Get Lost, Rebellious Disciple (18)

The Peak Master of Danfeng was already waiting at Fate Inn. Seeing so many people had changed their attire, he couldn't help but cast an approving glance at Little Wei.

He had long heard that this Gu girl treated the sect's disciples well, and today, it proved true.

The group quickly prepared and arrived at the outer entrance of Sunset Forest. With so many cultivators coming and going, a small path had formed here. For some reason today, the place was unusually lively.

Little Wei knew at a glance that Sunset Forest must hold some destined opportunity for the male and female leads.

Because she saw Li Yu.

It had to be said, Li Yu was truly living the dream—flanked by beauties on both sides, with an extra one to boot. This treatment seemed even more enviable than Xiao Linfeng's in that post-apocalyptic world.

The only question was whether this male lead had any screws loose.

However, this mission didn’t seem to have much to do with the protagonists, so Little Wei figured there was no need to focus her attention on Li Yu.

"Little Nailuo, is everything alright in the sect?" Little Wei asked before entering.

Little Nailuo hurriedly shook her head.

"Nothing’s wrong."

It was downright eerie. Where exactly was the demonic cultivator hiding in the sect?

Could it be that she had overlooked something all this time?

Little Wei instinctively glanced at Duan Lingyun, who was frowning at the grass on the ground, likely still puzzling over what she had witnessed the previous night.

Good grief!

No matter how talented Duan Lingyun was, there was no way she could have figured that out without guidance, right?

But then again, was it possible that Little Wei’s interference had altered Duan Lingyun’s fate?

Little Wei carefully recalled the tragic diary entries of Duan Lingyun from the original host’s memories.

Combined with the disciple roster she had seen earlier, Little Wei seemed to have pieced it together.

Her mission this time was probably to prevent Duan Lingyun from turning to the dark side.

Exactly. Duan Lingyun’s talent was rather peculiar—on the surface, she appeared even weaker than Ye Mingtian, yet now her cultivation and strength far surpassed both him and Cheng Yuguang.

As for diligence…

Well, Cheng Yuguang and the others were plenty diligent too.

Just as Little Wei was pondering whether she had already completed her mission, a girl approached.

It was one of Li Yu’s harem members—his childhood sweetheart, Ruan Qiaoqiao.

Her appearance was unbearably cute, the exact type that romance novel authors adored.

The kind who’d burst into tears at the slightest provocation.

"Um, sister, would you like to join us? There’s a rare Bloom of Eternal Beauty in Sunset Forest—you’d definitely love it. With our combined efforts, our chances would be much higher."

Though her words were sweet, Ruan Qiaoqiao couldn’t hide a tinge of jealousy in her heart.

Her dear Li Yu had taken a liking to this girl. How infuriating.

Why did so many people have to compete for Li Yu’s affection?

Still, for someone as remarkable as him, being just one of his women was already a blessing.

"Huh?" Little Wei blinked, then glanced back at Li Yu’s group.

Noticing her gaze, Li Yu immediately put on his most refined and gentle expression—the kind he knew worked best on naive, sheltered girls in the cultivation world.

Honestly, large-scale worlds like this were so much more entertaining.

Those lower-tier worlds couldn’t compare.

These girls were pure, bashful, and utterly clueless about romance—he absolutely adored molding them to his tastes.

That’s right.

Li Yu was another transmigrator in this world.

Unlike most, aside from completing missions, he had a hobby: collecting women like stamps.

Across countless worlds, just a couple of high-quality beauties were enough to make life heavenly.

Especially in the last world, where he had stolen the protagonist’s wife right from under his nose.

No doubt about it—the protagonist’s woman was always the best.

Just thinking about that girl’s flavor made him lick his lips.

So sweet!

This one in front of him probably wouldn’t disappoint either.

And with such a large entourage, she had to be either the sect leader’s daughter or some noble family’s young mistress.

Li Yu relished the thought of breaking high-status girls like her—reducing them to nothing but trampled dust.

The mere idea of her soft, tearful whimpers sent a rush of heat through his veins.

What Li Yu would never guess, however, was that the soul inside the girl he fancied was actually a man.

And since Little Wei was male to begin with, he recognized Li Yu’s gaze instantly.

This protagonist was nothing but a lecherous old dog.

Little Wei scoffed.

"No thanks." He outright rejected the offer.

Since this had nothing to do with him, there was no need to get entangled with this protagonist.

Meanwhile, Li Yu saw Ruan Qiaoqiao return dejected and was about to frown when his system chimed in.

"Host, the target has appeared—she’s in the group ahead."

"Who?" Li Yu asked urgently.

He had his own mission, after all.

The original Li Yu had developed some unsavory intentions toward a demonic cultivator and ended up devoured by her.

His goal was to find that demonic cultivator and kill her.

But first, he had to fulfill the original host’s twisted desires toward her.

Yet for years, the demonic cultivator had remained in seclusion, so Li Yu had treated this world like a vacation. Rewards or not, as long as there were women to bed, he couldn’t lose.

"I can’t tell you directly—rules are rules. But I can say she’s within your line of sight."

Li Yu’s eyes narrowed.

If that were the case, then the girl from earlier couldn’t be her. That left only one other possibility.

His sharp gaze landed on Duan Lingyun, who exuded an icy aura.

Unlike Leng Ruoshuang’s frosty demeanor, this girl’s coldness was ethereal—like an autumn breeze, crisp and chilling.

Leng Ruoshuang noticed Li Yu’s expression and frowned.

"Li Yu, don’t tell me you’ve taken a liking to my friend?" She pressed her lips together.

Her beloved young master was perfect in every way… except for his philandering.

A fatal flaw.

"Of course not," Li Yu reassured his favorite girl.

Cold as she was, she was all the wilder in bed.

Though the idea of having her and her best friend was tantalizing.

Either way, he’d have his fun. The only downside was that this girl didn’t seem demonic enough yet.

He preferred the dark, twisted types—they were more loyal.

Pity this wasn’t a modern setting. Otherwise, cat ears, black stockings, white stockings…

Just imagining it made his nose itch.

No, no. If he kept this up, he’d get a nosebleed.

Leng Ruoshuang huffed.

"But Lingyun isn’t that kind of girl. She’s even more aloof than I am—practically repelled by men." She had spent some time with Duan Lingyun before.

She was a girl who tugged at one’s heartstrings.

If she could be with Young Master Li, perhaps she’d learn to lower her guard.

Duan Lingyun had no idea how wonderful being a woman could be.

At this thought, Leng Ruoshuang’s cheeks flushed slightly.

Oh no. Something seemed to have seeped into the fabric.

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