Ya Fei’s aunt immediately began questioning her in detail.
Though Aunt Wang Ting already knew quite a bit about Chen Mo, she just couldn’t help herself—she had to tease Ya Fei and make her squirm.
Wang Ting was Ya Fei’s mother’s elder sister. She had married into the Mittel Clan along with Ya Fei’s mother back in the day and was widely regarded as the person who treated Ya Fei the best within the family. Her only real flaw? She was incredibly gossipy.
Her husband, the Third Elder of the Mittel Clan, had informed her the previous night about what had happened. So the very next morning, she showed up at the great hall to wait—only for Ya Fei to arrive just before noon.
From the moment she saw Ya Fei’s awkward walk, Wang Ting knew exactly what had gone down. With a big smile, she teased,
"Having a baby early isn’t a bad idea. Your little brother’s already grown up—I can help you raise your kids."
"Auntie, what are you even saying?!" Ya Fei’s scalp tingled, her face burning bright red.
And just like that, her second aunt-in-law joined in too, gossiping and probing about how she and Chen Mo had gotten together.
With topics like these, once the conversation starts, there’s no stopping it.
One question led to another, and before long, Ya Fei didn’t even know how to respond anymore.
As for Chen Mo—who in his past life had been an orphan and never had to deal with nosy relatives—he greeted everyone politely, then left Ya Fei to handle it.
Meanwhile, he took out some Foundation-Building Liquid, Qi-Gathering Powder, and similar items, distributing them to the children of the various uncles, aunts, and other relatives—whether sons, daughters, grandchildren, or otherwise.
His gesture instantly turned him into the hero of the younger generation.
The kids practically started calling him "Big Brother" non-stop.
One of Ya Fei’s older cousins even corrected a little girl:
"Sweetie, not ’Big Brother’—he’s your Aunt Ya Fei’s man. You should call him Uncle-in-Law."
The little girl, obedient and adorable, promptly chirped, "Uncle-in-Law!"
Chen Mo laughed and responded cheerfully.
By the time they were done making the rounds, several hours had passed and the sky had grown dark.
On the surface, everything seemed to be going well between Chen Mo and Ya Fei’s many aunts and cousins.
After all, Chen Mo was a nineteen-year-old Tier-3 alchemist, a once-in-centuries prodigy in the Jia Ma Empire—even more talented than the legendary Pill King Gu He.
On top of that, his background was mysterious—he had even tamed a Sixth-Rank Magical Beast, the Amethyst Winged Lion King, as a mount.
But perhaps most importantly, someone of his caliber had shown humility and courtesy toward them, even handing out precious, flawless pills like they were festive red envelopes.
How could they not like him?
Wang Ting, in fact, even started talking about picking an auspicious date for their wedding.
The idea didn’t just make Ya Fei panic—it made Chen Mo break out in cold sweat.
If his beloved Queen Medusa heard about this... she’d probably explode.
And that explosion might just mean the complete annihilation of the Mittel Clan.
Both of them collapsed onto the bed like they’d just fought a war, breathing heavily.
Indeed—managing interpersonal relationships might be the hardest task of all.
Ya Fei snuggled up to Chen Mo and gave him a kiss. After a long, passionate moment, her eyes sparkled with joy.
"Your Majesty, you’re amazing. I had such a wonderful day," she said sweetly.
Though she had been flustered and overwhelmed by all the gossip earlier, deep down, she was genuinely happy.
She had finally received the recognition she longed for.
In the past, aside from Aunt Wang Ting, the other relatives hadn’t shown much interest in her. But now, they were actually concerned about how she was doing in Wu Tan City.
The Mittel Clan had built its legacy on commerce, and in a clan like that, nearly everyone had a calculating mind. Emotional ties were often secondary to benefits and interests.
Clearly, their warmth toward her today was merely a means to draw her closer—by extension, drawing Chen Mo in as well.
It was cold and transactional... but Ya Fei had grown used to it.
Even so, she couldn’t help but feel a bit pleased when those same relatives—who once thought she was just a pretty face meant for marriage alliances—were now constantly praising and flattering her.
Her heart warmed, and her nose tingled with emotion. Nestling her head against Chen Mo’s chest, she murmured,
"I’m so lucky to have you."
Ding! You have obtained the Bewitching Grace Physique.
Chen Mo blinked as the system notification popped up. Curious, he immediately pulled up the description.
The Bewitching Grace Physique was a type of spirit body. While spirit bodies might be insignificant in the vast universe, on the Dou Qi Continent, it was a rather valuable and rare constitution.
Most notably, the Bewitching Grace Physique was a dual-cultivation physique—in other words, a furnace.
"Host may assign the Bewitching Grace Physique to one of the women you’ve bonded with."
"Ya Fei," Chen Mo chose without hesitation.
After all, among the women he had bound through the system, Ya Fei had the weakest cultivation talent. This would help her cultivate faster and catch up.
And most importantly...
"How does my dear concubine plan to thank her emperor?" Chen Mo whispered into her ear, gently blowing on it.
"What sort of thanks does Your Majesty desire?" Ya Fei teased with a flirtatious wink.
What she didn’t know was that with the Bewitching Grace Physique now awakened, the allure she exuded was practically toxic to any man.
Ya Fei looked over at Chen Mo, who was sprawled out in utter contentment, and gave him a firm kick.
She no longer believed a single word of what he said in bed.
Chen Mo let her kick him, too relaxed to care. He could already sense that his cultivation had nearly broken through to Six-Star Dou Ling.
"Beloved, do you feel anything different about your body?" he asked with a sly smile.
"Different?" Ya Fei blinked, then suddenly exclaimed,
"I’ve broken through to Six-Star Dou Zhe?!"
Her expression was one of pure disbelief. She had just advanced from Five-Star to Six-Star Dou Zhe yesterday.
And now—in less than a day—she’d reached Seven-Star?
Could it really be that doing that with him boosted her cultivation?
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With the Azure Dragon Yin-Yang Art, the Male-Female Yin-Yang Jade, and now the Bewitching Grace Physique...
This combo was practically cheating.
Chen Mo nodded and said playfully,
"You actually awakened an unparalleled spirit body—known as the Bewitching Grace Physique."
He gave her a brief explanation of what it did and added,
"From now on, your cultivation path will be smooth sailing. You’re going to soar to the top."
"Get out of here!" Ya Fei rolled her eyes at his smugness.
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