Shangguan Yunying raised her hand, tapping her fingertips against her lips, a smug smile appearing on her face.
"That means I've already been bullied, Lord Jingzhe."
"A fairy unsoiled by the mortal world like you surely doesn't know what I'm talking about, right?"
Bullied.
Coming from Shangguan Yunying's mouth, this word carried a certain self-evident ambiguity.
Her face flushed slightly, but her eyes looked straight at Lin Qingyan, waiting for the other party to reveal an expression of surprise or jealousy.
However, there was no change on Lin Qingyan's face.
She simply tilted her head slightly, her gaze shifting away from Shangguan Yunying to land on Gu Chengyin's face.
Like a spring breeze in March, it brushed past lightly but carried an indescribable implication.
Gu Chengyin's heart skipped a beat under this gaze.
In the next breath, Lin Qingyan spoke.
"Is that so? But I am bullied every single day."
Lin Qingyan paused, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly as she called out softly:
"Wouldn't you agree, Chengcheng?"
The smile on Shangguan Yunying's face froze.
She slowly turned her head to look at Gu Chengyin, her eyes wide open and filled with disbelief.
"Gu Chengyin, is what Lord Jingzhe said true?"
The corners of Gu Chengyin's mouth twitched, and he wanted to say something to defend himself.
But he found that he couldn't even refute it.
Although Lin Qingyan was exaggerating the facts a bit, after all, it wasn't every day, it was indeed true.
Gu Chengyin tried to change the subject:
"Yunying, listen to me first..."
Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Shangguan Yunying.
"You didn't deny it!"
Shangguan Yunying's voice suddenly rose in pitch. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she almost jumped out of Gu Chengyin's arms.
"Then it's true! You and Lord Jingzhe..."
She couldn't go on. Her mind was entirely consumed by a single thought:
Why?
She was clearly the one who came first!
She was clearly the one who met Gu Chengyin first! The one who liked Gu Chengyin first!
But what about now?
Now this latecomer named Lin Qingyan, this Jingzhe of the Celestial Master Mansion who appeared halfway out of nowhere.
Actually...
Actually doing it every day!
Shangguan Yunying's eyes turned red.
She abruptly raised her head and looked at Lin Qingyan, her eyes burning with raging fury:
"I don't believe it!"
"Gu Chengyin isn't that kind of person!"
"He... he wouldn't be so casual! You must be bluffing! You must be lying to me!"
Looking at Shangguan Yunying's current state, Lin Qingyan shook her head slightly and said indifferently:
"Chief Shangguan, on this point, I admit, you are right."
Shangguan Yunying was stunned.
"Chengcheng is indeed not that kind of person."
Lin Qingyan continued, "He is very outstanding and also very restrained; he is the best person I have ever met."
She paused, her gaze falling on Gu Chengyin's face, a trace of tenderness surfacing deep in her eyes:
"So do you know why I was able to get more than you?"
Shangguan Yunying blinked. Before she could understand what this sentence meant...
She saw a sudden flash before her eyes, a streak of golden light darting past instantly.
It was so fast that she simply didn't have time to react.
In the next breath, Lin Qingyan had already appeared in front of her.
No, she appeared in front of Gu Chengyin.
Lin Qingyan raised her hand, her five fingers spread open, palm facing upward.
A cluster of golden light condensed within it, ultimately forming the shape of a lotus flower.
Every petal was condensed from lightning, with fine electrical arcs dancing and emitting soft crackling sounds.
Golden Lightning Lotus.
Shangguan Yunying's pupils shrank abruptly, and she subconsciously tried to block it.
But it was already too late.
That golden lightning lotus had already followed Lin Qingyan's hand and submerged into Gu Chengyin's body.
Gu Chengyin looked down at his chest, at the place where the golden lightning lotus had vanished.
His eyes were full of helplessness.
Yes, helplessness, not panic.
Then his vision went black, and he lost consciousness.
Watching this scene, Shangguan Yunying was completely dumbfounded.
She stared blankly at the unconscious Gu Chengyin, at his tightly closed eyes.
Looking at him being pulled into Lin Qingyan's embrace.
"You..."
Shangguan Yunying opened her mouth, wanting to say something.
But she found that her voice seemed to be blocked by something, unable to come out.
Lin Qingyan looked at Shangguan Yunying.
Her eyes were still cold and aloof, but they held a trace of an indescribable implication.
"Now, do you know the reason?"
Shangguan Yunying stared wide-eyed at Lin Qingyan, as well as at Gu Chengyin who was being held in her arms.
She understood.
She understood how Lin Qingyan got Gu Chengyin.
Not by relying on her looks, not by relying on her charm, not by relying on any gentle methods.
But by relying on absolute power to forcefully possess him.
Shangguan Yunying raised her hand tremblingly, pointing at Lin Qingyan and stuttering:
"Lord... Lord Jingzhe... You... you... you are breaking the law!"
Breaking the law.
Coming from Shangguan Yunying's own mouth, even she found these two words ridiculous.
Who was Lin Qingyan?
She was Jingzhe of the Celestial Master Mansion, invincible in the Golden Core realm, an existence that even Emperor Luo had no jurisdiction over.
Breaking the law?
What was the law?
Sure enough, Lin Qingyan sat down without a care.
She held Gu Chengyin even tighter, acting as naturally as if she had done it a thousand times before.
Then she looked up at Shangguan Yunying, her tone still flat:
"Yes, I broke the law."
Lin Qingyan paused and tilted her head slightly:
"So? Are you going to report me to the authorities?"
Shangguan Yunying choked.
She opened her mouth, closed it, and opened it again, but ultimately failed to utter a single word.
Her gaze fell upon Gu Chengyin in Lin Qingyan's arms, seeing his quietly sleeping face.
A trace of worry flashed through Shangguan Yunying's eyes, and she couldn't help but ask:
"But like this... won't he get hurt?"
Her voice was much quieter, lacking a bit of anger and carrying a bit more concern.
Lin Qingyan heard that concern; it was very sincere.
This also made the gaze she directed at Shangguan Yunying soften considerably.
"Don't worry."
Lin Qingyan lowered her head, the coldness between her brows dissipating a bit, replaced by an indescribable tenderness:
"I'm already very skilled at it now. Chengcheng won't suffer any harm."
Skilled?
Just how many times did she have to electrocute him to become so skilled?!
Shangguan Yunying's teeth ground together with a grating sound.
A strong sense of unwillingness suddenly welled up in her heart.
Why?
Why could this woman get Gu Chengyin using this kind of method?
Why could she act so unscrupulously?
Why!
"You are bullying the weak!"
Shangguan Yunying finally roared it out, her voice filled with anger and a bit of defiance.
"Even if you get his person like this, you won't get his heart!"
She clenched her fists, looking at Lin Qingyan and shouting loudly:
"Unless you compete with me!"
Lin Qingyan's expression remained cold, but a trace of interest appeared.
"Compete in what?"
"Compete to see who is faster!"
Shangguan Yunying paused, her gaze landing on Gu Chengyin.
"Whoever is faster, he will like more!"
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and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
