That made sense.
This was the Supreme Realm of Infinity.
If there was any place capable of solving mysteries that baffled ancient sects, it would be here.
I nodded slightly before asking Yvette several questions.
As expected of someone selected for today’s gathering, her answers were intelligent and concise.
She was currently an Immortal King.
Most of the candidates for the Personal Maid position were within that realm.
Interestingly, many Immortal Empresses had eagerly applied as well, only to be rejected.
The reasoning was straightforward.
While Immortal Empresses were undoubtedly powerful, most had already consumed a large portion of their cultivation potential.
Reaching the Empyrean Realm would be exceedingly difficult for them.
Mother and Grandmother preferred candidates with greater future prospects.
Potential mattered more than current strength.
After Yvette finished, the introductions continued.
Hours passed.
One candidate after another stepped forward.
By the end of the ceremony, hundreds of participants had introduced themselves.
Now all of them stood silently before the throne.
Waiting.
Anticipating.
Holding their breath as they awaited my decision.
I slowly swept my gaze across the hall.
Honestly…
The sheer concentration of beautiful women gathered in one place was almost absurd.
The quality wasn’t quite on Mother’s or Grandmother’s level—which was probably impossible anyway—but the quantity more than compensated for it.
A younger version of me would have considered this place heaven.
After a few moments of thought, I finally made my decision.
“The one I have selected to become my Personal Maid…” The hall became completely silent.
“…is Yvette Yin.” A ripple of surprise spread throughout the crowd.
Yvette herself blinked in surprise.
I looked directly into her eyes.
“From this day onward, you shall accompany me through the years to come.” Then, despite my efforts to sound regal and authoritative, my natural personality slipped through at the end.
“So…
please take care of me.” The moment the words left my mouth, I noticed Mother and Grandmother smiling fondly.
My face immediately grew a little hot.
No.
Not now.
I was being cool.
I was doing the Crown Prince thing.
Why did my natural personality have to sabotage me at the finish line?
Ignoring the damage to my dignity, I maintained a straight face and waited for Yvette’s response.
At first, she remained completely expressionless.
The same cold face.
The same indifferent eyes.
Then— Her cheeks turned bright red.
I blinked.
The next second, a dazzling smile bloomed across her face.
It was so sudden and radiant that it felt as though an entirely different person had appeared before me.
Her ruby-red lips curved upward beautifully, while her eyes softened into an adorable expression filled with excitement and happiness.
The transformation was so dramatic that I almost questioned reality itself.
“Yes, My Prince!” Her voice was now bright, cheerful, and filled with energy.
“I will serve you with all my care and devotion!” [IMAGE] I stared at her.
Then I stared some more.
My brain struggled to process the fact that the ice queen from ten seconds ago had somehow transformed into a ray of sunshine.
The difference was so extreme that it gave me emotional whiplash.
Only one thought echoed through my mind.
This is going to be fine…
right?
That episode of the cultivation world’s version of split personality disorder finally came to an end.
Yvette, still wearing that dazzling smile that seemed completely out of place compared to her earlier ice-cold demeanor, made her way to our side.
Meanwhile, the rest of the candidates slowly departed from the Grand Hall.
A somewhat gloomy atmosphere lingered among them.
Many had traveled across countless realms and undergone rigorous selection processes for this opportunity, only to leave empty-handed.
I couldn’t help feeling a little sorry for them.
As I watched them leave, a thought suddenly appeared in my mind.
In my previous life, I had watched an anime called The Eminence in Shadow.
As a proud former weeb, I naturally understood the importance of possessing a secret organization filled with absurdly powerful subordinates who operated from the shadows.
Sure, I didn’t actually need such an organization.
The Supreme Realm of Infinity could probably bulldoze most Realms if it really wanted to.
But that wasn’t the point.
The point was that the idea was cool.
Extremely cool.
The weeb within me was practically screaming.
Come on.
Who hasn’t dreamed about secretly leading an elite organization only made of female members from the shadows?
If someone says they haven’t, they’re either lying or lacking imagination.
With that thought in mind, I sent a soul transmission to Mother and explained my idea.
The departing candidates were all among the greatest talents of their respective realms.
Letting them simply leave felt like a waste.
Mother listened quietly.
Then she looked at me with an amused smile.
Not just amused.
The kind of smile that said she knew exactly why I wanted this organization.
I immediately felt exposed.
My dignified image as the Crown Prince suffered critical damage.
All I could do was return an embarrassed smile.
Mother chuckled softly.
To not my surprise, she agreed.
However, she imposed one condition.
“Not all of them.” Her voice echoed in my mind.
“Only the fifty most outstanding candidates.” “Even among this group, not everyone possesses the qualifications necessary to serve directly under you.” I thought about it for a moment before nodding.
That seemed reasonable.
After all, Mother had ruled as an Empress for countless years.
The amount of experience she possessed dwarfed my own.
Trusting her judgment was probably the safest option.
Shortly afterward, she sent several soul transmissions to attendants and officials within the Palace of Infinity.
The details were likely being arranged as we spoke.
As for me, I already had plans.
Once everything was established, I intended to meet these future members personally.
Maybe give a motivational speech.
Maybe explain their duties.
Maybe establish a cool hierarchy.
Maybe create matching uniforms.
Okay, perhaps I was getting a little too excited.
But could anyone really blame me?
I was literally building a secret organization that serves me as their Master.
That was every fantasy-loving teenager’s dream.
After some time, the last of the candidates finally left the Grand Hall.
Silence gradually returned to the vast chamber.
Only four people remained.
Grandmother.
Mother.
Yvette.
And me.