[Chaos Yin-Yang Art: Seize the creation of heaven and earth, steal the profound mysteries of Yin and Yang.]
[Divided into the Yang Art and the Yin Art. It may be cultivated separately or through dual cultivation. It can advance by absorbing the power of Yin and Yang. Current grade: Immortal 1st grade.]
[Note: Chaos-type cultivation techniques can assist in awakening the Chaos Divine Body.]
Chaos Yin-Yang Art.
An Immortal-grade cultivation technique.
Mo Yu was shocked.
One had to know that in the entire Lower Realm, there was no true Immortal-grade cultivation technique in existence.
Yet the system had given him one directly.
At the same time, he could not help but smile wryly.
If the system wanted to give him something, it could have said so openly. There was no need to fabricate a reason.
Fortunately, his relationships with his senior sisters were quite good.
Leaving aside the fact that he could earn rewards through the system, even without it, relying on those powerful senior sisters would be enough for him to live comfortably without worry.
“Is there trouble?”
Xia Ningbing’s cool and distant voice sounded, interrupting Mo Yu’s thoughts.
Mo Yu returned to his senses and temporarily set the system reward aside.
He took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and began recounting the events of the past few days to Xia Ningbing.
He deliberately omitted many irrelevant details, such as what had happened between him and Ling Qingyue, and the matters within the Mo family.
Then he briefly explained his later objective, to find an opportunity to destroy that Qin family.
“Mmm.”
Xia Ningbing quietly listened to Mo Yu’s report. After hearing everything, she gave a soft response and remained silent.
“Little brother, let your sister help you wipe out that Qin family.”
A lazy and alluring voice suddenly broke the silence.
A flash of white light appeared, and in the next instant, Su Meier in her white fox form was already nestled in Mo Yu’s arms.
“Thank you, Sister Meier.”
Mo Yu gently stroked Su Meier’s soft white fur.
Su Meier seemed to enjoy his touch. She narrowed her eyes slightly and let out a contented, low murmur.
Then she rubbed her small head against his chest, found a comfortable position, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Mo Yu looked toward Xia Ningbing again.
“Senior Sister, I recently encountered the Saintess of the Grand Purity Holy Land, Ling Qingyue. She said she has a marriage contract with me. Do you know what that is about?”
Xia Ningbing lightly waved her slender hand. Several sheets of paper drifted toward Mo Yu.
“Master left them. Read for yourself.”
Mo Yu took them and lowered his gaze.
The first sheet was a letter left by Ye Ximei.
The handwriting was bold and unrestrained, filled with a wild spirit.
In essence, it said that in recent years she had gambled with others and “won” quite a few good things for him, including beauties. At one point, on a whim, she had even used him as a wager.
The veins at Mo Yu’s temple twitched.
What kind of master was this? She was unbelievably unreliable!
He quickly flipped through the remaining pages.
There was a marriage contract with the Saintess of the Grand Purity Holy Land, a challenge letter from the Sword Son of the Sword Sect, an arrangement to assist the Saintess of the Ancient Desolation in exploring a Secret Realm, a commission to refine a 5th grade pill, a request to help the Seventh Prince of the Great Qian Empire contend for the throne, and a mission to assist in exterminating demons in the Demon Suppression Abyss.
Mo Yu’s expression instantly brightened.
Fortunes. Opportunities. Every single one of them was an opportunity!
As long as she had not sold him off completely, that was fine.
Although these matters looked troublesome, for a Child of Destiny like him, they were nothing more than minor tasks.
He recalled the cultivation levels of those people.
The one closest to him was the Sword Son of the Sword Sect at the Nascent Soul Realm.
He was hailed as the number one in the Nascent Soul Realm and the greatest genius in the Sword Sect in the past million years.
He had once slain a Divine Transformation Realm expert with a single sword strike and became famous throughout the world.
At that thought, Mo Yu suddenly felt his scalp tingle.
It was not fear, but simple aversion.
He had sparred with his Second Senior Sister and Third Senior Sister for years, and both of them used swords. He had been beaten into silence countless times.
Everyone knew that sword cultivators possessed a special ability. If someone’s understanding of the sword was inferior to theirs, that person would not even be able to draw their sword.
After being thoroughly beaten down, he began using every weapon except a sword.
Xia Ningbing seemed to sense the unrest in Mo Yu’s heart and spoke in reassurance.
“There is no need to worry too much. With us here, even if you break the agreements, nothing will happen.”
Her tone was cool, domineering, and authoritative, faintly carrying the bearing of a female emperor.
“Thank you, Senior Sister,” Mo Yu said with a respectful salute.
He was about to turn and leave when Xia Ningbing’s voice sounded again, “Wait.”
Mo Yu stopped and looked back at Xia Ningbing’s flawless back.
“Is there something else, Senior Sister?”
Xia Ningbing lifted her jade-like hand gracefully and removed the hairpin from her hair.
Her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, tracing a beautiful arc in the air.
The hairpin slipped from her hand, transformed into a streak of light, and flew into Mo Yu’s palm.
He grasped it. It felt cool to the touch and carried a faint, delicate fragrance.
Upon closer inspection, surprise appeared on his face.
This was no ordinary hairpin. It was clearly a flying sword.
A mid-grade spiritual treasure containing Xia Ningbing’s sword Qi. Its power was enough to rival a full strike from a 9th stage Integration Realm cultivator. Its might was astonishing.
Xia Ningbing did not explain, but Mo Yu understood her intention.
“Thank you, Senior Sister!”
Mo Yu departed, leaving Xia Ningbing alone.
She opened her beautiful eyes and gazed at the sea of clouds before her, murmuring softly like an orchid blooming in a quiet valley.
“8th stage Golden Core Realm, Pure Yang Holy Body, broken and then rebuilt…”
Moments later, a translucent panel appeared before her.
[Name: Xia Ningbing]
[Realm: 9th stage Integration Realm]
[Comparison Target: Mo Yu]
[Total Victories: 198]
[After accumulating 200 victories, rewards will increase one hundredfold.]
[Comparison Countdown: 0]
Heavenly Destiny Comparison System.
This was her greatest secret.
An existence even she could not fully comprehend.
Not long after Mo Yu had entered the sect, this system appeared in her consciousness, designating Mo Yu, the Child of Destiny of this small world, as her comparison target.
As long as she defeated Mo Yu in battle, she would receive generous rewards.
Over the years, relying on the system’s rewards, her cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, and she had even obtained several Immortal Artifacts.
Because of this, she was confident that in this lifetime, with the system and her own foundation, she would shatter the shackles of the Immortal Realm and step into the supreme realm no one had ever reached.
Xia Ningbing slowly closed her eyes and silently uttered, “Begin.”
[The 199th battle begins.]
After a single breath.
Xia Ningbing opened her eyes again. They were calm and undisturbed.
[Battle victory.]
[Total Victories: 199]
[Reward: One wisp of Primordial Purple Qi.]
[Comparison Countdown: 1 month.]
Within the system space, a nearly transparent strand of faint purple Qi floated quietly, radiating an ancient and mysterious aura.
Even Xia Ningbing, whose state of mind was as still as an ancient well, could not help but feel a ripple in her heart.
Primordial Purple Qi.
A supreme treasure born at the dawn of heaven and earth, possessing endless wondrous uses. The most well-known among them was its ability to forge an Emperor-level weapon.
It could be said that with this, she essentially possessed an Emperor-level weapon.
In her previous life, such a thing had been within easy reach. But for her current self, it was an exceedingly rare treasure.
[The beginner benefit period has ended. In subsequent battles, you must suppress your cultivation to the same realm as the comparison target.]
Xia Ningbing’s expression remained calm.
She admitted that Xiao Yu was indeed a genius rarely seen in millions.
After having all his cultivation drained by the remnant soul from the Immortal Realm within that ring, he had still managed to return to the 8th stage Golden Core Realm in such a short time.
Even in the Immortal Realm, such talent would be considered extraordinary.
However, even among geniuses, there were differences.
She had once been the supreme Immortal Emperor who suppressed an entire era.
Dealing with her junior brother was effortless.
Suddenly, she remembered that losing seemed to carry a punishment as well.