Yan Zhen showed no favoritism. He naturally spread his arms wide, beckoning Good Big Sister and Xian’er to come closer.
Both women smiled and promptly nestled into his embrace, one on each side, like swallows returning to their nest. First, Ji Ya kissed his lips while Yi Xian’er pecked his cheek. Moments later, they switched—Yi Xian’er claimed his mouth, and Ji Ya kissed his face.
Yan Zhen held one in each arm, his nostrils filled with their enchanting fragrance. A warmth gradually kindled in his heart.
Then, their lips then moved from his mouth and cheeks to his neck. The soft sucking of their lips and the delicate flicks of their tongues sent tingles of itchiness and pleasure through him, as if two little pets were eagerly pleasing their master.
It was only when heavy coughs sounded from nearby that the three snapped back to reality. Realizing their impropriety, they quickly pulled apart.
The Sovereign Lady, whom they had just barely soothed, tightened her expression again. With a humph, she turned her head away.
A quick peck for her, but lost in bliss when sandwiched between Thousand Fiends and Ji Ya? Were they really that appealing? Because he hadn’t touched them in his previous life, did it feel fresher and more thrilling now? Bah, rotten man!
Long Ying was even more dissatisfied than Cai Lian. Everyone else had gotten their kisses, but not her. Wasn’t this bullying an honest dragon?
Gritting her teeth through her shyness, Long Ying whined coquettishly,
“Yan Zhen Zhen, I… I want a kiss too.”
Seeing her adorable expression, Yan Zhen smiled faintly and planted a quick peck on the Loli Dragon Girl’s forehead.
“Does that work?”
Long Ying touched her forehead, feeling the lingering warmth. She was a little happy, but it still felt like a brush-off.
Yan Zhen Zhen had given the three sisters proper mouth-to-mouth kisses, complete with plenty of playful licking with their tongues for a good long while. But for her, it was just the forehead—and only once.
He really was bullying the honest dragon, wasn’t he?
Yan Zhen patted her head.
“Alright, Long Ying, you stay here with the three sisters. I’m heading out and will be back in a couple of days.”
Hearing this, Long Ying hurriedly grabbed Yan Zhen’s arm.
“I want to go with you!”
Yan Zhen replied helplessly,
“After I collect my reward and check it out, Grandpa’s heading straight to Cloud Heaven Palace. I can’t bring you along.”
In the script, when Yan Zhen went to the Cloudmist Mountains, he left Long Ying here under Good Big Sister’s care.
Later, Long Ying sensed he was in danger at Cloud Heaven Palace and used spatial power to leap there and rescue him.
That was also why Ji Ya had been able to provide timely support.
But Long Ying refused to let go, stubbornly declaring,
“I want to protect Yan Zhen Zhen!”
Yan Zhen didn’t understand why she kept saying that. Was it because of that palm strike from Wen Canglan earlier?
Considering they were both reincarnators, it didn’t really matter if she stayed or not. Yan Zhen relented.
“Fine, you can come along, but no running off on your own.”
Long Ying nodded vigorously.
“Then I’m off. You all be careful and don’t expose your identities.”
The three women watched as Yan Zhen led Long Ying away from the rear courtyard.
Ji Ya glanced at her two sisters.
“You’re both going after him, aren’t you?”
The two silently turned, one to the left and one to the right, leaving Ji Ya alone on the spot.
The super fair, rich, and beautiful fox spirit of a big sister let out a heavy sigh. With only Mystic General strength, she couldn’t keep up.
“Eldest Miss, no need to sigh,” Aunt Mu said, stepping out from the shadows. “It’s not like only those with superior cultivation can help Little Uncle.”
“I know that, but helping from behind is different from fighting side by side with him,” Ji Ya said with a melancholic expression. “Like before, when Aunt Mu you were supporting Yan Zhen little brother from the rear, and now you’re lying beneath him in ecstasy—isn’t that a world of difference?”
Aunt Mu’s pretty face flushed red. She shot her young miss a speechless glance, inwardly lamenting that she’d worried for nothing.
…
【Special Trump Card: Masked Man. When activated, allows for full-spectrum disguise, making it impossible for others to discern the truth.】
Yan Zhen gave it a quick scan and noticed the mask depicted on the card bore a striking resemblance to the one he’d used in the script to disguise himself when infiltrating the Huangfu Family.
However, that had been a mere ordinary mask to obscure his appearance, whereas this special trump card offered comprehensive camouflage, including fluctuations in mystic power.
It would probably come in handy later.
【Special Trump Card: Tech and Ruthless Methods. When activated, allows changing the material form of same-tier items and converting them arbitrarily.】
For example, if you needed a Fifth-Tier Fire Crystal Stone but only had a Fifth-Tier Poison Grass on hand, activating this card would transform the poison grass into the fire crystal stone.
It involved the power of creation.
This reminded Yan Zhen of the Creation Destruction Divine Fire, ranked second on the Extreme Flame List. That flame possessed the abilities of world creation and sky-shattering annihilation, making it essentially the strongest extreme flame. After all, the number one “Extreme Flame: Boundless” was an ephemeral and uncertain existence.
These two special trump cards were his rewards—one from healing Elder Huangfu, the other from winning the Grand Dan Fighting Competition.
Truth be told, Yan Zhen rarely relied on trump cards or special ones to get through crises. The protagonist role he was playing was overpowered enough on its own.
According to the script, the Cloud Heaven Palace arc was the most dangerous, but with changes to the plot now, who knew how it would unfold.
With Long Ying, Cai Lian, and Yi Xian’er—three Mystic Ancestor experts—by his side, the chance of him being hunted down was basically zero.
Yan Zhen led Long Ying to the Talisman Refiner Association. Amid reverent gazes from the gathered refiners, he met President Qingmu and stated his purpose.
Soon, the Fifth-Tier Volcanic Cauldron was brought out and handed over to him.
“Young friend Yan Zhen, thanks to your intervention, you turned the tide and saved the face of our kingdom’s refiners.”
“You’re too kind, President Qingmu. I only did what I should have. By the way, what happened to that Wolf Poison?”
“The imperial guards captured him, but word is he escaped yesterday. As a Mystic Lord powerhouse, he might come after you. Be careful.”
“Got it. Thanks for the heads-up, President Qingmu. I have other matters to attend to—farewell.”
After leaving the association, Yan Zhen returned to the inn but found Grandpa missing. Just as he was about to head to the Huangfu Family, he recalled Sister Ji Ya mentioning that they’d settled Old Man in the estate he’d bought.
Yan Zhen thought for a moment and still headed toward the Huangfu Family’s direction. He circled the area and soon spotted the brand-new “Yan Manor,” separated from the Huangfu Family by just one street!
Yan Zhen and Long Ying pushed open the gates of the estate and found the interior sparsely furnished—empty and bare in most places.
Yan Lie and Huangfu Xiong were playing chess at a stone table in the courtyard, with two other old men seated nearby. Yan Zhen’s first thought was that they must be from the Shangguan and Murong families.
Hearing the noise, the four old men turned to look at them in unison.
“Hey, Old Lie, your fine grandson’s here.”
“Indeed, quite the talented young man.”
Yan Lie, however, gazed at his grandson with a complex expression and said,
“Are you alright now, Zhen’er?”
Yan Zhen nodded.
“Sorry, Grandpa, for making you worry.”
“Worry? Even seeing you once was too much to ask, huh.”
“Er…”
Yan Zhen quickly realized that Sister Ji Ya must have kept him away because of Cai Lian and Xian’er being there—it wouldn’t have been appropriate for Grandpa to meet them.
Seeing his obedient grandson’s troubled look, Yan Lie sighed helplessly.
“And what’s the deal with this manor?”
