Chapter 487: There is a Fairy Wife at Home!
Shen Anyu's urgent concern warmed Huangfu Xian's heart, and she said softly: "I don't have much information about the Heavenly Emperor Palace in my memory, and I don't know if there's any enmity, but in my memory, the Heavenly Emperor Palace is very strong, extremely strong. From my memories, I sense my own apprehension towards the Heavenly Emperor Palace."
Shen Anyu's eyes flickered upon hearing this, then he shook his head, a dismissive smile touching his lips. An ancient apprehension from a forgotten era meant little to him. More than fifteen hundred years had passed; even if some distant ancestor of the Yanxia Shen Family had managed to ascend and join this Heavenly Emperor Palace, they would have long since crumbled into dust, their legends fading into the annals of history.
A Nascent Soul cultivator, for all their world-shaking power, was still bound by the chains of mortality. Their Lifespan was a mere thousand years. Even with the aid of priceless longevity elixirs and miraculous spiritual fruits, stretching that limit was a desperate and often futile struggle. Time was the ultimate equalizer, grinding gods and mortals alike into nothingness.
The only exceptions were those who defied convention. One would need a miraculous, heaven-defying art like his own Two-Aspects Life-Death Medical Scripture, which danced on the very edge of creation and destruction to manipulate life force. Or, one would have to achieve the impossible—breaking through the Nascent Soul stage to reach the legendary Spirit Transformation stage, a feat that was likely unheard of in this barren, modern world.
'So, a fifteen-hundred-year-old ghost story. How quaint. It's not a threat, just a historical footnote,' Shen Anyu concluded, his focus shifting back to the far more tangible and valuable entity before him.
He leaned closer to the Black Jade Qilin Pendant, his voice dropping to a low, intimate murmur that seemed to resonate directly with her soul. "Xian'er, let's not worry about ancient history for now. How is your Divine Soul? What kind of treasures, what manner of spiritual materials do you need to mend your wounds?"
He let his concern flow freely, his words weaving a tapestry of sweet promises and heartfelt devotion. He hadn't forgotten the role he was playing—the loving, long-lost husband from a past life, a narrative he had spun from thin air but now delivered with the conviction of a master actor. Every syllable was carefully chosen, every inflection designed to soothe her ancient weariness and chip away at her defenses.
The System's emotionless voice promptly validated his efforts.
[Ding! Detected Destined Heroine Huangfu Xian's favorability +1, plundering +3000 destiny value!]
[Ding! Detected Destined Heroine Huangfu Xian's favorability +1, plundering +3000 destiny value!]
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The notifications chimed in rapid succession. Huangfu Xian's favorability towards him climbed steadily. Combined with the foundation he had already built, her affection for him quickly surpassed the fifty-point threshold.
Initially, she had been understandably wary of this man who had appeared from nowhere, claiming an inexplicable connection to a life she couldn't remember. Yet, she couldn't sense an ounce of malice from him. His power was immense, his methods mysterious, but the concern in his eyes felt genuine. As she looked at the man who called himself her husband, a strange warmth spread through her fragmented soul, a feeling of being cared for that she hadn't experienced in a very, very long time.
A voice like the chiming of celestial bells, soft and ethereal, emanated from the pendant. "Shen Gongzi, this humble one does indeed need some help from you. I wish to set up a Soul Nurturing Array, which requires many rare and precious materials."
"This humble one's Divine Soul is currently damaged beyond measure. I cannot leave the sanctuary of this Black Jade Qilin Pendant to nurture my spirit. My only hope is to rely on your assistance, Shen Gongzi."
As she spoke, her spiritual presence wavered slightly, and the image of her beautiful eyes, so reminiscent of Xu Ruoxue's, flashed in Shen Anyu's mind. She continued softly, "This humble one will not let you work for naught. I observe that you cultivate both the martial and immortal paths. I possess a cultivation method that is uniquely suited for you, Shen Gongzi."
A slender, ethereal finger of light manifested from the pendant, touching a point on an incorporeal glabella. With this gesture, a fist-sized ball of light, glowing with a deep, pulsating crimson divine light, detached itself from her spiritual form and slowly drifted towards Shen Anyu.
He reached out, his curiosity piqued. The orb of light settled into his palm, warm but not hot, radiating a power that felt both ancient and incredibly vital. It was pure, condensed intent. He watched the crimson light swirl within the sphere before extending his Divine Sense to probe its contents.
In truth, Shen Anyu wasn't expecting much. He already possessed the Nascent Soul True Scripture and the Two-Aspects Life-Death Medical Scripture, a technique so profound it bordered on divine. His perfected Two-Aspects Life-Death Mystical Light could drain the very life force from his enemies, a terrifying secret art that would make even a Spirit Transformation stage expert tread with caution. What could a martial art, even a rare one, possibly offer him?
However, the moment his consciousness pierced the veil of crimson light and began to peruse the cultivation method stored within, Shen Anyu's casual demeanor evaporated, replaced by a look of genuine surprise.
Martial God Art!
This was Huangfu Xian's reward.
Immortal cultivation was a path for the chosen few. It demanded immense spiritual energy, a fortune in resources, and, most importantly, a preternatural Aptitude. Without the right Spiritual Roots, the gates to immortality were forever sealed. It was no exaggeration to say that not even one in ten thousand mortals possessed the necessary qualifications. As a famous tale from a bygone era lamented, a beautiful mortal woman once cried out in despair, "Brother Han, can one truly not cultivate immortality without Spiritual Roots?" Her question echoed the heartbreak of countless others.
But this Martial God Art offered a different path. Legend had it that in the Xuanhuang World, a martial artist with abysmal immortal cultivation Aptitude refused to accept his fate. Through sheer willpower and relentless tempering of his physical form, he broke through the limits of mortality, reaching the fabled Martial God realm. From there, he entered the Dao through martial arts, directly stepping into the Foundation Establishment Stage without needing Spiritual Roots. His cultivation advanced with an unstoppable momentum, and he eventually ascended to the Nascent Soul Stage, becoming a titan of his era, a legend whispered in awe throughout the Xuanhuang World.
And the technique he used, the very foundation of his legend, was this Martial God Art.
As Shen Anyu delved deeper, he found the art to be truly ingenious. It was a marvel of balance and harmony, a peaceful yet unyielding path that was suitable for cultivators of almost any Physique. It embodied the true essence of Taiji—the perfect union of yin and yang, strength and softness, a foundation as vast and unshakable as the earth itself.
With his own heaven-defying scriptures, which didn't demand high concentrations of spiritual energy, Shen Anyu naturally had no need to switch his cultivation path. At most, he might absorb some of its core principles to supplement his own understanding.
However, the true value of the Martial God Art was not for him. Its utility was far, far greater.
He could give it to his parents. He could give it to his family, his women, and his most loyal and capable subordinates.
The Martial God Art was divided into twelve distinct layers. When rewarding his followers, he could grant them access level by level, a perfectly calibrated system of incentives—a carrot dangling just out of reach, forever driving them forward. In the modern world, a cultivation method of this caliber was not just top-tier; it was a divine scripture, a priceless treasure that could forge an entire dynasty of powerful warriors.
'The Lord of the Sword Palace, Lin Xuanyan… his Tianjian Nineteen Styles, compared to this, is garbage,' Shen Anyu thought, a sharp glint in his eye. 'It's vastly inferior. For all his talent, Lin Xuanyan was ultimately trapped at the peak of the Land Immortal stage, unable to take that final step. This Martial God Art, however, can truly create a Martial God. Better yet, it allows one to enter the Dao through martial arts, to bridge the gap to the Foundation Establishment Stage, and perhaps even soar higher.'
'Of course,' he mused, 'the Tianjian Nineteen Styles has its uses. It isn't just a cultivation method but a formidable sword manual, filled with exquisite and deadly moves. And with Ye Liyou cultivating it, I receive a steady return of Sword Intent. But this… this is different. This is a foundation.'
Shen Anyu's brows relaxed, and a genuine, satisfied smile spread across his face. He felt as though a difficult, persistent problem had just been effortlessly solved. With this art, he could elevate everyone he cared about, granting them the power to protect themselves and the longevity to enjoy it. His parents, his family, his growing harem of powerful women… all could walk this path.
And the investment returns… The thought made his spirit hum with anticipation. With his parents, family, women, and loyal subordinates all cultivating this supreme art, his own strength would skyrocket. Like sesame flowers blooming ever higher, his power would grow with each breakthrough they achieved. This wasn't just a gift; it was the ultimate force multiplier.
"Shen Gongzi, are you satisfied with this Martial God Art?" Huangfu Xian's spiritual voice asked, a clear note of anticipation within it. She had offered him one of the most valuable things from her memories, and she hoped it would be enough.
Shen Anyu's smile widened, his eyes crinkling with genuine warmth and a hint of playful charm. "With an immortal wife at home, there's truly nothing to worry about. Xian'er, you've helped your husband greatly."
He raised the Black Jade Qilin Pendant, bringing it closer to his face. "Whatever materials you need, as long as they exist in this mortal world, your husband will find them for you. I swear it."
[Ding! Detected Destined Heroine Huangfu Xian's favorability +5, plundering +15000 destiny value!]
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Huangfu Xian's beautiful and delicate jade countenance, even in its spiritual form, flushed a faint crimson. She let out a light, flustered sound, feeling a touch helpless but not entirely displeased at his intimate and possessive address. He had so seamlessly slipped into the role of 'husband' that it was becoming difficult to refute.
But his next words sent a wave of pure joy through her. "This humble one thanks Shen Gongzi."
Afterward, Huangfu Xian relayed to Shen Anyu the full list of materials required to construct the Soul Nurturing Array. Knowing she was in the mundane world, a place where spiritual energy was sparse and heavenly treasures were often of poor quality, she had already consciously lowered her requirements.
Even so, the list made Shen Anyu inwardly click his tongue.
Thousand-year blood coral, hundred-year lightning-struck wood, jade marrow, yin-nether spiritual ganoderma, pearls from spiritual sea clams...
Each item was a legend in its own right, a priceless treasure that would fetch hundreds of millions at auction. He recalled a news story from years ago: a fisherman in southern Yanxia had stumbled upon an eight-hundred-year-old blood coral in the deep sea and sold it for five hundred million, instantly achieving a lifetime of financial freedom.
The total cost to acquire all the materials for this Soul Nurturing Array would easily eclipse fifty billion. And that was assuming he could even find them. Treasures of this grade weren't simply for sale; they were national heirlooms, the hidden foundations of powerful families and secret organizations, jealously guarded and rarely, if ever, traded.
"Shen Gongzi, are these materials… causing you difficulty?" Huangfu Xian's voice was laced with apprehension. She had already compromised as much as she could. If she lowered the requirements any further, the effect of the Soul Nurturing Array on her recovery would be minimal.
Shen Anyu just smiled faintly, his expression calm and unbothered, as if she had just asked him for a cup of tea. "No big problem," he said, his tone utterly serene.
"Your husband has quite a fortune."
He was more than willing to bear this expense. For one, any money spent on a Destined Heroine could be converted back into cash via the System, making the financial cost almost irrelevant. More importantly, it would drastically increase her favorability. Finally, it was a long-term investment. As Huangfu Xian, a being of unimaginable power, recovered her strength, he would receive corresponding returns that money could never buy. He was quite curious to see just how powerful she could become with the help of this array.
[Ding! Detected Destined Heroine Huangfu Xian's favorability +10, plundering +30000 destiny value!]
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