410: Yao Delong, who has a huge headache

"After returning, I must strictly order a familiar name for Xiao Chen not to provoke this person again! Otherwise... the consequences would be unimaginable!"

Mo Qingxuan secretly made up her mind, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.

As all the guests departed, the Yin Yang Sect returned to its usual operations.

White Cloud Master had already given instructions to gather all the congratulatory gifts sent by the various Immortal Sects and forces,

as well as a generous gift prepared by the Sect for Yao Delong's promotion to true disciple and his engagement,

and have them all sorted and delivered directly to Yao Delong's residence on Luoxia Peak.

When Yao Delong returned to his new residence, his body weary but excited,

even though he was mentally prepared, he still gasped in shock at the sight before him!

The spacious courtyard was almost completely filled!

Various shimmering jade boxes and treasure chests were piled up like mountains!

The rich aroma of herbs, the pure aura of Ore, and the powerful fluctuations of Magic Treasure mingled together,

forming a Spiritual Qi tide that was both exhilarating and heart-stopping!

Ten-Thousand-Year Blood Ginseng, Thousand-Year Jade Marrow, Star Essence Gold, Deep-Sea Cold Iron... these top-tier Heaven And Earth Treasure that could cause Golden Core and Nascent Soul Cultivator to fight madly in the outside world, were now stacked like ordinary goods.

Magic Treasure, Flying Sword, and armor radiating powerful fluctuations were displayed on special racks,

shining brightly. The lowest among them were High Grade Earth-Grade Weapon, and some even had obscure and profound auras, faintly possessing the might of Heaven-Grade Weapon!

There were also boxes and boxes of Mid-Grade Spirit Stone, piled up like small mountains, their dense Spiritual Qi almost liquefying into mist!

"This... is this... the congratulatory gifts?"

Yao Delong stood at the courtyard entrance, looking at this wealth that could make a small to medium-sized Sect go mad with envy, and for a moment, he felt somewhat dazed.

Once upon a time, wasn't he still that Yao Delong struggling in the outer Sect, with a Spiritual Power Affinity of only 2 points, regarded as Trash by everyone?

Let alone such a vast amount of congratulatory gifts, even a single, most ordinary Qi Gathering Pill,

if not for his master's bestowal, would have required him to scrimp and save, and labor hard to obtain.

In just over a year! From the Awakening of the System, to now being a Nascent Soul true disciple, famous throughout the Eastern Region,

slaying a Late Stage Soul Transformation Cultivator, and getting engaged to the Moyang Sect Saintess... All of this felt like a dream!

An indescribably complex emotion surged in his heart,

with excitement, emotion, and even a heavy realization.

"Strength... This is the change brought by strength!"

Yao Delong murmured to himself, his gaze becoming incredibly firm,

"In this cultivation world where the strong prey on the weak, without strength, you are not even as good as an ant!

With strength, others will revere you, the Sect will value you, and your words will carry weight!

Only then can you... truly control your own destiny!"

From eighty years of being Trash to soaring into the sky today,

the immense psychological gap and transformation could only be deeply understood by himself.

The mountain of resources before him was no longer simple wealth, but the cornerstone for him to reach higher Realms and grasp stronger power!

Just as his heart was surging and his thoughts were racing,

a familiar, bone-chilling coldness silently spread from behind him.

Yao Delong's body stiffened, and he slowly turned around.

At the entrance of the courtyard, three graceful figures had appeared silently at some point, standing quietly there.

Lin Qingxue, dressed in white, was as cold as the moon, her pretty face taut,

her normally clear eyes now covered with a layer of frost,

staring coldly at him, as if to see through him from inside out.

Liu Rumei, in a red dress, had a charming figure, but at this moment, her seductive face carried a hint of resentment and grievance,

her red lips tightly pursed, her eyes complex, with blame, disappointment, and a trace of imperceptible worry.

Luo Miaomiao, on the other hand, was like a frightened fawn, her large eyes misty with tears,

filled with grievance, unease, and accusation, her small mouth slightly pouted, as if she would burst into tears the next second.

Three distinct yet equally heavy Killing Intent, like invisible shackles,

firmly locked onto Yao Delong, making him instantly feel even greater pressure than when facing Blood Net's overwhelming blood sea!

His scalp tingled, and faint sweat beaded on his forehead.

"Uh... Clear Snow, Rumei, Miaomiao... why are you... here?"

Yao Delong let out a dry laugh, trying to break the suffocating silence.

Lin Qingxue snorted coldly and turned her face away, clearly very angry.

Luo Miaomiao's small mouth flattened, on the verge of shedding golden beans.

Just as the situation became extremely awkward, and Yao Delong had a headache, not knowing how to explain or appease them.

"Pfft..."

A soft chuckle broke the deadlock.

Liu Rumei suddenly smiled, her smile like melting ice and snow, instantly dispelling some of the chill.

She moved with light steps to Yao Delong, extended her slender jade finger,

and gently tapped his forehead, her tone carrying a hint of playful reproach, yet incredibly gentle:

"Look at you, silly! We're not going to eat you, are we?"

Her beautiful eyes swept over Lin Qingxue, who was still cold-faced, and Luo Miaomiao, who was on the verge of tears,

and she sighed softly, her voice gentle and clear:

"Clear Snow, Miaomiao, I understand your feelings.

Seeing Delong engaged to that Miss Li, and... and being so intimate, it's naturally hard to bear."

She paused, her gaze becoming extremely serious, looking at Yao Delong, and also at Lin Qingxue and Luo Miaomiao:

"But, think about it, what kind of person is Delong? Today, he, a Nascent Soul Cultivator, was able to cut down a Late Stage Soul Transformation Cultivator. What about the future?

His achievements are destined not to stop here! He will fly higher and higher, and his radiance will become increasingly dazzling!

How could such a man not have other women fall for him?"

Liu Rumei's voice carried a sense of worldly wisdom and broad-mindedness:

"What I, Liu Rumei, seek is not much. As long as Delong has a place for me in his heart and treats me sincerely, I will be content.

As for how many confidantes he has... as long as he treats them sincerely and doesn't let us down, what does it matter?"

She took Lin Qingxue and Luo Miaomiao's hands, and said softly:

"Instead of sulking here and being jealous,

we should think about how to improve ourselves and keep up with Delong's pace.

Otherwise, if one day we don't even have the qualifications to stand by his side, that would be the real tragedy."

Liu Rumei's words were sincere, both clarifying reality and full of understanding and tolerance.

Lin Qingxue's taut expression softened slightly, a hint of contemplation flashing in her eyes.

Luo Miaomiao also stopped her tears, looking at Liu Rumei with a half-understanding expression.

Yao Delong was deeply moved and also filled with guilt.

He stepped forward, looked at the three women, and said sincerely:

"Rumei is right, it was my oversight that caused you to suffer grievances.

I, Yao Delong, swear here that no matter what the future holds, you three,

will always be the most important people in my heart, and I will never let you down!"

His gaze swept over the rare treasures filling the courtyard, and with a wave of his hand:

"Feel free to choose from these congratulatory gifts! Whatever you like, whatever you need, just take it!

Improving cultivation and strengthening power is the fundamental!"

"This... how can this be!"

Lin Qingxue finally spoke, her voice still cold, but with less chill,

"These are all your resources, your capital for breaking through to higher Realms!"