The First Peak disciple stared in shock. He believed himself to be very skilled in literary and academic arts. After all, he normally spoke in poetry. But the contents of this jade slip were bewildering, to the point where he needed to analyze everything bit by bit. Even after that, he still didn’t feel that he understood completely, and could only stare blankly at the jade slip.

Mine descendents? Wait… ‘mine descendents.’ What descendents? And what does he mean by ‘fairer sex.’ Isn’t the term ‘fairer sex’ used to describe women?

Then he looked at the bottle, and his eyes went wide.

There’s no way…. Then he thought back to how he’d smelled the contents of the bottle, and suddenly felt a bit queasy.

“This is ridiculous!!” He almost threw everything into the water, but couldn’t quite bear to. After all, he basically had half of the bloodline of an Ancient Emperor. But why did it have to be the male side?

Around this time, Xu Qing opened his eyes and looked over from his dharmaskiff. Guessing that the First Peak disciple had opened the box, and curious about the results, he said, “What did you get?” 

The defensive barrier around the sword faded away, and the First Peak disciple sat there, an unsightly expression on his face as he...