I Have an Omen System

"Don’t think too much. I’m not Xiao Qi Wu."

Shen Xiyue’s eyes were downcast, her expression holding the same detachment and faint sorrow as Xiao Qi Wu’s before.

"Of course, I am not Shen Yuling either... You can call me by my new name, Shen Xiyue."

"I’ll take responsibility for you," Shen Xiyue said.

Qin Xuan was speechless. "..."

’Shouldn’t I be the one saying that?’

He looked Shen Xiyue up and down, discovering that her appearance was still that of Shen Yuling, and her cultivation was still at the First-Layer Foundation Establishment.

Her aura was simply colder and more otherworldly.

A wave of relief washed over Qin Xuan.

’So it’s not the rebirth of a Golden Core True Monarch, but someone starting their cultivation over.’

’No, that’s not right. It must be a brand-new soul paired with Shen Yuling’s Flesh Body!’

"Xiao..." Qin Xuan began, about to say Elder Xiao, but on second thought, he realized that form of address was wrong.

He paused, then tried a different form of address.

"Miss Shen, do you know what this place is, and how we can get out?"

Shen Xiyue’s pretty face flushed slightly. Seemingly still in pain from the tearing below, she whispered,

"This place was manifested from my predecessor’s Golden Core Blessed Land. It cannot be broken by anyone less than a Golden Core True Monarch... We need to gather five Foundation Establishment cultivators—specializing in swords, arrays, artifacts, alchemy, and arts—and perform a Secret Technique to open the Blessed Land’s gate."

Qin Xuan was shocked.

’It’s actually a True Monarch’s Blessed Land!’

’No wonder my Profound Cyan Cave Nether True Flame was absorbed.’

"Doesn’t that mean the two of us will be trapped here for the rest of our lives?"

Shen Xiyue shook her head. "Not necessarily. I’ve inherited some of my predecessor’s memories."

"It’s just... the foundation of this vessel is still too weak. In the days to come, I’ll need you to be my Guardian. Can you do that?"

Qin Xuan asked, "How do I act as your Guardian?"

"I must raise my cultivation to the Foundation Establishment Fifth Level. Only then can I reclaim this Blessed Land and leave this place."

Qin Xuan stood up. "Understood. Leave it to me."

Shen Xiyue was taken aback. "What are you going to do?"

"Didn’t you ask for my help? Cultivating with Taiyin and Sun together is the fastest way."

Qin Xuan took a step forward, opened his arms, and pulled her soft, smooth, voluptuous body into his embrace.

"Relax. I know your depths. I know how to pace myself."

Her beautiful eyes widened. "No, that’s not what I meant..."

"Ah!"

Along with a cry of alarm, an alluring blush spread across Shen Xiyue’s exquisite face. Her snow-white, swan-like neck arched back, and her body went limp.

...

「Five years later.」

Inside the stone chamber, even the wide black robe she wore could not hide Shen Xiyue’s full, curvaceous figure.

Her waterfall of black hair was held up by a single parasol wood hairpin, with a few strands falling gracefully across her forehead.

"Your talent is truly terrible. It actually took you a full five years to break through to the Foundation Establishment Fifth Level," Qin Xuan said, habitually getting up.

"You lecher! Don’t play innocent after taking advantage of me. All you do is make snide remarks..."

A blush rose on Shen Xiyue’s delicate face. Her beautiful eyes were hazy, the whites slightly showing, as if she were still immersed in the afterglow. It took her a long time to come back to her senses.

Qin Xuan got dressed, showing no sign of lingering attachment.

"Hurry up and open the Blessed Land so I can get out. Ji Bochang left four years ago and has already refined the Taibai Fate Star."

"You’ve advanced four minor realms in one go, while I’ve only advanced one. These have been the slowest five years of my cultivation career, and it’s all your fault, you little minx."

Qin Xuan gave her soft, smooth flesh another squeeze and said heartlessly.

"You... you heartless man!"

Shen Xiyue let out a weak, breathy moan and rolled her eyes helplessly.

"You’re not leaving?" Qin Xuan asked, now fully dressed, turning his head.

Shen Xiyue shook her head. "My predecessor made too many enemies outside. I need to raise my cultivation higher. I’ll wait until I’ve comprehended the Taiyin Fate Star again and reached the Purple Mansion Realm before I leave."

"Quite cautious," Qin Xuan said with understanding.

As they spoke, a massive Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram, so condensed it looked solid, slowly formed and began to rotate.

"Don’t rush off. Take this with you."

Shen Xiyue flipped her hand, and a small, exquisite Pill Cauldron appeared in her palm, shimmering with a colorful light.

"The Eight Desolates Forging Fire Furnace!"

Qin Xuan’s eyes lit up. He excitedly planted a kiss on her. "I knew it! You do have me in your heart after all."

Shen Xiyue shot Qin Xuan a mournful glance, looking just like a pouting young wife.

Five years together.

’Even a block of ice would have melted by now!’

The next moment, a brilliant white light flared up before them, and a glowing orb of a Yin Yang Taiji Formation appeared.

Just as Qin Xuan was about to enter the Yin Yang Array, Shen Xiyue called out loudly, "I still don’t know your real identity!"

Qin Xuan strode forward without a backward glance.

"The Holy Sect’s Liu Mobai!"

...

BZZZZ—!

Ripples spread through the air.

As if passing through a smooth film of water, Qin Xuan’s figure reappeared in the Jade Crystal Palace at the bottom of Mirror Lake.

The Purple Extreme Thunder Egg, wreathed in violet lightning and so dark purple it was almost black, still stood quietly in its original spot.

"After five years, it still hasn’t hatched?"

Qin Xuan was both surprised and delighted.

The violet lightning on the thunder egg was so dense it looked solid, and the shell was nearly transparent, allowing him to see the Purple Extreme Eaglet developing inside.

He had thought this Tier Three Demon Beast would have hatched by now. He never expected it would end up being his for the taking.

Qin Xuan stored it away in the Black Flood Dragon’s Reverse Scale.

The Longevity Spirit Turtle, which had already grown to the size of a millstone and reached the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer, saw the Purple Extreme Thunder Egg, and its tiny, mung-bean-like eyes instantly lit up.

It thought its master had specially prepared this food for it.

Its four limbs paddled, staying close to the ground as it slowly crawled over.

Qin Xuan gave the Longevity Spirit Turtle’s head a sharp THWACK, which made a crisp sound.

"This isn’t for you to eat! Guard it well. If even a single piece of the shell goes missing, I’ll boil you into turtle soup!"

The Longevity Spirit Turtle raised its head blankly, its eyes filled with confusion, seemingly not understanding what Qin Xuan meant by "guard."

Only when it heard the two words "turtle soup" did its little mung-bean eyes widen in terror. It zipped back into its shell and began to tremble.

"Its intelligence is growing! Not bad, not bad at all!"

Qin Xuan was extremely pleased.

He had just surfaced from Mirror Lake, carrying the Purple Extreme Thunder Egg and the Sun Fate Star inheritance.

The Identity Jade Order in his pocket, which had been silent for a full five years, suddenly became scorching hot.

It trembled incessantly, like a red-hot branding iron!

More than ten messages came through.

Qin Xuan received them one by one, discovering they were all urging him to send back intelligence on the Golden Core True Monarch.

At first, they came once a month.

Later, it was once every six months... The last message after that was from two years ago.

’The Holy Sect’s Talisman Decree Hall thinks I died out here?’

’And they want to liquidate my assets?!’

’No way! That’s 257 acres of Spiritual Fields that I worked my ass off to earn!’

Qin Xuan reached out and began writing on the Jade Order, sending back the information he had obtained.

[Golden Core True Monarch Intel: Wei Lengrong, the Governor of Youzhou for Great Qian, has a fondness for catamites. I hope the Holy Sect will consider this carefully. From Qin Xuan, Incense Master of the Plague Poison Altar.]

He thought for a moment.

Qin Xuan felt this news might not be explosive enough.

So he wrote furiously again.

[Golden Core True Monarch Intel Part Two: Daqian’s Sun and Moon Xiyue Palm Shining Daoist, Xiao Qi Wu, is suspected to have actually succeeded in her rebirth...]

...

「Blood Demon Sword Sect, Talisman Decree Hall」

Wei Qingshan, the Purple Mansion Altar Master of the Ten Thousand Laws Altar who was on duty here, was currently swinging a heavy hammer, forging iron.

BANG! BANG!

The rhythmic sound of metal striking metal rang out, sending sparks flying.

At that moment, the Tier Five Nascent Soul Array in front of him suddenly began to vibrate.

A jet-black demonic light, as thick as ink, burst forth.

Wei Qingshan’s pupils shrank. An expression of disbelief crossed his face, and the heavy hammer in his hand fell to the ground with a CLATTER.

’What’s going on? A spy actually sent back Earth Tier intelligence that only a Demon Monarch is qualified to open?!’

The next moment, a surge of demonic light arrived.

The figure of a Demon Monarch with a ferocious aura appeared abruptly without any warning.

The newcomer had a gaunt face like an ancient pine, with slightly prominent cheekbones and a hard, cold jawline.

Wei Qingshan immediately kowtowed.

"Your subordinate, Wei Qingshan, greets Lord Pure Yang Soul Capturing Demon Monarch."

Fan Luming’s expression was indifferent. He let out a soft "Mm."

With a wave of his large hand, the jet-black demonic light landed in his palm.

Deep within his pupils, two slowly rotating ancient copper coins emitted a boundless, dark light.

"This Seat is aware. This merit belongs to Qin Xuan of the Plague Poison Altar. Record it truthfully. Do not attempt to claim the credit..."

Fan Luming’s tone suddenly shifted, his voice rising sharply.

"And do not leak it! This intelligence is of great benefit to the Holy Sect. If it is leaked, your soul will not find peace for ten lifetimes!"

"I will obey the Demon Monarch’s decree."

Wei Qingshan’s scalp tingled. He swallowed hard and pressed his head heavily against the ground, not daring to lift it for a long, long time.