After Transmigrating into a Novel as the Master, I Was Forced into Love by the Yandere Villain - Chapter 5

Bai Qiuluo let out a soft sigh, having no idea what kind of experiences the little villain must have been through.

Yet, seeing how Shen Wang was still earnestly pleading with and trying to make his mother stay even in his dreams, a wave of unbearable sympathy welled up inside him.

Thus, forcibly suppressing his social anxiety, Bai Qiuluo slowly laid back down on the cold jade bed.

That night, Bai Qiuluo remained awake the entire time, indulging Shen Wang to the utmost as the child slept soundly pressed right against his chest.

Early the next morning, Shen Wang’s long eyelashes fluttered open, revealing a pair of eyes as pitch-black and deep as an abyss.

At first, he had merely been feigning deep sleep; yet unexpectedly, as time went on, resting against Bai Qiuluo had allowed him to drift into genuine, peaceful slumber.

For the exalted Lord of the Demon Realm, this was an utterly unbelievable occurrence.

Especially considering that he was lying right in the embrace of Bai Qiuluo though he had never crossed paths with this chief of the righteous path prior to this, it didn’t stop the world from pitting them against each other as mortal enemies.

“You’re awake.”

As a mighty powerhouse of the Fusion Realm, the slightest movement from Shen Wang could never escape Bai Qiuluo’s spiritual awareness.

His body remained stiff and rigid, though fortunately, being a cultivator spared him from any restricted blood circulation caused by being slept on all night.

“Thank you, Master. Master’s embrace is so warm it makes me think of my mother. Master, can I sleep with you again tonight?”

Looking up with a delicately carved, jade-like little face, Shen Wang gazed at Bai Qiuluo with boundless hope, his eyes glittering with shimmering fragments of light and overflowing with entreaty.

He knew precisely what sort of demeanor would cause Bai Qiuluo’s heart to soften even further.

This chief of the righteous path was far more naive than he had anticipated.

Yet the greater that naivety, the easier it was for him to be manipulated and deceived.

As Bai Qiuluo looked into Shen Wang’s eyes, the words of rejection stuck in his throat and were swallowed back down.

“Master, I’m begging you~”

An eight- or nine-year-old child looked up at him with a face full of pleading, tugging gently at the corner of his robe while acting coquettishly.

Bai Qiuluo wasn’t cold-hearted enough to refuse a child like this, especially since Shen Wang neither cried nor made a fuss, simply staring up at him with eyes as clear and limpid as glazed crystal.

“Alright.”

Since Shen Wang is looking at me like this, I honestly have no way to turn him down. But what am I going to do, I’m an introvert who hates dealing with other people…

Bai Qiuluo’s inner voice was a tangle of conflict, yet he still agreed to the request to share a bed again that night.

“Thank you, Master! I knew Master is the best to me~”

A brilliant light flashed in Shen Wang’s eyes as he scrambled up onto Bai Qiuluo’s chest using both hands and feet.

At this moment, Bai Qiuluo was lying flat on his back upon the cold jade bed, his ink-dark hair cascading and winding downward like a splash of black ink, rendering his peerless face as striking and vivid as a blooming hibiscus flower.

For a split second, Shen Wang was completely captivated, losing his composure. Even the succubi of the Demon Realm possessed no charm capable of beguiling the senses the way Bai Qiuluo did right now.

His expression remained aloof and detached; dense, long eyelashes cast delicate shadows beneath his eyes, trembling incessantly like blossoms falling from a branch, fluttering in a way that appeared frail and vulnerable.

Yet the flush at the outer corners of his eyes resembled blooming peach blossoms drooping against his temples, carrying a soft, alluring blush.

“Thank you, Master.”

A dark shadow fell over Shen Wang’s gaze, and his voice turned somewhat husky. With brisk agility, he pressed a gentle, fleeting kiss right against Bai Qiuluo’s cheek.

The kiss felt as light as a feather, coming and going in an instant so fast that Bai Qiuluo didn’t even have time to react.

It wasn’t until Shen Wang hopped down off the bed that Bai Qiuluo belatedly processed the fact that he had just been kissed.

His body stiffened even further as he lay flat and straight on the bed, a look of utter bewilderment flashing through his eyes.

He had just been kissed…

Even though the one who kissed him was just a child…

Children are all warm and cuddly anyway…

Getting kissed once shouldn’t be a big deal…

A violent flurry of emotional turbulence flashed through Bai Qiuluo’s mind; however, because Shen Wang’s innocent appearance was exceptionally deceptive, he quickly managed to talk himself out of it and brushed the incident aside.

The socially anxious Bai Qiuluo continued to hole himself up within his dwelling, while every single nightfall, Shen Wang would report right on schedule.

Three days later, a pillar of blinding, heaven-reaching auspicious light suddenly erupted from the spot where the male and female leads were undergoing confinement.

An overwhelming, razor-sharp surge of sword intent pierced the air. Bai Qiuluo’s expression froze as he recognized this as a plot point that had been glossed over in a single brief brushstroke in the original text.

Buried at the foot of Tianxia Ravine lay a forbidden zone, within which the Tianyuan Sword was sealed.

During the days the male and female leads were locked away in confinement, they had stumbled by pure coincidence into this forbidden area.

The Tianyuan Sword had manifested into the world, actively choosing the female lead as its master. In the original text, Immortal Venerable Changheng had stepped in to erase every single trace of evidence, ensuring the world remained entirely unaware that the divine sword Tianyuan had chosen Su Yuanyuan as its master.

It appeared the plot had now advanced to this exact juncture. Channeling his finger into a sword, Immortal Venerable Changheng took action.

First, he unleashed his own supreme sword intent to suppress and mask the disturbance caused by the birth of the Tianyuan Sword, then swiftly sealed off Tianxia Ravine to obliterate all traces of the event.

“Junior Sister, are you alright?!”

Beside her, Fan Chen looked as though he had been scared out of his wits, staring blankly without moving as the Tianyuan Sword entered Su Yuanyuan’s body.

It wasn’t until Su Yuanyuan collapsed unconscious onto the ground that he snapped out of his daze, frantically scrambling on hands and knees toward his junior sister.

Accompanied by Shen Wang, Bai Qiuluo descended gracefully through the air like an immortal. Standing tall and straight, he lowered his gaze to sweep across the scene below, resembling a millennium-old block of unmelting ice.

Fan Chen looked as if he had been terrified out of his wits, subconsciously shivering at the sight.

The sheer, abyss-like aura radiating from Bai Qiuluo made him look like a true celestial being descending to the mortal realm, causing people to not even dare look at him directly.

“Master, a strange sword went inside Junior Sister’s body! Please save Junior Sister, Master!”

Recovering his senses, Fan Chen immediately turned to beg Bai Qiuluo for help. Supporting Su Yuanyuan with one arm, he looked up imploringly at Immortal Venerable Changheng.

Bai Qiuluo fell into a brief silence. Saving one’s disciple wasn’t that a matter of course?

Why did the male lead’s reaction make it look as though he were some terrifying monster?

With his brows lowered and his gaze cast downward, the coercive pressure emanating from his body intensified, sending an ice-cold frost radiating all around him.

Facing this oppressive might, Fan Chen bit down hard on his teeth, his frail, slender body trembling violently.

“Please save Junior Sister, Master! It was all my fault for leading Junior Sister into the forbidden zone by mistake I beg you, please save Yuanyuan!”

Why is Fan Chen so terrified of me? Could it be that putting them in confinement scared them out of their wits?!

Bai Qiuluo was utterly baffled, completely unaware that his facial paralysis caused his lowered face to exude such a chilling aura that the surrounding spatial fabric itself was faintly warping under the strain of his pressure, rippling with wave after wave of distortion.

Anyone else witnessing such a terrifying spectacle would likely have been scared out of their wits.

Yet the fact that Fan Chen could still force out those words in spite of his terror could only be chalked up to the sheer plot armor of the protagonist.

“Junior Brother, Immortal Venerable Changheng is our master; naturally, he won’t stand by and watch someone die.”

Standing right beside Bai Qiuluo, Shen Wang looked like an immaculate jade attendant beneath his master’s tutelage.

He wore a set of white dharma robes matching Bai Qiuluo’s, with a defensive spiritual artifact capable of withstanding a full-force blow from a Soul Formation stage expert hanging from his waist.

Without uttering a single word, Bai Qiuluo flicked his sleeve, scooping up all three of them in a flash of light as he spirited them away from the forbidden zone.

The Tianyuan Sword resting within Su Yuanyuan’s body was the absolute top-ranked weapon among the Ten Great Divine Swords. Once a divine sword recognized an owner, it would automatically protect them; however, to prevent the news of the Tianyuan Sword’s awakening from leaking out, Bai Qiuluo personally took action to seal the sword’s aura deep within Su Yuanyuan’s body, ensuring she would remain incapable of wielding the Tianyuan Sword until she reached the Golden Core stage.