I Was Entangled by the Pathological Protagonists [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Xiao Xiao’er had never imagined that Senior Brother Yan would reveal such an expression. The sinister and paranoid aura swirling within it actually made her feel a faint sense of fear.

However, young girls caught in the throes of love are blind. She simply could not understand: why would Senior Brother Yan act that way?

By sheer chance, Xiao Xiao’er had once stumbled upon a scene where Yan Lin was doing something bad, only for the blame to be pinned on Senior Brother Yan afterward. No, that’s not right, it was that for some reason, everyone actually believed it was Senior Brother Yan who did the bad deed.

And Senior Brother Yan actually accepted it by default!

Furthermore, she had witnessed scenes of Yan Lin talking with those disciples, followed shortly by incidents of them bullying Senior Brother Yan. If she hadn’t heard her father mention it, she wouldn’t have even known such things were happening!

Yet, Senior Brother Yan yielded to the situation, swallowing all the insults and humiliation in silence.

It was only at this moment that Xiao Xiao’er understood: it turned out Senior Brother Yan knew all along. That airy phrase, “Because… I’m willing,” seemed to still echo in her ears.

Incomprehensible.

Xiao Xiao’er was absent-minded for two whole days before finally pushing herself up from her desk, unwilling to give up easily.

She knew that Senior Brother Lin’er was deeply loved by all the Perfected Cultivators and disciples within the Yaoguang Sect. If not for Senior Brother Yan, she might have fallen for Senior Brother Lin’er herself.

But now, she clearly saw Yan Lin’s true face, how hypocritical he was. She only wanted Senior Brother Yan to see the other person for who he truly was, but she never expected.

Xiao Xiao’er shook her head. Since she couldn’t understand it, she made a decision: she wanted to take a close-up look at this Yan Lin to see exactly what kind of magic he possessed that could make Senior Brother Yan say such a thing.

Thus, on this fine and sunny day, Yan Lin who was feeling gratified that the protagonist was finally pulling himself together and was pondering how to implement his subsequent plans as a villain received a visit from a prying little beauty.

He was reclining in a pavilion by the water lily pond on the back mountain. His clothes were loose and draped casually, with a few stray locks of raven-black hair falling beside his exquisite and soft cheeks. His pale lips were tilted up in an unconscious, slight smile.

The wind blew through several thousand-year-old peach blossom trees on the bank, and crimson petals drifted down, composing a breathtakingly beautiful scroll of a scene.

When Xiao Xiao’er arrived carrying a plate of spiritual fruits, she saw this very scene and couldn’t help but be slightly dazed.

Recovering after a long moment, she felt a burst of annoyance at herself. Knowing full well that this Yan Lin was born with a fine appearance, she had actually stared blankly at him.

However, Xiao Xiao’er had to admit that upon viewing him from such a close distance, this person was indeed even more beautiful than Senior Sister Liu Shuangwan, who was known as the sect’s number one beauty.

Xiao Xiao’er pursed her lips, and unknowingly, her resistance toward Yan Lin lessened by a few degrees.

Recalling her purpose, Xiao Xiao’er steadied her mind, put on a natural smile, and walked into the pavilion.

“Senior Brother Lin’er~”

Because Yan Lin had been quite young previously, many disciples in the sect called him “Senior Brother Lin’er” out of a sense of intimacy. Over time, everyone called him that, and the title had continued to the present.

“So it’s Junior Sister Xiao’er.”

Yan Lin greeted her with a smile as well, withdrawing his fingers that had been casually playing with the clear water outside the pavilion and wiping them one by one with a handkerchief.

Xiao Xiao’er was dazed again, feeling her resistance toward Yan Lin go -1, -1, -1, -1… She shook her head and feigned a look of surprise.

“I didn’t expect Senior Brother Lin’er would still remember me.”

To be accurate, there hadn’t been any profound interaction between the two; they were just in the same sect, occasionally seeing each other, limited to basic recognition or a nodding acquaintance.

Yan Lin naturally knew her; after all, she was the protagonist’s destined partner.

After the Yaoguang Sect was destroyed by the protagonist, the only ones to likely survive were Perfected Cultivator Nanyang and Xiao Xiao’er.

At this moment, Yan Lin’s gaze toward her was somewhat curious. He couldn’t figure out why Xiao Xiao’er would suddenly come to find him. Could it be… she discovered his true face as a villain?

He certainly had quite an imagination, though it wasn’t impossible. The female lead is usually bound to the male lead, together experiencing life and death. What a beautiful love story.

The curve of Yan Lin’s lips deepened as he thought of something even more fun that suited his status as a villain. For example: breaking up this pair of “lovebirds”?

Of course, the more others try to break up a love, the more unforgettable and deep it inevitably becomes. This is an eternal truth of the universe.

Yan Lin picked up a spiritual fruit from the plate Xiao Xiao’er brought, his eyes full of laughter.

“Junior Sister Xiao’er is so beautiful; anyone would find you unforgettable.”

Xiao Xiao’er’s cheeks inevitably turned red, especially being gazed at so intently by Yan Lin. She felt as if she were being valued and cherished by him.

Then, Xiao Xiao’er thought of a certain “block of wood.” Not only had her confession been rejected, but she had also received cold treatment. Her expression couldn’t help but dim.

“What is wrong, Junior Sister Xiao’er?”

Yan Lin noted the little beauty’s expression, naturally sensing her sudden drop in mood. His eyes flickered as he boldly speculated: could there be some turbulence in the relationship between the male and female leads?

Then he should “strike while the iron is hot” even more.

“If Junior Sister Xiao’er has something troubling her, I am willing to be your confidant to listen~”

Perhaps it was because the surrounding scenery was too beautiful, or perhaps it was the dazzling smile of the person before her, or perhaps it was the sense of concern in Yan Lin’s smiling eyes, a concern she had never dared to hope for from a certain someone.

She only felt her heart thumping wildly in her chest. She forgot her purpose, forgot her vigilance against this person, and forgot… his potentially extremely hypocritical true face.

No… that’s not right. Senior Brother Lin’er seemed to have never shirked responsibility; it was just that for some reason, everyone believed it was Senior Brother Yan who did the bad things… And as for those disciples bullying Senior Brother Yan, although she saw them talking with Senior Brother Lin’er, perhaps that was a misunderstanding? What they discussed might not necessarily have been what she imagined…

Xiao Xiao’er opened her mouth, her fingertips turning white as she gripped her skirt on her knees.

After a long time, Xiao Xiao’er suddenly stood up and actually ran away without looking back. She just ran away…

Then, Yan Lin watched with wide eyes as the destined female lead brushed past the precisely-timed male lead, yet acted as if she didn’t see him at all, vanishing into the distance at full speed.

“…” Does this count as… early success?

For such a large living person to run past so frantically, one would have to be blind not to see it, especially since Xiao Xiao’er had been screaming and shouting in front of Yan Li just two days ago. Her words spoken in anger were truly memorable.

Well, when it came to matters involving Yan Lin, nothing was a small matter to Yan Li.

So at this moment, seeing Xiao Xiao’er running out from his Senior Brother’s back mountain, he couldn’t help but frown. He then lowered his eyes and entered the pavilion. He glanced at the extra plate of spiritual fruits on the stone table, unobtrusively pushed it aside, and set out the pastries he had brought one by one. He then poured a pot of Linglong tea he had requested from Perfected Cultivator Nanyang.

The clear, thin liquid gurgled out, pouring until the teacup was full, and a sweet fragrance diffused through the air.

“Senior Brother, please have some tea.”

Yan Lin felt like sighing at the sight of him like this.

Although he finally understood how to fight back when bullied by the sect’s disciples, when it came to Yan Lin treating him like a servant and bossing him around to pour tea, he seemed to have become accustomed to it as if it were second nature.

Yan Lin naturally took the cup of tea and took a small sip.

Forget it. Knowing how to fight back was already a successful step forward. He shouldn’t be far from a complete awakening.

However, Yan Lin still offered a reminder: “I see your current cultivation has reached the Foundation Building stage. A month from now is the quinquennial Sect Grand Competition; you can try participating.”

No matter how much a protagonist endures in the early stages, a protagonist who doesn’t shine in something like the Sect Grand Competition is definitely not a good protagonist. After all, this is a crucial opportunity for the protagonist to slap faces and stage a counterattack.

Yan Lin, currently working two jobs, suddenly felt a bit mentally exhausted. Then he heard the protagonist’s slightly hesitant, unconfident voice from beside him:

“Senior Brother… Can I?”

Yan Lin simply waved his hand grandly: “There is nothing you cannot do. If you can bring back a championship, I will definitely be very happy.”

So, please go ahead without hesitation. A protagonist who doesn’t leak an overbearing aura is no protagonist at all; it would even put his job as a villain at risk.

Yan Li lowered his eyes, gazing at the beautiful figure reclining by the water. The loose clothing allowed glimpses of a collarbone as white as jade. His gaze deepened slightly.

“Okay, Junior Brother understands.”

…

The quinquennial Sect Grand Competition, and the decennial Sect Alliance Competition.

The former refers to the rules set within the Yaoguang Sect itself, a friendly tournament held separately for all Foundation Building and Golden Core cultivators within the entire sect.

The latter is a competitive tournament held jointly by all sects in the entire cultivation world, with the location changing each time.

The Sect Grand Competition held by the Yaoguang Sect was related to the selection of candidates for the Sect Alliance Competition five years later. Selecting the top five from each of the Foundation Building and Golden Core stages would result in obtaining the full tilt of the sect’s resources until the arrival of the Sect Alliance Competition.

One can imagine the importance of the Sect Grand Competition in a month’s time in the eyes of all disciples. As soon as news of it began to spread, enthusiasm within the sect began to soar.

Of course, regardless of whether the protagonist would take the top spot in this Sect Grand Competition, making it into the top five should be no problem.

However, Yan Lin, who was familiar with the plot, knew very well that the protagonist probably wouldn’t wait five years to represent the Yaoguang Sect in the cultivation world’s alliance competition, because he was about to face a tragedy.

Having the Supreme Profound Spirit Bone inside his body gouged out alive.

Yan Lin was now seventeen. Only five short years remained before the fate of a rootless one not living past twenty-two would arrive.

And Perfected Cultivator Wuyan naturally would not allow the nightmare that happened to Han Ji to repeat itself in their Lin’er.

The fruit that had been nurtured for so many years was nearing the season for harvest.

Over these five years, Wuyan had been constantly monitoring the Supreme Profound Spirit Bone. He knew Yan Li’s cultivation better than Lin’er did; it wasn’t that he had just stepped into the Foundation Building stage, but rather that he had reached the middle stage of Foundation Building.

With the body of a mere mortal, in just five years, he had bypassed the two major hurdles of Body Tempering and Qi Refining, becoming a Middle Foundation Building cultivator in one leap. Ordinary people would probably still be deliberating in the Body Tempering stage, and even disciples with outstanding natural talent would only be working hard in the Qi Refining stage. Such a terrifying cultivation speed one must say he truly deserves to be the possessor of the Supreme Profound Spirit Bone.

Moreover, this was the result of Wuyan deliberately suppressing Yan Li’s cultivation every so often to avoid attracting too much attention. If left unrestrained, it was hard to imagine what realm his cultivation would have reached by now.

…Almost there…

Han Ji, our Lin’er will be saved soon…