1: Chapter 1 Blind Date Event

[Fellow Daoists, recite with me:]

[To set the heart for young maidens, to establish the destiny for young wives, to inherit the lost teachings for married women, and to bring peace to widows!]

[Fasten your seatbelts; the author is about to speed. Now, let the main story begin.]

Qiongming Realm.

The Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Southern Border.

On the square in front of the Communion Hall of the Yin Yang Sect, the crowd was currently in a clamor.

The triennial Matchmaking Fellowship Convention was reaching its most critical moment.

A complex scent permeated the air.

It was a mixture of anticipation, jealousy, hormones, and the faint fragrance of Spiritual Plants.

In the Qiongming cultivation world, the Three Thousand Great Daos that Cultivators can choose to Cultivate are diverse and can be described as quite bizarre.

For instance, the Sword Sect primarily Cultivates the Sword Dao, with every Cultivator wielding a sharp sword.

However, this does not mean only Sword Dao Cultivators can use swords; other Cultivators can also use swords as weapons.

Meanwhile, the Cultivators of the Yin Yang Sect primarily Cultivate the Yin Yang Great Dao, emphasizing male and female Cultivators becoming Dao Companions and engaging in Dual Cultivation to reach the peak of cultivation together.

This is completely different from the methods of the neighboring Joyful Union Sect, which treats people as Cauldrons to be sucked dry. It is a legitimate, mutually beneficial, and Sect-certified long-term cultivation partnership system.

To this end, the Sect has truly gone to great lengths, regularly holding such large-scale matchmaking events for outer Sect male and female Disciples to choose their preferred Dao Companions.

Why was the atmosphere so heated at this moment?

It was because the grand finale was about to begin.

The number one beauty of the outer Sect, Fairy Cao Sini, was about to take the stage to select her Dao Companion.

In the Yin Yang Sect, where male Disciples outnumber females by ten percent, this power of choice is naturally held firmly in the hands of the Fairies.

"Next, Cao Sini!"

The host of this convention was a middle-aged Foundation Establishment Elder. His voice was like a resonant bell, and his entire being exuded an unquestionable authority.

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience seating erupted like a boiling pot.

"I want Cao Sini! I want Cao Sini!!"

A short Cultivator with a rather wretched appearance waved his thin arms, shouting until he was hoarse, his spit nearly spraying onto the back of the heads of the Disciples in the front row.

He looked exactly like a total creep.

*Slap!*

A crisp slapping sound interrupted his howling.

A young man in fine silk holding a folding fan nearby snapped his fan shut and gave him a hard smack on the back of the head.

The young man's face was as pale as paper, with faint dark circles around his eyes, as if he stayed up late all year round studying some "Great Dao Classics," or perhaps he had spent too much time soaking in rouge and powder.

"Shut up!"

The silk-clad young man, Lu Guan, scolded him with a look of disgust.

"Is Fairy Cao someone a piece of trash like you can desecrate? If you keep shouting, this Young Master will use a Golden Needle Talisman to sew your wretched mouth into a purse!"

The short Cultivator shrunk his neck, as quiet as a cicada in winter.

Lu Guan, with a cultivation of the ninth layer of the Qi Refinement Stage, was one of the top male Disciples of the outer Sect.

It was said he also had relatives who were Elders in the inner Sect; the short man couldn't afford to offend him.

Everyone's gaze focused once again on the protagonist about to appear.

Cao Sini could be considered a gold-lettered sign for the Yin Yang Sect's outer Sect.

Born into a mid-sized cultivation Family, her Spiritual Root Aptitude was not bad. At a young age, she was already at the Great Perfection of the Qi Refinement Stage, needing only one foundation establishment pill to steadily achieve a Breakthrough and become a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

One must know.

The path of cultivation: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, Soul Transformation.

Every step is as difficult as climbing to the heavens.

Her cultivation was already as rare as phoenix feathers or unicorn horns in the outer Sect.

It was said that even some Foundation Establishment Junior Martial Uncles from the inner Sect had expressed their appreciation for her. However, Fairy Cao was well-versed and had high standards, insisting on finding her own ideal match rather than easily relying on others.

At this moment, she rose gracefully from the female Disciples' seating area.

Her light pink ornate dress outlined heart-stopping curves: those full and upright peaks, a waist so slender it could be grasped in one hand, and then the rounded, full hip line that seemed to hold amazing elasticity like a peach. Together, they formed a picture that made the Dao Hearts of countless male Cultivators unstable.

Her ink-black hair flowed over her shoulders, with a few strands gently brushing against her fair ears in the wind, adding a touch of lazy charm.

Amidst the sky-filling cheers and whistles, Cao Sini tapped her toes and performed the Light Body Technique, landing lightly on the right side of the matchmaking stage like a pink cloud.

Her skirts fluttered, bringing a gust of fragrant wind that made the breathing of the male Cultivators below even more rapid.

"Quiet!"

The middle-aged Elder gave a low shout, infused with Foundation Establishment pressure, instantly silencing the restless square.

The Cultivators focused their minds, not daring to be presumptuous anymore.

The Elder's gaze swept over the register and began calling names.

"Zhang Jiba, Lu Guan, Ye Xiaoyao."

"You three, come up on stage!"

The names of the three male Cultivators were read in sequence, stirring different waves of emotion.

"Zhang Jiba?"

A chorus of sharp intakes of breath sounded from below the stage.

A burly man rose in response, his physique as towering as a small pagoda, with knotted muscles, a rugged face, and a gaze that carried a domineering "don't mess with me" attitude.

With a cultivation of the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining, he lived up to his name as a tyrant of the outer Sect; ordinary Disciples would take a detour upon seeing him.

"Lu Guan!"

As soon as the name was called, there were more bursts of low exclamations.

The silk-clad young man, Lu Guan, snapped open his folding fan, fanning himself with forced elegance. With a confident smile on his face, he walked onto the stage with measured steps.

He was also at the ninth layer of the Qi Refinement Stage, with a mysterious background. Claiming to have relatives among the inner Sect Elders allowed him to thrive in the outer Sect.

When it was time for the name "Ye Xiaoyao" to be called, the atmosphere in the audience seating suddenly changed.

The male Disciples' area was deathly silent; most had indifferent gazes, even carrying a hint of waiting to see a joke.

Only the honest and simple-looking Disciple beside him, Chen Shi, patted his shoulder hard and whispered, "Brother Ye, I have high hopes for you. Good luck!"

In sharp contrast, a small section of the female Disciples' area emitted suppressed, fangirl-like gasps of admiration.

"Wow, it's Junior Brother Ye!"

"He's so handsome today too..."

"It's a pity..."

Why was this Ye Xiaoyao so special?

It was because...

He had no cultivation to speak of, being at the Qi Refining Third Layer, which was considered the bottom tier in the outer Sect where the Qi Refining Middle Stage was common.

As for Aptitude, he had mediocre Wood, Fire, and Earth triple-element Spiritual Roots, which were utterly unremarkable.

His background was even more of a blank slate; he didn't come from a cultivation Family, and his ancestors for eighteen generations likely had nothing to do with cultivation—a pure representative of the grassroots.

His only shining advantage that could not be ignored was—

He was good-looking!

At only eighteen, his figure was tall and straight. A washed-out green Daoist robe on him looked as if it were worn by a Young Master from a prestigious clan.

His sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, his star-like eyes were clear and spirited, and his face was as handsome as meticulously carved jade.

This gender-transcending beauty made him stand next to the rugged and domineering Zhang Jiba and the greasy-faced Lu Guan like a clear stream in a muddy world, a crane among chickens.

However, in a cultivation world where strength is respected and Family background is valued, a male Cultivator's high looks can't put food on the table!

Ye Xiaoyao nodded slightly at his friend's encouragement and walked toward the high stage with a calm expression.

He could feel the complex gazes behind him—concern, sympathy, and a few scattered exclamations of admiration for his looks.

But!

Most of it was disdain!

He stood still on the stage, side by side with the other two.

Zhang Jiba was like a Vicious Beast ready to strike and injure at any moment, while Lu Guan was like a peacock with its tail feathers spread.

And he, Ye Xiaoyao, was like a stalk of green bamboo standing aloof from the world.

Everyone's gaze, including that of the peerless Fairy Cao Sini, shifted between the three of them.

Next, it remained to be seen who Fairy Cao would ultimately choose as her Dao Companion.