Transmigrated as a Scum Alpha: Now I Have a Wife via the Heartless Dao - Chapter 14

After fleeing in panic, Yu Qianyan realized she hadn’t done what she intended, such as finding out exactly who that Beta was.

However, having finally made it back to her own room, she dared not face Rong Shu’s questioning again. She had to silently memorize the person’s appearance, thinking she would ask Rong Shu whenever the opportunity arose.

As for the question Rong Shu had asked… she would just have to stall. She simply couldn’t bring herself to give a negative answer and break Rong Shu’s heart.

It just so happened that the etiquette instructor Yu Qishan had arranged for Rong Shu was coming tomorrow. During this period before the wedding when lessons were starting, Yu Qianyan decided to avoid meeting Rong Shu whenever possible. Even if they happened to cross paths, she would leave as quickly as she could, never giving Rong Shu the chance to bring up the topic again.

They hadn’t met many times in total, and they hadn’t spent much time together. Rong Shu’s affection for her was likely more of a longing projected onto the identity of a “future wife.” It was an illusion, not to be taken seriously.

Yu Qianyan figured that as long as she kept a proper distance from Rong Shu, over time, this unsuitable affection would likely fade away. By then, she could discuss a relationship model of “mutual respect as cold as ice” with her.

The technology in this world was highly advanced, so if Rong Shu wanted children in the future, there should be other means to achieve it.

In short, she couldn’t touch love, nor could she engage in it. It was best to be clear with Rong Shu.

If she really couldn’t accept it… then they would cross that bridge when they came to it.

Yu Qianyan sighed inwardly. Back in the cultivation world, everyone knew that Yu Qianyan, the “Cang Sheng Sword,” was the most decisive person. Often, while others were struggling to find a way to break a formation, she would have already slashed through it.

Who would have thought that after arriving in this story world for only a few days, the “Cang Sheng Sword” would have self-taught the secret of the “delaying tactic” and begun to use it so flexibly?

Since she had decided to hide from Rong Shu, living door-to-door wasn’t very appropriate.

Fortunately, the Yu family didn’t have much else, but they had plenty of empty rooms.

Yu Qianyan secretly found the butler and asked him to help arrange an empty room as far away from Rong Shu as possible.

The butler didn’t agree immediately, instead asking Yu Qianyan the reason for doing so.

Yu Qianyan stared blankly at the butler for a long time before squeezing out a sentence, “I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself.”

Control herself from finding Rong Shu for a showdown.

But the butler clearly didn’t interpret it that way. He stared at Yu Qianyan for a long time with an astonished yet gratified gaze, filled with paternal affection. He might as well have written on his forehead, “Miss, you’ve grown up, you know how to respect tradition and practice pre-marital abstinence!” He patted his chest repeatedly to reassure her, promising to arrange the most distant room so that the two of them would definitely not bump into each other before getting married.

Yu Qianyan vaguely felt that the butler’s line of thinking seemed a bit off, but she held back from asking, only urging him once more to have it arranged as soon as possible.

The butler understood again immediately, saying it could be cleaned up by tomorrow and that Yu Qianyan should just endure for one more night.

Yu Qianyan couldn’t stand the butler’s gratified gaze and slipped away using an excuse.

The butler watched her for a long time from behind before going to report the matter to Yu Qishan without hesitation.

Yu Qishan couldn’t fathom what this young couple was up to. They looked like they were deeply in love during the engagement, so why were they changing rooms now? Could they have quarreled?

As for the nonsense the butler spouted about Yu Qianyan intending to practice pre-marital abstinence, she didn’t believe a single word of it. Since when did that unfilial daughter have such enlightenment? It was absolutely impossible.

However, she couldn’t be bothered to worry about the affairs of two young people. Arranging their rooms together originally was for convenience and to foster their relationship. Since they weren’t happy with it now, she wouldn’t force it.

It just so happened she had something to give to Yu Qianyan separately, so she instructed the butler to handle it according to Yu Qianyan’s wishes.

Anyway, the wedding was only two months away. Once married, wouldn’t they have to live in the same room?

The butler acknowledged the order and left, beginning to mobilize personnel with high efficiency.

Early the next morning, he came to tell Yu Qianyan that the temporary room she wanted was prepared and she could move in whenever she wanted.

Yu Qianyan was overjoyed. Taking advantage of the fact that Rong Shu hadn’t left her room yet, she quickly packed her essentials and ran over.

When she got there, she saw that, as expected, it was mostly the same as her original room, only missing some miscellaneous items and household goods she had purchased herself, which weren’t important.

Yu Qianyan took a tour of the new room. As she turned back to put away the things she had brought, she caught a glimpse of a wooden box sitting on the long table.

The wooden box was long and wide, without any patterns, looking very simple.

Yu Qianyan opened the wooden box to find a sword and its scabbard.

It was a sword that looked very similar to her original sword, “Cang Sheng,” in terms of color, pattern, size, and weight, which were all nearly identical.

She didn’t pick up the sword immediately. Instead, she tore off the note pasted on the lid of the wooden box, which bore the words “Engagement Gift” written in a neat and sharp hand.

It was Yu Qishan’s handwriting.

Yu Qianyan froze, then laughed dumbly. No wonder Yu Qishan had inexplicably snatched her communicator that night, it turned out she wanted to cheat on her gift.

Why, then, did she act so resistant on the surface when she made the request? Was she intentionally creating a surprise?

What an eccentric elder.

She tucked the note into a book to flatten it and placed it solemnly on the bedside table. Only then did Yu Qianyan pick up her gift and begin to brandish it, getting a feel for it.

Clearly, it had only been a few days since she last practiced the sword, yet her limbs felt as if they had been rusted for years.

Yu Qianyan ran to the garden to exercise for a good while before she felt the sword became smooth in her hand. She took off her coat, threw it on the ornamental rock nearby, and started to swing the sword.

One, two, three… having not swung a sword for six days, Yu Qianyan decided to punish herself by swinging the sword ten thousand times today, adding another thousand each day thereafter until she had paid back the six-day debt.

There was no one in the garden. The servants had long received instructions from Yu Qishan that if Yu Qianyan went to the garden to practice, they were all to avoid it, lest Yu Qianyan fail to wield that heavy sword and lose face in front of everyone.

Thus, no one knew what kind of earth-shattering pressure and overwhelming momentum there would be when sword intent, cultivated to its peak, was swung while wrapped in majestic sword energy.

When Yu Qianyan finally withdrew her sword, she didn’t even have a single drop of sweat on her. She only felt clear and relaxed all over, as if she were flying.

Although she wasn’t sweating, Yu Qianyan couldn’t use the Cleansing Spell, so she decided to take a bath anyway.

On the way from the garden back to her room, a servant came from the direction of the main gate carrying a wooden box of a familiar size, saying it was an express delivery sent to Yu Qianyan.

Yu Qianyan thanked the servant and brought the wooden box and the sword back to her room, missing the servant’s look of struggle to contain laughter as she wondered about the contents of the delivery.

Back in her room, just as she was about to open the wooden box, Yu Qianyan suddenly remembered something. She opened her communicator and saw, as expected, a message from Jian Chuan.

It turned out that the custom-made sword she had ordered was finished and sent ahead of schedule. Jian Chuan asked her to check if there were any issues.

This was a fine situation. Looking at the two swords, one light and one heavy, Yu Qianyan really didn’t know how to handle it, and she even felt a vague sense of guilt.

“Fortunately, Cang Sheng isn’t here, otherwise I’m afraid it would have thrown a fit at me,” Yu Qianyan thought with relief.

All soul-bound swords had spirits, and Cang Sheng had been well-nurtured by Yu Qianyan, so it was particularly spiritual. This spirit was a great help in past battles, but now it inexplicably made Yu Qianyan’s back feel chilly.

Feeling restless and uneasy, Yu Qianyan dared not stare blankly at the two new swords anymore, so she started walking in circles around the room while thinking.

After taking the eighteenth lap, she had an idea.

No sooner said than done, Yu Qianyan grabbed the initial version of the body-cultivation bath formula she had researched a few days ago, which was suitable for Omegas, and the lighter sword, then ran to Rong Shu’s room, feeling very pleased with herself.

Wouldn’t it just be fine to give the sword to Rong Shu?

First, use the bath formula to improve her constitution, and then she would teach Rong Shu sword practice. She could guarantee that once Rong Shu went to the military academy with her, she wouldn’t be easily bullied, becoming the most formidable Omega in history.

Yu Qianyan had a grand vision, so she had a bit more momentum. She forgot to knock and barged straight in, resulting in her bumping right into Rong Shu, who had just come out after bathing, and was immediately stunned.

With a “clatter,” the sword and the notebook with the bath formula fell to the ground.

Rong Shu glanced at the strange objects on the floor and raised an eyebrow at Yu Qianyan. Her gaze seemed to have sprouted little hooks, hanging firmly onto Yu Qianyan. She unhurriedly tied the belt of her bathrobe loosely, then tossed her hair to let the faint pheromones drift further away. Half-angry and half-coquettish, she asked, “What are you doing here?”

Yu Qianyan responded dully, “Here to teach you to practice the sword.”

“Practice… sword?” Rong Shu curled her lips, her eyes scanning Yu Qianyan’s lower body suggestively, “So it was practicing the sword.”

Yu Qianyan paused, feeling that she had probably heard the double entendre in the other person’s implication, but not daring to make it explicit to confirm. She closed her eyes as if accepting her fate, “Yes, practicing the sword.”

Rong Shu suddenly let out a soft laugh.

“Oh… then I’m not practicing.”

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