Dou Qi Continent.
Supreme Realm.
Zhou Manor.
Zhou Yi glanced at Xiao Longnu nestled in his arms, along with the goddess-like Wang Yuyan sleeping soundly beside him. He lowered his head and gently kissed their delicate, snow-white cheeks, a sense of indescribable fulfillment welling in his heart.
"It's time to leave."
His gaze seemed to pierce through the void, seeing beyond the Dou Qi Continent, silently murmuring to himself.
Though the warmth of this small home, shared with his divine wives, brought him great comfort, the time to indulge had not yet arrived.
He needed to become stronger.
He had accompanied each of his wives, leaving them with substantial assets before departing, ensuring they would be satisfied in his absence. With the seeds of investment sown, there was hope for them to flourish by the time he returned from the Great Thousand World.
Everything had been arranged—both the Dou Qi Continent and the Tianxuan Continent were now like his private gardens, leaving him with nothing to worry about.
Without disturbing the slumbering Xiao Longnu, Wang Yuyan, or the others, Zhou Yi silently departed, vanishing from the Dou Qi Continent.
He took no one with him—only the ever-faithful panda, Gun Gun.
However, his departure did not go unnoticed.
Especially not by the Xiao Longnu, who awoke immediately. Her cool, tranquil eyes gazed out the window, a hollow sense of loss filling her heart.
Her jade-like hand gently caressed her slightly rounded belly—a testament to the generous 'investment' Zhou Yi had left behind.
Whether the investment would bear fruit, only time would tell.
His absence, however, caused no ripple across the Tianxuan or Dou Qi Continents. The outside world remained unaware, for at Zhou Yi's level, a closed-door cultivation session could last centuries or even millennia.
...
The Great Thousand World.
A realm where planes intersect, myriad races flourish, and heroes rise, each weaving their own legend in pursuit of the Path of Dominance.
Northern Heavens Continent.
Myriad Phoenix Spiritual Academy.
Among the countless expansive continents of the Great Thousand World, the Northern Heavens Continent stood as a particularly dazzling star. The source of its brilliance lay in the Myriad Phoenix Spiritual Academy—one of the renowned "Five Great Academies."
Countless prodigies gathered here, honing their peerless talents before stepping into the Great Thousand World as resplendent powerhouses.
Even geniuses from ancient clans and mighty factions chose to cultivate here, a testament to the academy's unparalleled prestige.
However, unlike the other four academies, the Myriad Phoenix Spiritual Academy accepted only female disciples.
Sprawling landscapes stretched endlessly, with countless cultivation halls dotting the terrain. Towering mountains and cascading waterfalls painted a scene of breathtaking beauty.
Nestled at the rear of the academy lay Autumn Spirit Courtyard, a serene estate belonging to the academy's headmaster—Tang Qiu.
Mountains and rivers intertwined, celestial cranes soared, and spiritual beasts roamed, creating a paradise akin to a mortal realm's fairyland.
At the heart of the courtyard sat a crystalline hot spring lake, its waters shimmering beneath the moonlit night.
Amid the misty waters, a voluptuous beauty soaked in the warmth, her flawless jade-like skin glistening beneath the moon's gentle glow. The reflection of the moon above, the moon in the water, and the beauty herself seemed to form four radiant, mesmerizing orbs.
Splash!
Water splattered as a black-and-white figure plunged into the lake.
Tang Qiu's phoenix-like eyes sharpened instantly.
Yet, the intruder was small.
Just as she prepared to act, a round, snow-white head bobbed to the surface, shaking off water droplets. The little creature's fur fluffed up, its large black eyes filled with innocent curiosity.
"What an adorable spirit beast..."
Her heart softened, but before she could reach out, another figure appeared from the void—plummeting directly onto her head.
Despite her Supreme (Sovereign) Realm cultivation, Tang Qiu found herself momentarily dazed.
The Great Thousand World's cultivation system differed from the Dou Qi Continent or Tianxuan Continent. Only those who reached the Supreme Realm were considered true powerhouses.
The Supreme Realm was divided into nine grades, roughly equivalent to Dou Venerate of the Dou Qi Continent.
Above that lay the Earthly Supreme Realm—split into Lesser Earthly Supreme, Greater Earthly Supreme, and Perfected Earthly Supreme.
Beyond that was the Heavenly Supreme Realm—divided into Spirit-Grade Heavenly Supreme, Immortal-Grade Heavenly Supreme, and Saint-Grade Heavenly Supreme.
"Did I... hit someone?"
Zhou Yi blinked, surprised that his journey through the planar void had ended with him crashing into a bathing beauty.
Indeed, he was the protagonist.
Wherever he went, beauties followed.
Splash!
Tang Qiu emerged from the water, still dizzy from the impact. Despite her disheveled state, her noble elegance remained intact.
Her long hair cascaded like silk, her skin smooth as jade. Her ample figure shimmered beneath the moonlight, as radiant as twin moons.
Though labeled a 'mature beauty,' she was no matron—merely a woman of high station, exuding an irresistible allure.
"Insolent scoundrel, prepare to die!"
Tang Qiu's anger flared as her mind cleared, only for her slender hand to be seized mid-air.
A terrifying force suppressed her spiritual power.
Tang Qiu's heart trembled—she had never encountered such overwhelming strength.
"Guards... mmmph!"
Her cry was cut short as Zhou Yi's lips claimed hers.
Tang Qiu's wide, astonished eyes reflected her disbelief. Despite her years, she had never known a man's touch—let alone shared a kiss.
Her first kiss... gone?
For a moment, her mind went blank, utterly forgetting to resist.
Zhou Yi's countless conquests across three worlds had honed his skills to perfection, surpassing even the legendary techniques of the Lust Saint, Duan Wangye.
"Awoo~"
Gun Gun floated nearby, covering its eyes with tiny paws, peeking through its fingers at the scandalous scene.
Time seemed to stretch on.
When Tang Qiu finally recovered, her slender legs trembled. Tears welled in her phoenix-like eyes, heartbroken at her own helplessness.
She—headmaster of Myriad Phoenix Spiritual Academy—had been violated in her own sanctuary.
"Uh..."
Zhou Yi awkwardly released her, realizing he'd gone too far.
It had become a habit.
With beauties in his arms, instinct always took over.
"Don't worry... I'll marry you."
Zhou Yi gently kissed the corner of her moist eyes, his scorching breath brushing against her delicate face as he whispered softly by her ear.
"Who are you?"
Tang Qiu's beautiful eyes glistened with tears as she stared intently at Zhou Yi, a hint of surprise in her heart. She hadn't expected this lascivious thief to be so strikingly handsome.
For someone capable of rendering her utterly powerless, he was undoubtedly at least an Greater Earthly Supreme. With such strength and looks, he could have any woman he desired—why would he resort to becoming a flower thief?
"My name is Zhou Yi. You've likely never heard of me. I ended up here by accident. I don't even know where this place is."
Zhou Yi smiled warmly, gazing into her eyes as he spoke with gentleness.
Tang Qiu locked eyes with him, their gazes intertwining.
A long silence.
Only then did Tang Qiu finally speak slowly:
"This is the Northern Heavens Continent, Myriad Phoenix Spiritual Academy."
"Myriad Phoenix Spiritual Academy?"
Zhou Yi's heart stirred as fragments of information surfaced in his mind. This was one of the five renowned academies in the Great Thousand World.
The protagonist of this world, Mu Chen, would later join the Northern Heavens Spiritual Academy—another of the five great academies.
If his guess was correct, the extraordinary woman before him was likely the headmaster of the Myriad Phoenix Spiritual Academy.
As for her name, Zhou Yi couldn't quite recall.
"Are you the headmaster?"
Zhou Yi asked.
"Indeed."
"May I have the honor of knowing the headmaster's esteemed name?"
"Tang Qiu."
"A fine name—graceful and beautiful, just like its bearer."
Zhou Yi did not hold back his praise. Women, after all, loved sweet words.
"You're connected to the Wen family, aren't you? Do you know Wen Qingxuan?"
Zhou Yi sought to confirm the timeline by mentioning Mu Chen. If Mu Chen was not yet renowned, Tang Qiu wouldn't know him. However, the Myriad Phoenix Spiritual Academy was linked to the Wen family, and Wen Qingxuan had a close relationship with Tang Qiu, calling her 'Aunt.'
Wen Qingxuan was roughly the same age as Mu Chen.
By determining Wen Qingxuan's age, Zhou Yi could roughly deduce Mu Chen's age.
"I don't know her. How do you know I'm connected to the Wen family?"
Tang Qiu's eyes flickered with doubt. Zhou Yi didn't even know where he was, yet he knew of her ties to the Wen family.
"I heard some rumors by chance."
Zhou Yi smiled, seeing the sincerity in Tang Qiu's confusion. It was clear she had no knowledge of Wen Qingxuan—which meant Wen Qingxuan had not yet been born.
If Wen Qingxuan wasn't born, then Mu Chen surely hadn't been either.
Zhou Yi remembered Wen Qingxuan vividly—she was a woman akin to Tang Xinlian and Yao Ye, a warrior goddess.
"Be my woman. I am a Heavenly Supreme—I would never wrong you."
Zhou Yi's eyes locked onto Tang Qiu's as he spoke bluntly.
"Heavenly Supreme?"
Tang Qiu's delicate body trembled, shock flashing through her eyes. She had already tried to estimate Zhou Yi's strength, but she'd still vastly underestimated him.
A Heavenly Supreme.
Even across the Great Thousand World, such beings were the pinnacle of existence.
Only forces with a seated Heavenly Supreme could be deemed superpowers.
To marry a Heavenly Supreme would indeed be no humiliation.
Yet, the thought of how Zhou Yi had so thoroughly humiliated her earlier left her feeling aggrieved. Did being a Heavenly Supreme grant him the right to bully others?
"A great figure like a Heavenly Supreme... how could a lowly woman like me ever be worthy?" Tang Qiu's tone dripped with sarcasm.
"You truly refuse? Then I'll be on my way."
Zhou Yi looked into her eyes and spoke.
"Don't let the door hit you on the way out!"
Tang Qiu replied coldly.
"A farewell kiss, then!"
Before Tang Qiu could respond, Zhou Yi leaned in and kissed her again.
Tang Qiu's beautiful eyes widened, her mind going blank. She hadn't expected a dignified Heavenly Supreme to be so shameless.
"Get out!"
"I'm leaving! Next time we meet, don't forget to miss me!"
Zhou Yi gave a playful squeeze before releasing Tang Qiu, vanishing from the Myriad Phoenix Spiritual Academy.
"Awooo~"
A round, plump creature named Gun Gun let out a cry, its stubby legs hopping from the hot spring to chase after Zhou Yi.
"Scoundrel!"
"Bastard!"
"Does being a Heavenly Supreme mean you can bully people?"
Tang Qiu clutched her chest, her legs pressed together, burning with shame and anger.
A long silence.
Zhou Yi seemed to have truly left. The resentment in Tang Qiu's eyes deepened.
...
"So tender!"
Leaving the Myriad Phoenix Spiritual Academy, Zhou Yi rode atop Gun Gun, his lips curled into a smile, clearly in high spirits.
He flicked his hand, seemingly still damp from the hot spring water, while his divine sense spread out, quickly gathering all sorts of information.
With his current strength in the Great Thousand World, he had nothing to fear.
He hadn't taken Tang Qiu completely because it had been too sudden—she hadn't yet adapted. Though he could have forced the issue, it would have lacked finesse.
Better to let time ferment the encounter. He had already left an indelible mark on Tang Qiu's heart. Whether she missed him, hated him, or resented him—she would remember him.
When he returned, everything would fall into place naturally.
Now, he had a more important target—Mu Chen's mother, Qingyuan Jing.
Compared to Tang Qiu, Zhou Yi was far more interested in Qingyuan Jing.
Not only was Qing Yanjing the protagonist's mother, but she was also the saintess of the Ancient Buddha Clan—a peerless woman.
A story of a proud daughter of heaven and a country bumpkin? That pairing never quite fit.
Besides, Mu Chen's father, Mu Feng, was merely at the Spiritual Wheel Realm—a mere speck, unworthy of her.
The cultivation stages of the Great Thousand World were as follows:
Spiritual Sensing Realm: Sensing the world's spiritual energy.
Spiritual Movement Realm: Absorbing spiritual energy into the body.
Spiritual Wheel Realm: Condensing spiritual energy into a wheel.
Mu Feng had not yet reached even the Divine Soul Realm, where one could refine beast souls.
Beyond that were the Three Heavens Realms: Heavenly Fusion, Heavenly Transformation, and Heavenly Completion.
Then came the Supreme Realm—nine tiers, with only the most powerful reaching the Ninth Tier.
Above the Supreme Realm was the Earthly Supreme Realm, marked by the Heaven and Earth Phenomenon.
Earthly Supremes were divided into Lesser, Greater, and Perfected Earthly Supremes.
Above them stood the pinnacle—Heavenly Supremes, supreme figures whose names echoed throughout the Great Thousand World.
Zhou Yi's speed was swift. Based on the information he'd gathered, he soon arrived at the Northern Spiritual Domain beneath the Hundred Spirit Continent.
"Time to find Mu Feng!"
"Divine Calculation—Mu Feng!"
Zhou Yi performed a mystical art, effortlessly deducing Mu Feng's location.
In no time.
Zhou Yi rode atop Gun Gun, arriving at a primeval forest.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Within the ancient woods, towering trees reached into the sky, and the occasional roars of spirit beasts echoed through the vast expanse. Zhou Yi spread out his divine sense, enveloping a million-mile radius.
"Came at just the right time."
A trace of amusement flickered across Zhou Yi's handsome face—he had found his true target for this journey—Qing Yanjing.
Even without employing divination, Zhou Yi would have recognized the woman as Qing Yanjing.
First—
She was stunning. Clad in a plain cyan robe, her voluptuous curves and graceful figure were on full display.
Her three thousand strands of raven hair cascaded like a waterfall, her skin fairer than snow, exuding an ethereal beauty. Her flawless countenance seemed to freeze time itself—like a celestial maiden descended from the heavens, a moon goddess among mortals.
With a single glance, the very colors of heaven and earth seemed to pale in comparison.
Second—
Her talent was extraordinary. Despite her youthful appearance, she had already reached the Heavenly Sovereign Realm.
In this backwater place—
Forget Heavenly Supremes—
Even an ordinary Supreme wouldn't deign to glance at this forsaken land.
The strongest beings here barely reached the Three Heavens Realm—equivalent to the Dou Spirit of the Battle Qi Continent.
Yet what defied all logic was that such a peerless beauty, a prodigious Heavenly Supreme, was severely injured—so gravely that she couldn't even move.
How was that possible?
It wasn't.
There were no threats in this region capable of endangering a Supreme, let alone a Heavenly Supreme.
So there was only one explanation—
This woman was destined to be the protagonist's mother.
Delivered straight to the protagonist's father on a silver platter.
What intrigued Zhou Yi even more was that Qing Yanjing, as a Heavenly Supreme, had undergone body remolding—every inch of her flesh brimming with boundless spiritual power. A single drop of her blood could shatter entire realms.
Yet how had Mu Chen's father—a mere Spiritual Wheel Realm weakling—managed to break through?
The gap between Spiritual Wheel and Heavenly Supreme was akin to the difference between Third Stage Dou Disciple and Dou Emperor.
Could Third Stage Dou Disciple pierce the flesh of a Dou Emperor?
Only one conclusion—
Mu Chen's father was built different.
A true protagonist's father.
"A Legendary Big Shot is about to make his entrance!"
Zhou Yi's divine sense picked up a youth approaching—tall and straight like a spear, with a resolute face. A fine-looking young man, if not for his woefully weak cultivation.
"Can't let you steal the hero's moment."
Zhou Yi descended from the sky atop Gun Gun. The spirit beasts circling Qing Yanjing immediately collapsed to the ground, trembling in fear.
Gun Gun had ascended to the Heavenly Supreme Realm—its bloodline far surpassing even the supreme divine beasts of the Great Thousand World.
"What manner of divine beast is this?"
As the saintess of the Ancient Buddha Clan, Qing Yanjing was well-versed in myriad creatures. Yet she had never seen a beast like Gun Gun.
But with her injuries, she couldn't afford to dwell on it. Her gaze fell upon Zhou Yi.
"What a striking man..."
For a moment, Qing Yanjing found herself entranced by Zhou Yi's flawless appearance.
"Miss, are you alright?"
Zhou Yi rode up, his voice gentle as a spring breeze.
"I'm fine... Thank you for your aid, young master. May I ask your name?"
Despite her gratitude, a trace of vigilance lingered in Qing Yanjing's heart.
Zhou Yi's power posed a far greater threat than those spirit beasts.
"Zhou Yi."
He smiled faintly.
"You seem gravely injured, miss. Allow me to escort you back to the city for treatment."
"I'll trouble you, then."
Qing Yan Jing didn't refuse. In her current state, staying behind was no less dangerous.
If Zhou Yi harbored ill intentions—
She wouldn't be able to resist anyway.
"No need for formalities, miss. I always lend a hand to those in need—especially such peerless beauties."
With a flick of his wrist, Zhou Yi gently scooped Qing Yanjing into his arms, placing her atop Gun Gun.
Her delicate face flushed red, shame and indignation flickering in her eyes.
Wasn't this man taking advantage of her on purpose?
"Don't worry, miss... I'm not a good person."
Before she could retort, Gun Gun had already soared into the sky.
At that moment—
A frantic voice echoed from behind—
"Stop!"
"Release that girl!"
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