My Celestial Ascension

Yuan grabbed the spatial rings lying on top of the large wooden box and handed them to his wives and Fang Xiaoyan.

“Check what’s inside. Meanwhile, I’ll open this treasure box and see what’s in it,” Yuan said, lifting the wooden treasure box, which was surprisingly heavy despite its flat appearance.

“Oh, this is pretty heavy!”

Yuan opened the box, revealing a long golden scroll that emitted a faint golden glow and radiated a powerful, unique aura.

Alongside the scroll was a beautiful sword, clearly suited for female cultivators. The moment everyone laid eyes on the sword, it immediately drew their attention.

“This sword… it’s so beautiful…!” Anna murmured, dazed by its appearance as she quickly moved closer to Yuan.

“Incredible! I’ve never seen a sword this beautiful before… and the blade is blue!” Lily whispered, her fingers gently grazing the handle.

Mireya smiled and nodded. “It’s truly stunning. I’ve seen a lot of elven craftsmanship in my long life, but nothing as exquisite as this.”

“This sword isn’t just beautiful—it’s incredibly sharp, too. I bet it could slice through peak Spirit Grandmaster realm monsters like butter,” Julie added, her face lighting up with excitement as she imagined wielding the sword in battle.

Everyone became so fascinated by the sword that they completely forgot about the spatial rings, leaving them unchecked.

Each one took a turn holding the sword, even Ava, who usually wielded daggers, and Rose, a spear user, found the sword mesmerizing. Neither could resist trying it for themselves.

“Despite its slender look, this sword is surprisingly heavy!” Rose exclaimed, astonished by the weight that seemed unnatural for its thin appearance.

“Let me give it a try,” Ava said eagerly.

“Here, catch!” Rose handed the sword to her younger sister, smiling.

“Whoa! This thing’s heavier than I expected!” Ava gasped. While she could swing it with ease due to her strength, it still felt too heavy for her to use comfortably.

“This sword is an Ancient-grade treasure, so of course, it’s heavy!” Fang Xiaoyan chuckled at their surprised expressions.

“Even for me, this is the first time I’ve seen a treasure beyond Divine grade. There are no treasures above Divine grade in the Secret Realm. Our family holds the only Divine-grade treasure here.” Fang Xiaoyan explained.

“No one else in the Secret Realm possesses a Divine-grade treasure. The Ping Family only has a few Heaven-grade treasures,” she added, her tone shifting to frustration as she recalled her hatred for the Ping Family, particularly Chen Ping.

“What about the demons? Do they have any treasures?” Emma asked, curious about the demons that once terrorized the world.

“Well, I don’t know for sure. The only demons I’ve seen were low-ranking ones that didn’t use weapons,” Fang Xiaoyan replied after a moment.

Yuan then picked up the golden scroll from the box and unrolled it, immediately taken aback by its contents:

[Divine Body And Soul Merging Sutra]

[Rank: Ancient]

[Description: A powerful technique that allows several people to merge into one body and soul. Only those who have mastered the technique can merge, and all must be of the same gender, or the technique will not work.]

“T-This… What kind of technique is this? It lets people merge into one being, similar to how my two moms can merge and separate at will,” Yuan said, visibly shocked. The fact that this was an Ancient-rank technique, a grade higher than Divine, left him speechless.

“What’s wrong, dear? Why that shocked expression?” Anna asked with concern, noticing her son’s reaction.

“I was just surprised. This technique is Ancient-rank, and it works similarly to your special physique,” Yuan replied quickly, not wanting to worry her.

“Similar to our physique? What kind of technique is that, darling? And what’s its specialty?” Grace asked, raising her eyebrows in confusion.

“Well, this technique allows more than two people to merge into one person, like your physique, but it’s not limited to just two. The key point, though, is that only people of the same gender can merge together,” Yuan explained.

“To be precise, once you all learn this technique, you can merge into a single individual until you choose to separate. During that time, you’ll be able to read each other’s thoughts and experience everything together.”

“What?! Is that even possible?!” Fang Xiaoyan looked at the scroll in Yuan’s hand, her eyes wide with disbelief.

“If this technique can really do that… then it’s incredible!” Julie exclaimed, her excitement evident on her face.

“With this technique, we could even experience making love with Yuan as one person. Wouldn’t that be amazing? Just think about it,” Sylvia said boldly, already imagining the scenario.

“Well, now that you mention it… that’s actually an incredible use for the technique!” Lily grinned widely, her cheeks flushing as she entertained the thought.

After a moment of consideration, Valeria also smirked. “Just think, sisters… we’d all experience the pleasure of being with Yuan as one. That would be something else, wouldn’t it?”

“See! Valeria gets it!” Sylvia teased with a playful smirk, nudging Mireya’s shoulder.

“Sylvia, you’ve turned into such a pervert since hanging around Lily and Julie. You’ve become completely shameless!” Mireya mumbled, her face flushed with embarrassment.

“Fufu~ Don’t be shy, Sister Mireya. I know you’re thinking the same thing,” Sylvia giggled.

“Get away from me! I’m not as perverted or shameless as you,” Mireya pushed her aside, her face turning even redder.

Meanwhile, Yuan’s gaze shifted back to the sword that had been lying beside the scroll. Instantly, information about the sword appeared before him:

[Blue Rose Divine Sword]

[Grade: Ancient]

[Quality: Peak]

[Description: A sword crafted by the God of Creation for his wife before he ascended to Godhood. Currently restricted.]

[Requirement: Peak Spirit Grandmaster]

“What an incredible sword… And it was made by the God of Creation for his wife… What exactly *is* a God of Creation?” Yuan pondered aloud, surprised by the sword’s description.

‘With my wives’ current cultivation, none of them would be able to wield this sword to its full potential—except for Fang Xiaoyan,’ Yuan thought to himself.

‘But what is a God of Creation? How powerful is that position?’ He mused, then turned to Fang Xiaoyan and Xi Meili to ask.

“Xi Meili, do you know anything about the God of Creation? And how could someone become one?” Yuan asked curiously.

“God of Creation, huh? A God of Creation is a blacksmith capable of forging Celestial-grade treasures or higher without fail. It would take even the most talented blacksmith millions of years to achieve such a level,” Xi Meili explained.

“But, why are you asking about the God of Creation? Are they connected to you in some way?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.

“Well, it’s because this sword is one of his creations. He made it for his wife—it’s called the *Blue Rose Divine Sword*,” Yuan said with a small smile, showing her the sword.

“What?! This sword was made by the God of Creation?! Unbelievable!” Xi Meili gasped as she took the sword from Yuan’s hand to examine it.

“This is incredible… There’s not a single impurity in the sword, and its power far exceeds its grade. Simply amazing!” she praised the sword.

“Let me have a look, too. I’ve never seen a sword of such high purity,” Fang Xiaoyan said to Xi Meili.

Xi Meili glanced at her coldly, snorting before handing the sword over. “Take it.”

‘So cute! Xi Meili’s cold attitude is adorable!’ Yuan chuckled inwardly, amused by her demeanor.

A few moments later, Fang Xiaoyan returned the sword, and Yuan stored it inside his system storage since his wives couldn’t use it with their current cultivation level.

Afterward, Yuan asked them to check the spatial rings they had found. His wives immediately examined the rings and discovered that each contained 50,000 high-quality Spirit Stones.

“Incredible! So many Spirit Stones!” Fang Xiaoyan exclaimed, astonished at the treasure inside the rings.

A few minutes later, Yuan approached the altar at the center of the chamber, eyeing the large gap in the middle, which was the same size as his sword—Empyreal Oblivion.

“Am I supposed to place my sword here?” Yuan mumbled, staring at the gap in the altar.

“I believe that’s a slot for your sword. It’s likely some kind of mechanism that will activate once you place your sword inside,” Fang Xiaoyan said to Yuan after studying the gap for a moment.

“You think so?” Yuan was still hesitant, unsure of what would happen if he placed his sword in the slot.

“Just do it, Yuan. I’m here with you, and I can handle monsters even at the Spirit Lord realm, so there’s no need to worry.”

“If you say so…” Yuan sighed, still reluctant, but he slowly placed his sword into the gap in the altar.

As soon as the sword settled in the slot, it trembled briefly before the entire chamber began to shake. The altar emitted a golden light that caused the sword to glow as well, the two seemingly resonating with each other.

“Now, drop a few drops of your blood onto the altar. The Secret Realm is recognizing you as its new owner,” Fang Xiaoyan said, her expression serious.

“A-Alright…” Yuan was startled by her words, but he quickly composed himself. He used his dagger to make a small cut on his fingertip, allowing a few drops of blood to fall onto the altar.

The moment his blood touched the altar, it was immediately absorbed, and the entire Secret Realm began to tremble violently, causing widespread panic among those inside.