After Transmigrating into a Novel as the Master, I Was Forced into Love by the Yandere Villain - Chapter 14

Seven days vanished in the blink of an eye. During this period, Shen Wang had been constantly occupied with various errands, rarely showing himself before Bai Qiuluo.

Having grown thoroughly accustomed to Shen Wang’s constant presence, his sudden absence left Bai Qiuluo feeling profoundly unaccustomed and out of sorts.

On the morning of the seventh day, Bai Qiuluo propped up his forehead and rose from the cold jade bed. His hand reached out automatically out of sheer habit, only to grope at empty air.

Being pampered and tended to by Shen Wang had ingrained this deep-seated little habit into his bones, leaving Bai Qiuluo temporarily unable to adjust.

True to the saying, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but excruciating to go from luxury back to frugality.

With a silent inner sigh, Bai Qiuluo forced his body upright. His dharma robes hung over a folding screen not far away; channeling his spiritual energy, he slipped them on and secured his hair with a jade crown.

No sooner had he finished dressing neatly than a knock sounded at the entrance of his dwelling. In Tianxia Ravine, the original owner had lived practically like an ascetic monk.

The palace atop the peak had been left behind by the previous master of the peak namely, the original owner’s own master.

Although annexes had been constructed on the peak after he took in three disciples, Bai Qiuluo continued to reside strictly within his personal dwelling.

This dwelling was merely a makeshift space he had carved out arbitrarily; its interior was archaic and crude, boasting only casually tossed-together barrier restrictions.

“Master, this disciple requests an audience.”

As Bai Qiuluo sat cross-legged upon his meditation mat, the heavy stone doors of the dwelling swung open of their own accord without a breath of wind, and Shen Wang stepped gracefully across the threshold.

His unhurried strides appeared steady and relaxed, and his expression remained calm and unruffled, entirely devoid of any restless agitation.

Shen Wang’s brows and eyes were as exquisite as a painting, and his smile carried a gentle, restrained warmth resembling both a flawless piece of jade untouched by earthly dust and a brilliant, radiant moon hanging high in the pristine night sky.

Mankind has always been easily captivated by outward appearances; even Bai Qiuluo found his focus wavering for a brief second upon beholding Shen Wang like this.

A peerless gentleman as refined as jade, unmatched in this world.

The phrase felt as though it had been custom-tailored precisely for Shen Wang. Clad in pristine white robes, he walked in amidst a flurry of frost and wind, stopping to offer a respectful, formal bow.

Not a single soul in this world could ever connect such a figure to the Supreme Lord of the Demon Realm.

“What is it?”

Bai Qiuluo maintained a detached, indifferent expression, though his fingertips nervously pinched the pads of his fingers a telltale nervous tic he always resorted to whenever his peace of mind was disrupted.

Lowering his gaze, Shen Wang caught the motion out of the corner of his eye. A small fraction of Bai Qiuluo’s finger joints extended past his sleeve like polished white jade, nervously twisting back and forth. Such a tiny, restless gesture only served to make him appear all the more vividly alive and real.

“Master, there is an upcoming auction at the Kuncheng marketplace. With our expedition into the Illusory Moon Valley mystic realm fast approaching, Junior Brother, Junior Sister, and I are planning to make a trip to the marketplace to see if we can acquire some useful items.”

Kuncheng, marketplace, auction.

Hearing these words, Bai Qiuluo’s heart tightened. According to the original plot, the moment Shen Wang slipped beyond the jurisdiction of the Xuantian Sword Sect’s protective array, he would immediately make contact with his demonic subordinates stationed at the Kuncheng marketplace.

From there, he would assemble a select vanguard of elite demon warriors and covertly infiltrate the Illusory Moon Valley mystic realm.

His sole objective was to abduct the female lead within the mystic realm. Naturally, the great villain’s schemes would not succeed so easily.

Not only would the heroine successfully acquire the Yuehua Sword Art within the mystic realm, but she would also smoothly breakthrough to the Golden Age stage, unlocking the ability to channel a fraction of the Tianyuan Sword’s power resting dormant inside her body.

Every single one of the elite demon forces brought by Shen Wang would ultimately be sliced to pieces beneath Su Yuanyuan’s sword.

Though Bai Qiuluo was fully aware of the upcoming plot developments, he had no intention whatsoever of interfering or altering the established storyline.

“Very well.”

Nodding in assent toward Shen Wang, he dismissed him with a cool, distant attitude, signaling for him to withdraw.

That very night, Little A gleefully and gloatingly announced to Bai Qiuluo that his mission had officially failed, instantly initiating a random roll for bodily remodeling.

Dearest Host, congratulations! You actually hit the jackpot on your very first try, rolling our store’s newly engineered formulation: the “irresistible, silky-smooth, and intoxicatingly delicate skin that leaves men utterly unable to keep their hands off you~”

Let me tell you, Host, this delicate skin formulation is an absolute masterpiece! It will render the host as tender and lovely as a blooming blossom, with flawless, butter-smooth skin completely devoid of any blemishes, while naturally exuding a faint, captivating fragrance all over your body~

If you don’t believe me, Host, you can reach out and touch yourself right now—see if it isn’t smoother and silkier than milk-spun silk? Slurp~

With a highly suspicious slurping noise, a snow-white marshmallow materialized directly in front of Bai Qiuluo.

Extending cloud-like hands, the marshmallow gently pressed against Bai Qiuluo’s forearm before sliding downward with effortless, frictionless fluidity.

Just feel this tactile sensation, Host trust me, any man who touches this will completely lose all self-control!

“…” ???

Bai Qiuluo’s mind was an absolute blur of question marks. What on earth did a full-grown man like him need with delicate, baby-soft skin like this?

Whether influenced by the system’s ongoing commentary or not, he suddenly felt as though the dharma robes he was wearing had turned irritatingly coarse, rubbing against his sensitive, ultra-delicate skin and causing it to flush pink.

Is the junk sold in your system store always this terrible? This so-called delicate skin needs to be filed a complaint—look at how chafed and red my arm got just from the fabric.

Host, our product is replicated one-to-one based on the legendary skin of the Princess and the Pea! The Princess slept atop thirty-six layers of velvet, yet she could still feel a single tiny pea beneath the bedding, keeping her tossing and turning all night long.

And my dear Host, you now possess that exact same peerless level of sensitivity. Aren’t you thrilled? Hehehe~

Little A let out another bizarre, cackling laugh, flattening its soft, marshmallowy form directly against the back of Bai Qiuluo’s hand. The texture truly was intoxicatingly smooth beyond compare.

Even as a disembodied system lacking a physical vessel, it still found itself fighting the urge to swoon over the sensation.

Bai Qiuluo twitched his hand violently, flinging the system away in a single disgusted motion.

Staring at the appallingly enthusiastic system with an expression of deep disgust, he realized that had he been even a fraction slower, the system probably would have extended a tongue to lick him.

The skin across his entire body was rubbed raw and flushed crimson. Unbearably prickly, he stripped off his outer robes on the spot, standing completely naked inside the cave dwelling.

His skin shone with the luster of flawless white jade, radiating a translucent, glowing quality even under natural, ambient light.

Even top-tier, polished white jade paled in comparison to a fraction of his complexion. Simply standing there caused every surrounding object in the room to instantly lose its color and pale into utter dullness.

“Little A, if I stripped naked and stood out here in the dark tonight, I probably wouldn’t even need to bother lighting any lamps in the room, right?”

Bai Qiuluo offered a deadpan, chillingly sarcastic dark joke, his skin genuinely glowing with an exaggerated, blinding whiteness.

Digging into his storage ring once more, he fished out a set of pitch-black dharma robes crafted from an even rarer, higher-grade material though black was a color Bai Qiuluo utterly despised wearing.

Left with no better alternatives, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and pull on the black garments.

Even clad in the dark robes, he could still vividly feel the microscopic abrasiveness of the fabric against his skin, though at least it spared him the worst of the chafing.

Bai Qiuluo took a single cautious step forward, then froze dead in his tracks with an expression of utter, absolute despair.

True to his worst fears, the skin across the soles of his feet had become just as agonizingly sensitive.

Walking across the solid stone floor wearing standard boots felt startlingly similar to treading barefoot over a field of sharp dagger tips.

“Your system store items never fail to amaze me. I am a dignified Fusion Realm Immortal Venerable whose physical body is theoretically impervious to blades and spells, yet walking a single step now feels like having my soles pierced through by needles.”

Bai Qiuluo ground out every single word through clenched teeth, utterly flabbergasted that a bodily remodeling could scale to such an absurd, exaggerated extreme.