Collecting Rent From All Realms, Even Empresses Must Pay Tribute
Ch. 137 - Eighteen Years Old

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Meanwhile, Ye Chuan exited the adventure.

He was back in his familiar bed, the evening breeze blowing through the open window, peaceful and serene.

Ye Chuan loved this feeling.

No worries, no troubles, this space was his, free from any disturbances.

What was the definition of happiness?

Ye Chuan believed it was a feeling.

Being held tightly by Luo Xi during his most difficult times, her soft, warm body against his, that was happiness.

He exhaled slowly, stretched, and then shivered.

The jade pendant on his chest suddenly glowed, and Lilith's petite figure appeared, sitting cross-legged in mid-air as usual, a puzzled look in her eyes. 

"Where… were you just now?"

Ye Chuan froze, surprised that Lilith had noticed.

He had returned from the adventure; time shouldn't have changed.

He hadn't expected her to be aware of it.

Truly worthy of an Archmage, an S-rank sunflower.

"You can sense that?" Ye Chuan was curious about Lilith's abilities. He smiled. "Take a guess."

"I'm not sure, but I sensed the power of time laws from you," Lilith said, twirling a strand of hair and looking Ye Chuan up and down. (TL: 法则 (fǎzé, laws/rules))

After a few seconds, she didn't dwell on it and returned to the jade pendant, leaving a single sentence echoing in his mind,

"Gather more soul energy for me, and I'll give you something good."

Something good?

If Lilith said it was good, it must be a treasure.

But where could he get more spirit essence?

The Wang family, of course.

It was a pity that the one-time adventure was gone; a world like Monster Dormitory would have been perfect for farming spirit essence.

Ye Chuan checked the Point Shop, but there was nothing new.

He'd wait for the refresh.

It was time to sleep. After all, the trip to the Qingyun Sect had been mentally exhausting, even though his body wasn't tired.

A peaceful, uneventful night.

…

The next day,

During breakfast, Ye Chuan learned that Bai Qianshuang needed an ID card. 

It seemed she couldn't livestream without one because of real-name registration requirements.

"Yes, yes, that's right," Lan Xiaoke chimed in, nodding vigorously. "Qianshuang needs an ID, Ye Chuan, can you help?"

"Getting an ID isn't difficult," Ye Chuan said after a moment's thought.

He could just ask Wang Yanran, or even Qiao Xin. 

For powerful families like theirs, getting an ordinary ID card for Bai Qianshuang wouldn't be a problem.

"What about you, Xiaoke?" Ye Chuan asked Lan Xiaoke. She also needed an ID for her games; she was currently using his.

Lan Xiaoke pointed at herself. "Can dead people get IDs?"

"Even immortals can, why can't a little ghost like you?" Ye Chuan said. And if Lan Xiaoke could reach Foundation Establishment, she could probably solidify her form.

Her cultivation speed wasn't slow, she was just lazy.

Well, what else could you expect from a silly ghost who choked to death on instant noodles?

"Getting an ID… isn't difficult?" Bai Qianshuang was surprised. She had thought it would be a complicated process.

She had even resigned herself to being an outsider in this world.

She hadn't expected Ye Chuan to solve it so easily.

"Whether it's easy or not depends on who you ask for help," Ye Chuan said, coughing lightly. 

If it were his past self, he wouldn't have had a chance.

But now, he was a cultivator; getting an ID card was a trivial matter.

Ye Chuan entered Bai Qianshuang and Lan Xiaoke's information into Wang Yanran's chat window.

"Bai Qianshuang… eighteen years old…"

"Lan Xiaoke… forty-something?"

"Eighteen! I'm only eighteen!" Lan Xiaoke protested, hearing Ye Chuan's words, rolling around in mid-air. "Waaah, I was eighteen when I died, and I still look eighteen!"

"Eighteen, eighteen, eighteen."

"Forever eighteen~"

Lan Xiaoke was truly fixated on her age.

"Alright, alright, eighteen it is. We'll use your age when you died," Ye Chuan changed her age to eighteen.

After all, she died at eighteen, so she was eternally eighteen, right?

After filling out their information, Ye Chuan sent it to Wang Yanran.

Wang Yanran: Received.

Wang Yanran: Are you free for lunch?

Ye Chuan: Sure.

Since Wang Yanran had helped him, it was only polite to have a meal with her. And he suspected she wanted to talk about the Rejuvenation Pill.

He could also deliver the Deer Blood Pills.