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  • Dear, it’s time for your medicine! chapter 13

    Chapter 13: A World Rotten to its CoreĀ 

    The banquet concluded amidst thunderous applause, the guests’ faces alight with newfound hope.

    Emperor Wadsworth had arranged a luxurious carriage for Qin Chu, accompanied by a retinue of elite guards handpicked from the Imperial City Garrison.

    Angelica walked alongside the carriage, her pale face reflecting the emotional turmoil she had endured. As his personal maid, her place was by his side.

    But Pope Augustus wasn’t ready to let her go.

    “Angelica,” he called out, his voice firm yet gentle.

    She flinched, her body trembling slightly as she turned to face him. She knew what was coming.

    “Hero,” the Pope said, his smile as smooth and unreadable as ever. “Angelica has some personal belongings at the Church. Would you mind if she returned to collect them?”

    Despite Qin Chu’s current weakness, the Pope, along with the Emperor and the High Priestess, treated him with a deference bordering on obsequiousness.

    They understood the Hero’s potential, the power he could wield. Antagonizing him now would be foolish.

    Qin Chu knew exactly what the Pope was up to. He wanted to indoctrinate Angelica, to mold her into a puppet, a replacement for Loseweisse.

    He nodded readily. “Of course, Your Holiness.”

    He had already defied the old man once tonight. Pushing his luck further would be unwise. He needed to bide his time, to gather his strength.

    Besides, even if he prevented her from returning to the Church now, he couldn’t keep her by his side constantly. The Pope would find another opportunity to manipulate her.

    He waved to Angelica, then turned towards the waiting carriage. His gaze, however, snagged on a figure standing nearby.

    A tall, muscular young man, clad in full plate armor that did little to conceal his impressive physique. His handsome face, though still bearing traces of youthful innocence, held a familiarity that sent a chill down Qin Chu’s spine.

    “What’s your name?” he asked, his voice betraying no hint of his inner turmoil.

    “Nikles, Hero,” the young man replied, snapping to attention, his voice strong and clear. “Captain of the Imperial City Guard Cavalry. I am here at His Majesty’s command to ensure your safety. Rest assured, Hero, no Demon will harm you under my watch.”

    An exemplary soldier, Qin Chu thought, impressed by the young man’s composure in the presence of a Hero with two Super-tier Abilities.

    Though he couldn’t gauge his exact level, he could sense the man’s strength. He was at least a Great Knight.

    In this world, knights were ranked according to their level and combat prowess: 1-20, Knight; 21-40, Great Knight; 41-60, Furious Knight; 61-80, King Knight.

    Above level eighty were the Titled Knights, each bestowed with a unique honorific denoting their exceptional skill.

    Each rank was further divided into three tiers, based on the knight’s Abilities, skills, and overall mastery of combat.

    A Great Knight, though only second in the hierarchy, was a formidable warrior. They formed the backbone of the Heavenly Continent’s armies.

    Considering his youth, Nikles was clearly a talented individual, his potential boundless. With dedication and training, he could easily reach the rank of Furious Knight, perhaps even King Knight.

    “You’re skilled with a spear, I presume?” Qin Chu asked, feigning casual interest.

    Nikles, unsure why he had caught the Hero’s attention, nodded.

    Qin Chu ran his fingers along the spear’s shaft, the cold steel smooth and polished. He flicked the spearhead, the metal ringing softly.

    “Have you ever used this spear to pierce a human body?” he asked, tilting his head, his voice taking on a morbidly curious tone.

    Nikles frowned, confused by the question. “I apologize, Hero, but I wouldn’t know. My spear is meant to protect the citizens of the capital. It is only ever pointed at Demons, never at humans.”

    “However,” he added, “I have pierced countless Demons with this spear. I imagine the sensation is… similar.”

    “I see,” Qin Chu murmured, his expression unreadable.

    He turned and climbed into the carriage, leaving Nikles standing there, his brow furrowed in confusion.

    As the carriage pulled away, Nikles barked orders to his men, positioning them around the vehicle, forming a protective barrier between the Hero and any potential threats.

    Inside the carriage, Qin Chu’s eyes narrowed, a cold glint flickering in their depths.

    Nikles.

    He looked so young, so innocent. But seven years from now, this same knight, the one who swore to only point his spear at Demons, would impale a young woman on its tip, her only crime defending the Hero’s name.

    He would laugh as she writhed in agony, her broken body dangling from his spear, her blood staining the cobblestones.

    He would enjoy her suffering.

    What would twist this young man, this promising knight, into such a monster?

    Qin Chu stared out the carriage window, his gaze taking in the cityscape bathed in the silvery light of the twin moons.

    The wind howled, rustling the leaves of the trees lining the streets.

    Carriages, their occupants returning from the banquet, rattled past, their wheels echoing against the cobblestones.

    Magical lamps, spaced every ten meters, illuminated the streets, their soft glow banishing the darkness.

    Even at this late hour, the inner city thrummed with activity, a world apart from the poverty and despair that festered beyond its walls.

    Those lamps, powered by expensive Mana Crystals, were a testament to the city’s obscene wealth. Each crystal was worth a thousand Mana, enough to sustain a family of three for an entire year. Yet, here they were, used for mere illumination, a frivolous extravagance meant to prevent the nobles from stumbling in the dark.

    The Heavenly Continent might be on the brink of collapse, but here, within the walls of the capital, there was no sense of urgency, no hint of the encroaching darkness.

    This was paradise.

    In the inner city, uneaten food from the banquet was discarded, piled high in designated disposal areas, destined to be incinerated.

    In the outer city, children fought over scraps, their hunger a gnawing ache in their bellies.

    A single wall, separating heaven from hell.

    This world, Qin Chu thought, was rotten to its core.

    He had once felt pity for the downtrodden, for the victims of this corrupt system. But they had betrayed him, cheered for his death, their faces twisted with a gleeful malice.

    He would never forget their jeering laughter, the rotten eggs and vegetables splattering against his body, their venomous hatred a tangible force.

    This world, from its highest echelons to its lowest depths, was beyond saving.

    Perhaps there were still good people out there, but their kindness, like a single candle flame flickering in a blizzard, was easily extinguished.

    He shook his head, pushing those thoughts aside as he opened his status panel.

    Level: 13

    Class: Hero

    Strength: 19

    Stamina: 19

    Agility: 19

    Mana: 62

    Defense: 19

    Charm: 6

    Skills:

    None!

    Magic:

    Illusion Creation: Intermediate Magic. You can create illusions.

    Abilities:

    Greed: Super-tier Ability. You crave power, hungering to possess all that you desire. Ability: Devourer—You can absorb the strength and abilities of others, making them your own.

    Rage: Super-tier Ability. You are fueled by anger, your fury a weapon in its own right. Ability: Rage Explosion—When your rage peaks, you gain a temporary, but significant, boost to all attributes.

    Forced Calm: High-tier Ability. You remain calm and collected under pressure, your mind shielded from emotional turmoil. Always active, can be manually disabled.

    Lust: Special Ability. Super-tier Ability. Details hidden. Ability: Touch of Lust—Your touch can ignite the hidden desires of the opposite sex.

    Shapeshifting: Intermediate Ability. You can freely alter your appearance.

    With each level gained, his Strength, Stamina, Agility, Mana, and Defense increased by one point. His Charm, however, remained unchanged. It was a fixed attribute, determined at birth, only modifiable through extraordinary means.

    The Phantom Demon, disguised as Count Donald, had been at least level sixty. Clearly, the Devourer Ability incurred a significant loss during the absorption process. Sixty levels worth of magic had only boosted his own level to thirteen, and his Mana had only increased by forty-three points.

    Still, for a normal cultivator, reaching level thirteen would take months of dedicated training and combat experience. He had achieved it in less than a minute. Stealing power was clearly the most efficient way to level up.

    With sixty-two Mana, he was now on par with a Great Mage.

    Unfortunately, his only spell, Illusion Creation, had been stolen from the Phantom Demon, who hadn’t even had the chance to use it.

    He had also acquired the Demon’s Shapeshifting Ability.

    All in all, he was quite satisfied with his haul.

    After nearly an hour, the carriage finally arrived at its destination. Calling it a “house” would be an understatement. It was a palace, a summer retreat for Emperor Wadsworth, now temporarily bestowed upon the Hero. The Emperor clearly spared no expense in ensuring his comfort and safety.

    The estate, sprawling across several acres, was heavily guarded, hundreds of soldiers patrolling its perimeter, their presence a constant reminder of the dangers that lurked beyond its walls.

    The carriage pulled into the courtyard, where servants, handpicked by the Emperor, awaited his arrival.

    Nikles and his men followed closely, their vigilance unwavering. They wouldn’t leave his side until he was safely ensconced in his chambers.

    “Nikles,” Qin Chu called out as they reached his bedroom door.

    “At your service, Hero,” Nikles replied, snapping to attention.

    Qin Chu yawned, stretching his arms, feigning exhaustion. “I’m weary from the journey,” he said, his voice heavy with fatigue. “No matter what happens, do not disturb me. Understand?”

    Tonight, his revenge would begin.

    He wouldn’t allow anyone to interfere.

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists chapter 16

    Chapter 16: The Black-Robed Man – The Designated Scapegoat

    Gongsun Manor.

    Gongsun Xiong sat leisurely in the main hall, sipping tea while a beautiful woman massaged his shoulders.

    Judging by his relaxed demeanor, he was unaware of the storm brewing outside.

    The Gongsun, Mu, and Bai families were the three dominant clans in Tianxuan City. The Mu family held a slight edge over the other two, while the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce, a force that had arrived from outside a few years ago, had been steadily gaining influence and was now on par with the three families.

    Gongsun Xiong had six sons. His eldest was already helping him manage the family affairs. His second son was obsessed with other men’s affairs and best left unmentioned. His third son, Gongsun Zan, was a wastrel, obsessed with women. His fourth and fifth sons were traveling abroad, while his youngest was still a child.

    Of all his sons, Gongsun Xiong was most disappointed in Gongsun Zan. However, out of paternal love, he had always indulged his son’s whims.

    A servant rushed into the hall, his face pale with panic. ā€œM-Master… Young Master Gongsun Zan… something terrible has happened!ā€

    Gongsun Xiong looked up sharply.

    ā€œYoung Master Gongsun Zan. He was conducting a raid on the Chen Manor today, and he… he got into an argument with someone… He’s… he’s been killed!ā€

    Gongsun Xiong’s eyes narrowed dangerously. ā€œIn Tianxuan City? Who would dare to lay a hand on a member of the Gongsun family?!ā€

    His third son might have been incompetent and born from a concubine, but he was still his flesh and blood. He represented the Gongsun family.

    Killing him was a direct insult to the Gongsun family.

    ā€œWho did it? Have you found out?ā€ Gongsun Xiong demanded, his voice cold with fury.

    ā€œI-It was… Mu Zhi’an of the Mu family!ā€

    Mu Zhi’an… the sole heir of the Mu family… Gongsun Xiong’s anger subsided, replaced by a cold, calculating calm.

    Some names were enough to extinguish even the most intense rage. The Mu family was one of them.

    ā€œTell me everything,ā€ he ordered, his voice low and dangerous.

    The servant recounted the events that had transpired, the story that was now spreading like wildfire throughout Tianxuan City. To his surprise, Gongsun Xiong didn’t erupt in anger. He simply waved his hand dismissively.

    ā€œYou’re dismissed.ā€

    The beautiful woman behind him continued massaging his shoulders. ā€œMaster, the Mu family has been arrogant for far too long. To think they would dare to harm Zan’er… They clearly have no respect for us.ā€

    Gongsun Xiong shook his head. ā€œYou think like a woman.ā€

    He paused, then set down his teacup. ā€œYou’re aware of the Mu family’s power in Tianxuan City, aren’t you?ā€

    The woman nodded.

    ā€œDo you honestly think it would be difficult for them to cover up Zan’er’s death?ā€ he continued. ā€œEven we would have trouble uncovering the truth. How could they possibly kill him in the morning and have the entire city gossiping about it by afternoon? Do you think the Mu family is stupid enough to let this story spread unchecked?ā€

    The woman’s eyes flickered. ā€œWhat are you suggesting, Master?ā€

    ā€œSomeone is framing the Mu family,ā€ Gongsun Xiong replied, his voice certain.

    ā€œIt could be the Bai family, the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce, or even some smaller faction.ā€

    He continued, ā€œThat Mu Zhi’an might be obsessed with women, but he’s not an idiot. He knows the consequences of killing Zan’er.ā€

    ā€œAs for this story about him acting out of a sense of justice… Do you believe it?ā€

    The woman shook her head silently.

    They both knew Mu Zhi’an’s character. He wasn’t the type to champion the weak.

    ā€œAs expected of you, Master,ā€ the woman said, flattering him.

    Gongsun Xiong snorted. ā€œRegardless of whether the Mu family is truly responsible, we’ll make sure they pay for this.ā€

    Just then, another servant hurried into the hall.

    ā€œMaster, Young Master Mu is here requesting an audience.ā€

    ā€œHe dares to show his face here after what happened today?!ā€ the woman exclaimed, shocked.

    To brazenly visit the Gongsun Manor after the news of Gongsun Zan’s death had spread. It was audacious, to say the least.

    Gongsun Xiong considered this for a moment, then said, ā€œShow him in.ā€

    Moments later, Mu Zhi’an entered the hall, escorted by a servant. He greeted the Gongsun patriarch and the beautiful woman standing behind him.

    ā€œUncle Gongsun, I apologize for disturbing you at such a late hour,ā€ Mu Zhi’an said respectfully, adopting the demeanor of a deferential junior.

    Gongsun Xiong smiled pleasantly. ā€œYou must have something important to discuss, Nephew Mu, to visit me so late at night.ā€

    Regardless of what Mu Zhi’an said, he would make sure the Mu family paid dearly for this.

    Whether Mu Zhi’an had actually killed Gongsun Zan was irrelevant. What mattered was that the rumors were swirling, and the blame was currently directed at Mu Zhi’an. That was enough.

    Mu Zhi’an nodded. He glanced at the servants flanking them. ā€œI do have something important to discuss, Uncle. However… would you mind dismissing everyone else?ā€

    Gongsun Xiong raised an eyebrow. He gestured for the servants to leave.

    ā€œYou too,ā€ he said to the beautiful woman.

    Once they were alone, Gongsun Xiong looked at Mu Zhi’an. ā€œHave a seat, Nephew Mu.ā€

    His tone was casual, as if he was unaware of the chaos brewing outside.

    Mu Zhi’an took a sip of tea. ā€œYou’ve heard the rumors, I presume, Uncle?ā€

    Gongsun Xiong nodded, his face a mask of grief and sorrow. ā€œI just received the news. To think that my incompetent son would meet such a tragic end at the Chen Manor.ā€

    He sighed, then looked at Mu Zhi’an, his expression serious. ā€œI believe you, Nephew Mu. You and Zan’er didn’t interact much, but our families have always been on good terms. You’re not the type to resort to violence without cause.ā€

    His acting was impeccable. He could give those young idols a run for their money… Mu Zhi’an thought to himself, amused.

    He sighed sympathetically. ā€œI always felt a kinship with Young Master Gongsun Zan. It’s a shame we never had the chance to become friends.ā€

    They exchanged a few more pleasantries. Gongsun Xiong was about to steer the conversation towards the compensation he intended to demand when Mu Zhi’an leaned in close, lowering his voice.

    ā€œUncle, there’s an outside force operating in Tianxuan City.ā€

    Gongsun Xiong’s eyes widened in surprise.

    ā€œI did encounter Young Master Gongsun Zan today,ā€ Mu Zhi’an continued. ā€œHowever, I didn’t kill him. He was killed by a cultivator from outside.ā€

    Gongsun Xiong shook his head. ā€œNephew Mu, you can’t expect me to believe that.ā€

    Mu Zhi’an smiled faintly. ā€œI understand you don’t believe me, Uncle. But once you see him with your own eyes, I’m sure you’ll change your mind.ā€

    Gongsun Xiong frowned. ā€œAre you saying that an outsider infiltrated Tianxuan City and killed Zan’er?ā€

    Mu Zhi’an nodded.

    Gongsun Xiong stared at him, his expression unreadable. After a long silence, he spoke. ā€œDo you have any proof?ā€

    ā€œI’d like to invite you to my manor tonight, Uncle,ā€ Mu Zhi’an said. ā€œOf course, you’ll need to conceal your presence.ā€

    ā€œThen… you’ll believe me.ā€

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists chapter 15

    Chapter 15: The Stage is Set

    As they walked down the quiet street, Mu Zhi’an inhaled the faint, sweet fragrance that lingered in the air. He couldn’t help but sigh, reflecting on the dramatic changes that had occurred in just a few short days.

    These changes were especially evident in Bai Ruoxi.

    If he had awakened his memories any later, he would have already been humiliated by Ye Yu.

    After all, the old Mu Zhi’an, faced with Bai Ruoxi’s plea for help, would have surrendered immediately, transforming into a pathetic simp.

    But simps were destined for misery.

    If he hadn’t rejected her in the carriage that day, things would have unfolded very differently.

    Ye Yu, failing to grasp this simple truth, had earned Bai Ruoxi’s disdain.

    ā€œAre you planning to confront Gongsun Xiong next, Young Master Mu?ā€ Bai Ruoxi asked softly.

    Gongsun Xiong was the patriarch of the Gongsun family, one of the two clans targeting the Bai family.

    Unlike the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce, which had arrived from outside, the Gongsun and Mu families were both long-established clans in Tianxuan City, their foundations deep and their influence vast. Rumor had it that the Gongsun family had more than one Core Formation expert among their ranks.

    Mu Zhi’an snapped out of his thoughts. He turned to look at Bai Ruoxi, their eyes meeting. He shook his head, a smile playing on his lips. ā€œNot yet. Let the rumors ferment for a while.ā€

    Bai Ruoxi tilted her head slightly, a puzzled look on her face.

    She didn’t understand what he meant.

    Logically, he should spread the news of Gongsun Zan’s death at the hands of the black-robed man as quickly as possible. But he seemed to have other plans. She couldn’t decipher his intentions.

    Mu Zhi’an didn’t bother explaining. He casually changed the subject. ā€œThank you for your handkerchief, Miss Bai. I’ll have it washed and returned to you soon.ā€

    He paused. ā€œOr perhaps I could visit the Bai Manor and return it personally. Although I doubt your mother would welcome me.ā€

    If my mother knew you were coming, she’d probably have the servants roll out the red carpet. Bai Ruoxi thought to herself, her gaze fixed on the ground.

    Her mother disliked Ye Yu but had always been fond of Mu Zhi’an, seeing him as a potential son-in-law.

    When Mu Zhi’an had pursued Bai Ruoxi, Bai Yuanfeng had constantly tried to gauge her daughter’s feelings.

    ā€œDon’t be silly, Young Master Mu,ā€ Bai Ruoxi murmured. ā€œYou’re always welcome at the Bai Manor. My mother would be delighted to see you.ā€

    Delighted to see me?

    Mu Zhi’an blinked, then seemed to understand. ā€œIt seems you have your own troubles, Miss Bai.ā€

    Her tone and her dejected expression revealed the truth. She’d come to him repeatedly, not out of her own volition, but under pressure from her mother.

    He could imagine how difficult it must be for a woman like her, accustomed to being admired and adored, to lower herself and beg a playboy for help.

    However, that wasn’t his concern. His priority was to change her perception of him and deal with the black-robed man.

    He reached out and gently took her hand, retrieving his umbrella.

    ā€œI’ll visit the Bai Manor soon and return your handkerchief, Miss Bai. And don’t worry, I’m sure you won’t be bored these next few days.ā€

    Bai Ruoxi tilted her head, a strand of hair falling loose.

    She looked at him, at the gentle smile on his handsome face, and for some reason, she believed him.

    Things were about to get interesting in Tianxuan City.

    …

    As expected, by evening, the news of Mu Zhi’an’s heroic act, his slaying of the villainous Gongsun Zan, had spread throughout Tianxuan City.

    The residents were abuzz with excitement.

    It was a bombshell.

    Gongsun Zan was a notorious playboy, a cruel and wicked young master. Mu Zhi’an was also a notorious playboy.

    But now, one playboy had killed the other?

    And Mu Zhi’an had acted out of a sense of justice?

    That evening, the incident was the talk of the town.

    ā€œWhile Young Master Mu might have a reputation for indulging in pleasures, he usually confines himself to the pleasure quarters or seeks out willing partners. He’s not like Gongsun Zan,ā€ one resident said.

    ā€œIt’s understandable that he would intervene upon witnessing such cruelty. I would have done the same,ā€ another agreed.

    These were the people who believed in Mu Zhi’an.

    Of course, there were also those who doubted the story.

    ā€œI don’t believe it. Mu Zhi’an probably saw Gongsun Zan assaulting that woman and decided he wanted her for himself. They argued, and Gongsun Zan was accidentally killed,ā€ one skeptic argued.

    ā€œBesides, we don’t even know who spread this news. With the Mu family’s influence, it wouldn’t be difficult to fabricate a story,ā€ another added.

    Aside from those who believed Mu Zhi’an and those who viewed him with suspicion, there were also those who took a more… detached stance.

    ā€œMu Zhi’an and Gongsun Zan? They’re both scum. Just dogs biting dogs. I say good riddance to both of them.ā€

    These were the self-proclaimed ā€œneutralā€ observers.

    Only a small minority refrained from speculating.

    They were the truly neutral ones, waiting for the truth to emerge before forming an opinion.

    Unfortunately, they were few and far between.

    As the city buzzed with rumors, Mu Zhi’an sat leisurely in his manor, sipping his tea.

    ā€œWhat time is it?ā€ he asked the servant standing beside him.

    ā€œIt’s you shi, Young Master,ā€ the servant replied respectfully, her eyes filled with curiosity.

    The servants of the Mu Manor had also heard the news. They were all eager to know the truth.

    ā€œYou shi… It’s time.ā€

    Mu Zhi’an pondered for a moment, then set down his teacup.

    It was time to pay a visit to the Gongsun patriarch.

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists chapter 14

    Chapter 14: We Must Stand United!

    ā€œStand unitedā€¦ā€

    Bai Ruoxi, initially confused by Mu Zhi’an’s words, suddenly understood. Her eyes lit up.

    If they could unite against a common enemy, eliminate the black-robed man… it would buy the Bai family some time.

    It wouldn’t solve the root of their problems, but right now, the Bai family desperately needed a chance to breathe.

    She looked at Mu Zhi’an, her eyes filled with a mix of gratitude and curiosity.

    He had decided to help them… He hadn’t received anything in return, yet he was still willing to lend a hand.

    ā€œThank you,ā€ she murmured, her voice filled with sincerity.

    Moments later, Wei Mengrou, having finished implanting suggestions into the minds of the servants, joined them.

    ā€œThank you for your hard work, Mengrou,ā€ Mu Zhi’an said with a smile.

    ā€œIf you know I work hard, then stop causing trouble,ā€ Wei Mengrou replied, her tone still cool and aloof. However, her gaze softened slightly. ā€œBut you did well this time.ā€

    She’d assumed the pleasure-obsessed Mu Zhi’an was a lost cause, but he’d changed so much recently. It was almost unbelievable.

    Mu Zhi’an shook his head. ā€œAnyone would have done the same in that situation.ā€

    ā€œYou’re being too modest, Young Master Mu,ā€ Bai Ruoxi said softly. ā€œIf it had been an ordinary bully, perhaps someone would have intervened. But that was Gongsun Zan.ā€

    The Gongsun family was one of the most powerful clans in Tianxuan City. Even if they witnessed Gongsun Zan’s cruelty, few would dare to challenge him.

    The weak feared retribution, while the strong didn’t want to make an enemy of the Gongsun family over such a trivial matter.

    Only someone like Mu Zhi’an would have dared to stand up to him.

    ā€œWhat’s the plan now?ā€ Wei Mengrou asked Mu Zhi’an.

    ā€œSame as before.ā€

    Mu Zhi’an looked at her, a gentle smile on his face. ā€œLet the bullet fly for a while.ā€

    …

    Ye Yu paced anxiously outside the manor, his frustration growing with each passing moment.

    He’d been waiting outside for what felt like an eternity. He’d considered barging in several times, but he worried about causing unnecessary conflict.

    He had regained his talent, but he was still only at Qi Condensation. While he possessed hidden trump cards that could allow him to challenge even Foundation Establishment cultivators, it was best not to reveal his true strength prematurely.

    Torn between his desire to intervene and his need for caution, he had remained outside, waiting for his childhood sweetheart to emerge.

    But nearly half an hour had passed, and his patience was wearing thin. He was starting to wonder if he should just force his way past the guards.

    Suddenly, the manor gate swung open.

    His eyes lit up, and he looked up to see Bai Ruoxi emerging from the manor, her white dress flowing gracefully around her.

    Her fair skin glowed in the sunlight, her ample bosom straining against the fabric of her dress. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, held in place by a simple jade hairpin. Her beauty was breathtaking, her features delicate and refined, her expression cool and composed, like a classic beauty from a bygone era.

    Ye Yu was mesmerized.

    She truly was the most beautiful woman in Tianxuan City. Her face was flawless, captivating at first glance. It was no wonder Mu Zhi’an had been so smitten with her.

    ā€œRuoxi, what happened inside?ā€ he asked eagerly.

    Bai Ruoxi glanced at him. ā€œThere was an incident. You should go home, Ye Yu.ā€

    ā€œWhat about you?ā€ he asked instinctively.

    ā€œI’m returning to the Bai Manor,ā€ she replied.

    She needed to inform her mother about what had transpired. Of course, she would follow Mu Zhi’an’s instructions.

    She wouldn’t reveal that Mu Zhi’an had killed Gongsun Zan. Instead, she would claim that Gongsun Zan was killed by a mysterious black-robed man. That was the story they were going with.

    Ye Yu, hearing her answer, was relieved.

    As long as she wasn’t with Mu Zhi’an, he was content.

    ā€œIf I were part of the Mu family, I would have been the one to intervene today,ā€ he said, his voice tinged with regret.

    Bai Ruoxi glanced at him but didn’t respond.

    Even if he were part of the Mu family, he doubted Ye Yu would have dared to lay a finger on Gongsun Zan.

    It was a risky move, one that offered no personal gain. Mu Zhi’an had acted solely because, to him, human life was more valuable than any immediate benefit.

    It might have seemed impulsive, even reckless, for a mature adult… but that impulsiveness, that disregard for personal gain, was what made him so captivating.

    ā€œLet me walk you home, Ruoxi,ā€ Ye Yu said, seeing that she was about to leave.

    ā€œNo, thank you. I need some time alone,ā€ Bai Ruoxi replied coldly.

    Ye Yu was disappointed. ā€œAlright… Be careful on your way back.ā€

    Bai Ruoxi nodded and continued waiting outside the manor.

    Ye Yu looked at her, his lips parting as if to speak.

    But seeing her cold expression, he sighed and walked away, defeated.

    After he left, Bai Ruoxi continued watching the manor gate.

    A while later, Mu Zhi’an emerged. She took a few steps towards him. ā€œAre you heading back, Young Master Mu?ā€

    He nodded.

    ā€œWe’re heading in the same direction. Would you mind if I accompanied you?ā€ she asked.

    Mu Zhi’an looked at her. He was standing on the steps, and she was wearing a low-cut dress. From his angle, he had a clear view of her… assets.

    His good mood, already ruined by Gongsun Zan, had vanished completely. He wasn’t in the mood for conversation.

    But… they were simply too magnificent.

    He was captivated.

    He met her gaze, then smiled and nodded. ā€œAlright.ā€

    Such magnificence was impossible to refuse.

     

  • Mistaken Era chapter 25

    Chapter 25

    Although this half-way master and disciple pair agreed to take a walk after the meal to aid digestion, Cui Xiao Xiao was anxious and wished she could fly to the valley in an instant. Naturally, her footsteps were hurried.

    Wei Jie was a bit puzzled and asked, “Is the thing you lost very important? You seem to be in a great hurry.”

    Cui Xiao Xiao tugged at the chain connecting the two of them, urging Wei Jie to walk faster, and said in a tight voice, “Of course it’s important…”

    Since she was sent to this era more than two hundred years ago by the statue of Zhu Jiuyin, her fate of ten calamities had reached its peak, and almost everything was going against her.

    It didn’t matter if she was unlucky, but she absolutely could not implicate her master!

    With this thought, her footsteps became even faster.

    Suddenly, an arm stretched out to her slender waist, and then her entire body was lifted up by Wei Jie with one hand. The next moment, she heard the wind whistling in her ears. Wei Jie had actually picked her up and started running through the grass.

    Xiao Xiao knew that Wei Jie at this time had not yet mastered the demonic arts, but she didn’t expect his movement technique to be so impressive.

    She asked Wei Jie, distracted, if this was also self-taught.

    Wei Jie explained, “I unintentionally saved a powerful expert, and he taught me the chant. After pondering for a few days, I mastered it.”

    Xiao Xiao recalled that her master, Tang Youshu, had once mentioned that before Wei Jie was too deep into the demonic path, he had many acquaintances and learned many exotic techniques. His own comprehension ability was unmatched, and he integrated them into his own style.

    If he hadn’t become a demon back then and had found a famous master, his cultivation achievements might not be underestimated. Within a hundred years, even ascending to immortality might not have been difficult.

    Just looking at his current skills and cultivation, he was much better than her. She couldn’t really teach Wei Jie anything. His taking her as his master seemed to be more out of boredom and amusement.

    While she was distracted, Wei Jie had already brought Xiao Xiao back to the valley where he had slain the snake.

    At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the corpse of that big snake was still lying there motionless. The pungent and foul smell of snake blood permeated everywhere.

    But strangely, even though it was such a large, rotten corpse, it did not attract other animals to gnaw on it. In this valley, there wasn’t even the sound of insects at night.

    Xiao Xiao guessed that the snake venom of the Broken Soul Snake was too domineering, so even after its death, its lingering power remained, causing other snakes and insects to avoid it.

    But that corpse-eating beast was another sinister existence. It ate all rotten flesh in the human world. The more poisonous and rotten the corpse, the more it liked it.

    When there wasn’t enough rotten flesh, it would attract evil spirits and demons to create slaughter, piling up rotten corpses for it to enjoy.

    With such a strong stench, why hadn’t it attracted the corpse-eating beast yet? And where was Master Tang Youshu? Did he unintentionally enter this valley as in the original trajectory?

    At this moment, Xiao Xiao noticed that Wei Jie was staring intently at the snake’s belly, so she also looked over in the direction of Wei Jie’s gaze.

    Although the valley was dark at this time, Xiao Xiao’s eyes were different from ordinary people’s. She immediately saw the abnormality of the snake’s belly.

    It turned out that the snake’s belly looked bulging and seemed to be breathing, rising and falling in the dark night.

    Did this snake… come back to life?

    No! There was something in its belly!

    Xiao Xiao quickly exchanged glances with Wei Jie. Wei Jie silently drew out his whip, and Xiao Xiao took out the water-transforming talisman from her bosom.

    Just then, the snake’s belly bulged again, and an animal the size of a thin dog crawled out from the ruptured snake belly. It looked like a dog but wasn’t a dog, with a big head and a small body, and a large mouth full of fangs.

    At this time, it was covered in sticky snake blood from head to toe. It licked the blood at the corner of its mouth while staring intently at Xiao Xiao and Wei Jie.

    When it raised its nose to sniff the scent of the two people carried by the wind, its eyes seemed to burst with frenzied joy, as if seeing two pieces of excellent meat.

    Just as Wei Jie swung his whip to strike it, it suddenly jumped into the stream beside it, rolled around, washed off the blood on its body, and became more transparent. It quickly disappeared from sight.

    Xiao Xiao knew that this dog-like thing that could turn invisible was the corpse-eating beast! It indeed came, attracted by the big snake’s body, just like in the original timeline.

    But… where was Master?

    As the corpse-eating beast vanished, Xiao Xiao’s hair stood on end. She knew that the beast had not left but was hiding in some corner, eyeing her and Wei Jie like a tiger watching its prey.

    Thinking of this, she casually raised the water-transforming talisman, conjuring a stream of water that formed a circular ring, encircling herself and Wei Jie. She then let the water ring gradually expand outward in all directions.

    Perhaps it was because survival was too difficult in this era two hundred years ago, requiring back-to-back life-or-death situations. Xiao Xiao found that her ability to control water had become much more stable, and she could easily let the water ring move steadily.

    Wei Jie couldn’t help but look down at his little master with approval and said in a low voice, “This water-controlling trick is not bad. When there’s time, I’ll have to ask Master to give me some pointers…”

    If he weren’t the future Great Demon King, just based on this sweet little mouth, any master would have to teach him wholeheartedly!

    Unfortunately, Xiao Xiao now only wanted to rescue her future benefactor and then break this damned Soul Locking Shackle, staying far away from the Great Demon King.

    As for her and Wei Jie’s master-disciple relationship, which was as fragile as paper, she didn’t need to take it seriously at all.

    At this moment, the water flow in the southeast corner was suddenly cut off by something. Under the impact of the water flow, the invisible corpse-eating beast that had been trying to approach the two finally showed itself!

    That beast also seemed to feel that these two people were troublesome and needed some help. It bared its teeth and suddenly raised its head, howling and making a hissing sound.

    The next moment, the ground cracked, and a plume of dark yellow smoke emerged. Then the smoke gradually gathered into the shape of the dead two-headed snake and coiled around the corpse-eating beast.

    When the smoke swirled for a moment, the size of the corpse-eating beast suddenly increased several times, and its head gradually split into two.

    Xiao Xiao gasped. She finally understood why the old matriarch of the Wei Family said that this corpse-eating beast would cause living beings to suffer.

    It turned out that it not only gnawed on rotten flesh but also took possession of the soul power of the corpses and absorbed the power of the souls.

    If this evil creature were allowed to wreak havoc in the human world, after devouring countless souls, how terrifying would the accumulated soul power be!

    Although the beast had the soul of the Broken Soul Snake to enhance it, it did not rush towards the connected duo recklessly. Instead, like a cunning wolf, it wagged its snake-like long tail, crisscrossing its steps, moving back and forth, observing the two, as if slowly looking for flaws.

    At this moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from the cliff, followed by a scream. Then, a person fell from high up on the mountainside.

    That person was still holding a torch in his hand. When he fell, by some coincidence, the torch was thrown onto the corpse-eating beast.

    The corpse-eating beast was burned by the fire and howled in pain. Then it shook its two heads and rushed straight towards the person who had fallen.

    In the firelight, Xiao Xiao saw that the person seemed to be a fair-skinned scholar, wearing a scholar’s distinctive blue headband and holding a hoe for picking herbs in his hand.

    This person was completely different from the master in Xiao Xiao’s memory.

    After all, when Tang Youshu met Xiao Xiao, he was already over two hundred and twenty years old, with white hair and eyebrows, and a face full of walnut-like wrinkles. It was impossible to imagine what he looked like when he was young.

    But the timing of this scholar’s fall was similar to that of Master Tang Youshu back then. Xiao Xiao immediately determined that the person who came was her benefactor.

    Seeing the corpse-eating beast pouncing on the scholar, Xiao Xiao anxiously manipulated the water flow to act as a whip and fiercely lashed at the corpse-eating beast.

    Perhaps it was because of her anxiety. This time, when Xiao Xiao was circulating her energy, she felt the qi from her dantian flowing through her meridians and condensing in her hand. The controlled water flow actually froze inch by inch.

    In the end, an ice crystal longsword condensed in Xiao Xiao’s hand and fiercely struck one of the dog heads of the corpse-eating beast.

    Success! She actually mastered the Ice Condensing Technique!

    Xiao Xiao had no time to be happy. The corpse-eating beast, after being attacked, howled in pain and turned around to pounce on her and Wei Jie again.

    Wei Jie and Xiao Xiao, this pair of half-way master and disciple, had no tacit understanding. One went left, and the other went right, each preparing to dodge. But being connected by that damned chain, neither of them managed to dodge and collided with each other again.

    At this critical moment, Wei Jie finally used the Wei Family’s ultimate technique for capturing demons – the Beast Roar!

    He opened his mouth and suddenly let out a low roar at the corpse-eating beast. That sound actually caused the snake soul coiled around the corpse-eating beast to dissipate like smoke.

    Unfortunately, Wei Jie’s true qi cultivation was not enough, and the effect could not last long. In just a moment, the snake soul coiled around it again.

    But that moment of preparation time was enough.

    Seeing that the two heads of the corpse-eating beast were clearly biting towards her and Wei Jie, Xiao Xiao condensed an ice dagger in her hand again and fiercely stabbed it into the beast’s mouth.

    And Wei Jie inserted the handle of the whip into the mouth of the corpse-eating beast.

    At this juncture, Xiao Xiao saw Wei Jie actually hugging one of the beast’s heads with his arms. She steeled her heart and also imitated his posture, hugging the other beast head, twisting her hand to immobilize it.

    At this moment, Wei Jie shouted at the scholar sitting on the ground, “Hey! Come over here!”

    The scholar had been sitting on the ground in a daze, seemingly unable to come back to his senses. Only when he heard Wei Jie’s shout did he tremblingly get up.

    “Lend me your mouth. Spit some yang qi into this beast’s mouth!” The corpse-eating beast had an addiction to eating rotten things but feared yang qi. Wei Jie knew this point, so he instructed as such.

    Huh? The scholar seemed to be dumbfounded upon hearing it.

    Wei Jie held the beast’s neck with force and shouted, “Hurry up! Otherwise, once it breaks free, it will kill us. By then, we will all become its meal!”

    Hearing him say this, the scholar immediately perked up, mustered endless courage, and boldly stretched his neck to forcefully spit a few mouthfuls of breath into the beast’s mouth that was pried open by the whip.

    Strangely, the beast seemed to be so nauseated by the scholar’s breath that it actually rolled its eyes in disgust. Then with a burst of strength, it broke free from Wei Jie and Cui Xiao Xiao. Like being drunk, it lay on the ground and started vomiting loudly.

    As a result, the Broken Soul Snake meat it had just eaten was completely vomited out.

    The corpse-eating beast, which couldn’t stop vomiting, quickly shrank like a deflated bag. With a swing of Wei Jie’s whip, its neck was tied up.

    This corpse-eating beast only liked to eat rotten things and could not be tainted by human yang qi. After the soul power of the Broken Soul Snake dissipated, it turned into the appearance of a pug again. It didn’t turn invisible anymore and just raised its huge head, wagging its tail at Wei Jie in a fawning manner.

    At this moment, Wei Jie heard Cui Xiao Xiao asking anxiously beside him, “How is it? Are you hurt?”

    It could be heard that her voice was even tearful, truly filled with heartfelt anxiety.

    Wei Jie knew that she must have been worried when he protected her just now.

    He couldn’t help but smile and was about to turn around to tell Xiao Xiao that he was fine.

    But when he turned his head, he saw that his master’s little face was full of heartache. She quickly ran towards that white-faced scholar who had been sitting on the ground in a daze…

    Wei Jie was locked together with her and could only be dragged along by her with a long face.

    Xiao Xiao rushed to the scholar’s side and helped the still dizzy scholar up. After confirming that he was only frightened and not seriously injured, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked softly, “May I ask… what is your esteemed surname, sir?”

    The scholar had been sitting in a daze on a large rock since he fell, watching an amazing battle between humans and beasts. He was also forced to pass qi mouth-to-mouth to this ferocious monster. For a while, he was in a trance and couldn’t come back to his senses.

    It wasn’t until Xiao Xiao dragged Wei Jie over and inquired about his well-being that he slowly wiped his sweaty forehead and cupped his hands in salute, “This humble one’s surname is Tang, given name Youshu. May I ask for the names of you two heroes?”

    Hearing the scholar state his name as “Tang Youshu,” Xiao Xiao’s heart that had been in suspense finally settled down.

    Thank the gods of all directions! She had finally arrived in time to save her master!

    It’s just that her current master looked gentle and fair, pure and clean, seeming to overflow with a youthful aura, vastly different from the white-haired and wise old man in her memory.

    But looking at his soft and jade-like gaze, it was exactly the same as the old man in her memory!

    Xiao Xiao never thought that in her life, she would have the fortune to see her master again!

    In an instant, she was overwhelmed with emotions. Her eyes unknowingly became moist. She respectfully helped Tang Youshu up and said softly to him, “Master… Mr. Tang, you really scared me to death just now…”

    At this moment, a lazy voice came from the side, “The situation just now wouldn’t have killed anyone. If it weren’t for me, at most, you would have been eaten by the corpse-eating beast. Then your souls would not be able to ascend and would always be controlled by it.”

    Wei Jie added unhurriedly from the side. Looking at his expression, he seemed to regret not seeing the exciting scene of people being eaten.

    That Mr. Tang was quite responsive and quickly cupped his hands in salute, “This great hero’s skills are remarkable, well-versed in the way of capturing beasts. At a glance, he is no ordinary person! I have been visiting famous mountains and great rivers, wanting to find an immortal master. I didn’t expect to encounter a great person here…”

    Saying this, Tang Youshu was so excited that he trembled. He knelt on the ground with a thud, “If the great hero doesn’t mind, I am willing to take the great hero as my master and learn the skills of subduing demons and eliminating monsters from you!”

    Obviously, Wei Jie’s calm and bravery just now had moved the young scholar’s aspiration to improve himself, wanting to take him as his master.

    These words were almost identical to what Tang Youshu said when he first met Wei Jie back then.

    It’s just that this time, the Great Demon King Wei looked him up and down with a picky gaze and then mockingly said, “You don’t seem to have good aptitude and are not suited for cultivation. You’d better go elsewhere to seek a famous master!”

    Upon hearing this, Xiao Xiao was instantly stunned.

    Because according to the memoir in her master’s secret manual, when Wei Jie accepted disciples back then, he did say that her master’s aptitude was not good. However, in appreciation of Tang Youshu risking his life to fight the corpse-eating beast for him, he still made an exception and accepted him.

    But now, because of her appearance disrupting the course of events, Wei Jie was not in a desperate and helpless situation, and Master Tang Youshu’s merit of risking his life to save him was greatly reduced. Given Wei Jie’s temperament, he definitely would not accept a stranger as his disciple for no reason…

    Seeing Tang Youshu’s disappointed and sad expression after being rejected, Xiao Xiao also felt quite uncomfortable.

    Because she knew how much her master admired this demonic master of his.

    He once said that he had no regrets in this life about taking Wei Jie as his master!

    Thinking of this, Xiao Xiao couldn’t help but pull Wei Jie aside and whispered on behalf of her master, “…Since he sincerely wants to take you as his master, why don’t you accept him?”

    Wei Jie was using his whip to lead the corpse-eating beast. Out of boredom, he kicked its butt with his foot. Hearing Xiao Xiao’s words, he half-raised his sword-like eyebrows. His pair of purple eyes seemed to be smiling yet not smiling as he inquired, “You are quite chivalrous, treating that scholar so well… Didn’t you say you dropped something in the valley? How come I don’t see you looking for it, but instead, you are inquiring about that scholar’s well-being? Could it be… that you lost a lover?”

    What kind of nonsense is this! It’s simply an insult to the master and an unfilial act!

    Xiao Xiao widened her eyes and said, “Bah! What lover! I feel a sense of familiarity with Mr. Tang at first sight. Looking at him, I feel that he is kind-hearted, like a father!”

    Wei Jie nodded in sudden realization upon hearing this and turned his head to ask the young man who was still kneeling on the ground and refusing to get up, “Mr. Tang, how old are you this year?”

    Tang Youshu quickly replied respectfully, “I am sixteen this year!”

    Oh, so this father is actually a year younger than Sect Master Cui!

    Wei Jie turned his head and glared at his master with a sidelong glance, silently accusing his master of recognizing the young as the old, which was really shameless!

    Alright, Cui Xiao Xiao also couldn’t explain to Wei Jie this spontaneous father-daughter affection that far surpassed age limitations.

    She cleared her throat and said to Tang Youshu, “Mr. Tang, there will be plenty of time in the future. You have seen too few sects now, so you think he is an exceptional talent. Perhaps in the future, you will meet a master more suitable for you… You will definitely have great achievements!”

    These words obviously couldn’t comfort the hurt heart of the young Tang Youshu. He looked at Wei Jie in disappointment, his lips trembling, and even the corners of his eyes were moist.

    Xiao Xiao couldn’t bear to see this. If she went back more than two hundred years and let her master feel heartbroken and sad, wouldn’t that be unfilial!

    She pursed her lips and glared at her unruly disciple, “It’s just accepting a disciple! I, as the grand-master, agree! You can accept him for now! We’re taking this talent for our Talisman Sect!”

    Wei Jie sneered and sized up Tang Youshu, who looked like a scrawny chicken. He gladly said, “Hurry up and thank your grand-master. Come, first kowtow to her!”

    Tang Youshu looked at Cui Xiao Xiao in disbelief and quietly confirmed with Wei Jie, “This lady… is your master?”

    Seeing Wei Jie nod, Tang Youshu immediately perked up and kowtowed to his grand-master, “Grand-master above, please accept this disciple’s bow!”

    How could Cui Xiao Xiao dare to accept this life-shortening bow? She ran over and held his arm, “Our Talisman Sect is not particular about formalities and doesn’t follow these grand etiquette routines. You can just call me Xiao Xiao normally. There’s no need to call me grand-master!”

    Huh? How can one be so disrespectful? Tang Youshu immediately shook his head like a rattle drum and repeatedly said, “How can this be done?”

    But Wei Jie disrespectfully interjected, “Oh, not particular about formalities! Not bad… Xiao Xiao, see if the corpse-eating beast scratched my back.”

    Cui Xiao Xiao didn’t want the Demon King to address her so intimately. She glared at him coldly and said, “You have to call me Master! Don’t call me by my name!”

  • They All Want to Be My Female Lead chapter 34

    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.

  • They All Want to Be My Female Lead chapter 33

    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?

     

     


     

    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”.Ā 

  • I Am a Devil, I Only Understand Transactions chapter 14

    Chapter 14: The Angel’s Disadvantage

    “That’s the devil’s ability. We angels don’t use such things to tempt people to fall.” Raphi shook her head.

    “So you’re saying this talent is real, and he can really permanently enhance my talent?”

    “Yes, it’s real.” Raphi frowned slightly. She had a bad feeling.

    “Making a deal with the devil requires paying a great price. Don’t fall into the devil’s trap. They will make your life a mess.”

    “What are the terms of your deal? Don’t just consider what you think. Consider the deeper meaning.”

    “For example, if he says the condition is ten years of your life, it might not be taking away ten years of your life but possibly leaving you with only ten years to live.”

    Looking at Raphi, Ginko Sora always felt that this angel didn’t seem as capable as Luo Feng.

    It was a woman’s intuition because Luo Feng gave her the feeling of being omnipotent, appearing and disappearing mysteriously, and possibly showing up anywhere at any time.

    Moreover, when she was talking about Luo Feng and her deal, she didn’t know for sure what the deal entailed but was giving examples.

    Now two things could be confirmed. The first was that everything Luo Feng promised her was real, not just talk. He could really enhance her, not just temporarily.

    The second point was that even if Luo Feng was a devil, he couldn’t do whatever he wanted. He had to follow the rules of the deal. This made her breathe a sigh of relief.

    Previously, she was afraid that Luo Feng would force her regardless of anything. Since he couldn’t force her, she was relieved.

    No matter what happened in the end, it was her own choice.

    “The terms of our deal… I won’t make a deal with him.” Ginko Sora shook her head.

    “Young lady, you are wavering.” Raphi said seriously, “There’s really no benefit in making a deal with the devil. He’s a true devil with no mercy.”

    “I’m not wavering!” Ginko Sora said firmly, “I definitely won’t make a deal with him. Definitely not!”

    Raphi felt that this girl was putting on a brave face…

    Her words were tough, but the desire in her heart wasn’t fake.

    Why could devils often succeed? It wasn’t that people were all greedy, but that the benefits they offered were really hard to refuse.

    Countless people were like moths to a flame, rushing towards the trap set by the devil without hesitation.

    If she were to say that Luo Feng wouldn’t fulfill his promise or something like that, she wouldn’t do it. One reason was that the rules of the heavenly realm didn’t allow it, and the other was that it would be too easily discovered by Luo Feng. Then he would really have a reason to tear off her wings and use them as decorations.

    Damn it, playing games with someone with unequal strength while having to follow the rules is too tiring!

    “Mm, not wavering is a good thing.” Raphi said softly, “Think about it, life is so beautiful. Talent is something you’re born with. There’s no need to rely on external forces to forcefully enhance it.”

    “Then… can you make me remember those two games? I don’t want the talent, just remembering them would be good…”

    “I can’t, young lady.” Raphi gently shook her head, “Those are things you got from the devil. They’re his things. Even that part of your memory belongs to him. I can’t give you his things.”

    Ginko Sora fell silent.

    “Sorry, I can’t help you much. Heaven has its own rules, unlike hell which has no bottom line.” Raphi said, “What I can be sure of is that as long as you don’t actively interact with him and don’t waver no matter what deal he offers, you’ll definitely be able to go to heaven in the future.”

    According to the rules and her previous life trajectory, it was indeed the case.

    “Mm, I understand. Thank you, Miss Angel.” Ginko Sora felt a bit mentally exhausted.

    “Phew, I’ve said all I needed to say. I’m going to go save more people.” Raphi said.

    All she could do was talk.

    In terms of ability to act, angels had a natural disadvantage compared to devils.

    It was like a standoff between police and criminals. The ones at a disadvantage were always the police because criminals could kill hostages and destroy things at will, but the police couldn’t, except for warrior nations.

    “Wait.” Ginko Sora suddenly thought of something, “He can manipulate my memories. Could it be that… something has already happened between us, and then he erased that part of my memory?”

    The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. After all, Luo Feng had that ability!

    “You’re overthinking it.” Raphi shook her head, “If he did it, he would definitely let you know. Devils are all twisted.”

    “That’s good then.” Ginko Sora breathed a sigh of relief.

    She still wanted to ask something, but she found that Raphi had already disappeared.

    She leaned on the chair, feeling powerless.

    If I expose his identity as a devil, will he panic?

    Ginko Sora instinctively felt that he wouldn’t. He didn’t seem to care how she viewed him.

    Angel, devil…

    I just want to play shogi well, become a professional shogi player, and compete with Yaichi.

    Is my life a bit too exciting?

    After leaving Ginko Sora, Luo Feng returned to his store and continued lazing around.

    As for whether he was afraid of Raphi causing trouble for him? He was only afraid that she wouldn’t cause enough trouble.

    As long as she kept interfering with him, there would be times when she exposed her weaknesses.

    Rather than tearing off her wings, it would be more exciting to turn her into a fallen angel.

    Why did she think that a devil like him would really care about the so-called rules set by hell? Those political-minded people in heaven were too naive.

    He stayed like this until late at night, only going out to make a deal and collect two souls in the meantime.

    Ding-a-ling.

    Just then, someone entered through the door.

    It was a woman with a dignified appearance and a beautiful face full of authority.

    She was wearing a kimono and looked a bit lost and dejected.

    She looked to be in her thirties, but she was probably in her forties or fifties, just very well-maintained.

    How lucky is this woman to have entered my store?

    “Phew…” She found a table and sat down, looking a bit tired.

    Compared to ordinary restaurants and bars, izakayas belonged to the late night. Some people came in groups of three or five, chatting away, while others came alone, burdened with worries.

    Obviously, this person was the latter.

    Luo Feng’s store wasn’t a place that just anyone could enter. Although the entrances were scattered in most cities across the country, not many people would be willing to come in.

    It was like a row of stores. A popular store might attract customers, but a store with no customers would have a hard time attracting customers. He amplified this psychological suggestion.

    People who liked familiar stores in the first place wouldn’t come, and ordinary customers would be even less likely to come.

    Those who could enter were either people who particularly liked quietness or old unlucky fellows.

    Luo Feng, like a normal izakaya owner, served her a stack of small dishes.

    This wasn’t a mistake. This dish was specifically for her and couldn’t be found on the menu. It was equivalent to what other places called a service fee or seat fee, priced at 800 yen.

    Don’t underestimate this dish. It was usually made by the owner using seasonal or recommended ingredients of the day, and sometimes it tasted even better than the dishes ordered by the customers.

    “Beautiful miss, why are you out drinking alone?” Luo Feng placed the menu in front of her and sat down, looking her up and down.

  • I Am a Devil, I Only Understand Transactions chapter 13

    Chapter 13: The Rhythm Master

    Just now, he didn’t think much of it. After all, the distance between the two was just a bit close. But now, he had to think more about it.

    It was Senior Sister who was grabbing that man’s hand, not the man grabbing Senior Sister’s hand.

    Senior Sister… actually took the initiative?

    Combined with Senior Sister’s nervous and strange behavior when they met yesterday, even if he was dense, he couldn’t treat them as just having a normal customer and store owner relationship. Even if they weren’t lovers, they should have a special relationship.

    Yaichi Kuzuryuu tried his best to search through his memories. He really didn’t know about the existence of such a person.

    Ginko Sora’s social circle was very small, basically all people from the shogi world. It was rare for Yaichi Kuzuryuu not to know someone.

    Stay calm, I have to stay calm. Just pretend nothing happened, pretend I didn’t see anything.

    As for their relationship, I can ask Senior Sister later. Senior Sister will definitely tell me. I’m her junior brother after all…

    This time when Yaichi Kuzuryuu ran into them, Luo Feng didn’t remind Ginko Sora.

    “So, do you think I’m more like a god or a devil?” Luo Feng said softly, “Think carefully before answering. This answer is very important.”

    “Neither.” Ginko Sora gave a third answer.

    If she said he was like a god, the request he made didn’t match the image of a god in her heart at all.

    If she said he was like a devil, he also wasn’t like the devil in her heart who did whatever he wanted.

    “Tsk, what a boring answer.” Luo Feng shook his head helplessly, “I’m going back. You’re not the only one who needs my salvation.”

    “Does your salvation always require such a big price…?”

    “How do you know that sleeping with me for a year isn’t a kind of salvation for you?” Luo Feng said meaningfully, “Your junior brother has very good romantic luck. If you get hung up on him, in the end, you might lose both shogi and him. You will have nothing and die in agony.”

    After saying that, Luo Feng broke free from her small hand and walked towards his izakaya, leaving Ginko Sora in a daze.

    He, he said sleeping with him was saving me?

    She stood there for a full three minutes before understanding Luo Feng’s train of thought and reluctantly piecing together yesterday’s and today’s events.

    He was a god who listened to her inner thoughts, pitied her, favored her, and brought her to his place.

    He gave her talent for three days, wanting her to permanently obtain this talent at the cost of sleeping with him for a year.

    Why did he give this reason? Was it really because she disrespected a god? Was he really that petty?

    If Luo Feng were still here, he would definitely answer Ginko Sora: He was indeed quite petty.

    But Ginko Sora combined today’s events with the other things he said and came to a different conclusion.

    Since he could see memories and read thoughts, he must be able to see the future, right?

    By proposing that condition, did he want her to break things off with Yaichi?

    Because Yaichi might marry Keika in the future, or marry Ai Yashajin, or marry Ai Hinatsuru?

    At that time, would she completely break down? This wasn’t impossible to happen!

    Her world only had Yaichi and shogi. If Yaichi ended up with another woman, she didn’t know what kind of mood she would be in at that time. She didn’t even dare to think about it.

    Then… because she was attached to Yaichi, her shogi skills would decline, and she would gradually fade out of Yaichi’s sight?

    Ginko Sora had already seen the talent of his two female disciples. She felt those two girls might really threaten her position.

    Since Yaichi loved shogi so much, would he also love them so much?

    Ginko Sora felt very cold as if her blood had frozen.

    If she lost to those two girls in shogi and lost Yaichi in love, what would be the point of living?

    “Who will he end up with…”

    Ginko Sora opened her mouth and only then realized that Luo Feng had disappeared.

    That’s right. Whether he was a devil or a god, his eyes couldn’t only be on her.

    Who would he favor?

    There definitely wasn’t only one talented and cute female shogi player.

    Ginko Sora’s heart was in turmoil. Without thinking, she walked towards the train station.

    No, I have to go home and calm down.

    Ginko Sora’s rhythm was successfully thrown off by Luo Feng, making her completely misunderstand Luo Feng’s intentions.

    After Luo Feng’s meddling today, a crack appeared in both Yaichi Kuzuryuu and Ginko Sora’s hearts, like a spark that could start a prairie fire or an ant hole at the bottom of a thousand-mile embankment.

    If Luo Feng were just an ordinary person, he wouldn’t be able to do this at all. He wouldn’t even be able to get close to Ginko Sora.

    Unfortunately, Luo Feng wasn’t an ordinary person but a devil.

    With Ginko Sora’s side having problems, with a little trick, naturally, that unconfident Dragon King could also have problems.

    “Little girl, you seem very lost.”

    Just as Ginko Sora arrived home, white feathers fell from the sky.

    In a daze, a girl in a pure white dress appeared in front of Ginko Sora. Like her, she also had silver hair and was crossing space, walking towards her.

    What the hell?

    Have I been praying to gods too much lately? Why am I seeing an angel again?

    If it were before, she would have thought she was dreaming.

    But now that she had even met the God of Shogi, meeting an angel wasn’t that unacceptable.

    Ginko Sora looked at the other party in a daze and asked puzzledly, “You… are an angel? An angel sent by the God of Shogi?”

    “No, I don’t know any God of Shogi.” Raphi floated in front of Ginko Sora, “But, it’s true that you’ve been targeted by a devil.”

    “Devil? Is he really a devil? Then why does he have such shogi skills?”

    Luo Feng had already admitted that he was a devil before, but Ginko Sora wasn’t sure about either side.

    Now that someone with a golden aura appeared, no matter how you looked at it, their aura was higher than Luo Feng’s and seemed more reliable.

    “That’s not his shogi skill. His shogi ability is only at the level of knowing the rules. He just stole someone else’s talent, giving you this illusion.” A sacred light emanated from Raphi, “If you want to live a normal life, it’s best to stay away from that guy and never see him again. Ignore him. Devils follow their own rules. As long as you don’t go to him for a deal, he won’t do anything to you.”

    If he really forced this girl, that would be a good thing. The more he did such things, the further he would be from the position of Lord because it would affect his evaluation as a devil. After all, the rule of devils was to make deals.

    This was a rule they set themselves and shouldn’t violate… right?

    As for Ginko Sora’s fate?

    Raphi expressed that she would sincerely pray for and bless her.

    “Then… can you give me my current talent?” Ginko Sora’s eyes lit up.

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists chapter 13

    Chapter 13: The Plan

    Shortly after Mu Zhi’an left the room, Bai Ruoxi finished comforting the assaulted young woman and followed him out.

    ā€œWhat are you going to do now?ā€ she asked softly, her gaze fixed on him.

    Killing Gongsun Zan might have offered a moment of satisfaction, but it would undoubtedly bring a world of trouble. While the Mu family could handle it, they would still suffer losses.

    Mu Zhi’an seemed lost in thought. After a while, he blinked as if waking from a daze. ā€œDo about what?ā€

    Bai Ruoxi’s lips parted slightly. ā€œAbout Gongsun Zan…ā€

    ā€œWhat does Gongsun Zan have to do with me?ā€ Mu Zhi’an asked.

    Bai Ruoxi stared at him, then seemed to understand. ā€œYou’re planning to sneak out of here?ā€

    She shook her head. ā€œIt won’t work. The Gongsun family servants saw you enter. Even if you leave now, word will reach them eventually.ā€

    Mu Zhi’an remained silent, continuing down the path.

    ā€œDo you regret it?ā€ Bai Ruoxi asked suddenly.

    Mu Zhi’an shook his head. ā€œIf I had the chance to do it again, I would.ā€

    ā€œYou’re a good person, Young Master Mu,ā€ Bai Ruoxi murmured.

    With his status, he could have easily ignored the situation. No one in Tianxuan City could touch him… Yet, he had intervened, bringing trouble upon himself for no personal gain.

    ā€œI’m not a good person,ā€ Mu Zhi’an replied with a smile. ā€œI just don’t want to be a bad one. And I can’t stand to watch someone commit evil acts right before my eyes.ā€

    Bai Ruoxi opened her mouth to speak, to point out that he himself had a terrible reputation, but then she thought about his actions these past few days and swallowed her words.

    If he truly wanted to do evil, he could have forced himself on her in the carriage… Although she would have likely rejected him.

    When she’d pleaded with him for help, she hadn’t been prepared to go that far.

    Can a person truly change overnight…?

    If someone had asked her that before, she wouldn’t have known the answer.

    But now, she could answer with certainty: Yes.

    The notorious playboy of Tianxuan City had truly changed.

    Mu Zhi’an, oblivious to her thoughts, asked, ā€œSpeaking of which, aren’t you worried that Gongsun Zan’s servants might escape?ā€

    Bai Ruoxi shook her head. ā€œMengrou is guarding the entrance. No one will get past her.ā€

    So that’s why she came in. Mengrou was outside… Mu Zhi’an nodded in understanding.

    ā€œHow how are you going to handle the Gongsun Zan situation, Young Master Mu?ā€ Bai Ruoxi couldn’t help but ask.

    Their initial plan was to approach Gongsun Zan and gather information. Now, he was dead, and Mu Zhi’an had made a powerful enemy… If this wasn’t handled properly, it would cause a major headache for the Mu family.

    ā€œWe’ll handle it the usual way,ā€ Mu Zhi’an replied casually.

    ā€œCremation, water burial, or we could just leave his body out for the dogs. Plenty of options.ā€

    Bai Ruoxi frowned.

    He was joking at a time like this. Didn’t he realize the trouble they were in?

    As if reading her mind, Mu Zhi’an chuckled. ā€œActually, Miss Bai, Gongsun Zan is far more useful to us now than he ever was alive.ā€

    Bai Ruoxi stared at him, confused. ā€œBut… he’s dead.ā€

    ā€œAh, but that’s where you’re mistaken, Miss Bai.ā€

    He turned to look at her, his gaze meeting hers. ā€œSometimes, the dead are far more useful than the living.ā€

    Bai Ruoxi was stunned.

    ā€œGongsun Zan is more useful dead?ā€

    She was about to ask him to explain, but they had already reached the courtyard.

    The servants involved in the raid were gathered in an open space, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Mu Zhi’an.

    As if he was a demon.

    They had overheard the confrontation between Mu Zhi’an and Gongsun Zan. Afterward, there had been silence… And their comrade who had been sent to investigate was nowhere to be found.

    Mu Zhi’an… had likely killed Gongsun Zan!

    ā€œMengrou,ā€ Mu Zhi’an called out.

    Wei Mengrou nodded. She gestured towards the group of servants. ā€œWhat should we do with them?ā€

    The servants shuddered, and one of them dropped to his knees, pleading for mercy. ā€œPlease spare me, Young Master Mu! I was only following Young Master Gongsun’s orders! Iā€”ā€

    ā€œWere you following his orders when you assaulted the female servants?ā€ Mu Zhi’an asked, his voice laced with scorn.

    The servant fell silent.

    ā€œDon’t worry. Someone will decide your fate. But it won’t be me.ā€

    Mu Zhi’an scanned the group, his gaze cold. ā€œI’m not going to kill you… Howeverā€¦ā€

    He paused. ā€œDid you see anything in the manor?ā€

    ā€œWe saw nothingā€ they replied in unison.

    ā€œWrong,ā€ Mu Zhi’an said, shaking his head. ā€œYou saw everything.ā€

    The servants looked up at him, their eyes wide with terror.

    He was going to silence them…

    ā€œYou saw Gongsun Zan assaulting the women. You saw Mu Zhi’an intervening to stop him,ā€ Mu Zhi’an continued.

    Bai Ruoxi glanced at him, her brow furrowed.

    That explanation wouldn’t account for Gongsun Zan’s death… And they had been seen on the street by other residents of Tianxuan City. The Gongsun family would easily uncover the truth.

    ā€œAfterward, Mu Zhi’an left,ā€ Mu Zhi’an continued. ā€œBut after the raid was concluded, Gongsun Zan was killed by a mysterious black-robed man. Understand?ā€

    A black-robed man…?

    The servants exchanged glances, skepticism etched on their faces.

    But they quickly realized they had no other choice. They nodded eagerly.

    Mu Zhi’an turned to Wei Mengrou. ā€œI’ll leave the rest to you, Mengrou.ā€

    ā€œVery well,ā€ she replied.

    Core Formation cultivators trained their Primordial Spirit. At this level, Wei Mengrou could manipulate memories, or rather, implant suggestions.

    Of course, this required the target’s cooperation.

    And these servants had no other options. They didn’t care about Gongsun Zan’s fate. Their own survival was all that mattered.

    Bai Ruoxi, however, remained worried. She approached Mu Zhi’an and whispered, ā€œThe Gongsun family patriarch won’t believe this story.ā€

    No one had ever seen this supposed black-robed man. The shrewd Gongsun patriarch wouldn’t accept such a flimsy explanation.

    ā€œOf course not,ā€ Mu Zhi’an replied with a smile. ā€œBut what if he saw the black-robed man with his own eyes?ā€

    Bai Ruoxi stared at him, confused.

    ā€œA mysterious Core Formation expert infiltrating Tianxuan City… such a threat would surely unite everyone against a common enemy, wouldn’t it, Miss Bai?ā€ Mu Zhi’an asked, his gaze meeting hers.