Ye Qian left the room alone, leaving Xia He and Qiu Lan behind.
Gazing at the spot where his figure had vanished through the doorway, Xia He wore a dazed smile, lost in her own world. She didn't even notice Qiu Lan beside her, whose eyes shimmered with a quiet envy.
"Xia He, what... what does it feel like? To become a woman… To become the Young Master's woman?"
Qiu Lan asked, her voice tinged with the innocent curiosity of a child.
"Qiu Lan, you...! Oh, how embarrassing! Don't ask anymore. You'll understand when it happens to you," Xia He stammered, her cheeks flushing as she pulled the quilt over her head and buried herself in the bed.
Seeing Xia He's shy reaction, Qiu Lan grew even more curious. A flicker of anticipation stirred in her chest, wondering if one day the Young Master would treat her the same way…
…
Meanwhile, Ye Qian arrived at his front hall.
Compared to his father Ye Changkong's palace, it was slightly smaller, but it was already extremely large compared to others.
"System, help me shield the Devilish Qi on my body."
[Ding! Master, please rest assured. The System has already automatically shielded your Devilish Qi to within a meter of you.]
Ye Qian closed his eyes and circulated the Ancient Demon Scripture within his body.
The Devilish Qi surged, like a continuous, mighty river flowing through his meridians. At the same time, there was an aura like monstrous waves, making it difficult for Ye Qian to control.
The Ancient Demon Scripture was extremely overbearing. It could not only cultivate spiritual power but also temper the physical body. This domineering Devilish Qi, flowing through the body, was a form of tempering. Each cycle made the body's strength greater.
This was both a cultivation technique and a body-tempering method, complementing each other perfectly.
According to the records of the Ancient Demon Scripture, once cultivated to Major Achievement, one could achieve an Eternal Physical Body.
As Ye Qian activated the Ancient Demon Scripture, the Supreme Demon Eyes also seemed to operate rapidly, helping the technique cultivate on its own.
Moreover, with the powerful demonic energy provided by the Supreme Demon Eyes, the Ancient Demon Scripture operated very smoothly.
Ye Qian could feel his physical body growing stronger little by little.
He continuously practiced in his mind all the various cultivation techniques and sword arts he had mastered. Although he had already accepted this body and acquired the relevant memories, he was not yet very familiar with the fighting styles and corresponding techniques.
Ye Qian had to master their use himself. Only then would he be truly powerful.
Repeatedly going over the memories of cultivation techniques and sword arts in his mind, Ye Qian's consciousness continuously practiced.
He, who was originally not rich in combat experience, was rapidly accumulating it.
At the same time, Ye Qian realized that the Heart Demon which had plagued his predecessor had, in fact, never manifested within him.
With his Supreme Demon Eyes and the Ancient Demon Scripture, he would never again have to fear a Heart Demon obstructing his path to cultivation.
Ye Qian slowly exhaled.
Hoo!
A jet of black Qi erupted from his mouth, forming a blade as sharp as a sword. The dark energy lanced into the floor of the main hall, carving a faint scar into the stone.
It must be known that the floor of the main hall was made of extremely hard Immortal Stone. Even an Enlightenment Realm attack could not leave any trace.
Ye Qian had already reached the Early Stage of the Holy Induction Realm, so leaving a mark was not surprising. But for a Qi sword merely spat from his mouth to leave such a mark was already very outrageous.
Just as Ye Qian had finished his cultivation, a sudden roar came from outside the main hall.
"Young Master! Yue Bo, Family Head of the Yue Family, respectfully requests an audience!"
This thunderous voice rang in his ears, yet Ye Qian did not hold it against him. Instead, a faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
Indeed, Yue Bo could no longer resist the pressure.
Only a single day had passed, and Yue Bo had already come to him of his own accord. Without hesitation, he must have brought his daughter, Yue Ming.
"Admit the new visitors!"
Ye Qian's voice rang out, clear and commanding.
In a short while, two figures appeared outside the main hall.
Ye Qian recognized them instantly. One was Yue Bo, the Family Head of the Yue Family, and the other, naturally, was Yue Ming.
Yet at this moment, Yue Ming showed no resistance, her expression calm as if she had already accepted her fate.
As Yue Bo's gaze fell upon Ye Qian seated high upon his throne, a deep sense of grievance welled within him.
I can't even protect my own daughter. All I can do is watch her walk into the tiger's den—and worse, I must deliver her myself.
It was a bitter humiliation, one that cut deep into his pride. But what choice did he have? For the sake of his family's survival, he had no other path. To refuse would invite only ruin, perhaps even the annihilation of the Yue Family.
With a respectful bow and a graceful kneel before Ye Qian's throne, Yue Bo's voice rang out across the hall.
"Yue Bo, Patriarch of the Yue Family, presents his unworthy daughter Yue Ming in humble respect to Young Master Ye."
Yue Bo was, after all, a True Immortal Realm existence—his status and cultivation far beyond Ye Qian's. Yet none of that mattered here. Before Ye Qian, even the Family Head of the Yue Family knelt and bowed, humbled as any common servant.
Beside him, Yue Ming bit her lip, her beautiful eyes brimming with defiance. She refused to kneel.
In her heart, pride burned. I am also a favored Daughter of Heaven. Why should I bow to Ye Qian?
Seeing his daughter's hesitation, Yue Bo's expression darkened. He turned sharply and reprimanded her without delay.
"Yue Ming! Kneel!"
It had already come to this. If his daughter remained so stubborn, her future would undoubtedly be fraught with hardship.
He could not afford to anger Ye Qian over such a matter. If he displeased the young master, the Yue Family might truly vanish from the Immortal Realm.
Indeed, it was not an exaggeration—over a mere moment of displeasure, an entire clan could be erased. Yue Bo knew this all too well.
The reason was simple: the young man seated above was the Young Master of the Ye Family, a figure of incomparable nobility. A single word from him could sentence his entire family to death, and he would not even blink.
Yue Ming's eyes filled with unwilling tears, but in the end, she still knelt down.
If I hadn't been so foolish, our current situation might have been different.
But regret cannot change the past. If I had truly understood the consequences, I would never have acted that way in the first place.
Seeing the two kneeling below, Ye Qian's expression remained impassive. This was not because he was indifferent, but because a sudden System prompt had just flashed before his eyes.
[Ding! Master, congratulations on successfully discovering a Daughter of Heaven.]
Indeed, the Yue Ming that Ye Qian was now observing was truly a Daughter of Heaven—not merely someone blessed with ordinary fortune.
System, check any relevant information about Yue Ming.
He was deeply curious—what would the first Daughter of Heaven he encountered be like? Just how much Luck did she possess?