Infiltrating the righteous path? Just another place to be a sycophant.

So how can one ensure the quantity and quality of love letters without being moved by their own words, so that everyone can know the depth of their feelings for Zhao Mengyuan?

So he thought of ancient poems.

As a time traveler, is it difficult to write a few ancient poems each time?

It can accomplish the task, ensure quality, and shape a persona—a win-win-win situation. Isn't that wonderful?

However, it seems that Zhao Mengyuan doesn't like these poems. But Lu An is also a little surprised that this witch would read his love letters at this time.

He remembered his two maids saying that she never read his love letters, and if she did, she would just open them and then forget about them when she had something else to do.

Why did you take it apart today? Did the sun rise in the west, or did the moon rise in the west?

Regardless, he won't be writing anymore; after all, his life is more important.

Even if Zhao Mengyuan really killed him, his cheap master wouldn't avenge him.

As long as the goal is achieved, that's fine. Since I'm not writing or playing the flute anymore, I might as well slack off.

Then, I can spread the word about what happened today to a few people, and portray myself as someone who is heartbroken and unable to win someone's heart. That way, I can perfectly lie down and give up.

One of life's greatest joys is to lie down and give up!

I'm not playing the flute anymore, and I'm not writing love letters anymore. I'll lie down for a few months and figure things out later!

…………

A few months later.

"Xia Wan, Zi Yue, have you received any letters lately?"

"Yes, this is for the sect leader, this is for the vice sect leader... and also for Elder Zhu, Elder Li, and Steward Qian..."

"Besides these, what else?"

"These are letters from the front lines regarding the latest movements of the Righteous Path Alliance, as well as letters from the Demon Slayer Sect, the Joyful Union Sect, and even the Night Shadow Sect..."

"Anything else...?"

"That's all, Your Highness. That's all we have."

The two replied in unison, and Zhao Mengyuan's face darkened noticeably upon hearing the news.

"His Highness doesn't seem to be in good spirits."

"It's not just a 'seem,' it's obviously true..."

Xia Wan and Zi Yue stood aside and whispered to each other.

"Lu An, have you received any letters recently?"

As soon as Zhao Mengyuan said those words, the two of them immediately understood everything.

It turns out that Senior Brother Lu hasn't written a love letter in so long that it has actually made Her Highness the Holy Maiden start to think about it.

"Sorry, no, Senior Brother Lu, you've probably been very busy lately."

The two hurriedly explained.

"Hmph, good that it's not there. If it were, I'd still want to chop him up!"

The two were stunned by what Zhao Mengyuan said, their faces full of confusion.

What? They're going to kill Senior Brother Lu? Did Senior Brother Lu offend His Highness by writing a love letter?

Senior Brother Lu's love letters were very well written, weren't they? And they even copied them and sold them, earning quite a bit of spirit stones.

Zhao Mengyuan was unaware that Lu An's love poem, thanks to the machinations of these two thieves, had already spread to every corner of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

As a result, Lu An's character was further elevated.

So Zhao Mengyuan stopped asking, but several days later, the same question came out of Zhao Mengyuan's mouth again.

"Has Lu An been sending me any spam emails lately?"

"No... Your Highness."

"Hmm, that's good..."

"Has Lu An made any moves lately?"

"No, Senior Brother Lu hasn't played the flute for several months."

"Okay, I understand. That's good..."

After a few days of this questioning, the two of them couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Is this Holy Maiden thinking about Lu An, or is she wary of him?

And what's wrong with Senior Brother Lu? Why has he stopped writing letters and playing the flute? What happened?!

Thinking of this, the two of them felt a surge of gossip and wanted to ask, but they didn't dare.

After all, neither Zhao Mengyuan nor Senior Brother Lu are people they can interfere with.

So the two of them could only suppress their curiosity and numbly accept Zhao Mengyuan's greetings every few days.

"Your Highness, there's nothing there..."

"Still no... I'm sorry, Your Highness."

The two replied listlessly; they had lost count of how many times Zhao Mengyuan had greeted them today.

Time, surprisingly, did not diminish her concern; on the contrary, it made her ask about it more and more frequently.

"Lu An, where have you been lately?" Zhao Mengyuan asked in a casual tone.

"I heard that Senior Brother Lu has been playing the flute on the back mountain of the Heavenly Demon Sect lately," Xia Wan replied after a moment's thought.

"Okay, I'll go find him..."

"!?!" The two of them looked surprised.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to settle some scores with him."

Chapter Four: There are many talented people here

On the back mountain of the Heavenly Demon Sect, a melodious flute melody drifted from the forest. The soothing and calming sound seemed to wash away all the world's troubles and anxieties.

The power of habit is terrifying. Although he no longer plays the flute in the secluded bamboo forest next to that violent woman Zhao Mengyuan, he has found a new place to play the flute and has gained quite a few new audiences.

You're really into bragging, buddy.

"I've long heard that Senior Brother Lu plays the flute beautifully, and after listening to him today, I can confirm that it's true."

"Yes, Senior Brother Lu's flute playing is truly delightful!"

Everyone looked at Lu An, who was standing on the rock playing the flute, their faces filled with intoxication and fascination.

"Didn't Senior Brother Lu like to play the flute by the secluded bamboo forest? Why has he been playing it here lately?"

"I heard that she was driven away by Her Highness the Holy Maiden, but I don't know the specifics."

"Sigh, even with all the beautiful love poems he writes, Senior Brother Lu can't move her. He really is an iceberg."

"Love poems? Senior Brother Lu's love poems?"

"Yes, it's already spread, didn't you know? It's very well written!"

The crowd discussed everything about Lu An, including his love poems, but Lu An remained completely unconcerned.

Although he didn't know who had spread those poems, Lu An knew that it added a touch of artistic flair to his tragic lover persona.

These letters precisely demonstrate that he is not the kind of clingy, sycophantic sycophant; those letters alone are enough to portray him as a cultured and thoughtful sycophant.

There are many kinds of "simps," but the true essence of being a simp lies in how well you highlight your own persona.

Emperor Fei's bland and unoriginal flattery is clearly not going to work.

In the end, they didn't even have a sheep left for the pitiful Emperor Fei.

Just as everyone was enjoying Lu An playing the flute, a woman dressed in a deep red robe quietly appeared behind Lu An.

Upon seeing this, the disciples' expressions changed drastically, and some even ran away.

However, Lu An was still oblivious to what was wrong and remained immersed in his own world.

This is troublesome. I can't get into this style. I'll just keep making things up, since they won't understand anyway.

The song ended, but no one applauded.

That shouldn't be the case. Weren't these guys usually so enthusiastic?

Lu An opened his eyes in confusion and found that the place, which had been packed with people just moments before, was now completely empty.

Only a few people remained in the distance, hiding behind rocks or trees, seemingly watching something.

For some reason, Lu An felt a chill run down his spine, so he turned around and saw that familiar face.

"Senior...Senior Sister...No, Your Highness..."

I originally wanted to address her as my senior sister, but considering that we weren't exactly close as senior and junior siblings, I decided to call her Your Highness instead.

"Call me Senior Sister, Junior Brother Lu. Are you playing the flute here now?"

"Yes, there are many talented people here... no, there are many people, and everyone loves to listen."

Lu An was stunned for a moment, not expecting her to actually ask him to call her senior sister and to address him as junior brother.

Although he seemed to have called him that before, it had been so long that he couldn't quite remember.

But is this a case of the sun rising in the west?

"Why not go back and play that tune?"

"Didn't His Highness say last time that if I kept bragging, he would chop me in half with a single stroke?"

"What do I say that you obey so readily?" Zhao Mengyuan raised an eyebrow.

"Shouldn't I have listened to my senior sister?" Lu An asked, puzzled.

So I have to go back? That's strange. Haven't they always treated me like I'm invisible?

Upon hearing this, Zhao Mengyuan was speechless for a moment.

Yes, isn't that what she said herself?

"Then I'll ask you to go back and play it now, will you listen?"

"Do not listen."

"Why?"

Without answering Zhao Mengyuan, Lu An pointed to the area below the stone he was standing on.

Zhao Mengyuan looked down and found that it was a plate filled with spirit stones of various sizes and colors.

"You... you got a tip?" Zhao Mengyuan's eyes widened; she had never seen anything like this before.

"Yeah, I just realized that I can actually get spirit stones as a reward for bragging here," Lu An said embarrassedly.

He originally just wanted to change the location to check in, but he was gradually discovered. He was thinking of letting people hear about it, but then people started throwing spirit stones at him.

Why did they give him spirit stones? That's right, it's because they've listened to too many songs and started requesting them.

"Senior Brother Lu, the next piece is 'The Phoenix Seeks Its Mate,' and this is made with top-quality spirit stones!"

"Senior Brother Lu, play that cheerful tune from last time! I'll give you a spirit stone!"

And this song is the one that everyone loved to listen to before they traveled through time.

Love...has not yet arrived...and suddenly the world changes...

It's a crossover, no nominations allowed! Just keep that in mind!

"So, you've settled down here?" Zhao Mengyuan asked, her face darkening.

“Yes, you get spirit stones for playing music. Isn’t cultivation also about resources?” Lu An scratched his head and smiled憨厚ly.

After playing solos for so long, shouldn't you start to recoup your losses by now?

Thank you so much to everyone who made the list! Thank you so much!

Especially those female demon cultivators, you have so many spirit stones, including some from sycophants who gave them to him as rewards.

I'm really sorry, but I never expected that as the strongest sycophant of the Heavenly Demon Sect, I would actually make money off all of you sycophants.