Li Yu inquired further with Leng Ruoshuang about Duan Lingyun’s temperament before leading a few girls to exchange words with the old man ahead.
The Peak Master of Dan Peak initially intended to refuse, but for some reason, the words of rejection simply wouldn’t leave his lips, and he ended up agreeing instead.
He had no idea that Li Yu possessed something called a "Charm Aura."
It sounded like something women would use, but its effects were substantial.
It could increase the favorability of those around the wearer by fifty percent.
If the wearer was particularly good-looking, attracting girls became ridiculously easy.
Li Yu had relied on this very thing to make three girls utterly infatuated with him, to the point they couldn’t imagine life without him.
Had the Peak Master of Dan Peak been a woman, he’d probably be gazing at Li Yu with lovestruck eyes by now.
Seeing the Peak Master agree, Li Yu then struck up conversations with the disciples behind him.
Strangely, Little Wei couldn’t hear a word he said—as if something was blocking her hearing.
To block the hearing of a Nascent Soul expert…
She grew wary. This male lead didn’t seem so simple after all.
Or perhaps…
Was he a transmigrator?
It wasn’t impossible.
Generally, transmigrators also came with cheats.
Little Wei stared at Li Yu’s back, but before she could react, he turned around and flashed her what he probably thought was a dashing smile.
Yuck.
Little Wei nearly gagged.
Her skin crawled. Any man subjected to Li Yu’s gaze would probably want to bolt immediately.
Damn it, I’ll kick this bastard when I get the chance.
She firmly resolved in her heart.
Meanwhile, Li Yu grew even more excited.
He never expected his target and the girl he’d just taken a liking to would be master and disciple.
From the way these disciples spoke, they seemed to hail from a prestigious sect and held great respect for that girl.
They called her "Zhenren"?
That meant she had to be at least a Nascent Soul expert.
A master and disciple pair—now that was really pushing boundaries.
Li Yu loved this kind of play.
Little Wei, however, couldn’t stand Li Yu’s gaze any longer and poked Cheng Yuguang beside her.
"Hey, kid, go kick him for me, and I’ll give you a spirit stone."
Besides, this could also force Cheng Yuguang to confront Li Yu, which might reveal whether Cheng Yuguang was the real male lead.
Of course, she wouldn’t let anything happen to him.
"Zhenren, why?" Cheng Yuguang scratched his head, utterly confused.
"Because he pisses me off." Little Wei’s reasoning was so blunt it left Cheng Yuguang speechless.
And judging by Li Yu’s behavior, he seemed to have designs on his wife.
Damn it, this is infuriating.
If not for the circumstances, Little Wei would’ve dragged this bastard into the woods, found the sturdiest branch, and sent him straight to the afterlife—preferably with an explosive finale.
The way he looked at people was so disgusting. If she weren’t so attached to her sword, she’d have skewered him with it already.
Cheng Yuguang, seeing how childish Little Wei was being, sighed but still tried to placate her. "Zhenren, Master told me to keep an eye on you and make sure you don’t cause trouble. If he annoys you, just pretend he’s a rock."
Little Wei shot him a glare. Cheng Yuguang pursed his lips and cautiously amended, "Or… a dog?"
Yes, a dog.
That explanation finally satisfied her a little.
Still, Little Wei had already decided she’d spar with that man later. At the mid Foundation Establishment stage, if he was a transmigrator, he’d surely pull out some magical artifact.
She wasn’t entirely sure what the other transmigrator’s mission was, but based on the last world’s pattern, their targets were probably the same.
She had noticed Li Yu sneaking glances at her wife multiple times.
Generally, male leads would go for the highest-quality girl available. If they hadn’t secured the last one, they wouldn’t just switch targets so casually.
So there was a ninety percent chance this guy was a transmigrator.
That smug, lecherous look of his was downright nauseating.
Thinking this, Little Wei instinctively moved closer to Duan Lingyun. Noticing her disciple still seemed troubled, she poked her waist.
"Little disciple, do you see that dog over there?" Little Wei huffed, hoping her disciple would catch on.
"What?"
Duan Lingyun still couldn’t follow her master’s train of thought.
"That bastard up ahead." Little Wei shot a glance at Li Yu’s back before poking her disciple again.
"The way he looks at you is disgusting. It makes me angry." She kept poking.
Duan Lingyun froze.
Even though she had no concept of romantic feelings, she could tell—
Her master was whining.
Her master was whining at her disciple.
Why?
Duan Lingyun couldn’t comprehend it, but she was thoroughly stunned.
Yet, seeing her master like this for the first time, aside from feeling helpless, she also felt a strange flicker of joy.
Suddenly, she wanted nothing more than to pull her master into her arms and… get closer.
But how?
Duan Lingyun thought back to the alluring sight she’d witnessed the night before.
She wanted to do that to her master.
The next instant, she snapped out of it, eyes filled with self-reproach.
How could she entertain such blasphemous thoughts? No matter what it was, she’d never dare disrespect her master like that.
"Why are you spacing out?" Little Wei eyed Duan Lingyun in confusion.
Had Duan Lingyun taken a liking to that mutt?
Oh, my dear first disciple must be blind.
"It’s nothing, Master." Duan Lingyun suddenly couldn’t bring herself to meet her master’s gaze.
She felt filthy.
And why, when her master was such an adorable girl, would she think such things?
It was like how Cheng Yuguang looked at her—except even his thoughts weren’t as depraved as her own.
"What are you thinking about?" Little Wei found Duan Lingyun’s behavior odd and grabbed her arm, leaning in to study her expression.
Duan Lingyun blinked, her throat drying up as she stared at those soft, petal-like lips.
She wanted to touch them.
But she suppressed the bizarre impulse.
What was wrong with her?
Had she been cursed?
Duan Lingyun couldn’t make sense of it.
Meanwhile, Little Wei, finally deciphering Duan Lingyun’s expression, stiffened. Despite the confusion in her disciple’s eyes, one thing was clear—
She’d awakened.
Holy—
Mama mia! She’s self-actualizing?!
Little Wei was officially spooked.
"Master?" Duan Lingyun watched as Little Wei pushed her away, her brows knitting in confusion.
"Ahem, I’ve got things to do. Gotta run."
Little Wei hastily retreated.
Honestly, if it were her wife, preventing a potential yandere breakdown would’ve been child’s play.
All she had to do was offer herself—and make sure Duan Lingyun didn’t face any backlash.
Ugh, the thought of my disciple pinning me down is way too thrilling.
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
