The Allure of the Immortal Body, Yu Wan'er's Passionate Speech

After hearing Chi Nai's words, Jiang Che's lips twitched involuntarily.

What kind of bizarre race was this?

No wonder her father alone could father tens of thousands of descendants—there was actually such a thing?

But now that things had come to this, even knowing about Chi Nai's race's unique traits, he had no choice but to brace himself and proceed.

"Miss Chi Nai, are you really prepared to bear my child?"

Jiang Che deliberately asked.

The young girl was instantly stunned.

This was moving way too fast, wasn’t it?

She had only met Jiang Che a few times, and just moments ago, she had been trying to kill him. Now she was supposed to have his child?

"No, I don’t want to bear your child,"

Chi Nai replied with utmost seriousness.

But here was the problem—she had already agreed to become Jiang Che’s woman, yet the innate traits of the Crimson Flame Gold Python race demanded that she produce offspring...

"Don’t worry, it’s fine. I’m an all-around capable existence, you can rest assured!"

Jiang Che slowly picked Chi Nai up. Earlier, she had eaten a bowl of his snake soup—now it was his turn to savor the taste of snake soup himself.

...

"Achoo!" Yu Wan'er suddenly sneezed.

"Wan'er, what’s wrong? Are you sick?" Ye Mengyao glanced sideways at her best friend.

Ever since learning that she was the reincarnation of the Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal and resolutely committing to the path of emotional detachment, Ye Mengyao had grown much more composed. Her state of mind had undergone a complete transformation.

Now, she spent her days cultivating the "Supreme Forgetfulness Scripture," her cultivation advancing rapidly while her emotions gradually dulled. She had become somewhat aloof and indifferent.

Yet beneath her cold exterior, she still cherished her deepest affections—this was the true essence of her chosen path: to forget emotions, but not to sever them entirely.

"Ah? Oh... it’s nothing."

Yu Wan'er averted her gaze guiltily. She absolutely couldn’t let anyone know she had secretly introduced another potential lover to Jiang Che.

She’d be beaten to death by the other girls!

"Yu Wan'er!!! Did you sneakily introduce another woman to Jiang Che again?" A furious voice rang out.

A twin-tailed girl in a black Lolita dress stormed over, glaring at Yu Wan'er indignantly.

Standing half a head taller than Yu Wan'er—who else could it be but Xiao Wanwan?

"Huh??? No! I didn’t! Don’t accuse me!"

Yu Wan'er immediately denied it with a triple shake of her hands.

"Don’t even try to lie! I saw it all... that girl named Chi Nai. You scheming little fox, now you’re even recruiting your own underlings? You’ve got no bottom line when it comes to fighting for favor!" Xiao Wanwan snapped.

She had noticed that Yu Wan'er was starting to lose some of Jiang Che’s attention lately—if she didn’t seize this opportunity now, when would she?

As a fellow tsundere loli, she had long held a grudge against Yu Wan'er.

This girl was too good at bewitching men, wrapping Jiang Che around her finger so tightly that the three sisters combined could barely keep up.

Yu Wan'er narrowed her eyes. Many of the other girls had already gathered around—though most were just here for the show. Especially Huangdoufen, the catgirl, who couldn’t care less about petty squabbles over affection. A cat treat was far more appealing.

"That Chi Nai originally planned to use me as leverage to assassinate Jiang Che, but luckily I saw through it... You can guess what happened next, right?"

"Her looks are quite good, and given Jiang Che’s personality, he’d never harm a flower—he’d turn enemies into friends!"

Cough—friends indeed. What kind of friend? A girlfriend, of course!

Yu Wan'er didn’t bother denying it further. Xiao Wanwan must have seen something, so there was no point in lying.

"Xiao Wanwan, why are you coming after me? Why don’t you go confront Jiang Che instead? Or are you too scared?" Yu Wan'er regained the upper hand.

"You—ugh!" Xiao Wanwan was fuming, her sore spot poked.

Her older and younger sisters were both Jiang Che’s mindless followers—they wouldn’t tolerate a single bad word about him. She didn’t dare go after him alone.

Unlike Yu Wan'er, whose feet had already grown to size 39, Xiao Wanwan and her sisters were still stuck in size 35 shoes.

Pushing her luck came with consequences—ones she still shuddered to recall.

"Xiao Wanwan, now that cultivators in the mortal realm can access the Nine Heavens’ network, you must have seen the looks of the girls on the Nine Heavens Beauty Ranking. Given Jiang Che’s... appetites, every single one of them will be our rivals in the future!"

"What we should be doing now isn’t fighting among ourselves, but cultivating harder to improve! Of course... I believe none of us sisters are any less beautiful than those celestial maidens. But have you noticed? Their physiques, their auras—they’re on a whole other level."

Yu Wan'er launched into an impassioned speech.

"Those immortals have high cultivation bases, innate buffs, and the elegance that comes with wisdom—the same goes for cultivation. With great power comes greater presence. We’re not inferior to them in any way!"

She pulled Ye Mengyao over. "Sisters, look at Mengyao-jie. She used to be a ditzy young lady, but now? After walking the path of forgetfulness, her aura has completely transformed—she’s practically a celestial maiden already. Just look at that silvery-white hair, so cold and noble..."

Ye Mengyao: "......"

Thanks for that. So in your eyes, I was just a ditzy young lady before? How flattering.

"So, sisters, the right path is to focus on improving our cultivation. Of course... Jiang Che is all-powerful. We can cling to him and make him spill some coins—exchange for celestial physiques or something."

Yu Wan'er flashed her cute little fangs.

All the girls in the harem knew about Jiang Che’s ability to enhance physiques.

After all, Chen Ningshuang had gained an immortal body after surviving a tribulation, and Shen Yu too...

"Wan'er-mei, isn’t that a bit... improper?" Qin Qiaoqiao frowned.

"What’s improper about it? Haven’t we suffered enough? After all the hardship we’ve endured... can’t he spare some coins?" Yu Wan'er crossed her arms.

She had always been a shrewd opportunist—back when she was Ye Mengyao’s best friend, she had milked plenty of benefits. Now that she was Jiang Che’s woman, she was simply staying true to form.

"Sisters, think carefully. We don’t have powerful backgrounds or connections. The only one we can rely on is Jiang Che. Stop dreaming about suddenly awakening genius talent through sheer willpower and surpassing those celestial maidens..."

"This is reality. We could cultivate diligently for ten thousand years and still not match a celestial physique’s progress in a single year. Let’s work hard together—before we ascend to the Nine Heavens, every one of us should have an immortal body. Then we won’t have to fear those so-called goddesses."

"I'll set an example for my sisters—I'll make Jiang Che cough up his riches within half a month!"

Yu Wan'er's words struck a chord with the girls.

Truth be told, immortal physiques weren’t the real focus here—what mattered was Jiang Che!

If not for the resurgence of spiritual energy, with everyone destined to live only a century before passing peacefully, they’d probably all have given up and competed to bear Jiang Che’s children. But now, things were different!

In short, it all boiled down to one thing: they were desperate to level up!