NOVEL NEXT Chapter 2
Just as Shen Shi was pondering what was wrong with his approach, a gentle voice came from outside.
“Master! Disciple Xuan Yu has something to report.”
Shen Shi glanced at Cang Yu Ling and then got off the bed with a cold expression. Cang Yu Ling, with her head lowered, dared not look at Shen Shi and followed him closely.
The person outside was a mature woman, as succulent as a peach, with a curvaceous figure, beautiful eyes slightly drooping at the corners, giving off a vulnerable look, and her gaze brimming with endless charm.
Even in conservative clothing, the allure of this woman, named Xuan Yu, one of Shen Shi’s disciples, couldn’t be concealed. Shen Shi, who had seen countless beautified women on the internet, couldn’t help but take a few extra glances.
The woman knelt on the ground, her head deeply bowed, her body trembling slightly, fearing she might have angered her brutal master.
“What is it?”
Shen Shi knew Xuan Yu was also one of his disciples, seemingly involved in the same plotline as the protagonist. In the original story, Xuan Yu was beaten to death by the villain Shen Shi for shielding the protagonist, becoming a catalyst for the protagonist’s revenge.
Of course, that was the original plot. Now that Shen Shi had transmigrated, he naturally wouldn’t let things follow the original script. Considering the protagonist’s immense luck and Shen Shi’s own actions, he believed it wouldn’t be long before he could retire in peace.
Hearing Shen Shi’s voice, Xuan Yu felt a chill running from her feet to her head, her voice trembling: “Master, there is an invitation from Xing Zheng Hall.”
Xuan Yu glanced at Cang Yu Ling beside Shen Shi, relieved to see the younger sister was alright. She had rushed in under the pretext of checking on her, worried about her safety.
“Xing Zheng Hall? Oh right, it’s the administrative department of the Shang Ding Immortal Sect. Bring me the invitation.”
Shen Shi pondered for a moment, recalling the names of the sect’s departments, which he had come up with.
Xuan Yu bit her lip, her pink lips showing traces of blood.
“Reporting to master, the invitation hasn’t arrived yet. It’s still on the way.”
“Uh?!”
Shen Shi looked at Xuan Yu, admiring her voluptuous figure from this angle, barely controlling himself.
If not for his well-trained control, he might have embarrassed himself.
Xuan Yu’s mind was in chaos, realizing she had lied about the invitation to check on her junior sister.
Considering Shen Shi’s temperament…
Would the master…
The thought was unstoppable. As a disciple with low talent and no status, if Shen Shi killed her, no one would seek justice for a dead disciple, and even her family might be implicated.
The more she thought, the more frightened she became, fearing that her master, who had already crippled a senior sister, might do something drastic.
Her body trembling and her face showing terror, Xuan Yu seemed to lose her soul.
Shen Shi wiped his slightly warm nose and noticed Xuan Yu’s state, feeling his mood collapse.
What are you trembling for? What’s going on? Can’t you take a joke? I really feel like hitting someone!
“Calm down, calm down!”
Shen Shi thought for a moment.
Xuan Yu’s character was a gentle and sensitive mature woman, the second senior sister and a main benefit to the protagonist in the early stages.
Just giving her a reasonable way out would ease the current tension.
Shen Shi maintained a cold tone.
“Fine, I know. You and Yu Ling can leave. I’ll let it slide this time, but only this once.”
Shen Shi waved his sleeve impatiently, eager to have Xuan Yu and Cang Yu Ling leave, lest their sanity further deteriorates.
Xuan Yu, not understanding why her master was in a good mood today, quickly bowed and prepared to leave with Cang Yu Ling.
“Wait.”
Hearing Shen Shi’s words, Xuan Yu, still tense, knelt down with Cang Yu Ling.
“What further instructions do you have, master?”
“Cough, cough.”
“Don’t kneel in the future. Just bow when you see me. Seeing your back annoys me.”
“Yes, master!” Xuan Yu nervously bowed again.
“Don’t show your back, just bow from the front?”
“Also, focus on your cultivation!”
“Ah?”
Xuan Yu and Cang Yu Ling couldn’t believe their ears. Was their master actually concerned about their cultivation?
Since they had been taught cultivation methods upon arriving at the sect, Shen Shi had completely neglected them, never inquiring about their cultivation and frequently punishing them.
Today, he unexpectedly told them to focus on cultivation?
“Don’t want to cultivate?”
“No, no, disciple will follow your teachings.”
“Good, go.”
Xuan Yu, pulling
the little Cang Yu Ling, left the yard. Shen Shi, watching Xuan Yu’s swaying figure, couldn’t help but admire her physique, thinking she would look stunning in a maid outfit, perhaps cosplaying as Three-Hops Rita.
Shaking his head to dispel such bold thoughts, Shen Shi looked at the empty yard, lost in thought.
His own created world of cultivation was so dangerous; he would have to be more careful in the future, preparing more aces up his sleeve, as he was not the chosen one but a standard villain. One misstep could be fatal.
As Xuan Yu left, she glanced back to see Shen Shi staring blankly at the yard, his white robe fluttering in the breeze, and his lazily tied hair also moving with the wind.
Captivated by just a glance, Xuan Yu was momentarily stunned.
“Sister, has master become more handsome?” teased Cang Yu Ling with a chuckle.
“Ah? What? No… no, what are you talking about? Master is not someone you can casually comment on.”
Xuan Yu hurriedly regained her composure, stuttering.
“Why is your face red, sister?”
Cang Yu Ling tilted her head, smiling.
Xuan Yu immediately gave Cang Yu Ling a knock on the head.
After the two beauties left the yard.
Shen Shi looked up at the sky, lamenting, “This is so hard.”
Feeling his approach was increasingly unreliable, he decided to check on the protagonist’s initial cheat.
Muttering to himself, Shen Shi walked out of the yard.
Although his private cave was secluded, the mountain he resided on housed two treasures that the protagonist, Xiao Qi, relied on for rapid growth in the early stages.
Shen Shi’s mountain, Er Bai Peak, one of the twelve peaks covered by the Shang Ding Immortal Sect, was rich in spiritual energy. Not as potent as the main peak, Deng Tian Peak, or the second peak, Dan Qing Peak, but still among the best of the smaller peaks.
Er Bai Peak, true to its name, had two white areas at the summit: one a Snow Velvet Grass garden, the other a White Jade Warm Bed. Snow Velvet Grass was essential for gathering qi pills, and the White Jade Warm Bed was a treasure for breakthroughs in cultivation.
Other peak masters envied these two treasures, but no one dared to voice their opinions, as Shen Shi was a great cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core stage, even the sect master of Shang Ding had to treat him well.
These treasures belonged to Shen Shi; he grew the Snow Velvet Grass with his spiritual power, and the White Jade Warm Bed was his property.
Shen Shi was aware of their importance and guarded them closely, forbidden even to other disciples of Er Bai Peak.
Walking to the Snow Velvet Grass garden, he intended to take the mutated Snow Velvet Grass before the protagonist could get it.
Upon arriving, he was shocked to see a flock of white crane-like birds pecking at the Snow Velvet Grass.
“Beasts! Thieves! You’re desecrating my ancestors!”
Enraged, Shen Shi burst out in fury. This grass was vital to his survival (and protection) plan, and he couldn’t let these beasts ruin it.
With a shout, Shen Shi startled the cranes, preparing to flee. As a true Golden Core cultivator, he wouldn’t let them escape.
With a wave of his hand, a green bamboo sword flew out from his sleeve, shining brightly.
With a single breath of Golden Core energy, he controlled the sword to fly a thousand miles.
“Layered Mountains!”
Shen Shi formed a hand seal, executing a technique that trapped and attacked the enemy. The hundred-meter range of the bamboo sword field expanded rapidly, encompassing the seven cranes within its reach, ready to strike.
Before the sword could strike, the spiritual pressure alone stunned all the cranes.
Shen Shi immediately withdrew, reining in his surging spiritual power.
With his predecessor’s memories, Shen Shi skillfully used these techniques.
The green field appeared for a moment, covering a part of the sky before vanishing just as quickly.
The seven cranes fell from the sky, landing beside the garden, two hanging from a crooked tree.
Shen Shi retracted his bamboo sword.
He didn’t kill them outright, as they seemed to be spiritual beasts, and it would be too wasteful to eat them as mere meat.