Even the divine beast, the Jade Qilin, was contemplating the matter of offspring, which naturally led others to the same thought.

Ye Wen, however, was wholly focused on enhancing his own strength, so this notion was far less pressing for him. Given his current cultivation, he was virtually immortal barring unforeseen disasters.

Should he advance further and achieve the Golden Immortal realm, he would truly possess near-eternal indestructibility—infinite lifespan, coupled with the fact that Golden Immortals were not yet commonplace in this world. Such powerful beings would rarely seek conflict with another of their kind. Thus, the Golden Immortal realm was practically the symbol of invincibility. Without artificial threats and the worry of mortality, it amounted to true immortality.

A major reason for leaving descendants is the continuation of the race, but this concern seemed irrelevant to Ye Wen! As long as he lived, the race, in a sense, continued, so there was no need to rush this matter.

Furthermore, after specifically inquiring with Cui Jun and learning that higher cultivation made procreation increasingly difficult, the thought gradually faded from his mind. He came to feel that having a son or daughter would be nice, but being without them was also fine; he would let nature take its course.

Yet, his disciples nearby felt differently. Since Ye Wen’s disciples were mostly cultivated from ordinary mortals, and lacked the rigorous training in Daoist scriptures, self-cultivation, and tempering of the Dao heart typical of established immortal sects, their habits and understanding retained their original biases. In their eyes, having children remained a significant matter.

Chris and Zhang Ling had both begun pondering this issue, especially with a little one right there.

The sudden silence caused the Jade Qilin to blink its eyes in confusion, not understanding why the conversation had stopped so abruptly after flowing so smoothly. After pondering for a moment without comprehension, it decided to simply ignore it, lowered its head, closed its eyes, and went back to sleep.

Seeing its demeanor, no one spoke to it further. This Jade Qilin was proud and temperamental; disturbing its rest might only provoke it. So, they let it be. Ye Wen turned, saw Yuwentuo struggling to hide his sheer delight, and finally posed a question that clearly troubled the new father, who was too overjoyed to think straight: "What name are you planning to give your daughter?"

"Uh..." Yuwentuo blinked, scratched his head, rubbed his face, and after much strain that turned his face bright red, he still couldn't conjure a name.

Then, his eyes darted sideways and landed precisely on Zhang Ling, giving him a sudden inspiration. He declared, "Since this disciple has also joined the Shushan Sect, we must adhere to our sect's rules..."

Hearing this, Zhang Ling suddenly frowned, as if realizing something, while Chris’s lips curled into a barely suppressed smile. Only Ye Wen looked utterly perplexed: "What rule does our Shushan Sect have? I don't recall us having any rules about generational naming conventions!"

If not for that, then naming her shouldn't require much thought. But before he could speak, Yuwentuo interjected directly: "According to the customs of this sect, this disciple feels the name Artoria would be very suitable for this child!"

Zhang Ling covered her face, a clear expression of 'just as I expected.'

Chris, however, was utterly bewildered, not understanding what this name implied.

Sometime later, a small cat that had materialized and was squatting on the back of the sofa suddenly slipped, sliding with a sizzling sound down the backrest, and tumbled right into the gap between the armrest and the back cushion, struggling for a long time before finally squeezing out.

Ye Wen’s mouth twitched ceaselessly. He wanted to speak but found himself utterly speechless, only able to think inwardly: So, this is what the so-called sect custom refers to?

Yuwentuo had initially said it casually, but upon careful consideration, he decided the name was indeed excellent. He then lowered his head to tease his daughter again: "From now on, you'll be called Artoria, little one. Do you like it?"

After all, his wife, the child’s mother, was a blonde, blue-eyed Caucasian beauty, so such a name wasn't inappropriate, even if his daughter inherited his black hair: "When you grow up, Dad will get you blonde hair, and I'll equip you with the full set of gear..."

"And then you'll be summoned to fight as a mercenary, needing to use... that method to replenish your magic?" Zhang Ling interrupted Yuwentuo's wandering thoughts without restraint. "Are you also going to place a Blackening Curse on her head and stick an ahoge [a stray lock of hair] on top as a seal?"

Actually, nothing else was the issue; Yuwentuo might genuinely have had those plans swirling in his head. But the comment about replenishing magic using a 'special method' made him slightly collapse.

"Damn it! My daughter won't be cultivating that kind of magic! What’s there to be scared of?" After speaking, as if making a solemn vow, he bent down and mumbled to his daughter: "When you're older, Dad will teach you the Minor Formless Art... This technique is wonderful; it can simulate any power, and it maintains eternal youth... Since you’re a girl, that effect is very important for you!"

It seemed unstoppable; Ye Wen could no longer prevent Yuwentuo from naming his daughter Artoria. Ye Wen didn't particularly care; after all, the Shushan Sect already had legitimate 'Western disciples,' so adding one more mixed-race child made no difference.

Moreover... Ye Wen had also discovered that having numerous knock-offs in his sect wasn't entirely without benefit. At least they were memorable and unlikely to be forgotten after a short time.

In summary, Yuwentuo’s daughter’s name was thus settled. Valkyrie was also quite pleased with the name. She had genuinely worried Yuwentuo would pick a more Eastern-style name, which she might find unsettling. Artoria, however, fit her linguistic habits better, and she took this as a sign of Yuwentuo’s care for her—though she still referred to Yuwentuo as Thor.

At that moment, Ye Wen suddenly recalled the longsword and the long-box-like object Raphael had used previously: "Alas! Is this fate? Is this forcing me to seize those two items?"

The Sword That Breaks Steel, originally named Excalibur (a transliteration), referred to in a certain work as the Sword of Victory and Covenant, was precisely Artoria’s blade. And the container meant to hold this longsword was another treasure used as its scabbard: Avalon!

No matter how he looked at it, the item Raphael used that day was extremely consistent with the supposed Avalon. Upon seeing the original object, Ye Wen lost all desire to rush back to the mountain to create a knock-off; he could only focus his entire mind on seizing that item.

Since a battle between Lucifer and the Heavenly Gods was inevitable, and he would certainly have to intervene, snatching one or two treasures shouldn't cause any major objections, right?

What if someone disagreed? Once the items were in his hands, taking them back would be impossible. At worst, he could exchange them for a couple of items produced by Shushan! By then, Shushan should be capable of fabricating quite a few things, like the Cloth Armor, which the Shushan Sect could now manufacture in large quantities.

Of course, among the Simplified, Normal, and Perfect editions, they could give away at most one set of the Normal version. The Perfect version couldn't be handed out casually. As for the Normal version? Take your pick!

The naming controversy caused the group to fuss for a while longer, but they soon returned to their respective tasks. Ye Wen did not return to the bedroom assigned to him but went back to the veranda, stepping onto the snow that had piled up another layer, staring blankly at the snowflakes drifting in the sky.

Ye Wen stood there all night.

The next day, Ye Wen returned to the cave. Yekaterina was still asleep, but after a night's rest, she should have recovered some strength. Meanwhile, Zhang Ling and Valkyrie helped change her severely damaged undergarments and used towels dipped in warm water to wipe away the bloodstains.

When Ye Wen saw Yekaterina again, her original appearance had been restored, though she still couldn't move while lying there. Fortunately, she was asleep; otherwise, the sight would have been even more distressing.

After checking her condition, he took out several pills in preparation, which Zhang Ling should understand how to administer when she checked periodically. Having arranged all this, Ye Wen briefly informed Chris, who was sitting in the main hall, "I'm going out for a while; I'll be back soon!"

Chris nodded; what he was doing was not for a disciple to question.

Ye Wen didn't bid farewell to anyone else; he left the cave directly, ascended his sword light, and flew straight towards the Sanctuary. He didn't need to specifically find Athena's reincarnation within the Sanctuary; he only needed to release his aura near the Sanctuary, and Athena would naturally be alerted to his arrival via that statue.

Whatever needed to be done, Athena herself would figure it out!

However, what Ye Wen didn't expect was that Athena herself would come, riding the chariot pulled by Pegasus.

"Am I surprising you by appearing before you personally?"

Athena was still the same, head held high, posture haughty. She didn't even dismount from the carriage symbolizing her status and authority when speaking to Ye Wen, instead standing atop the vehicle to look down on him—this was a woman who placed immense value on power and status. No wonder she remained a maiden goddess; with that personality, few men could handle it.

"A little surprised. I assumed your main body was in slumber!"

Although he had long suspected it, he hadn't expected Athena to truly not be asleep, maintaining consciousness while letting the wisp of divine sense she projected control her reincarnation body to wage the Holy War. "Will this not have any repercussions?"

The sensation was akin to making a conscious person dream—it was easy to lose track of who one truly was. Minor disorientation, or severe mental fragmentation. Even if Athena was a goddess with immensely powerful mental fortitude, doing such a thing was extremely perilous, because it wasn't like sleeping and experiencing another life, only to wake up knowing who you are. Both activities proceeding simultaneously would cause conscious confusion!

Athena revealed a rare trace of fatigue: "It does cause me some disorientation. But compared to that, what saddens me most is how resolutely you departed!" Athena lifted her leg and stepped down from the chariot. Each step was taken very deliberately, as if descending a staircase from mid-air.

But due to the angle, her posture seemed deliberately intended to display her pair of fair, long legs. Furthermore, the long gown Athena wore today, while not short, had a very high slit on one side. As she moved her leg, the hemline that should have concealed this beautiful sight instead served as a contrasting backdrop for her legs. When the other leg stepped forward, the hemline would cover them again—this motion only enhanced the allure.

Moreover, Athena had specifically chosen to wear a pair of silver high-heeled shoes today, a style she had requested from Ye Wen among many others. It was clear she was thoroughly prepared today, and...

"Fully geared up!" Ye Wen smiled. He had anticipated that upon his return, Athena would try every means to win him over again, but he hadn't expected her to be this straightforward, placing herself as a bargaining chip before him once more. He even suspected that if he said the word, this woman would immediately execute him—Athena executing Ye Wen, that is.

"Unfortunately, the effect isn't satisfying me!" Now standing on solid ground, Athena could see her maneuver hadn't achieved the desired effect. "Or perhaps, this alone isn't enough to satisfy you?"

Ye Wen shook his head with a wry smile. He dared not follow that conversational thread; it was a topic where he could easily sell himself out. So, he quickly cut it short, deciding it was better to discuss serious matters: "You should know why I've come today!"

Seeing Ye Wen ignore her bait, Athena didn't get angry. Instead, she followed his lead and replied, "You want to ask about Artemis?"

Ye Wen strongly wished to emphasize it was about Yekaterina, but stressing it seemed pointless. He simply nodded: "What exactly have you done?"

"Haven't you already guessed? And you even... stole some things from me!" Athena smiled faintly, wearing an expression that suggested 'I know everything.' That look made Ye Wen slightly awkward, but fortunately, Athena knew when to stop, preventing his embarrassment from lingering too long. "In truth, your guess is mostly correct, I just went a bit further!"

As she spoke, Athena raised the arm that was completely healed. With a flip of her hand, a small sphere emitting a gentle moonlight appeared in her palm: "Also, the one you stole... was only a small part of it!"

Ye Wen hadn't anticipated the woman being this cautious, storing pieces in batches! He had indeed guessed that Athena scattered and stored Artemis's divine consciousness separately, but he hadn't expected it to be so thoroughly dispersed.

"Besides Yekaterina, there are these two parts held by you and me. Is there more?" Based on Athena's characteristic thoroughness, there were likely far more fragments. Artemis's main body probably underwent further manipulation, otherwise, how could Apollo never find her?

Athena gave Ye Wen an expression that said, 'You know me so well,' nearly making Ye Wen explode, before she finally answered the question: "Yekaterina is the reincarnation of the Goddess of the Hunt aspect, while what you and I hold is a portion of Artemis's main divine consciousness..."

"A portion?" Ye Wen focused on that word. It seemed the situation wasn't that simple.

"Yes, a portion, because it's impossible to transfer all of it out; otherwise, it would be equivalent to outright killing her. I am not that cruel!"

"It’s because Artemis is still useful, right?" Ye Wen muttered internally, waiting for her to continue.

"Besides that, the aspect of the Moon Goddess has also been reincarnated. All these pieces must be gathered and brought before Artemis’s main body for her to awaken!" Flicking her finger slightly on the orb of light she held, the moon-white sphere, which had been suspended steadily in her palm, drifted directly toward Ye Wen.

Ye Wen made no fuss. With a sweep of his large sleeve, there was no visible anomaly; the light sphere vanished into thin air—in reality, it was collected into the Ring of Persephone; he hadn't mastered Sleeve Universe techniques.

"This divine consciousness is extremely fragile; any impact could cause damage! But compared to that, the two reincarnations that inherited the majority of Artemis's divine consciousness are the real critical points!"

"What do you mean?" Yuwentuo had specifically relayed Athena's message that if Yekaterina died, Artemis might also be unable to awaken.

"It means exactly what it says. If you want Artemis to awaken completely, then bring Yekaterina and the other reincarnation to her body intact!"

"Intact? Don't you know Yekaterina has been paralyzed by Apollo?" Ye Wen felt anger rise at the thought; this time, he genuinely intended to kill Apollo, a goal that seemed to be what Athena desired.

"I mean... the divine consciousness and divine power! Physical injuries don't matter much!"

Seeing Ye Wen's darkening expression, Athena relented, "You don't need to worry too much. Once Artemis awakens, everything Yekaterina the girl has experienced will be completely transferred to Artemis. You don't have to worry about losing her... I truly didn't expect you to care so much for that girl. Had I known, I should have swapped places with her!"

After his inquiries, Ye Wen had basically grasped the situation. In short, letting Yekaterina remain paralyzed wasn't a sustainable solution. Perhaps he should expedite her recovery of the Moon Goddess identity; that would settle one matter. At least Yekaterina wouldn't have to suffer the torment of paralysis any longer.

"Where have you placed the reincarnation of the Moon Goddess and Artemis's main body?"

This matter, in Ye Wen’s view, didn't sound overly complicated... but the key was: if it weren't complicated, would it be something Athena would do?

"That... I tossed into another world! If you want Artemis to awaken, I fear you'll have to make a personal trip!"

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