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

The woman was full of amazement upon hearing:

”The Sect Leader actually has someone she likes?”

”Isn’t she insanely solitary? Back then when she heard I was with you, she still looked down on me, thinking how could I give up cultivation for love. But now, finally, it’s her turn.”

”So how impressive must this Zong Liangqing be, that he can bring such a formidable person like the Sect Leader under his wing? He must be very knowledgeable, and his cultivation and strength must be strong too. Otherwise, the Sect Leader is completely a wild and unruly horse that can’t be easily tamed.”

Thinking about this, she immediately said, ”So what are you going to do on your side?”

”I’ve already sent my people to handle things. Tomorrow, at the first quarter of the hour, we’ll have a meal with him at the Gathering Talent Tower. You’ll get to catch up after not seeing each other for a long time, I can introduce this Zong Liangqing, and most importantly, we can irritate those dogs from the Celestial Capital Department.”

”Alright!”

The woman nodded instantly, ”I’m really curious about who exactly this Zong Liangqing is, such that he can even manage to tame the iron rooster that is the Sect Leader. He must be a very formidable person.”

She looked wistfully at her man: ”You must work hard; you might be stronger than him, but he must be ’stronger’ than you.”

Manor Master: ”A fine example of ’although, but...’”

He grabbed a handful of wolfberries and stuffed them into his mouth.

Then, laughing helplessly, he said, ”So it’s decided! Tomorrow we’ll head over there, and since we’re coincidentally hosting the Sword Tea Ceremony, we can invite him over, strengthening the relationship between our two families!”

The Sword Tea Ceremony is the annual event held by Wanjian Manor during the winter, when everyone is free. The main purpose is to sell swords.

There are all kinds of weapons available, with only one Rare Divine Weapon released each year.

”Okay!”

The woman agreed, ”With such a famous figure coming to us, this year’s Sword Tea Ceremony will surely be lively. It’s just hard to say what kind of situation will unfold in the end.”

Thinking about it.

Somewhat expectant.

...

At night, Yuchi held a brush in his hand, intending to draw the character ”正” on his body to record time. Then thinking it might too easily make him righteous for life, he decided to draw a line honestly on paper.

”Today passed smoothly without any major events, but this is limited to today only. In the afternoon, people from the Celestial Capital Department and Wanjian Manor both came, and each force invited me to dine tomorrow night at the Gathering Talent Tower.”

”The problem with Wanjian Manor is minimal. Judging by their current standpoint, Wanjian Manor doesn’t have any malicious intent towards Qian Qun; they simply want to use me to provoke the Celestial Capital Department.”

”Celestial Capital Department situation is different.”

”There’s a possibility they might shake hands with me tomorrow, discovering my cultivation in the process. Though this action is risky and exploratory, they might still proceed with it as they can’t afford to let me take Qian Qun away just like that.”

”Qian Qun is the woman of their dreams.”

A perfect image of the woman flashed in Yuchi’s mind. Her existence was nearly flawless—rarely seen—able to be compared to Yuluo over such a long span.

So, what should be done about tomorrow?

What special circumstances might arise tomorrow?

All of this needed careful consideration tonight. Although not every scenario could be predicted, if some could be anticipated, things wouldn’t be too dangerous: ”Provided tomorrow can pass smoothly, this month shouldn’t be too unbearable.”

”Let’s wait and see tomorrow.”

”If I’ve compromised in various ways by tomorrow, then I surely won’t survive past tomorrow night. I must let others know my strength, my unfathomable depth, striving to remain calm, that’s the key. Not following how ’Yuchi’ usually operates, maybe I’ll be slightly more proactive like Zong Liangqing.”

Yuchi is slightly adjusting his identity.

He currently has three identities, each with specific duties, like a radar chart. He can’t make one identity a hexagonal war god without weaknesses—that would be the greatest flaw, easily leading to death from collective attack. It’s better to leave some vulnerable points in each identity, allowing others to attack somewhat.

Behind him.

”You’re still awake, sir?” Zong Qianqun walked in wearing a red dress. Her makeup was elegant, with a hint of drunken rouge in her eyes, reminiscent of being intoxicated, enticing imagination.

”Thinking of you,” Yuchi replied directly.

”Is that so? Coincidentally, I’ve been thinking of you too.”

Experts exchange blows... Yuchi smiled wryly: ”No kidding, are you prepared for tomorrow? As my fiancée, you should do some simple things.”

Smiling, Zong Qianqun naturally understood: