Early morning sunlight filtered through elegant silk curtains in a luxurious villa on the west side of Blue River City.
Su Wan'er slowly opened her eyes, her long black hair scattered across the premium pillow like spilled ink. Her cheeks still carried a faint pink from last night's memories. The moment she remembered how she had shamelessly ground herself against Lin Yuan, moaning for him to touch her lower, her body heated up again.
She sat up as her graceful breasts gently bounced under her thin silk nightdress.
"Yuan Yuan… what have you done to me…"
She let out a soft sigh.
Downstairs in the bright dining hall.
Her parents were already seated.
Her father, Su Mingyuan, was a tall, refined middle-aged man in a custom suit. Once the rightful heir to the main Su Clan, he had chosen to abandon the dangerous path of cultivation. Instead, he built a business empire from scratch… real estate, pharmaceuticals, and hidden spirit-material trading. Today he was one of the richest men in Jiangnan, with assets that could make even major clans jealous.
Her mother was Su Jing'er. A gentle beauty.
The woman smiled warmly as Su Wan'er came down.
"Wan'er, good morning, darling."
Su Mingyuan looked up from his financial newspaper and nodded proudly.
"Our daughter is the pride of the family. Top grades again last semester, perfect scores in every subject. You make Dad very happy."
Su Wan'er gave a quiet, polite smile and took only a single slice of toast with jam.
"Thank you, Father, Mother. I'll head to school now."
She ate quickly and gracefully, then stood up.
"I'm leaving."
Her mother watched her daughter's back with a trace of sadness.
After Su Wan'er left, she sighed softly.
"Mingyuan, our daughter has become so distant lately. She's always so dull and quiet around us. I miss the cheerful little girl who used to run into my arms…"
Su Mingyuan quietly flipped a page of his magazine without looking up.
"It's nothing serious. She's just growing up and knows she has to be better. Focus on business. The new project in Dragon Capital needs attention."
Outside, a black Maybach was already waiting.
The driver bowed respectfully as Su Wan'er stepped in.
At Blue River University.
The moment her car stopped, the campus exploded with excitement.
"Goddess Su is here!"
"Wan'er! You look even more beautiful today!"
"Goddess, can I treat you to lunch? Please!"
A group of rich second-generation students swarmed around her. Some boys shyly asked for help with math problems while others begged for group photos or study sessions.
Su Wan'er smiled politely but her mind was miles away.
She kept replaying yesterday's scene… the taste of Lin Yuan's lips, the hardness she felt pressing against her soaked and untouched flower, the way her body took control of her decisions.
'Yuan Yuan… when did you become so outstanding? The descendant of Sacred Lord Tianyuan… Heaven's Cherished Son… I can't believe it.'
She had always known about the hidden cultivation world. As a child she had secretly snooped through her father's old items and discovered ancient manuals. She fell in love with the sword path and trained in secret, reaching Qi Refining 9th layer while pretending to be an ordinary rich girl. Her father never wanted his children involved in the brutal cultivation world, so she never told anyone… especially not Lin Yuan. She had wanted to protect her silly childhood friend from those dangers.
But yesterday changed everything.
After Aunt Zhang chased everyone out, she had met Zhao Tianhao in secret. The Zhao Clan promised they would use all their power to protect Lin Yuan's identity so he wouldn't attract unknown deadly enemies before he grew stronger.
That assurance had made Su Wan'er so happy she couldn't stop smiling while eating dinner last night.
Now, in the university cafeteria during break, her rich and popular friends surrounded her, taking selfies.
But she wasn't into it.
Much to the dislike of her friends.
"Wan'er! Smile! You're the richest and most popular girl in school so nothing should bother you!"
"Come on, join the selfie!"
They tried to pull her in.
Suddenly, time seemed to slow to a snail's pace.
The chatter and camera flashes froze.
So did everything and everyone else.
A majestic golden figure manifested in front of Su Wan'er as a long-bearded old ancestor with piercing eyes and an aura that could suppress mountains. This was the Su Clan Ancestor, the legendary figure who once slew an Imperial Dragon in the Bright Shining Era and refined its blood into the Su Clan's supreme bloodline, granting their descendants powerful sword hearts and dragon-like physiques.
Su Wan'er's eyes widened in shock.
She immediately genuflected.
"Wan'er greets the Ancestor! This junior is unworthy of your presence!"
The ancestor's voice echoed like heavenly thunder yet gentle toward her.
"Wan'er, I have heard you made contact with the Son of Heaven. Protect him well. On paper you are from the side branch, but you are still an eligible heiress. Acquiring this man will cement your position as the next Su Clan Head. Do not fail."
Su Wan'er nodded fervently.
"This junior understands! I will protect him at all costs!"
The ancestor smiled faintly and vanished into thin air.
Time resumed.
Su Wan'er remained frozen in place as her jade cheeks turned bright pink.
Becoming the next clan head? All because of Lin Yuan?
Her friends stared at her in disbelief.
"Wan'er? What's wrong? We've never seen you blush like this before! You look… cute?"
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Back in the quiet eastern district apartment.
Lin Yuan slowly woke up, his mind could still picture that soft kiss and Su Wan'er's needy moans. He dragged himself to the bathroom, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and ran wet fingers through his messy hair.
No lectures today.
Maybe he should go to the bubble tea shop and work up some extra cash.
"Lin Yuan! Come here right now!"
His mother's voice shouted from the living room.
Lin Yuan sighed, dried his hair with a towel, and walked out, fully expecting another lecture about yesterday.
To his surprise, Aunt Zhang was smiling brightly at him.
"Eh? Mom, what's wrong? You're not angry anymore?"
Aunt Zhang chuckled.
"You have a pretty visitor from the Martial God Hall."
Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow.
"Martial God Hall? What's that?"
An attractive feminine voice that was deep like a warrior's answered from the side.
"It is currently the top power in the entire country."
Lin Yuan turned toward the voice and staggered back in pure shock.
Seated gracefully on their old sofa was a peerless beauty with fiery red-tinted long hair, sharp phoenix eyes, snow-white skin, and a proud, seductive figure that made his heart skip. Her red cultivation robes hugged her magnificent breasts and slim waist perfectly.
It was Murong Xue!
A Foundation Establishment peak sword cultivator.
And the number two beauty of the Murong Clan.
Lin Yuan pointed at her and his voice cracked.
"Who… who are you?! How did you get in here?!"
Murong Xue stood up slowly.
She had a resting mean face, so even while she had come here to see what kind of man Lin Yuan really was… it felt like she had come here to kill him.
To no one's surprise, there were many men in her clan who were into that kind of stuff.
"A mean woman who will punish you is the best!"
That's what they said at least.
Murong Xue's perfect eyebrows pressed together.
"Lin Yuan… or should I say, Heaven's Son. I am Murong Xue of the Murong Clan. Yesterday's tea… I want more. And I certainly want you."
Her voice carried both arrogance and hidden desire as she stepped closer.