Category: They All Want to Be My Female Lead

38. Celebrating the New Year

According to the script, after the family competition, Yan Zhen should prepare to break through to Mystic Disciple 9th stage, but he was already at the 9th stage now.

In order to prevent his cultivation from deviating from the script again, he could only go cultivate other things first, such as his signature skill “Eight Extremes Explosion”.

Yan Zhen went to ask his beautiful master to teach him a fierce mystic technique and successfully obtained the cultivation method for the “Eight Extremes Explosion”.

So in the following period of time, Yan Zhen mainly cultivated the “Eight Extremes Explosion” and secondarily cultivated the “Tai Chi Shock”, arranging his time to be full and busy, living an exhausting yet fulfilling life every day.

His mystic power also became more thick and rich because of this, which made Chen Xi very satisfied. She thought that her precious disciple was indeed able to keep his composure and didn’t rush to advance to Mystic One.

Because Yan Zhen hid in the crystal space and was addicted to cultivation, Yan Meng’er couldn’t find any opportunity to “conquer” him together with cousin Yan Ruyu.

This made Yan Meng’er very disappointed, but Yan Ruyu breathed a big sigh of relief, because the so-called conquering behavior proposed by Yan Meng’er was too embarrassing. Who could complete it!

Half a month later, it was already the end of the year. Yan Zhen successfully mastered the “Eight Extremes Explosion” and could release a double-layered explosive force. The “Tai Chi Shock” also improved a lot.

Yan Zhen stopped cultivating mystic techniques and prepared to advance to Mystic One.

To go from Mystic Disciple to Mystic One, one had to condense the mystic power in the dantian into a vortex. It was very difficult to do it alone and required the assistance of a Condensed Mystic Pill.

Condensed Mystic Pills were extremely precious and hard to find on the market.

However, Yan Zhen didn’t lack Condensed Mystic Pills, because he had his beautiful master.

As long as the medicinal materials were bought, Chen Xi could easily refine Condensed Mystic Pills.

After refining the Condensed Mystic Pill, Yan Zhen cultivated in the Mystic Gathering Formation for a full three days, adjusting himself to the best state before starting to take the pill to advance.

The advancement process was very smooth, because Yan Zhen had already succeeded once when he was eleven years old.

Feeling the surging mystic power in his body, Yan Zhen stretched out lazily. The system’s broadcast immediately sounded in his mind:

[Congratulations to the host for completing the key plot ‘Advancing to Mystic One’. You can go to the corresponding interface to claim the reward.]

Yan Zhen immediately claimed it.

This time it wasn’t a useless special trump card, but a new “Trump Card (1st Grade)”.

The system said that every time he advanced to a major realm, he would obtain a versatile trump card that was only effective for the current realm.

As for the initial “Trump Card (1st Grade)”, it was a novice gift.

He put it away for now. Who knew when it would come in handy?

Yan Zhen wasn’t dissatisfied, because he didn’t have high expectations for these rewards in the first place.

The plot rewards were just the side dish. The real main course was the plot itself.

As long as he developed according to the plot, Yan Zhen would become an invincible man. At that time, what would he lack? Wealth, beauties, status – everything would be at his fingertips.

—This was the big picture.

“Master, I’ve already become a Mystic One. When will you teach me mystic techniques?”

Yan Zhen blinked his limpid big eyes, trying to make himself look as cute as possible to move his beautiful master’s heart.

Of course, his beautiful master wouldn’t be moved by him. She would only indifferently say “Let’s talk about it tomorrow”.

Why did he think so? Because that was what the script said.

However, Chen Xi was actually moved by Yan Zhen’s coquettish demeanor, almost revealing an expression unbefitting of a master.

She hurriedly collected her emotions and said with a faint smile:

“Zhen’er, you just broke through. You should rest first. We’ll talk about the technique tomorrow. Besides, tomorrow is New Year’s Eve. It just so happens that your master will give you a big red envelope~”

A big red envelope? That’s nice. It had a strong ceremonial feeling.

Yan Zhen said happily, “I’ll listen to Master!”

“Mm, these days Zhen’er, you’ve been cultivating non-stop. You should spend time with your family during the New Year. Come back tomorrow night.”

“Alright, I’ll be going then. See you tomorrow, Master.”

Yan Zhen waved his hand, activated the “Star Shifting Fire Seal”, and left the crystal space.

It was already night, but the entire City Lord’s Manor was still busy. It had been like this since two days ago.

However, this had nothing to do with Yan Zhen, because he was the young lord. There were basically no tasks for him.

He asked the servants to bring dinner. After eating simply, he took a bath and went to bed.

On New Year’s Eve, Yan Zhen changed into a new set of clothes specially made for him and went to the manor’s dining hall to have the New Year’s Eve dinner.

The New Year’s Eve dinner of a big family was a grand banquet. The tables were arranged from the dining hall to the courtyard, with two to three hundred tables.

Yan Zhen sat at the main table with Yan Lie. Yan Meng’er, Yan Ruyu, and other ladies sat at another table. The two girls also changed into new dresses in bright colors and put on light makeup. Their eyebrows were pretty, and their figures were graceful, standing out among the many young ladies and women of the same clan.

Seeing Yan Zhen, Yan Meng’er immediately waved her little hand at him happily and even blew him a kiss from a distance.

Yan Zhen smiled slightly in response.

It just so happened that Yan Ruyu also looked over. When she saw Yan Zhen, the polite smile on her face for entertaining others instantly disappeared. But unlike before, she didn’t deliberately snort. Instead, her cheeks turned red, and she quickly lowered her head.

“?”

Yan Zhen wanted to make a face at her to provoke her, but seeing her look away so quickly, he stopped.

After having a happy and harmonious meal, Yan Zhen put the mountain-like red envelopes into his storage ring, then ran to the kitchen to take a few good dishes and to the wine cellar to take a bottle of good wine before returning to his small courtyard.

Tonight, everyone would stay in their rooms to “stay up late”, so he didn’t have to worry about anyone coming over.

He closed the door, locked it, and brought the good wine and dishes he took into the crystal space.

After becoming familiar with the process, Yan Zhen could now directly appear on the altar.

“Master, I’m here!”

Chen Xi, who was meditating with her eyes closed, slowly opened her eyes. Seeing the fragrant and steaming dishes laid out in front of her, she was a bit dazed.

“Zhen’er, what is this?”

“Master, let’s eat the New Year’s Eve dinner together.”

Although there was no such scene in the script, Yan Zhen still wanted to have a New Year’s Eve dinner with his beautiful master to express his gratitude to her.

Eating the New Year’s Eve dinner together?

Chen Xi stood there dumbfounded, unable to say a word for a while.

In her previous life, Yan Zhen didn’t do this. He just did as she instructed, entering the crystal space after eating to accept her technique inheritance.

Why would he now… Was it because of her rebirth, and everything she had done had slowly begun to change the future?

“Master? You… don’t want to eat? Although these are just ordinary dishes, they taste quite good. The wine is also good.”

Chen Xi’s silence made Yan Zhen feel awkward. He thought if he had done something unnecessary.

Perhaps his beautiful master, who was so ethereal, didn’t like to eat mundane dishes?

This was a bit embarrassing.

Just as Yan Zhen was feeling uneasy, Chen Xi smiled gently and said, “Zhen’er, you’re thoughtful. Then your master will have a taste.”

Yan Zhen felt relieved and nimbly set up the bowls and chopsticks.

Chen Xi gently lifted her hand, and a part of the altar under the dishes slowly bulged up, turning into a temporary low table.

“Zhen’er, come sit beside your master.”

 

37. Let’s Marry Cousin Yan Zhen Together

Yan Ruyu was obviously moved, but after being stunned for a moment, she still reacted:

“What does it have to do with me? Can’t you capture him yourself?”

Hearing this, Yan Meng’er said resentfully, “I can’t do it alone. Because we’ve always been very close, Cousin Yan Zhen has developed a strong immunity to my charm. It’s too difficult to take a further step. Cousin, I need your help too.”

“Nonsense. He dislikes me so much. Wouldn’t it be worse if you add me?”

“You don’t know this, cousin. Although cousin says nasty things, he actually likes a mature woman with long legs, a slender waist, and a round butt like you more.”

“Ptui, ptui, ptui.” Yan Ruyu’s cheeks turned red, and she scolded coquettishly, “What big, what round? I think that little brat has corrupted you.”

“Cousin, I’m telling the truth.” Yan Meng’er said in a charming voice, “You think he’s mocking your round butt, but actually, he’s craving it~”

“How is that possible!”

That Yan Zhen, craving her?

“Really. Think carefully. Every time cousin sees you, doesn’t he just stare at your back?”

When she said this, Yan Ruyu immediately recalled the scenes when she met Yan Zhen. Indeed, Yan Zhen always liked to stare at her butt and then talk about it.

But this wasn’t really mockery, but to conceal his fondness?

Yan Ruyu’s rationality told her this wasn’t true, but deep down, she secretly hoped it was true and even felt a trace of joy because of it.

“So he’s a little pervert.”

Yan Ruyu cursed in a low voice, but her tone wasn’t angry. Instead, there was a hint of shyness.

Yan Meng’er breathed a sigh of relief and secretly thought that she had finally pried open her proud cousin’s heart. She was unimaginably stubborn, no wonder in the previous life, cousin would rather hug her and cry than dare to confess.

So silly and pitiful, and very frustrating. It made people want to grab her and loudly say their own feelings.

“According to the kingdom’s laws and clan rules, cousins with distant blood relations can marry the clan leader together to serve and assist him.” Yan Meng’er made a little plan. “Now that Cousin Yan Zhen has recovered his talent, he will definitely be able to inherit the position of city lord and clan leader in the future. At that time, if the two of us marry Cousin Yan Zhen together, wouldn’t that be a wonderful thing~”

This was exactly what Yan Ruyu wanted to hear.

In fact, this was Yan Ruyu’s plan in her previous life.

Most of the clan rules in the Gallo Kingdom had such a clause:

As a cousin’s daughter, if you don’t get married when you reach a certain age, you either arrange a political marriage to be a political tool or serve the clan leader to expand the family line.

Yan Ruyu thought about delaying and delaying until she met the conditions, then “making do” and becoming Yan Zhen’s concubine.

That way, she wouldn’t have to confess in person, and she wouldn’t have to worry about being rejected by Yan Zhen. She could be with him one hundred percent, although the status of a concubine was much lower than the main wife.

However, Yan Zhen later left the Gallo Kingdom and married two wives with very prominent backgrounds.

No one dared to mention the matter of concubines, and Yan Zhen himself had no intention of taking concubines, so much so that it never even came to her turn to serve.

Being passive like this wouldn’t work. She couldn’t even become a concubine. She had to take the initiative.

Yan Meng’er stared at Yan Ruyu with utmost seriousness.

Yan Ruyu didn’t dare to look directly at her gaze and weakly refuted, “That kind of thing is too far in the future. Our key task now is still cultivation, striving to graduate from the Mystic Academy and enter the Sacred Academy for further study…”

“We should practice cultivation and pursue love. Why can’t we do both?” Yan Meng’er was full of motivation. “Anyway, it’s settled. Cousin, you have to help me capture Cousin Yan Zhen together.”

“Damn girl, I haven’t agreed yet.”

Hearing the intention of backing out in her tone, Yan Meng’er instantly became unhappy. Did she talk for so long in vain?

“Cousin, if you go back on your word, I’ll tell everyone that you like Cousin Yan Zhen, have liked him for many years, and have liked him like crazy since he spanked you.”

“Wha—”

“—And!” Yan Meng’er mercilessly interrupted, “Every time cousin sees Cousin Yan Zhen, that night, you’ll definitely do embarrassing things while thinking of him; occasionally dreaming of him, you have to change your panties the next day when you get up; his things, no matter what, you’ll carefully keep them, including the paper airplane he deliberately folded very pointy to specifically poke your butt, and even a pair of his boxers that you took when he intentionally took off his pants to make you reveal an opening when he couldn’t beat you.”

Hearing this, Yan Ruyu’s eyes widened, shocked to the extreme.

These were all “top secrets” deep in her heart that she didn’t dare to recall usually. How did her cousin know?

“Meng’er, you, you…”

“There’s more. Cousin, you’ve always wanted to cause trouble for Cousin Yan Zhen, not really to take revenge, but to be caught by him again, and then, hehehe~”

Yan Meng’er covered her little mouth with her hand, and her eyes revealed a little devilish smile.

Yan Ruyu felt that she was about to faint from embarrassment. Her entire head was hot, and the blush on her face spread all the way to her collarbone.

She wished she could dig a hole under her feet and bury herself in it, leaving the worldly hustle and bustle behind.

“Stop talking!” She screamed, “I promise you, alright!”

“Really? That’s great~”

Yan Meng’er changed her face like flipping a book, happily hugging Yan Ruyu.

“Good cousin, love you~”

However, Yan Ruyu didn’t feel her cousin’s love at all and even wanted to beat her up, letting her know how serious the consequences of teasing her cousin were!

She gritted her teeth and bit her lower lip. It took a long time for her to calm her emotions before she asked in a low voice, “Those things just now, where did you hear them from, Meng’er? There’s no basis at all. It’s completely fabricated!”

Yan Meng’er deliberately blinked her eyes and said innocently, “Is it fabricated?”

“Of course it is!” Yan Ruyu emphasized loudly and asked again, “Who on earth told you? I’ll tear that person’s mouth apart!”

—Hehe, it’s cousin from the previous life~

Yan Meng’er almost laughed out loud.

In the previous life, when the two of them slept together, they often talked about private bedroom matters. She got these things out of Yan Ruyu bit by bit.

“I just guessed it myself.” Yan Meng’er smiled faintly. “Didn’t I guess anything right at all?”

“Not even a bit!”

“Oh~”

“Damn girl, don’t say what you just said. You can’t tell anyone, including Yan Zhen. Understand?!”

“I know. I’m cousin’s good sister. How could I say some unfounded rumors? However, if cousin goes back on her word, then Meng’er will easily let it slip~”

Yan Ruyu could barely resist the urge to strangle her.

“I shouldn’t have let you get so close to Yan Zhen. He has completely corrupted you!”

“Oh my, cousin. You’re saying that again. You obviously like it when Cousin Yan Zhen teases you.”

“You- you get lost!”

Yan Ruyu: ヽ(#`Д’)ノ

Yan Meng’er: φ(>ω<*)

……

At the same time, in Yan Zhen’s room—

“Achoo!”

Yan Zhen let out a big sneeze, rubbing his nose while thinking about who was cursing him.

“Forget it. This isn’t important. Hurry up and cultivate. Advancing to Mystic One is the right path.”

After advancing to Mystic One, he would be able to learn mystic techniques.

The mystic techniques he wanted to learn were super cool.

36. Heart-to-Heart Between Sisters

“That’s because cousin always says one thing but means another, especially when it comes to matters related to Cousin Yan Zhen.”

Yan Meng’er blinked and directly dropped a bombshell:

“Actually, cousin likes Cousin Yan Zhen, right?”

As soon as these words came out, Yan Ruyu’s face instantly turned bright red. She jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on:

“Nonsense! How- how could I possibly like that little brat? It’s utterly ridiculous… Meng’er, if you continue like this, I’m going to get angry!”

“It doesn’t matter if cousin doesn’t admit it. However, I really like Cousin Yan Zhen.” Yan Meng’er said frankly, “Not just the liking between a younger cousin and an older cousin, but also the liking between a man and a woman.”

Yan Ruyu glanced at her cousin and snorted, “You’ve loved sticking to him since you were little. It’s obvious even without saying it.”

“Isn’t cousin the same? Because you’ve been secretly watching Cousin Yan Zhen, you can immediately appear and catch him to spank his butt when he’s being tyrannical.”

“I- that was supervising him.” Yan Ruyu explained, “You know how arrogant that little brat was when he was young. If I didn’t keep an eye on him, the other children would all be bullied by him.”

“No way. Cousin Yan Zhen was just a bit naughty. He rarely bullied other children… There were many more arrogant people than him, but cousin didn’t go to manage them. You just kept watching Cousin Yan Zhen and still say you don’t like him.”

Yan Meng’er pouted, “Everyone could see that cousin treats cousin differently.”

“I said I don’t—”

“—Still not admitting it?” Yan Meng’er frowned, “Then I’ll go tell Cousin Yan Zhen all these things. This way, cousin should also think that cousin likes him.”

What?

As soon as Yan Ruyu heard this, a terrible scene immediately appeared in her mind:

Yan Zhen picked his nose in a despicable manner, “Huh? I heard you like me? That’s really great because I don’t like you. Your butt is too big, hahahaha~”

It was simply hell! Yan Ruyu didn’t dare to imagine further.

“Yan Meng’er, you dare!”

“Of course I dare.” Yan Meng’er said nonchalantly, “Anyway, I’m not the one who will be embarrassed.”

Seeing her pose of really wanting to do it, Yan Ruyu instantly panicked. Half aggrieved and half threatening, she said:

“Meng’er, what’s wrong with you? I just got back, and you keep saying annoying things. If you don’t like being with me, then go find your Cousin Yan Zhen. I won’t pay attention to you!”

After saying that, she quickly walked into her own courtyard.

“Oh my, cousin~” Seeing that she was really angry, Yan Meng’er immediately followed and held Yan Ruyu’s arm, showing affection, “Just admit it. Anyone with eyes can see that you have feelings for Cousin Yan Zhen. You’re the only one who thinks you’ve hidden it well. How embarrassing.”

“You damned girl, are you asking for a beating? Do you not take me, your cousin, seriously anymore?”

Yan Ruyu disdainfully slapped Yan Meng’er’s little hand, putting on an air of “don’t touch me, I’m not familiar with you”.

Yan Meng’er sighed a bit wearily, “Does cousin think that Cousin Yan Zhen doesn’t have the dazzling talent he had before, so there won’t be any girls who like him besides me, and it’s okay to take it slow?”

“Only you, Meng’er, are blind enough to take a fancy to that little brat. If it were other girls, they wouldn’t even bother to look at him.”

Perhaps because she was overstimulated, Yan Ruyu vented her anger on Yan Zhen and deliberately said bad things about him.

“Sigh, cousin, you’re wrong. Cousin Yan Zhen is very popular, like that Huangfu Wenqing. Not only did she not break off the engagement, but she also plans to have Cousin Yan Zhen marry into Cloud Heaven Palace.”

Yan Meng’er’s tone was full of melancholy.

Yan Ruyu was stunned for a moment, and her heart started to panic a little:

“Huangfu Wenqing? Could it be…”

“It’s Cousin Yan Zhen’s fiancée. Grandpa City Lord and Grandpa Huangfu personally arranged their marriage.”

“Wasn’t Huangfu Wenqing accepted as the personal disciple of the State Preceptor? She was even conferred the title of Princess by the King. I heard that many princes and nobles in the capital want to betroth her. How could she still fancy that little brat?” Yan Ruyu pursed her lips, “Is it because his talent has recovered? Or is it the intention of Old General Huangfu?”

“When Huangfu Wenqing came, Cousin Yan Zhen’s talent hadn’t recovered yet. Old General Huangfu also didn’t force his granddaughter to marry. It was all Huangfu Wenqing herself. I don’t know if she discovered Cousin Yan Zhen’s hidden good points, but she unexpectedly pestered him and wouldn’t let go. It’s really infuriating!”

When it came to Huangfu Wenqing, Yan Meng’er was very angry.

That woman actually dared to secretly kiss her Cousin Yan Zhen. She had only met Cousin Yan Zhen a few times but was already throwing herself at him like this, without any restraint of a proper lady!

She was just a mere fiancée. For Cousin Yan Zhen, wasn’t she, this cousin – oh, plus another cousin – better?

“Huangfu Wenqing likes Yan Zhen… and wants to take him to Cloud Heaven Palace as a live-in son-in-law… The State Preceptor won’t agree, right?”

Yan Ruyu was still hoping for a plot twist, but Yan Meng’er shook her head and said:

“This is the intention of the State Preceptor. Insisting in cultivate Huangfu Wenqing as the successor of Cloud Heaven Palace, only taking in a husband and not marrying out.”

At this point, Yan Meng’er let out another long sigh:

“Cousin, you understand, right? If Cousin Yan Zhen really becomes the live-in son-in-law of Cloud Heaven Palace, then we won’t have the slightest hope.”

A live-in son-in-law naturally wouldn’t have the right to take concubines, which meant that she and her cousin couldn’t even be his mistresses.

This was also the place where Yan Meng’er hated Huangfu Wenqing.

She blocked the path for the sisters at once, enjoying everything herself and not even leaving soup for others. It was simply going too far!

Yan Ruyu’s willow brows were tightly knitted, and her pearly teeth lightly bit her red lips. She was also obviously aware of the seriousness of the problem, but she quickly reacted and still stubbornly said:

“What does this have to do with me? If he wants to marry in, let him marry in. Meng’er, if you can’t bear to part with him, then go ‘accompany the bride’ together.”

“How would Huangfu Wenqing agree? Cousin, you don’t know how hateful she is. She intentionally seduced Cousin Yan Zhen and even kissed him.”

“Kissed!?”

Yan Ruyu’s footsteps paused, and her eyes slightly widened. She felt it was unbelievable, and her chest also felt stuffy.

Yan Meng’er continued to stimulate her:

“Yes, not on the face, but mouth to mouth.”

As she spoke, she even pouted her cherry-pink lips and made a “smooch” sound. Then she added:

“It seems she even stuck her tongue in and ate a lot of Cousin Yan Zhen’s saliva.”

“Tongue… saliva…”

Yan Ruyu seemed to have imagined such a scene: under the moonlight, a man and a woman, kissing, rerorerorero~

“Simply- simply shameless!” Yan Ruyu’s cheeks were dyed a crimson red. She said in embarrassment and anger, “Meng’er, you- you didn’t stop them?”

“How dare I? Huangfu Wenqing is a Five-Star Mystic One. Even Cousin Yan Zhen couldn’t resist and could only obediently let her violate him.”

Cousin is so pitiful, sob sob sob~

“So, cousin, if you don’t hurry, Cousin Yan Zhen will be taken to Cloud Heaven Palace by that bad woman Huangfu Wenqing. If he marries in, Cousin Yan Zhen won’t be happy either. Cousin, you don’t want Cousin Yan Zhen to be ridiculed every day for marrying above his station after entering Cloud Heaven Palace, right?”

Yan Ruyu began to waver:

“But I can’t do anything either.”

“Of course you can.” Yan Meng’er persuaded step by step, “That Huangfu Wenqing is so arrogant, she definitely won’t be willing to share the same man with others. If we sisters can capture Cousin Yan Zhen first, then she will take the initiative to break off the engagement. At that time, won’t everyone be happy?”

35. The Resentful Cousin

Yan Ruyu, unlike Yan Meng’er, had an extremely poor relationship with Yan Zhen.

When they were young, Yan Zhen was very naughty and was a leader among the children. As the elder sister, Yan Ruyu couldn’t stand it. She often caught him, pulled down his pants, and spanked his butt, being quite fierce.

Due to the age gap, Yan Zhen was no match for Yan Ruyu at all. Every time, he could only obediently submit.

But as Yan Zhen grew up and his talent emerged, his cultivation gradually caught up to Yan Ruyu, who was three years older than him.

Then, when Yan Zhen was ten years old, when Yan Ruyu still wanted to catch him and teach him a lesson, Yan Zhen turned the tables and captured her, pulled down her pants, and fiercely spanked her butt, getting his big revenge!

At that time, Yan Ruyu was already a teenage girl. When she came back to her senses, she was extremely embarrassed and angry. She drew her sword and chased Yan Zhen for more than a dozen streets, but still couldn’t catch up. In the end, she could only give up resentfully.

Thus, the two evolved into a relationship where they would fight whenever they met, a true pair of resentful enemies.

Seeing the long sword stabbing over, Yan Zhen didn’t dodge or avoid it. Instead, he lazily leaned back, propped his elbows on the table, crossed his legs, and assumed the posture of a big shot, looking at Yan Ruyu with an unperturbed attitude.

As he expected, the sword tip suddenly stopped when it was three inches away from Yan Zhen.

“You little brat, why didn’t you dodge?!”

Yan Zhen snorted, “Why should I dodge? If you dare to stab me, I dare to play the victim. I won’t stop until I extort three to five million from you!”

“Ptui! At such a young age, your belly is full of bad ideas! I’m too lazy to stoop to your level.”

With that, Yan Ruyu quickly sheathed her sword, reached out, and pulled Yan Meng’er to her side, asking with concern, “Meng’er, how are you? Are you alright?”

“Cousin, I’m fine. I was just joking around with Cousin Yan Zhen.” Yan Meng’er mediated, “By the way, cousin, why did you come back so early? The Mystic Academy shouldn’t be on vacation yet, right?”

At the mention of this, Yan Ruyu’s expression changed slightly. She hesitated a bit and said, “I- I took leave to come back. Anyway, the vacation is coming soon. I originally wanted to come and watch the family competition, but I was delayed on the way. The sun was about to set when I arrived. Is the competition today or tomorrow?”

So cousin rushed to cousin’s courtyard as soon as she got home? She must be worried that cousin was injured in the competition, right? Yan Meng’er pondered and replied, “The competition ended at noon.”

“I see. Did anything strange happen?”

“No, why do you ask?”

“Oh, it’s good if nothing happened…” Yan Ruyu avoided Yan Meng’er’s question, “Meng’er, what place did you get?”

Yan Meng’er smiled faintly, “I lost to Cousin Yan Zhen.”

“Lost to Yan Zhen?” Yan Ruyu pointed at Yan Zhen, “To him?”

Hearing Yan Ruyu’s doubt, Yan Meng’er immediately started praising Yan Zhen, “Cousin Yan Zhen is very powerful now. Not only has his cultivation reached Mystic Disciple 8th stage, but he also defeated Cousin Yan Mo, who is at the 9th stage, in a cross-stage battle. He got first place in this competition, and all the elders praised him – right, cousin?”

“What?” Yan Ruyu was stunned. She turned her head to look at Yan Zhen and asked in surprise, “Your talent has recovered?”

“Mmhmm~”

Yan Zhen raised his chin.

“Really? Let me see.”

Saying that, Yan Ruyu tried to grab Yan Zhen’s hand. Yan Zhen hurriedly dodged.

“What are you doing? Don’t grope me. There’s nothing to see.”

Yan Ruyu’s movement paused, then she withdrew her hand and gave him a look.

“If you don’t want to show me, then I don’t want to bother with you either. It’s just Mystic Disciple 8th stage. You can’t even take one move from me.”

Yan Zhen glanced at Yan Ruyu’s chest area. There were four star badges pinned there, representing that she was at the Four-Star Mystic One realm.

“You’ve been studying at the Mystic Academy for two years and only reached Four-Star Mystic One. You’re not that great either.”

When Yan Ruyu entered the Mystic Academy, she was at Mystic Disciple 9th stage. Advancing to Four-Star Mystic One in two years wasn’t considered slow, but Yan Zhen was a One-Star Mystic One at the age of eleven, so he had the qualification to say such things.

“Anyway, I’m still stronger than you.”

“That’s not for sure.”

“Oh? Then do you want to try?”

“Wait until I advance to Mystic One, and I’ll let you know how powerful I am.”

“That will have to wait until next year at least~”

“Then next year it is. Remember to wash your butt clean.”

“You- little pervert, you’re asking for a beating!”

Yan Ruyu was originally trading insults with Yan Zhen evenly, but as soon as she heard him mention “butt”, her defense immediately broke.

Yan Zhen showed a look of smugness. In his banter with Yan Ruyu, nothing else was important. As long as he said things like “butt” to break her defense, he would have met the acting requirements. So easy!

Seeing this, Yan Meng’er hurriedly inserted herself between the two and played the role of a peacemaker.

“Cousin, don’t be angry. Cousin Yan Zhen was just joking.”

Yan Ruyu suppressed her anger and left a threat, “Little brat, don’t let me catch an opportunity, or I definitely won’t let you off easily.”

Yan Zhen spread his hands and said, “You’re the one who should be careful, careful that your bu-tt blo-ss-oms.”

Alright, the anger that had just subsided instantly soared back.

Yan Ruyu glared at Yan Zhen fiercely, and Yan Zhen glared back, not wanting to lose.

Their eyes met, and their gazes seemed to spark fire!

Yan Meng’er covered her forehead and sighed lightly.

Actually, she was a bit envious of Yan Ruyu’s relationship with Yan Zhen.

The two only showed a unique side of themselves in front of each other.

Yan Ruyu was usually mature and steady, knowing how to take care of her younger siblings. She was a reliable elder sister. But when she encountered Yan Zhen, she easily went berserk and couldn’t control her emotions at all.

As for Yan Zhen, he was also usually a man of few words, keeping his thoughts to himself. But when he saw Yan Ruyu, he would start being sarcastic, specifically targeting the things that annoyed her.

Unfortunately, cousin was too proud and not charming enough in front of Cousin Yan Zhen. By the time she finally admitted her feelings, it was too late.

However, since she was reborn, she definitely wouldn’t let the regrets of her previous life replay.

This time, she would lead cousin to conquer Cousin Yan Zhen together, and they must capture him before other women do!

Yan Meng’er was burning with fighting spirit!

The two resentful enemies glared at each other for a while. Yan Ruyu was the first to withdraw her gaze. She grabbed Yan Meng’er and said, “Meng’er, let’s go back. Don’t stay here. You’ll be infected with bad habits.”

With that, she walked out.

Yan Meng’er couldn’t refuse, so she could only say quickly, “Cousin, Meng’er will go back first. I’ll come find you again tomorrow~”

Yan Zhen waved at her.

“Oh my, cousin, don’t walk so fast.”

Yan Meng’er hurried to catch up with Yan Ruyu’s pace.

Only after leaving the courtyard did Yan Ruyu ask, “Meng’er, when did you reconcile with Yan Zhen?”

“Three months ago.” Yan Meng’er smiled and said, “Because Meng’er knew that I did the wrong thing, I took the initiative to apologize to Cousin Yan Zhen. Cousin Yan Zhen also forgave me very quickly.”

“What are you apologizing for? It’s his own fault for being useless and causing you to be ridiculed by others.” Yan Ruyu said expressionlessly, “If it were me, I wouldn’t pay attention to him anymore.”

Hearing this, Yan Meng’er teased, “Cousin wouldn’t ignore Cousin Yan Zhen. Didn’t you rush straight to cousin’s courtyard as soon as you got home?”

“…I went to find you!” Yan Ruyu explained guiltily, “Who told you to always run to his place for no reason?”

“Then did cousin go to my family’s courtyard?”

“Of- of course I did.”

“Then I’ll go back and ask my mother.”

“Meng’er!” Yan Ruyu became anxious and put on the air of an elder sister, “You don’t believe what your sister says?”

34. The Sudden Appearance of Yan Ruyu

Yan Zhen felt that this couldn’t go on.

Yan Meng’er was really too “dangerous”. She always acted out of the ordinary, and if he continued to interact with her like this, he was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to maintain his protagonist character setting.

Perhaps this was the consequence of his soft-heartedness. According to the script, Yan Zhen should have maintained a subtle distance with Yan Meng’er.

They had reconciled, but not completely. They would only fully let go when they reunited a few years later.

Moreover, maintaining a distance was also beneficial for alleviating Yan Meng’er’s brother complex.

Yan Zhen withdrew his wandering thoughts and said indifferently, “Meng’er, you made mistakes repeatedly. Do you think just spanking your butt will make me forgive you?”

Hearing this, Yan Meng’er hurriedly said, “Meng’er knows her mistakes and is willing to accept any punishment from cousin, as long as cousin doesn’t stay angry at Meng’er~”

“Really willing to accept any punishment?”

“Yes, Meng’er is willing.”

“Alright then, sit down first.”

“Ah? Cousin, not continuing to spank me?” Yan Meng’er’s tone was quite regretful. She wagged her butt like a puppy. “You only spanked once.”

What spanking, who could endure more spanking?

Yan Zhen suspected that this girl was inducing him into incest, but he had no evidence.

Smack!

Yan Zhen symbolically spanked Yan Meng’er’s butt again. Hearing her deliberately let out a moan, he said irritably, “Enough, hurry up and sit down.”

Only then did Yan Meng’er get up. She rolled her eyes and sat on Yan Zhen’s lap with her butt.

The soft and springy sensation was transmitted from his legs, and the girl’s fragrance assailed his nostrils.

Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then the veins on his forehead bulged.

Smack!

Another spank. Yan Meng’er jumped up with an “ouch”, her little face becoming rosy, a guilty expression on her face.

“Sit properly.”

Yan Zhen crossed his arms, displaying the sternness of an elder brother.

“Oh~”

Seeing Yan Zhen’s serious expression, Yan Meng’er didn’t dare to play tricks anymore. She obediently sat in the position directly facing Yan Zhen and looked at her cousin timidly, saying shyly and expectantly, “How does cousin want to punish Meng’er?”

“Humph.” Yan Zhen sneered coldly, “In view of Meng’er’s repeated mistakes, your cousin is now very angry. I’m punishing you to advance to the Mystic One realm within half a year. Before that, you’re not allowed to approach my courtyard, let alone approach me!”

“Ah?”

Yan Meng’er never thought it would be this kind of punishment. Her originally expectant expression instantly turned into real panic. Not being able to stick to Cousin Yan Zhen for half a year, she would wither away from the lack of cousin elements!

“No! No way! Cousin, change the punishment, okay? Spank Meng’er’s butt, okay? Or let Meng’er bark like a puppy for cousin. Anything but this!”

“No change. It’s decided. A punishment that scares you is a real punishment!”

“Cousin!” Yan Meng’er became agitated, her eyes showing a hint of tears. She pounced on Yan Zhen’s legs, hugging them tightly, and said deeply, “Meng’er can accept any punishment, but please don’t make Meng’er leave you. Meng’er really knows her mistakes. Cousin, please forgive Meng’er this time.”

Her voice was already choking with sobs.

She was reborn and had managed to make up for the mistakes of her previous life, reconciling with Yan Zhen. What she feared most was Yan Zhen distancing himself from her again like a stranger.

The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. Even with the mentality of thirty years from her previous life, Yan Meng’er couldn’t help but start sobbing.

Hearing Yan Meng’er’s crying, Yan Zhen’s head instantly swelled like a bucket.

This… isn’t this too much? How did she suddenly start crying? It made it seem like he was bullying her.

No, he had to harden his heart here. Short-term pain was better than long-term pain!

“My decision is final. Hurry back and cultivate well.”

“No, don’t drive Meng’er away. Meng’er doesn’t want to leave cousin, wuwuwu…”

Yan Meng’er hugged Yan Zhen’s legs tightly, refusing to let go. Her tears wet his pant legs.

“Really not going back?”

Yan Meng’er shook her head hard.

“…”

Yan Zhen didn’t expect that Yan Meng’er, who usually obeyed his every word, would show such strong resistance on this matter. He felt that he had gone a bit too far and hurriedly changed his words, “Alright, alright, don’t cry. If you’re not going back, then don’t go back.”

Yan Meng’er’s crying paused. She raised her teary face that resembled a small flower cat, sniffled, and said, “Really? Cousin isn’t angry at Meng’er anymore?”

Yan Zhen grunted reluctantly.

“Cousin is the best!”

The stubbornness in Yan Meng’er’s eyes instantly turned into joy. She hugged Yan Zhen’s legs and rubbed her little face against them.

Yan Zhen sighed inwardly, thinking why he couldn’t be ruthless. Yan Meng’er was good, but she was a ticking time bomb that disrupted the plot.

“Can you let go of me now?”

Yan Meng’er glanced at Yan Zhen and carefully let go of her arms, standing up.

“If cousin is still angry, you can vent it on Meng’er. Meng’er is willing to be cousin’s punching bag~”

Yan Zhen gave her a look. “How are you going to do that?”

However, he saw Yan Meng’er lying on the table again, sticking out her jade butt. After a moment of hesitation, she actually took the initiative to lift her skirt to her waist, revealing that perfect half-moon shape wrapped in pink panties.

“Like this?”

Yan Zhen’s eyes widened. Again? Is there no end to this? I really shouldn’t have—

“—Meng’er! Are you here?”

A familiar female voice suddenly came from outside the door, causing both of their movements to pause at the same time.

Bang! The door was rudely kicked open. A slender jade leg wearing black stockings stepped in first, followed by the person’s appearance entering Yan Zhen and Yan Meng’er’s sight.

A girl more mature than the two of them, wearing a blue and white school uniform, her long black hair tied into a single ponytail on the right, leaving only the hair on the left side to naturally fall to her chin.

Under the uniform, her curves were fully exposed, highlighting her beautiful figure. Especially that butt, to put it crudely, it was clearly good for childbearing at a glance.

“Cousin?”

“Yan Ruyu?”

Yan Meng’er and Yan Zhen immediately recognized the other party.

Yan Ruyu, the granddaughter of the Second Elder, three years older than them, currently cultivating at the Mystic Academy in Silver Moon City.

According to the script (previous life), Yan Ruyu would only come back for the New Year at the end of the year. Why did she suddenly appear?

While the two were stunned, Yan Ruyu also saw clearly the scene in the room:

Her cousin, with whom she had an extremely good relationship, was sticking out her butt and lying on the table, while the hateful male cousin was sitting next to her “admiring the beautiful scenery”.

In an instant, a hundred intimate scenes flashed through Yan Ruyu’s mind. She was both embarrassed and angry, “Yan Zhen! What do you want to do to Meng’er?”

As she spoke, with a clang, she drew the sword at her waist.

Hearing this, Yan Meng’er quickly straightened her body and explained, “Cousin, it’s not what you think. It has nothing to do with Cousin Yan Zhen…”

Yan Zhen also had the guilty conscience of being caught doing something bad, but he didn’t show it. Instead, he immediately entered the scene and said indifferently, “What does it have to do with you, woman with a big butt?”

Yan Ruyu’s beautiful eyes widened. She gritted her teeth and said, “What, what did you call me?”

“Didn’t hear clearly? Then I’ll repeat it again. Woman, with, a big, butt.”

“Little pervert, I see you’re itching for a beating!”

Yan Ruyu could no longer bear it. With a sword, she stabbed towards Yan Zhen.

33. Is She Intentionally Making Him Break Character?

Originally, Yan Zhen was very worried that using the “Taichi Shock” to defeat Yan Mo would affect the completion level of the plot. It seemed that this plot segment was “learning a general mystic technique from the beautiful master and then using this general mystic technique to defeat Yan Mo in the family competition”. The discrepancies in the details could be ignored.

[Host is wrong. The details cannot be ignored.]

“But I didn’t follow those details, and the plot still reached 100% completion.”

[That’s because the system made corrections for the plot flaws, but the system’s ability to correct is limited. Once it exceeds the system’s capabilities, the plot will become distorted. Please try your best to completely restore the plot.]

“Damn, why didn’t you say so earlier? Fortunately, I tried my best to bring everything back on track before.”

Yan Zhen was startled and secretly rejoiced at his professional attitude. He didn’t stop acting just because one or two characters broke their character settings.

“System-chan, is there anything else you haven’t told me? For example, what happens if the plot completion doesn’t reach 100%?”

[It means the host’s acting skills are like dog shit and need to be redone. Ptooey!]

The system’s tone was very disdainful, but its expression was quite stiff.

Yan Zhen sweated a little. It was the first time he heard the system talk like this.

“Can we start over?”

[Yes.]

“Unlimited?”

[Three times at most.]

“Three times, that’s good. There’s a certain margin for error.” Yan Zhen nodded with satisfaction. “What else? Is there anything else you haven’t said?”

[Congratulations to the host for completing the key plot of the family competition. The host is so handsome, mwah~]

“…”

So there’s no need for a bunch of codes for the kiss sound!

Yan Zhen casually put away the system interface and stood on the stage to accept Yan Lie’s praise and award. The prize was ten thousand crystal coins and a Condensed Mystic Pill.

Ten thousand crystal coins were quite a lot as pocket money. What was truly valuable was the Condensed Mystic Pill. This was a second-grade medicinal pill that could only be refined by a second-grade alchemist. It was used for advancing from Mystic Disciple to Mystic One and was extremely precious.

However, the beautiful master could easily refine Condensed Mystic Pills with even higher quality, so it seemed rather useless to Yan Zhen.

—Should I give it to Meng’er?

In the script, there was a scene of secretly giving medicine to Yan Meng’er.

As for the ten thousand crystal coins, it was better than nothing. After all, Yan Zhen had millions in his possession. In three months, he only spent around five hundred thousand, most of which was used to buy medicinal materials for cultivation. The remaining nine million was enough for him to spend for a long time.

After receiving the reward, the competition officially ended, and the family members rarely gathered for a meal.

“Zhen’er, I was really surprised that you actually advanced to Mystic Disciple 8th stage.”

At the table, Yan Lie couldn’t stop smiling. His old eyes kept looking at Yan Zhen with incomparable pride.

Other uncles and elders also said some close words to him.

Yan Zhen smiled shyly, not paying much attention to it.

“Eh? Zhen’er, your aura doesn’t seem like Mystic Disciple 8th stage?”

Yan Zhen was startled, thinking if Grandpa had noticed that he was concealing his cultivation level.

In the Mystic Disciple realm, the mystic power was low. Unless one actively probed, it was very difficult to judge the specific strength of a Mystic Disciple just by sensing the aura.

However, Yan Lie was at the Mystic General realm and had keen insight. It was normal for him to see through it.

But according to the script, he should be at the 8th stage now. It was best to hide the matter of advancing to the 9th stage.

“You- you saw through it, Grandpa. To be honest, I might break through to the 9th stage very soon.”

“What? You’re going to break through again? Good, very good. As expected of my grandson!”

“Hehehe~”

Yan Zhen was a little flustered. After eating a few bites, he found an excuse and quickly slipped away from Yan Lie’s watchful eyes, returning to his room and tightly closing the door.

After drinking some tea and lying on the bed, Yan Zhen brought up the system interface and claimed the plot completion reward.

“Special Trump Card: Cross-Stage Combat? After using it, you can contend against a powerful enemy one major realm above your own, limited to below Mystic King.”

Ah, this—

“Isn’t Cross-Stage Combat a standard configuration for the protagonist? How can it be given out as a reward? System, you’re being too perfunctory.” Yan Zhen was a bit dissatisfied. “And last time, the reward for cultivating a general mystic technique was called ‘Special Trump Card: Lucky Pervert’. What’s the use of that?”

[Special Trump Card: Lucky Pervert can actively trigger lucky pervert events, facilitating the host in completing related plots. Although this is a harem novel world without a female lead, being a lucky pervert is a standard configuration for the protagonist and is indispensable.]

“So don’t treat standard configurations as rewards!”

Yan Zhen tried hard to retort, “And aren’t there any cooler cards? Like ones that can become my Tamashii(1)*, a blue dragon, a black mage, and such.”

[None.]

“…”

Tap tap tap, someone knocked on the door, and a girl’s coquettish voice also came through:

“Cousin, it’s me~”

Yan Zhen got off the bed and ran to open the door, letting her in. But he saw that the stupid cousin had a pitiful expression on her face and was holding a small whip in her hand.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“Is cousin angry at Meng’er again?”

“No, I’m not.”

“Don’t say you’re not. We agreed to go for a walk together after dinner, but cousin left Meng’er behind and went off alone.”

Oh no, he was thinking about not letting Grandpa find out that he had concealed his cultivation level, so he slipped away early and forgot about the agreement to take a walk with Meng’er after the meal. How embarrassing.

Yan Zhen scratched his head and said awkwardly, “That was… an accident?”

However, Yan Meng’er didn’t believe his words and said with teary eyes, “Meng’er knows she shouldn’t have surrendered on her own during the competition, making cousin’s victory not glorious enough. So Meng’er prepared the whip herself. Cousin can whip Meng’er’s butt to vent his anger, just like in the martial arts field.”

As she spoke, she stuffed the whip into Yan Zhen’s hand, then leaned against the table and stuck out her jade butt, slightly closing her moist eyes, looking like a punching bag.

Yan Zhen looked at the small whip in his hand, then at Yan Meng’er’s perky little butt. Many strange plays involuntarily appeared in his mind, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Too perverted! Totally incompatible with his protagonist character setting! He couldn’t fall for it!

Yan Zhen quickly threw away the small whip that was like a hot potato and said solemnly, “I’m really not angry. Meng’er, you don’t have to be like this.”

Yan Meng’er’s eyes welled up with tears, both shy and heartbroken, “Cousin won’t forgive Meng’er?”

“No, that’s not it—”

“—If cousin doesn’t want to use the whip, he can also use his hand directly. Meng’er, Meng’er will obediently accept it~”

“…”

What kind of weird development is this!? The stupid cousin always adds strange scenes on the spot. It’s really unbearable!

Yan Zhen, who was originally not angry at all, now felt a bit angry. In a moment of agitation, he slapped Yan Meng’er’s raised butt.

Smack!

The crisp sound echoed in the room, along with the girl’s pained moan.

A moan that was both soft and alluring.

Yan Meng’er bit her cherry-pink lips and turned her head, saying pitifully, “Cousin, can you be gentler?”

Yan Zhen’s blood instantly surged. For a moment, he had the idea of turning into a beast.

Coming back to his senses, he was both scared and furious: Was this girl deliberately making him break character?

 

 

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Tamashii(1)*:

The term “Tamashii” first appeared in the original Yu-Gi-Oh series, referring to the protagonist’s ace monster or important card. For example, in Yu-Gi-Oh 5D’s, the protagonist Yusei says “My soul” when summoning his “Red Dragon Archfiend”. “Tamashii” can also mean a player’s favorite anime character’s signature monster, such as “Dark Magician” or “Blue-Eyes White Dragon”. 

32. Family Competition, Showing Off a Little Shock

However, Yan Zhen was not surprised. The drawing results were exactly the same as described in the script.

Yan Meng’er, on the other hand, showed a somewhat complex smile.

In her previous life, she felt guilty towards Yan Zhen and couldn’t exert her full strength during the match. Despite both being at Mystic Disciple 8th stage, she was defeated by Yan Zhen in two moves.

Now, with her previous life’s insight and experience of a half-step Mystic Lord, as well as knowing many mystic techniques and having a higher cultivation than Yan Zhen, she had a high probability of winning.

But she didn’t want to win.

She wanted to let cousin shine with his unique edge in front of everyone.

“Cousin, Meng’er admits defeat.”

Yan Meng’er said sweetly.

Yan Zhen rolled his eyes. Just looking at her expression, one could tell something was off. Sure enough, this girl was going off-script again.

Despite not having many scenes, every time she deviated from the script. What’s wrong with you?!

“What do you mean admit defeat? Hurry up and make your move!”

“But Meng’er doesn’t want to fight cousin.”

Unless it’s on the bed… The girl added shyly in her heart.

Yan Zhen felt that he was going to faint from anger because of this stupid sister.

“If you don’t want to fight, why did you participate in the competition?”

Yan Meng’er stuck out her pink little tongue at him, then ran off the stage with small steps like a pink butterfly.

“Stage three, Yan Zhen versus Yan Meng’er. Yan Zhen wins!”

After hearing the judgment, Yan Zhen also ran off the stage and came to Yan Meng’er’s side. With a slap, he smacked her perky little butt.

With a crisp sound.

“Ow, cousin, why did you hit me?”

Yan Meng’er glanced around and noticed that quite a few peers were staring at them. Even with her thick skin, she couldn’t help but blush.

—Bad cousin, even if you want to spank her butt, you should do it when you’re alone together in the room. Everyone is watching, how embarrassing~

“Because you’re stupid.”

Yan Zhen said angrily.

With so few scenes and lines, ah, she couldn’t even finish acting or saying them properly, just adding impromptu scenes and changing the script at will. It was simply outrageous!

The “family competition” was a key plot point. When he stepped into the martial arts field, the system had already popped up the mission interface. Fortunately, she wasn’t a major character in this plot. Her specific performance didn’t affect the completion level of the plot. As long as Yan Zhen defeated her, it was fine.

—Time and time again, what a stupid sister!

Seeing his exasperated expression, Yan Meng’er smiled and clung to him in a flattering manner, not avoiding the gazes around them at all.

The intimate interaction between the two fell into Yan Mo’s eyes not far away, making his jealousy burn even more fiercely. He clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

At this time, the referee’s voice sounded again:

“Stage three, Yan Mo versus Yan Xiaoxiao.”

Yan Mo took a deep breath and leaped onto the stage. As soon as the referee announced the start, he immediately launched a fierce attack.

Mystic Disciple 9th stage against Mystic Disciple 8th stage, coupled with Yan Mo’s proficiency in the “Yan Palm” far surpassing Yan Xiaoxiao’s, in less than five rounds, Yan Xiaoxiao was knocked off the stage and fell unconscious.

“Stage three, Yan Mo versus Yan Xiaoxiao. Yan Mo wins!”

Hearing this, the family doctor who was on standby immediately went forward to treat Yan Xiaoxiao.

“Xiaoxiao!”

Yan Xiaoxiao’s good friend ran over and glared at Yan Mo on the stage, clearly blaming him for using such a heavy hand. But Yan Mo’s imposing manner was too strong, and she didn’t dare to actually say it out loud.

Yan Mo also noticed the other party’s blame. Looking at Yan Xiaoxiao’s pale face, he felt a bit guilty. Then this guilt turned into anger towards Yan Zhen.

It was all Yan Zhen’s fault for disturbing his state of mind, so he couldn’t control his hand for a moment.

“Yan Zhen, come up!” Yan Mo stood on the stage and shouted to Yan Zhen under the tree, “The final match is a showdown between you and me!”

The eyes of the entire audience lingered on Yan Mo and Yan Zhen, with varying expressions, but most people were thinking “there’s a good show to watch”.

—Here it comes.

Yan Mo’s performance was consistent with the script’s description, even more villainous than what was written, making Yan Zhen feel quite gratified.

He broke free from Yan Meng’er’s arm and slowly walked up to the stage. Seeing the other party recite his lines:

“You just finished a match. Don’t you need to rest?”

Yan Mo said arrogantly:

“To deal with you, it’s enough—Uncle, please announce the start.”

The referee glanced at Yan Mo and made the announcement indifferently.

“Stage three, final match, Yan Mo versus Yan Zhen. Begin now!”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Mo stomped his foot and dashed out quickly, slapping his palm directly at Yan Zhen’s chest. Under the effect of mystic power, a layer of scorching heat was generated in his palm, which was precisely the “Yan Palm”.

Seeing him attack, Yan Zhen took a step forward and also struck out with the “Yan Palm” with all his might.

The corners of Yan Mo’s mouth curved up, and he secretly thought that Yan Zhen was overestimating himself.

A mere Mystic Disciple 7th stage, if it weren’t for Sister Meng’er, he wouldn’t even have the chance to confront him. He dared to directly face his “Yan Palm”?

Smack!

The two palms collided, stirring up a gust of wind that tousled the hair on their foreheads.

Under the completely opposite forces, the two retreated at the same time. Yan Mo retreated three steps, while Yan Zhen retreated two steps.

Evenly matched!

Yan Mo couldn’t accept it. In his view, with his Mystic Disciple 9th stage strength using the “Yan Palm”, he should be able to easily crush Yan Zhen.

He stared at Yan Zhen for a long time, and his pupils suddenly contracted:

“You actually advanced to Mystic Disciple 8th stage?”

—No, I’m at the 9th stage, but for the sake of the plot, I have to use the 8th stage to fight your 9th stage and amaze everyone.

Yan Zhen shook his somewhat scorched hand and said with a slight smile:

“Is the 8th stage difficult? I was already at that stage before I turned ten. Your current cultivation is just the same as mine when I was ten.”

“Yan Zhen!”

Yan Mo became even more indignant. His 9th stage mystic power became agitated, manifesting as a faint flame light on his tightly clenched fists.

As expected, Yan Mo was going to use one of the Yan family’s signature mystic techniques, the “Flame Luo Fist”!

“Today, I’m going to teach you a good lesson.”

Seeing this, Yan Zhen had no choice but to get serious. Fighting the 9th stage with the 8th stage head-on was very difficult. In the script, he used the general mystic technique “Eight Extremes Explosion” to forcefully clash against Yan Mo’s “Flame Luo Fist” and narrowly win. But he didn’t learn the “Eight Extremes Explosion”. He learned the “Grand Negation”, which used softness to overcome hardness.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhen retracted his mystic power and slowly assumed the posture of the “Tai Chi Shock”.

Yan Mo sneered. His figure suddenly dashed out, his fist seemingly ignited with flame light, smashing straight towards Yan Zhen.

“Flame Luo Fist!”

This punch could cripple both of Yan Zhen’s arms. Yan Mo had a beautiful fantasy.

Looking at Yan Mo at this moment, Yan Zhen thought of himself facing his beautiful master. The attack method was too straightforward.

As if possessed by his beautiful master, Yan Zhen’s hands fluttered like floating clouds, lifting Yan Mo’s fist. Then he grabbed his wrist and elbow, turned his body, and threw him out. With another pull and push, his palms struck the center of his chest.

Boom!

The tripled soft force transformed into negation force and exploded fiercely. Yan Mo was like being hit by a heavy hammer, flying out horizontally and heavily crashing onto the stage, unable to get up again.

The entire audience was shocked!

Yan Meng’er was the first to cheer:

“He won! Cousin is so cool!”

Then the NPCs also had a big change in attitude and followed suit, shouting praises like “so powerful”, “what an exquisite mystic technique”, “the 8th stage actually defeated the 9th stage”…

Yan Zhen couldn’t be bothered to pay attention. His focus was on the system interface that only he could see. Seeing “Plot Completion 100%”, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

31. Family Competition, Showing Off a Little

“Meng’er, you advanced?”

Yan Zhen was a bit surprised by the aura emanating from Yan Meng’er.

In the three months that had passed since the last test, Yan Meng’er’s cultivation had already risen from Mystic Disciple 8th stage to Mystic Disciple 9th stage, and her aura was quite full.

Based on Yan Zhen’s experience, at most, in half a year, Yan Meng’er would be able to step into the Mystic One realm.

Her cultivation speed was twice as fast as described in the script.

In the script, Yan Meng’er took nearly half a year to go from 8th stage to 9th stage, and then another year to advance to Mystic One.

She even failed on her first attempt to break through to Mystic One.

It was only because Yan Zhen took pity on her and secretly gave her an extra Condensed Mystic Pill that Yan Meng’er succeeded after taking the medicinal pill. Otherwise, she might have had to drag it out for another half a year.

“Cousin, didn’t you also advance?” Yan Meng’er said with a smile, “Let Meng’er guess, cousin is already at the 8th stage, right? Advancing one stage in a month, cousin’s talent is truly astonishing~”

“Meng’er, you’re not bad either. At the latest, you’ll be able to advance to Mystic One in half a year. A fifteen-year-old Mystic One is rare.”

“It’s all thanks to cousin’s blessing.”

“What does it have to do with me? This is the result of Meng’er’s own hard work.”

—No, in the previous life, if cousin hadn’t secretly given Meng’er a Condensed Mystic Pill, how could Meng’er have successfully advanced to Mystic One on the second try?

Yan Meng’er gazed at Yan Zhen with adoration.

—Although cousin didn’t say anything, Meng’er could sense cousin’s aura left on the medicinal pill.

“It’s about time. Let’s go to the martial arts field.”

“Mm!”

Yan Meng’er immediately clung to Yan Zhen, hooking his arm and sandwiching it between her 36D breasts. She said with high spirits:

“Cousin will definitely shine today and make everyone look at you with new eyes!”

Yan Zhen rubbed his nose, feeling a little shy.

Although he had been baptized by his beautiful master’s G-cups over the past two months and had developed some immunity, the destructive power of 36D was still not to be underestimated.

Moreover, Yan Meng’er’s obedient, lively, and youthful demeanor had a completely different charm from his beautiful master’s otherworldly fairy-like temperament.

—Ahem, she’s just my sister. Don’t think too much.

In a happy novel world without a female lead, whether it was a biological sister, a cousin, or a niece, they were all simply sisters. There was no incest.

The two left the courtyard and headed to the City Lord’s Manor martial arts field.

The family competition was a necessary plot point in traditional happy cultivation novels. The protagonist, who had become a loser and was looked down upon, would defeat the most favored peer, thereby achieving a stunning show-off effect.

And the most favored peer in the Yan family at the moment was Yan Mo, the grandson of the Grand Elder, a youth who wasn’t as handsome as him.

His cultivation had already reached Mystic Disciple 9th stage two months ago. After two months of consolidation, his aura was even more perfect than Yan Meng’er’s. If assisted by a “Condensed Mystic Pill”, he would be able to attempt to break through to the Mystic One realm very soon.

Moreover, Yan Mo was also Yan Meng’er’s suitor, having liked her since they were very young.

But Yan Meng’er had always been attached to Yan Zhen. In addition, not only was Yan Zhen’s status higher than his, his talent was also better, and he was more handsome. So, Yan Mo had always harbored a faint hostility towards Yan Zhen.

When he learned that Yan Zhen had fallen in cultivation, Yan Mo deliberately spread rumors, causing Yan Meng’er to actively distance herself from Yan Zhen, and then he took advantage of the situation.

Unfortunately, Yan Meng’er’s heart was still hung up on Yan Zhen, and she wasn’t very interested in Yan Mo’s pursuit, causing Yan Mo to be even more hostile towards Yan Zhen.

In short, it was a common jealousy and rivalry background. Although Yan Zhen had no intention of competing with Yan Mo for anything, Yan Mo was simply making a fuss on his own.

What was that saying again? Very much like a villain.

As soon as Yan Zhen and Yan Meng’er stepped into the martial arts field, they quickly became the focus of attention.

Yan Meng’er was the prettiest girl among their generation, and with her good personality, she was very popular in the family.

Yan Zhen’s original popularity was even higher than Yan Meng’er’s. It was just that three years of decline had caused his reputation to hit rock bottom. However, as the news of his talent recovery spread, everyone’s eyes once again returned to him.

Not with the previous admiration and adoration, but with curiosity and spectating.

No matter how good his talent was, he hadn’t advanced in three years, so he couldn’t be that strong now.

To participate in the competition, the minimum was Mystic Disciple 5th stage. A mere Mystic Disciple 6th stage could only be said to be neither high nor low, and it would be difficult to even make it into the top ten in the family competition.

“…”

Yan Zhen listened to the whispers around him and thought, the flavor was right. This was how it should be.

Yan Meng’er, however, was furrowing her beautiful brows like an alert kitten. Whenever she heard someone say something bad about cousin, she would glare at them fiercely with her eyes, cute and fierce!

“Hmph, these guys. Cousin will casually show a move later and make their jaws drop.”

Yan Zhen smiled wordlessly.

When the time came, the City Lord and Family Head Yan Lie appeared, said a few simple words, and then announced the start of the competition.

The many Yan family juniors first drew lots, then began competing on the martial arts stage according to their battle numbers.

Yan Meng’er went on stage earlier than Yan Zhen. When she demonstrated her Mystic Disciple 9th stage cultivation and defeated her opponent with one move, quite a few bootlickers in the audience cheered for her.

Soon, it was Yan Zhen’s turn. His first opponent was none other than Yan Ming, whom he had beaten up last time.

Yan Zhen felt embarrassed to beat him up again, so he suggested:

“Do you want to admit defeat directly?”

Yan Ming snorted coldly and said proudly:

“Young Lord Yan Zhen, do you think I’m still at Mystic Disciple 6th stage? Sorry, I’m already at Mystic Disciple 7th stage. The one who needs to admit defeat should be you. The mystic power of the 7th stage is not something your 6th stage can contend with.”

After saying that, Yan Ming launched a normal attack on Yan Zhen, because he hadn’t learned any mystic techniques.

Yan Zhen didn’t move from his spot. With one hand, he pinched Yan Ming’s fist, pulled with the momentum, and simultaneously tripped him with his foot, easily throwing Yan Ming out. The latter ate dirt and fell off the stage.

“Stage three, Yan Zhen versus Yan Ming. Yan Zhen wins!”

Hearing the elder’s judgment, Yan Ming, who had just gotten up, was still a bit dazed: Who am I? Where am I? How did I lose?

“Cousin is so awesome!”

Only Yan Meng’er was cheering for Yan Zhen in the field. The other peers were all looking at each other, including Yan Mo.

—A 6th stage defeating a 7th stage? How is that possible!

Even the various uncles and elders sitting on the high platform had shocked expressions.

“Could it be that Young Lord has advanced to Mystic Disciple 7th stage?”

Advancing from 6th stage to 7th stage in two months was too fast. Like Yan Mo, it took him a whole year to go from 6th stage to 7th stage, more than half a year to go from 7th stage to 8th stage, and another more than half a year to go from 8th stage to 9th stage. And this was in a situation where resources were basically not lacking.

However, thinking of Yan Zhen’s previous stunning appearance, they could understand.

Yan Zhen began cultivating at the age of five, reached Mystic Disciple 9th stage at the age of ten, and advanced to one-star Mystic One at the age of eleven, creating the record for the fastest Mystic One advancement in the Gallo Kingdom.

Advancing one stage in two months might be as difficult as ascending to the heavens for others, but for him, it was just a common occurrence.

Yan Lie nodded with satisfaction and stroked his beard, very pleased with Yan Zhen’s performance.

In the next two matches, Yan Zhen defeated opponents with only Mystic Disciple 7th stage cultivation in a similar manner, appearing at ease.

In the fourth match, Yan Zhen actually happened to face off against Yan Meng’er.

30. Secret Class?

Upon hearing his beautiful master’s words, four characters and a cover in the style of a Korean webtoon appeared in Yan Zhen’s mind:

“Secret Class”.

He quickly shook his head to dispel the strange thoughts.

But how could his beautiful master say such a thing? With her cold and aloof temperament, it shouldn’t be possible. Could it be that she intentionally said it to soothe his emotions?

Very likely.

Although his beautiful master had a cold temperament, that was towards outsiders. She was very gentle to her own people, especially to him, her disciple.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhen felt even more guilty. He had actually caused his beautiful master to worry to this extent. He was too immature.

“Master, I was wrong. I will focus on practicing.”

“That’s how it should be.”

Chen Xi nodded with satisfaction, her eyes containing a hint of doting love and a trace of mischief.

In her previous life, she clearly felt that Yan Zhen had a hint of romantic admiration for her, like a young boy who had just entered puberty looking up to a beautiful and youthful older neighbor girl.

It was just that Chen Xi was too cold and stern, so the sensible Yan Zhen quickly extinguished his little thoughts and sincerely revered her as his master, like a parent.

The two could be said to have relied on each other for a period of time.

However, Chen Xi herself slowly developed inappropriate feelings for Yan Zhen during their later interactions, mixed in with the deep affection between master and disciple, causing her, who had never experienced love, to gradually lose herself.

She had tried her best to suppress this forbidden love, but failed. On the day of his grand wedding, her love and regret erupted, tormenting her body and mind.

Fortunately, she was reborn.

Since the heavens had given her a chance to do it again, she naturally would not miss it a second time.

Become his master, then amplify his admiration for her, slowly let him get closer, and finally have him enter her embrace like a swallow returning to its nest.

She couldn’t be in a hurry. She would propose the “Dual Cultivation Teaching” after some time, so as not to scare him.

—Hehehe, Zhen’er, master’s Zhen’er, so cute when tiny, and so handsome when grown up, making master unable to resist falling for you~

Looking at Yan Zhen’s fair and handsome face, Chen Xi couldn’t suppress the palpitations in her heart. She once again circulated her hidden force and pulled him into her arms, hugging him tightly, her towering chest engulfing his little face.

“Zhen’er, you got distracted again (smirk)~”

“Wuwuwu, sorry (teary-eyed)!”

……

Half a month later, Yan Zhen finally grasped the soft force of the “Tai Chi Shock” through the daily painfully pleasurable sparring.

But this didn’t count as having learned the “Tai Chi Shock”.

The strength of the “Tai Chi Shock” lied in the word “shock”. After mastering the soft force, it could then be transformed into shock force, allowing for powerful counterattacks against the opponent, not just constant defense.

His cultivation had also successfully advanced to Mystic Disciple 7th stage, and his mystic power had significantly increased. However, there was still no apparent change when sparring with his beautiful master.

As for the “secret class” his beautiful master had mentioned, there was no sign of it at all. It should be just as he guessed, merely a figure of speech.

Regarding this, Yan Zhen felt a bit of regret, but also a sense of relief.

Originally, his beautiful master teaching him to cultivate the “Tai Chi Shock” instead of the “Eight Extremes Explosion” had already deviated from the script. If she also gave him a “secret class”, then this master-disciple interaction cultivation plotline would have gone completely off track.

His beautiful master was an even more crucial plot character than Huangfu Wenqing. If her character setting collapsed and the plot went astray, then Yan Zhen would also be finished.

No, it should be said that everyone would be finished together.

If they couldn’t reach the ending according to the plot trajectory, this indulgent novel world would collapse.

Currently, it was still fine. His beautiful master had said she would teach him the “Eight Extremes Explosion” later, which should be able to bring things back on track.

The third stage of sparring began, with the goal of mastering shock force.

Another half a month passed, and Yan Zhen successfully transformed soft force into shock force, capable of returning eighty percent of the opponent’s force back to them. He could be considered to have preliminarily learned this “Tai Chi Shock” with a rank as high as the general stage.

At the same time, his cultivation also advanced to Mystic Disciple 8th stage, a month earlier than scheduled in the script.

But he couldn’t control it. Even though he had been sparring with his beautiful master the whole time and hadn’t cultivated much mystic power, he still leveled up.

This made Yan Zhen very puzzled.

“Zhen’er, you take a medicinal bath every day after sparring. Your body absorbed some of the energy from the medicinal soup, so you had a breakthrough.”

After hearing his beautiful master’s explanation, Yan Zhen scratched his head, thinking that this was also possible?

Although there was no threshold from the 7th to 8th stage, him advancing so easily didn’t fit the story’s tone of “cultivation being arduous”.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the key plot point ‘Cultivating a General Mystic Technique’. You can go to the interface to claim your reward.]

“Huh? System, did you make a mistake? I didn’t cultivate the ‘Eight Extremes Explosion’. I practiced the ‘Tai Chi Shock’. I haven’t even started learning the ‘Eight Extremes Explosion’ yet.”

[Reporting back to the host, the plot requires the host to cultivate the general mystic technique taught by Master Chen Xi and defeat the opponent in the upcoming family competition. The ‘Tai Chi Shock’ is a general mystic technique.]

“What about the ‘Eight Extremes Explosion’?”

[Signature techniques are related to the protagonist’s character setting. The host must learn it.]

“Oh~”

Yan Zhen seemed to understand.

It meant that whatever his beautiful master taught him, he would learn it, and that would complete the cultivation plot.

But the signature techniques mentioned in the script also had to be learned in order to perfect the character setting.

Some techniques closely related to the plot absolutely could not be omitted.

For example, in the mid-stage, he would obtain a secret technique not passed down by a certain force, and he would be hunted down by that force because he cultivated that secret technique.

If he didn’t learn the relevant technique, he wouldn’t be able to trigger the relevant plot.

In general, when it came to techniques, he could only learn more, not less.

……

Another month passed. Yan Zhen’s cultivation unsurprisingly advanced to Mystic Disciple 9th stage. The “Tai Chi Shock” also became more proficient after a month of continuous sparring. He could already go back and forth with his beautiful master when she wasn’t using mystic power, but he still occasionally fell into her arms or under her skirt.

Every time he made a mistake, his beautiful master would give him a look or tap his forehead, meaning for him not to make mischief.

Yan Zhen could only awkwardly scratch his head and give an embarrassed smile to act cute.

However, Yan Zhen could feel that the affection between him and his master had significantly warmed up during their unintentional physical contact. His beautiful master was no longer unfamiliar with him like in the beginning and became increasingly close.

Just as described in the script.

Yan Zhen also corrected his attitude, no longer being confused by white hair and G-cup breasts, wholeheartedly revering his master, perfectly playing the role of a disciple.

Since he took on the position of the protagonist, this was the best plotline he had acted out.

His beautiful master was simply great, unlike Yan Meng’er who added impromptu scenes, and unlike Huangfu Wenqing who randomly collapsed the plot…

Tomorrow was the family competition. Yan Zhen went to bed early to rest and conserve his energy.

The next day, when the morning sun rose, Yan Zhen had already finished washing up.

Walking out of the courtyard and taking a breath of fresh air, he saw Yan Meng’er coming over with a food box.

“Cousin, good morning~”

“Good morning, Meng’er.”

During these two months, Yan Zhen had been focused on cultivation and didn’t have much time to interact with Yan Meng’er. But this girl still came to deliver food to him every day, making Yan Zhen a bit touched. His attitude towards her had also improved a lot.

29. The Self-Doubting Yan Zhen

“The posture of the ‘Grand Negation(Tai Chi Shock or Tai Chi Thunder)’ is also called ‘zhuang(Post-standing)’. Zhuang training is the foundation and the most important aspect, so it cannot be neglected.”

And so, Yan Zhen began to practice the horse stance.

It took a full five days for Yan Zhen to finally become proficient in the posture of the “Tai Chi Shock” and begin the second stage of sparring with his beautiful master.

The first stage of sparring was to get hit, training muscle memory to quickly understand what is meant by soft force and shock force.

The second stage of sparring is push hands, learning to receive, neutralize, and issue force.

Still on the altar in the crystal space, Yan Zhen and his beautiful master assumed identical “Tai Chi Shock” postures, their hands intertwined, pushing and pulling each other. Their feet also moved back and forth in rhythm with their hands, but one foot always remained planted in place.

“It doesn’t seem very difficult.”

“Is that so?”

Chen Xi smiled mysteriously, and the force of her hands began to alternate and change, like a vortex pulling Yan Zhen’s hands, causing him to stumble back and forth involuntarily to her rhythm, completely disrupting his lower body.

Yan Zhen felt like a small boat in the waves, rocking back and forth, about to capsize at any moment.

Sure enough, when Chen Xi let go, Yan Zhen fell like a little kid who had just learned to walk.

In a moment of urgency, he hugged with both hands, embracing his beautiful master’s slender waist.

But her clothes were too slippery, and Yan Zhen couldn’t stabilize this posture. His hands quickly slid down to his beautiful master’s plump buttocks, completely enveloped by that indescribable softness, and his face was buried in her lower abdomen, with bursts of fragrance entering his nostrils.

—It’s over!

Yan Zhen’s heart sank, feeling a chill down his spine and cold sweat on his forehead.

—He was well aware that his beautiful master had a very traditional, conservative, and cold temperament. Falling into her arms could still be explained as a junior acting coquettishly with a senior, barely passable. But now his perverted hands were groping her jade buttocks, a complete and utter disrespect that could not be justified no matter what!

In the script, there was a scene where Yan Zhen accidentally touched his beautiful master’s bottom, and his hand was immediately dismembered at the wrist, elbow, and shoulder joints, leaving him in pain for an entire night before it was reattached.

“Ma- Master…”

Yan Zhen timidly raised his little face, trying his best to make a pitiful expression to gain his beautiful master’s forgiveness, but he saw her gently place her hand on the top of his head.

“!!!”

—An immortal patting my head, an inch of force shattering my crown?

Yan Zhen’s face turned pale, but Chen Xi did not brutally beat him as he imagined. She only said with a hint of helplessness:

“Aren’t you going to let go of your master?”

“Ah? Oh, oh.”

Yan Zhen dazedly let go and stood up, standing properly with his head lowered like a misbehaving elementary school student.

“…Master, I was wrong.”

“Wrong about what? Don’t just stand there foolishly, continue the sparring.”

“Ah? Master, you’re not blaming me?”

“It’s normal to have occasional physical contact during sparring. Don’t think wild thoughts, focus.”

“Oh.”

—She didn’t get angry or hit me. Is this still the same beautiful master who would dislocate her own disciple’s joints just for a single touch?

Looking at her still otherworldly face, Yan Zhen suddenly understood why his beautiful master wasn’t angry.

She must not see him as a “member of the opposite sex”, but simply as a “disciple”.

While he was the opposite. He called her master with his mouth, but his heart was always drawn to her white hair and G-cup breasts, never truly revering her as a real master.

—I’m really terrible. My beautiful master teaches me so wholeheartedly, yet I’m always thinking about irrelevant things. I’ve let her down so much.

Moreover, this doesn’t fit the “upgrade machine” character setting at all.

Although the cultivation of the “Tai Chi Shock” deviated from the script, as a qualified actor, one must maintain their character setting at all times before the shooting wraps up.

At this moment, Yan Zhen had a sudden realization. He adjusted his breathing, and his restless mood gradually settled down. His expression also became more composed.

He resumed the “Tai Chi Shock” posture, placing his hands on his beautiful master’s outstretched hands, and said in a mature man’s husky voice:

“Come, Master. I will concentrate on practicing properly.”

However, in less than fifteen minutes, Yan Zhen fell again.

This time, he grabbed wildly with both hands and actually grabbed his beautiful master’s waistband. Then with a pull, he immediately loosened the waistband.

Freed from the restraint of the waistband, the dark martial robes on Chen Xi’s body were instantly stretched open by those two huge mounds, revealing a dazzling glimpse of spring scenery to Yan Zhen’s eyes.

“!!!”

How could Yan Zhen remain composed? He felt his blood instantly rush up, a hot stream slowly flowing from his nostrils, his mind filled with thoughts of “big, big, big” and “white, white, white”.

Chen Xi covered her chest with one arm, her legs tightly closed, and said:

“Zhen’er, quickly return the waistband to your master.”

Her tone was still as light as a breeze, showing no hint of anger.

“I’m sorry, Master. I… I didn’t mean to—”

Yan Zhen hurriedly got up and handed the waistband back to his beautiful master.

“No matter.”

Chen Xi took the waistband and retied it, wrapping her enchanting figure tightly once more.

“Alright, let’s continue.”

Yan Zhen nodded, secretly vowing that he absolutely could not make similar mistakes again. Otherwise, even if his beautiful master didn’t see him as a member of the opposite sex, she would still get angry.

After another round of push hands practice, Yan Zhen, who had been keeping his mind taut, did not repeat his mistake, and felt slightly relieved.

However, with just this momentary lapse in concentration, Yan Zhen once again fell into a passive position and then fell yet again.

His hands hugged his beautiful master’s slender jade legs, his head tightly pressed against them as if he were an accessory hanging from her legs.

Yan Zhen was dumbfounded.

How could this be? He hadn’t learned the “Pear God Fall”(1)*! Why did he fall onto his beautiful master every time he fell!?

“Zhen’er…”

Hearing a hint of reproach in his beautiful master’s voice, Yan Zhen, who was half-kneeling, immediately raised his head to look, meeting her gaze.

He saw her beautiful brows slightly furrowed, her eyes revealing a hint of suspicion, clearly doubting whether Yan Zhen was doing it on purpose!

“Master, I, I, I really didn’t do it on purpose. You have to believe me!”

“Of course your master believes you.”

As Chen Xi spoke, her brows slowly relaxed, and the suspicion in her eyes gradually dissipated. She reached out her jade-like hand and patted Yan Zhen’s head, indicating that he need not be nervous.

“Master…”

Yan Zhen was greatly moved. He had not expected the ice mountain master from the script to actually be so gentle with him, like a loving mother.

—Damn it, how could I keep taking advantage of my beautiful master? Could it be that my subconscious desire for intimacy caused my body to unconsciously act it out?!

—No! I am a principled lsp (lonely single dog)! I’m not some stud who would make a move on my own master!

The gentler Chen Xi was, the guiltier Yan Zhen felt, even beginning to doubt himself.

But then he heard her say:

“Zhen’er, your master understands that boys your age will always have some thoughts about men and women, but now is the time for cultivation. You should focus.”

Yan Zhen said pitifully:

“I’m sorry, Master. I was wrong.”

Chen Xi patted his head and said gently:

“If you are truly curious about a woman’s body, then wait until after you finish cultivating. Your master will teach you then.”

Yan Zhen subconsciously nodded, and it took him a while to react to what his beautiful master had said. He instantly froze.

What???

 

 

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Pear God Fall (梨神摔, Li Shen Shuai): This is likely a humorous reference to a specific type of falling or stumbling in a comical or exaggerated manner, possibly resembling the shape of a pear or evoking the imagery of a clumsy pear god. Common in animes with fan-service