After Transmigrating into a Novel as the Master, I Was Forced into Love by the Yandere Villain - Chapter 3

He was a very cute and polite child that was Bai Qiuluo’s first impression of Shen Wang.

When he would later be bullied and dominated by Shen Wang in acts of “defying superiors,” he would realize just how absurd his initial impression truly had been.

The two of them stood in silence at the edge of the cliff. Facing Shen Wang, who was looking up at him with eyes full of utter adoration and reliance, Bai Qiuluo remained stiff for a moment before slowly speaking.

“Let’s hear it.”

So nervous! I don’t know how to teach people cultivation techniques at all, wuwu. What on earth am I supposed to do?

On the outside, Bai Qiuluo maintained the aloof, unearthly, upright, and handsome look of cold indifference.

Yet on the inside, his mind had long since gone completely blank with tension, which naturally meant he failed to notice Shen Wang’s probing gaze.

He seemed to hear Immortal Venerable Changheng’s inner monologue once again. Such a striking contradiction between appearance and reality was utterly endearing.

“Master, this disciple has just entered the realm of qi condensation, and there are still some parts of the cultivation technique I don’t quite understand.”

Shen Wang blinked his wide, eager eyes, seemingly asking Bai Qiuluo for guidance while actually taking the opportunity to investigate whether the Tianyuan Sword was on him.

Bai Qiuluo pressed his lips tightly together, flipped through the original owner’s memories, and began explaining with a somewhat unpracticed delivery.

Beside him, Shen Wang listened with extreme concentration, his clear, pristine eyes locked tightly onto Bai Qiuluo.

Bai Qiuluo felt his heart soften as he was being watched. He only knew that Shen Wang was the great villain in the book who would later oppose the male and female leads.

As for the specific plot details, he wasn’t entirely clear, but this well-behaved, soft little white dumpling before him made it truly impossible for Bai Qiuluo to see any trace of a villainous demeanor.

After stumbling through the explanation, Bai Qiuluo’s figure transformed into a streak of rainbow light, returning straight to his own dwelling.

Fortunately, Shen Wang hadn’t tried to make him stay. If the conversation had continued any longer, his social anxiety probably would have caused him to shut down on the spot.

Down in the mountain ravine beneath the cliff, the male and female leads were currently serving their confinement. An array formation had been set up there, preventing the two of them from utilizing their spiritual energy or even opening their storage rings, leaving them to figure out how to find food entirely on their own.

Their feelings for one another would gradually heat up over these three days, leading them to stumble upon a forbidden area down in the ravine by pure accident.

Sitting upright in formal meditation, Bai Qiuluo began recalling the dozen or so chapters of the original text he had read.

The amount of obtainable information was far too meager, leaving Bai Qiuluo feeling somewhat disheartened.

Fortunately, the identity he had transmigrated into was the number one figure in the righteous path, as well as a mighty powerhouse at the Fusion Realm.

In the cultivation world, the realms were divided into Qi Condensation, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Soul Formation, Void Refinement, Fusion, Mahayana, and Tribulation Transcendence.

Once one successfully passed the Tribulation Transcendence stage, they could ascend to the upper realm and become an immortal, though over the past millennium, not a single person in the cultivation world had succeeded in ascending.

His three disciples had only just absorbed qi into their bodies, leaving a full ten years before the official start of the plot.

Just as Bai Qiuluo was deep in thought, a soft knock sounded at his door.

“Master~”

A frail call echoed from outside, the tail end of the word trembling slightly, making it sound exceptionally pitiful.

“Master, I’m a little scared…”

Bai Qiuluo recognized this as the voice of his eldest disciple, Shen Wang, and besides, they were the only two people on this peak at the moment.

Pushing open his bedroom door, he saw his eldest disciple clutching a soft pillow in his hands. Most of his face was hidden behind the pillow, leaving only a pair of pleading, longing eyes looking up at him.

“Master, I’m afraid of the dark, and I’m scared to sleep alone. Can I sleep with Master tonight?”

Shen Wang rushed through his words before bashfully burying his head into the pillow, leaving only a pair of burning red ears exposed.

So cute…

For a split second, Bai Qiuluo’s heart melted from the cuteness, though his exterior remained as aloof as ever.

When he failed to receive any response from his master, Shen Wang raised his pale, delicate little face. The carved-jade-and-carved-stone little dumpling now wore an expression of sheer panic, looking terrified of being abandoned.

Even the most hard-hearted person would feel a pang of sympathy upon seeing him like this.

Simply too cute. I want to raise him.

Completely overwhelmed by the cuteness, Bai Qiuluo remained oblivious as a flash of profound calculation passed through Shen Wang’s eyes, prompting him to ramp up his act of playing the pitiful card.

“Master, I beg you, please keep me company while I sleep, alright? Junior Brother is locked away in confinement, and there are only the two of us here. This disciple is scared~”

Shen Wang shivered helplessly, his arms tightly clutching the pillow to his chest.

“Mn.”

Stricken with social anxiety and facial paralysis, Bai Qiuluo forced this single word out through sheer effort before turning around as if fleeing in panic.

Behind him, Shen Wang instantly shed his frail, pitiful facade, the corners of his lips curling upward into a wicked, seductive smile that clashed completely with his delicate and cute appearance.

Completely oblivious to the fact that he was inviting a wolf into his home, Bai Qiuluo knew that the original owner’s dwelling only contained a single millennium-old cold jade bed.

The cold jade bed radiated biting frost, yet it matched Bai Qiuluo’s ice spiritual root to absolute perfection.

What should I do? There’s only an ice bed here. If Shen Wang sleeps here, he’ll definitely catch a cold.

Bai Qiuluo had automatically slipped into the perspective of an overprotective foster father. Even if Shen Wang was the villain from the book, he believed that under his meticulous guidance, Shen Wang would surely never develop resentment from unrequited love, hook up with the Demon Realm, and transform into that apocalyptic demon lord.

Hearing Bai Qiuluo’s inner voice, a faint ripple of emotion surfaced in Shen Wang’s eyes.

As the exalted Demon Venerable, this was the first time anyone had ever shown him such genuine concern, making him find Bai Qiuluo increasingly interesting.

“Wait here for a moment.”

Bai Qiuluo fell silent for a moment, then spoke with a chillingly stern expression. There was no way his storage ring would contain a quilt meant for mortals.

Considering that his eldest disciple might freeze stiff on the cold jade bed, he would have to go set up a small bed for him.

Would it be very strange to go ask Qiuzhu for a set of mortal quilts at this hour? Will disturbing Qiuzhu this late at night be a bother?

Bai Qiuluo muttered frantically in his mind. For someone suffering from severe social anxiety, the inner monologue tends to run wild.

“Master, can I hold you while we sleep?”

Hugging his pillow, Shen Wang looked at Bai Qiuluo with an exceptionally well-behaved expression.

One of his hands tugged at the corner of Bai Qiuluo’s robe, showing no fear whatsoever of Bai Qiuluo’s ice-cold, thousand-miles-away demeanor.

“Ever since I was little, my parents never liked me, and they often locked me up alone in the firewood room. I’m afraid of sleeping alone; it always makes me think of the rats scurrying back and forth in the firewood room, and also…”

Shen Wang trailed off right where it mattered, trusting that his soft-hearted master would naturally fill in the blanks in his mind.

“My parents favored my younger brother. Whenever my brother did something wrong, he didn’t have to face any punishment, while I, as the older brother, had to shoulder my brother’s mistakes and get locked in the firewood room to reflect…”

“Master, I’m scared of the night alone. Can I hold Master and sleep together? They all say ‘a teacher for one day is a father for life’…”

Facing Shen Wang’s pitiful little gaze, Bai Qiuluo’s heart melted into an absolute mess.

Just as Shen Wang had intended, he had already mentally constructed a complete series of abuses Shen Wang must have suffered since childhood.

After all, the great villain was meant to be the foil to the male lead; however smooth and fortunate the male lead’s life was, the great villain’s background had to be correspondingly tragic to justify his eventual corruption and attempt to destroy the world.