Ye Chuan and Bai Qianshuang took their seats in the private room, glancing around at the surroundings.
"It feels quite nice here."
Bai Qianshuang, however, remained silent, her slightly resentful gaze fixed on Ye Chuan.
[Was it really necessary to come here?]
The young woman even suspected that Ye Chuan simply enjoyed visiting such places—when gathering information didn’t require stepping foot in a place like this at all.
But since they were already inside, Bai Qianshuang could only sit stiffly in her chair, feeling somewhat uneasy.
Just then, laughter drifted in from outside, and the carved wooden door was gently pushed open. A warm, fragrant breeze swept into the room.
The scent carried the crispness of spirit wine and the sweetness of flower nectar, a stark contrast to the chill outside.
As Bai Qianshuang picked up a piece of spirit fruit with her silver chopsticks, her fingers paused mid-air. She lifted her eyes—
Three women in flowing, multicolored ruqun dresses entered in single file, their skirts brushing against the blue bricks with soft rustles. The jade cups and porcelain plates on their trays clinked together, producing delicate chimes.
Their attire was alluring, their décolletage barely concealed by sheer black gauze, hinting at what lay beneath.
Bai Qianshuang: "..."
"Young masters, we apologize for the wait~" The woman at the forefront spoke with a voice as sweet as honey, her eyes glimmering as she set the tray down on the table. When she reached for the wine pot, the collar of her dress slipped slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her bosom.
The other two moved with practiced efficiency—one arranged the roasted meat from the carved porcelain plate at the center of the table, its aroma instantly filling the room; the other lifted the jade wine pot, pouring a clear, luminous liquor into Ye Chuan’s cup.
Every movement seemed rehearsed, teasing just enough to leave the imagination tingling.
Bai Qianshuang watched as they leaned close to Ye Chuan, their fingers nearly brushing against his sleeves. Her hands, resting on her lap, clenched the fabric of her dress unconsciously.
Especially when the woman in the pink dress, standing to his left, leaned in to serve him a slice of duck breast, her body almost pressing against his shoulder. "Young master, try this duck breast~ It’s incredibly tender," she cooed, her words deliberate, her eyes flickering with suggestion.
From Ye Chuan’s angle, the view of the duck breast—and more—was unmistakable.
"Good, very good," Ye Chuan chuckled.
The next moment, Bai Qianshuang’s hand shot out under the table, her fingers pinching the flesh of Ye Chuan’s thigh with surprising force.
Ye Chuan, mid-sip of wine, nearly choked but managed to swallow smoothly. Without missing a beat, he patted Bai Qianshuang’s hand under the table, signaling her to stay calm.
Then, with practiced ease, he wrapped an arm around the pink-clad woman’s waist, his fingers brushing against the sachet at her hip. "I’ve long heard of the skilled beauties of Feixian Drunken Spring Pavilion. Seeing you today, the rumors don’t do you justice," he remarked, his tone smooth, as if he were a regular patron.
The woman blushed at the praise, leaning even closer. "You flatter me, young master~"
"We’ve just arrived in Fengyu City. Walking through the streets, I’ve noticed many sword-carrying cultivators—far livelier than other cities," Ye Chuan mused, his fingers tracing the rim of his cup as if making casual conversation.
"Young master didn’t know?" The green-dressed woman pouring his wine giggled, refilling his cup. "Fengyu City is a jewel of the Xihua Divine Region, under the protection of the Fengyu Sect!"
"Not only are warriors of the Innate and Acquired Realms common here, but even Golden Core cultivators soaring through the skies are a daily sight. Just the other day, I saw an elder riding a azure phoenix right over our rooftop!"
"Oh? Such grandeur," Ye Chuan remarked, stroking his chin. "Then, do you happen to know which route one should take to reach the Donghua Divine Continent?"
The question caught all three women off guard.
Donghua Divine Continent?
It was like discussing the local culture with a friend, only for them to suddenly ask for directions to America.
A bit of a leap.
The pink-clad woman blinked, then nestled back against him, her fingers tracing the edge of his collar. "Donghua Divine Continent? That’s beyond countless mountains and rivers. They say one must cross the ‘Endless Demon Sea’—most cultivators wouldn’t dare approach it. I’m afraid I don’t know the exact path~"
Her tone shifted, her lips nearly brushing his ear as she whispered, "But… I did hear Madam mention something—the Grand Elder of the Fengyu Sect originally came from the Donghua Divine Continent. He might know the way~"
Ye Chuan immediately flicked a gleaming spirit stone between his fingers, sending it straight into the woman’s décolletage, where it nestled warmly against her skin.
"A reward. Any other useful tidbits?"
"Giggle~ So generous, young master!" The woman beamed. "But that Grand Elder is eccentric. He’s always in seclusion—rarely seen even by the inner disciples of the Fengyu Sect, let us common folk."
Just as Ye Chuan was about to press further, his arm was abruptly seized.
He turned to see Bai Qianshuang, her face stern but her ears burning red. She tugged his arm toward her, her voice laced with barely concealed frustration.
"Ye Chuan, eat. The food in front of you is getting cold."
Watching him interact so intimately with these women, Bai Qianshuang felt her jealousy simmering. At home, she could tolerate the others, but this—this was too much.
Ye Chuan glanced at Bai Qianshuang’s empty plate, then at the crumbs clinging to the corner of her lips, and couldn’t help but laugh.
"Alright, as you wish. Let’s eat." He patted the pink-clad woman’s hand. "You may leave for now. We’ll call if we need anything."
The three women nodded gracefully, murmuring, "Enjoy your meal, young masters," before gliding out, tossing one last flirtatious glance Ye Chuan’s way.
The moment the door closed, Bai Qianshuang released his arm, wiping her hands with a handkerchief as she muttered, "They were practically on top of you… Shameless."
"Just trying to make a living. Sick fathers, bedridden mothers, younger siblings to feed—broken lives," Ye Chuan sighed, taking a sip of wine. "If I don’t help, who will?"
"You come here often?" Bai Qianshuang asked.
"Of course not. This is my first time," Ye Chuan replied earnestly.
Bai Qianshuang: "..."
Then why are you so good at this?
"Those girls mentioned the Fengyu Sect’s Grand Elder came from the Donghua Divine Continent. He might know how to get back," Ye Chuan smoothly changed the subject.
"How do we even approach a Grand Elder of a major sect?" Bai Qianshuang frowned.
"Charge in and fight our way through?"
"..." Bai Qianshuang gave him a deadpan look.
According to the girl, the Fengyu Sect was one of the most powerful sects around. Even if they could take them on—why would they start a fight just to ask for directions?
Are you out of your mind?
"Now that we have a lead, there’s no need to rush. Let’s eat first." Ye Chuan gestured to the dishes. "The food’s quite good, isn’t it?"
Bai Qianshuang stared at her empty bowl, her ears tinged pink.
Coming to a place like this… just to stuff her face…
"Another bowl, please…"
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
