The System Teaches You How to Be Human

“Junior Sister Qing Lin,” Si Yisi said, his gaze softening noticeably.

This was the original owner’s favorite junior sister. Though her cultivation skills weren’t remarkable and her personality was delicate, she had chosen not to kick Si Mobai while he was down. In fact, she had spoken up for him when others were against him.

This single act left a deep impression on Si Mobai, and by extension, on Si Yisi, who was determined to faithfully play the role of Si Mobai.

“Senior Brother!” Qing Lin greeted him cheerfully, rushing forward to hand him a pile of trinkets. “I brought these for you!”

The items she gave him were all simple and unassuming objects from the mortal world, not worth much, but the sentiment behind them was clear.

Si Yisi patted her head and picked up a small wooden figurine, remarking, “Very cute.”

Qing Lin pouted and smoothed her hair. “Don’t mess with my hair, Senior Brother. It’ll get all tangled!”

After finishing his conversation with Qing Lin, Yu Rongcheng, who had been smiling quietly the entire time, stepped forward. His tone was mild as he said, “Greetings, Senior Brother.”

Si Yisi studied him thoughtfully for a moment. Though Yu Rongcheng now seemed like an ordinary disciple with no presence to speak of, in Si Mobai’s previous life, Yu Rongcheng had risen to prominence, earning the title of “Graceful Gentleman” and becoming a figure admired across the cultivation world.

After his brief appraisal, Si Yisi shelved the matter of Yu Rongcheng for later reflection, continuing his leisurely walk.

From behind, he could hear Qing Lin’s hushed complaints to Yu Rongcheng.

“Don’t sneak off the mountain with me again next time! What if we get caught?”

“Keep your voice down; Senior Brother might hear us.”

“Ah!” Qing Lin stomped her foot. “Even if Senior Brother hears, he’d keep it a secret!”

Si Yisi paused for a moment before pretending he hadn’t heard anything, though the words “sneak off the mountain” were now etched in his memory.

***

The investigation by the patrol team had hit a deadlock.

What Si Yisi had noticed, they too had observed during their repeated analysis.

However, after thoroughly examining all disciples who had registered to leave the mountain, none showed any trace of demonic energy.

“Master… what do you suggest we do next?”

“Wait and observe,” replied Mu Weiqing calmly. “The fox’s tail will reveal itself sooner or later.”

The patrol team’s failure to make progress left everyone on edge. A pervasive atmosphere of unease took hold, but this tension couldn’t halt the impending opening of the Lanting Secret Realm, which occurred once every 5 years.

As the 5-year mark approached and the secret realm neared its opening, Si Yisi, who had been soaking in the ice pool day and night while practicing the Jian Bing Jue Technique, timed his awakening perfectly.

The moment he circulated his spiritual energy, a thin layer of icy armor formed over his bare body.

When Si Yisi moved, a small dragon encased in ice, affectionately called ‘Ah Tu,’ managed to break free, snapping off a chunk of ice with its mouth.

Si Yisi indulged the dragon named Ah Tu, knowing that if he were to confront the demon birthed from this small world, Ah Tu would be a significant ally.

His indulgence extended to watching Ah Tu constantly gnaw away at its own tiny sharp teeth.

***

August 15th, the Lanting Secret Realm opened.

The three major sects dominated the cultivation world, had secured the right to be the first to enter the secret realm.

Si Yisi stood at the front of the group, no longer daring to wear Si Mobai’s signature charming smile. At this moment, even Si Mobai himself wouldn’t dare to smile.

In Si Mobai’s memories, there was the time when he smiled, and it led to a group of disciples desperately swarming towards him… Fortunately, they were on the territory of Jinghua Sect at the time, so they hadn’t become the laughingstock of the cultivation world.

Jinghua Sect arrived first, followed by Lingmiao Sect, and lastly, Qingniao Sect.

The disciples of Qingniao Sect, all descended from the bloodlines of demonic beasts, arrived riding the wind, accompanied by celestial music floating down from the sky. Feathers of various colors fluttered about, as if a vibrant rain of flowers had fallen.

It was breathtakingly beautiful, but as Si Yisi observed this perfect scene, the original owner’s helpless thoughts immediately surfaced in his mind.

Cleaning up… would be such a hassle.

A single blue bird arrived slowly, surrounded by hundreds of smaller birds. On the back of this graceful blue bird sat a beautiful fairy.

The Qingniao Fairy was dressed in a flowing blue gown, adorned with ornaments made from the feathers of blue birds. Light blue feather patterns appeared at the corners of her eyes, exuding a charming, bewitching beauty.

The blue bird landed beside Si Yisi.

He felt an ominous premonition, and slightly raised his gaze. He saw the Qingniao Fairy holding a flower covered in dew, smiling as she extended it towards him.

Si Yisi: “…”

The Qingniao Fairy was one of the women Si Mobai had flirted with but never married.

However, Si Mobai himself was actually quite innocent; more precisely, the flirtatious reputation attached to him was a result of endless misunderstandings.

His natural tenderness towards women, combined with various circumstances, had caused him to attract the attention of several admired fairies in the cultivation world, which only spread his reputation further.

It wasn’t completely inaccurate to call him flirtatious, and Si Mobai himself admitted it, but Si Yisi figured he still probably felt a bit wronged deep down.

I really, truly didn’t mean it that way.