The Heavens are Vast, the Earth is Vast, Sister Lexuan is the Greatest

Mu Tianyi spent the entire afternoon under Mu En's special training.

Because of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Mu En had temporarily altered the training program.

Instead of the previous step-by-step approach to teaching the application and comprehension of the Bright Sacred Dragon, he went straight to high-intensity drills.

Maintaining one's state under extreme pressure, the fluidity of switching between Yin and Yang powers, physical recovery after deactivating the fusion form...

One task after another, it left Mu Tianyi gasping for air.

The old man sat on the sidelines sipping tea, occasionally offering a word of guidance, but mostly just watching him with those deep, profound eyes, saying nothing at all.

Mu Tianyi was so exhausted he could barely lift his arms, with only one thought in his mind:

Xuan Zu is training me like a beast of burden.

As for the Dragon Core, Mu En had mentioned it quite nonchalantly:

"It was intended for you anyway; sooner or later makes no difference."

Mu Tianyi had just finished training and was lying on the ground panting, lacking even the strength to offer his thanks.

Night fell.

Mu Tianyi dragged his falling-apart body back to the small courtyard.

Moonlight spilled across the lake, shimmering on the surface, while the night breeze rustled through the phoenix tree leaves, bringing a touch of chill.

He pushed open the courtyard gate, walked along the path, and opened the front door.

The lights were on inside, and a warm, yellow glow spilled out from the living room.

He had just stepped over the threshold when a figure rose from the sofa and walked toward him.

"You're back?"

Zhang Lexuan's voice was soft and gentle, carrying a natural sense of concern.

Mu Tianyi looked up, and then... he froze completely.

Zhang Lexuan had changed into a pale pink, thin gauze loungewear set; the fabric was as soft and light as a layer of mist, draped loosely over her body.

The neckline wasn't particularly low, but that translucent quality was more lethal than anything else.

The light hit from the side, casting the silhouette of her body through the thin gauze.

A slender waist, a patch of hazy white skin beneath her collarbone, rounded shoulders...

Vague and dreamlike.

Even though Mu Tianyi had seen countless films in his past life and prided himself on his extraordinary self-control, his face flushed red, and he hurriedly looked away.

Zhang Lexuan didn't seem to mind, or perhaps she hadn't noticed his abnormality at all.

She naturally reached out to take the coat Mu Tianyi had tossed aside at the entryway, hung it on the rack, and turned to ask him:

"Tianyi, have you had dinner?"

"Not yet." Mu Tianyi coughed dryly, his voice sounding a bit unnatural.

Zhang Lexuan frowned slightly, her tone carrying a hint of reproach:

"It's so late and you haven't eaten?"

As she spoke, she turned toward the kitchen, rolling up her sleeves as she walked, revealing her fair, slender forearms:

"You go rest. I'll make you a bowl of noodles; it won't take long."

Mu Tianyi stood at the entryway, watching her back.

The hem of her gauze loungewear swayed gently with her steps, faintly revealing the lines of her calves.

He suddenly felt that the dynamic between him and Sister Lexuan had an indescribable sense of naturalness.

He returns, she is home.

He is hungry, she cooks.

It was as if... they were an old married couple.

Mu Tianyi shook his head, casting the thought from his mind, and walked toward the bathroom.

"Thanks, Sister Lexuan. I'm going to take a shower first."

"Mm, the water is already heated, just turn it on."

Zhang Lexuan's voice drifted from the kitchen.

A quarter of an hour later.

Mu Tianyi emerged from the bathroom, having changed into a dry, cotton loungewear set.

Steam rose from his body, and a few strands of damp black hair clung to his forehead.

He had already examined his current appearance in the bathroom mirror.

Although it lacked the imposing stature of over 1.8 meters he possessed while in his Yin-Yang Divine Dragon Transformation.

Yet, after the constant shedding of his old self over this period, his body had indeed undergone significant changes.

The thin, delicate frame of an eight-year-old child had grown considerably taller.

While not yet reaching an outrageous height, he was visibly around 1.5 or 1.6 meters, standing head and shoulders above his peers.

His shoulders had broadened, and his arms and calves now displayed clear muscle definition, yet they did not appear rugged; instead, they were slender and well-proportioned, carrying the unique, lean grace of a youth.

The most obvious change was his temperament.

No matter how composed he had been before, his face had still been that of a child.

Now, the childishness had faded from his brows and eyes.

His features were more defined, and the golden specks that occasionally flashed in his dark eyes added an indescribable sense of oppression to his presence.

In short.

In this current guise, he looked to be about the same age as Zhang Lexuan.

Mu Tianyi walked out while drying his hair, just in time to see Zhang Lexuan carrying a bowl of noodles from the kitchen and placing it on the dining table.

"Come and eat."

Mu Tianyi walked over and sat down, looking down at the bowl.

It was a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup, the broth golden and clear, topped with a poached egg, sprinkled with scallions and a few greens.

It was a simple combination, but it was enough to whet anyone's appetite.

"Sister Lexuan, thank you for your hard work." Mu Tianyi picked up his chopsticks.

Zhang Lexuan sat opposite him, resting her chin on her hands, tilting her head to watch him with a slight curve to her lips.

"Eat quickly, or the noodles will get soggy."

Mu Tianyi lowered his head and slurped up a large mouthful, hissing at the heat, but the fresh, savory flavor rushed straight to his head.

He gave a thumbs-up, mumbling, "Delicious."

"Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you."

Seeing him wincing from the heat, Zhang Lexuan couldn't help but laugh, reaching out to push the herbal tea on the table toward him.

Mu Tianyi gulped down some tea, swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and let out a long breath.

"Sister Lexuan, I'm not bragging, but if you opened a noodle shop outside with these skills, you could feed half of Shrek City."

The tips of Zhang Lexuan's ears turned slightly red as she gave him a light tap.

"Stop with the glib talk."

"I'm serious." Mu Tianyi picked up another mouthful of noodles, saying earnestly, "You rolled the noodles yourself, right? The texture is firm, not like the mushy ones bought outside."

"The broth is also slow-cooked, not just water with seasonings to fool people."

Zhang Lexuan's eyes widened slightly.

Clearly, she hadn't expected him to be able to taste those details.

These were indeed things she had prepared in advance.

Mu Tianyi gave her a thumbs-up, his eyes curving into crescents as he smiled: "Sister Lexuan, from now on you are the head chef of our home. Of all things under heaven, Sister Lexuan is the greatest."

"Eh?--Ah?"

Zhang Lexuan was so teased by his words that her ear tips flushed red; she pursed her lips and didn't respond, though her gaze drifted elsewhere.

What does it mean, "of all things under heaven, Sister Lexuan is the greatest"?

Why is this little guy speaking so... so improperly?

She lowered her eyelashes, her fingertips unconsciously twirling a strand of hair hanging by her shoulder, her heart beating faster than usual, even her earlobes burning.

What is this?

Am I being flirted with?

Zhang Lexuan bit her lower lip, her heart in a bit of a scramble.

She knew she was Mu Tianyi's fiancée.

From the day that was decided, she had never regretted it, and she had prepared herself to spend her life with him.

But preparation was one thing, and when it actually reached this point...

She found that she was still a little flustered.

After all, she was only a teenage girl.

At an age when love was just beginning to bloom, she had someone in her heart.

She would be secretly happy for a long time because of an unintentional word from him, and her heart would race because of a casual glance.

She wanted to appear natural, but the corners of her mouth refused to obey, curving upward no matter how hard she tried to suppress them.

Mu Tianyi didn't notice Zhang Lexuan's unusual behavior, burying his head in his bowl to slurp down the noodles, eating with complete satisfaction.

The freshness of the chicken broth, the chewiness of the noodles, the tenderness of the poached egg...

Bite after bite, he simply couldn't stop.

It wasn't until the bowl was empty that he finally looked up.

He saw the young girl across from him resting her chin on her hand, watching him, the flush on her face not yet fully faded.

"Sister Lexuan, why is your face so red?" Mu Tianyi asked, puzzled.

Zhang Lexuan froze for a moment, reaching up to touch her cheek; it was indeed a bit hot.

"...It's a little warm in the kitchen," she said.

Mu Tianyi didn't think much of it, simply nodding, "Oh."