I and countless versions of myself simultaneously travel through time.

In the shared space, before the divine light had dissipated, a figure appeared out of thin air.

The figure was surrounded by colorful rays of light, its imposing aura like that of a Dao Ancestor descending to earth or a supreme god descending to the mortal realm.

Zombie Ye Yan subconsciously took a half step back, thinking to himself, "This guy is the real boss."

Then the glow faded.

Zombie Ye Yan saw the true face of the person who had come.

Wow.

It's true!

It's true!

Forehead…

They thought it was a supreme deity.

A talisman floated in mid-air.

"This world truly produces many outstanding individuals." The talisman spun lightly, and a human voice emerged, carrying three parts sigh and seven parts pride, "I thought I had reached the pinnacle, but I never imagined there were always higher levels to reach. At this moment, my spiritual essence is fully revealed, my talents are perfectly combined, and I have no regrets."

Zombie Ye Yan stared blankly at the talisman in the sky, then looked down at the ground—Ye Yan in women's clothing had a slightly disordered aura and her clothes were disheveled, as if she had just experienced a turbulent event.

"...Never mind." He took a deep breath, leaped up, and reached out to touch the talisman.

It has a warm and smooth texture, feels cool to the touch, and has an exquisitely delicate pattern.

"Come, let me examine it closely." He gently stroked it with his fingertips. "It's icy and translucent. It's actually a thousand-faceted body, and... it has already recognized a master?"

He leaned closer to examine it, and then made a slight attempt to sense it.

"Hmm, the aura is pure and clean."

At first, he felt that this thing was unusual and did not want to touch it. But now that he has touched it, it seems that it is not a problem.

What surprised him even more was that this thing was essentially a piece of equipment, equipment that someone had picked up and used in that world where spiritual energy had been restored.

The talisman transformed into human form, landed on the ground, and shrugged: "Don't think I'm disgusting. Actually, I can transform, and I even have attribute bonuses. Besides, it's just something fairies like to use; essentially, they don't have any physiological needs."

Zombie Ye Yan nodded. He had originally thought it was a poor thing that had been thrown away as a disposable item, but it turned out to be a weapon revived by modern spiritual energy.

However, since the weapon is quite special and can enhance its own power, it must be used by some people.

Lingfu Yeyan began to tell his story.

It was a typical world of spiritual revival, where the government intervened and established sects.

After the first great war of cultivation, the Immortal Era calendar was recalculated, ushering in an era similar to the Kunxu world in "What Kind of Immortal Can You Cultivate Without Money," where large capital monopolizes everything and controls the development of the entire world.

Lingfu Yeyan was picked up by a powerful female protagonist.

The female protagonist, who claimed to be a reincarnated person or a transmigrator, squatted by the roadside and said to the talisman, "Hey, do you want to become an immortal cultivator with me, Mr. Talisman?"

That scene was just like the intense, high-octane moment when Kurama and Naruto bumped fists.

Ling Fu Ye Yan wanted to shout "Ling Lama, cough!" but he couldn't.

Then he merged with the host and they stuck together.

From then on, I followed the female protagonist on the path of cultivation, starting the formulaic "pretentious" novel.

Every day, he watched his host take drugs, undergo surgery, and achieve top marks in exams, dominating all sorts of experts all the way from the No. 1 Middle School in the city.

This is only a three-day story.

Zombie Ye Yan was greatly shocked after hearing this.

"I thought you were similar to Duke's talisman," he said. "Turns out you're a gender-swapped version of Zhang Yu from 'What Can You Cook If You Have No Money?' Aren't you the same as Fu Ji? Both are star slaves, what a tragic couple."

Ling Fu Ye Yan was speechless: "No, isn't this person even more outrageous? He's playing it way more fancy than me. I'm just a natal weapon, it looks ordinary, but my stats are actually quite strong."

"really."

"really."

All three nodded.

The same panel provides an initial fate point, and with the initial binding, there are permanent and temporary life states.

Lingfu Ye Yan is the strongest Lingfu, and his talent is extraordinary.

Zombie Ye Yan suddenly realized: "I was wondering how I managed to learn all those difficult techniques so quickly. It turns out it was the effect of stacking similar talents. However, the laws of the world will have some limitations. It still depends on the same talent as the main one. After all, we transmigrated at the same time, and it all comes down to the 'same talent'."

"Look at my white stockings."

Ye Yan, dressed in women's clothing, put away her clothes and patted her white-stockinged thighs.

Both Ye Yan looked at him at the same time.

Ye Yan, dressed in women's clothing, said, "I'm just trying to survive; I have no other choice. Surviving was difficult enough in my previous life; I worked for several years and still didn't earn as much as I did as a self-media creator."

He couldn't help but hum softly as he thought of those deeds.

"But in this life, I was born as an exceptionally beautiful woman, extremely aloof. No one knows I'm actually a man yet. I'm truly remarkable."

He began to tell his story.

That was a standard mortal cultivation world.

Starting from a small mountain village, he joined a sect, but the sect was destroyed, and he was captured and taken to the Hehuan Sect to become a promising disciple.

After training, he became a top salesman, abandoning his male pride to accompany his female colleagues in collecting legal fees.

Who knew that the Hehuan Sect's techniques were extremely outrageous, capable of strengthening the body and sensitive areas.

His figure gradually became more graceful, and his past faded away.

As he practiced, his buttocks did indeed become more shapely, but the oregano became less and less noticeable.

Over the years, I've been online and heard countless late-night love stories, eventually rising from a top salesperson to a core inner disciple.

Although his cultivation level is not very high, only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, his mindset is already completely different.

She has fully awakened the "feminine" side within herself and now sees herself as a girl from the inside out.

In addition, the talent of spirit talismans is stacked...

"So you're not really gone down there, are you?" Lingfu Yeyan leaned closer and reached out to check.

Ye Yan, dressed in women's clothing, leaned against the wall of the space, her eyes languid, like a cat.

"Go ahead and touch me." His voice was so soft it could melt water. "I don't care anymore, since I'm a proper woman venturing into the world now."

As he spoke, he looked up and stared at the other person with a half-smile.

"And I also want to try out your attribute bonuses."

Ling Fu Ye Yan's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

Zombie Ye Yan silently took three steps back.

Ling Fu Ye Yan escorted him ahead.

Ye Yan, dressed in women's clothing, slowly sat up from the ground, her white silk stockings gleaming delicately in the light of the space.

He tilted his head, his eyes darting around, and a cryptic smile played on his lips.

"...I suddenly remembered I have something to do," said Zombie Ye Yan.

"Me too," Lingfu Yeyan echoed.

Ye Yan, dressed as a woman, chuckled softly.

"Why run? It's a trinity; you can run away from the monk but not the temple!"

In the shared space, the three Ye Yans looked at each other in bewilderment.

What the hell is going on here?

In the shared space, Lingfu Yeyan suddenly stood up straight, his expression solemn as if he were about to ascend to heaven.

He couldn't stand the weirdness here, so he logged off.

Zombie Ye Yan opened his eyes, lay on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling for a while.

He glanced at the Fate Point subconsciously.

Current Fate Points: 590

Okay.

He rolled over, and the image of Ye Yan in women's clothing flashed through his mind. Her figure was truly the best of the best.

The art style is just too abstract, making it hard to know where to even begin criticizing it.

He drifted off to sleep again.

In his dream, he transformed into a talisman, which was used by a fairy whose face he couldn't see.

The fairy clung to him, covering him completely. He tried to struggle, to cry for help, but found himself to be nothing more than a thin, helpless sheet of cloth…

He discovered that the fairy was holding a magical artifact, a purple heart, which had a hypnotic effect.

Ye Yan shuddered and woke up.

"Quack, I don't want to be a magic talisman!"

It was already bright outside the window.

He rubbed his face, trying to shake the bizarre dream out of his mind, and pushed open the door to go out.

Uncle Jiu was sitting in the courtyard reading a book, with a cup of tea beside him, looking as relaxed as a retired cadre.

Ye Yan walked over to greet him when Uncle Jiu looked up, his expression unusually complex.

"By the way, Ye Yan," Uncle Nine closed the book, "you should go and learn the Corpse Refining Technique from your martial uncle."

Ye Yan was taken aback: "Huh? Isn't that an evil technique? Master, didn't you forbid me from practicing it? And I'm practicing it quite well now..."

Uncle Nine sighed, his gaze drifting into the distance, as if trying to see through the fog of this era.

"Sigh, things are different now. Sometimes I think about it, how great is the power of a person's learning?" He patted the book in his hand. "Logically speaking, a technique at your level should be practicing righteousness. But..."

"I feel like the world has become very profound. No wonder the Qing Dynasty was defeated; we were incompetent—it's all about science. With such a strong talent, hurry up and guide your teacher on the road!"

Uncle Nine turned his head and looked intently at Ye Yan: "I still want to improve."

Ye Yan: "..."