The night at Fengyi Palace was lively.
Lively to the point that it no longer resembled a harem at all.
"Hey, hey—watch the pot! It's about to burn!"
"Who ordered extra–extra spicy?! I can't feel my tongue anymore!"
"Ahh—no! I knitted the wrong row again!"
Concubines sat in a tight circle around the bubbling hot pot. Some were eating, some knitting, and two noble ladies were arguing fiercely over scene blocking for their "television drama rehearsal."
"This shot has to come from the left—my face looks smaller that way!"
"But this angle makes me look more dominant!"
Junior maids hugged script books, scribbling notes while trying not to laugh.
Who would've believed—
That just months ago, this place had been a battlefield of intrigue and silent slaughter?
Su Wan stood beneath the corridor, watching the scene with clear satisfaction.
"Social restructuring," she nodded to herself."Early-stage success."
Xiao Xuanyin: "..."
He had completely given up trying to understand her logic.
Then—
Su Wan's phone vibrated lightly.
Not a notification.
A permission alert.
[Similar Architecture Access Detected][Source: Immortal Realm][Classification: Pseudo-System]
Her expression cooled instantly.
"So it's starting," she said quietly.
Xiao Xuanyin's posture shifted at once."Combat strength?"
"Not top-tier," Su Wan replied, eyes fixed on the screen."But he's smart."
She looked up toward the night sky.
"And he's trying to imitate me."
Immortal Realm — Side Hall
A young Immortal cultivator sat cross-legged inside a formation.
Before him floated a translucent talisman, half-real, half-illusory.
Fragmented text flickered across its surface.
[Energy Conversion in Progress…][Function Load Failed][Insufficient Permission]
His brows furrowed—but excitement burned in his eyes.
"So it exists," he murmured."This isn't a divine artifact. Not a talent. It's a system."
"If I can dismantle her logic—"
Suddenly—
Boom!
The talisman detonated.
The Immortal coughed violently, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Then—
A calm female voice echoed through space itself.
"Even copying homework, you still got it wrong."
The young Immortal's eyes snapped open.
A projection slowly formed before him.
Not Su Wan's physical body—
But her interface avatar.
"You—how did you—?!"
Su Wan's voice was even, almost instructional.
"First," she said,"your energy source is unstable."
"Second, you tried to bypass user binding."
"And third—"
She smiled faintly.
"You forgot this system is owner-locked."
Her projection flickered lightly.
[Permission Reclamation in Progress][Illegal Architecture: Sealed]
The Immortal's face drained of all color.
Only then did he realize—
He wasn't copying her.
He had crossed her hard limit.
Fengyi Palace
Inside the palace, the concubines suddenly looked up.
"Huh? Was that thunder just now?"
"No idea—I thought someone knocked over the soup base."
"Your Majesty!" someone called out happily."Can we order roast duck tomorrow?"
Su Wan turned around instantly, switching modes without pause.
"Yes. And we'll add dessert."
"Really?!"
Cheers erupted across the palace.
Xiao Xuanyin watched her, struck by the sheer absurdity of it all.
Moments ago—
She had remotely suppressed an Immortal genius attempting to forge a pseudo-system.
Now—
She was calmly planning tomorrow's dessert menu.
Late at night.
Inside the sleeping chamber.
Xiao Xuanyin finally asked,"You're not worried there will be more of them?"
Su Wan lounged against the couch, lazily scrolling her phone.
"Of course I'm worried."
She looked up, her smile sharp and dangerous.
"But the moment they try to imitate me, I'll detect them."
"And once that happens…"
"They'll understand something."
"The real problem isn't the system."
"It's me."
Moonlight flowed quietly outside the window.
The palace remained brightly lit.
The Immortal Realm churned with undercurrents.
Meanwhile, inside the mortal palace, the concubines were already discussing their next project.
"Should the next drama be palace intrigue or cultivation-themed?"
"Add monster fights!"
"I want to play the villain!"
Su Wan overheard them and smiled thoughtfully.
"Maybe," she mused softly.
"I'll let you try fighting for real someday."