Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

"Unless what?"

Ye Huairou pressed for more information, her expression showing great urgency.

"Unless you ask Professor Dong Zhong to intervene," the senior student revealed the answer.

"Given her status as a sixth-realm Martial King, she could apply to the Martial Arts Association for an investigation, using an excuse like 'investigating suspicious individuals'."

"Getting information about someone isn't difficult."

Upon hearing this, Ye Huairou immediately shook her head.

"No! Absolutely not!"

"The teacher is the most principled person in his conduct."

"She would absolutely not agree to this illegal act of abusing her power to investigate other people's privacy."

"Besides..." Ye Huairou's voice lowered.

"What if the older man finds out about this and feels offended?"

The senior student helplessly shrugged:

"If this doesn't work, then we're left with only one last, clumsy method..."

"Publish a thank-you letter in your name, Ye Huairou, within the martial arts community, along with a gift that he absolutely cannot refuse."

"Maybe after he sees this, he'll come to the academy to find you?"

Ye Huairou fell silent.

Public thanks?

Offer him a thank-you gift that will win his heart?

That's what she thought at first too.

But that annoying old man is someone who possesses god-level martial arts skills.

The background is definitely extraordinary!

What would he lack?

I simply can't afford to take out anything too valuable.

As for those that are too ordinary, the other party probably won't even give them a second glance.

Could it be... that I will never see him again?

"No!"

Ye Huairou clenched her fists.

I won't give up so easily!

Stinky old man!

You stole my first kiss, don't think you can get away with it by hiding!

I will find you someday!

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the next day.

Railway Station in Area A.

"Finally back in Area A!"

Yang Xian breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the station with the flow of people.

Then, he spotted the beautiful figure standing at the exit.

Her long, jet-black hair reached her waist, with natural, slight curls, and was casually draped over her shoulders.

A confident and radiant smile graced her pretty face.

She was wearing a well-tailored sailor uniform, the skirt of which swayed in the wind.

Her two long legs were encased in Yang Xian's favorite black stockings...

"Over here!"

Jiang Mengyun waved her hand.

She strode forward, opened her arms wide, and gave Yang Xian a tight hug.

The girl still carried that familiar sweet fragrance.

"Honey, welcome back. You must be tired from your mission."

Yang Xian reached out and hugged her. "Are you alright?"

The fatigue I felt from all the travel instantly dissipated.

Yang Xian's gaze unconsciously swept around Jiang Mengyun's surroundings.

Ok?

Su Lingling didn't come?

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Mengyun's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Looking around like that, are you looking for that little vixen, Su Lingling?"

"What? Isn't it enough that I came to pick you up alone?"

Yang Xian felt a chill run down his spine, and his survival instinct kicked in instantly.

"That's enough! Of course it's enough!"

The truth is, Jiang Mengyun and Su Lingling had made an agreement.

This time, with Yang Xian back, the daytime belongs to Jiang Mengyun, while the evenings belong to Su Lingling.

"Hmph, you're smart to know what's good for you."

Jiang Mengyun took Yang Xian's hand and they intertwined their fingers.

The two got together into a familiar black extended luxury car.

The car door closed, cutting off all outside sight.

Jiang Mengyun suddenly flipped over and pinned Yang Xian down on the soft leather seat.

Before Yang Xian could react, he met a pair of beautiful eyes that were questioning him.

"explain!"

Jiang Mengyun placed her hands on either side of his shoulders, looking down at him.

"Where's the mask I gave you?"

"Why did you take it off! Were you flirting with other women while I was away?"

"Mengyun! Let me explain!" Yang Xian hurriedly pulled out the broken human skin mask from his pocket.

"Look, the mask was accidentally torn by a monster..."

On the mask, there was a hideous claw mark, which looked particularly tragic.

Jiang Mengyun picked up the mask, glanced at it, and then threw it aside.

"Don't try to downplay the important points!"

"It doesn't matter that the mask is broken!"

"The important thing is... whether you've been flirting with other women!"

"No! Absolutely not!" Yang Xian replied righteously and decisively.

At most, I just happened to save two girls!

One is a pitiful high school student who is being bullied by thugs.

The other is a genius student who is about to be killed by a monster.

But it's definitely not about flirting!

Because from beginning to end, I had no improper thoughts whatsoever!

"Really—no?"

Jiang Mengyun drawled out her words, her eyes still filled with undiminished suspicion.

"I really didn't! I swear!"

Yang Xian held up three fingers. "I'm going on a mission, not a vacation or date. Besides, I'm wearing that old man mask most of the time..."

"Hmph! You better not have it!" Jiang Mengyun temporarily believed his words.

"However, it's true that the mask I borrowed from you is broken, right?"

"Tell me, what are you going to give me in return?"

Yang Xian: "???"

what?

Do I have to pay for that thing?

Didn't you force it on me yourself?

Seeing Jiang Mengyun's mischievous smile, Yang Xian immediately understood what she meant.

He sighed helplessly, leaned forward, and gently pecked Jiang Mengyun's lips.

"Is that enough?"

Jiang Mengyun licked her lips.

"not enough."

Yang Xian had no choice but to kiss him again.

Jiang Mengyun gently shook her head, her smile deepening.

"It's still not enough..."

"It has to be done this way!"

Before she could finish speaking, she didn't give Yang Xian another chance and kissed him directly.

Yang Xian struggled symbolically for a couple of moments, then completely gave up resisting, letting the other party do whatever they wanted.

After a long while, their lips parted.

The air inside the carriage became somewhat ambiguous.

Jiang Mengyun got off him contentedly and nestled in Yang Xian's arms.

"Honey, the mission is finally over. You'll have to spend some quality time with me from now on."

Yang Xian hugged her and spoke apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Mengyun."

"I might have to go out again in a couple of days."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mengyun immediately raised her head, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"Going out again? Where to?"

"We're going to participate in a secret realm selection competition," Yang Xian explained.

"The Secret Realm Selection Tournament?" Jiang Mengyun looked somewhat surprised. "You mean... the South China Sea 121 Secret Realm that's about to open?"

"Yes." Yang Xian nodded.

"The qualifying competition will be held in the core area. I was delayed for too long this time. Judging from the dates, the competition will start in a few days."

"I need to get there early to prepare."

Jiang Mengyun frowned even more, her eyes filled with confusion.

"What are you, a mere second-realm martial artist, going to participate in that?"

"That selection competition is against the best of the best from all three realms. Wouldn't you be just throwing your life away if you went?"