Chapter 12 - Zhao Yang'er(鸯儿)

"Ancient Desolate Sacred Body!"

"Backed by the Jun Family!"

"At the very least, his fortune must be purple!"

"A cheat that grows stronger with each setback!"

"Dammit, how is anyone supposed to compete when one person has stacked so many buffs?"

The more Cao Wenbin analyzed, the darker his expression became. However, it didn't take long for him to realize that, aside from his luck, he was not truly inferior to Jun Xiaoyao in any other aspect.

Yes, the Ancient Desolate Sacred Body was impressive, but his own Forbidden Physique was nothing to scoff at!

Jun Xiaoyao had the Jun family behind him, but wasn't the Cao family supporting him just as well?

As for cheats, he had two—perhaps even stronger than Jun Xiaoyao's!

"It seems I'll need to figure out how to enhance my fortune."

"Three years remain before that guy comes down from the mountain. Before then, I must at least raise my fortune to the blue level."

"Only then will I have the qualifications to challenge him."

With this thought in mind, Cao Wenbin instinctively glanced at himself.

Yet, the next moment, a bitter smile crossed his face.

Though he had managed to lower Die Ke's fortune by ten percent with Die Yunyu's cry not long ago, he hadn't absorbed much of it.

At this moment, only a faint red glow surrounded him.

"Little one, don't underestimate yourself. For a cultivator, a difference of twenty years isn't insurmountable. You'll catch up in no time!"

Clearly, the Sixth Ancestor had misunderstood the situation. She assumed that Cao Wenbin was feeling discouraged.

"Whether or not the gap is big depends on whether you're willing to spread your legs."

"If you take the initiative, I could overtake Jun Xiaoyao in a heartbeat!"

Of course, this was something he only dared to think, not say out loud.

If he voiced it, even if the Sixth Ancestor didn't get angry, Cao Ziyan would surely crush him!

"Sigh, back to hard cultivation then."

"After all, he's an Emperor-level powerhouse, while I'm merely at the Innate stage."

"The gap between us is indeed far too great!"

"If I don't make progress, even if my seduction skills are top-notch and I manage to win over the Ancestor, it's doubtful I could break through his defenses!"

"Still, a little charm-building never hurts."

Having made up his mind, Cao Wenbin acted immediately.

"Rest assured, Ancestor, I'm not wallowing in self-pity!"

"Oh, by the way, Ancestor, what is your name? It feels a bit distant always calling you 'Ancestor'."

"You insolent brat..."

Cao Ziyan was about to explode once again, but the Sixth Ancestor interrupted him.

"My imperial name is Zhao Yuan'er."

Upon hearing her name, Cao Wenbin quickly seized the opportunity to be playful.

"Then from now on, I'll call you Sister Yuan'er!"

Cao Ziyan nearly fainted in shock!

This was the Sixth Ancestor! How could he dare!

Yet to his astonishment...

"Call me whatever you wish."

"Well, I've said all I needed to say. Go on, attend to your own matters. There's no need to keep this old woman company."

Cao Wenbin had intended to say a few more cheeky lines, but Cao Ziyan didn't give him the chance.

Grabbing his collar, he dragged him out of the forbidden grounds.

...

"Brat, from now on, you must be respectful whenever you meet the Sixth Ancestor!"

"And that jade pendant—don't use it recklessly unless it's absolutely necessary!"

"The Sixth Ancestor is someone who enjoys peace and quiet, not commotion!"

Back in the council hall, Cao Ziyan immediately began lecturing his son.

But unfortunately, Cao Wenbin wasn't listening at all.

Seeing no other option, Cao Ziyan resorted to a different approach.

"The Sixth Ancestor holds a lofty status and cannot frequently be out and about."

"How about this, I'll assign you a protector instead."

"For minor issues, she'll handle them. If she can't, then you can summon the Sixth Ancestor."

Without waiting for a response, Cao Ziyan signaled outside.

Moments later, a petite woman, no taller than 1.5 meters, and exceedingly cute, entered the room.

"Aunt Xue?"

Cao Wenbin recognized this woman. She was Lin Shiyin's handmaid.

Her full name was Xue Rou.

One of the dowry items.

She possessed extraordinary talent in cultivation and had now likely reached the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm!

By all rights, women brought as dowry were destined to become the groom's concubines.

But because Lin Shiyin was too domineering and Cao Ziyan was somewhat henpecked, so many years had passed without him succeeding.

"Has Dad finally given up?"

"If that's the case, then I won't be polite!"

"Though Aunt Xue wasn't part of the Ten Thousand Beauties Chronicle, her looks paired with that adorable charm are enough to make anyone's heart race!"

Despite the mischievous thoughts swirling in his mind, Cao Wenbin remained outwardly respectful.

"Aunt Xue, I'll be troubling you from now on."

Sticking out her tongue playfully, Xue Rou cheerfully replied, "Young Master, you're too kind!"

"Just let me know if there's anything you need!"

Seeing this, Cao Wenbin became even more determined in his previous thoughts.

D*mn, she's just too irresistible!

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