Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity

As the sun dipped behind the mountains, a group set off towards the North Cold Immortal Domain.

Ye Junlin touched his cheek, recalling the earlier scene at Emperor Girl Peak, a wry smile creeping onto his face.

Yep, just before he left, that vixen managed to steal a kiss from him, and even now, he could still catch a whiff of that faint fragrance.

Honestly, it felt quite… peculiar.

“Su Yinghuo, what’s this about?”

“Hmm, don’t look at me like that. This is just a little reward for you, a thank you for helping me out of that mess.”

“Uh, but isn’t this kind of reward a bit…?”

“What? Are you saying Ye Junlin isn’t satisfied? Then I’ll just have to offer myself, stay the night, and let’s enjoy a spring evening together, how about that?”

“Uh, I’ve got stuff to do, I’ll see you later!”

Images of previous farewells flashed through his mind, finally landing on Su Yinghuo’s alluringly beautiful face, her eyes hinting at a touch of cunning.

It made Ye Junlin reflect.

Women really can be incredibly proactive and open when they’re interested in a man.

Conversely, if they’re not into a guy, they’ll dodge pursuing him with a million excuses.

For example, Tu Lie is a glaring case in point.

Su Yinghuo clearly wasn’t into him, and to avoid confrontation over his crazy pursuits, she played along without dropping her guard.

Tu Lie, being a bit thick-headed, thought Su Yinghuo was testing him, taking it slow, while in reality, she had no such intentions, which is why their relationship stayed at a standstill for so long.

Then he met someone like Ye Junlin, and Su Yinghuo dropped all pretense, eager to establish a relationship immediately—ready to jump straight into the bedroom tonight.

So, really, what’s with this slow-burn nonsense?

That’s just an excuse for not being interested!

At least decent women will still kindly refuse you, but if you can’t read the signals, then you deserve to be the fool. As for those who play you on purpose? Just ignore them, and for goodness’ sake, don’t rush to win them over—maintain your pride.

Hear ye, applause!

Just after Ye Junlin and his crew left Qingqiu Nation.

At Emperor Girl Peak, a seductive woman in splendid palace attire lounged on a soft couch.

Her beautiful lips curled into a playful smirk.

“Ye Junlin, don’t blame me for using a little trick. Who told you not to appreciate my affection and just leave?”

Su Yinghuo giggled.

In her hand, she held a sparkling silver fox fur, bringing it to her lips to softly breathe out a puff of ethereal energy.

Whoosh!

The fox fur twirled in the air, bursting forth with intense light, and miraculously transformed into a tall, slender figure.

It was a striking young man in a black robe, with skin as pale as jade and cascading silver hair that reached his waist, exuding a unique aura.

If Ye Junlin were present, he’d be utterly bewildered, because this figure looked just like him!

As the silver-haired youth appeared, Su Yinghuo’s eyes lit up, practically bouncing with excitement.

“Little Ye, come here and give this princess a foot rub!”

“Yes!”

“Ye Junlin” obediently approached, rubbing Su Yinghuo’s feet with unwavering focus.

“Careful, careful, you’re making me hurt!”

“Sorry, I’ll adjust.”

Watching this silver-haired youth devotedly massaging her feet, Su Yinghuo felt an exhilarating sense of immersion in the moment.

Even knowing it was fake, it felt oh-so-good!

“Ye Junlin, I’m sorry!”

“From now on, you’ll call me ‘Your Majesty the Empress.’ Did you hear that, Little Ye?”

“Understood, Your Majesty!”

“Good boy~”

And just like that, her personal servant, Little Ye, officially came online.

Poor Ye Junlin had no idea that Su Yinghuo was using his replica to do all sorts of bizarre things…

In the Dongsheng Immortal Domain.

A dazzling silver star hung high in the sky, emitting bright light across the vast night.

This star was one Tu Lie had plucked from the countless stars during his conquest beyond the realms, bringing it back to the Immortal Realm to create his dwelling.

The star was surrounded by many tall male cultivators, whether young or old, each boasting impressive muscles, full of vitality, striding with a powerful presence.

Everyone knew that aside from being the Sky Treading Battle Emperor, Tu Lie held another title: the Master of the Hall of War Gods.

Because of him, the Hall of War Gods was one of the top forces in the Immortal Realm.

Countless cultivators took pride in joining the Hall of War Gods!

To join, aside from talent and cultivation level, you needed to be built like a tank, muscular, and not too pretty—rough looks were a plus, and if you looked intimidating, even better.

So, the Hall of War Gods was devoid of young and beautiful female cultivators, just a bunch of muscle-bound men.

Any random dude pulled out wouldn’t exactly scream “heroic cultivator.”

In the center of the star stood a grand, awe-inspiring metallic palace shaped like a pyramid.

This was the Hall of War Gods!

On either side of the entrance loomed towering statues of muscular men, each striking a different pose—some with arms crossed, others wielding battle axes, and some standing tall.

Shockingly, every statue had Tu Lie’s likeness!

You could only imagine how self-absorbed he was to have crafted so many statues just to enhance his towering image.

Occasionally, disciples of the Hall of War Gods would cast adoring glances at the figures, fantasizing about becoming a world-class powerhouse like their master someday.

Suddenly.

A black light descended like a meteor onto the star, causing it to tremble.

A massive man, muscle-bound like a bear and radiating a fierce aura, made his entrance.

“The Master has returned!”

Someone shouted, causing the crowd to swarm, fists clasped in respect, bowing deeply:

“Welcome back, Master!!!”

The chorus of voices roared like a tidal wave—truly impressive!

“Wow, so many tasty blood meals,” the Luantian Blood Emperor, disguised as Tu Lie, surveyed the strong, hearty men around, his eyes glinting with a bloodthirsty glow, swallowing his saliva as his inner desires stirred.

Ah, forget it, there’s plenty of time—the folks here would all be his future meals.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the gathered crowd, the Luantian Blood Emperor swaggered right into the Hall of War Gods.

Word of Tu Lie’s defeat by Ye Junlin had only circulated in Qingqiu Nation, not yet reaching the wider world, meaning the cultivators in Dongsheng Immortal Domain, including those from the Hall of War Gods, were completely unaware.

Especially the members of the Hall of War Gods, who thought their master had merely taken a trip and returned safely.

Little did they know, their idol was long gone, replaced by a member of the Undying Blood Clan.

And with his arrival, the Hall of War Gods was about to face its darkest hour…