Rain and dew are distributed equally

Dawn broke, and Purple Qi came from the east.

Taichu Holy Land, Purple Bamboo Peak.

The first ray of sunlight pierced through the sea of clouds, scattering onto the exquisitely carved window lattices of the Snow Listening Tower. The dappled light and shadows slowly moved within the room, until they climbed onto the agarwood bed large enough for several people.

A strange and pleasant scent permeated the air.

It was the faint fragrance of Ruoshui, mixed with the crispness of ice and snow, and a masculine aura, intertwining into an intoxicating and enchanting atmosphere.

Su Ye slowly opened his eyes.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, as profound as the starry sky, then quickly receded, restoring his usual gentle and jade-like demeanor.

There was no trace of fatigue.

On the contrary, he felt refreshed, as if all thirty-six thousand pores on his body had opened up, greedily breathing in the morning Spiritual Qi.

The Nascent Soul figure within him, sitting cross-legged on the Golden Lotus in his Qi Sea, was now even more solidified than yesterday, with faint black and white Qi swirling around it, appearing both sacred and eerie.

"The Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art is indeed overbearing."

Su Ye mused inwardly.

Not only could it devour the Life Qi of all things, but it could also harmonize Yin and Yang, converting Alien True Qi for his own use.

Of course, in return, he also naturally absorbed a small amount of the Origin aura of the Primal Water Body and the Innate Sword Heart.

This was greatly beneficial for the recovery of his Supreme Bone.

He tilted his head slightly, looking to his side.

Her breathing was long and even, and a sweet smile still hung on the corner of her lips.

On that delicate little face, the blush had not completely faded, and the slightly unstable Golden Core First Heaven aura had now completely stabilized, even showing faint signs of Breakthrough to the Second Heaven.

Like a perfect piece of porcelain.

Even in her sleep, her hand unconsciously clutched Su Ye's sleeve, as if afraid he would run away.

"System."

Su Ye thought.

[Host, I'm here.]

"Settle last night's earnings."

A light blue screen instantly unfolded before his eyes, visible only to him.

[Note: She is completely inseparable from you now, even feeling that as long as she can be with Senior Brother, even if there are others, it seems not entirely unacceptable.

[Note: A Sword Cultivator should be ruthless, but Senior Brother is too warm. She found Senior Brother's embrace understood her heart better than a sword, and even began to ponder if this was another extreme of the Dao of the Sword — protection.]

[Host Realm stabilized: Nascent Soul Second Heaven (progress 35%)]

[Received additional rewards: Profound Rank High Grade Medicinal Pill - youth-retaining pill x2, Earth Rank Low Grade Formation - Water and Fire Harmony Formation Diagram x1.]

Looking at the string of data on the System panel, the smile on Su Ye's lips deepened.

Ninety-five points, ninety-two points.

This was more than just simple affection; it was a level where one could entrust their life.

Especially the subtle changes in the remarks, which were precisely the results Su Ye most wanted to see.

When conquering a harem, the biggest taboo was internal strife.

If every Junior Sister vied for his affection, even with the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art protecting him, he, the Senior Brother, would probably be annoyed to death.

Now it seemed, this 'Ice and Water from the Same Source' strategy was indeed the right one.

Just as he was thinking.

A soft moan came from beside him.

"Mm..."

Lin Waner's long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her hazy eyes.

When she saw the handsome face so close before her, her pupils suddenly contracted.

And then... "Ah!"

Lin Waner cried out in surprise, like a startled ostrich, suddenly pulling the quilt over her head and covering herself tightly.

"What's wrong?"

Su Ye's warm and mellow voice sounded, carrying a hint of morning laziness and magnetism that made one's ears tingle.

He reached out and gently patted the bulging little mound through the quilt.

"Is Junior Sister uncomfortable anywhere? Could it be that Senior Brother was too rough last night and injured your Meridians?"

"N-no!"

Lin Waner's muffled voice came from under the quilt, with a hint of panic, "Senior Brother... Senior Brother was very gentle, Waner... Waner is fine."

As she said this, she felt her face was hot enough to fry an egg.

Where was 'fine'?

It was simply too good.

The lingering toxins in her body that had troubled her for a long time had completely dissipated after being flushed by Senior Brother's unique Spiritual Power last night.

In its place was an unprecedented sense of comfort.

Even the Flowing Water Art, which usually ran a bit sluggishly, now flowed as smoothly as if guided by her arm.

"Since that's the case, why not come out and get some air?"

Su Ye chuckled, pulling back a corner of the quilt.

In the morning light, the young girl's shy face was as beautiful as a blooming peach blossom.

At the same time.

Lin Qianxue on the other side also woke up.

As a Sword Cultivator, her vigilance was extremely high; she woke up almost the instant Su Ye spoke.

She didn't hide like Waner.

Instead, she quickly sat up, wrapping the sheet around herself, revealing only a pair of cold eyes fixed on Su Ye.

However, those eyes, which had always been placid, now held a different kind of tenderness.

"Senior Brother."

Lin Qianxue called softly, her voice still cool, but without the usual stiffness, "Morning."

"Morning, Light Snow."

Su Ye turned his head and, very naturally, reached out to tidy her somewhat messy hair at the temples, "You worked hard last night, having to suppress the Cold Poison and cooperate with my finger techniques."

Lin Qianxue's earlobes instantly turned crimson.

She lowered her head, avoiding Su Ye's burning gaze, and whispered:

"It is Light Snow who benefited greatly."

"The special Spiritual Power circulation route Senior Brother taught... though shy... though unique, it truly elevated my Ice Heart Art to another level."

Before, she always felt the Dao of the Sword was solitary, and the ice element even more so, cold and lonely.

Ice doesn't necessarily have to be bone-chilling.

Water doesn't necessarily have to be weak and uncontentious.

It was simply captivating.

Su Ye looked at the expressions of the two women, feeling greatly reassured.

He rolled out of bed, casually donning a snow-white inner garment, revealing his strong but not exaggerated chest.

"Since you're both awake, then get up."

Su Ye walked to the window, pushed it open, and let the mountain breeze blow in.

"Today I still need to pay my respects to Revered Master. Also, I want to strike while the iron is hot and share some insights on Cultivation with you."

Upon hearing the words "Revered Master".

Both women's bodies stiffened slightly.

The previously enchanting atmosphere instantly gained a touch of tension.

Lin Waner poked her head out from under the quilt and whispered, "Senior Brother... Revered Master, she..."

Cold Jade Palace was not far away.

With Revered Master's Divine Sense at the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, how could she not hear?

"Angry?"

Su Ye turned his head, his back to the sun, a meaningful smile on his face.

"Revered Master is simply distressed that we Cultivate so hard; how could she be angry?"

"Moreover..."

Su Ye paused, his tone becoming playful, "Revered Master has been confined in the Cold Palace for three hundred years."

Relieved?

The two women exchanged glances.

They felt that if Revered Master could get out, the first thing she would do would be to tear down this Snow Listening Tower, wouldn't she?

But since Senior Brother said so, then it must be right.

After all, on this Purple Bamboo Peak, Senior Brother's words were heavenly law... Half an hour later.

The two women were already dressed.

Lin Waner was still in a sky-blue long dress, delicate and charming; Lin Qianxue had changed back into her snow-white robes, as cold and ethereal as an immortal.

Only now.

They didn't rush to Cultivate as usual, but instead stood one on each side, serving Su Ye as he changed.

This was originally the job of Utility Disciples.

But ever since Revered Master went into seclusion (was imprisoned), Su Ye's daily life had been entirely handled by these several personal Junior Sisters.

Lin Waner stood on tiptoe, carefully adjusting Su Ye's collar, her soft little hands smoothing every wrinkle, her gaze as focused as if she were handling a rare treasure.

"Senior Brother, is this belt too tight?"

"Just right." Su Ye spread his arms, letting her do as she wished.

Behind him, Lin Qianxue was holding a jade comb, gently tying Su Ye's hair.

Although her movements were not as skilled as Waner's, each stroke was extremely careful, as if afraid of pulling a single strand of Senior Brother's hair.

Through the bronze mirror.

Su Ye could see the expressions on the two women's faces at this moment.

Gone was the rivalry from before last night, and the silent competition of mutual dislike.

In its place was a rare harmony.

"Senior Sister."

Lin Waner, who was hanging a jade pendant for Su Ye, suddenly spoke, her voice very soft.

"Hmm?" Lin Qianxue behind her responded.

"You know... actually, two people taking care of Senior Brother together, it seems... it's not impossible?"

Lin Waner's face was red, her eyes flickering, as if she was probing, or perhaps confirming something.

"Before, I was always afraid you'd snatch Senior Brother away, but last night..."

She bit her lip, her voice even lower.

Lin Qianxue's hand, holding the jade comb, paused slightly.

She raised her eyelids, glancing at Lin Waner in front of her through the mirror, then at Su Ye, who was resting with his eyes closed.

In those cold eyes, a rare hint of approval flickered.

"Mm."

Lin Qianxue responded faintly.

Although it was just one word, for her, who was usually so sparing with words, it was a great affirmation.

She paused, seemingly feeling that this was not clear enough, and added:

"Senior Brother's talent is exceptional, and he has the Awakening of the Supreme Bone."

"Relying solely on your meager water Spiritual Power indeed makes it difficult to meet Senior Brother's Cultivation needs."

"I help you for the greater good."

These words were grand and righteous, full of the noble integrity of a Sword Cultivator.

But Lin Waner, upon hearing them, pursed her lips and smiled, her big eyes curving into crescent moons.

"Yes, yes, Senior Sister is profoundly righteous."

"…"

Lin Qianxue was silent for a moment.

The jade comb in her hand gently glided through Su Ye's ink-black long hair, finally inserting a purple bamboo hairpin at the crown of his head.

"Acceptable."

A simple word.

Yet it seemed to have forged an unspoken offensive and defensive alliance within the Snow Listening Tower.

Very good.

This is how a mature harem should be.

Understood.

As for Second Junior Sister Ji Ziyue, who was still out on an experience, and that Fourth Junior Sister... when they returned and saw this solid front, they would probably have no choice but to obediently join this big family.

"Alright."

Su Ye opened his eyes, looking at the handsome, gentle, and jade-like Young Master in the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Today I need to go to the Scripture Pavilion to find a water-element movement technique suitable for Golden Core Stage Cultivation for Waner, and also to see if there are any advanced commentaries on sword formations for Light Snow."

As soon as these words were spoken.

The gratitude in the two women's eyes almost overflowed.

Senior Brother had just 'toiled' all night, yet the first thing he did upon waking was still for their Cultivation.

What selflessness!

What deep affection!

"Senior Brother..." Lin Waner was teary-eyed with emotion, "You also need to pay attention to your own rest."

"It's fine, for you, what is a little fatigue?"

Su Ye waved his hand, looking nonchalant.

He turned and walked out, pausing slightly at the door.

His gaze passed over the dense bamboo forest, falling upon the distant, lonely and cold palace—the Cold Jade Palace.

Although the morning sun was bright, it seemed unable to penetrate the shadows of that palace.

His Revered Master was imprisoned there.

Also the most beautiful woman in the Taichu Holy Land, Yun Yuzhen.

"System, check Yun Yuzhen's current status."

Su Ye thought silently.

[Querying...]

[Yun Yuzhen (Revered Master):]

[Status: Weak, Cold Poison suppressed (actually hungry), ashamed and angry, restless.]

[Current mood: Extremely bad.]

[Currently doing: Repeatedly sweeping the Snow Listening Tower with Divine Sense, gnashing teeth and cursing the Rebellious Disciple.]

[Affection: -99 (Hate to the bone, yet love-hate).]

[Hatred value: Off the charts.]

Seeing "restless" and "gnashing teeth," the smile on Su Ye's lips became somewhat wicked.

It seemed Revered Master had indeed heard last night's sounds clearly.

This was the effect he wanted.

For an Empress who was high above and believed she controlled everything, simple imprisonment could only wear down her body, but not her arrogance.

Only this kind of direct psychological stimulation, making her feel the panic of being ignored and replaced, could slowly tear apart her dignity.

Making her understand.

Who truly called the shots on Purple Bamboo Peak now.

"Waner, Light Snow."

Su Ye suddenly spoke.

"Here!" The two women responded in unison.

"I'm going to the Scripture Pavilion. You two go to the back mountain to catch a few Five Spirits Brocade Chickens and gather more Spiritual Bamboo Shoots."

Su Ye turned around, facing the morning light, his white robes spotless.

"Since Revered Master likes it, we should show our filial piety."

"Tonight, I'll make Revered Master an even bigger pot."

"After all..."

Su Ye squinted, chuckling, "Only when you're full do you have the strength to scold people, isn't that right?"

Lin Waner and Lin Qianxue exchanged glances.

Although they didn't understand why Senior Brother was so 'obsessed' with their always cold-faced Revered Master, as long as Senior Brother commanded it, they would obey.

"Yes, Senior Brother!"

"We'll go right away, and we'll pick the fattest chickens!"

Watching the two graceful figures happily flying on their swords towards the back mountain.

Su Ye stood with his hands behind his back, lightly flicking non-existent dust from his sleeve.

"Revered Master, oh Revered Master."

"Through these long days, your disciple fears you might be lonely."

"This grand play has only just begun."

At this moment.

Deep within the Cold Jade Palace.

A pair of beautiful but bloodshot eyes stared intently at the snow-white figure in the water mirror technique.

"Rebellious Disciple..."

"Su Ye... you Rebellious Disciple!"

A suppressed roar to the extreme echoed in the empty hall, making the surrounding profound ice crackle.

But in this roar, besides anger.

There seemed to be a hint of... grievance, which even she herself hadn't noticed.

And a shameful longing for that so-called 'chicken soup'.