Ye Qingxian returned to her cave abode. After cultivating for only a short while, she sat by the window and stared blankly into space.
On the desk lay her cultivation insights, which she had finished writing long ago but had yet to send out.
People with talent as high as theirs did not need to remain in seclusion all the time, so they always enjoyed pondering the meaning of life.
She pondered the source of the obsession in her heart.
Her impression of Junior Sister had changed at least five or six times.
At their first meeting, she had calmly learned that such a person existed.
At their second meeting, she had decided that Junior Sister was a promising pupil.
After that, the deeper she came to understand her, the more heartache and pity she felt.
In the end, after learning that Junior Sister was pregnant, she had developed a sense of responsibility and guilt.
And after being rejected and cut off, she still refused to abandon her obsession.
She had indeed once treated herself as a savior, believing that everyone else should share her thoughts and values and should not do anything so unconventional and rebellious.
Now, however, she had changed again.
More than anything, she wanted to blend into Junior Sister's life.
To see Junior Sister's true side—the unyielding spirit buried in her bones—which seemed equally captivating.
After a long while, Ye Qingxian shook her head and sprawled across the desk.
She was probably truly too idle. Recently, she always felt as though she was either thinking about Junior Sister or wondering what Junior Sister was doing.
Was she usually simply too free, to the point that she could only think of the one familiar person on Heavenly Sword Peak?
With that thought in mind, Ye Qingxian emptied her mind and began cultivating.
Suddenly, Spiritual Energy spread in all directions.
As her state of mind emptied and shifted, she completed a breakthrough in an instant.
Cultivation really was such an effortless affair.
Ye Qingxian stared at her fair palm.
That was right. She had found something else to do.
But she had broken through an entire major realm in one go, and now she had nothing else to do again.
It was a little vexing.
Cultivation also required a balance between work and rest. Everyone knew that blindly burying oneself in arduous cultivation would backfire. After breaking through an entire major realm, she definitely needed to stabilize her realm.
Ye Qingxian sprawled across the desktop again.
From childhood to adulthood, there was nothing she had wanted to do that she had failed to accomplish. Ye Xiaoyao was the first person to make her feel utterly at a loss for where to begin.
This proud daughter of Heaven felt a little helpless.
Ye Qingxian had other things she looked forward to as well, but they were too difficult to achieve.
For example, from childhood to adulthood, no one had ever forced her to bring out her full strength.
Ye Qingxian slowly clenched her fist. Her gaze suddenly turned completely white, but the change vanished in a flash.
All around her, countless illusory feathers drifted down before dissolving into nothingness.
Supreme Heaven had always possessed a legend known to everyone: so long as one cleared the legendary Five Passes to Heaven, Heavenly Dao would grant the challenger one wish.
The guardian of the third pass of the Five Passes to Heaven was none other than one of the strongest experts throughout history—the Emperor Venerable in his youth.
Throughout the ages, countless challengers had attempted the Five Passes to Heaven.
Countless prodigies had rushed forward one after another, all to prove themselves, but only half a person had cleared the passes.
He was also the only one to emerge alive.
An invincible powerhouse whom later generations called the Emperor Venerable.
Ye Qingxian had truly considered challenging it, but unfortunately, she did not know what wish she could make, so she had kept putting it off.
What wish did Junior Sister have that she wanted fulfilled? Could she use it to make Junior Sister happy?
She saw Yue Wuhua spoil Shuang Yue like this all the time.
At this moment.
Ye Qingxian was truly a little unhappy.
She was even somewhat depressed that she had brought herself a Junior Sister. If she were Heavenly Sword Peak's Junior Sister, she probably would not be this troubled now.
After all, who would not want to become best friends with Junior Sister?
In the seventh month of pregnancy, I excitedly climbed out of bed.
This was an important day. It meant that I could see part of the baby's talents ahead of time.
I excitedly opened the system panel. It showed that only the final three months of pregnancy remained.
I excitedly slapped the table.
The baby's exclusive page was no longer just a mosaic. I could see part of the information ahead of time, and it even displayed the domineering name I had just given the baby. It was guaranteed to be on the same level as Yue Wuhua and the others—mainly, it was ridiculously cool.
[Host's offspring, female.]
[Name: Ye Daoyan.]
[Constitution: Unknown.]
[Spiritual Roots: Full Fire Spiritual Root, Full Water Spiritual Root...]
[True bloodline not activated—Ye Daoyan Demonic God Form.]
Crash—
Wait, the sudden panic I felt sent the chair tumbling over.
I fell onto the floor with a thud, feeling its icy coolness against me.
No, where the hell had I ended up? Was this still Earth?
Oh, it was not Earth? That did not make it any better.
What the hell was a Demonic God Form?
I hurriedly opened the Female Protagonist's backup page in the system, only to discover that behind the countless pages of the first interface was a second interface of a different color.
The Female Protagonist on the first interface was described like this.
[Ye Qingxian.]
[Talent: ???]
[Constitution: Peerless Dao Body, Innate Dao Body, Innate Sword Body, Peerless Sword Heart, Chaos Body...]
Her constitution alone filled ten pages.
As for the Female Protagonist's second interface, all its pages were pure white.
It read:
[Ye Qingxian (Spirit Form)]
[Overall Combat Power: Selflessness, Ceasefire, Derivation, Unity of Ten Thousand Daos, Myriad Laws Impervious.]
Four of them could not be opened. Only Unity of Ten Thousand Daos could be opened.
[Unity of Ten Thousand Daos: (Way of All Beings—Way of the Mortal World, Way of Mortals, Way of Fireworks...)
(Artifact Way—Sword Way, Saber Way, Zither Way...)
(Art Way—Dance Way, Sound Way, Music Way...)
(Way—Fire Way, Lightning Way, Wind Way...)
(Formation Way...)
...]
The first time I opened this page, my entire person went numb.
Just tell me—was this still human???
Other people's Unity of Ten Thousand Daos was merely an exaggerated boast. But in your case, you had genuinely mastered ten thousand kinds of Dao Fruits? And this was still the second-weakest technique among the four combat abilities. How powerful could the first three abilities be? I did not even dare imagine it.
Stay away from the Female Protagonist. Stay away from the Female Protagonist. Stay away from the Female Protagonist.
That thought arose in me once again, followed by a series of anxious, shrill cries.
Too terrifying.
I now seriously suspected that when the Female Protagonist went berserk and had the Male Lead beat her to death, that was merely one of the easiest ways for her to die.
If the Female Protagonist personally took action, would she not be able to crush herself into dust?
The plot had never mentioned that Ye Qingxian was this terrifying.
At this moment, I finally gained a concrete understanding of the title Ye Qingxian was publicly recognized as holding: one of the greatest prodigies throughout history.
I pulled a book from the desk and opened one of the countless commonplace books that recorded Ye Qingxian's deeds.
Ye Qingxian became famous in her youth.
At her birth, Heaven and Earth displayed strange phenomena. Nine dragons and nine phoenixes knelt in worship, while the Four Spirits guarded her day and night...
Heavenly Dao bestowed her name—Qingxian.
At three, she defeated a Tenth Realm cultivator.
At ten, she defeated a thirty-first-realm powerhouse.
At twenty-seven, she advanced to the thirty-second realm. In her last publicly recorded battle, she decisively defeated a forty-second-realm powerhouse, achieving the greatest feat of a prodigy throughout history—killing an enemy ten realms above herself. From then on, she stood alongside all recorded Supreme Experts in renown.
Fighting across ten realms was also the highest recorded achievement of any prodigy.
There were no stronger challengers—only ten realms.
Nine was the extreme of numbers, representing combat power that had broken past its limits.
Trembling, I turned my little hand to the final page.
Ye Qingxian was currently not yet a hundred years old. Her cultivation level was unknown.
I clicked my tongue twice, utterly dry-mouthed. If I went back and slapped yesterday's self, would it still be in time?
Such a terrifying humanoid creature had been swaying around in front of me every day, and I had only cared about running my mouth. I had insulted Ye Qingxian to who-knew-what extent. Would I not be doomed if she held a grudge?
What was that about the stronger the Female Protagonist became, the more excited I would get?
What was that about how sooner or later, the Female Protagonist would have to kneel and sing for me?
I temporarily cast those lofty declarations to the back of my mind, hurriedly pulled out my Wannabe Handbook, and spent the entire night relearning Required Course One. It was never too late to mend the sheepfold after the sheep had escaped.
Wait!!
I suddenly thought of a crucial question.
The Female Protagonist only possessed a Spirit Form, so why was my baby's form a Demonic God Form?
How had it even come with a genetic mutation?
In a panic, I opened my own page. Seeing a solitary thirteen written under talents, with only a single line of text in the detailed description below, I finally patted my little chest and let out a sigh of relief.
You scared me.
I thought I was a great demon lord.
Hahaha.
This was a little awkward.
At the mountainside, in a quiet cave abode, a black figure that had just emerged from confinement approached from ahead, his face sinister.
The old grudges and fresh enmities he had accumulated were due to be settled all at once.
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