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Chapter 73: Your Notorious Reputation Precedes You
🕑 Added 2025-05-01 12:05:22 +0000 UTC[The two sisters currently serve as martial officers under the Ten-Lords Commission. While pursuing a criminal today, they unexpectedly encountered a madman. Cornered with no escape, the fugitive detonated a homemade bomb.]
[Xueyi, often impulsive in her actions, charged ahead and took the full brunt of the explosion. Her entire body was blown apart, leaving only her head intact.]
[While the Xianzhou natives possess remarkable vitality—capable of reattaching severed heads—they still need a body to reattach it to. With only a head remaining, salvation would require nothing short of a Lord of Abundance's intervention. Thus, Hanya immediately cradled her sister's head and rushed to the Hall of the Elixir Sovereign to beg for your help.]
[You gaze at her with an ambiguous smile.
"There's no such thing as a free lunch. I presume you understand that a price must be paid?"]
[Hanya, clearly mentally prepared, responds without hesitation:
"As long as my sister can be saved, I'll agree to any condition."]
["Worry not—I'm no devil. A life for a life. I'll save your sister, and you'll belong to me."
Solon smiles as he lays out his terms.]
["Agreed." After only a brief pause, Hanya nods in acceptance.]
[She knows full well what awaits her.]
[Your infamous reputation is known to every soul across the Xianzhou. Your insatiable lust, in particular, is legendary. Everyone knows that once a woman enters your Hall of the Elixir Sovereign, she's like a meat bun thrown at a dog—gone without a trace.]
[That said, though Hanya hesitates, appearing conflicted and ashamed, the truth is that women lining up to become "Celestial Maidens" could form a queue stretching from the Luofu to the Yaoqing.]
[Especially now, with the Foxians and the Vidyadhara having joined the Xianzhou, the competition has grown fiercer. Where once only looks and attire mattered, now even temperament, refinement, and ability are part of the selection criteria.]
[Your standards are high—not just any woman qualifies to be chosen as a "Celestial Maiden." Moreover, dual cultivation with you grants three to four thousand years of extended lifespan—a reward far more enticing than wealth or power.]
[In fact, if other "Celestial Maidens" were to witness Hanya's hesitant act, they'd likely sneer behind her back: "How pretentious can you get?"]
[[Special Scenario Triggered: Enter Reality Simulation?]
Without hesitation, Solon selects "Yes."
As the familiar dizziness washes over him, Solon opens his eyes to find himself standing in an opulent palace.
The grand hall is adorned in lavish gold—a hue beloved by Buddhist aesthetics—accented with glistening gemstones: lapis lazuli, crystal, coral, pearls, agate, and amber, creating a dazzling, golden radiance.
Yet Solon's attention quickly shifts to the voluptuous young woman before him.
Noticing Hanya's hesitant expression, Solon guesses her concerns and casually beckons toward the jar in her hands.
The container floats obediently into his grasp.
Under Hanya's anxious gaze, Solon carefully extracts Xueyi's head from the preservation fluid.
A golden glow envelops Solon's body—a manifestation of vast quantities of Imaginary energy being harnessed. Verdant Abundance energy pours from his palms, engulfing Xueyi's head in an emerald aura.
The green light intensifies, as phantom vines and rice stalks materialize in the air. A rich, life-giving fragrance permeates the entire palace.
Before long, the radiance fades. A slender female body descends gently from the air, landing before Solon.
Staying true to the "original work," Solon deliberately alters Xueyi's blue-gray hair (which matches Hanya's) to a familiar black.
His gaze sweeps over Xueyi's now fully exposed form, leaving no secrets hidden.
"A 'snowy fox'...?"
Solon's eyes flicker with amusement as he glances at Hanya, who stands below the lotus platform, her expression a mix of excitement and apprehension.
Comparisons are inevitable.
Next to Hanya's curvaceous figure, Xueyi's body appears almost delicate.
Not only is she a full half-head shorter than her sister, but her "frontal armor" is barely a handful—fitting for a girl her size. Paired with her petite face and short, practical haircut, she looks no older than sixteen or seventeen.
Hanya, on the other hand, is tall and long-legged, with proportions so generous they threaten to burst through her robes.
Judging by physique alone, one might think the sisters' roles were reversed.
Perhaps Hanya had been bullying her elder sister even in the womb, stealing all the nutrients for herself.
This contrast, admittedly, holds its own charm.
Seeing her sister's restored body, Hanya nearly rushes forward—but hesitates, fearing disrespect. Instead, she strains her neck, peering anxiously toward the platform.
Noticing her distress, Solon's lips curl in faint amusement.
"Come up if you wish to see."
"Y-Yes! Thank you, Master!"
With permission granted, Hanya hurries up, carefully inspecting Xueyi's body with her hands.
After a thorough examination, she finally exhales in relief.
Her sister's bodily functions are gradually stabilizing. The only question is why she hasn't woken yet—though, given that she'd been reduced to just a head, immediate consciousness might be too much to expect.
Still, concern lingers.
"Master... when will my sister wake up?"
Solon smiles.
"No need to worry. Her body has just undergone reconstruction. Once all vital signs stabilize, she'll awaken naturally. Hmm... likely within half a system hour."
Hearing this, Hanya's tension eases.
Yet soon, the atmosphere between them grows thick with unspoken tension.
Hanya's fingers fidget with the hem of her robe, her gaze lowered, unable to meet Solon's eyes.
She can feel the heat of his stare—scorching even through layers of fabric, as if her skin itself were burning.
"Undress."
Solon's voice is calm, matter-of-fact.
"Eh? S-So direct?!"
Hanya's head jerks up, her usually dull, listless eyes widening in shock.
"Why the surprise? You are now one of my 'Celestial Maidens.' It's only right that this humble monk... thoroughly imparts Buddhist teachings to you."
As he speaks, Solon loosens his monastic robes, revealing the Diamond Vajra Pestle.
"First, this Vajra shall strike away the impurities within your flesh. Only then can true Buddhist wisdom be instilled."
Hanya's grip tightens on her clothes. Her throat bobs as she stares at the massive, glinting pestle in Solon's hand.
"W-Will I... survive being struck by something so large...?"
And besides—
Her gaze darts toward her unconscious sister, then to the empty hall and the distant doors.
For some reason, she can't shake the feeling that someone might barge in mid-"teaching"... or worse, that Xueyi might wake at the worst possible moment.
Doing this in front of her sister is just... too much.]
