Closing his eyes and pondering, Aotian slowly confird his thoughts and nodded to himself.
He already had the plan — now it was ti to put it into action.
'System, I currently have four ancestors without any pavilion affiliation. For the male ancestor, assign him to the Heritage Pavilion. As for the three won, assign them to the Alchemy Pavilion, Body Refinent Pavilion, and lastly… the Beast Pavilion.'
He commanded, hesitating slightly at the last one before giving the order.
Assigning ancestors always involved an elent of gambling since he could only be sure of one guaranteed skill, while the others were completely unknown.
The Beast Pavilion was the one that left him most uncertain, but he felt he might obtain useful abilities from it — perhaps sothing that could help Elder Snake grow once more.
If Snake managed to advance, the sect would gain another powerful Void-Tier combatant, equivalent to a combat ancestor in terms of strength. Although Snake already possessed such power, if he truly stepped into that realm and his bloodline evolved, he could temporarily beco the strongest being in the entire sect… well, that is, if Ancestor Mo Yexuan didn't cheat and summon his shadow flood dragon.
Aotian was torn between the Beast Pavilion, the Formation Pavilion, and the Sword Pavilion, but since he had already decided to add an ancestor to the Body Refinent Pavilion, it didn't make much sense to place another combatant so soon. And, with the sect's spiritual vein being so weak, he felt it would be a waste to add an ancestor to the Formation Pavilion for now.
Lastly, there were the other pavilions, which, for one reason or another — or simply because he believed the abilities that could be developed wouldn't be as strong, based on those of the outer elders — he discarded. Thus, he settled on those four pavilions.
Ding!
[Affiliations successful!]
As soon as the system's words echoed, a faint light enveloped the female ancestor, preventing him from seeing their figures clearly.
When the light faded, Aotian noticed through Bao Hui's vision that so physical changes had occurred in their bodies — whether in body structure, hair color, or eye color.
He first evaluated the first ancestor — a beautiful woman in her thirties, with red hair and ruby-colored eyes.
Pulling up her status, he read the na for a mont and soon focused on her abilities.
[Na: Huo ilin (aning: Beautiful Jade of the Fla)
Position: Sect Ancestor (Alchemy Pavilion)
Cultivation: 2nd Level of Void Refinent (3 Major Realms Above Host)
Body Cultivation: 2nd Level of Void Refinent (3 Major Realms Above Host)
Position Skill: Pill Tribulation
Affiliation Skill: Herb Realm
Position Bonus: Accelerated Growth (8 tis a day)]
'Huo ilin, huh… her abilities… I have no idea what they do. Pill Tribulation? Can she throw lightning at people? Err… probably not that. I'll test it later. As for this Herb Realm, let try it out.'
Aotian closed his eyes and focused on her body — and imdiately noticed many differences.
The bust was full and heavier at the front, the hips larger and rounder.
He took a light step forward and felt strange, a certain imbalance. His feet were smaller and more delicate, and the body shape completely different, which slightly affected his posture.
But the most disconcerting thing was the absence of an important part between the legs. A slight chill ran through his body as he noticed the emptiness there — and, at the sa ti, sensed that sothing entirely different was in its place. His mouth twitched at the sensations.
Involuntarily, his delicate hand began to move downward, completely forgetting the skill test. But then he froze, embarrassed — or more precisely, she did.
Lifting her head, she saw Bao Hui watching. Although it was only himself there, rely observing from another perspective, he still felt so ashad of his own actions that he controlled Bao Hui to turn away.
"Ugh… what am I doing…" Huo ilin muttered, her beautiful, soft, and emotional voice echoing as she rubbed her head in embarrassnt.
But after moving a bit uncomfortably, Aotian's curiosity won, and he returned to testing.
'Ahem! Let's start with the basics…' he murmured, raising his hand and generously squeezing the two mounds before him. One eye closed, the other squinting in embarrassnt at what he was doing.
Even though he was touching himself, his mind couldn't help but feel slightly criminal.
But when he squeezed, his eyes widened — and instead of pleasure or any expected sensation, there was only confusion.
"Huh?" A perplexed sound escaped from Ancestor Huo ilin's mouth.
Raising an eyebrow, she slipped her hand into her linen pants and explored a bit, but her expression remained the sa: puzzled.
"Huh?! I don't feel anything," she murmured, confused.
The two other ancestors soon imitated her, performing the sa movent — but no special feeling arose for Aotian. Neither pleasure nor pain, just ordinary touch, as if they were touching their own arm, leg, or head.
'System, why doesn't this body have erogenous zones?' he asked, surprised.
His male avatars did, so that confused him.
Ding!
[Host, the system detected that the host seed to have certain psychological challenges, so it deactivated the erogenous zones and the hormones responsible for sexual desire in the female avatars. If the host wishes, they can be reactivated at any ti.]
The system explained, leaving him surprised.
'System, this can be deactivated and activated at will? And with the male elders too, can I do the sa?' he quickly asked.
If it were a permanent deactivation, he would never do it. He always thought it better to have than not to have. But if it were rely a function that could be turned on and off at any ti, it would be extrely useful.
With so many ancestors and so many beautiful disciples in the sect, his thoughts sotis wandered — especially when he was with Rihai.
Many tis, he had to rush and disable the sensory sharing to avoid sothing like a mass "tent pitching" incident in the elders' pants.
If that ever happened, he sincerely feared he would have to take the avatars and flee out of sheer embarrassnt.
Fortunately, both disabling the sensory sharing and using spiritual energy to suppress it worked, though it still caused so minor discomfort in daily life.
Ding!
[Yes, if the host wishes, this can be activated or deactivated at any ti for any avatar.]
Hearing that, Aotian blinked for a mont to process it, then without hesitation, he commanded:
'System, then disable it for all avatars, now and in the future, male or female. If I ever need to activate it, I'll let you know,' he declared firmly.
Ding!
[Affirmative, host. Beginning now.]
As the system's voice faded, Aotian investigated his other minds and bodies for a mont but didn't feel any difference.
'This is good. Only benefits.' He nodded, satisfied.
With that resolved, Aotian felt lighter and decided to leave the "crooked thoughts" for later.
'Ahem… well, later I'll have to deactivate the erogenous inhibition and see what the sensations of the female body are like in its normal state. Ahem... all for the sake of science!' he reflected with a serious face.
As for the Aotian who once had several psychological barriers? He would firmly say he had never t him.
Returning to the main topic, he focused on Huo ilin's perspective.
Ancestor Huo closed her eyes and focused on the skill Realm of Herbs, trying to access it. As if a trigger had been pulled, an illusory realm appeared in her mind.
She couldn't send her body there, but she felt she had complete control over that illusory place.
Bao Hui, who was still facing away from her, turned around and stepped forward, taking so seeds from his storage ring and handing them over along with the robes previously prepared for the ancestors.
The three won took the robes and, with a simple wave of their hands, the garnts appeared on their bodies like magic, while destroying the rough clothes they had been wearing before.
After that, Huo ilin took the seeds she had received and tried to send them to the spiritual field in her mind.
'As I thought…' Aotian nodded to himself in his main body.
The seeds in the beautiful ancestor's hand had disappeared, while in the illusory realm, they had appeared at so point, automatically planted under ideal conditions and nourished by the realm. In Huo ilin's mind, complete information about the plant and its developnt erged.
He calculated that, in total, the illusory realm had around two hundred thousand miles of extension — and he felt this value would grow with her cultivation realm.
'This skill is incredibly powerful for the sect's developnt,' Aotian observed, impressed.
To finalize the test, he had the ancestor use the accelerated growth skill on one of the many seeds in the illusory space — a Transcendent Sky-Lotus of Formation-Tier.
Slowly, the seed that had sunk into the pond of the illusory space began to take root, and soon a beautiful, powerful lotus erged above the lake, radiating strong dicinal power.
As a spiritual herb, it could grow in common soil or even stone, as long as certain conditions were t. However, its perfect environnt was a body of water, just like a normal lotus.
But Aotian's focus wasn't on that — it was on how fast the herb matured.
'I controlled it to use only a trace of the skill. But instead of the 2,000 years of growth I planned, it matured directly into 4,000 years!!'
'In other words, herbs grow twice as fast in there when using the skill. In the sect, the Feng Shui I created may accelerate plant growth, but it can't multiply the skill's effect — yet this illusory realm can.'
'Unfortunately, it seems only the ancestor can access that realm, so the outer elders of the Alchemy Pavilion won't benefit from this bonus. Even so, this ancestor's ability, while not as astonishing as the others, is still excellent for and for the sect.'
Nodding in satisfaction, he shifted his focus to the other two ancestors, who were also testing their abilities.
It wasn't as if Aotian focusing on one ant the others would stop. He had minds enough to divide his attention.
The second ancestor had a more defined body and a fierce horizontal scar across her face, passing over her nose. It didn't take away from her beauty, but gave her an air of wildness and dominance.
Her black hair fell over her shoulders, and Aotian thought the yellow dress he had made for her didn't suit her aura and appearance very well.
'I'll make her a black dress, more of a fighter's style than a fairy's. That'll fit her better…' he thought, scratching his chin, and then pulled up her status.
[Na: Lei Xinyi (aning: Heart of Thunder)
Position: Sect Ancestor (Body Refinent Pavilion)
Cultivation: 2nd Level of Void Refinent (3 Major Realms Above Host)
Body Cultivation: 2nd Level of Void Refinent (3 Major Realms Above Host)
Position Skill: Blood Burn.
Affiliation Skill: Refinent Field.
Position Bonus: Cellular Regeneration (8 tis a day)]
'Blood Burn… that must be the kind of ability that boosts power at the cost of one's own blood, causing weakness and even damaging the foundation. But since it's a system skill, it probably doesn't have such side effects. Even so, I'll test it later in a Soul Challenge — that'll be safer.'
'As for this Refinent Field… I have no idea what it does. To avoid problems, I'll also test it in the Soul Challenge.'
With that decided, he turned his gaze to the last ancestor.
She had a beautiful face, silver hair, and a more slender body. Her gray eyes were sharp, carrying a sense of pride and ferocity — like a proud eagle soaring in the sky. Just like the other two, she seed to be in her thirties, exuding a mature yet vibrant aura.
[Na: Zhen Yinghua (aning: True Beauty of the Eagle)
Position: Sect Ancestor (Beast Pavilion)
Cultivation: 2nd Level of Void Refinent (3 Major Realms Above Host)
Body Cultivation: 2nd Level of Void Refinent (3 Major Realms Above Host)
Position Skill: Ancestral Awakening.
Affiliation Skill: Realm of Beasts.
Position Bonus: Observable Evolution (8 tis a day)]
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