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The conversation of Lu Xian and the others, along with their increasingly distant footsteps, quickly disappeared from Ji Ziyue's ears after they turned a corner.

"aphrodisiac?"

Ji Ziyue caught the word from the faint, indistinct words, and her face turned ashen.

An ominous premonition welled up in her heart; she had a feeling that Lu Xian and the others were making this thing specifically for her.

However, she had no time to worry about any of that at the moment.

Ji Ziyue was extremely anxious. She hurriedly struggled to her feet and carefully pulled the "unconscious" Ye Fan into her arms, gently patting his cheeks and anxiously calling out to him:

"Hey, little brother, are you alright?"

Her voice was trembling with tears, filled with worry. In this strange place, Ye Fan was the only person she could rely on and trust for the time being.

"Waaaah~ Please don't die!"

Tears welled up in her eyes again, as if they would spill over at any moment.

Ji Ziyue was extremely anxious at this moment. She had many treasures on her that could help Ye Fan heal his injuries, but unfortunately, her divine power was sealed at the moment, and she was unable to take out those treasures at all.

Just when Ji Ziyue was filled with despair and felt isolated and helpless, Ye Fan took the opportunity to pretend to cough a few times with a pained expression.

"I...I'm not dead yet?" he murmured weakly, slowly opening his eyes with a look of confusion and helplessness, as if he had just walked through the gates of hell.

Seeing that Ye Fan had finally made a move, Ji Ziyue was overjoyed. Her eyes sparkled with surprise and excitement, and her tear-streaked face instantly blossomed into a relieved smile: "Little brother, you're not dead! That's wonderful!"

She held Ye Fan tightly, as if afraid that if she let go, Ye Fan would fall into a coma again or leave her.

Her voice trembled slightly with excitement, carrying the relief of surviving a disaster. In this isolated and helpless situation, she finally had someone to talk to and someone to rely on, which made her feel much more at ease.

"My name is Ye Fan. Fairy, could you please stop calling me little brother?" Ye Fan tilted his head slightly, looking at Ji Ziyue, his tone carrying a hint of pleading. At this moment, he was still immersed in the weak atmosphere he had created for himself.

"My name is Ji Ziyue." Ji Ziyue replied, her eyes full of concern. She gently brushed away the messy hair on Ye Fan's forehead and revealed a forced smile that was both bitter and amusing.

……

[Ye Fan: I'm starting to feel a little awkward pretending...]

[Zhang Chulan: Brother Ye, the book says that young girls are all for this kind of thing, so keep going.]

[Lu Xian: Don't get so carried away that you forget about the important matter.]

Ye Fan: ...

[Ye Fan: Were you guys secretly watching me make a fool of myself?]

[Xiao Yan: How could we possibly be those kinds of people?]

On the roof of a grand hall.

Three heads peeked out furtively, cautiously peering towards the pavilion in the distance, where two people were sitting on the ground, huddled together.

At this moment, Ye Fan was resting his head comfortably on Ji Ziyue's chest, his face showing a weak expression after being seriously injured. Ji Ziyue held him gently, without moving.

The two sat quietly by the pavilion, surrounded by birdsong and fragrant flowers. One looked like a stone sculpture, and the other also looked like a stone sculpture.

The scene appeared somewhat tranquil and peaceful.

If it weren't for the dense, clearly visible footprints on Ye Fan's clothes behind him, one could really feel a sense of peace and tranquility, as if the world's troubles were irrelevant to them.

"Ye Hei is really shameless!" Lu Xian couldn't help but mutter under his breath, glancing at Ye Fan in the distance with a hint of amusement in his eyes and a slight smile on his lips.

"What do you guys think? Wouldn't it be fun if we called Qin Yao over to watch this together?" Xiao Yan grinned and suggested enthusiastically. Just imagining Qin Yao's expression when she saw this scene made him think it would be very interesting.

"Let's not..."

Lu Xian hesitated for a moment. Although he also wanted to see that scene, the plan was more important at the moment.

"Don't cause any unnecessary trouble. If Qin Yao arrives and the situation gets out of control, affecting our plan to obtain the ancient scriptures and sacred arts from Ji Ziyue, then it will be a huge loss."

"What my godfather said makes sense!" Zhang Chulan nodded.

The three continued to lie prone on the roof of the main hall, watching intently from afar, occasionally criticizing and condemning Ye Hei's shameless behavior while enjoying the spectacle.

far away.

Ji Ziyue tenderly removed Ye Fan's clothes, and when she saw his back, she couldn't help but gasp.

Ye Fan's back was covered with dense bruises, one after another, of varying shades, looking like patches of lividity, a shocking sight.

In order to make the scene more realistic, Lu Xian and his two companions had shown no mercy and were really beating each other to death.

Ye Fan's pitiful appearance made Ji Ziyue's heart ache, and her eyes instantly reddened. She couldn't help but start crying again, and tears flowed down her face like small pearls.

"Don't cry, Ziyue, it's just a small injury... Ouch~"

Ye Fan gasped, his brows furrowing tightly, but he forced a smile, trying to appear relaxed, and said, "I'm tough, this little injury is nothing, as long as you're not hurt..."

"You've been beaten up like this, and you're still trying to act tough."

Ji Ziyue complained with heartache as she gently took the bottle of ointment Ye Fan handed her—the worst kind of ointment ever…

With red eyes, she carefully applied ointment to the bruises on Ye Fan's back.

What could have been solved with just two mouthfuls of divine spring water was complicated by Ye Fan.

He was grimacing and gasping for breath, feeling the soft little hands massaging his back, experiencing both pain and pleasure.

While racking her brains to figure out how to continue to deceive the young girl, this little moon of the Ji family clearly didn't have much social experience and didn't seem very smart.

Giving yourself some time to win him over shouldn't be difficult, but Lu Xian only gave him one day, which makes it challenging.

Every step from now on, every sweet word, must be carefully planned to deeply move her!

[Qilin: Immortal King, your lives are so exciting! Who are you tricking this time?]

[Lu Xian: ?]

[Lu Xian: What are you saying? Ice cream, what kind of talk is that?]

[Lu Xian: I was just planning out benefits for everyone in the group, how could you accuse me of scamming people!]

[Qilin: Hehe!]

[Lu Xian: No laughing!]

[Qilin: Waaah~ The Immortal King bullied me! I'm going to ask Xueqi to stand up for me!]

Lu Xueqi: ...

[Yan Lingji: Your Majesty, what kind of benefits are you talking about? Am I included? (Winks at me.jpg)]

[Shi Hao: Brother Lu, is this the Source from last time? That thing is amazing! The uncles all love it. Everyone's strength has increased a lot. An uncle who could only carry a cauldron of three or four thousand catties before can now carry a cauldron of six or seven thousand catties. Liu Shen seems to like this Source too. Our clan chief led us in a sacrificial ceremony and prayer, and we put the Source on the table. It was the first time Liu Shen was willing to eat.]

Lu Xian sent Shi Hao a personalized red envelope.

[Lu Xian: Here's another 6000 jin for you. 1000 jin for the little one to share in your village. The rest you can give to Goddess Liu. You can keep the snacks for yourself.]

Shi Hao received his exclusive red envelope.

[Shi Hao: Thank you, Brother Lu. Grandpa Chief Lu said we should reciprocate, so how about I give you some animal milk? It's delicious.]

Lu Xian's face twitched.

[Lu Xian: No need, Brother Lu doesn't drink milk, you can keep it for yourself.]

[Xiao Yan: Little Shi Hao, you don't understand. Your Brother Lu doesn't like drinking milk that's been squeezed, because it's not fresh. He prefers to hold the baby and drink fresh milk.]

[Lu Xueqi: @Lu Xian, teach him a lesson!]

Lu Xian, expressionless, kicked to the side, catching Xiao Yan off guard. Xiao Yan was kicked hard in the groin and flew off the roof of the hall with a scream...

[Lu Xian: I've already taught him a lesson!]

[Xiao Yan: I'm still injured.]

[Lu Xueqi: She can still talk, so I went easy on her.]

[Lu Xian: Shall we dislocate the arm, or the leg?]

[Xiao Yan: Sister Qi, you already know you were wrong, please let your brother off the hook!]

[Qilin: Hahaha! Xueqi is starting to show the boss-like aura of the group. With just a word, even the Immortal King has to obediently become her henchman.]

[Yan Ling Ji: Jealous, you're so pampered. (Evil grin.jpg)]

[Lu Xueqi: Sisters, please stop teasing me. @Lu Xian, what was the perk you promised before?]

[Lu Xian: If nothing unexpected happens, Ye Hei should be able to get us an ancient scripture, or at the very least, some sacred techniques and supernatural abilities.]

[Lu Xueqi: Is it very impressive? How does it compare to the All-Character Secret?]

[Lu Xian: That can't compare, but this family's sacred arts and supernatural abilities are quite unique. The Great Void Technique allows one to travel through the void, which is very useful for both escaping and chasing. The Void Great Handprint, the Heaven-Severing Finger, and so on are also top-tier offensive sacred arts with extraordinary power.]

[Lu Xian: Let me put it this way. If an ordinary cultivator at the Divine Bridge of Life Spring hadn't mastered any sacred arts or supernatural abilities, it might not be so easy for him to destroy a mountain. But after mastering these few sacred arts, he could easily destroy a large mountain, and the power of his offensive methods could be increased several times over.]

[Yan Ling Ji: That sounds amazing.]

[Lu Xian: It's alright. I mainly wanted his Great Void Technique. Whether he had other holy techniques or not didn't matter much. After all, it's only an Emperor-level technique, which is much weaker than the Immortal King technique from Liu Shen's side. It's a pity that Liu Shen is seriously injured and hasn't recovered her memories yet, otherwise we could have gone straight for it.]

[Shi Hao: I knew Liu Shen was the most powerful!]

[Zhang Chulan: Speaking of which, I haven't even mastered the All-Character Secret Technique yet. This Willow Goddess's Immortal King Technique must be even harder to learn.]

[Xiao Yan: +1.]

[Yan Ling Ji: +1.]

[Shi Hao: Is it that difficult? I've already learned it!]

Zhang Chulan: ...

[Xiao Yan: I'm not even as good as a little kid? Damn it, what if all sorts of supernatural powers and holy techniques are laid out in front of me in the future, and I can only stare blankly, unable to learn a single one?]

[Lu Xueqi: Calm your mind and spirit, forget yourself and the world around you; it shouldn't be difficult to grasp then, just take some time.]

[Lu Xian: So this is the true value of a Qingyun prodigy! She's so confident, no wonder she's my wife!]

[Lu Xueqi: Shut up! You may be shameless, but I still have my pride.]

Just as a group of people were having a great time chatting online, a notification sound suddenly rang out.

[All-Heavens Mutual Aid Chat Group: Recruiting new members is now open...]

There was a moment of silence in the group chat, then the atmosphere became even more heated, and even Ye Fan, who was focused on picking up girls, was distracted and popped up.

[Ye Fan: Holy crap, are we getting a new guy? What do you guys say?]

[Xiao Yan: Same old routine? Shall we put on a big show first?]

[Qilin: Like that stupid way you guys acted last time? Pfft~ I still laugh when I think about it.]

[Xiao Yan: What do you mean by "like an idiot"? Qi Lin, you're going a bit too far.]

[Qilin: Hehe!]

[Yan Ling Ji: She really does look like an idiot. (Smirking)]

[Lu Xueqi: Like an idiot +1.]

Xiao Yan: ...

[Zhang Chulan: Speaking of which, after today, I can be considered a veteran in this group, right? Will I be able to be mentioned in terms of seniority in the group from now on?]

[Shi Hao: Does that mean I can be considered an old person? Can my seniority be elevated?]

[Ye Fan: Forget about Xiao Zhang, he's at least a person. But Xiao Shi Hao, what are you dreaming about? You're not even fully grown yet, and you want to talk about seniority? Wait until you're weaned and past the age of needing help to pee before you come back to the group chat to discuss this.]

[Zhang Chulan: What do you mean by asking me how many people I am?]

[Shi Hao: The little one doesn't need anyone to hold him to pee! Don't talk nonsense!]

[Lu Xian: You guys are having a lot of fun.]

[Chat Group: Luo Feng from Swallowing the Stars, Lin Dong from Martial Universe, Li Xingyun from Bad Guys, join the group chat]

(After thinking about it, I'll add Li Xingyun instead; it'll be more interesting. It's the same if the Prince of Qi travels back in time and falls in love there.)

……

Jiangnan base city.

Yian District Detention Center, Cell No. 299.

Luo Feng, who was meditating with his palms facing upwards, attempting to cultivate his genetic energy, opened his eyes with some confusion: "Chat group?"

"This is my first time sensing genetic energy. What exactly did I sense?"

"Could this chat group be some kind of genetic energy?"

Luo Feng was dumbfounded. This was too outrageous!

……

The Great Yan Dynasty.

Today is the day of the Lin Clan Grand Competition in Lin City, Dayan County. As a result, the city is exceptionally lively. Countless powerful individuals and forces have flocked from all directions to watch the competition, making the flow of people in Lin City reach an alarming level.

A red light suddenly streaked across the sky, and the silhouette of a young man riding a tiger, covered in dust, could be vaguely seen. Lin Dong gazed into the distance at the Lin Clan's massive arena in the center of Lin City, which was ten thousand feet in diameter. In the center of the arena, figures could be seen fighting, and the stands on the side were bustling with noise. The number of spectators was probably in the hundreds of thousands, making for a very grand and exciting scene.

Lin Dong frowned slightly, his heart filled with surprise and doubt.

What surprised him was not the profound heritage of the Lin clan, but the chat group image that suddenly appeared in his mind. What was that thing?

……

Bianzhou City.

A man and a woman stood hand in hand beneath a wall that was at least twenty or thirty meters high, adorned with carved beams and painted rafters.

They had been cornered, and in front of them, hundreds of archers had drawn their bows and were ready to fire.

Li Xingyun pulled Ji Ruxue into his arms; they had nowhere left to retreat...

(End of this chapter)