I started by controlling his master, and the protagonist begged me to slow down my kicking.

What?!

Is it wrong to be alone with a woman?

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen froze on the spot.

It should be noted that the two people he was closest to in the Holy Land were both women.

Including Master Gong, who imparted knowledge and skills, and Senior Sister Mu, his childhood sweetheart!

He even promised to go to the cave to welcome Mu Yunxi when she emerged from seclusion three days later.

After that, the two of them went shopping together in the town at the foot of the mountain.

How can this be!

but.

Ye Chen also hesitated.

That's the legacy of a powerful being!

That's a Heavenly-level cultivation technique!

Having learned this technique, coupled with Master Fu's earnest guidance...

I'm sure I'll soon catch up with that once-renowned figure and reclaim my title as a genius!

It will be just around the corner for him to slap Cheng Ran and those guys who look down on him in the face!

Are we just going to stand by and watch this tradition be abandoned...?

Ye Chen was very conflicted.

He was so caught up in his internal struggle that he didn't even notice his fists were clenched tightly.

at the same time.

Images flashed before my eyes.

He was once a genius and enjoyed the praise and flattery of his clan.

Later, he became a useless person and was not understood by his clan; after arriving at the holy land, he was ridiculed by everyone.

Even because she was too weak, she, along with her master and senior sister, were criticized by some blind people.

He was unwilling to remain so incompetent!

That's it!

Ye Chen had made up his mind; he was going to learn this technique.

Master and my senior sisters will surely understand me!

not to mention!

It only takes a mere hundred days to master this technique!

Senior Sister Mu has been devoted to the pursuit of the Dao since childhood, and her master has remained single for seven hundred years. They are both women who are not close to the mortal world!

Are you worried that they'll be snatched away by someone else within a hundred days?

Ye Chen instantly lost all his worries:

"Senior, I accept your inheritance of this cultivation technique!"

"Oh? Are you sure?"

The authoritative voice carried a hint of amusement, as if questioning Ye Chen's resolve.

Ye Chen's gaze was resolute; he was not afraid of this "test" at all, and he arrived before the altar:

"My mind is made up, senior. If I cannot even abstain from women for a hundred days, how can I possibly cultivate the Great Dao!"

"Senior, please pass on this technique to me!"

Having said that, he was determined to succeed.

But the reply from that authoritative voice poured cold water on him.

"Young friend, I am delighted by your steadfast resolve; but you should know that you are not the only one who has discovered this inheritance."

I'm not the only one...

Ye Chen was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly turned around to look.

Cheng Ran was leaning against the wall, squinting at him.

It's that bastard Cheng Ran!

That scoundrel was silent for a moment, and I had completely forgotten that he was there!

But......

This site, in theory, was indeed discovered jointly by the two of them.

Strictly speaking, Cheng Ran, who was the first to enter, was the first to discover the inheritance!

"I'm so handsome, how could Junior Brother Ye ignore me?"

Cheng Ran shrugged.

His appearance could be described as extremely vulgar.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth in anger.

How can we just hand over the inheritance we finally obtained?

However, at that moment, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and seemed to have grasped the blind spot.

Concealing his anger, Ye Chen smiled instead.

"Cheng Ran, if I remember correctly, you just said that you didn't intend to accept this inheritance, right?"

"Yeah, so what?"

Cheng Ran twisted his neck; he truly didn't understand what Ye Chen was so happy about.

Ye Chen was unaware that Cheng Ran was secretly mocking him in his heart; he thought this was a sign that Cheng Ran was about to lose her temper.

He pointed at Cheng Ran, his words righteous and indignant, ready to deliver the final blow:

"Since you've already said you won't accept this inheritance, then you can no longer compete with me for this cultivation technique!"

"With our elders here as witnesses, going back on our word will bring retribution!"

Ye Chen spoke very quickly and with utmost sincerity.

After speaking, he even glanced at the scroll on the altar, as if asking for the help of the inheritor.

"..."

After a brief silence, Cheng Ran cleared his throat and said calmly:

"Junior Brother Ye, you're overthinking it. I have no intention of competing with you for this inheritance."

"I can't castrate myself, and I can't avoid being alone with women."

At this point, he turned to the scroll of inheritance in the center of the altar, bowed deeply, and made a gesture of respect:

"Senior, let my junior brother inherit this legacy!"

After hearing Cheng Ran's words, Ye Chen was completely dumbfounded.

No, is this Cheng Ran...?

How could that shameless scoundrel who fights for every penny of cultivation resources give up his inheritance to me?

Did I hear that right? Or did he finally have a change of heart?

What on earth is going on?!

After brainstorming for a long time, Ye Chen finally gave up thinking.

Forget it, forget it!

A gentleman judges by actions, not intentions. Since Cheng Ran relinquished the inheritance, we should assume he meant well!

"Tch, thanks."

Ye Chen bowed to Cheng Ran in a perfunctory manner.

In an attempt to leave a polite and good impression on seniors.

"Go and claim the legacy."

Cheng Ran smiled calmly, like a warm-hearted senior brother:

"This is something only heaven, earth, you, me, and our seniors know. I will absolutely not tell Master and Senior Sister."

Ye Chen nodded to Cheng Ran.

At this moment, he felt that Cheng Ran, that scoundrel, still had some integrity.

Maybe after being punished by his master for the last time he practiced sexual cultivation, he had a change of heart and wanted to be a good person?

Having thought this through, Ye Chen no longer hesitated.

He removed the scroll from the altar, wiped the dust off with his fingertips, and carefully placed it into his package.

It's like holding gold and silver jewelry, as if afraid of breaking it.

Reclaim the title of genius!

Just today!

Ye Chen wiped his nose, said nothing, bowed to Cheng Ran, and then turned and left the cave.

......

Cheng Ran finally smiled only after his figure disappeared from sight.

He was really exhausted from holding it in.

He's genuinely happy now.

If the chosen one is indifferent to women, what will happen to his beloved? And what will this yellow-haired traitor Cao Cao do?

Hehe, it's so hard to guess...

After all, he's my good junior brother, so of course I have to take good care of him.

However, this is a long-term perspective.

Cheng Ran silently bent down and took out the Best Actor, Siming.

He has some important matters to attend to at the moment.

He hadn't even tried the sword since acquiring it. Now that Ye Chen was gone, his master was discussing matters, and his senior sister was in seclusion.

Now no one will bother him.

Before playing with Ye Chen's women, he wanted to play with this guy's sword first:

"Siming, tell me, what makes you so powerful?"

"Master, there's much more to it than that. I was forged for the body of a true dragon, not only can I cut through iron like mud, but also because of the inherently lustful nature of dragons..."

......

......

The Primordial Holy Land, the Ancestral Court.

The clouds and mist are ethereal, and the air is filled with a mystical atmosphere.

The palaces are magnificent, with jade towers and pavilions.

Legend has it that this was the palace where the two ancestors who founded the primordial holy land resided.

They are respectively the Sword Emperor and the Human Emperor.

Since those two ancestors ascended to the upper realm, no one has lived here anymore.

In fact, only a handful of the highest-ranking people in the holy land are allowed to visit this place.

This includes Lu Shixue, the Palace Master of the Goddess Palace, and Gong Yueli, the Peak Master of the Sword Inquiry Peak.

These two peerless beauties are now the leaders of the Primordial Holy Land.

Having recovered her cultivation, Gong Yueli moved swiftly and gracefully, her posture upright and elegant, like a sword standing proudly amidst frost and snow.

"Sister Lu, what is the matter that you summoned Yue Li to the ancestral temple today?"

Lu Shixue, on the other hand, wore a light blue Taoist dress, her clothes fluttering in the wind, and she was equally beautiful, otherworldly.

"It's a fragment left behind by the Sword Emperor."

She spoke calmly, then led Gong Yueli into the ancestral hall.

In the center of the main hall, there is a bronze fragment enshrined on which are engraved obscure and incomprehensible characters, densely packed and gleaming with a bluish light.

Lu Shixue approached the fragment, stroked the characters on it, and frowned slightly as she said:

"Legend has it that after the Sword Emperor ascended to heaven, this fragment has not shown any unusual activity for thousands of years. But now it is faintly emitting spiritual power. I think this may be an enlightenment."

Upon hearing this, Gong Yueli rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a moment before calmly saying:

"Is the inspiration... related to the sword left behind by the Sword Emperor?"

Lu Shixue naturally knew what kind of sword Gong Yueli was referring to. Legend has it that it was a dragon-scale divine sword left behind by the Sword Emperor before he ascended to the Upper Realm.

Swordsmanship emphasizes inheritance, and everyone knows that the Sword Emperor hoped that his descendants would inherit this divine sword.

"I know nothing about this either."

Lu Shixue shook her head. Even she couldn't fathom the Sword Emperor's thoughts through the meager amount of spiritual energy that leaked out.

However, at this very moment...

On the bronze fragment, the characters that shone with a bluish light suddenly flickered.

In the blink of an eye, those characters transformed into real forms, leaping out of the fragments and projecting onto the sky above the ancestral hall.

After a series of bizarre and fantastical transformations, it actually turned into a scroll.

Countless scenes flashed by on this scroll, as if recording all the fleeting changes in the world of China.

But as the silhouettes continued to pass by, the final image gradually froze.

The image was fixed on a handsome young man with an extraordinary bearing.

He was in a dark room, brandishing an ancient sword.

"Is it that wicked disciple?"

Gong Yueli's expression remained cold and frosty, but her heart was far from calm.