The Great Desolate Ancient Realm
In a mountain range, two women walked slowly.
They were Mu Niannian and An Lanxiu.
Mu Niannian suddenly looked up at a towering, solitary peak piercing the clouds and smiled faintly. “We’re almost there!”
An Lanxiu glanced at the distant peak and said softly, “Sister Nian, with your strength, there’s no need for you to be here, is there?”
Mu Niannian’s lips curved slightly. “I’m here to keep you company!”
An Lanxiu turned to her. “Why?”
Mu Niannian chuckled. “I really like you, little girl!”
An Lanxiu fell silent.
Mu Niannian gently patted her shoulder and said softly, “Your talent far surpasses that little guy’s, but do you know why you can’t overtake him? Even if you do, he quickly catches up and surpasses you again.”
An Lanxiu shook her head.
Mu Niannian blinked. “Because he’s got backers!”
An Lanxiu: “…”
Mu Niannian laughed. “Does that sting?”
An Lanxiu nodded.
Mu Niannian smiled and continued, “Actually, there’s another reason: your experiences are different. You grew up pampered, while he had a miserable childhood… Don’t let his current flashy, carefree attitude fool you. I investigated him. The hardships he endured as a kid? Most people couldn’t handle them. That’s why his willpower is far beyond ordinary.”
She paused, then added, “It’s a pity that Destiny didn’t stick it out and ended up revealing herself, giving him a sense of reliance.”
An Lanxiu nodded slightly.
The old Ye Xuan and the current Ye Xuan were indeed different!
Still the same person, but now he was a bit too flamboyant. The old Ye Xuan was far more serious!
She still remembered their first meeting. Back then, Ye Xuan was like a wolf, exuding a bloodthirsty aura as if ready to devour anyone, yet he retained a tenderness—especially toward his sister—that even made her a bit envious.
A man both ruthless and tender!
Mu Niannian continued, “Now Destiny and his father are trying to change him.”
An Lanxiu looked at her. “Change him?”
Mu Niannian nodded slightly. “To make him rely on himself.”
An Lanxiu said gravely, “Sister Nian, did something happen?”
Mu Niannian smiled. “Destiny personally went to the Milky Way to suppress a certain existence…”
She shook her head. “Let’s not worry about that. Some things are so daunting that even I feel a bit hopeless. Let those three and the little one in the future deal with it!”
An Lanxiu looked at Mu Niannian. “Can the future me help?”
Mu Niannian was silent for a moment before saying, “Want to help?”
An Lanxiu nodded.
Mu Niannian smiled. “Then work hard. As long as you strive, there’s hope!”
An Lanxiu turned to the distant solitary peak, her gaze growing firmer. The next moment, she quickened her pace.
Mu Niannian watched An Lanxiu’s solitary figure and sighed inwardly. “Little guy, you better not let this girl down. She’s quietly done so much for you…”
Soon, An Lanxiu reached the base of the solitary peak. A shadowy figure appeared atop it, a long spear strapped to their back. They looked down at An Lanxiu. “The Lone Inheritance is not for the mediocre!”
An Lanxiu looked up at the figure. She opened her palm, and a long spear appeared in her hand. Pointing it at the figure, she declared, “My master is An Wushen. I come here today not for your inheritance but for a fight!”
She was here to challenge, not to seek an inheritance!
Atop the peak, the figure burst into laughter. “Interesting! Haha…”
With that, they leaped down, spear in hand, a terrifying aura sweeping from the heavens, shaking the world…
Below, An Lanxiu’s eyes narrowed. The next moment, she shot into the sky…
…
In a starry void, Ye Xuan rode his sword.
He looked into the depths of the starry void and murmured, “Little An…”
Truth be told, he missed An Lanxiu a bit!
An Lanxiu was arguably the first woman he’d fallen for. The moment he first saw her, that feeling was indescribable!
But back then, his focus was on caring for his sister, so he never entertained thoughts of romance.
Small Tower suddenly said, “Little Master, can I ask you a question?”
Ye Xuan laughed. “Why so polite between us? Go ahead!”
Small Tower asked, “With all your women, which one do you like the most?”
Ye Xuan said, “What was that first part?”
Small Tower repeated, “Can I ask you a question…”
Ye Xuan suddenly snapped, “Get lost!”
Small Tower: “…”
Ye Xuan sped up, vanishing into the depths of the starry void in the blink of an eye.
…
Three days later, Ye Xuan arrived at the Great Desolate Ancient Realm.
Upon entering, a woman in a white skirt blocked his path. She was beautiful, with a stunning figure—curvy and pleasing to the eye.
Of course, Ye Xuan wasn’t that kind of guy. He glanced a few times and looked away.
The woman smiled faintly. “Young Master, you looked at me a few times, mostly at my chest and waist… But your gaze was clear, without a hint of lust. That surprised me!”
Ye Xuan quickly said, “Of course! I, Ye Xuan, have transcended base desires. I view everything through an artistic lens!”
The woman covered her mouth and laughed. “You’re quite interesting, Young Master.”
She introduced herself, “I’m Sang Yu, a minor manager at the Immortal Treasure Pavilion!”
The Immortal Treasure Pavilion!
Ye Xuan froze.
This place had an Immortal Treasure Pavilion too?
Sang Yu smiled. “Judging by your expression, you know of our pavilion!”
Ye Xuan laughed. “The Immortal Treasure Pavilion spans the myriad realms. Who doesn’t know of it?”
Sang Yu giggled. “Is this your first time in the Great Desolate Ancient Realm, Young Master?”
Ye Xuan nodded. “Yes.”
Sang Yu blinked. “Would you like to learn about this place?”
Ye Xuan grinned. “How many Star God Veins?”
Sang Yu laughed. “You’re quick! A basic overview is five Star God Veins. A detailed one is twenty. For an in-depth understanding, fifty.”
Fifty Star God Veins!
Ye Xuan fell silent.
*Damn!*
The Immortal Treasure Pavilion was a money-making machine!
With enough visitors, they’d be raking it in!
Their Pavilion Master must be a super-rich woman, probably far wealthier than Sister Xue.
Sang Yu smiled. “Young Master, interested?”
Ye Xuan smiled, about to respond, when a voice called out, “Sang Yu!”
Sang Yu’s brows furrowed slightly. She turned to see a young man approaching.
He wore a loose white robe, handsome, holding a folding fan—elegant and refined.
The man walked up to Sang Yu and smiled. “Sang Yu, out selling again?”
Sang Yu said calmly, “Young Master Agai, this is my job.”
Agai sighed softly. “I’ve told you, I’ll take care of you!”
Sang Yu smiled. “I prefer earning what I want through my own efforts.”
Agai sighed again. “Why make things hard for yourself?”
Sang Yu looked at him. “Young Master Agai, I have work to do.”
She turned to Ye Xuan with a smile. “Young Master, are you interested?”
Ye Xuan glanced at the two, deciding not to meddle in their affairs. He was about to decline and leave when Agai suddenly pulled out a storage ring. “Sang Yu, if you agree to follow me, the five hundred Star God Veins in this ring are yours!”
Sang Yu’s expression was cold. “Young Master Agai, I’m not that kind of person!”
Agai produced another ring. “One thousand!”
Sang Yu stared at him, growing angry. “Are you insulting me?”
Agai pulled out yet another ring. “Five thousand!”
Sang Yu glared at him. “Get lost!”
She was genuinely furious!
Agai’s eyes flashed with a cold glint. “Woman, don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!”
Sang Yu’s eyes also flashed with anger. “Young Master Agai, please show some respect!”
A trace of disdain crossed Agai’s face. “You’re just a lowly manager. I took an interest in you—that was your fortune. Yet you repeatedly disrespect me. Have I given you too much face?”
As he spoke, he raised his hand to act, but then, as if remembering something, he turned to Ye Xuan. “Why are you still here?”
Ye Xuan blinked. “In all my years, I’ve never seen someone so arrogant!”
Agai stared at him. “Now you have, haven’t you?”
Ye Xuan nodded.
Agai fixed his gaze on Ye Xuan. “Last chance. Disappear from my sight in three breaths, or else…”
*Swish!*
A sword suddenly pierced Agai’s throat, a stream of blood spurting out.
Sang Yu’s eyes widened in disbelief, and Agai’s face was frozen in shock, his mind blank.
Ye Xuan strolled up to Agai and looked at him. “It was too windy earlier. I didn’t catch what you said. Care to repeat that?”
Agai stared at Ye Xuan, gasping, “My father is the vice-president of this Immortal Treasure Pavilion. If you dare touch me, you…”
Ye Xuan suddenly said, “If I let you go now, will you promise not to come after me later?”
Agai roared, “You’re dreaming! You…”
Ye Xuan shook his head. “Go join Tian Ye.”
With that, he swung his sword.
*Swish!*
Agai’s head flew off…
Tian Ye: “…”
