Chapter 741: Status
Of course, while the True Immortal’s outburst of anger felt satisfying, the butler behind him was reduced to tears.
This was the core of the entire flagship, yet the Steel-Brow True Immortal casually stomped out a five-meter-deep footprint.
After the boss left, the butler immediately had to bring people to start repair work, filling that five-meter-deep crater back up. Otherwise, if the flagship's operation were affected, the boss would be displeased again.
He was the one who destroyed it, and he was also the one who'd be displeased by the crater—truly difficult to serve!
Yet, the butler couldn't show a hint of dissatisfaction on his face... much less speak ill of him in private.
With a True Immortal's perception, even being discussed thousands of kilometers away could be subtly perceived. Careful speech and conduct, and caution when discussing state affairs, had long become an ingrained instinct for people of the Federation.
Using euphemisms and coded language were basic skills.
Discussing state affairs would invariably involve important figures, and many of these important figures possessed incredibly perverse perceptive abilities, so even casual chatter in private might very well be discovered.
Those with broad minds were fine, but encounter some narrow-minded ones, and they'd be directly 'cut down' online.
"Young Master Ye, aren't you afraid?" Inside the Geocentric Grand Prison, the elder of the two maidens looked with a hint of pitiful charm at the noble young man beside her, who showed no panic, his gaze fixed intently on the sky.
"It’s nothing," the young man said lightly, "we’ll be able to leave safely very soon."
Frankly speaking, Ye Lin didn't find these two girls particularly beautiful; among the many beauties he had seen and experienced, they would at best rank as below average. But with no better girls around at the moment, he could only reluctantly engage them in conversation.
As the eldest young master of the super hidden Steel-Brow Ye Family, Ye Lin had infiltrated the Mundane Empire organization purely to enjoy the thrill of traveling incognito, like a dragon in commoner's clothes on a secret inspection tour.
Concealing his identity, and then revealing it at the opportune moment to shock those around him—this was something he had enjoyed doing since childhood.
Aside from the overt seventh-stage council members, the Federation preferred to keep a low profile, focusing solely on managing their own families. Several families had seventh-stage cultivators, and the Steel-Brow Ye Family was one of them.
The reason they were called the Steel-Brow Ye Family was, naturally, due to their patriarch Ye De Xian’s uniquely distinctive eyebrows, which curved upwards at a forty-five-degree angle.
Following their superior's preference, others in the family also adopted the trend of grooming their eyebrows, many shaping theirs to resemble the patriarch's, hoping to gain attention.
However, Ye Lin didn't need to do this, as he was the eldest young master, theoretically the first in line to inherit the Ye Family.
But in the era of the transcendent, establishing an heir was not actually popular. The leaders of organizations were often also the ones with the highest cultivation and the longest lifespans. So-called heirs might very well not outlive their predecessors.
Under such circumstances, establishing an heir easily became a joke.
Before an Immortal with a myriad-year lifespan, a Crown Prince of six hundred years was never just a dream.
...
Ye Lin's gentle reply seemed to instantly capture the hearts of the two maidens. Hand in hand, they slowly and affectionately approached him...
"Though their looks are mediocre, this pair of sisters seems to have a certain charm..." He lightly ran his tongue over his lips, wondering whether he should take both sisters for himself as well.
As a family bound by bloodline, members of the Ye Family, regardless of gender, mostly had multiple partners, for the convenience of increasing their numbers. True, unwavering loyalty was rare.
He was no exception. Ye Lin alone had over fifty members in his 'harem group,' most of them beauties he had met during various "incognito adventures."
Once he revealed his identity, few could resist the temptation of entering a prestigious family. After all, even a mere pittance that slipped through his fingers would be enough for a lifetime of wealth and glory.
It was also under the impetus of several great aristocratic families that the Federation officially abolished monogamy more than ten years ago, ushering in an era of truly free marriage.
Whether it was polygyny or polyandry, both became legal under the Federation's legal system.
However, this didn't have much practical significance, as such matters had always been almost openly occurring in the Federation; it was merely a matter of a thin veil, or rather, a formal 'status.'
...
"Sister, why do you think there are so many idiots who think with their lower half?" The younger sister, having perceived his thoughts through his gaze, suppressed her disgust and secretly transmitted her voice.
"I don’t know either, but they are indeed the most useful tools..." Yun Ru replied.
Yun Mei truly admired her sister's level of 'schizophrenia'—to be able to simultaneously put on the face of a little girl falling in love while also secretly mocking the other party.
She truly couldn't do it, so most of the time she could only maintain an emotionless, stoic persona.
If Ye Lin knew that the delicate sisters he intended to 'take in' were actually twice his age, and by seniority could perfectly well be his mother, one wonders what his mood would be.
However, in the era of the transcendent, age was truly not an issue. Not to mention high-level cultivators, even ordinary people had a myriad of methods to 'freeze' their appearance, maintaining their youthful looks.
Nevertheless, the terms 'young' and 'beautiful' were already relics of the past among the transcendent community.
The higher one's cultivation, the stronger their ability to adjust their appearance, and the more exquisite and flawless the faces they could create.
A woman being thirty years older was nothing; if she were three thousand years older, then she might truly be ranked among the immortals.
One who could enjoy a lifespan of three thousand years would at least be a sixth-stage existence; even acting as a male concubine could instantly elevate someone to heaven.
However, after cultivating to a high stage, it became difficult to appreciate ordinary people, as their heightened perception would magnify every minute flaw in the human body to an unbearable degree.
For example, what might appear as slightly enlarged pores to an ordinary person would, to a high-level cultivator, look like a pitted, pockmarked face.
Especially for the few existences at the pinnacle of the sixth stage, beginning to touch the threshold of the immortal level, they could already consciously and actively transform their outward appearance. Changing a face was actually no different from changing a set of clothes for an ordinary person.
It's just that it might be relatively more troublesome, requiring a few hours to meticulously refine the details.
However, out of habit, most people would only make minor adjustments rather than completely remaking a face.
...
"I hope Qi Yun is alright." After dismissing the daydreaming Ye Lin, Yun Mei pressed her hands together in a prayer-like gesture.
"He’s so clever, he can definitely protect himself."
In their mental wave communication, the two sisters discussed the man who had reported their group and had them imprisoned—Qi Yun. Their words were devoid of the indignation and curses that others might have expressed.
"That’s true, he’s a formidable transmigrator after all."
"It’s a pity, Heaven only gave him a clever mind, but no talent for cultivation. His root bone quality is shockingly poor; even with endless resources, he would probably barely reach second-tier by the time he dies of old age."
"If not for that, he wouldn’t have joined the Mundane Empire..." Yun Ru sighed softly, seemingly thinking of her and her sister’s own past.
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