Category: They All Want to Be My Female Lead

35. Tricked

Yan Meng’er loved pink, so her room was also decorated in a girly pink. In addition to basic furniture, there were also many decorations.

On the bed, Yan Meng’er hugged a small plush doll, occasionally sniffling.

The plush doll resembled Yan Zhen. She had sewn it before being reborn. Because she was afraid of rumors and didn’t dare to approach Yan Zhen, she used Yan Zhen’s clothes to make a “cousin brother” to think of him when seeing the object.

As a reincarnator, Yan Meng’er was no longer in the mindset of a young girl. But after reconciling with Yan Zhen, she felt that she was becoming as childish as before. Otherwise, how could she cry over such a small setback?

It was just being beaten to it.

She knew that in the future, there would be many heaven’s proud daughters who were more outstanding and beautiful than her who would take a fancy to her cousin. As long as Yan Zhen had a slight willingness, he could have a harem. So Yan Meng’er had long prepared herself to be the lesser one.

The reason she was hit hard was purely because she had become complacent.

After reconciling with Yan Zhen, as they spent more time together and gradually returned to their previous atmosphere, Yan Meng’er felt that she was the closest person to Yan Zhen. The fiancée he had only met once and the incompetent cousin were far inferior to her.

Moreover, she had kissed Yan Zhen yesterday, which made Yan Meng’er feel even more elated and extremely pleased with herself.

Therefore, when she discovered that Yan Zhen and Instructor Yu Xuan had done something more intimate than her, she instantly felt like a clown.

— Why, even though she came first, was she always behind other women?

Anger.

Grievance.

Unwillingness.

But she shouldn’t be like this, because Yan Zhen didn’t deceive her. It was her who had assumed.

This little girl’s temper shouldn’t appear on her.

Because she was no longer her past self, and Yan Zhen didn’t like her willful and capricious side.

“Cousin got into a conflict with the instructor. I don’t know if he’s okay. I left him in the afternoon and stood him up. Will he be angry? Cousin should be back by now, right? Should I go to his room later to check on him and apologize to him…”

The more Yan Meng’er thought about it, the more depressed she became. Then she couldn’t help but hope in her mind:

Would cousin come to comfort her, knowing that she was unhappy?

If it were the previous cousin, he definitely would. But what about now?

Not anymore?

Even if she was forgiven after hurting him once, it was difficult to return to how it was before.

Is that so?

“Regret” fermented in Yan Meng’er’s heart, making her feel stuffy and uncomfortable in her chest. Hot tears fell in streams, wetting the pillow.

Until she heard Yan Zhen’s voice: “Meng’er, are you asleep? I’m coming in.”

Creak, the door that was specially left for him was pushed open. Footsteps extended from the door all the way to the bedside. Yan Meng’er held her breath and tightly hugged the Yan Zhen plush doll in her arms, not daring to turn around and respond.

“Meng’er? Are you asleep?”

Hearing this, Yan Meng’er quickly closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep.

Feeling the soft couch sink slightly, Yan Zhen sat down on the edge of the bed and gently shook her shoulder.

“She’s really asleep. I ran over for nothing. Should I take the opportunity to prank her and draw a few whiskers on her face?”

“…”

Yan Meng’er couldn’t keep pretending. She abruptly turned around and glared at her heartless cousin: “Cousin!”

But she saw Yan Zhen grinning at her, as if saying, “Stop pretending?”

Yan Meng’er felt tricked. Her face turned red. She turned her back again, hugged the plush doll tightly, and ignored him.

Yan Zhen put away his smile and patiently asked, “What’s wrong, Meng’er? I had some trouble at noon, so I didn’t come to find you. I didn’t mean to stand you up.”

Hearing his explanation, Yan Meng’er somehow felt even more aggrieved. Her nose turned sour, and tears rolled down in large beads again. No matter how much she wiped, she couldn’t wipe them clean, and she even started sobbing.

Uh, Yan Zhen was very embarrassed. He had clearly come to comfort her, but why did it seem to make her even sadder? But he didn’t say anything.

“Don’t cry, Meng’er. I’ll apologize to you, okay? I’ll take you to buy a new dress and eat delicious food tomorrow. If that’s not enough, I’ll take you to the famous scenic spots in Silver Moon City to play. How about that?”

The gentle tone made Yan Meng’er feel like she was dreaming.

Once upon a time, Yan Zhen had pampered her like this. When she was unhappy, he would do everything he could to make her happy.

It was she who feared rumors and gossip and actively pushed away this gentleness. When she wanted it back, it was already too late.

She was reborn with regret, thinking that she would never feel this gentleness from Yan Zhen again, but he really forgave her.

Yan Meng’er’s heart melted in an instant, but her tears flowed even more fiercely, blurring her vision.

She turned around and weakly looked at Yan Zhen, as if begging him not to abandon her: “Cousin, I…I…”

Yan Zhen patted her head and said softly, “Alright, alright, don’t cry. You’re so old, yet you’re still crying.”

“Wuwuwu, Cousin!”

Yan Meng’er couldn’t hold back anymore. She abruptly threw herself into Yan Zhen’s arms, hugging him tightly, wailing and crying.

“Cousin, you’re so bad. You clearly know that Meng’er likes you so much, yet you still won’t accept me and go flirt with other girls. Am I not good enough? Can’t Meng’er become Cousin’s important person? I hate Cousin the most! Wuwu…”

The more she spoke, the harder she cried and the tighter she hugged, as if she was afraid that if she let go, she would lose him.

Yan Zhen listened in confusion, patting her little head while thinking about when he had ever flirted with other girls.

He didn’t. He had been properly maintaining the persona of an emotionless leveling machine. Even if the girls in class stuck out their chests and offered themselves to him, he didn’t flirt with any of them. How dedicated!

Yan Zhen thought she was just talking nonsense from crying too much and comforted, “Good girl, don’t cry, don’t cry. If you cry more, you won’t be pretty~”

Yan Meng’er raised her pretty face, which was covered in tear stains, from his chest, sniffling and hiccupping, as if sulking: “If Cousin is willing to give Meng’er a kiss, Meng’er won’t cry.”

Oh my. How could she use this kind of reason to take advantage of him? Is this okay? This is not okay, ah.

Yan Zhen had a look of speechlessness, but seeing his cousin’s red eyes and pitiful appearance, he didn’t coldly refuse. He lowered his head slightly and kissed her smooth and tender cheek.

“Is this enough?”

He…he really kissed her? Yan Meng’er’s heart trembled. She touched the spot on her cheek where she was kissed, feeling a pleasant surprise as if she had encountered great luck.

But it was too quick. Before she could feel it, it was gone, making her very unwilling.

She blinked her eyes and stubbornly frowned at Yan Zhen, acting shamelessly: “Kissing on the cheek doesn’t count. You have to…kiss me on the lips.”

What kiss? Kissing on the cheek was still within the allowable range of Cousin’s persona, but kissing on the lips was too much.

Yan Zhen turned his face away but was turned back by Yan Meng’er. Her sharp gaze made it difficult for him to refuse.

After a brief hesitation, Yan Zhen lowered his head again and kissed Yan Meng’er’s lips, intending to break apart immediately.

However, this time, Yan Meng’er didn’t foolishly stay still. She immediately took the initiative to respond, her little tongue deftly probing into Yan Zhen’s mouth, deeply kissing him.

— Shit, I’ve been tricked!

Yan Zhen’s eyes widened.

34. Yan Meng’er Cried

The battle was over.

In just a single exchange, Yan Zhen swiftly pinned Wang Dong to the ground, knocking him unconscious.

Even faster than defeating Liu Xing.

Firstly, Wang Dong only had a cultivation level of six-star Mystic Disciple, weaker than Liu Xing. Secondly, Yan Zhen had become stronger.

The audience, including the combat instructor, didn’t even have time to react.

He could naturally see that without using trump cards, Yan Zhen clearly had a higher chance of winning. But to describe the actual battle using the word “chance” would be a joke.

What chance? This was pure domination!

Wang Dong and the others had already prepared some cheating methods and routines to turn the tables, but in the face of such an absolute difference in strength, they all became a laughing stock.

Could Yan Zhen be a Mystic Scholar? He was ridiculously strong!

He was clearly a five-star Mystic Disciple, while Wang Dong was six-star!

“Little brother Yan Zhen is so awesome!” Amidst the silence, Mi Xue’er screamed, her eyes full of love.

She remembered this heart-pounding feeling.

In her previous life, although she liked Yan Zhen, she initially only treated him as a younger puppy, licking his face.

Until the usually gentle and low-key Yan Zhen displayed his sharpness for the first time.

The boy who always responded to her teasing with a shy smile, the little brother who was used as a bag-carrying machine by them when shopping, when facing a powerful opponent that even she dared not confront on the arena, he forcefully pinned the opponent to the ground with just a single move, domineering and cold, shocking the entire audience!

Mi Xue’er also fell for him.

Even though she had been reborn and experienced higher-level battles and witnessed more terrifying scenes, at this moment, her heart was still pounding.

Yan Ruyu’s heart was also fluttering, her eyes hiding traces of affection as she looked at Yan Zhen on the stage.

Yan Zhen’s gaze shifted, falling on the other two six-star Mystic Disciples, Ya She and Ding Yu, below the stage. He said indifferently, “Do you want to fight? If you do, you can come up together.”

Ya She and Ding Yu looked at each other, both feeling humiliated and furious. They turned to the combat instructor.

“Instructor, this person is so arrogantly provoking us. It doesn’t violate the rules for the two of us to go on stage and fight him, right?”

“Please agree, Instructor!”

The combat instructor hesitated slightly but still nodded. This kind of thing wasn’t the first time. Why not watch if there was fun to be had?

With the instructor’s permission, Ya She and Ding Yu went on stage together. Without saying a word, they attacked Yan Zhen with full force from the start.

Yan Ruyu’s heart was in her throat again, but Mi Xue’er was even more excited.

Then, under everyone’s close observation, in less than ten rounds, Ya She and Ding Yu simultaneously fell off the stage, unable to get up again.

The entire class exclaimed in surprise. Looking at Yan Zhen slowly retracting his Blaze Mystic Power on the stage, they felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on their heads.

“He won again. Little brother Yan Zhen is so handsome. I love you to death~” Mi Xue’er excitedly confessed, not caring if others took it seriously. Anyway, she was sincere.

Hearing this, Yan Ruyu glared at her best friend but felt quite envious that she could say such words out loud.

Yan Zhen was also puzzled by Mi Xue’er’s braindead fan-like declaration. In the script, although she was also very excited, she didn’t behave this exaggeratedly.

Mi Xue’er usually appeared to be straightforward, but she was actually very tactful and had a good grasp of the distance between friends and classmates. Shouting “I love you to death” in public made many classmates look at her sideways and also broke the hearts of some male students.

Yan Zhen returned from the stage and looked at Mi Xue’er, who was even more excited than him. He smiled awkwardly but politely.

“When did you become so powerful?” Yan Ruyu said in a tsundere manner, “Making people worry for nothing.”

Yan Zhen brushed his bangs. “I’ve always been very powerful. Didn’t you witness it during the New Year, Cousin Ruyu?”

Mentioning the sore spot! Thinking of how she was spanked by him during the New Year until she cried on the spot, Yan Ruyu felt both embarrassed and angry, really wanting to beat him up to vent.

But she couldn’t beat him now. If she made a move, she would very likely be pinned to the ground and spanked by him again, which would be even more embarrassing.

Thinking of this, Yan Ruyu’s anger inexplicably diminished a bit, and she even felt a little eager to try.

She snorted and turned her head away.

Mi Xue’er asked curiously, “Did something happen between you two during the New Year?”

Yan Zhen shrugged. “We just had a friendly spar, right, Cousin?”

Yan Ruyu ignored him.

After the combat class ended, Yan Zhen went to the junior class to find Yan Meng’er, but she had actually left on her own.

Oh well.

Anyway, Yan Zhen was going to the streets to buy medicinal ingredients, so he couldn’t accompany her back.

Medicinal ingredients related to the divine soul were indeed very rare. Not to mention expensive, the key was that there was no stock!

Such medicinal ingredients were generally only used by Master Alchemists and were basically controlled by the Master Alchemist Association, which was in the royal capital. It was very difficult to find them in other places.

After a trip, the medicinal ingredients were still not complete. He could only ask the Gold Jade Chamber of Commerce to keep an eye out for him.

The person in charge of the chamber of commerce was a middle-aged man who said that if any new medicinal ingredients arrived, he would notify him immediately.

Of course, it would still be free. Whatever they had, they would give.

Yan Zhen was quite uneasy about this because he believed there was no free lunch in the world.

But the other party refused to charge him no matter what. When he mentioned paying, it was as if he was asking for someone’s life. Seeing him insist on paying, the man even knelt down in public and said, “Young Master Yan Zhen, this little one really can’t accept the money. Please spare me. I have elderly parents and young children to support!”

He went on and on.

Shocking the passersby for a whole year, Yan Zhen was also at a loss.

Helpless, Yan Zhen could only accept the goodwill of the Gold Jade Chamber of Commerce, but he couldn’t figure out why.

The only thing he could think of was that “good sister” who hadn’t met him yet. She had also gotten the script like him and knew that he would rise in the future, so she invested in advance.

But the system said she didn’t have the script. When he asked it what was going on, it said it didn’t know.

What a defective system.

[Ding! Please don’t secretly curse the system in your heart, Host. It ruins the friendly relationship between us.]

— Then don’t peep into my thoughts, you perverted system!

[The Host is very smart.]

— What did you say?!

[Very smart.]

— Shut up, stupid code. Even the “Hello, World!” program I wrote when I first entered university runs better than you!

A person and a system started arguing.

Yan Zhen returned to the mansion, grumbling all the way, and only adjusted his mood before heading straight to the dining room.

Only the three girls were eating at the table, with Yan Meng’er nowhere to be seen.

And they were eating takeout.

Yan Zhen thought Yan Meng’er had returned home early to cook. He asked in confusion, “Where’s Meng’er?”

Instructor Yu Xuan replied, “She’s in her room and refuses to come out.”

Yan Zhen was even more puzzled. “What’s wrong with her?”

“I don’t know. Sister Meng’er seems to have cried.” Mi Xue’er said worriedly, “Her eyes are swollen.”

Yan Ruyu stared at him and said, “Meng’er rarely cries unless it has something to do with you, Yan Zhen. Did you say something to her?”

“No, I haven’t been able to see Meng’er all day.” Yan Zhen pondered, “She shouldn’t think I intentionally stood her up, right? That’s not enough to make her cry.”

His silly cousin wasn’t a petty girl. If she was really stood up, she would just come to him to settle the score and make big demands.

“Anyway, go to her room and check on her.”

Yan Zhen nodded and quickly walked towards Yan Meng’er’s room.

Chapter 33 : Practical Combat Class

In the office, Instructor Yu Xuan gently bit Yan Zhen’s left ear, and the mystic power in her mouth evenly spread along the tip of her tongue to the injured area.

 

The room was silent, only the intermittent sound of saliva.

 

After some time, Instructor Yu Xuan finally released her mouth, looked closely, and the bruising had already dissipated, returning to its original pale complexion, and even the wound had been healed.

 

There was no reason to continue now.

 

Instructor Yu Xuan couldn’t help but think, her pink tongue licking her lips, seeming a bit reluctant.

 

After a pause, she reacted, feeling greatly ashamed in her heart.

 

“Yan…”

 

Instructor Yu Xuan’s voice paused, and she saw Yan Zhen had an expression as if he was about to melt, his eyes losing focus, as if gazing at the starry sky.

 

Instructor Yu Xuan suddenly felt extremely embarrassed, silently cursing herself for doing such a despicable thing to Yan Zhen while he was injured.

 

“Yan Zhen, are you alright?”

 

Yan Zhen nodded dazedly.

 

Seeing this, Instructor Yu Xuan stimulated Yan Zhen’s forehead with the refreshing mystic power, causing him to quickly regain his senses.

 

Yan Zhen shook his head:

“I’m fine now.”

 

“En, there shouldn’t be any major problems. You, you put your pants back on, it wouldn’t be good if someone sees this.”

 

At her words, Yan Zhen only then realized his embarrassing situation, hurriedly grabbing his pants to put them on his legs, then properly closing his robe and tightening his belt, straightening himself in the process.

 

“Cough cough, Instructor, thank you for treating me.”

 

Although he was embarrassed and wanted to leave quickly, he still had to express his gratitude.

 

“No need to thank me, this is what I should do.” Instructor Yu Xuan said, then realizing her words had an ambiguous implication in the current situation, she quickly added, “As your instructor, caring for my disciples is only natural.”

 

“Then, shall I take my leave?”

 

Instructor Yu Xuan nodded, pausing for a moment before apologetically saying:

“Yan Zhen, since you are injured and need to recuperate, let’s postpone ‘that appointment’ tonight.”

 

After saying this, Instructor Yu Xuan looked at Yan Zhen with some nervousness, worried that he would be disappointed, as Yan Zhen seemed to have been looking forward to tonight’s “Secret Lesson”.

 

That appointment? Yan Zhen thought about it for a moment before remembering.

 

Previously, he had learned that Instructor Yu Xuan was secretly practicing the Dao of Massage, and to avoid embarrassment, he had boldly revealed that he was a fellow practitioner, but this caused Instructor Yu Xuan to mistakenly think he was in a “lustful” state and planned to “correct” him through education!

 

Because he had been focused on designing fire talismans these past few days, he had accidentally forgotten about it.

 

Now it’s been postponed? Great, hopefully it’s postponed indefinitely!

 

“I understand, Instructor, I will focus on recovering.”

 

Hearing this, Instructor Yu Xuan felt relieved.

 

Indeed, her educational approach was correct, going along with the flow, see how obedient he is now.

 

As long as Yan Zhen’s curiosity about the opposite sex is satisfied, he will focus on cultivation just like in his previous life.

 

It seems that the subsequent “Secret Lesson” will require more effort, her current posture may still not be enough.

 

Watching Yan Zhen leave the office, Instructor Yu Xuan closed the door again, drew the curtains, and changed into another set of instructor’s attire.

 

…

 

Yan Zhen first went to the junior class, but found that Yan Meng’er was not there, thinking that she might have gone to eat by herself since he didn’t come find her, after all, it was almost mealtime now.

 

Patting his empty stomach, Yan Zhen could only hurry to the cafeteria to have a quick meal before returning to the class.

 

The classroom was empty.

 

Yan Zhen paused for a moment, then soon realized that his classmates had gone to other places to prepare for the next class.

 

The course arrangement at the Mystic Academy was quite simple, with theoretical and qi cultivation classes alternating in the morning, and mystic technique and practical combat classes alternating in the afternoon, changing every three days.

 

On the last day of each month and the first day of the next month, there would be a monthly assessment and the results would be announced, with those who meet the standard “promoted” to the next level, from junior to intermediate, from intermediate to advanced, and even the competition for the Nine Star List open only to Mystic Scholars.

 

Apart from this, students who have reached the level of Mystic Scholar will enter the seedling echelon, preparing to go to the Sacred Land Academy for further study.

 

These were still far away for Yan Zhen.

 

Today’s morning class was qi cultivation, so the afternoon class would be practical combat. The practical combat class would be held in the outdoor training ground.

 

Arriving at the outdoor training ground, the class had not yet begun, and the students were warming up in groups.

 

Yan Zhen looked around and found that he was the only one without a group, so he had to start warming up alone.

 

In a corner, Mi Xue’er and Yan Ruyu were in a group, and seeing Yan Zhen, they immediately ran over.

 

“Yan Zhen. I heard you just had a conflict with the Discipline Instructor?”

 

“Are you alright, Little Brother Yan Zhen?”

 

The two girls noticed the tears in his clothes and their expressions became worried.

 

Yan Zhen shook his head:

“It’s nothing, just a minor injury, Instructor Yu Xuan has already treated me.”

 

The two girls heaved a sigh of relief.

 

“How did you end up against the Discipline Instructor?” Yan Ruyu asked concernedly, “Did something happen?”

 

Yan Zhen briefly explained the sequence of events.

 

Mi Xue’er pondered:

“So it’s because of Meng’er?”

 

“Don’t tell her, so that girl doesn’t overthink it.”

 

Yan Zhen said, continuing his warm-up.

 

The practical combat instructor arrived, and the class began, with pairs going up to the arena to spar, and the instructor providing comments and guidance from below.

 

Just as Yan Zhen was hesitating about which arena to try, someone immediately came to block him, it was the big brother from Class 1 who had picked on him when he first enrolled.

 

The leader and three others were all six-star Mystic Scholars, while the rest were five-stars.

 

Previously, when they had provoked him, Yan Zhen was pulled away by Mi Xue’er and Yan Ruyu before they could fight, and because he had taken a slap from the Blue Guest, these guys had put aside their underestimation of him. Now it was the practical combat class, where they could freely choose opponents, and avoiding the fight would be seen as cowardice, so they wanted to settle the score.

 

The three came to provoke Yan Zhen, and Yan Zhen accepted the challenge. After some meaningless verbal sparring, they successfully triggered a system task.

 

[Ding! Key plot event begins]

[Current plot – Chapter 77: Crushing the Six-Star]

[Role requirement: Defeat a six-star Mystic Scholar in a crushing manner, then challenge them all together]

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“Little Brother Yan Zhen, fight on!” 

Mi Xue’er cheered enthusiastically from the sidelines, her bright eyes shining, as a reincarnator, she naturally knew how cool Yan Zhen would be in the upcoming battle.

She was infatuated with Yan Zhen’s physique, and her complete infatuation would begin from this battle.

 

Yan Ruyu was a bit worried, Yan Zhen had a good chance of winning directly, after all, he had even beaten the seven-star Mystic Scholar Liu Xing, but she knew these guys in the class liked to use tricks and schemes, which could be difficult to guard against in a regulated arena battle.

 

On the arena, two young men stood facing each other.

The new disciple taken in by Instructor Yu Xuan, Yan Zhen

VS

The strongest senior in Class 1, Wang Dong!

 

The practical combat instructor was also watching the two with interest, based on the gradually rising Mystic Qi aura, he silently estimated how many rounds the battle could last.

This was one of his hobbies.

 

The senior students all understood the instructor’s hobby and quickly asked for his opinion.

 

The practical combat instructor slowly said:

“It will show the upper and lower hand in 10 rounds, and the victory will be basically determined in 15 rounds, unless they have some trump cards, but I don’t think they will use them in this kind of situation.”

 

Then, the battle began.

Chapter 32 Instructor Yu Xuan’s Healing Methods

 

Yan Zhen was led by Instructor Yu Xuan to her private office, which was filled with her fragrance.

 

Instructor Yu Xuan gestured for Yan Zhen to sit in her chair, then closed the door and said:

 

“Take off your pants, I’ll treat the injury on your leg first.”

 

Yan Zhen’s face flushed red as he politely declined, “It’s just a minor injury, Instructor, you don’t need to bother.”

 

“The wound still has the residual mystic power of a Mystic Master, if it’s not expelled in time, the injury will continue to worsen until his mystic power dissipates… Do you want to be in pain for several days?”

 

“I-I can expel it myself.”

 

“You’re only at the Mystic Scholar realm, expelling a Mystic Master’s mystic power isn’t that easy.”

 

“Uh.”

 

Actually, it’s quite easy for him, since he had refined the Gold and Silver Fire, expelling the foreign mystic power from his body would be a breeze. But he couldn’t reveal this, as he didn’t want to expose his trump cards, even though he trusted Instructor Yu Xuan. Keeping a hidden ace is a must-have cultivation for a xianxia protagonist!

 

“Don’t be shy, hurry and take off your pants.”

 

Instructor Yu Xuan said as she squatted down in front of Yan Zhen, reaching out to grab his waistband and swiftly undoing it.

 

At this moment, Instructor Yu Xuan had an undeniable aura about her, vastly different from her usual gentle and charming demeanor, feeling quite refreshing.

 

So she had this side to her as well, it wasn’t mentioned at all in the plot.

 

Seeing her nervous expression, Yan Zhen released his grip on his pants, letting Instructor Yu Xuan pull them down. After all, he was still wearing his long-nosed little elephant patterned boxers, so there was nothing too embarrassing.

 

On the side of his thigh, there was a dark red bruise, very prominent.

 

Instructor Yu Xuan extended her delicate white jade fingers, gently caressing the wound.

 

“Ah!”

 

Yan Zhen winced in pain, his body jerking slightly as he let out a cry.

 

Instructor Yu Xuan glanced at him, then circulated the water mystic power within her body, gathering it in her palm and lightly pressing down.

 

“Endure it, the pain will be gone soon.”

 

Yan Zhen widened his eyes, managing to hold back a scream, but his expression became rather strange.

 

Instructor Yu Xuan massaged the wound as gently as possible, expelling the residual mystic power belonging to Zhang Wei.

 

With her five-star Mystic Master cultivation, combined with the properties of water mystic power, it wasn’t too difficult, and she soon cleared it all away.

 

After a while, the bruising also dissipated, revealing the scraped skin of the wound.

 

Instructor Yu Xuan took out some ointment from her storage ring and applied it with a small wooden stick.

 

Yan Zhen furrowed his brow, hissing in pain.

 

Although the bruising had gone, it was still somewhat unbearable.

 

The two were focused, one on treating and the other on receiving treatment, unaware of the pair of mischievous eyes outside the window, staring at them in shock.

 

During the lunch break, Yan Meng’er was waiting for her cousin Yan Zhen at the entrance of the junior class, but after waiting for a long time without seeing him, she heard from other classmates that there was some commotion up front, with Instructor Yu Xuan getting angry. When she hurried over, she saw Instructor Yu Xuan leading her cousin Yan Zhen away and they entered the office, locking the door behind them!

 

When Yan Meng’er peeked through the curtain gap, she was met with this scene: Yan Zhen was without pants, sitting in the instructor’s chair, while Instructor Yu Xuan was squatting down in front of him, her hands seemingly gripping something, and with each of her movements, Yan Zhen kept letting out gasping sounds, as if he was thoroughly enjoying it!

 

—This was a shocking sight that would haunt Yan Meng’er for a whole year!

 

Previously, when Yan Meng’er saw her cousin Yan Zhen enter Instructor Yu Xuan’s room and take a long time to come out, she had been a little wary, but never suspected anything. After all, a girl in love would always be a little cautious about the beautiful women around her beloved.

 

But she never imagined that Yan Zhen and Instructor Yu Xuan had already developed to this extent, and it hadn’t even been ten days since they met!

 

Just how charming was Instructor Yu Xuan? In just ten days, she had surpassed Yan Meng’er by years!

 

Yan Meng’er had only just managed to kiss Yan Zhen on the lips, but Instructor Yu Xuan was already at the important parts, and Yan Meng’er hadn’t even specifically touched them yet.

 

Yan Meng’er felt extremely aggrieved.

 

Although Instructor Yu Xuan was beautiful, had a great figure, a gentle personality, and could cook delicious meals, while also being an instructor, Yan Meng’er wasn’t lacking either – she had a youthful appearance with a voluptuous figure, her personality had become more obedient, and her cooking skills, while not top-tier, were definitely among the best of her peers, plus she was a blood-related cousin.

 

How could she be so quickly surpassed in so many ways.

 

Huangfu Wenqing had beaten her, and now Instructor Yu Xuan had also beaten her, this was just too unfair!

 

—Her cousin was a big idiot!

 

Yan Meng’er couldn’t bear to watch anymore, huffing and puffing as she left, tears in her eyes.

 

Inside the room, Instructor Yu Xuan had finished applying the ointment to Yan Zhen’s leg, then turned her attention to his left ear.

 

Just a slight graze, but it was swollen quite prominently, as the ear was more delicate and had a higher nerve density, making the pain more intense.

 

Instructor Yu Xuan moved behind Yan Zhen, her fingers just barely touching his ear, causing him to jerk his neck and let out a cry.

 

“Does it hurt a lot?”

 

Yan Zhen forced an ugly smile, “Maybe my ears are just more sensitive.”

 

—I want to skip this!

 

Wait, if he treated it himself without interacting with others, he should be able to skip this, right?

 

Yan Zhen’s eyes lit up, “Instructor, maybe I should do it myself, I can endure it better when I’m the one treating it.”

 

“How will you treat the wound on your leg that’s still visible, and your ear isn’t easy to access either.” Instructor Yu Xuan pouted a little, “Let me help you, I’ll be as gentle as possible.”

 

“But it still hurts a lot.”

 

“There’s a different way to make it not hurt.” Instructor Yu Xuan said, her face flushing slightly, “Close your eyes and don’t think too much.”

 

Yan Zhen was a bit confused, but still did as she said.

 

Instructor Yu Xuan hesitated briefly, then leaned down, covering Yan Zhen’s eyes with her right hand and supporting his chin with her left. She then slightly parted her vermilion lips and silently enveloped his injured ear.

 

A gentle flow of water mystic power surged from her mouth, and her nimble pink tongue danced along the contours of his ear, seeping into the wound to expel the foreign mystic power while also dispersing the bruising.

 

Yan Zhen’s whole body trembled, but after a momentary daze, he understood what Instructor Yu Xuan was doing, and remained seated, daring not to move.

 

Waves of stinging pain, tingling sensations, and a slippery feeling were transmitted from his ear, causing Yan Zhen’s brain to heat up, his consciousness gradually becoming hazy, as if a soul extractor had been placed over his head.

 

After a while, Instructor Yu Xuan finally released her mouth, lightly panting as she asked, “Does it still hurt, Yan Zhen?”

 

Yan Zhen slumped weakly in the chair, a trail of saliva at the corner of his mouth, looking somewhat dazed.

 

“N-No, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

 

“Is that so?” Instructor Yu Xuan blinked her beautiful eyes, her gaze wandering, “It seems there’s still some bruising that hasn’t dissipated, just to be safe, let me clean it up thoroughly.”

 

“Ah, ah?”

 

Before Yan Zhen could regain his senses, his injured left ear was once again enveloped by the warm, moist cavity.

 

31. Instructor Yu Xuan is Angry

The intense commotion attracted students from nearby to gather around. Seeing the two instructors confronting each other in the field, along with their disciples behind them, everyone felt that something big had happened.

Especially given Instructor Yu Xuan’s current state – she was actually angry, how rare!

Instructor Yu Xuan always had a very good temper. Even if students made mistakes, she would mostly just teach them a lesson or two and rarely scolded them. Even if other female instructors said bad things behind her back, she wouldn’t take it to heart and would just laugh it off.

Whether it was students or instructors, everyone was deeply impressed by her gentle smile that was like water, and they all looked up to her.

But at this moment, Instructor Yu Xuan showed a fierce expression that had never been seen before. Her aqua blue eyes revealed killing intent, and the water mystic power of a five-star Mystic Master surged around her like raging waves.

“Instructor Yu Xuan, you came just in time.” Zhang Wei spoke coldly, completely unaware: “Your disciple, relying on his slightly higher cultivation, attacked our junior class students and injured them. When I called him over to the office for questioning, he even talked back to me and refused to obey. Such behavior is already a serious violation of the academy rules and must be severely punished to serve as a warning to others!”

Instructor Yu Xuan narrowed her eyes and said lightly: “Yan Zhen, speak!”

Now that the instructor was here, Yan Zhen didn’t play any tricks and truthfully said: “It’s like this, Instructor. Yesterday when I was sending Meng’er back to her class, I was blocked by them. They took advantage of their numbers and spoke very rudely, even threatening me to stay away from Meng’er. I told them to go somewhere with no people around to talk, and then I casually dealt with them.”

Instructor Yu Xuan nodded and looked at Zhang Wei again: “Instructor Zhang Wei, did you hear that? Your disciples provoked trouble on their own but ended up being taught a lesson by Yan Zhen. It’s their own fault.”

The academy rules did indeed protect students with lower strength, but the weak also couldn’t lack self-awareness and provoke seniors with higher cultivation. Otherwise, they would have to bear the consequences.

The Mystic Academy did not prohibit fights between students. On the contrary, it even encouraged it. If there was a conflict, they should go to the dueling platform to determine who’s superior. The winner is king and the loser is the enemy!

Zhang Wei glanced at the few disciples beside him and saw their evasive eyes. He snorted coldly.

“This is only his one-sided story, how can it be taken as fact?”

Yan Zhen laughed. So the words of Specialist Ma Sha and the others were considered objective facts?

He hated the most this kind of hypocrite who hid behind the banner of justice and wore a layer of official skin.

Instructor Yu Xuan’s face was expressionless: “What your disciples say is objective fact, but what my Yan Zhen says is a one-sided story? Instructor Zhang Wei, it seems you don’t take me seriously at all. Fine then, let’s see the truth through action.”

An instructor at the Mystic Master realm actually made a move against Yan Zhen who was only at the Mystic One realm, and even injured him so badly. She absolutely would not let this guy off easily!

As soon as she finished speaking, Instructor Yu Xuan once again drew the silver longbow in her hand. This was her personal weapon, a third-grade Silver Hawk Bow.

The bowstring was pulled into a full moon shape, and blue water mystic power condensed into a crystal arrow like a vortex. The arrow was covered in clear spiral patterns, giving a strong penetrating feeling.

Instructor Yu Xuan said coldly: “As an instructor, you bullied and injured my disciple. Then take this arrow from me!”

Zhang Wei never thought that Instructor Yu Xuan, who always presented a gentle image, would get so angry. With her personality, shouldn’t she speak some nice words to him, and then he would give her face and everyone could step down, letting the matter pass?

Why did it turn out like this?

Looking at the vortex arrow aimed at him, Zhang Wei’s face turned pale and his scalp tingled.

Instructor Yu Xuan was a five-star Mystic Master, while he was only two-star, a whole three stars apart. Moreover, Instructor Yu Xuan was from the Sacred Land Academy and had outstanding cultivation skills and techniques, as well as a third-grade mystic bow that had accompanied her for a long time. How could he take this powered-up arrow head-on?

“Instructor Yu Xuan, don’t make a mistake! We are both instructors. If we fight in the academy, we will surely be punished by the Dean!”

“Then let the punishment come!”

Instructor Yu Xuan released her fingers without hesitation.

The bow that was drawn into a full moon shape suddenly straightened with a buzzing sound, and the vortex arrow condensed from water mystic power shot out like a crossbow, leaving a trail of watery afterimage in the air.

At the critical moment, Zhang Wei immediately summoned his protective mystic tool to block in front. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat blood on it to activate it.

“Wang Qi Hun Ring!”

It was a grayish-black copper ring with yellow runes written all over it. Under the infusion of mystic power, the hollow part of the copper ring formed a crystalline light film, on which the faint image of a rakshasa woman’s head with flesh horns appeared.

The Wang Qi Hun Ring was a damaged fourth-grade mystic tool and was also Zhang Wei’s capital for looking down on other instructors. Once this ring was brought out, it could block most attacks from Mystic Masters. It’s just that activating it required Zhang Wei to consume his essence blood, so he wouldn’t use it unless absolutely necessary.

The vortex arrow collided with the Wang Qi Hun Ring. The high-speed spinning water arrow stabbed into the light film on the copper ring, causing the light film to cave in deeply, but it was difficult to pierce through.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Wei felt relieved, thinking that even elite instructors from the Sacred Land Academy couldn’t break through his Hun Ring!

Instructor Yu Xuan frowned slightly and coldly spat out a word: “Explode.”

With a single command, the mystic power of the vortex arrow rapidly expanded, and then, under Zhang Wei’s horrified gaze, it exploded with a bang!

Mystic Technique: Water Explosion.

This vortex arrow was a combination of two mystic techniques!

Bang!

The highly concentrated water mystic power was completely released. The Wang Qi Hun Ring’s light film shattered in the intense explosion, losing the support of mystic power and flying out like an ordinary copper ring.

The shockwave of the explosion swept over Zhang Wei, instantly dispersing the protective mystic power on his body. It blasted him to the point of spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body flew out uncontrollably, heavily crashing into a pillar of the eaves corridor before sliding down, unable to get up again.

With both external and internal injuries, even with careful treatment, it would take at least ten to fifteen days to recover.

Te Ma Sha and the others were also knocked over by the shockwave of the explosion, rolling on the ground a few times, scaring them to the point of almost wetting their pants.

The surrounding students who were watching the show were also so shocked that their eyeballs nearly popped out. They secretly thought that Instructor Yu Xuan was so terrifying when she got angry, taking down a discipline instructor with a single arrow.

Instructor Yu Xuan snorted coldly, not pitying them at all. She slowly retracted her mystic power and put the Silver Hawk Bow back into her storage ring before turning around and walking to Yan Zhen.

Seeing the red and swollen bleeding wounds on his body, Instructor Yu Xuan wanted to give Zhang Wei another arrow.

Yan Zhen blinked, as if seeing the beautiful instructor in front of him for the first time: “Instructor, will there be any trouble doing this?”

“If there’s any trouble, I’ll take responsibility. Go to my place to treat your injuries first.”

Instructor Yu Xuan grabbed Yan Zhen’s hand without waiting for a response and led him away from here. The crowd hurriedly parted to make way for them.

After the two disappeared, the other instructors who had long rushed over but didn’t dare to show themselves in the crowd helped Zhang Wei up.

Not long after, the Dean of the Mystic Academy finally arrived unhurriedly. Seeing Zhang Wei beaten up like a dead dog, he shook his head helplessly.

Using your butt to think, you would know that anyone who comes out of the Sacred Land Academy is not to be messed with.

What a fool.

“Take him to heal his injuries.”

30 Trump Card Transformation

After the qi refining class ended, the girls in the class surrounded Yan Zhen, curiously asking him questions, and some even took the opportunity to grope him a few times.

Mi Xue’er and Yan Ruyu hurriedly blocked those thirsty girls and didn’t let them touch Yan Zhen, then told Yan Zhen to leave quickly.

Yan Zhen escaped from the classroom as if fleeing and headed to the junior class to find Yan Meng’er.

However, halfway there, someone stopped him.

It wasn’t a student, but an instructor wearing an instructor’s uniform, with an impeccable slicked-back hairstyle, wearing a pair of black round-framed glasses, a thin and tall figure, a pale face, around forty years old.

Under the scorching sun, the middle-aged instructor adjusted his glasses, looked at Yan Zhen, and said indifferently, “Are you the one who injured my disciples yesterday?”

Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment, quickly thinking of the few junior class Smarties he had beaten up yesterday, and said expressionlessly, “It wasn’t me.”

“Not you? They all identified you. Do you still want to quibble?”

“Who are they?”

The middle-aged instructor waved his hand, and a few junior class students immediately walked out from behind the pillars of the corridor. The leader, Tema Sha, said arrogantly, “Instructor, don’t listen to his nonsense. It was him! He bullied us with his higher cultivation level and even launched sneak attacks! He’s simply a disgrace to the academy. He must be made to know the consequences of violating academy rules!”

The middle-aged instructor nodded slightly and turned back to Yan Zhen, “As an intermediate class student, you sneak-attacked junior class students, seriously violating academy rules. Do you have anything else to say?”

Yan Zhen shook his head, “I don’t know them. They say I beat them, but where’s the evidence? Empty claims are not proof. I could also say that I was beaten by them, five people attacking me alone, ambushing me as soon as I turned the corner. Would you believe it?”

The middle-aged instructor didn’t expect Yan Zhen to refute so logically and became a bit impatient, “If you didn’t beat them, why would they say it was you?”

“You should ask them this question. What’s the use of asking me?” Yan Zhen’s gaze was like looking at an idiot. “Perhaps they felt aggrieved after being bullied but didn’t dare to take revenge, so they found someone relatively easy to bully to frame… Their mentality is really dark.”

Hearing this, Tema Sha was so angry that his face turned red and his neck swelled. This boy was actually so sharp-tongued, completely turning black and white.

“Instructor, don’t believe him. This boy has a glib tongue. Capture him first and interrogate him thoroughly. I’m not afraid he won’t confess.”

The middle-aged instructor adjusted his glasses again in a somewhat neurotic manner, only coldly saying after straightening them, “I am the discipline instructor ‘Zhang Wei’. I now suspect you of violating academy rules. Come with me to the office for questioning immediately.”

With that said, he turned and walked away.

“I won’t go.” Yan Zhen said indifferently. There was no such plot in the script, and he was too lazy to move. “Instructor, you should ask your disciples first and understand the situation clearly before speaking. Otherwise, it will only add to the joke.”

“What did you say?”

Zhang Wei suddenly turned back, his Mystic Master cultivation level erupting fiercely, the powerful aura making Tema Sha and the others beside him roll on the ground and piss themselves.

Yan Zhen also felt a clear pressure, as if being stared at by a man-eating fierce beast, his heartbeat speeding up.

However, he cultivated the Imperial Blaze Art, and the scripture itself had a trace of imperial majesty. Coupled with refining the heaven and earth extreme flames higher than his realm, he could ignore this bit of realm pressure just by slightly activating his technique.

But Yan Zhen’s use of his technique to resist made Zhang Wei even angrier, “You want to resist? Are you forcing me to take you by force? Hmm?”

Yan Zhen’s face turned cold, silently cursing his bad luck.

It wasn’t a character from the script, so he had no interest in interacting with him at all. Even slapping his face was a waste of time!

He also raised his mystic power. Although he was a 5-star Mystic Scholar, the oppressive feeling he emitted was already no less than a Mystic Master.

“A 2-star Mystic Master, the bottom cultivation among instructors. Is this what gives you such great confidence?”

“You dare to speak to me like this? Simply lawless! Let me teach you a good lesson on behalf of your instructor!”

Zhang Wei got angry and stretched out his index finger, aiming at Yan Zhen from a distance.

As a Mystic Master, his mystic power could already kill through the void!

He flicked his finger, and a beam of finger force shot out at the speed of an arrow leaving the bowstring.

Yan Zhen didn’t move at all, only tilting his neck slightly. The finger force brushed past his ear, leaving a faint stinging pain, and then made a small hole in the tree behind him.

This strike was meant to cut off his ear, already exceeding the scope of corporal punishment. It was intentional harm.

“Reaction is not bad? Let’s see how you dodge!”

Another finger force attack came. Yan Zhen hurriedly dodged, his pant leg torn with a hole, burning with pain.

It wasn’t over yet. Zhang Wei took a step forward and continued to flick out finger force from a distance.

Really taking me for granted!?

Yan Zhen took a horse stance, and the Eight Extremes Explosion responded, shattering the incoming force with a single punch.

Feeling waves of pain from his fist, Yan Zhen knew he couldn’t continue like this. He immediately took out a Trump Card (1st Grade) from his system backpack.

Trump Card (1st Grade) was a card that would take effect when he was in the Mystic Scholar realm, allowing him to turn danger into safety!

And the way to turn danger into safety was up to him to decide!

If he wanted to run, he could instantly escape a thousand miles away.

If he wanted to fight, he could obtain power on par with his opponent’s realm for a certain period of time!

He had two Trump Cards (1st Grade), one obtained from completing the novice task and one from advancing to Mystic Scholar.

Now he would use one and try the power of the trump card!

If he didn’t use it, both cards would become invalid after he advanced to Mystic Master.

–System!

Yan Zhen shouted in his mind, and the latter immediately responded to him:

[Awaiting your orders, Host.]

–Belt mode!

[Understood.]

Yan Zhen’s empty left hand grabbed out of thin air, and the system turned into a card case appearing in his hand.

Grabbing the card case, he attached it to his lower abdomen, and the card case automatically extended into a belt, tightly wrapping around him.

Trump Card (1st Grade), insert card.

“Transform.”

The boy coldly spat out two words.

Boom! The belt erupted with gold and silver flames, enveloping Yan Zhen’s entire body.

At the same time, an impassioned BGM came from the system driver:

[Imperial Blaze! Extreme Flames! Fire power eruption! Mystic Mandate Celestial Warrior, Yan–]

At the exciting moment, suddenly, the system’s voice stopped, replaced by a ding sound.

[Ding! System’s warm reminder: The host’s crisis is about to be resolved. Do you still want to continue using Trump Card (1st Grade)?]

–Huh? What the hell? Not transforming?

Interrupted by the system like this, Yan Zhen’s just ignited hot blood instantly cooled down, feeling inexplicable.

But the next moment, he understood the system’s meaning.

“Zhang Wei, try laying a hand on him!”

A woman’s coquettish shout echoed in the academy’s sky. As the voice arrived, a huge arrow condensed from water mystic power also broke through the void, its target being Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei, who had wanted to continue approaching Yan Zhen, had a drastic change in expression. He immediately erupted with mystic power and retreated, pulling away a large distance.

The cannon-like water arrow fell on the ground with a bang, exploding into a pit large enough to hold a person, with shattered stones flying.

Smoke and dust scattered. Instructor Yu Xuan, holding a silver longbow, descended from the sky and landed in front of Yan Zhen, protecting him behind her, revealing her 5-star Mystic Scholar cultivation without reservation.

Yan Zhen blinked, “Instructor Yu Xuan?”

“Yan Zhen, are you alright?”

Instructor Yu Xuan looked him up and down, finding that his ear was swollen and his pant leg had a hole torn in it. She instantly became furious.

29 Instructor Yu Xuan: Looking Forward to the Evening

In the fire refinement starry space, on the central altar, the protruding stone bed was covered with soft and comfortable bedding and draped with a hazy, dreamlike bed curtain.

Inside the curtain, a peerlessly beautiful white-haired woman lay on her side, her head gently resting on a jade pillow, the thin quilt just covering her chest, hiding most of her spring scenery and the handsome boy quietly sleeping in her arms.

Chen Xi stretched out her fair jade-like hand, carefully caressing Yan Zhen’s cheeks, feeling his exhaled breath evenly hitting her cleavage, and couldn’t help but think of his obedient suckling appearance, her heart surging with waves of passion.

Under her guidance, Yan Zhen had changed from being motionless to being able to obey her requests. As long as they continued, she could capture his body and soul, making him truly like her.

Not just the liking between master and disciple, she wanted more and more of his affection, so she would do more and more things to make him happy.

While thinking, Chen Xi placed her forehead against Yan Zhen’s, her divine soul entering his dreams to peep at his instinctive desires hidden deep in his heart.

The last “Close Guidance of the Older Female Teacher” was something that had appeared in Yan Zhen’s dream, so she tried her best to replicate it.

The idea of this time’s spaghetti strap nightgown and stone bed massage also came from Yan Zhen.

What would it be this time?

Successfully entering Yan Zhen’s dream, Chen Xi then saw an incredible scene.

Whip, candle, basement.

Queen and boy.

Chen Xi’s face instantly turned red. Watching the domineering queen swing the whip and smack it on the boy’s body, her heart ached, even though the boy looked very pleasured.

–No, no, this is really undoable. Let’s change to the next one.

The scene changed. In an alcohol-smelling hospital room, a boy who got into a car accident injured his hands and couldn’t move. The attending doctor cooperated with the nurse to take care of him from head to toe.

–This one is okay.

The problem was that she was alone. Did she have to split herself into a clone to help? It wasn’t difficult.

Her mind returning to reality, Chen Xi looked at Yan Zhen’s innocent sleeping face and lightly flicked his nose.

“Naughty Zhen’er, the things you’re interested in are always strange. Who knows where you get so many tricks, always teasing this master.”

After saying that, she pursed her lips and smiled, “But who let this master like you? Then I’ll satisfy you~”

Yan Zhen smacked his lips in his sleep and snuggled into her embrace.

…

When Yan Zhen woke up, he was still on a bed, but not the stone bed on the altar, but the wooden bed in his room.

Thinking of his beautiful master’s charm last night and how he couldn’t help but respond, he became uneasy in his heart.

–System, system, my character setting hasn’t collapsed, right?

[The host’s reaction belongs to a normal physiological phenomenon and does not violate the protagonist’s character setting. You can rest assured.]

–That’s great.

Yan Zhen felt relieved and started to reflect.

His beautiful master dual cultivated with him for the sake of his body. How could he only care about enjoying it?

In the future, if there was dual cultivation, he must have a reverent and grateful heart, and not be blinded by the G-cup divine breasts.

Because it was still early, Yan Zhen did some morning exercises before brushing his teeth and washing up. When he arrived at the dining room, he found only Yan Meng’er busy. Yan Ruyu, Mi Xue’er, and Instructor Yu Xuan hadn’t come yet.

Breakfast was already set on the table. Yan Meng’er was preparing what they would eat at noon.

His cousin was wearing the academy uniform, with an apron tied around her waist. Compared to her usual mischievousness, she had more of a good wife’s charm.

Yan Zhen looked at her back and greeted her.

Yan Meng’er didn’t turn her head and continued frying meat patties.

“Good morning, Cousin. Breakfast is ready. Hurry up and sit down to eat.”

“Where are they?”

“Elder Sister and Sister Xue’er seemed to have slept together last night. They probably talked late. Instructor Yu Xuan also looks very tired recently.”

“So they all woke up late? How rare.”

Yan Zhen sat in his usual seat, too lazy to wait for them, and started eating by himself.

When he was almost done eating, Yan Ruyu and Mi Xue’er finally came in yawning. Instructor Yu Xuan was the last to arrive.

“Good morning, Instructor.”

“Morning, morning.”

When Instructor Yu Xuan saw Yan Zhen, her face became unnatural, two small blushes appearing on her cheeks.

For the sake of tonight’s “Secret Teaching”, she had crammed a whole bunch of postures, uh, knowledge all night, so she didn’t get enough rest.

Moreover, in the process of cramming knowledge, she used Yan Zhen as an interactive partner in her mind, as if she had been fantasizing about him all along, so she felt guilty when she saw Yan Zhen.

Instructor Yu Xuan sat across from Yan Zhen and picked up her chopsticks while secretly glancing at him, thinking if he was like her, seemingly calm, but actually looking forward to the evening’s arrival?

She didn’t know that because Yan Zhen had been focusing on drawing the fire talisman for the past three days, coupled with his beautiful master’s gentle comfort, he had temporarily forgotten about the “Secret Teaching” the two had agreed upon.

Yan Zhen downed the soy milk in his cup in one gulp, exhaling a breath of milky fragrance, and then said, “I might come back late tonight. You don’t have to wait for me to eat.”

Upon hearing this, Instructor Yu Xuan thought he was planning to avoid the three girls in advance and then sneak into her room.

It seemed he had already thought of a plan, seemingly even more eager than her~

The beautiful instructor’s lips curved slightly, secretly delighted.

“Little Brother Yan Zhen, are you going to the street?”

“Mm, I’m going to buy some medicinal ingredients. They’re quite rare, so I plan to ask around from store to store.”

In the script, his beautiful master didn’t use the massage method or dual cultivation method to help him alleviate the aftereffects of divine soul palpitation at all, but instead used medicinal assistance from the beginning.

Yan Zhen originally thought he would deviate from the script again, but it turned out to be connecting only now, which was fine.

…

Arriving at the Mystic Academy, Yan Zhen was about to take out paper and pen to draw the fire talisman, but was informed that this morning was a breathing exercise class and he had to go to the qi refining field.

Only then did he suddenly remember that there would soon be a showing off plot that needed to be acted out. He followed behind Mi Xue’er and Yan Ruyu and came to the qi refining field.

The so-called qi refining field was a large classroom engraved with a qi gathering formation. The profound qi of heaven and earth was relatively denser than outside, but the effect was far inferior to the qi gathering formation his beautiful master had engraved for him.

The instructor was an old teacher who taught them to change their breathing rhythm according to the circulation rhythm of the technique, improving the efficiency of qi refining.

[Ding! Key plot begins]

The familiar system prompt sound. Yan Zhen knew it was time for him to show his true skills.

The Imperial Blaze Art activated. With a slight breath, most of the profound qi in the room gathered around Yan Zhen, forming a visible qi vortex swirling around him.

Yan Ruyu and Mi Xue’er sitting beside him and the nearby students all benefited, their breathing speed greatly increased, but those further away from him couldn’t absorb it at all, feeling extremely depressed.

This was the result of Yan Zhen restraining himself.

The celestial sovereign level technique + all profound barriers opened was too domineering!

It even stunned the experienced old instructor.

The students who couldn’t absorb the profound qi all woke up one after another. Seeing the qi vortex centered on Yan Zhen and the students near the qi vortex with obviously accelerated breathing efficiency, some were angry, some were amazed, some were admiring.

Then, many students successively approached Yan Zhen, mostly girls who already had some thoughts about him. Now with a proper reason, they flocked to him one after another.

28 Beautiful Master’s Lap Pillow Massage

Without using yellow paper and vermilion, using only white paper and black ink, it was very difficult to infuse mystic power into the strokes of the talisman pattern. It required more delicate control of the divine soul, and the difficulty was more than doubled.

However, after succeeding, Yan Zhen’s divine soul would slowly give birth to spiritual power and then cultivate the way of alchemy.

He could only continue to work hard.

The system once again issued a task, the same as last time, requiring him to draw the Fire Talisman, but with an additional “successfully give birth to spiritual power”.

Chen Xi still demonstrated for Yan Zhen first, telling him the key points while demonstrating. After the demonstration, she let Yan Zhen start practicing.

Until late at night, Yan Zhen, who had even forgotten to eat dinner, stopped when his stomach started growling.

Chen Xi reached out and rubbed Yan Zhen’s brow, saying indifferently, “Let’s stop here for today, Zhen’er. Go eat dinner and take a bath first. Come back later, and this master will give you a head massage to prevent headaches when you wake up the next day.”

Yan Zhen nodded, “Then I’ll go out first. See you later, Master.”

Activating the Star Shifting Fire Seal, Yan Zhen returned to his room, planning to go to the kitchen to cook some noodles and wash up.

Arriving at the kitchen, Yan Zhen found that the stove was still burning and there was a note on the steaming pot lid:

These are all your portions.

Yan Zhen picked up the note, and the beautiful faces of the four women seemed to appear in his mind, strands of warmth welling up in his heart.

Opening the pot lid, there were three dishes, one soup, and a bowl of rice being kept warm in the pot.

Yan Zhen ate until he was 80% full in the kitchen. After washing the bowls and chopsticks, he went to the bathroom.

This time, Yan Zhen didn’t soak in the bathtub. He rinsed his body, changed into his pajamas, and returned to his room, re-entering the crystal space.

However, the scene before his eyes made him stunned.

A long block protruded on the empty altar, covered with a layer of bedding and hanging with a semi-transparent bed curtain.

His beautiful master was kneeling on the bed. Her usual black long-sleeved dress was changed into a black spaghetti strap nightgown, creating an even stronger black and white contrast with her flawless icy skin and silver long cascading hair, extremely eye-catching.

The black straps hung on her pink-white shoulders, close to her collarbones, forming a shallow V-shaped neckline, pushed up by her G-cup huge peaks into an unattainable arc, the tightly stretched black fabric vaguely revealing round points.

The skirt of the nightgown loosely fell, just covering her rear, exposing a pair of snow-white and plump thighs, side by side forming the highest jade pillow.

Even with such a sexy and alluring attire, Chen Xi still maintained a fairy-like cold aura, but her gaze towards Yan Zhen was filled with loving kindness and gentleness, simply a combination of an angel and a devil.

Yan Zhen couldn’t help but feel his face flushed and heart pounding, thinking why would his beautiful master be dressed like this? The script didn’t mention a single word about it. Last time’s “older female teacher” was the same. Where did his beautiful master get these clothes?

Damn it, why did she look so good?

No, hold it in. He couldn’t be a rebellious disciple and let his character setting collapse!

But he saw Chen Xi smile slightly and beckon to him, softly saying, “Come here quickly, Zhen’er.”

Yan Zhen warned himself while walking over step by step like a wooden man, then stood at the head of the bed, not daring to look too much at his beautiful master, like a student giving a speech on stage for the first time.

Chen Xi felt secretly delighted at Yan Zhen’s restrained reaction, thinking that the silly disciple was actually shy, indicating that her careful dressing up was worth it.

“Zhen’er, what are you standing there for? Lie down, this master will eliminate the aftereffects of your divine soul palpitation for you.”

As she spoke, she patted her thighs with her little hands, the snowy soft flesh of her thighs slightly trembling, making slapping sounds.

“Oh, oh.”

Yan Zhen’s little face was red. He took off his wooden clogs and crawled onto the bed. With his back to his beautiful master, he slowly lay down, his head just resting on his beautiful master’s lap.

A bountiful and soft fleshy sensation came from behind his head, accompanied by a sense of security in his chest, as well as a hot and swelling sensation in another place.

Yan Zhen tried his best to suppress his evil thoughts, not wanting his beautiful master to notice his ugly state.

But Chen Xi had long been staring at his reaction, how could she not know? She just didn’t expose him. Her jade-like hands rested on Yan Zhen’s temples on both sides and gently started massaging him.

Like a spring breeze brushing the face, a faint sense of comfort slowly spread out, transmitting from the head to the whole body.

Yan Zhen gradually relaxed, his whole body feeling lazy.

“Zhen’er, how do you feel about life at the Mystic Academy?”

“It’s okay, it’s just that I can’t learn anything new. The vast majority of knowledge has been taught to me by Master.”

“Are there any particularly beautiful girls in your class?”

“Not really. The most beautiful ones are Elder Sister Ruyu and Senior Sister Xue’er. Oh right, Instructor Yu Xuan is also quite good-looking.”

“Instructor?”

Chen Xi’s movements paused, an unprecedented sense of nervousness arising in her heart. She carefully recalled the gentle and beautiful woman that Yan Zhen had introduced to her in her previous life.

–Is it her?

Yan Zhen felt his beautiful master’s hands stop and quickly realized something was wrong. He explained, “Master, don’t misunderstand. I didn’t take anyone else as my master. An instructor is different from a master. She’s only responsible for guiding my cultivation until graduation. After graduation, I’ll be out of her tutelage. But Master will always be my revered master.”

Chen Xi frowned. These words made her both happy and unhappy, so she lightly knocked on Yan Zhen’s forehead.

“Don’t joke around. How could this master not understand flexibility? Since Zhen’er has become her disciple, you must respect her as a true master and not neglect her.”

–Disrespectful behavior can only be directed at her.

Yan Zhen didn’t think too much and obediently said oh, thinking that his beautiful master was really open-minded, truly worthy of being a half-step Mystic Saint supreme expert!

Chen Xi didn’t speak again and silently gave Yan Zhen a head massage.

After massaging for a while, Chen Xi stopped and asked, “Do you still feel dizzy, Zhen’er?”

Yan Zhen lightly shook his head. A faint stabbing pain came, and he said with a bitter face, “There’s still a little. Maybe it will be better after sleeping. Master, you’ve worked hard too. The massage should be enough here.”

“The aftereffects of divine soul palpitation, if not alleviated in time, will cause big problems. It absolutely cannot be taken lightly.” Chen Xi thought for a moment. “Zhen’er, your divine soul is relatively strong. The aftereffects produced by the palpitation may not be completely alleviated by just a head massage. It still needs medicinal assistance.”

“Then I’ll go buy medicinal ingredients tomorrow.”

“Divine soul-related medicinal ingredients may be difficult to buy here.”

After all, the divine soul was something that only alchemists would cultivate. Ordinary cultivators wouldn’t come into contact with it until the Mystic Ancestor realm and above.

Everything related to the divine soul was not only expensive but also in short supply.

“Then what should we do?”

“Before finding medicinal assistance, we can only use a substitute method for now.”

“What method?”

Chen Xi seemed to hesitate whether to tell Yan Zhen. After a long pause, she leaned close to his ear and softly said those two words.

“Ah, this?” Yan Zhen blinked blankly, then shook his head. “Forget it. I don’t want Master to compromise yourself for me.”

Hearing these words, Chen Xi felt the air around her turn sweet. Her jade-like hands cupped Yan Zhen’s cheeks, looking at him from above, and said with a faint smile, “Zhen’er, with this intention of yours, this master won’t feel compromised at all– Good boy, close your eyes.”

Yan Zhen wanted to say something more, but Chen Xi had already slowly kissed him.

Everything was left unspoken.

27 It’s Time to Take the Initiative

Yan Zhen didn’t know these guys. The badges on their chests showed that they were all students from the junior class, probably related to Yan Meng’er.

“Boy, stay away from Yan Meng’er. She’s not a woman you can lay your hands on!”

The leader, with gray hair and a Smarty look, pointed at Yan Zhen’s shoulder one finger at a time, his tone extremely arrogant, “Beauties are only for the strong. Only I, Tema Sha, can become the boyfriend of the new campus belle.”

Yan Zhen was speechless. What kind of elementary school student’s lines were these? He really wanted to wrap him around a utility pole with a roll of tape.

Brainless villains, and with only the strength of a 3-star Mystic Scholar, they were cannon fodder level in front of him.

The key point was that these villains didn’t appear in the script. Plus, there was no one around now, so there wasn’t even the value of slapping their faces.

Yan Zhen looked at them with disdain, “Let’s find a quiet place to talk.”

Tema Sha said smugly, “Oho, boy, you’re quite cooperative. Let’s go.”

So, under the “coercion” of a few people, Yan Zhen came to the back of the school building.

As soon as they arrived at the spot, Yan Zhen took action.

One punch for each person, like hitting little kids. In no time, only Tema Sha was left.

He had thick skin and endured Yan Zhen’s punch without fainting. He fell to the ground and looked at Yan Zhen, who was wrapped in gold and silver flames like a fire demon, in horror. He wanted to run, but his legs went weak.

Yan Zhen gave him a second punch with a blank expression.

“Extras who don’t appear in the script, don’t add scenes randomly, or your meal box will be deducted. Seriously!”

After dealing with the Smarty group actors, Yan Zhen returned to the classroom. Yan Ruyu and Mi Xue’er were already there, sitting on either side of his seat. Seeing him coming, they didn’t get up to give way.

Yan Zhen curled his lips, thinking, why are you throwing a tantrum at me? It’s not like I didn’t let you go find Meng’er. He went around to the back, tiptoed, and jumped between the two girls, sitting down lightly.

Mi Xue’er immediately chuckled, “Little Brother Yan Zhen, where did you and Meng’er go to eat? Didn’t see you guys in the cafeteria.”

Yan Zhen took out pen and paper from his storage ring and answered casually, “Just found a quiet place.”

Yan Ruyu sniffed and asked suspiciously, “You didn’t do anything strange to Meng’er, right?”

Yan Zhen gave her a blank stare, “This is the academy. What’s in your head? Butts?”

“I—”

Yan Ruyu felt guilty and was at a loss for words for a moment. She just snorted and stopped talking.

Mi Xue’er rolled her eyes and changed the way she asked, “Then did Meng’er do anything strange to you, Little Brother Yan Zhen?”

“Does kissing count as something strange?” Yan Zhen tapped his own cheek, “If it counts, then yes.”

The two girls were stunned upon hearing this.

—This Meng’er actually sneaked a kiss!

—Stinky girl, didn’t we agree to do it together…

Mi Xue’er felt a sense of crisis.

Originally, she didn’t consider Yan Meng’er as a rival, because in the previous life, Yan Meng’er was a loser from the start, and her relationship with Yan Zhen only stayed at the level of cousins. She didn’t expect that in this life, Yan Meng’er had actually reconciled with Yan Zhen and was trying to get into a higher position!

She really had some tricks up her sleeve!

As for Yan Ruyu, she recalled that her younger cousin had already kissed Yan Zhen’s cheek during the Lantern Festival, while she could only watch and hadn’t made any substantial progress until now.

Did Meng’er think she was too much of a burden, so she wanted to leave her behind?

Thinking carefully, it was Meng’er who had been helping her make moves, so she could get closer to Yan Zhen.

Although her cousin always made her do some bold actions, making her feel very embarrassed, it felt sweet when thinking back afterwards.

If Meng’er didn’t lead her, wouldn’t she be unable to get closer to Yan Zhen?

Just like just now, as soon as she opened her mouth, she made Yan Zhen feel impatient. If Meng’er were present, she would definitely say something to harmonize the atmosphere.

At this moment, Yan Ruyu realized the importance of Meng’er’s assistance. She secretly regretted being too much of a burden and felt sorry for her considerate cousin.

Should she be more proactive?

Yan Ruyu looked at Yan Zhen’s profile, in a daze.

After pondering for a long time, she bit her lip and quietly moved her butt, getting closer to Yan Zhen until her elbow just touched his forearm. Then she pretended not to know and lowered her head to read a book.

Mi Xue’er thought to herself that she should also make a serious move, or else if Meng’er took the lead, crying would be useless.

“Little Brother Yan Zhen, you’re still drawing this? Is it done?”

As she spoke, she naturally put her arm on his shoulder, very lightly, not affecting his drawing of the talisman. Her beautiful face also leaned over, curiously looking at the talisman pattern Yan Zhen had drawn, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

Yan Zhen was concentrating on drawing the fire talisman and didn’t pay attention to the small movements of the two girls.

When he entered the state, the system once again popped up the skip prompt.

The system’s skip function was actually quite troublesome. He needed to enter the state and not interact with the outside world before he could choose to skip.

This kind of learning plot was fine, but for painful plots like breaking through the profound barrier, he had to endure the pain for a while before he could skip.

Choosing to skip, the scene in front of Yan Zhen’s eyes gradually blurred and then became clear again. A complete memory of drawing the fire talisman and a profound sense of fatigue also appeared in his mind.

He blinked and found himself walking on the way home from school. Yan Meng’er tightly hooked his arm, the familiar 36D sensation teasing the restless heartstrings.

“Cousin, what’s wrong with you?”

“N-Nothing.”

Yan Zhen shook his head, dispelling the sense of reality fracture in his mind.

“Cousin, should we take a stroll on the street before going back?”

“Let’s forget it today. I want to go back and cultivate.”

“Oh…”

Yan Meng’er lowered her head in disappointment, not saying a word while hooking his arm, like a sad puppy.

Yan Zhen’s heart instantly softened, “I’ll accompany you to shop in a couple of days when I’m free.”

Yan Meng’er’s face instantly regained its vigor, “Really? Then in two days, right? The day after tomorrow afternoon, okay? The weather is getting hot. Meng’er wants to buy some thinner dresses~”

Seeing her changing faces like a drama queen, Yan Zhen was speechless. This cousin’s little tricks were really endless, impossible to guard against.

Returning to the mansion, Yan Zhen immediately locked himself in his room and entered the crystal space. Under the witness of his beautiful master, after three consecutive failures, he finally drew a complete fire talisman with yellow paper and vermilion!

As soon as the fire talisman was completed, the yellow paper self-ignited and turned to ashes, silently scattering.

Chen Xi nodded with satisfaction, “In three or four days, you completed drawing the fire talisman. Zhen’er, you have great talent in the way of talismans.”

Yan Zhen smiled modestly, listening to the task completion prompt in his mind, and casually claimed the reward.

[Special Trump Card – Circle Curse: Casually draw a circle to curse the opponent. The type of curse is random, and the strength varies with the difference in realms.]

It seemed to be something that couldn’t be used for the time being. Yan Zhen put it away as usual. He would wait until he had more trump cards to form a deck.

At present, there was only one “Three Fire Blasts” as a “monster card”. The others were all “magic cards” or “trap cards”, not worthy of much use.

When would a dragon head come?

“Alright, since Zhen’er can already draw a complete fire talisman with yellow paper and vermilion, let’s enter the second stage – draw a complete fire talisman with only white paper and black ink and make it self-ignite.”

26 “Cousin, Try It”

At the Mystic Academy, Yan Zhen once again skipped the tedious process of learning the Fire Talisman. He felt a sense of proficiency in his mind, and he would probably be able to draw the last stroke by night.

Unfortunately, this time he only skipped to the noon break. If he had skipped to the night, he might have succeeded.

Yan Zhen put away the paper and pen. Yan Ruyu and Mi Xue’er beside him didn’t wait for him like usual. They snorted and left the classroom together.

Yan Zhen shook his head helplessly and slowly walked towards the Junior Class 1 to find Yan Meng’er.

“Cousin~”

Yan Meng’er was standing downstairs. When she saw Yan Zhen, she immediately ran over and happily hooked his arm, pressing it against her chest, appearing very intimate.

“Meng’er thought you wouldn’t come~”

Yan Zhen’s mind was distracted by her 36D rubbing against him. Hearing her say that, he curled his lips and said, “If I didn’t come, who knows what you would say about me.”

“Hehe, Cousin is so good~”

“Where are those classmates who ridiculed you?”

Yan Zhen looked around but didn’t see any villainous faces. They were either eating lemons or dog food.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Yan Meng’er’s pretty face. To avoid exposure, she quickly said, “They disappeared as soon as class ended. They should have all gone to the cafeteria.”

“Then let’s go to the cafeteria too.”

“No, Cousin. Let’s not go to the cafeteria. There are so many people there.” Yan Meng’er blinked her eyes, clearly having planned this in advance. “Meng’er brought a lunch box. Let’s find a quiet place to eat.”

“You cooked? Alright then.”

As for Yan Meng’er’s cooking skills, Yan Zhen was still quite approving. Although the dishes were a bit inferior to Instructor Yu Xuan’s, she was very good at making desserts, which could be said to be second to none.

The two came to a grassy area near the wall. There was a big tree beside the grass, just right to cast a patch of shade.

Yan Meng’er spread out a square cloth on the ground, then took out the lunch box from her storage ring, unloading it layer by layer, arranging it, three meat dishes and one vegetable dish, and two bowls of soup.

Yan Zhen was a bit puzzled as to when she made it, as it was so abundant.

Taking the rice box and chopsticks handed over by Yan Meng’er, Yan Zhen ate in big mouthfuls.

–It’s really fragrant~

“Cousin, ah~”

Yan Meng’er picked up a steaming piece of braised pork with preserved vegetables and gestured for Yan Zhen to open his mouth.

Another feeding play? Yan Zhen didn’t want to play this kind of harem novel routine. After all, this was a carefree novel world without a female lead. But the meat was too tempting. It would be a waste not to eat it.

So he opened his mouth and ate the braised pork in one bite.

Yan Meng’er’s eyes immediately lit up, and a charming smile appeared on her pretty face.

“Is it delicious, Cousin?”

Yan Zhen didn’t speak, only using the hand holding the chopsticks to give a thumbs up.

Yan Meng’er said coquettishly, “Meng’er also wants Cousin to feed me.”

I knew you would say that… Yan Zhen thought, casually picking up a piece of egg pancake and stuffing it into her mouth.

“Thank you, Cousin~”

Yan Meng’er cupped her own cheeks with both hands, grinning foolishly, shaking her head and swaying happily.

Seeing her so happy, Yan Zhen couldn’t help but smile too.

“Alright, hurry up and eat. Go back after you finish.”

“Let’s eat slowly. There’s still plenty of time.”

After eating their fill, the brother and sister leaned against each other, leisurely drinking iced oolong tea.

The breeze blew, bringing waves of coolness.

It was truly comfortable.

“Cousin.”

“Hmm?”

“Hypothetically, just hypothetically, if Meng’er never gets married, would Cousin take Meng’er as a concubine according to the clan rules?”

“Why do you keep asking such strange questions? You’re cute and have good cooking skills. How could you not get married?”

“I already said it’s hypothetical. Cousin, don’t avoid the question. Hurry up and answer.”

“I won’t.”

“W-Why?” Yan Meng’er was anxious, thinking that her cousin didn’t think highly of her at all, not even leaving her a concubine’s position. “Cousin still won’t forgive Meng’er?”

Even though she had been reborn and made so many efforts, would she still end up with the same lonely fate as in her previous life?

For a moment, Yan Meng’er’s heart was filled with grievance, and her eyes even turned a bit red.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on top of her head. Looking up, Yan Zhen was gently patting her head, smiling faintly, “A concubine’s status is low, just like a maidservant. Both emotionally and rationally, I wouldn’t let my own cousin suffer such grievance…”

Yan Meng’er’s heart trembled. She sniffled and said shyly, “If it’s Cousin, Meng’er doesn’t feel aggrieved at all.”

“Silly girl, in this world, a girl’s title is still very important. You think this way because you haven’t been bullied by the main wife.”

“Meng’er believes that when Meng’er is bullied, Cousin will be the first to stand up and help Meng’er, just like before.”

Yan Meng’er tilted her head and rested it on Yan Zhen’s shoulder.

“No matter if facing adults or children, many people or few, Cousin would always protect Meng’er behind him.”

“You’re my cousin. If I don’t protect you, who would I protect?”

“Hehe, that’s why Cousin is the best. Meng’er, Meng’er likes Cousin so much.”

As she spoke, Yan Meng’er leaned close to Yan Zhen’s cheek and quickly kissed it.

Smack, leaving a faint wet mark and tea fragrance.

Yan Zhen couldn’t tell for a moment whether Yan Meng’er was talking about the liking between a man and a woman or between siblings. He couldn’t help but feel shy and vigorously wiped the kissed spot.

“We just finished eating. Aren’t you disgusted?”

“It’s not dirty at all. We rinsed our mouths with oolong tea. There’s only the taste of oolong tea. If you don’t believe me, Cousin, try it.”

“Try your–mmph!”

Before he could finish his sentence, Yan Zhen’s mouth was tightly blocked by the girl’s lips.

Yan Meng’er cupped Yan Zhen’s cheeks and kissed him.

Yan Zhen’s eyes widened in shock. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, a small tongue slid in slickly.

Lips and tongues intertwined, all words were stirred up by the dense affection.

After a long time, their lips parted. Both of them were blushing and lightly panting, gazing at each other as they slowly pulled apart.

Yan Meng’er was now shy, delighted, and fearful. She weakly said, “How was it, Cousin? Wasn’t there only the taste of oolong tea?”

Yan Zhen came back to his senses. Hearing these words, he glared at her unhappily, “No, it was all garlic flavor.”

Yan Meng’er instantly became displeased, “There was no garlic in today’s dishes!”

“But I just tasted it.”

“Cousin, you’re so mean. This was my first kiss. Don’t deliberately say nasty things!”

Yan Meng’er was so angry that she used her little fists to pound his chest, and she even used force.

“Who told you to kiss me without permission!”

Yan Zhen endured a few hits, feeling a slight pain, and hurriedly started to defend himself.

The two made a fuss for a while, then tacitly turned a new page on this matter and began to tidy up the mess.

After tidying up, Yan Meng’er hooked Yan Zhen’s arm like before and returned to the Junior Class 1.

Happiness overflowed on the girl’s face. Her beautiful appearance seemed to be radiating a layer of dazzling brilliance, even more charming than usual.

–She kissed her cousin. With this, she had caught up to Huangfu Wenqing. As long as she kept working hard, she would definitely capture her cousin before that woman!

Yan Zhen, however, was very distressed. His cousin’s incestuous tendency was becoming more and more obvious. What should he do?

After sending her back to the Junior Class 1, Yan Zhen was about to return to his own class when he was stopped by a few boys.