As Long as You're Willing, We're Yours

Murong Qingrou and her sister had come to realize that when dealing with Chen Chang'an, it was best not to assert one's individuality—because if you did, he would outdo you in every way.

So when Chen Chang'an once again told them to rise, neither hesitated and immediately stood up.

Having obtained the fetal pearl, Chen Chang'an was in high spirits. After all, this time, the process hadn’t taken too long, nor had it been particularly troublesome.

"Sit down, no need to be so formal."

"Yes, Senior."

After the Murong sisters took their seats, they suddenly felt something was off—wasn’t this supposed to be their territory? How had Chen Chang'an so effortlessly taken over as the host?

"Both of you should be at the Supreme Realm, and your cultivation levels are deliberately suppressed to the same stage. So why did you two come all the way to this chaotic region and even become the city lords of No Return City?"

Chen Chang'an was a man of many virtues, but he was also hopelessly nosy. When it came to these twin sisters, he sensed there were plenty of stories to uncover.

"Since Senior knew our ancestor, you must be aware that our Murong family originally resided in the Central Heaven Domain, in the land of Wangchuan."

"Unfortunately, our ancestor was betrayed by vile schemers, and the Murong family was nearly wiped out. The surviving members had no choice but to flee Wangchuan. After wandering for years, we eventually settled in this chaotic region."

"No Return City wasn’t built by us—it was our father’s doing."

"Though this place is lawless, it’s an excellent training ground to nurture talent and strengthen our forces for the day we take revenge."

"But the chaotic region isn’t ruled by No Return City alone."

"The rise of No Return City drew the covetous eyes of other major powers. In the end, though our father repelled their joint assault, his injuries were beyond recovery."

"After that..."

As Murong Qingrou recounted the tale, Chen Chang'an gradually pieced together the full story.

Their father had died, but the outside world remained unaware. To prevent No Return City from collapsing, the two sisters took up the mantle of city lords.

The rumors that the city lord, Asura, possessed unfathomable strength—possibly even the power of an Emperor—were deliberately spread by Murong Qingwu through the Pleasure House. The goal was to instill fear in people’s hearts.

However, the other major factions in the chaotic region knew this was nothing but a farce. What they didn’t know was that the sisters’ father had already perished.

The battle from years ago had left them with lingering dread, which was why they hadn’t dared to move against No Return City all this time.

Moreover, No Return City had kept a low profile, and over time, the other factions lost interest.

The Medal Battlefield was a scheme devised by the sisters to attract and recruit talent.

Yet, despite the years passing, no one had ever earned a Violet Gold Medal—until Chen Chang'an arrived, reigniting their hopes.

They had thought they were dealing with a promising junior, only to discover he was older than their ancestors.

Even if Chen Chang'an hadn’t demanded to meet the city lord, they would have eventually revealed the truth to him.

"Senior, if you’re willing, from this day forward, No Return City is yours."

"Our request is simple—we only hope you can lead us sisters to avenge our Murong family."

City lord of No Return City?

Chen Chang'an had no interest in such a role. He wasn’t the type to stay rooted in one place.

"Being city lord isn’t for me. I’ll pass."

"Oh, and about the bet—shouldn’t we settle that first?"

"Even brothers must settle accounts clearly. Just because I knew your ancestor doesn’t mean I’ll let you off the hook," Chen Chang'an said with a laugh.

The bet?

The Murong sisters had completely forgotten about it. They had assumed Chen Chang'an would overlook the matter after meeting them—yet again, they had miscalculated.

"Senior, we truly don’t have a billion top-grade spirit stones."

"How about… how about we repay you with ourselves?"

Hmm? Repay with themselves? Payment in flesh?

These two women certainly had a cunning plan. By doing this, they could deepen their ties with Chen Chang'an, making it natural for him to assist them in the future.

Chen Chang'an studied them carefully. The usually bold and unrestrained innkeeper now wore an uncharacteristically shy expression.

"That’s quite the expensive pound of flesh."

Huh?

What kind of remark was that? A pound of flesh?

Murong Qingrou and her sister’s expressions darkened, torn between anger and frustration. Did Chen Chang'an have no concept of cherishing beauty?

Moreover, how could he remain completely unmoved?

Murong Qingrou firmly believed that she and her sister were undeniably stunning, both in figure and appearance.

Add to that the irresistible allure of twin sisters, and most men would be spellbound. So why was Chen Chang'an the exception?

"Enough, just return my capital, and let's consider the bet settled."

"Senior, are we sisters truly so lacking in your eyes?"

"For so many years, we two sisters have struggled to hold our ground in this City of No Return."

"If not for our gender, we wouldn’t have had to hide ourselves away, afraid to show our faces."

"We’ve truly done our best."

"You… really won’t help us?"

Murong Qingrou saw it clearly—Chen Chang'an wanted to avoid further entanglement with them, which was why he chose to nullify the bet.

"Those who can help you are none other than yourselves, not others."

"Why do you belittle yourselves for being women?"

"Strength knows no gender—it is measured by power alone."

"If your strength is sufficient, what does it matter if you’re women? Who in this world would dare look down on you then?"

"Even now, in this City of No Return, among so many men, how many are truly your match?"

"Don’t let your gender confine you."

"You are no lesser than anyone."

Chen Chang'an’s words struck deep into the hearts of Murong Qingrou and her sister.

For so long, they had resented their identity as women, believing that if they were men, they might have achieved more.

It had never occurred to them that true strength had nothing to do with gender—it was all about power!

At this moment, it was as if a veil had been lifted from their minds, and their very souls felt transformed.

"Hmm?"

"Did they just… break through?"

Chen Chang'an hadn’t expected his words to trigger a simultaneous breakthrough for the sisters.

Their cultivation had been stagnant at the third level of the Supreme Realm for so long, yet now, in an instant, they ascended to the fourth level.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior."

Their faces alight with excitement, their gratitude was now utterly sincere.

"No need to thank me. I merely spoke a few words."

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll return to the Joyous Tower now."

"Senior, there’s something I’ve been curious about."

Just as Chen Chang'an was about to leave, Murong Qingrou’s question gave him pause.

"What is it?"

"The cultivation test in the Medal Battlefield shouldn’t be wrong. Why did yours show the Transcendent Realm?"

"Has your strength reached such heights that you can freely control your realm, even evading detection by the test?"

Hearing this, Chen Chang'an chuckled.

"What if I told you… I really am only at the Transcendent Realm?"

"Senior, you… you must be joking."

"How could someone at the Transcendent Realm live so long or possess such overwhelming power?"

"But I truly am at the Transcendent Realm."

Seeing that Chen Chang'an wouldn’t elaborate, Murong Qingrou didn’t press further. After all, this was a private matter. Still, in her heart, she believed his true cultivation must be unfathomable—if not at the level of a Great Emperor, then surely at the peak of the Immortal Realm.

"Hmm?"

"Someone’s barged in?"