107 Logic Error

The sound of rumbling rocks can be heard in the sect's arena as a tidal wave of earth was about to crash into Lin, large enough to drown her in dirt!

Lin's grip on her trusty bladed whip tightened as she channeled enough qi into it, making it sizzle with electricity. With a cracking sound, Lin circled her super long whip into the air, before crashing it down into the earthen tidal wave. The collision of both attacks ended with an explosion of dirt and a shockwave that knocked down her opponent, while Lin remained steadfast, her higher cultivation than her foe allowing her to be more solid than the earth she shattered.

The spectators, her fellow disciples, were all at awe. Even with the recent controversy surrounding her, they were once again reminded that Lin got into the core disciple ranking by her own merit, and not by because of her family name.

Standing up, the man approached Lin and flashed her a courteous smile, cupping her hands in respect, "This junior disciple is grateful to sister Lin for her guidance."

Lin returned the gestures out of respect towards her fellow core disciple.

"Think nothing of it. We core disciples must lift each other up. If you are in need of another sparring session, do not be afraid to ask." Lin said.

As the sun was almost setting, Lin watched as t

her fellow disciple went his own way. Lin frowned. She had nothing against the man, and although she didn't show it, she simply wanted to spar with a different person in mind.

What the hell is that wife of hers up to anyway? After a tiring day of both alchemy and physical training, Lin was ready to head home and see the answer for herself.

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Inside Liuming's sect mansion, Lin opened the door into Liuming's room, witnessing her wife playing with that accursed mannequin. By Liuming's tale it was Xiao's gift to her since it was way below her cultivation threshold to even be impactful in Xiao's training anymore.

Liuming was all smiles as she sat in the bed while brushing the doll's long hair from the back, its blue expensive clothes styled to her liking. Its make up applied with care.

Lin's forehead scrunched. What the hell? She was treating this doll with so much affection like it was a real person! It wasn't even the real Xiao and it already has a firm grip on her wife's attention!?

Using a fake cough, Lin called for her wife's attention.

Liuming momentarily stopped to glance at the approaching Lin, Liuming said, "Oh, you're back." Before continuing the process of brushing the Doll's hair.

"That's it!? I was gone from morning to sunset and that's all you have to say to me!? And why didn't you show up at the sect today!? Don't tell me you're locked up in your room all day playing with that mannequin!?"

Lin did not want to disparage her wife's hobby, it was only their fourth day as a married couple, after all. But at the same time, Lin will do whatever she can to prevent Liuming from becoming a shut-in.

"There's no need for me to train." Liuming nonchalantly answered. All those time she was chasing after Xiao and Lin, but now that she had acquired them in a turnabout that she couldn't have predicted, one could say that she was fulfilled at the moment.

It was an answer that made Lin almost rip not only her own hair out, but that stupid doll in her wife's arms. They were cultivators, there is always a need for them to train. Is this what having no one to antagonize does to her?

Taking a deep breath, Lin examined the situation with a calm perspective. Yanking the doll from her wife will lead into a fight, with their newly formed bond, Lin was trying to prevent that outcome at all cost. What then, is the course of action for Lin to take? Lin sighed, there is nothing left for her but to be true to her feelings.

Gently, Lin laid on the bed behind her wife, wrapping her arms around her waist and kissing Liuming's shoulder.

"You've played with that doll long enough, come play with me instead."

This was her cue to be mean to the blue haired woman but seeing acting jealous and demanding attention only managed to widen Liuming's smile. As much as Liuming adored Xiao's doll, it cannot reciprocate. Here was Lin, ready to shower her with affection.

"You're so damn needy, how annoying. Fine, let us have dinner together and then we can go for an evening spar."

Liuming carefully put her doll down into the bed before they went downstairs to eat.

(Logic error.

The warmth of Liuming's touch was cut short. Why?

Can't understand…must understand.

Establishing parameters on how to get it back…

…unable with current constraints.)

As the doll's lifeless eyes stared into oblivion, its finger twitched.

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With the moon appearing so close, the evening wind breezed past Xiao as she flew on her sword, drifting past the clouds.

< Your emotions are a mess. What ails you? > Zhen asked.

Xiao sighed. She was happy, sad, and excited all at the same time. Will Fang Xuan ever recover? Are the newlyweds doing okay? Xiao feels bad for once again leaving Yanmei, that's why she wanted to hurry up and meet with this Bao but at the same time she wanted to spend time with the newlyweds a bit more. And she still needs to cultivate! The price she has to pay for having a harem.

"I'm simply overwhelmed by it all, master."

< As long as you move forward, the universe has a way of balancing things out. And I am here to guide you with every step. >

Simply move forward. It is a simple advice yet managed to instil a bit of ease into Xiao's mind.

"Master..."

<What is it?>

"Have you ever had any trouble in managing your time when it came to your harem?"

<Oh absolutely, the previous empress of the heavens, Guanyin, was more demanding than the rest. I reckon it was due to her being the realm's one true empress. It comes with the territory of having multiple partners, you will get used to it. >

Will Xiao ever? While contemplating, Xiao sped up her sword. Xiao was eager to witness how the newlyweds are fairing up on their fourth night together.