Chapter 5: Don't Get Too Carried Away

Inside Shura Palace.

Draped in a flowing purple robe, Luo Jiuyan's slender figure stood out in the dimly lit hall. Her cheeks, flushed like the morning glow, enhanced her breathtaking beauty.

She pursed her lips, looking both embarrassed and slightly annoyed. "Didn't your teacher promise you something? Do you not understand? You gain the upper hand, yet you still act so innocent."

Ye Shu: "..."

I wanted you to let me leave the sect, not promise me this!

He wailed inwardly, but he didn't dare to voice his thoughts.

Who was Luo Jiuyan?

The Demon Empress. Cold, ruthless, feared across the cultivation world.

She had once shattered an ambush by eighteen righteous sects, slaying nine powerful cultivators with just a single sword strike before escaping unscathed.

Since founding the Tiansha Palace, she had led countless battles, leaving rivers of blood in her wake. It was said that the bones of her slain enemies could form a mountain hundreds of feet high, and the blood she spilled could fill a river.

Who would dare to provoke such a demoness? The entire world shuddered at her name.

And now I am… involved with her?

Ye Shu clutched his head, his mind in turmoil.

What now?

The thought of spending his days with this terrifying woman made his head ache as if a tumor had grown inside it.

"Shu'er…"

Her voice carried a rare softness, her already flushed face turning a deeper shade of red. She gazed at Ye Shu, who looked utterly miserable, and said with concern, "Teacher knows you're happy, but don't get too excited."

Happy?!

Ye Shu almost cried.

Luo Jiuyan shot him a resentful glare. "Shu'er, I only agreed to this to help you dispel your inner demons. You're getting ahead of yourself! Learn to be composed like me."

Her words were stern, but Ye Shu's eyes drifted downward—to her hands, which trembled over her chest as if she had some incurable illness.

Calm? Really? I don't believe it.

Noticing his gaze, Luo Jiuyan quickly composed herself. Her lips parted slightly as she spoke with solemnity:

"The path of cultivation is long, and the pursuit of immortality is arduous. If you wish to stay by my side, you must dedicate yourself fully to cultivation."

Her eyes locked onto him. "Do you understand?"

Ye Shu forced a bitter smile. "Disciple understands… Disciple understands Master's kindness toward me."

Seeing his reluctant smile, Luo Jiuyan lowered her head, seemingly shy. For a moment, she didn't know what else to say.

"That's enough for today. Your teacher is tired."

The moment she finished speaking, a wave of warm energy surged toward Ye Shu, sending him flying out of Shura Palace.

"I—!"

Before he could protest, he was already outside, the chilling wind biting his face.

He shivered.

His heart felt heavy as he stumbled down the mountain.

Trapped in a love affair with my master… Who do I even complain to?!

Damn it, heavens! Are you messing with me?!

His silent curses filled the air.

Unbeknownst to him, Luo Jiuyan stood at the palace gates, watching his departing figure.

Seeing his sluggish steps, she assumed he was overwhelmed with joy. A smile tugged at her lips.

"This brat… He's too pleased with himself. If he neglects his cultivation, let's see how I'll deal with him."

Even as the wind howled around her, her face remained unbearably hot.

"Damn it! Why am I blushing? It's just a love affair! What's there to be embarrassed about? Hmph!"

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Back in his room, Ye Shu lay on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

His mind replayed everything that had just happened.

How did things turn out this way?

What did I do wrong?

I just wanted to escape from this godforsaken sect!

Yet somehow, he had unknowingly ensnared the strongest demoness in the world.

An old woman at that—

Wait.

Old?

His mind hesitated.

Luo Jiuyan was a breathtaking beauty, her figure impossibly alluring. That curvaceous form, that mature charm—she was easily the most stunning woman in the cultivation world.

Forget the Tiansha Palace, even among the righteous sects, it would be impossible to find a woman as mesmerizing as her.

Old? No way.

She was a goddess.

A deadly, terrifying goddess.

Being her disciple was one thing… but to have that kind of relationship with her?

How long would he even survive?

The thought filled him with despair.

But then—

Ye Shu suddenly sat up straight.

"Ha! What's there to be afraid of?!"

So what if she was a demoness?

A real man feared nothing!

Determined, he brushed aside his earlier gloom.

His eyes turned to the system interface.

Three Supreme Lottery Tokens gleamed before him.

Rubbing his hands together, he muttered, "Since I've sacrificed my lifelong happiness, at least give me something good!"

He activated the lottery.

[Congratulations! You have obtained the Qianqiu Bone.]

[Congratulations! You have obtained the secret technique Lightning Escape.]

[Congratulations! You have obtained the divine art Creation Skill.]

Three in one!

Ye Shu's eyes widened as he checked their details.

Qianqiu Bone— A supreme-grade physique! Maximum defense! Against opponents of the same level, his body would be nearly invincible!

Lightning Escape— A top-tier movement technique that could make him ridiculously fast!

Ye Shu's heart pounded.

Brother System, you understand me so well!

One skill to endure attacks, another to escape—both perfect for survival!

Without hesitation, he fused with the Qianqiu Bone.

A surge of agony wracked his body as his meridians, muscles, and bones transformed. By the time the pain subsided, his body felt completely different—stronger, sturdier.

Then, his gaze shifted to the final reward—Creation Skill.

"All spirits of the world, infinite creation. The sun and moon reborn, divine power manifested."

Ye Shu studied the description carefully.

It allowed him to steal others' fortune—or bestow it upon them. A technique of both benevolence and dominion.

Damn.

This was the real deal.

As expected, anything from the system was top-tier!

Excited, Ye Shu immediately fused with the Creation Skill.

Innate energy flooded his body, reshaping his very essence.

Within his dantian, a seed took root. Bathed in this newfound power, it sprouted, growing steadily in the haze of spiritual energy.

In an instant, his cultivation soared—from the peak of Foundation Establishment to the early Golden Core stage!

A flawless golden core materialized in his dantian, radiating brilliance.

Ye Shu was stunned.

The transformation left him feeling amazing.

The despair from earlier? Gone.

With these three abilities, not only could he walk freely in Tiansha Palace, he could stand tall and proud!

Lying back, he exhaled deeply, already envisioning his future with Luo Jiuyan.

Wait.

His mind jolted.

What about my senior sisters?!

His face darkened.

He had confessed to seven beautiful senior sisters.

Now that he was stuck here, how was he supposed to explain?!

This… was bad.

Would his reputation as a flirt be ruined?!

As his thoughts spiraled, Ye Shu drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, he woke up full of energy.

Determined, he set out.

"Senior sister, I'm coming!"