ATG: My genius is almost frightening!

Chapter 107: Portable Star God



As Yun Wuji drew closer to the sea of flowers, his gaze sharpened, and he spotted a small figure hidden among the blooms.

She floated quietly amidst the lustrous sea of purple flowers, her long silver hair, brilliant and lustrous like an entire galaxy of stars surrounding her delicate body. The hair hung low, a portion of it trailing against the floor

There were also her eyes, those eyes, the strangest and most beautiful Yun Wuji had ever seen in his life.

The top half of her right eye was a pale yellow, while the bottom half gradually turned into a dark shade of green. The top half of her left eye was pale blue, with the bottom half deepening into a rich purple. Four distinct colors radiated from those eyes.

When Yun Wuji spotted her, he discovered that she was staring straight at him. After that, she left the sea of Netherworld Udumbara Flowers, her bright silver hair dragging against the ground. She soundlessly took to the air and arrived in front of Yun Wuji. She was very close to him and she looked up at him with those strange and bewitching four-colored eyes.

"Hi, little girl," Yun Wuji said with a kind smile as he greeted her. He then pointed at the Netherworld Udumbara Flowers and asked, "Can you do something about these flowers, please?" Although he was still some distance away, the flowers' soul-stealing effect was still reaching him, causing him a great deal of discomfort.

"..." The little girl blinked at him, her gaze fixed on him. Or more precisely, she was staring at the pocket of his shirt.

"Can you understand me?" Yun Wuji waved his hand in front of her and asked.

"..." The girl nodded without taking her eyes off his pocket.

"What are you looking at? Could it be that you want this?" Yun Wuji pretended to be confused, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a small purple sphere-the Lightning Seed.

Unlike Yun Che, Yun Wuji didn't have the Heretic God's veins, so he could only bring the Lightning Seed, which carried the Heretic God's aura, to get closer to her.

"..." The girl followed his hand's movement, her eyes fixed on the purple sphere. After staring at it for a while, she nodded her head at him. Then, she finally raised her gaze and looked at him.

"Do you want it?" Yun Wuji extended his hand and asked.

"..." The girl shook her head, then waved her small hand casually. In an instant, all the flowers retracted, their petals folding into tight buds.

When the flowers retracted, they stopped emitting their soul-stealing power. "Sigh, I can finally breathe properly, thanks." Yun Wuji patted his chest and asked with a smile, "Little girl, what are you doing here alone?"

"..." The girl blinked at him silently.

"It seems that you really can't talk," he said, sitting down on the cold floor.

"..." The girl nodded her head.

"Don't you feel lonely here?"

"..." The girl nodded her head again.

"Then do you mind me staying here to keep you company?"

"..." The girl's eyes widened and moved rapidly before she nodded her head vigorously.

"Haha, so we're friends from now on then," Yun Wuji laughed and then added, "I am Yun Wuji, what's your name?" He extended his hand for a handshake.

"..." The girl blinked her beautiful eyes and extended her small hand toward him. However, when her hand made contact, it passed right through his.

"You are a spirit?!" Yun Wuji exclaimed, his face filled with surprise.

"..." She nodded her head, blinking her eyes in confusion. She moved her hand again, trying to grasp his, but it passed right through him once more.

"It doesn't matter if you are spirit, we can still be friends," Yun Wuji maintained his gentle smile and asked again, "What is your name?"

"..." The girl stopped her attempts to touch his hand and shook her head at his question. "Ah, right, you can't speak," Yun Wuji slapped his forehead in realization. Then, after a moment's thought, he asked, "Or perhaps... you don't have a name?"

"..." She nodded her head in response.

"It feels weird not having something to call you," Yun Wuji said holding his chin, pulling the same cheap old trick every protagonist uses. "Do you want me to give you a name?

"...!!!" The girl's eyes widened in surprise, then she nodded her head rapidly, clearly excited. "Let me think about it for a second..." Yun Wuji looked the little girl once over before breaking out into a faint smile, "You exist as a spirit, you live in the gloom, you lie among the Netherworld Udumbara Flowers, so from now on, I will call you 'You'er', okay?"

She nodded her head, her long silver hair swaying gracefully in the air. Yun Wuji could sense her happiness, though he wasn't sure if it was because she truly liked the name or simply because she got one.

"Alright, You'er, do you want to hear a story?" Yun Wuji asked with a gentle smile, his gaze softening as he looked at the adorable girl.

Although they had just met, something about her stirred a protective instinct in him. She was so endearing that he couldn't help but feel the urge to have a cute daughter like her someday.

"..." The girl stepped closer to him, her small body moving gracefully. She nodded quietly before settling beside him, her luminous eyes intently fixed on his face.

"This a story about a dark crow who traveled the nine worlds..."

...

Spring blossomed into summer, summer gradually yielded to autumn, and before anyone realized it, a few years had slipped by in the blink of an eye.

*Just like the pandemic, no one knew how more than three years passed so quickly.*

After the last war against the Sacred Ground, peace seemed to settle over both continents, with no major events occurring. However, on the far away Azure Cloud Continent, a shocking event happened, every major sect, including the top three, was obliterated overnight.

No one knew who was behind this ruthless act or why such a cruel thing had been done.

Yun Wuji: (Who are you calling ruthless and cruel?!!)

This event sent shockwaves through the entire continent, causing a massive stir among the profound practitioners. Waves of fear and unrest spread like wildfire, lingering long after the initial shock. Even now, years later, many sects still tremble from fear and apprehension. Today, in the Floating Cloud City, influential figures from all corners of the Profound Sky and Illusory Demon Realm gathered in this otherwise small and humble city.

The reason for their presence? Yun Che, the disciple of Yun Wuji, is getting married!

The Xiao Clan's estate was unusually dazzling today, adorned with extravagant decorations that stretched from the grand entrance to the farthest, most remote corners of the grounds. Every inch of the estate seemed to radiate a sense of celebration and splendor. The floors were entirely blanketed in luxurious golden carpets, their rich hue gleaming under the soft glow of lanterns hanging in intricate patterns.

Servants bustled about in a flurry of activity, weaving between one another as they attended to guests and meticulously prepared for the grand wedding ensuring not a single detail was overlooked. Even the Xiao Clan's patriarch, a figure usually authoritative in the clan, was seen hurrying from one place to another, personally overseeing the arrangements and double-

checking that nothing was amiss.

"Hahaha! Patriarch Yun, congratulations!" A hearty laugh echoed through the air before a man descended from the sky, it was Yan Zijing.

"Brother Yan, it's a blessing to have you grace this wedding with your presence. Come, come inside," Yun Qinghong said warmly as he stepped forward to greet him. He placed an arm around Yan Zijing's shoulder, laughing heartily as he pulled him inside.

Today was a momentous day, it was his son's wedding, and Yun Qinghong couldn't contain his happiness and pride. Initially, he had planned to host the ceremony in the Yun Clan, but Yun Che had refused.

He explained that they owed too much to the Xiao family, especially to Xiao Ying, and insisted it was only right to hold the wedding here to honor both Xiao Ying and his

grandfather, Xiao Lei.

Yun Che was getting married to two women at the same time, one was his fiancé from 16 years ago, Situ Xuan, and the other was the princess of the Lin Family who he rizzed the past two

years.

*There's no need to know who she is. I don't know, so you certainly won't know either.*

"Uncle Yan, it's an honor to see you. Please make yourself comfortable," Yun Che greeted warmly as they entered the hall. Standing at the door, he clasped his fists respectfully, a wide smile spreading across his face.

"Virtuous nephew, you've truly grown into an adult! Today is your day, congratulations!" Yan Zijing laughed heartily, giving Yun Che a firm pat on the shoulder. Then, with a curious glance around, he added, "I don't see your master, Lord Yun Wuji. Isn't he here?"

As if anticipating the question, Yun Che quickly responded, "Master already arrived, but he wandered off somewhere. He'll appear later." Many powerful figures had come before Yan Zijing, and all of them inquired about Yun Wuji.

In fact, the primary reason they traveled all the way from the Illusory Demon Realm was to

show respect to his master and give him face.

...

At the back of Xiao Clan's Mountain.

"Lord Yun Wuji, ahn~" Xuanyuan Yufeng's muffled moan echoed as she leaned against a tree, her body trembling violently with both hands pressed to the bark.

"Hehehe, your husband had just recently died at the hands of a beast, and now you want me to comfort you?" Yun Wuji chuckled, his hands gripping her waist from behind as he thrust into

her relentlessly.

"That's... ahn~... not... what... I... mean... ahn~," Xuanyuan Yufeng stammered, trying to stifle

her moans. She looked at him with her watery, seductive eyes, her body trembling with each powerful thrust, and her large, ample breasts swaying in the air.

"Oh, really? I know what kind of slut you are! The only thing you are probably sad about is

that you won't get to be fucked in front of your husband anymore," Yun Wuji chuckled and slapped her plump soft ass with his hand.

Over the years, he had been with her countless times, he learned all her weak points and fetishes. What she enjoyed most was being fucked in front of her oblivious husband. "Ahn~ I am not a slut~" Xuanyuan Yufeng moaned as she reached an orgasm, her cunt

tightened and her legs trembled, she nearly fell to the ground. She turned her head and smiled

at him lustfully, "I am only a slut for you~"

...

Late at night, after his disciple's wedding, Yun Wuji sat on the ground, idly playing with

pebbles as he gazed at the stars above.

"Master, aren't you going to bang one of your wives tonight?" The Evil Infant suddenly materialized, perching casually on his shoulder.

"...What do you mean by that? Am I someone who's just lustful and only thinks about sex?"

The pebbles Yun Wuji had been tossing into the air missed his hand as he froze upon hearing her words. He turned around and knocked her on the head, reprimanding her. "Ouch! Aren't you?" The Evil Infant clutched her small head, replying as if she were stating

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"Hmph! It seems you've grown more and more impudent lately," Yun Wuji snorted, delivering the one threat this little girl truly feared: "No food for you for a whole week!"

"Nooo!!! Master, I'm sorry!"

The Evil Infant's widened her eyes as her tiny body froze stiff. Then, as if a dam had burst, she started crying and pleading. "I was wrong! Master isn't a lustful sex beast who can't wait to stick his thing in any moving hole! You're a cultured man who loves... uh... oh, right! You love spending your time admiring the moon and gazing at the stars!"

"...Are you doing this on purpose? No more food from me for two weeks! Go find someone else

to cook for you!" Veins bulged on Yun Wuji's forehead as his face darkened, doubling the

already cruel punishment.

"Mas..." The Evil Infant, unwilling to give up on the ultra-delicious, addictive food Yun Wuji

made, was about to plead further when she suddenly froze. Her expression shifted as she sensed something. "Wait, Master! Over there, there's someone!"

Yun Wuji immediately sprang to his feet and shot toward the direction the Evil Infant was

pointing. In the blink of an eye, he covered hundreds of meters, arriving swiftly in front of a little girl.

The girl looked to be either twelve or thirteen years old and wore a messy dress. Her daintily cute and petite body was curled up like a frightened kitten. She had blood scarlet hair. 'She's finally here! My portable Star God!' Yun Wuji's heart shouted in excitement as he looked

at the girl before him.

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