Chaotic World Book

"What's the problem?"

"The Ancient White Tiger is male. Having an outsider in our family array will definitely be a bit inappropriate. But it's different with you..."

"..." That makes so much sense, Yue Hongling was speechless.

San Niang said, "The White Tiger governs metal, which in martial arts is about the slaying of hundreds of weapons, a pure warrior. Among them, the sword is the king of all weapons, matching you well. Your martial arts inheritance comes from the Sword Emperor, but it's extremely shallow, as if you've only acquired a trace of Sword Intent, mostly self-developed, still rather biased and monotone, requiring other sword paths to supplement and perfect it; the White Tiger's weapons suit you well. Moreover, if you were to face the Sword Emperor, relying solely on the inherited Sword Intent might suppress you; you need other means as well."

Yue Hongling listened and was somewhat moved, feeling it made a lot of sense.

She's always wanted to explore the Sword Emperor's Tomb but hesitated, and that's a big factor. Seeing how Yuxu faced the Tao Venerable, Xue Canghai and others faced Lie, that kind of suppression almost doesn't need a fight. If Zhao Changhe hadn't taken a different path, he would've been wiped out in the battle when the Spirit Clan led by Yin Kui brought out Lie.

If she were to face the Sword Emperor, merely keeping up with cultivation might not be enough; indeed, she needs to broaden into some other paths, and the White Tiger's weaponry as top-tier inheritance is certainly an excellent choice.

It's just like competing with Xia Chichi...

Yue Hongling hesitated, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate... By the way, can sister decide such things?"

"This counts as sect affairs. When it comes to sect affairs, what I, Xuanwu, say is considered. Even the Sect Hierarch must carefully consider my opinion."

"The Sect Hierarch is Changhe?"

"Changhe is our offered god plaque; he basically doesn't bother with our sect affairs, and even the sect's texts he remembered only because he was punished to copy them... The Sect Hierarch is Chichi herself."

Yue Hongling: "..."

San Niang squinted at her, "Are you scared, Yue Heroine, not daring to compete with our Chichi?"

"Smack!" The wine bowl hit the table heavily: "Who says I'm scared!"

"Anyway, it's a matter for the future to truly inherit, at least until you defeat this Ancient White Tiger. I'm just discussing it with you for now, if you're interested, that's good." San Niang blinked, "Alright, I have some other things to do, we can chat more later."

Yue Hongling was curious, "What is it?"

San Niang confidently said, "Eavesdropping."

Yue Hongling: "..."

Turning her head, she saw that the couple who had just completed their ritual to heaven and earth had already slipped out — theoretically, this is a grand rite, with rewards and admonishments that should be presided over by Huangfu Qing as the commander of the three armies and Zhao Changhe as King Zhao, but the pair had no awareness of their role as supreme leaders. They treated it purely as a wedding, handing all affairs over to the old father-in-law after the ritual, and went off to their bridal chamber.

The bridal chamber was in the Secret Realm, its entrance already blocked off again, no one could eavesdrop. Yue Hongling watched San Niang dart to an uninhabited corner behind a mountain. With a flip of her slender hand, she produced a Water Mirror.

Yue Hongling was dumbfounded as she watched the Water Mirror display Zhao Changhe and Huangfu Qing rolling onto the bed, sweetly kissing each other, leaving her stunned.

Since the heroine girl followed Zhao Changhe, she dealt with all sorts of messy things, but she hadn't seen someone openly peeping at others in bed. Truly, they're befitting of being a Demon Sect, each one more impish than the last.

I want to join such a broken sect?

Guigui righteously said, "What's with that expression, isn't it nice to watch?"

"No, how did you manage, it's separated by a realm?"

"I secretly split my soul in advance and hid it in there, waiting for this moment."

Yue Hongling: "..."

"Look at those seductive eyes, tsk tsk, it's almost dripping with moisture..." San Niang examined closely, "Oh, the hand just went in... and it's the woman helping the man to undo his belt first, truly a lewd woman..."

Yue Hongling twitched her mouth, having to admit it's quite captivating, and so high-definition.

"See how proactive she is, even kissing a man's chest." San Niang commented, "I bet she'll go further down, out of the few of us, she's the most willing... And she acts all dignified every day when she's clearly the most passionate one, right?"

Yue Hongling stretched her neck to watch, thinking that Sisi also seemed quite willing. But Sisi's willingness was normal, it's written on her face, whereas with Vermilion Bird there's a bit of a contrast...

Speaking of which, why does the Water Mirror have no sound?

As she was wondering this, she heard an "Oh dear" as Zhao Changhe in the image reached out and grabbed San Niang's hidden soul out of wherever it was.

San Niang struggled, "How did you discover me? I was using the Turtle Breath Technique!"

"Someone's watching me; if I couldn't sense it, I wouldn't have survived until now!" Seeing it was this damn tortoise, the two disturbed from their wedding night were both angry and amused; Huangfu Qing pinched San Niang fiercely: "Tell me, how do you want to die?"

San Niang's eyes darted around: "This is a split soul, a soul body, how can you... hey hey hey?"

Her soul body was fixed, and the non-essential clothing vanished. San Niang was shocked to discover she had become corporeal, pressed down viciously by Huangfu Qing onto the cloud mist: "I'm dealing with the soul body!"

"Damn it, you're using the transformation of life and death here? No, there's also the transformation of reality and illusion, right? Hey hey... Zhao Changhe, is this your mouth."

Huangfu Qing scolded, "Want to enjoy another place, do you? Let me!"

Listening outside, San Niang, held down by her sisters joining forces with the man, was overwhelmed. Yue Hongling carefully retreated, watching helplessly as San Niang, holding a mirror outside, trembled all over, her pretty face instantly blushing.

Soul split, the body naturally felt the same, not a complete separation.

This group of Demon Sect people; one used the soul split technique peeping at the bed in Imperial Realm Second Layer, one toyed with others' souls using life and death powers, and one transformed souls into tangible bodies with reality and illusion. They attacked from above and below, literally turning Xuanwu Venerable, whose defense was invincible, into a sieve.

The heroine couldn't hold back, fleeing the scene.

The last thing heard was San Niang's body outside weakly shouting: "Open the door, I want to come in..."

The Secret Realm opened a crack, and San Niang voluntarily squeezed in.

Yue Hongling suddenly understood, San Niang did it on purpose, she too wanted a man, feeling envious seeing others joyfully marrying, seeking her involvement.

Inside, Huangfu Qing scratched her head, realizing she seemed to have been tricked.

At the moment, two San Niangs, one provocative and the other quiet, accompanied Zhao Changhe, engaging happily with him, leaving no space for herself.

Did you cultivate the Turtle Snake Avatar just to occupy a man?

I got married, so you have to marry too?

"Yuan San Niang! Merge back together! Avatars are not used like this! Go lie down to the side first, it's your turn later!"

Actually, Zhao Changhe really wanted to say avatars are used like this... of course, he dared not say this in front of the furious Huangfu Qing.

Truthfully, Zhao Changhe also wanted to say, the true top of the Heavenly List should be San Niang.

This time the Heavenly List wasn't merely a replacement; it was rearranged quite a bit, for example, San Niang is now second. If genuinely argued, she could be first.

She fought alone against the split soul of the Longevity Heavenly God for several days, also exchanging blows with the original Heavenly List first, Tie Muer, gaining an upper hand even when Tie Muer was greatly distracted. Just needing to add Ying Wu, who hadn't broken through yet, as the last straw to directly defeat Tie Muer, coupled with Yue Hongling's trace of hidden Sword Qi, nearly killed him.

Her Turtle Snake Two-split Art truly glimpsed the door to Imperial Realm Second Layer, only needing the avatars to act independently to break through decisively.

Including transforming the Great Desert into marshlands, her prowess on the battlefield was undeniably primary. Indeed, the strongest has no obvious achievements, hardly reflected in the battle reports of the Chaotic World Book her true strength.

Of course, if counting Star River and Dragon Sparrow as her power, sometimes it could be considered three against one, San Niang might not necessarily be her match; ranking herself first indeed poses no issue.

Mainly, the rankings by the blind man are increasingly ignoring the rules; though the public sees them as credible, Zhao Changhe sees less credibility now. She ranked herself first, Zhao Changhe isn't sure if there's another agenda here.

Now, in Zhao Changhe's eyes, this true top figure, like a wronged little wife, waiting fixed aside to be favored, that feeling is indescribable.

Not until Huangfu Qing was sated and embraced San Niang to fondle, did Zhao Changhe lean over to ask: "Hey, you don't care about saving face..."

"Face, how much is it worth per kilogram?" San Niang blinked her eyes, smiling radiantly: "Changhe, I missed you..."

"..."

"For others, I'd be too lazy to do anything... since it's Qing'er, what's the problem? She's only pretending to be angry."

Huangfu Qing: "..."

San Niang cuddled Zhao Changhe's neck, pouting: "You threw me into the Great Desert to eat sand for months, can't I have a bit of emotion? I'm saying this, no matter where the next battlefield is, how everyone divides the routes... Anyway, next time I want to be with you, no one fights me for it."

Zhao Changhe kissed her lips, speaking softly: "Alright."

San Niang immediately beamed with joy: "Want me. I want full strength."