The Ten Heroines are Insane! - Chapter 127:

Chapter 127: Urgent, What Should I Do If There May Be a Man Among My Love Rivals?

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Many disciples who had been dispatched from the Holy Land gradually returned one after another. After several months, Ye Fan once again stepped into the Holy Land. His state of mind had undergone an earth-shaking change.

The childishness he once had was completely gone. The arrogance unique to a time traveler had been tempered into calmness. No longer did he have the delusion of thinking he knew the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth. This near year-long journey had taught him a truth: “There are always people better than you, and there is always a higher sky.” Now, he only wanted to be a down-to-earth person.

“Junior Brother Ye!”

A familiar voice instantly lifted Ye Fan’s spirits. He raised his head and saw a tall man standing by the grand gate of the Holy Mountain.

“Senior Brother Chen!”

Seeing Chen Bin, his closest friend in the Holy Land, Ye Fan couldn’t suppress his joy and quickly ran over. The two exchanged fist bumps and laughed heartily together.

“Unexpectedly, after not seeing you for a few months, I can no longer see through you, Junior Brother Ye,” Chen Bin said in amazement, sensing Ye Fan’s majestic aura.

After Ye Fan’s departure, Chen Bin had recovered from his injuries and hadn’t been idle with his cultivation, but even after a few months, he had just reached the 1st stage Condensed Profound Realm. In contrast, Ye Fan had already stepped into the 9th stage Divine Profound Realm, possessing cultivation equivalent to the late stage of Spirit Gathering.

The gap between geniuses was clear. Although Chen Bin was considered outstanding within the Holy Fire Palace and could be regarded as a genius in the lower realms, compared with top talents like Ye Fan, the difference was immense.

“It was just a lucky encounter during my training,” Ye Fan smiled modestly. Then he glanced at the bustling scene near the main hall of the Holy Land, “By the way, is the Holy Son here? I want to report back.”

“The Holy Son is in the palace handling the disciple assessment. If you want to go, let’s go together. Besides, you still owe me a story about where you’ve been cultivating these past months.”

Laughing, the two walked side by side toward the Holy Fire Palace.

In the main hall of the Holy Fire Palace, Xu Ze sat in the throne of the Holy Son, reviewing the list of disciples for the upcoming assessment. He had thought that once the Holy Lord came out of seclusion, he could finally relax a bit.

Unexpectedly, upon seeing that Xu Ze had managed the Holy Land well, the Holy Lord handed over all the major responsibilities to him. Xu Ze was speechless.

In his ninth life, the Holy Lord had only come out of seclusion on the very last day of the disciple assessment after detecting Xu Ze’s unusual aura. Thus, Xu Ze hadn’t complained about being burdened with such responsibilities—after all, it was part of his duty. But this time, Master, you came out early, couldn’t you have handled some of these tasks yourself?

Looking at the countless names in front of him, Xu Ze’s head started to ache.

“There are four thousand disciples from the Holy Fire Palace participating in the assessment, three thousand three hundred from the Heavenly Cold Palace, and three thousand seven hundred from the Purple Cloud Palace…”

The number of disciples in the Holy Land was enormous. The first round of competitions alone would last three days, focusing on testing mysterious strength, physical strength, and endurance.

Seeing Xu Ze’s frown deepen, Lin Yu’er, standing nearby, also felt distressed. But as a maid, she could only quietly serve the Holy Son tea from time to time and accompany him silently.

At that moment, Ye Fan’s voice rang out from outside the hall.

“Holy Son, disciple Ye Fan returns to report.”

“Come in.”

Xu Ze lifted his head and looked at Ye Fan as he walked in. He was surprised to see that Ye Fan had become much darker and sturdier, no longer resembling the delicate youth who once relied on his system to maintain fair skin and tender flesh.

“Holy Son, this disciple has completed the mission and helped the Master Sword Sect defeat the evil cultivators’ offensive,” Ye Fan said as he knelt on one knee, looking at Xu Ze with burning eyes.

After months apart, Ye Fan could feel the immense calmness radiating from Xu Ze. It was a terrifying aura unique to those who had stepped into the 1st stage Mystic Sovereign Realm. Admiration and guilt welled up in Ye Fan’s heart. He had worked so hard and barely made progress, while the Holy Son had already broken through into an unimaginable realm. Such terrifying talent…

He had once dreamed of following in the Holy Son’s footsteps—but now, that dream seemed laughably distant.

“I have heard of your deeds. This time, you defeated the evil cultivators in the lower realm and upheld the prestige of our Holy Land. Well done,” Xu Ze said with a rare smile, nodding in approval.

Ye Fan’s heart burned with excitement. He cupped his fists and said, “Thank you, Holy Son, for your appreciation. I will do my best for the Holy Land. This is the only thing a disciple can do!”

Such a high sense of consciousness? Xu Ze smiled, nodding slightly. “Very good. I’m pleased to see you have such awareness.”

“In the past few months, you’ve made remarkable progress in cultivation and have worked diligently outside. You’ll be rated as an excellent disciple in this assessment, so take a good rest.”

Being named an excellent disciple was equivalent to earning the best evaluation without having to compete. A good assessment meant a brighter future and a higher status within the Holy Land. With consistent results year after year, there would be a high chance of becoming a deacon or even an elder. For disciples of the Holy Land, this was far more valuable than ordinary rewards.

However, instead of looking happy, Ye Fan frowned. He said, “Holy Son, please don’t take me off the assessment! I hope you will allow this disciple to participate!”

Xu Ze raised an eyebrow. He had intended to give Ye Fan a break, letting him skip the competition and avoid drawing too much attention. Unexpectedly, Ye Fan was not pleased with that idea.

“Oh? Why are you so insistent on participating in the assessment?” Xu Ze asked with a smile.

“Replying to the Holy Son,” Ye Fan pursed his lips, and an awkward blush appeared on his face, “this disciple heard that the Holy Son will compete with the second disciple with the best results…”

“So, this disciple does not want to miss this opportunity…”

…

Looking at Ye Fan’s ‘shy’ expression, Xu Ze almost choked.

No way. Why does Ye Fan look a bit off?

What’s going on here? Could it be that in this life, instead of being a typical protagonist, he’s turned into a male ketone?

Holding his forehead, Xu Ze said, “Fine. You can participate in the assessment.”

“Thank you, Holy Son!” Ye Fan said excitedly and quickly bowed before leaving.

Watching Ye Fan’s retreating figure, Xu Ze pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming on. The protagonist in this life might not be going against him anymore, but why was he acting so obsessively around him?

Could there really be a problem with his orientation?

“Huh?” Xu Ze suddenly noticed something strange in Lin Yu’er’s gaze.

“Yu’er, what’s wrong?”

“No, nothing…” Lin Yu’er quickly shook her head, forcing a smile.

But in her mind, a storm of thoughts was brewing wildly.

Urgent! Excuse me, there may be a man among your love rivals. What should I do?