What Would You Do If An Ugly Woman Asked You To Dual Cultivate?

Yang Hao's father had won the fight and had become the head of the Yang Family.

In West Province, there were three main cities, seven small cities, fifty or sixty towns, and hundreds of villages. The population of West Province was around ten million.

Out of these ten million, only fifty people were True Elemental, while two to three thousand were Mortal Elemental.

Although mortals were weak and did not have as high a status as Mortal Elemental or True Elemental, they were still the most important to West Province.

West Province needed mortals because it was mortals who cultivated vegetables and grains, worked in restaurants, drove carriages, made clothes, hunted ordinary beasts, made paper, cut wood, and built houses. They also mined resources, fished, made pottery, crafted furniture, maintained roads, and performed countless other essential tasks. The kingdom could function without Mortal Elemental and True Elemental for a day or even a month, but without mortals, West Province would fall apart in just two days.

Yang Zhouka, the new head of the Yang Clan, understood this, and he decided to reform the laws concerning mortals.

Currently, many mortals with connections to Mortal Elemental and True Elemental bullied and exploited other mortals. Crimes such as murder, rape, arson, blackmail, and looting were rampant. If this continued, he did not need to worry immediately, but future generations of the Yang Clan would inevitably face rebellion.

Yang Hao had read history and knew that the first king and founder of the Southern Kingdom had once been a slave. He resisted his master, gathered more slaves like himself, and led a rebellion. Slowly but surely, he overthrew the royal family of that time and became king.

During his reign, it was the most prosperous time for mortals, and many new inventions emerged. However, as generations passed, mortals were once again relegated to a near-slave status.

Although slavery was now illegal in the kingdom due to the founding king's laws, many still kept mortal men and women as slaves, and the kingdom did nothing to stop it.

Yang Zhouka's father was no different—he, too, ignored these issues. But Yang Zhouka was different. While he could not control the entire kingdom, West Province was under his rule, and he could change it.

So he immediately implemented a law stating that anyone found keeping a mortal as a slave would be fined fifty percent of their entire wealth.

Not only that, but he also established the Report House. Anyone could come there and report any injustice they had suffered, and the officials at the Report House would investigate and deliver justice.

These reforms would take years, and it could take decades before they were fully implemented and functioning. Moreover, Yang Zhouka had to ensure that the next head of the family would share his vision, or else everything would return to the way it was before.

Yang Hao also learned about it and he supported his father. Besides, he thought that it would take him more than four to six months to complete the Tendon Tempering Stage, would finish early because of his father.

Yang Zhouka, with his authority, gathered news about many rare and precious herbs. He also sent a few people to obtain them. As long as he got them, he could give them to his son, and Yang Hao would complete the Tendon Tempering Stage early.

Two months passed.

Yang Hao had completed his Tendon Tempering Stage. His heart filled with pride, and he decided to celebrate with a grand feast.

He ordered his maid to bring food to his room, and soon his maids brought all the dishes.

After the food arrived in his room, he called out to Navrita and Yu Ruyi.

Navrita was as skinny as she had been when Yang Hao first saw her, and Yu Ruyi was as fat as she had been when he first met her. Neither of them had changed much.

Five months had passed since he met them, and currently, his relationship with them was not bad, but he wouldn't say it was good either.

He didn't understand Navrita well—she never showed emotions. Her face and voice always remained cold. According to Yu Ruyi, she didn't have emotions and only acted based on rational thinking. Meanwhile, his relationship with Yu Ruyi was complicated.

He could feel that Yu Ruyi's attitude toward him was positive. If he ever had questions and asked her, she would reply softly. However, he also felt that she didn't want to get too close to him, keeping her distance.

Yang Hao could understand this. Since she had to engage in dual cultivation with him, it must have been hard for her to accept.

Although Yu Ruyi looked ugly and fat, she still might have had an ideal image of her partner, moreover, she must be a powerful person. But now, it had turned out to be him, so she must have been disappointed.

Yang Hao could only do his best to ensure both of them recovered as soon as possible. However, he also wanted to build a good relationship with them, which was why he always called them out to eat together. Even though they ate in silence, with no one speaking, it was still better than them staying inside that small space.

After eating, both of them returned to the small space. Yang Hao called the maid, and soon two maids arrived, bowed to him, and began to collect the plates.

Yang Hao looked at the maids, who wore green dresses that flowed gracefully down their bodies. He watched as the two maids reached for the plates. Without warning, their bodies erupted. Flesh tore apart with a wet, cracking roar. Blood sprayed in thick arcs, splattering the walls, floor, and ceiling, coating everything in a slick, crimson layer. Chunks of meat and bone fragments scattered—a severed arm slapped the table, fingers still twitching. One maid's skull split open, spilling her brain onto the tiles, a gelatinous mass streaked with veins. An eyeball, glistening and whole, rolled under a chair. Nearby, a lone breast lay intact, pale, and unmarked, beside a jagged shard of rib. No trace of their green dresses remained—only shredded tissue, splintered bone, and pools of dark blood spreading across the room. The air reeked of iron and raw meat. Silence followed, broken only by the drip of gore sliding off the edge of the table.