Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

You forgot, didn’t you? I’ll never forget. After all, I’m planning to utterly destroy them at the right time, as revenge for your father... Yuchi didn’t say it directly, instead he joked with a smile to change the subject: "Miss Xun, what do you think of the Ascension Gate?"

Xun Xian: "A treasure trove! Absolutely enchanting!"

Yuchi: "..."

Xun Xian quickly added awkwardly, "Sorry, I accidentally spoke the truth there. Anyway, the Ascension Gate is a really powerful sect, and the abundance of Spiritual Qi inside is truly overwhelming. I’ve never seen such an abundance of Spiritual Qi, it’s simply astonishing!"

"Not to mention your disciples, each one stronger than the last, and there are even people at the Spirit Storage Stage. I don’t even know how to write ’Spirit Storage Stage’, and I never imagined in my life I’d be able to talk to someone from the Spirit Storage Stage."

"Lastly, you’re the Sect Leader of the Ascension Gate, which I never expected. Even now, when it’s mentioned, I’m quite amazed. Funny how you pretend so convincingly, clearly able to go to Xufu Town and Jiangzhou City alone, yet you asked me to take you there."

Xun Xian felt slightly baffled but wasn’t upset, after all, Yuchi meant no harm and didn’t deceive her; he was merely guarding a secret, which wasn’t unreasonable.

"So, are you coming to the Ascension Gate?"

"If you become my disciple, I can provide you with elixirs and cultivation techniques."

"You have decent talent and could become a formidable Cultivator, eventually reaching the Golden Core Stage."

Yuchi was quite happy with the praise.

Taking the opportunity, he extended an olive branch towards Xun Xian. However, realistically, getting Xun Xian to join the sect for cultivation seemed unlikely, given her strong personality and current lifestyle which she wouldn’t easily abandon.

Yuchi’s guess was accurate.

Xun Xian picked up a chicken drumstick and took a delicious bite: "I’ll pass. I prefer my current lifestyle, carefree and relaxed. If I join a sect to cultivate, I’d hardly have time to eat, which is a fatal blow for me."

As expected.

Yuchi nodded, smiling at Xun Xian, "No problem, but you can still get elixirs from Yuan’Er and the others. You’re considered an Imperial Guard of the Immortal Robe Pavilion, so there’ll be plenty of elixirs. It would be embarrassing otherwise, after all the help you’ve given."

Xun Xian chuckled, "Don’t worry, I’ll not shy away. You’re the Great Sect Leader of the Ascension Gate after all; if people in Jiangzhou City knew, who knows how many would kneel outright."

"Why should I be polite with you?"

"Getting something for free is delightful, getting it forever is even more delightful."

While laughing and chatting with Yuchi, the sleepy-eyed Yuan’Er appeared at the stairway.

Yuan’Er wore a white silk dress with a lamb wool shawl, her figure reminiscent of a daughter of Nuwa, making Yuchi’s eyes blaze.

Seeing Xun Xian talking to Yuchi, Yuan’Er drowsily said, "Brother Yuchi, it’s late. Time to rest. Let’s go together."

Wiping his nosebleed, Yuchi was full of questions.

...

The next day.

When Yuchi woke up, he felt something pressing on his arm. Looking to his right, he found Yuan’Er sleeping soundly, her silky hair cascading over her cheek, using his arm as a pillow.

No choice.

Carefully, he lifted his right arm. Just as he was about to get up, he glanced to his left, his left arm was also pinned down.

Looking again, what on earth, when did this happen? Jiunuan was also beside him, her pretty face smiling even in sleep, biting her lip, clearly dreaming.

Well then.

When did this happen? He had no idea. Last night, he slept like a dead pig.

After retrieving his arm from Jiunuan’s laziness, he cautiously got off the bed, feeling guilty for some unknown reason.

"I vaguely remember following Yuan’Er to her room, recently being quite exhausted from running around, then simply falling asleep."

"Nothing happened, really."

"Good heavens, Yuchi, how can you be so fuzzy about something like this?!"

Chiding himself, Yuchi dressed, sniffed his feet to ensure they weren’t smelly. With that assurance, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just like his previous life, visiting a girlfriend’s home for the first time and clogging their toilet, one might have wanted to die.