Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

You stand before Yu Ji's pavilion, gazing at the cherry blossoms fluttering in the air.

He thought to himself.

[Inner demons?]

Then he looked around.

"Where's my 2.5 brother?"

You suddenly realize that it seems like you haven't seen your 2.5 brother in quite a while.

[Ever since the day Shang Qingdai bestowed upon his younger self the opportunity to inherit her destiny, he leaped onto the roof and left.]

Come see Yu Ji in three days and three nights.

Where did this guy go?

You're not worried about his safety? If you really get involved, it's others who should be fearing it.

But you're afraid this thing might cause some trouble.

To prevent his inner demons from being exposed, you forbade him from using their methods.

[He strolled away from the small courtyard in front of the attic.]

Gong Si, in her magnificent palace dress, stood stunned before the bridge.

Her naturally beautiful face, filtered through an oil painting, now seems faded, turning into black and white.

Hearing footsteps, her gaze shifted blankly, her unfocused eyes landing on you.

"Daozi... Uncle-Master? Executive Vice Sect Master?"

Her cherry-red lips parted slightly, her tone complex.

[You have clearly received Yu Ji's message and understand the change in your status.]

"No need for such formalities."

You smiled with a reserved air.

"When we're alone, let's just address each other as we always do, and be casual with each other."

Gong Si was still not in the mood to follow her master's orders.

[I simply can't believe that the Daoist disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion has actually joined the Holy Sect?]

[And he even became my senior uncle, serving as the executive vice sect leader?]

If this news gets out, I'm afraid all the major powers in the world will consider it a rumor, right?

Because it's just too fake.

[Even spreading rumors wouldn't go to such an outrageous way.]

You walked onto the bridge, and Gong Si followed behind you, her gaze fixed on your back as your black robe fluttered in the wind.

[It reveals a deep-seated doubt.]

Could it be that the Celestial Master's Mansion possesses some extraordinary means, plotting against the Holy Sect, and has sent this Daoist disciple to undermine it from within?

Her thoughts began to wander freely.

Because all sorts of outrageous speculations seem more plausible than previously heard facts.

On the grand road where chaos reigns throughout history.

Whether they were disciples of the Holy Sect or academics coming for exchange.

They all witnessed the bizarre scene.

[Gong Si, the most outstanding successor in the history of the Demonic Sect, whose whereabouts are always mysterious and elusive.]

[He actually followed closely behind the young man.]

Speculation began to circulate widely, becoming increasingly rampant.

[Some speculate that you are a hidden prodigy of the Holy Sect, secretly nurtured for many years, and today you finally venture into the world.]

[Some also believe you are an old monster of the Holy Sect, seemingly young, but actually of the same generation as Yu Ji.]

Various rumors and gossip spread.

[This has become the hottest topic in the chaotic world of Spring and Autumn.]

No one could have imagined that you would be a disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion, a direct disciple of the Celestial Master.

[Leaving the chaotic Spring and Autumn period, you head towards the inn where you'll be staying.]

[Seeing that Gong Si still followed him faithfully.]

[He stopped and turned around.]

Gong Si, lost in thought, took a step and almost bumped her head into your arms.

A strange, instinctive force field emanated, allowing him to regain control of his body.

[When you're close enough to have a height difference, make her look up at your face.]

Her eyes were filled with confusion, and she tilted her head.

Your heartstrings were touched, if not for your natural posture and movements.

You even suspect this guy might be trying to act cute.

An absolutely unwavering will descends.

Your smile is poised and serene.

"Miss Gong Si, is there something else you need from me?"

【"ha?"】

Gong Si parted her red lips slightly, exhaling a fragrant breath, and shook her head.

"No."

"Then why are you following me?"

"My master sent me along; what are your orders?"

"That's all for now, Miss Gong Si, please make yourself at home."

After you finished speaking, you turned and left, disappearing like a strange, fantastical ink stain, tracing an unpredictable path.

Only Gong Si stood quietly in the middle of the wide street.

Still spacing out.

It seems unlikely that a restart will be possible anytime soon.

In the blink of an eye, you're back at the inn where you've been staying.

The young girl, Shang Qingdai, who had gained control during the day, was not researching the divination arts she was obsessed with.

Instead, I walked out of the corridor and waited for your return.

She also received a message from her master.

[She learned that this man, who claimed to be her husband in name only, but was in reality her husband, had undergone an absurdly significant change in status.]

[Even more baffling than the divination texts in my hand.]

"Are you a disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion?"

Upon seeing your figure, as dark as ink, gradually taking shape, she immediately pressed for details.

"Genuine, guaranteed."

"Then will you join the Holy Sect and become the Executive Vice Sect Master, or will you... become my Martial Uncle?"

Suddenly, she seemed to realize something.

A blush inexplicably rose to her face, a forbidden feeling stirring within her, causing her to tremble involuntarily.

You haven't even considered this aspect yet.

[I couldn't help but wonder, how could my ex-wife, in her younger years, possess characteristics similar to her master?]

[He frequently displays this indescribable, subtle expression.]

You seem more concerned about your brother, 2.5, whom you've forgotten for some time.

Have you seen my black cat?

[As he questioned, his spiritual energy spread, enveloping the surroundings, while his Mirror-Broken Eyes peered through.]

[Brother 2.5 is not nearby. Rely on the traces you've detected, and the inexplicable feelings you have as the host of the inner demon.]

[Ignoring Shang Qingdai, who was lost in her own thoughts and unable to extricate herself.]

[Following the trail, drifting and flying.]

[A moment later, you arrive at the administrative area of ​​Yangzhou City, the seat of the prefectural government and the core of power in the entire city.]

[The 2.5-year-old brother quietly squatted on the outskirts of the magnificent state capital complex.]

[He tilted his head, observing something.]

【"What are you doing."】

You appeared silently beside him.

Xu Kun didn't turn his head, his eyes filled with a sinister light.

"Meow~ I'm tracking Chen Chaomang."

"Chen Chaowang?"

You sit down on the eaves beside him, the surrounding light and shadow distorting, obscuring your figure.

Xu Kun wagged his tail and meowed.

"What did you figure out?"

"Meow~ No."

Upon hearing this, you angrily raised your hand and slapped him on the head.

"I didn't notice you and I pretending to be so profound."

Xu Kun shook his head.

"Meow~ The biggest discovery is that we didn't find it."

You smiled irritably, and just as you were about to give him another slap, you suddenly looked up.

[Looking towards the magnificent and solemn prefectural capital.]

The buildings of each department are divided by area, ultimately clustering around the governor's mansion at the center.

That was the place where Chen Chaomang, the governor of Yangzhou, conducted his administrative work and lived in his daily life.

There were no extraordinary phenomena, no hidden masters, and no particular destiny or fate.

"He has no cultivation whatsoever?"

"Meow~ That's right."

Xu Kun proudly raised his head.

This is his discovery.