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In the world of cultivation, within the chambers of Yunlan Palace—
“It’s finally done, my child. Daddy has ascended…”
After happily rolling around on the warm bed made of ten-thousand-year Fire Spirit Jade, Lin Wan affectionately stroked the cat, Han Ning, in his arms, his sparkling peach blossom eyes brimming with happiness.
Back in the day, when he first crossed over from Earth as a neglected child with no one to care for him, facing the unfamiliar, high-magic, and high-martial cultivation world was truly difficult, and he struggled to make ends meet.
Fortunately, with his exceptional talent and relentless effort, along with Han Ning’s extreme sensitivity to heavenly materials and treasures, after many long years, he had finally made it!
“Ning, Daddy has finally ascended! From now on, no one can bully the two of us anymore!”
“Meow~”
Upon hearing this, the fluffy, chubby white cat nestled in Lin Wan’s arms let out a sweet and affectionate meow, nuzzling against its owner. Its demeanor shifted from the usual laziness, displaying an undeniable clinginess.
After joyfully petting the cat for a while, a handsome face suddenly flashed through Lin Wan's mind.
Sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, with depths like a serene lake.
Even though he was already so familiar with this face and its owner that he could recognize them even if turned to ash, Lin Wan's heart still raced when he recalled it unexpectedly.
It must be said, although his rival had some issues, that face was indeed good-looking…
In those days, mesmerized by that stunning face, which completely aligned with his aesthetic, Lin Wan, a devoted beauty enthusiast, earnestly and passionately wanted to be lifelong friends with his rival—Luo Zixuan.
But unfortunately, Lin Wan had no idea what that dog of a person, Luo Zixuan, was really thinking and how his thought process could be so unique.
On the second day of their friendship, Lin Wan excitedly ran to find Luo Zixuan to chat.
Then Lin Wan found himself in a daze as he witnessed his then-friend, later rival, Luo Zixuan, first giving him a serious and bewildering lecture before genuinely beating him up under the pretense of “sparring.”
Lin Wan: ???
Two days later, after finally recovering from his injuries and wondering if there had been a misunderstanding, he, driven by that good-looking face, approached Luo Zixuan's cave again.
Without saying a word, Lin Wan was once again beaten up by Luo Zixuan, who insisted it was for “mutual sparring to enhance his self-defense capabilities.”
Afterward, Luo Zixuan, with a tight-lipped expression, ominously handed Lin Wan a pile of heavenly materials and treasures.
Lin Wan: ???
Seeing that every time they met, Luo Zixuan dragged him off for forced “sparring,” Lin Wan grew angry.
He, Lin Wan, as an auxiliary cultivator who had fully invested his skill points into formations, artifact forging, and alchemy, must have water in his brain to seek sparring with a battle-hardened sword cultivator like Luo Zixuan!
After confirming that there were no misunderstandings between them, Lin Wan gradually realized something that left him deeply saddened—
Luo Zixuan really disliked him.
As for that pile of valuable heavenly materials and treasures, recalling the rumors surrounding Luo Zixuan, Lin Wan couldn’t help but snicker, thinking that Luo Zixuan was just paying to get himself a punching bag.
A beauty enthusiast also has their pride. Thus, from that point on, Lin Wan officially severed ties with Luo Zixuan and never sought him out again.
But when he stopped looking for Luo Zixuan, the latter instead began to approach him.
A few days later, after finishing his cultivation, Lin Wan, happily cuddling with his cat in his cave, was met with an unexpected visitor.
Seeing Luo Zixuan, who stood solemnly at his cave’s entrance, Lin Wan, filled with naïve hope that he might be coming to apologize, cautiously opened the door.
As Lin Wan watched with a mix of vigilance and anticipation, he heard Luo Zixuan coldly frown and say,
“Ze Zhi, in cultivation one must progress or risk regression. How can you so easily give up? Come, let’s spar a bit.”
Lin Wan: ???
"No, bro, what did I give up on? And if I remember correctly, weren't we supposed to have fallen out already???"
"Not really..."
Before he could finish refusing, Lin Wan was once again relentlessly beaten by Luo Zixuan.
What the hell... Is this person out of their mind?!
Countless curses flashed through Lin Wan's mind as he looked at the pile of precious materials Luo Zixuan had left beside him before leaving, tears of regret streaming down his face.
Why did he ever think it was a good idea to provoke this idiot?!
As the saying goes, once the bow is drawn, there’s no turning back; a person's persistence can be terrifying at times.
Although Lin Wan had long made it clear he wanted to escape, Luo Zixuan unilaterally clung to him with an inexplicable determination, stubbornly insisting on sparring with him.
Thus, Lin Wan was forced to fight with him all the way from their early days as unknowns to both becoming powerful figures in their own rights, and eventually both ascending to godhood.
During this time, Lin Wan did attempt to resist. As a versatile and rare support-type cultivator in the cultivation world, and one of its renowned golden thighs, he had a vast network of friends.
However, Luo Zixuan managed to withstand all the beatings from Lin Wan's friends, decisively defeating anyone who dared to challenge him, thereby establishing himself as the most formidable fighter in the cultivation realm.
And so, Luo Zixuan thrived in this unwelcoming world of cultivation, tenaciously clinging to Lin Wan and seizing every opportunity to provoke him into a fight.
Indeed, one misstep can lead to eternal regret!
Thinking of this, Lin Wan couldn't help but shed a few tears of self-pity.
What infuriated him even more was that just when Lin Wan successfully overcame his tribulation and became the only one in nearly a thousand years to ascend to godhood, he happily stepped out, intending to boast about his achievement to his rival and give him a good beating.
However, before he could reach Luo Zixuan's cave, he was taken aback to find that his rival, that crazy Luo Zixuan, had also followed closely behind and ascended.
Initially hoping to settle scores, this time it was clear he would be completely outmatched by that bastard!
...
After recalling that dreadful memory, Lin Wan angrily stroked the soft fur of Han Ning, then rolled over with his little blanket, preparing for a nap.
Forget it, forget it. After so many years of hard work, he finally made it. From now on, he, Lin Wan, as one of the two who overcame the tribulation and ascended in the current cultivation world, would embark on his wonderful life!
The cultivation world is so vast; he could just avoid that idiot in the future.
Happy with this thought, Lin Wan hugged his little blanket and blissfully fell into a deep sleep.
After he dozed off, Han Ning, the fluffy cat beside him, tiptoed to his neck, affectionately nudging and burrowing there for quite some time, only reluctantly lifting its head after a while.
Then, a mysterious light flashed in Han Ning's big, bright cat eyes.
A mysterious wave quietly appeared in the grand hall. When the wave dissipated, Lin Wan and Han Ning were nowhere to be found in the spacious bedroom.
At the same time, a thousand miles away, Luo Zixuan, holding his sword and eager to find his beloved for some "sparring and exchanges," also vanished without a trace.
...
"Lin Wan... Lin Wan!"
A sharp and piercing roar rang in Lin Wan's ears, forcibly awakening him from his slumber.
Who is this junior? Do they not know that he has already ascended to godhood? How dare they be so disrespectful in front of him...
Huh... Strange, why does his head feel so heavy?!
Could it be that Luo Zixuan, that idiot, finally gave up their open rivalry and started playing dirty...?
Raising his foggy head, Lin Wan rubbed his eyes, still hazy from waking up, and looked forward with confusion.
In front of him stood a young woman, her face twisted in anger, striding towards him.
As he gazed at her—someone who looked incredibly familiar yet he couldn't recall who she was—Lin Wan's mind suddenly conjured a strange thought.
I've seen this girl before.
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