My Twin Sugar Mommies and Two Systems are 100 Years Late! Chapter 27.
Climbing the hill proved far more taxing than the descent. However, the incline leading to the Yan Clan's Main Branch mansions wasn't steep enough to slow Yan Anle.
He soon reached the massive gates with Dou E at his side. Pan Ting and a heavily hooded Sun Ziyun followed closely in their wake. As expected, the guards' eyes tracked the group immediately.
The Demon Princess's insisted attire, which concealed the upper half of her face, made her stand out like a sore thumb.
Yan Anle did not verbalize it but he admitted to himself that she was indeed a beauty whose face could bring disaster up him.
Dou E pulled out a token of her own, which proved her identity.
"Those two are servants I just purchased," Yan Anle said smoothly as he pulled a heavy identity token from his robes and held it aloft.
The gatekeepers' faces went slack the moment they saw the jade item. Their lazy posture vanished, replaced by rigid, polite bows.
As they passed through, Sun Ziyun's lips curled. She easily intercepted the frantic gossip flickering between the guards' Divine Senses.
'That token… isn't it one belonging only to core members of the Main Vein?' one guard projected.
'Could it be a fake?' another shot back, his mental voice trembling.
'Is your head filled with pest-infested crops?' a third rebuked sharply. 'Those tokens can only be forged by the Nascent Soul Ancestors!'
The mental link went silent for a heartbeat.
'Still, I do not remember a Main Vein member with gray hair like that. Not besides the secluded Old Ancestors or Elder Yan Yang.'
'Wait—look at his features. Don't you think that senior looks somewhat like Elder Yan Qingxue's sons, Young Masters Yan Wuji and Yan Kai?'
'Now that you mention it, the resemblance is uncanny.'
The group continued, unaware of the stir they had caused. The guards, all mid-tier Foundation Establishment cultivators, had already labeled Yan Anle a "mysterious senior." They couldn't sense a lick of cultivation from him. To them, this only proved his power was far beyond their humble sight.
Minutes later, they arrived at a quiet, well-kept courtyard. Yan Anle paused, gesturing to the architecture. "Welcome to my little corner," he said. "This is where you will be staying for the time being."
He turned to his maid with a slight nod. "Dou E, show them around. Let them pick out their own rooms."
"Yes, Young Master," she replied with a graceful dip of her head.
Once the three women disappeared into the halls, Yan Anle retreated to his private bedchamber. He sat cross-legged on the floor, the cool wood grounding him. He closed his eyes and summoned the interface. He scanned his inventory, his mind already churning with plans.
"I don't have a technique yet, but I can lay the foundation," he muttered. "Farmers don't wait for seeds to arrive before they start tilling the soil."
He stroked his chin, his brow furrowing in thought. "Systems, if I claim both Special Physiques at once, will they clash?"
[No.] the voices chorused in his mind.
[Immortal Clan System] explained, [The natures of these Special Physiques do not clash. In fact, they complement each other perfectly.]
[Myriad Worlds] added, [The Three Thousand Treasures Body is built to devour Heavenly Materials. It focuses primarily on tempering the physical shell. The Great Procreation Sacred Body is different. It is best suited for the harmonization of Yin and Yang Qi, making it a top-notch physique for spells.]
Yan Anle's eyes shimmered with sudden clarity. "So, I can pursue both paths, gaining their strengths while mitigating their usual drawbacks?"
[Exactly,] both systems replied.
A confident smirk played on Yan Anle's lips. "Then, I want to claim them both. Do it right now!"
[Immortal Clan System] said, a hint of warning in its tone. [Host, are you certain? Unlike Spirit Roots, acquiring a Special Physique brings intense pain and peculiar phenomena.]
[Myriad Worlds] chimed in, [A single divine-grade physique will trigger phenomena covering this entire continent. It might even be seen beyond the borders. If this were an Immortal World, the reaction would be wilder. It would excite Laws and Origins that are scarce down here.]
Yan Anle sucked air through his teeth, his pulse quickening. "It is really that exaggerated?"
[The phenomena is one thing,] [Myriad Worlds] continued. [The pain is another. Your skin, marrow, and bones will be broken down and rebuilt from scratch.]
Yan Anle fell silent, his fingers gripping his knees. The pain is just a price I have to pay for the Immortal Dao, he told himself. But the phenomena is a death sentence. Experts would swarm this place like maggots to a fresh corpse.
"Systems, there must be arrays to hide this," he pressed. "Something to mask the awakening from the world?"
Both systems opened their shops, flickering through thousands of options. When the filtered results appeared, Yan Anle's heart skipped a beat. So many digits! He nearly groaned aloud at the cost.
He sat in the silence, weighing his destiny against his debt. He knew, without needing to be told, that the difference between a cultivator with a Divine Physique and one with a normal body was like comparing a wolf to a lapdog.
In the time he spent accumulating points to redeem an array, he would have achieved much more in his cultivation if he grit his teeth and increased his debt. He couldn't afford to wait, yet he couldn't afford the arrays.
Just as he prepared to ask for a loan, the [Immortal Clan System] spoke up. [Myriad Worlds, aren't the Laws and Origins complete in that Secret Realm you created? Why can't he just undergo his awakening in there?]
Yan Anle's eyes snapped open, glowing with hope. Deep within his Primordial Spirit, the avatar of the Myriad Worlds Auction House scowled. She bit her lip, glaring through the void at the other system. "Damn you!"
[Immortal Clan System]'s avatar let out a digital snicker. "You wanted to rip off the Host? Not while I'm watching!"
"Humph!" Myriad Worlds snorted, her cold gaze shifting away.
"Nothing to say?" [Immortal Clan System] gloated. "You are always up to no good. Just like yesterday, when you tried to hide the fact that the Host could bind to me too. I wonder how the Host would feel if he knew his 'trusted' Myriad Worlds had such a greedy face."
Myriad Worlds ignored the jab, turning her focus back to Yan Anle. After taking a second to suppress her displeasure, she told him, [Host, Sister Immortal Clan's guess is indeed correct. It slipped my mind for a second. Please accept my sincerest apologies.]
Yan Anle, unaware of the back and forth between his systems, was not upset in the slightest but rather pleased instead. "Haha! No need to apologize! No need!" he smiled like a poor student who just received a full scholarship to their desired college. "Quick, open the portal!"
[Myriad Worlds] wordlessly obeyed, and he jumped to his feet before practically running in.
Meanwhile, Sun Ziyun, who was still walking with Pan Ting and Dou E, suddenly halted. Her gaze snapped in the direction of his room. There was a hint of surprise in her beautiful eyes.
Truthfully, although Yuruo and Bingruo had mentioned the Secret Realm in their report, she had not fully believed it. Now, however, she had witnessed it herself.
Only when Dou E called her, "Miss Sun, what's wrong?" did she turn back and say, "It's nothing serious. I thought I sensed something peculiar, but I guess I made a mistake."
Dou E and Pan Ting bought it without much thought. As a Late-stage Foundation Establishment Realm senior, her Divine Sense was naturally stronger and more vast than theirs. So, they resumed their tour.
In his mobile Secret Realm, Yan Anle sat cross-legged on the carpeted floor of the room designated to him, the Auction House owner. It was quite huge, occupying nearly a quarter of the fourth and topmost floor of the Auction House.
It is worth mentioning that the first floor was divided into two: the lower half for common customers and the upper one for VIPs.
The second and third floors were for staff to reside in. The treasury, or 'Warehouse' as the system called it, was on the fourth floor, occupying another quarter of it.
The remaining half of the fourth floor was split between the Alchemy, Forging, Talisman, and Knowledge rooms.
The Knowledge room was a place containing more two-finger-sized jades than could be counted at a glance.
Each contained vast knowledge about various treasures, historical events, wonders, and more.
Yan Anle, having been warned about what to expect during the Special Physique awakening, had stripped himself down to his newborn suit. He took deep breaths and released them repeatedly until he felt he was mentally prepared. Then, he gave the system the green light. "Begin!"
Shortly after, his veins bulged, threatening to escape his skin, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.