Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest

Yan Yu wanted to say something else when Li Zhaojiang sent him a message too.

[Sunshine Pearl River]: Old Yan, I heard you're making a movie?

[Win Over with Virtue]: Your sister would definitely beat you up if she heard that.

[Sunshine Pearl River]: I'm really envious, you lecher. When can they make an animation with me as the protagonist?

[Win Over with Virture]: "Sun in Pearl River," right?

[Sunshine Pearl River]: Sigh, I'd even be okay with it being a cheesy fan-service show. I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going to go tattle on you to elder sister, bye.

Having put down his phone, Yan Yu then heard Chen Lingyun saying:

"In this animation, all the characters adapted from us will appear, won't they? Ningning is the Sword Immortal, I am a Ghost Cultivator, and Sister Zhao is a Demon Cultivator, but to solve the issue of the storm plaguing the coastal people, we all join forces to conquer The Secret Realm of Li Palace and thwart the conspiracy of the overseas sects."

"You've just spoiled the whole thing!" Lin Ning exclaimed.

Although she wasn't interested in anime and hadn't planned on watching it, Chen Lingyun's words piqued her curiosity, only to find everything had been spoiled for her, and she became annoyed.

"So the male lead is adapted from Yan Yu," Zhao Yuanzhen realized, then asked, "Who's the female lead?"

Lin Ning also perked up, listening intently.

"Everyone," Chen Lingyun said with a smile, "After all, we're a team, right? We can't show favoritism."

Zhao Yuanzhen was somewhat dissatisfied, but Chen's explanation wasn't exactly wrong. Since the animation was adapted from the Zhenhai Team, Yan Yu, as the captain and core member, naturally stood apart, but it wouldn't do to create conflict and divide the team by ranking the members into tiers of main and supporting females.

Forget it, forget it, I'll have my screen time too. A Demon Cultivator, heh heh, wonder if it'll be majestic or not.

Thinking this, she couldn't help but giggle secretly to herself.

Yan Yu looked at her coy appearance and knew what this Enchantress was thinking, secretly thinking that being the protagonist of this animation might not be so beneficial after all.

Having been a loyal servant to the country in two lives, his loyalty was naturally at its peak, and it wouldn't matter whether people praised him. But the Enchantress, who was passionate about fame and fortune, would benefit the most if she were made the female protagonist in something like "Little Enchantress from the Demonic Sect" to win over people's hearts.

But she's not worthy! Wahahahaha!

The interviews with the characters went smoothly afterward. Xie Ruoxi knew the stakes; she answered honestly to anything she'd rehearsed and kept silent otherwise, letting Su Yunjin take the lead.

With her high emotional intelligence and unlike Chen Lingyun, who enjoyed teasing others with her malicious sense of humor, Su Yunjin responded freely to the host Lu Zhiyu's questions, creating a very harmonious atmosphere on the scene. For a moment, even Lu Zhiyu felt sentimental: Zhenhai Team actually has normal people!

The fans were engrossed and gained a deeper understanding of the Zhenhai Team. Yan Yu, however, found it boring and wanted to lie down on Lin Ning's lap again. But she swiftly caught him and shoved him aside, glaring at him and whispered sharply:

"Enough already! I let you lie on my lap once, but you want to do it again and again. My legs aren't your pillow!"

"Hehe," Yan Yu replied as he stood up, whispering back, "Just don't regret it."

He walked alone toward the underground training area, but Lin Ning became somewhat nervous after hearing his words.

What did he mean?

Could it be that if I don't let him lay on my legs, he won't treat me well anymore... that during training he'll show others favoritism and not me, or forget about me when sharing good things, and not even bother to keep the balance, intentionally playing tricks on me?

Feeling a mix of fear and resentment at the thought, Lin Ning considered chasing after the captain to apologize. But then she thought, what have I done wrong?

If he were my boyfriend, I might let him lie down, but what's our relationship now! It's not right to bully me like this.

With that thought, she felt wronged and stubbornly sat back down on the couch, continuing to watch Su Yunjin's performance on the program.

When Yan Yu reached the basement, he planned to play with a Puppet when White Impermanence appeared, passing through the wall and descending from the ceiling, and spoke to Yan Yu:

"The master has instructed me to tell you that the animation is all about singing your praises, and there's nothing negative about you, so you needn't worry."

"No matter," Yan Yu replied, waving his hand, "I'm not Xie Ruoxi. They can play around with their secondary creations as they like; it doesn't bother me."

In a past life, Chen Lingyun and Liu Longtao were mocked online as dimwit and dunce. Did you see them react? They just laughed it off. After all, there was a huge status gap between them, like some crank discrediting an academician – if even acknowledged by the academician, it's like the crank won – do they even deserve it?

If a tiger bares its fangs at ants, it only diminishes the tiger's dignity. Empress Yuanzhen, who killed detractors through the internet, caused all the naysayers to fall silent, but everyone knew this girl was petty and capricious. That's why Yan Yu, even now, still subconsciously thought of her as unruly and needing to refine her character further — a consequence of her hasty anger in those days.

Now it was Yan Yu's turn. As the de facto number one Cultivator in Lu Country, he didn't care how people chose to adapt and comment on his life and deeds.

After all, the blood he spilled for Lu Country, the endless chaos he fought against, were undeniable, crystal-clear facts!

I have a clear conscience!

Having lived two lives, Yan Yu's mind was incredibly resilient. With a single thought, the world seemed vast, his mental state became clear and untroubled, without a hint of concern.