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Chapter 3: Stirring Up Trouble
Life passed by leisurely for about a month. Interestingly, once, when Qu Wanwan bumped into Zhishan and Zhitong, the two looked at her as if they had seen a ghost, trembling all over like they had PTSD.
For the whole month, Qu Wanwan just ate, slept, played with beans, and slapped fairies. At first, she had to supervise them, but later on, as long as she showed up at night, they would slap each other without needing supervision at all…
Two little immortal attendants were chatting as they walked:
“The Ascension Tournament is about to begin. I don’t want to serve others even one more day. I want to become a Celestial Immortal too.”
Her companion replied, “Is your cultivation enough? To become a Celestial Immortal, you either pass layers upon layers of tests or undergo worldly trials in the mortal realm. Let’s not even talk about how hard the tests are—those mortal trials are terrifying. Not only do you have to endure all the sufferings of human life, but one misstep and you’ll go astray and fall into the demonic path. Are you confident?”
“Even without confidence, I have to try! Only by taking the risk can I escape this life of being bossed around.”
…
Yun Yi was meditating and cultivating. She wanted to become stronger, to live up to the Emperor’s expectations, and to protect Qu Wanwan.
She didn’t understand why the Emperor treated her so well. Despite her poor talent, lacking spiritual roots, weak magic, and slow cultivation, he gave her whatever she wanted—just secretly.
And then there was Qu Wanwan. Even though they weren’t close before—barely acquaintances—she still stood up for her when she was bullied. A drop of kindness should be returned tenfold. Yun Yi wanted to reach the peak with Qu Wanwan!
Qu Wanwan casually sat down next to Yun Yi and said, “Hey, beauty, the Ascension Tournament is starting soon. Are you going to sign up?”
Yun Yi said, “Of course! Do you want to be a cleaning fairy in the Jade Pool forever? We have to dream big—we’re going to become Celestial Immortals, then ascend to High Gods, and finally, no one will dare bully us again!”
“Sure, sure. Good luck then. I’m going back to sleep,” Qu Wanwan replied.
Just as she lay down, the system spoke up again:
[Host, you also need to participate in the Ascension Tournament. And not only that—you need to win and win beautifully!]
“Why? I just want to sleep. Can I not enter? Or at least join the next one,” Qu Wanwan complained inwardly.
[Because there’s a mission. Please complete the side quest: Win a celestial weapon for Yun Yi.]
“How many mission points is it worth? If it’s not high, I’m not doing it.”
[Definitely high! Honest trade! Host, it’s a celestial weapon. Are you not tempted?]
“Not even a little.” …
The Next Day – Ascension Tournament Registration
“What kind of riff-raff shows up for the Ascension Tournament these days? Even people with no cultivation dare to embarrass themselves,” sneered a land immortal at Yun Yi.
Yun Yi replied firmly, “I will win. I will prove it to all of you.”
“Oh, we’ll be watching—can’t wait to see you humiliate yourself, hahaha!” a fairy servant laughed.
Later That Day
“Once registration is over, the War God General will return to inspect and give a speech. I really want to see him! They say he’s the most handsome man in the Six Realms. If he even looks at me once, I could die happy,” a starry-eyed immortal girl gushed.
Sure enough, once the little immortals finished registering, Dantai Qianxun appeared. He stepped into the air, rising to a certain height, and addressed the crowd:
“First, welcome, everyone, to the Ascension Tournament. The competition has three rounds:
Naturally, there will be danger involved. Please protect yourselves and remain true to your hearts—do not harm others, nor yourselves. The tournament will begin in three days. Now, I will scatter spiritual energy. How much you catch depends on your own abilities. I wish you all great success.”
He opened a jade bottle and poured its contents downward, prompting a scramble. Only a few female immortals stared blankly at Dantai Qianxun in a daze.
Truly, this man had sword-like brows and starry eyes. His features exuded warmth, his nose high and straight, lips thin. His face was strikingly handsome and dignified. No wonder he was considered the most handsome man in the Six Realms.
His tall, lean body couldn’t hide the powerful muscles shaped by constant battle—he looked every bit the seasoned warrior.
In this noisy crowd, one spot was unusually quiet. By chance, Dantai Qianxun locked eyes with a pair of beautiful apricot eyes. Just one look, and he couldn’t look away. It felt like fate. He flew closer and asked:
“You’re also joining the Ascension Tournament? Here, take this spiritual pearl. May it help you succeed.”
Yun Yi accepted the spiritual pearl. “Thank you!” She turned to Qu Wanwan with a smile and said, “Wanwan, look—someone believes in me! I will make it!”
Qu Wanwan curled her lips, replying, “Uh-huh, good luck!”
Seeing Dantai Qianxun in person had really stunned Qu Wanwan. He was so handsome! No wonder he stood firmly as the number one in the emperor’s harem. That face… so tender, so flawless.
She couldn’t help but think, Yun Yi must’ve saved the whole world in her past lives to have a man like this fall for her. He even became the main force behind her in the later storyline, fighting for the position of Demon Lord. A War God General, with rank, celestial soldiers… the perfect husband package!
And yet Yun Yi didn’t seem to cherish him, even had a harem herself. Her first time wasn’t even with him—it was in the mortal world. Tsk, what a shame.
Thinking about all this, Qu Wanwan showed a look of sympathy and pity, making the nearby Dantai Qianxun confused. She’s pitying me? For what?
Maybe… just maybe… she’s pitying him for the many metaphorical hats he wears.
Only after the girls had left did Dantai Qianxun realize—he hadn’t even asked for the female immortal’s name. He shook his head, mocking himself.
Three Days Later – Yilan Hall
In front of the hall stood the Spirit Testing Stone Tablet. Those with outstanding talent would have their names engraved on it. Dantai Qianxun’s name was already there. Most past War Gods, powerhouses, and renowned High Gods had their names etched onto this monument.
“Next…” The line at the tablet was long. Yun Yi still had dozens of people in front of her and could only wait patiently.
Qu Wanwan noticed her tension and tried to comfort her, “Relax! You’re a top-grade talent, don’t worry.”
Yun Yi looked confused. “How could that be? I’ve always been told I’m hopeless. If not for the Emperor, I wouldn’t even survive in the Ninth Heaven.”
Qu Wanwan accidentally let it slip and then fell silent, her mind whirring: You call that ‘poor talent’? Seriously? Dad’s the Demon Lord, mom’s a Divine Maiden, your body carries both divine blood and demon bone. You could be a god or a demon with a single thought. Meanwhile, the rest of us nobodies… sigh, how pitiful.
Still, there’s one thing strange. The novel only mentioned Yun Yi’s hidden identity needing a trigger—it didn’t explain why she’s acting odd now. So… what exactly happened during that war over ten years ago?
In over a month of lazing around, Qu Wanwan had accomplished nothing—until last night, when she decided to cram and learn the “Phoenix Divine Fire Technique.”
Opening the system, she watched a dynamic demo of the technique and gave it a try. The first attempt failed. The second time, she managed a small flame.
But this little flame… kind of had a mind of its own—it ran off!
Before long, it leapt onto a bedsheet and caught fire!
Panicked, Qu Wanwan used an ice technique to put it out. Still, the damage was done—half the sheet was gone. The flame burned big and fast.
No matter. She activated a restoration spell and the sheet was good as new.
But now she was very intrigued. That must’ve been a spirit flame. With more practice, maybe… just maybe… she could really stir up some trouble.