"My Badass Mom"

Hearing the faint warmth in Bibi Dong's words, Ye Qin's heart tightened again. Was it because of his mother, or because of those ten points of favorability?

"Yes!" Ye Qin answered.

"Teacher, should Ye Qin's assistant position be revoked?" Hu Liena asked.

"Handle it as you see fit. I'm tired," Bibi Dong replied simply.

"Yes, this disciple takes her leave!" Hu Liena cupped her hands toward Bibi Dong, then gave Ye Qin a look. He immediately understood, and the two left the hall together.

After leaving the hall, they arrived at a secluded garden.

"Ye Qin, Teacher is actually a very good person. Don't take it to heart," Hu Liena said apologetically. "You'll have to put up with things for the next couple of days. Once Teacher leaves, I'll restore your position as my assistant!"

"It's fine!" Ye Qin replied indifferently. "But Liena, let me ask you something. Do you know who my mother is?"

"I've heard Teacher mention that your mother was extraordinary, but I don't know the details!"

"Forget it. I'll ask my aunt instead," Ye Qin replied.

"Ah, you're going back to the palace?" Hu Liena asked, sounding slightly disappointed.

"I can't stay here these next few days." Ye Qin nodded. "It's obvious that your teacher has high hopes for you. We can't let her discover our relationship for now!"

"All right, then. I'll find an excuse to visit you at the palace!" Hu Liena said.

"Will you really just be visiting me?" Ye Qin asked with a curl of his lips.

"Pervert!" Hu Liena could not help punching Ye Qin in the chest.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Ye Qin immediately began coughing wildly.

"Ye Qin, are you okay?!" Hu Liena panicked.

Ye Qin curled his lips into a grin, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her. "Of course I'm okay!"

"Bad guy!" Hu Liena scolded coquettishly.

After parting with Hu Liena, Ye Qin headed for the palace.

Along the way, Ye Qin kept wondering who exactly his mother was, to the point that even Bibi Dong showed her respect!

At the same time, Ye Qin formed an idea of his own. He wanted to establish a sect himself, so that he would no longer have to depend on others!

However, founding a sect was by no means easy. He needed to make ample preparations!

Upon returning to his Sleeping Quarters, that familiar killing intent rushed at him once again.

"Oh no!" Ye Qin looked up and, sure enough, saw Ye Xuan standing before him.

"Ye Xuan!" Ye Qin called out, his expression complicated.

"You little troublemaker, you still dare come back?!" Ye Xuan turned around with an angry expression and raised her palm!

"Ye Xuan, you can't hit me again!" Ye Qin immediately said.

"Who said I was going to hit you?" Ye Xuan clapped her hands. "Servants!"

Soon, many maids entered carrying all kinds of pastries and placed them on the table.

"Ye Xuan, what is this..." Ye Qin was somewhat dumbfounded.

"You've gotten thinner lately. I made all these pastries myself, so eat more!" Ye Xuan's expression changed at once as she smiled at him with doting eyes.

Ye Xuan's behavior left Ye Qin even more bewildered, but he readily sat down and sampled the pastries.

"Are they good?" Ye Xuan asked with a gentle smile.

"Mhm, they're not bad!" Ye Qin praised repeatedly.

"As long as you stay obediently in the palace and stop going out to cause trouble, I'll make them for you every day!" Ye Xuan said happily as she sat beside him.

"Okay!" Ye Qin readily agreed.

Of course, Ye Qin was merely placating her!

Still, Ye Qin's answer truly delighted Ye Xuan. Resting her cheeks in her hands, she stared at Ye Qin with an excited expression.

Ye Qin smiled faintly and held a piece of pastry directly to Ye Xuan's lips. "You have some too!"

Ye Xuan was startled at first, then opened her cherry-red lips and began chewing slowly.

"Ye Xuan, let me ask you something!" Ye Qin said.

"Go ahead!" Ye Xuan replied.

"Can you tell me what kind of person my mother was?" Ye Qin asked.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xuan's chewing abruptly stopped, and the stars in her eyes seemed to dim in an instant. "Ye Qin, why are you suddenly asking about this?"

"Ever since I was born, I've never heard you mention anything about Mother. I was just curious!" Ye Qin replied.

"Wait until you're a little older! When the time comes, I'll tell you everything!" Ye Xuan replied with a trace of sorrow. "You only need to remember that your sister was the best person in this world!"

"She was also the most beautiful woman in this world. Countless people fell for her!"

Hearing Ye Xuan's unreserved praise, Ye Qin became even more certain that his mother was far from ordinary.

"Can you tell me more?" Ye Qin pressed.

"When she was young, she had already become famous throughout the continent through her beauty and wisdom. Countless princes and young nobles, as well as heirs of sects, pursued her! Yet in the end, she chose your father—a man so ordinary he could not have been more ordinary, a common man without even a trace of Soul Power!" Ye Xuan replied.

Holy shit! Ye Qin exclaimed inwardly.

Just how badass his mother was had completely exceeded his imagination!

"Sadly, heaven envies a beautiful woman..." Ye Xuan let out a sorrowful sigh, then fell silent.

"Ye Qin, during this time, I'll have Uncle Yang keep a close eye on you. Stay in the palace and don't go anywhere!" Ye Xuan changed the subject and softly scolded Ye Qin.

"Then remember to make pastries for me every day!" Ye Qin replied.

"Mhm!" Ye Xuan nodded.

Over the next few days, Ye Qin was indeed somewhat exhausted. Hu Liena had drained him a little dry.

Since he could not go to Spirit Hall, he simply stayed indoors in his Sleeping Quarters, cultivating Internal Power and Soul Power while pondering how to form his own sect.

Ye Xuan also fulfilled her promise, personally making pastries for Ye Qin and bringing them to him every day.

Surprisingly, Zhao Ying did not come to see Ye Qin. Only later did he learn that Zhao Ying had gone off to war again, heading south to suppress bandits!

On this day, the sky was clear and fresh, with not a cloud in sight.

At this moment, Yang Qitian was accompanying Ye Qin in training in the courtyard.

Eight rings could be seen moving beneath Yang Qitian's feet. Under his powerful pressure, Ye Qin's legs began to bend slightly, while beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his smooth skin.

Although Ye Qin possessed a heaven-defying system, he had come to deeply understand that without any training, even if his Soul Power was stronger, he could still be utterly thrashed by someone of the same rank—or perhaps even lower!

Seeing the pain on Ye Qin's face, Yang Qitian hurriedly said, "Your Highness, should I withdraw some of my Soul Power?"

"No need. Keep increasing it!" Ye Qin shook his head as he circulated his Soul Power and Internal Power.

Yang Qitian felt somewhat worried. At this moment, he was using roughly the pressure of a Soul Ancestor, something even a Soul Grandmaster would find difficult to endure!

If he increased it further, it would reach the level of a Spirit King. He truly feared that something would happen to Ye Qin.

However, Ye Qin never went back on his word, so Yang Qitian could only cautiously increase his Soul Power output!

Even so, Ye Qin collapsed in that instant, dropping to one knee on the ground!

"Ye Qin!" A familiar female voice reached his ears. Enduring the pain, Ye Qin looked toward the sound and saw Hu Liena standing there.