My Twin Sugar Mommies and Two Systems are 100 Years Late! Volume 2 – Chapter 12.
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Pan Ting's situation was indeed as Dou E predicted.
She directly broke through to the Seventh Level Foundation Establishment, one minor realm higher than her.
She joined the celebration, drinking like a fish.
All the dishes and wine from the Bliss Sanctuary were exhausted and Dou E had to step out for a while to grab some more.
Yan Anle's inventory recorded the equivalent of 7,004 Low-grade Spirit Stones after that.
A drunk Pan Ting performed two dances for the group and some of the recruited staff, after showering him with congratulations on breaking through, showed off their talents, strange and interesting alike.
Yan Anle remembered three of them in particular:
A lady named Su Wanqing who had natural double eyelids was petite but born with great physical strength. With her delicate figure, despite having no cultivation base, she chopped stoneblocks provided by Dou E at her request into two with the sides of her hands.
Yan Anle figured she must be born for the Body Cultivation path. However, being poor, she could not afford the herbs and resources needed to set forth.
The second was a young man named Lu Ming. His body apparently no concept of bones and joints. He was the legendary rubber man, bending in every direction like a rag doll. Notably, he could touch his wrists with his fingernails, on the same hand.
There was also a lad named Tang Fan with wide shoulders, who could move the hairs on his body without touching them. He could make all the hair on his head point upward like they were being pulled up by someone.
After the party, Pan Ting quickly circulated her Spiritual Qi to suppress drunk state, and made known her intention to stay behind and supervise Su Wanqing, Tang Fan, and the others, even without Dou E or Yan Anle could bring it up.
In her words, as the Manager and Hostess, this was her responsibility. Yan Anle was pleased to hear this and gave her some more resources for her cultivation before leaving the Mobile Secret Realm with Dou E.
In the outside world, evening had already come, and sunset was just around the corner.
They did not appear directly in the open yard, as Myriad Worlds had taken action to move the location of the exit portal to the gates of the Residence.
Dou E did not think much of it but Yan Anle asked the system, Didn't you say the portal would reopen wherever I entered from?
[Myriad Worlds] told him, [You have visitors inside.]
Who? He asked and the system filled him in.
His eyes narrowed and his lips curved into a sneer. "Fast enough. Little sister, what did you come here for this time? To mock me? Kick me out?"
Dou E, who was about to push the gates open, heard this and paused. She sent out her own Divine Sense and immediately picked up on three presences within the open yard.
"Young Master, should we…" She trailed off, not even sure what to ask or suggest.
"Go in. Of course, we are going in." He walked past her and shoved the gates open himself. "If we cowardly tuck our tails and flee from our own home even after gaining our current strength, then, we do not deserve this good fortune."
Dou E voiced her agreement and followed in behind him, her hesitance flying away with the evening breeze.
Young Miss Yan Lingrong exuded only Early-stage Core Formation cultivation base aura, not a match for her current Young Master.
Sun Ziyun, who had sensed their arrival the moment the portal came into being, had already stood up from the rocking chair and her aura as an expert was nowhere to be seen.
When the doors opened and Yan Anle and Dou E's figures came into sight, Zhaozhao and her Young Miss's confusion by the Demon Princess's actions was solved.
"Little Sister, it is has been quite a while since we last met," Yan Anle begun, walking inupright and confident. His tone was full of teasing, "My heart ached, thinking you had forgotten this ignoble Senior Brother of yours."
At first glance, his laughter carried and air of excitement, as one usually would when reuniting with a loved one.
Yan Lingrong and Zhaozhao bolted up to their feet, their eyes widening in shock.
They remained speechless, their mouths slightly ajar until Yan Anle and Dou E arrived within arm's length from them.
The young man grabbed his little sister by her chin and lifted her face slightly. He chuckled, "Silently staring at me like that, what's wrong, Sister? Too excited to see me after so long that you have gone speechless?"
Yan Lingrong was finally able to get some words out, though, they were somewhat incoherent.
"Brother… Is that really you?"
"Who else could it be?" He flicked her forehead and laughed, "What? Did I get even more handsome from the last time you saw me?"
Sun Ziyun's eyes gleamed as she watched all this from the side, I didn't sense it wrong! This guy, how did he do it? From a mortal to the Foundation Establishment in one day? Impossible!
"No, it's not that. It's just, I thought…" Yan Lingrong trailed off here.
"You thought what?" One of Yan Anle's brows rose.
His little sister, who wasn't so little anymore, took a moment to steady her mind before saying, "Brother, you are truly too low-key. All these years, you quietly found a way to cultivate and hid it from me, from everyone."
Inwardly, her feelings were indescribable. All these years, she hardly even recalled that she had this brother of hers.
To find that while she had labeled him a Waste and Stain in her heart, he had been diligently cultivating, persevering.
Her feelings were complicated. There was some happiness, but also irritation. A part of her could not help but wish she was the one who chance upon that rare opportunity.
Yan Anle neither knew norcared for her feelings or thoughts as helaughed, "It's not that I was hiding it from you, or anything like that. If anyone came over to drink tea with this Tenth Young Master, they would have been in the know."
"Besides, there was no need for me to jump out and boast like a clown. The Chance Encounter did not grant me great talent. As you can see, I'm only in the Middle stage Second Major Realm of Body Tempering."
"What about you, sister?" He asked, even though he already knew. "What realm have you reached?"
Hearing everything that her Senior Brother said, Yan Lingrong's inner mood did not improve but became worse instead.
Whatever that opportunity was, if she was the one who got it instead, it could have made turned her into a great genius known by all Fifteen Great Forces.
But, on this so-called Senior Brother of hers, it only produced someone wallowing in the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment after crossing a hundred years of age.
Ah, if she knew that his true cultivation base was four minor realms above hers and he had gotten it with a click, it is hard to determine if she won't develop an Inner Demon and go into Qi Deviation.
She had a proud expression as she told him the truth, "I have reached the First Level of Core Formation."
Yan Anle's eyes lit up in surprise and he patted her shoulder, "Good! Very Good! As expected of my, Yan Anle's little sister. Only slightly over a hundred years old and you are just three minor realms away from becoming a Clan Elder."
Yan Lingrong laughed, pleased with the praise, but her expression quickly became complicated. "Alas, I still can't compare to our Junior Brother. That Yan Wuji has already made it to the Third Level of Core Formation. He should be challenging the Middle Stage Foundation Establishment any day now."
She sighed deeply, holding her head like a troubled grandma. "Such a bright future ahead, but he's a great troublemaker."
At this time, Sun Ziyun picked up the rocking chair and brought it over to Yan Anle's back.
"Young Master, please sit."
Yan Anle glanced at her and saw her eyes shining with scrutiny, amazement, and even reverence that would be natural for a Foundation Establishment maid who just discovered that her Young Master was actually so formidable, he rolled his eyes inwardly.
Pretend. Keep pretending. It's such a shame the cultivation world does not have Best Actress Awards.
"Thank you, Miss Sun," He gave her a grateful look as he sat down, before turning his attention back to his little sister.
He was about to follow-up on the topic of Yan Wuji sparking the clash between the Yan Clan and the Sword River Sect, acting like he did not already know the ins and outs of it. But, he saw Yan Lingrong staring at his new maid with a pale expression.
It was not just her. Even Zhaozhao was visibly shook.
Amid their surprise at the fact that Yan Anle could cultivate, they had momentarily forgot the tiger, eh, tigress that they had just been cowering before.
Now, they saw that same tigress serve Yan Anle with humility and their hearts froze.
Could someone explain what in the world was going on?
They had considered many possibilities of what connection the two had but, even in their boldest thoughts, they never pictured this.
Even if there was a Master-Servant relationship, should it not be Yan Anle bending over like a horse for her to sit and ride?