Xun Ji rolled over and kept sleeping.
Exhausted from the wedding night, what was wrong with sleeping in?
【No wedding night! Host! We’ve arrived in another world!!】
What nonsense—no wedding night? Then who had he slept with last night…
Xun Ji’s eyes snapped open.
No luxurious villa, no soft bed, no… Lu Zhou.
Before him was an extremely spartan cave: damp and cold, jagged black rocks everywhere. Xun Ji even spotted a thumb-thick bug scuttling across the wall.
Goosebumps erupted over him. He leaped from the cave’s sole stone bed, patting his clothes in lingering fear… Wait, where were his clothes?!
“Does Shizun wish to change?”
A warm, moist voice with suspicious hoarseness suddenly sounded.
Xun Ji froze mid-motion, slowly turning to face the other—stark naked.
The youth knelt properly before the stone bed in neat, deep green disciple robes, ink-black hair tied high. His features were handsome and upright, eyes clear, expression solemn.
Just that his lips were a bit swollen, corner split.
Xun Ji reached out expressionlessly. “Clothes.”
The youth crawled forward on his knees two steps and respectfully offered a set of plain white robes.
Xun Ji shook them out, held them, and after a moment: “…What are you standing there for? Help me dress.”
What kind of cosplay getup was this? He couldn’t even figure out which way the sleeves went!
A flicker of confusion passed through the youth’s eyes, but he said nothing, standing swiftly to help him dress.
Xun Ji extended his arms, letting the youth layer on the ethereal yet convoluted and stuffy white Daoist robes.
The youth’s hands circled his waist, head lowered in focused seriousness to tie the belt. Too close, body heat mingling, fragments of indecent memories flashed abruptly in Xun Ji’s mind.
Xun Ji kept a calm facade, steady as a mountain, while mentally smashing the System to bits.
“What the hell happened?! Who’s this guy?!”
【Host! This is the Cultivation World. The one before you is this world’s Protagonist, Lu Yun Ting!】
Lu Yun Ting, Chief Senior Disciple of the Cultivation World’s top sect Du Xian Sect—peerlessly talented, like clear winds and bright moon, idol of all young cultivators. Jiyang Zhenren, Lu Yun Ting’s sham Master, abused his seniority for the mentor title but never cared for the disciple, only focused on his own cultivation—a hypocritical Master.
Jiyang Zhenren hit a cultivation bottleneck, attempted a risky breakthrough but suffered Backlash, plummeting realms and wounding his foundation, left with one year to live. Desperate, he stumbled on the ancient Dual Cultivation Secret Method, but it required a perfectly compatible Human Cauldron to work. After fruitless searches, he realized his overlooked little disciple was the perfect Human Cauldron.
Jiyang Zhenren imprisoned and tormented without mercy, excessively harvesting, triggering Lu Yun Ting’s Emotion Vein Restriction. Unexpectedly, it caused turmoil on the Passing Immortal Bridge, throwing the sect into chaos; Lu Yun Ting escaped.
In flight, the Protagonist’s halo exploded: gaining fortunes, gathering followers, slaying admirers, while uncovering shocking secrets of the Cultivation World and his own origins. Heaven’s Proud Child despaired of the Cultivation World, seeking vengeance, abusing scum, destroying heavens and earth—becoming the legendary dark protagonist of cultivation tales.
Xun Ji skimmed the plot summary quickly and asked the System without hope: “I’m not that Jiyang Zhenren who kicks off the Protagonist’s blackening, am I?”
【Exactly! Host must play the outwardly righteous and pure, secretly vile hypocrite Shizun!】 The System encouraged enthusiastically. 【For a Host who’s played the vicious School Bully, it’s a piece of cake!】
If not for last night, Xun Ji might have felt confident. But…
Remembering the brutal marks all over him from dressing earlier, and seeing the person kneeling ramrod straight before him—robes impeccably neat, but a glaring ring of chain-chafed red on his neck…
“How about restarting this round?” Xun Ji said lifelessly.
【Buck up, Host! Though the dual cultivation went awry, there’s still a chance to fix it!】
Went awry? It had gone way too smoothly.
“But the plot says the Protagonist escapes after forced dual cultivation. Why didn’t he run?”
Not only that—he’d knelt there since waking, even with morning dew on him.
【That’s the snag! System was locked in timeout last night and missed details, but in the original, dual cultivation was life-draining via the secret method—brutal harvesting. Host just arrived and doesn’t know it; it was just plain…】
Just plain sleeping with him.
【Anyway, the Protagonist suffered immense physical and mental trauma originally, but Host and Protagonist both seemed to…】
Both seemed to enjoy it plenty.
Xun Ji’s face turned ashen, heart deadened; last night’s memories flooded back. Enjoy it? Under the Aphrodisiac Scent buff, they’d gone from one end of the cave to the other, trying every common and uncommon position.
Now Xun Ji understood—it wasn’t their talent; the Cultivation World had spiritual energy buffs. As long as spiritual power held out, they could keep going…
“Shizun… Yun Ting has bullied Shizun and knows his crime is unforgivable.”
Seeing his prolonged silence, Lu Yun Ting kowtowed heavily, forehead to ground, and placed the Peijian Sword from his waist before him.
“Shizun may beat or punish as he wishes—even if it means Yun Ting’s life in atonement, not a word of complaint.”
Xun Ji: “…?”
Had this Lu Yun Ting cultivated his brain wrong? The original had imprisoned him, yet he was begging for punishment?
“Aren’t you curious why last night happened?” Xun Ji probed.
“Naturally, some villain plotted against Master,” Lu Yun Ting said firmly. “Shizun is Du Xian Sect’s First Generation Elder—lofty character, esteemed virtue. How could he stoop to such…”
He paused, awkwardly glossing over, “…lowly tactics. And this villain likely envies Master, hence the scheme. After all, last night… harmed Master’s reputation but did no real damage to either of us.”
…No real damage, huh. Xun Ji grieved inwardly—his psyche had taken serious damage!
How did this Lu Yun Ting’s brain work? Or were all you cultivators this open-minded?
Lu Yun Ting kowtowed again. “Please punish Yun Ting, Shizun!”
“Xun Ji, Xun Ji, I was wrong. Punish me. Punish me, okay?”
The familiar voice echoed in his ears.
Xun Ji’s gaze swept the lower lip—the red mole matched Lu Zhou’s piercing spot exactly; even their looks were fifty-sixty percent alike. But Xun Ji was absolutely sure: this wasn’t Lu Zhou.
This world had no Lu Zhou anymore.
“You said no real damage yourself. Why punish you?” Xun Ji’s emotions churned irritably. “Go on, leave.”
Lu Yun Ting blinked, seemingly surprised at the easy release. He said solemnly, “Shizun is magnanimous. This disciple will investigate thoroughly and give Master a proper accounting.”
“Also…” He rose, took up the Peijian Sword; with a thought, the Flying Sword unsheathed and hovered beside him. “This disciple bullied Master—grave offense. I must make utmost amends to preserve Shizun’s reputation.”
“But marrying Shizun is a major affair; must first seek Sect Leader’s approval and convene the peaks’ Elders to discuss the wedding. Time presses; disciple goes first to Pingxu Peak to pay respects to Sect Leader.”
He bowed respectfully to Xun Ji, then departed swiftly on his sword.
“Go, go,” Xun Ji waved absentmindedly.
A few breaths later.
“…What did he just say?!”
Marry whom?! Discuss what?!!
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