Jian Xingzhi’s words put Qin Wanwan’s mind at ease, and Jian Xingzhi quickly calmed down.

Nothing else mattered – the most important thing now was to rescue Qin Wanwan first.

He pinched the lark up to his face, meeting the bird’s eyes: “What did you mean when you said there’s no barrier?”

“It means that everything you do outside will transmit inside. If you burn with True Samadhi Fire outside, it burns with True Samadhi Fire inside. If you strike it with lightning, there’ll be thunder and lightning inside.”

“Did I ask you that?” Jian Xingzhi frowned. He didn’t need this bird to remind him again what he had done. He brought the bird closer to his face, speaking coldly: “I’m asking you, how can I get Wanwan out!”

“There’s no way,” the lark explained coldly. “Either one of the two of them dies, and the secret realm will naturally open. Or the two of them decide a victor, with one side admitting defeat in the secret realm, then the secret realm will naturally open. Among outsiders, only Young Master can open it.”

“Young Master?”

Jian Xingzhi caught the key word: “Young Master Wuyou?”

“That’s right,” the lark said calmly. “This object belongs to Young Master. He’s the master, so naturally he can open it.”

“Then where is your Young Master?”

“Still on the road, can’t contact him.”

Jian Xingzhi fell silent. Qin Wanwan definitely wouldn’t admit defeat, so right now the only way left to open the secret realm was for Qin Wanwan to win, or directly kill her opponent.

He thought for a moment and made a decision: “Since this pearl has no barrier, that means you can enter it, right?”

“Yes you can enter, but once you go in, you’ll be at others’ mercy.”

The lark spoke, finally showing a trace of curiosity: “You’re not thinking of going in, are you?”

Jian Xingzhi ignored him, directly stuffing him into his sleeve and sitting cross-legged on the ground, using his spiritual sense to probe the blue pearl.

Earlier he had been focused on how to open this pearl, but now changing his approach, he discovered a whole new world.

This pearl truly had no barrier. Jian Xingzhi directly transformed into a beam of light and drilled into the pearl.

Just as he drilled into the pearl, a young man in a distant carriage paused while holding his teacup. He thought for a moment, then smiled: “How wonderful that you’ve come.”

As soon as Jian Xingzhi landed, the lark realized what he had done and cried out in alarm from inside his sleeve: “What are you doing! Let me out!”

“I’m already in,” Jian Xingzhi turned his head to look around, discovering he seemed to be in a mountain cave passage. He raised his hand and patted the stone wall, sensing the wind direction, then advised the wildly struggling lark in his sleeve: “You’d be so lonely outside, keep me company.”

“Are you sick!” The lark lost its composure and began chirping and scolding.

Jian Xingzhi ignored him and began contacting Qin Wanwan: “Wanwan?”

Qin Wanwan didn’t respond. This place seemed to have severed her connection with Jian Xingzhi. Jian Xingzhi, holding his sword without moving, closed his eyes and expanded his spiritual sense outward. The places his spiritual sense swept over formed a map of this secret realm in his mind. In just a moment—

Found her!

Holding his sword, he sprinted madly toward Qin Wanwan’s direction. In that very instant, countless armored cultivators suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the passage.

These cultivators had no physical form, as if they were ghosts wearing armor. They densely surrounded Jian Xingzhi. Jian Xingzhi swept his eyes around them and frowned: “Evil spirits?”

Evil spirits weren’t living things at all – they were completely formed from people’s evil thoughts, dirty things that couldn’t be killed or destroyed. The only method was to use evil-suppressing lightning or True Fire to burn them.

However, this place was isolated from the outside world, so summoning lightning wasn’t easy. He could only consume his own spiritual power to generate lightning. With so many evil spirits, if it were an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, they’d probably exhaust themselves to death here without being able to kill them all.

“See, I told you.”

The lark spoke huffily: “I’m going to be killed by you here!”

“What are you afraid of?”

Jian Xingzhi sneered: “You really underestimate me.”

“666,” Jian Xingzhi made his bold declaration, then spoke softly in his consciousness sea, “If I’m willing to accept the electric shock from before now, can that penalty exemption ticket be refunded?”

“Huh?” 666 heard this kind of request for the first time, but she still dutifully explained: “It can be refunded, but there’s a twenty percent handling fee.”

“Refund it.”

Jian Xingzhi spoke calmly: “Also, I’m destroying the male lead’s task right now. Apply to the system to punish me quickly.”

“Huh?!” 666 swallowed. “Are you sure? This won’t be just a hundred thousand volts.”

“Bring it on.”

Jian Xingzhi turned his sword, raised his hand and swept it across the blade tip. A blue glowing magical array expanded at the sword tip. 666 tremblingly pressed the button to “cancel” the penalty exemption ticket.

In an instant, electric current poured down like a waterfall. Jian Xingzhi directly channeled the current to the magical array at his sword tip, swinging and slashing forward as he advanced!

“Pure clarity traces the source, heaven and earth generate yang, with thunder as guide, purge evil in all directions.”

Jian Xingzhi tossed his long sword into the air. His hands formed seals, pulling to both sides. One sword transformed into dozens of light swords. He raised his hand and waved: “Go!”

The light swords carved out a long path ahead. Jian Xingzhi leaped up, grabbed the middle one, and charged forward swinging and slashing along with the light swords!

Evil demons couldn’t approach, ghosts and spirits couldn’t spawn!

As Jian Xingzhi slaughtered his way forward through the evil beings, Qin Wanwan lay on the ground recovering. She used Spring Life to restore her body somewhat, moved herself to the side, and panted softly.

The black-robed young man beside her lay on the ground motionless. Qin Wanwan recovered for a bit, stood up, walked in front of him, and used her sword to flip him over.

The skin and flesh on the young man’s face had already recovered. Qin Wanwan looked for a moment before she could recognize him, speaking in surprise: “Jun Shu?”

Hearing someone call him, Jun Shu struggled to open his eyes: “Qin… Qin Wan?”

“What happened to you?” Qin Wanwan looked at him warily, ready to strike with her sword at any moment.

Jun Shu propped himself up to sit. He seemed to have a headache, raising his hand to cover his head: “I… last night I was taken away by Shen Zhiming… someone killed Shen Zhiming… I walked to my father… my family are all dead, I’m so sad… Wan’er… I only have you left…”

Before he finished speaking, Jun Shu suddenly froze. He suddenly remembered what he had done.

He stood there stunned. Qin Wanwan secretly cast a barrier at his feet and asked warily: “And then?”

“Then…” Jun Shu lowered his head, looking at his own chest. “Shen Zhiming came.”

“Shen Zhiming?”

“Shen Zhiming’s demon seed,” Jun Shu became panicked and flustered. He raised his hand and began frantically clawing at his chest. “It’s in my chest, it bloomed, it ate my father, it even ate Shen Zhiming! It’s gone mad… it’s gone mad…”

“Jun Shu!”

Qin Wanwan’s voice, carrying a Heart-Clearing Incantation, fell into Jun Shu’s mind, allowing him to calm down.

He stared blankly as he raised his head. Qin Wanwan’s clear eyes looked at him calmly: “I’ll ask you questions, you answer them. I will save you.”

She promised him: “Trust me.”

Jun Shu didn’t speak. He stared blankly at the young woman before him, involuntarily recalling the past.

Every time, it had been her, in a red robe, holding a long blade.

The Phoenix Blade, unique to the Qin clan. She wielded it decisively and cleanly – absolutely beautifully.

But he never looked much at it. He didn’t care. He was used to it. He always felt she coveted glory and wealth, that she just wanted to be his wife, and no matter how he trampled on her, she would stay by his side.

“Why don’t you use the blade anymore?” He murmured.

“You ate your father’s body, didn’t you?”

Jun Shu froze, then after a moment, nodded with difficulty.

“Then you were controlled by Shen Zhiming and also ate Shen Zhiming’s own body?”

“Yes.”

Jun Shu lowered his head. He didn’t dare face ‘Qin Wan.’ For any cultivator, such a thing would already make them an evil demon.

No one would forgive him. No one would save him.

He trembled. He wanted to plead, but he also hoped that ‘Qin Wan’ wouldn’t need his plea and would just save him.

Qin Wanwan watched him lower his head and tremble. She felt inexplicably heartbroken. She felt as if inside her body, there was another soul silently sighing.

That soul’s memories affected her. In her mind appeared young Jun Shu following his father, standing together in a blood-soaked scene. He crouched down and reached out his hand toward the young Qin Wan.

“Little sister Wan’er, don’t be afraid. Father and I have come to save you.”

At that very moment, a crisp “ding” suddenly rang through Qin Wanwan’s mind.

[Temporary Task: Qin Wan’s Wish – Redeem Jun Shu, turn him from evil to good. Points +500, accept task?]

“She wants to save him?”

Qin Wanwan spoke in her consciousness sea. 38 nodded: “Yes, after all there were some feelings from their youth.”

Qin Wanwan: “…”

Qin Wanwan didn’t overthink it. If Qin Wan wanted to save him, and she was using someone else’s body, there was nothing to refuse. She clicked the “accept” button and turned to look at Jun Shu: “Explain the situation clearly. As long as you yourself don’t fall into demonic cultivation,” she spoke calmly, “I won’t treat you as an evil demon.”

“Little sister Wan’er…” Jun Shu murmured, his eyes involuntarily reddening.

He thought for a moment, wiped his tears, knowing this wasn’t the time for reminiscing. He quickly told Qin Wanwan: “I don’t think it’s Shen Zhiming’s soul. After it entered my body, I only felt evil thoughts. I think it’s Shen Zhiming’s ‘evil.’ If Shen Zhiming’s soul still existed, it should have seized my body. But I feel…”

Jun Shu pondered: “It wants to turn me into the same kind of thing as itself.”

“So what entered your body,” Qin Wanwan frowned, “is a demon seed?”

A demon seed carrying Shen Zhiming’s evil thoughts.

Jun Shu nodded. Qin Wanwan pressed: “Did it devour you just now?”

“Yes,” Jun Shu responded. “But just now it seemed like True Samadhi Fire or lightning descended, temporarily suppressing it. Little sister Wan’er, you…”

He bit his lip, finally speaking: “Just kill me. I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself in a bit.”

Qin Wanwan hadn’t expected Jun Shu to say such words. She stared at him blankly.

But she didn’t notice that Jun Shu had quietly formed a hand seal. If Qin Wanwan agreed, he had decided to kill her.

He could die for someone who loved him, but the prerequisite was that person loved him.

Qin Wanwan hesitated for a moment, but ultimately shook her head.

“Having such resolve, Qin Wan doesn’t want you to die.”

Hearing this, Jun Shu finally slowly released the hand seal.

Qin Wanwan didn’t say more, only continuing to press: “Since you were devoured by it and merged with it, can you see its memories?”

“Yes.”

“Why did Shen Zhiming fall into demonic cultivation?”

“Actually over two hundred years ago, he already had a demon seed in his body.”

Jun Shu frowned: “Back then he was only at Divine Transformation stage. His cultivation was profound and he sealed the demon seed. But when his master learned of this, worried he couldn’t control the demon seed, he insisted on killing him. In grief and anger, he killed his master and became the Wenxin Sect’s sect leader. Actually he always controlled the demon seed very well and never did anything excessive because of it. The only thing was wronging you.”

Jun Shu spoke, raising his eyes to look at Qin Wanwan.

Qin Wanwan looked puzzled: “Me?”

Jun Shu nodded: “It turns out that when he took Su Yueli as his disciple years ago, doting on her in every way, it wasn’t because he liked her. It was because Su Yueli had a special constitution. She had an Extreme Yin physique, a top-grade cauldron. If he dual-cultivated with her, he could change his constitution.”

“What constitution did he need to change?”

Qin Wanwan didn’t understand. Jun Shu said gravely: “Azure Dragon constitution.”

Qin Wanwan was stunned. Jun Shu continued: “He was infected with a demon seed and killed his own master. His evil thoughts couldn’t be dispelled, so he couldn’t pass the Heavenly Tribulation to ascend. So he secretly met someone and reached an agreement with them. That person had an Azure Dragon. He had Shen Zhiming find a woman with an Extreme Yin constitution. After this woman obtained the dragon core, through dual cultivation methods, she could change her partner’s constitution. Both of them could become Azure Dragon constitution through this woman. What Shen Zhiming needed to do was find such a woman and also find the Exquisite Jade.”

“So…” Qin Wanwan murmured, “Su Yueli was actually a tool for their ascension.”

“Exactly.”

Jun Shu spoke hoarsely: “So from childhood he showed Su Yueli all manner of affection, nothing like an ordinary disciple. Su Yueli thought she could control men with love – that was also his deliberate teaching. This way, in the future Su Yueli would willingly become a cauldron to serve them for power.”

“But then an accident happened – that Azure Dragon escaped. At first he didn’t know the dragon core was with you. After he found out later, he kept trying to find you.”

“Then dig out this dragon core and give it to Su Yueli.”

Qin Wanwan spoke, somewhat heavily.

So back then, no matter how Qin Wan explained, no matter what choices she made, as long as the dragon core was in her body and she didn’t leave, her destiny was to have the dragon core dug out.

Shen Zhiming simply didn’t care whether Qin Wan had truly harmed Su Yueli.

This was perhaps why the system from the beginning didn’t ask her to clear her name, but directly had her stab herself and go down the mountain – even getting caught by Jun Shu didn’t matter.

“Then…”

Qin Wanwan wanted to ask more, but suddenly heard a thunderous “boom.” The wall behind Qin Wanwan exploded violently. She quickly jumped to the side, then saw Jian Xingzhi holding his long sword, his entire body wreathed in lightning, raising his head to look at her.

“Wanwan,” he panted heavily, his voice excited, “I’ve come to save you!”

“You… how did you get in?”

Qin Wanwan was completely baffled by this. To save someone in the secret realm, shouldn’t you let them out? What was the point of going in yourself – delivering yourself as cannon fodder?

“I…”

Jian Xingzhi was about to explain when he suddenly turned cold. Before Qin Wanwan could react, he swiftly stepped forward, swept her behind him, spun to shield her, and simultaneously pressed his long sword against Jun Shu’s attacking blade with a crisp “ding.”

Qin Wanwan turned her head to see Jun Shu’s face had rotted again. Now most of it showed Shen Zhiming’s appearance, with only a small part still Jun Shu’s own features.

“Kill him,” Jian Xingzhi’s voice was steady, “and we can get out.”

Saying this, he pushed Qin Wanwan to the side and thrust his sword at Jun Shu.

Jun Shu had clearly been triggered by something and was much more frenzied than before. Although the spiritual power in his body was chaotic, it was after all the combined spiritual power of Jun Wuyuan, Jun Shu, and Shen Zhiming. When he suddenly went mad, even Jian Xingzhi had some difficulty defending.

Seeing the situation was bad, Qin Wanwan coordinated with Jian Xingzhi to attack from front and back. As soon as she joined, she immediately drew “Jun Shu’s” attention.

“Dragon core.”

Shen Zhiming’s voice rang out as he raised his hand to claw at Qin Wanwan’s abdomen. Qin Wanwan retreated rapidly. Jian Xingzhi raised his hand and a thunder seal crashed down. “Jun Shu’s” movements paused. Jian Xingzhi grabbed Qin Wanwan and retreated quickly, then fled into an alley.

“Was he this strong just now?”

Jian Xingzhi turned to ask Qin Wanwan. She shook her head: “No, absolutely not this strong.”

Jian Xingzhi said nothing more. This was originally a secret realm for two people to duel. There shouldn’t have been so many evil spirits. But as soon as he arrived, there were so many evil spirits. And now Qin Wanwan’s opponent had suddenly reached this level – clearly this wasn’t aimed at Qin Wanwan.

“We should split up.”

Jian Xingzhi glanced at Qin Wanwan and instructed her: “Find somewhere to hide and wait for me.”

“No way.”

Qin Wanwan decisively refused: “Someone wants my dragon core. We’re safer staying together.”

Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi immediately dismissed the thought of separating from Qin Wanwan. He commanded: “Cover me for a moment.”

Qin Wanwan didn’t hesitate, turning with her sword to block “Jun Shu’s” blade.

Jian Xingzhi half-crouched on the ground and began drawing an array.

“Jun Shu” used Shen Zhiming’s sword techniques to exchange moves with her for two rounds. Seeing he couldn’t break through after prolonged attack, he suddenly shrieked.

This shriek used Jun Wuyuan’s unique music cultivation attack method. The sound exploded around them. Jian Xingzhi finished drawing the array and leaped up, his long sword swinging to block this wave of sound. He grabbed Qin Wanwan and shouted: “Retreat!”

Qin Wanwan retreated with him. “Jun Shu” attacked them with powerful wide swings. Jian Xingzhi only defended and retreated. The instant “Jun Shu” stepped on the sword array he had drawn, hundreds of light swords flew up from the ground array, instantly piercing through his entire body.

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere. “Jun Shu’s” entire body scattered on the ground. Jian Xingzhi pulled Qin Wanwan, panting as he watched the still-twitching “Jun Shu” on the ground.

The secret realm still didn’t open.

Jian Xingzhi couldn’t help tightening his grip on his sword, staring at “Jun Shu” ahead.

Before long, green light appeared. Those scattered body parts melted like water, then recombined. Soon a human form stood up again.

Jian Xingzhi couldn’t help cursing: “What filthy thing!”

Saying this, he charged forward to engage again!

This time Qin Wanwan didn’t rashly attack. She stood in place, staring intently at “Jun Shu” fighting with Jian Xingzhi.

His face kept changing, sometimes Jun Shu’s appearance, sometimes Shen Zhiming’s.

When it was Jun Shu, his movements would slow somewhat.

But when it was Shen Zhiming’s appearance, his movements became much more frenzied.

Jian Xingzhi had already attacked with full force once. Now attacking again, his stamina was clearly much worse. He fought while searching for his opponent’s weak point.

Qin Wanwan walked beside him, observing the source of his power.

The demon seed carried the evil thoughts from a person’s heart. Shen Zhiming was dead, but his evil thoughts could still remain through the demon seed, coming to Jun Shu’s body.

In other words, if the evil thoughts didn’t dissipate, “Jun Shu” wouldn’t die.

But the paradox here was that the more Jian Xingzhi wanted to kill “Jun Shu,” the more “Jun Shu” wanted to kill Jian Xingzhi. The more one wanted to kill, the deeper the evil thoughts. Sooner or later, Jian Xingzhi would be dragged to death.

Realizing this, Qin Wanwan frowned. She thought for a long time, then suddenly spoke: “Jun Shu, Qin Wan is already dead!”

“Jun Shu’s” movements paused. Qin Wanwan continued to tell him: “I’m not lying to you. I’m not Qin Wan. I’m a soul she entrusted to fulfill her dying wish. She loved you, always liked you, but you let her down. When she blocked the blade for you, you were buying pastries for Su Yueli. When she was injured gathering medicine for you, you turned around and gave the medicine to Su Yueli.”

Hearing this, the power in “Jun Shu’s” body clearly weakened somewhat.

“I didn’t!”

Jun Shu’s voice suddenly emerged. Qin Wanwan raised her sword and swung, pressing the attack with Jian Xingzhi toward “Jun Shu.”

“Jun Shu” clearly had some restraint toward Qin Wanwan. Qin Wanwan continued: “Her heart turned cold. The moment she stabbed herself with that sword at the Shenming Platform, she died. She left me a wish.”

Jun Shu’s sword became sluggish. Though his hands still used Shen Zhiming’s sword techniques, his eyes held some urgency: “What?”

“She hoped that you could always be the Brother Jun in her heart.”

As she spoke, “Shen Zhiming’s” sword charged directly at Jian Xingzhi. Qin Wanwan suddenly pushed Jian Xingzhi aside and faced the blade herself.

Jun Shu suddenly realized something, his eyes widening as he shouted: “No!”

The suddenly erupting willpower let him control his body. Using his moment of sluggishness, Qin Wanwan drove her long sword straight into “Jun Shu’s” chest.

Vast spiritual power carrying the Jishan technique surged into Jun Shu’s chest. Jian Xingzhi simultaneously severed his four limbs.

Qin Wanwan raised her eyes to look at him: “Even at this moment, she’s still pleading with me to save you.”

Blood gushed from Jun Shu’s mouth. Qin Wanwan gazed at him calmly: “Jun Shu, this sword of mine isn’t meant to kill you, but to save you.”

“I want you to live.”

Hearing this, Jun Shu smiled.

Sword intent filled with vigorous vitality condensed at the blade tip. The green demon seed was ground to ash under her sword. Jun Shu panted, gazing at her.

“Could you,” he spoke hoarsely, “change back to your own face?”

“I’m not Qin Wan.”

Qin Wanwan spoke calmly.

Jun Shu stared at her.

There was no love in her eyes, no attachment.

She wasn’t Qin Wan.

The purest emotion he had pursued all his life – he thought it was Su Yueli, but later realized that emotion only existed with Qin Wan.

But she was gone.

She truly had ceased to exist long ago.

Jun Shu didn’t speak. He gazed at Qin Wanwan for a long time, then slowly closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, green light points emerged from his body. Qin Wanwan withdrew her sword and swung, her sword intent filled with vigorous vitality like spring wind melting snow, causing these light points to completely dissipate in the air.

Having done all this, Qin Wanwan collapsed powerlessly against the wall and slowly sat down.

Jian Xingzhi gazed at her still-glowing sword. Qin Wanwan recovered for a moment, then turned to look at him: “What are you looking at?”

“Sword intent.”

Jian Xingzhi raised his hand, pointing at her sword tip.

Qin Wanwan was startled. Jian Xingzhi’s eyes were tender: “Life.”

Jian Xingzhi raised his head, looking into her eyes: “This is the sword intent closest to the Heavenly Dao I’ve ever seen.”

Qin Wanwan stared blankly at her own sword, saying nothing.

Jian Xingzhi walked to her side and half-crouched. He gently stroked her sword: “How could you think of letting him live while killing him?”

“I just thought,” Qin Wanwan was somewhat embarrassed, “if you can’t kill off the evil thoughts, how else can you make them disappear? Then naturally, use good to stop evil, use life to save death.”

Jian Xingzhi heard her words, thought for a moment, and smiled.

“There is some truth to that.”

As he spoke, rumbling sounds rose from the ground.

Jian Xingzhi raised his head to look around.

“The secret realm is opening.”

“Mm.”

Qin Wanwan spoke, about to continue, when the ground suddenly gave way beneath them!

Qin Wanwan fell straight down, crying out in alarm: “Jian Xingzhi!”

The instant her voice fell, radiance descended from the sky. A young man in red robes with gold trim descended gracefully through the light.

His features were handsome, his expression calm and smiling. As he arrived, time itself seemed to pause. Qin Wanwan stared blankly at him. The young man reached out toward her, as if to embrace her.

But before this young man could touch her, Qin Wanwan felt a gust of wind sweep past. Someone scooped her into their arms and rapidly fell downward.

The sudden weightlessness made Qin Wanwan instinctively grab the person’s neck. Then she heard Jian Xingzhi chuckle softly: “Scared?”

Qin Wanwan raised her head to see floating rocks flying past all around them. Jian Xingzhi had opened a barrier blocking the surrounding debris impacts. His long hair scattered, his robes billowing as he held her and descended on the wind.

The expression on his face seemed to mock her. Qin Wanwan felt both embarrassed and annoyed: “Who told you to hold me?!”

“You did.”

Jian Xingzhi was straightforward. As Qin Wanwan was about to retort, she saw Jian Xingzhi raise an eyebrow: “You just called my name.”

As he spoke, they seemed to reach the secret realm’s exit. Jian Xingzhi suddenly warned her: “Close your eyes.”

Qin Wanwan obeyed and closed her eyes. She felt the light around them become extremely bright. Even with closed eyes, she noticed the extreme change in brightness. A moment later, she heard the crowd around them erupt in cheers.

“They’re here! They’re out! Our Gentleman Sword of this year has finally appeared!”

The host’s exaggerated voice rang out. Qin Wanwan felt herself landing. She carefully opened her eyes to find herself being held horizontally by Jian Xingzhi as they stood on the arena.

She quickly jumped down, hearing cheers erupt from below the stage.

The host turned to look at the handsome young master who had descended with them, speaking excitedly: “Special thanks to Young Master Wuyou who specially came to open the secret realm and resolve the problem! In a hundred years, this is Young Master Wuyou’s first appearance – what a delightful surprise! Let’s cheer! Shout with me—”

“Welcome, Young Master Wuyou!”

As the host’s voice fell, a “ding” immediately sounded in Jian Xingzhi’s mind.

“Regrettably, [Task Eleven: Fated Meeting] has failed. Due to the task executor’s deliberate obstruction, 200 points deducted. Please work hard to complete tasks, executor. Don’t be willful! Don’t be willful! Don’t be willful!”

Hearing this, Jian Xingzhi scoffed lightly.

He turned his head to look at Young Master Wuyou in the distance, who was smiling at them.

Seeing the “Charisma: 100” and “Favorability: —” above his head, Jian Xingzhi silently stepped forward, blocking between Qin Wanwan and Young Master Wuyou.

Some people’s male lead position was given by heaven.

He was different.

Jian Xingzhi thought proudly—

His male lead status was earned by himself.

Even if he was a supporting male character, he would walk the male lead’s romantic storylines.

Walk all the romantic storylines the male lead was supposed to walk, and all the ones he wasn’t supposed to walk too.

In short, as long as they were Qin Wanwan’s romantic storylines, he would walk through them all for her!

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**Author’s Notes:**

**[Mini Theater 1]**

Jian Xingzhi: “Some people’s male lead position is given by heaven. I’m different—”

Mo Shubai: “That’s right, yours is given by me. Do you know how many people say you’re giving me money? Ruining my reputation, you bastard!”

**[Mini Theater 2]**

Qin Wanwan’s parents: “How did you win Wanwan over?”

Jian Xingzhi: “Walk the romantic rival’s path, leaving the romantic rival no path to walk!”

**[Mini Theater 3]**

Jian Xingzhi: “The romantic storylines the male lead walks, I walk. The ones he doesn’t walk, I walk too! Wanwan, in your romantic storylines, there can only be me.”

Qin Wanwan: “Do you still remember what you told me at the beginning?”

Jian Xingzhi: “I said it – your marriage fate, I’ve claimed it all.”