Confession

The atmosphere by the window remained ambiguous. Xiao Yi Xian was held in Mo Lin's embrace, her cheeks flushed, her heart pounding like a drum.

She thought something was about to happen, waiting nervously and shyly.

However, Mo Lin released his arms and pulled her to sit by the table.

The playfulness on his face receded, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity and an almost domineering frankness.

His gaze was sharp, looking directly at Xiao Yi Xian, as if trying to see into the depths of her soul.

"Xiao Yi Xian," his voice was deep and clear, carrying an undeniable power, "There are some things I must tell you clearly before we go any further."

Xiao Yi Xian's heart tightened. Sensing that what he was about to say was no small matter, she couldn't help but sit up straight, listening intently.

Mo Lin didn't beat around the bush. "I, Mo Lin, have two greatest wishes in this life."

He held up two fingers. "First, to reach the pinnacle of this Dou Qi Continent and become the legendary... Dou God!"

The words "Dou God" struck Xiao Yi Xian like thunder!

Her beautiful eyes widened instantly, filled with disbelief and shock!

Dou God? What kind of distant existence was that? In the Jia Ma Empire, a Dou Emperor was already considered a god, and a Dou Ancestor was a legend. As for a Dou God... that was simply a realm that only existed in ancient texts and myths!

Countless brilliant prodigies spent their entire lives unable to even touch the threshold of Dou Emperor, yet he... actually set Dou God as his goal?

How arrogant was this, and yet... what spirit!

Seeing Xiao Yi Xian's shocked expression, Mo Lin's lips curved into an arrogant arc. He continued, "Second,"

He paused, his gaze burning, "On this path to becoming an Emperor, I want to gather all the world's beauties and create my own... harem!"

He said the word "harem" just as frankly, even with a sense of inevitability, as if stating a foregone conclusion.

Xiao Yi Xian was completely stunned, her red lips slightly parted, her mind a complete blank.

Dou God? Harem? The impact of these two words combined was far beyond her imagination.

She never expected his ambitions and desires to be so grand and direct!

Seeing her reaction, Mo Lin was not surprised. He smiled faintly and added, "Perhaps you think it's arrogant, but this is my path. And the foundation that supports me on this path is the cultivation technique I practice."

His Dou Qi flowed slightly within him, and a breath of extreme yin and cold, yet containing a trace of strange vitality, was faintly emitted. "This cultivation technique is called the Yin Yang Feather Transformation Art, an supreme art that directly points to the great path of the Dou God. Its core is to comprehend the ultimate principle of yin and yang interacting and all things transforming and generating.

The love between men and women is the most fundamental and direct way of yin and yang. Only by gathering the Yuan Yin energy of different women and harmonizing the dragon and tiger can I quickly break through bottlenecks and condense the origin of the Emperor!"

He perfectly combined the "requirements" of the cultivation technique with his "wishes." While it sounded shocking, it subtly fit a powerful cultivation logic, making it difficult to simply dismiss it as mere lust.

Mo Lin looked at Xiao Yi Xian calmly, his tone sincere. "I admire your kindness, your resilience, your uniqueness.

You, Xiao Yi Xian, are one of the women I've chosen who is qualified to accompany me to the peak.

But my path is destined to be this way, and I will not, cannot, stop for you alone. Now, I give you the choice."

He leaned forward slightly, his powerful aura enveloping Xiao Yi Xian. "Will you accept my path, become one of my women, and perhaps share that supreme glory in the future, witnessing the birth of a Dou God? Or will you refuse, and we go our separate ways, you continue to be the physician of Myriad Medicine Pavilion, and I walk my own solitary path."

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Xiao Yi Xian's heart pounded violently, as if it wanted to break free from her chest.

She looked into Mo Lin's deep and resolute eyes. There was no deception, no concealment, only naked ambition and a straightforward choice.

She had no doubt that if she refused, this man would turn and leave without hesitation, never to pester her.

Refuse? Return to a peaceful but destinedly ordinary life?

But the thought of completely losing this mysterious, powerful, charming, and even "bad" boy who made her heart flutter sent a pang through her.

Moreover, Dou God... harem... although it sounded absurd, spoken by him, it carried a heart-stopping allure.

It was a magnificent world she had never imagined.

Accept? This meant sharing her lover, facing worldly criticism, and embarking on a path full of unknowns and challenges.

But it also meant following a man who might create miracles, seeing a broader world, and perhaps... truly touching that legendary realm?

Time ticked by, and Xiao Yi Xian's heart underwent an unprecedented struggle.

Finally, she took a deep breath, as if using all her strength, and raised her head, bravely meeting Mo Lin's gaze.

Her cheeks were still flushed, but her eyes had become exceptionally firm.

"I... I choose to believe you." Her voice trembled slightly, but it was clear and powerful. "Your path is very domineering, and also... very attractive.

If this is your path, if this is the real you, I... I am willing to walk it with you. Even if... it's as one of them."

She had made her choice. It wasn't blind, but a gamble-like following after careful consideration, a wager on strength, on the unknown, on the person before her.

A glint of satisfaction flashed in Mo Lin's eyes. He reached out and gently held Xiao Yi Xian's somewhat cool hand, a warm power flowing through.

"Very good. From today onwards, you are a woman I, Mo Lin, have chosen." His words carried the weight of a promise.

With their relationship confirmed, Xiao Yi Xian's heart fluttered, expecting intimacy between a man and a woman.

However, Mo Lin changed the subject again.

"Since you are now my person, some preparations need to be made in advance." He released her hand, his expression regaining some calmness. "I will stay in Qingshan Town for the next seven days. But I need you to do me a favor."

"What favor?" Xiao Yi Xian suppressed the lingering romantic thoughts in her heart and asked curiously.

"Teach me pharmacology, especially the art of healing," Mo Lin said earnestly, a hint of unfathomable depth in his eyes. "Your medical skills are second to none in Qingshan Town, especially your proficiency in treating all kinds of internal and external injuries.

I need to master this knowledge as quickly as possible, particularly concerning injuries caused by Fighting Energy, damaged meridians, and emergency treatment for poisoning."

Xiao Yi Xian was slightly taken aback.

At a time like this, he wasn't thinking about intimacy, but about learning healing techniques?

This surprised her once again. But she quickly realized that the path of cultivation was fraught with peril, and mastering advanced healing methods was indeed crucial. A thought sparked in her mind, Could it be...?

"Are you going to treat someone?" Xiao Yi Xian asked keenly, a hint of subtle inquiry in her voice.

Mo Lin glanced at her, not answering directly, but simply saying, "It's better to be prepared. On this Dou Qi Continent, having an extra life-saving skill will never be wrong. Perhaps it will be needed soon."

He didn't mention Yun Yun, but the purpose behind learning healing techniques was clear.

This was not only to prepare for future events but also, in a way, to appease Xiao Yi Xian—he wasn't just taking, he also valued "logistics" and "support."

Xiao Yi Xian understood. She knew that since she had chosen to follow him, helping him improve in all aspects, especially in skills that could save lives, was crucial for herself, for him, and even for the stability of the "harem" he spoke of.

"Alright! I will teach you everything I know!" Xiao Yi Xian solemnly promised, her eyes shining with seriousness. "I will teach you everything I know about wound care, pill refinement, stimulating meridians with acupuncture, and methods to neutralize common toxins!"

Thus, for the next seven days, Mo Lin truly transformed into a diligent apprentice seeking medical knowledge.

Every day, he arrived at Xiao Yi Xian's pharmacy on time, identifying medicinal herbs with healing properties, learning how to clean and suture wounds, how to use Fighting Energy to aid in the absorption of medicinal properties, and how to identify different types of poisoning and prepare corresponding antidotes.

His learning speed was astonishing, especially his grasp of applying Fighting Energy in healing. He understood instantly and could extrapolate, making Xiao Yi Xian, the "teacher," marvel and even feel that his talent in this area was more terrifying than his combat prowess.

One taught, the other learned, and the atmosphere between them was quite harmonious.

Xiao Yi Xian also temporarily set aside her other thoughts, pouring all her lifelong knowledge into teaching him.

However, whenever night fell and she lay alone in bed, she couldn't help but overthink.

This guy, who claimed he wanted to start a harem, had been so proper after they established their relationship. At most, there were occasional intimate gestures, but nothing more.

What was he thinking? Didn't cultivating that kind of technique require... practice?

She pouted and whispered to the air, "What a strange guy... He says the 'worst' things but does the 'most proper' things... Big bad guy! I wonder who the 'fated person' he's going to treat is..."

The seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

That morning, Mo Lin packed his belongings into his Storage Ring, which was filled with various healing pills and herbs prepared by Xiao Yi Xian for him.

Standing at the entrance of Myriad Medicine Hall, bathed in the faint morning light.

"I'm leaving," Mo Lin said, looking at Xiao Yi Xian, who had come to see him off.

"Be careful," Xiao Yi Xian said softly, her eyes full of reluctance and concern. "Remember... the techniques I taught you, be gentle when treating wounds, and precise with the medicine."

Mo Lin smiled, then suddenly reached out, gently lifting her chin, and placed a soft yet firm kiss on her smooth forehead.

"Wait for me. When I've finished this matter, perhaps... it will be time for us to truly begin comprehending the 'Great Way of Yin and Yang'."

He smiled meaningfully, turned, his white robe billowing, and his figure quickly disappeared into the morning mist leading to the depths of the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

Xiao Yi Xian touched her forehead, gazing in the direction he had disappeared. A blush lingered on her face, but her heart rippled with his final words.

At the same time, she felt a surge of curiosity and a trace of inexplicable wariness towards the person he was going to "treat" with such solemnity.

She didn't know that the person Mo Lin was entering the mountains to "treat" this time would be the renowned Sect Master of the Misty Cloud Sect in the Jia Ma Empire, Yun Yun.