I'm a Major Villain with a Backer - Chapter 4

When Bu Liuliu regained consciousness once more, it was broad daylight again. Come to think of it, he had no idea how long he had actually slept; ever since he transmigrated, he hadn’t experienced a single proper sleep, floating through a muddled state where he lost all track of time.

After that mysterious man had dropped such a melodramatic revelation on him, his subsequent memories had blanked out completely. As for why he had fallen into such a deep slumber, he couldn’t be bothered to think about it.

As a transmigrator who had suffered a simultaneous identity exposure and utter ineptitude, lacking even a legendary cheat code or system interface to his name, what else was there for him to struggle against? He might as well just wait for death!

Given Bu Liuliu’s personality, even if he did possess some kind of cheat, he doubted he could accomplish anything magnificent. If he were bound to some overbearing cheat system, he’d probably just end up being aggravated to death by it anyway.

Such was the self-sabotaging Bu Liuliu. Regarding his current predicament—rather than calling it satisfaction—he simply maintained a dead-fish expression: whatever happens, happens.

Bu Liuliu was jolted awake by a chorus of calling voices.

The voices seemed to have been calling out to him for quite a while, showing considerable persistence, and there wasn’t just one voice they sounded quite youthful, belonging to both boys and girls.

Wait… did he just think of both boys and girls?

If his memory served him correctly, the imprisoned continent he had transmigrated into was exclusively populated by men.

It was precisely this realization that finally shocked Bu Liuliu fully awake from his slumber. The very first person his eyes landed upon when he opened them was an exquisite, doll-like little girl.

A girl…

Truly a girl, rather than the ge’er figures from Bu Liuqing’s memories.

Tears welled up in his eyes!

Because Bu Liuliu realized that he was finally back in a normal world.

“Young Master is awake! Senior Brother, Senior Brother, Young Master is awake! Go quick and invite the Venerable One.” The adorable, spirited little girl patted the slightly older, somewhat cool yet equally cute little boy standing beside her.

“Guard Young Master well, I’ll be right back.” The moment those words fell, the little boy vanished on the spot.

Witnessing this scene, Bu Liuliu’s heart remained completely tranquil. After all, having already transmigrated, the mystical and extraordinary cultivation technique the little boy had just displayed no longer managed to stir any ripples in him.

When only Bu Liuliu and the little girl remained in the room.

Bu Liuliu discovered that he was still trapped in a corpse-like state, unable to move anything besides his eyes and a slight twitch of his neck. However, the rotting, decaying stench on his body had been replaced by an elegant, delicate sandalwood fragrance.

A light, subtle scent that, upon a gentle sniff, left one feeling refreshed and invigorated. In fact, Bu Liuliu felt his spirits soaring in peak condition.

“Little Sister, how long have I been asleep?” Bu Liuliu wasn’t trying to fish for information out of caution; he was simply bored. With such an adorably explosive little girl by his side, he decided to casually make conversation.

“Young Master has been brought back by the Venerable One for half a month already.” The little girl squatted down entirely unafraid right beside the bed where Bu Liuliu lay, cupping her face in both hands, looking as cute as a button.

Good grief—half a month! He had gone straight to sleep for half a month straight. Was he really that chronically sleep-deprived?

“Then what place is this?” Bu Liuliu continued asking.

“Dutian Realm.” The voice did not belong to the little girl.

Clear, aristocratic…

“Venerable One.” The little girl sprang to her feet instantly, bowing toward the man standing straight beside the bed, who remained shrouded in a layer of hazy glowing light.

The man raised a hand slightly, and the little girl instantly understood the gesture, vanishing from the spot in a flash.

Inside the room, it was now just Bu Liuliu and the mysterious man who had brought him here.

Venerable One… That really was a title overflowing with prestige and aura.

“You certainly know how to sleep.” The remark was dripping with disdain.

Bu Liuliu maintained his silence.

He just stared quietly at the other person.

The two of them locked in this silent standoff for a brief moment.

“It seems that half a month of recuperation has slightly stabilized your soul.” The man spoke first.

The man discovered that this alien-born soul appeared even more taciturn and tight-lipped than he was. When he remained silent, this soul would also stay completely quiet, unuttering and unresponsive, feeling utterly mismatched and out of place with this world—yet due to various reasons, he was forced to integrate him into it.

Ordinarily, this had nothing to do with him whatsoever.

However…

“This physical shell has already completely rotted away. Your soul’s existence within such a body, influenced by a certain inexplicable force, leaves you unable to live and unable to die—it’s utterly troublesome. Originally, this had nothing to do with this seat, but since I currently have half my life tied to your body, if anything happens to you, this seat will also face immense trouble.” Even though he currently retained only half his cultivation, it was still more than enough to suppress and resolve most things; it was simply troublesome in certain specific aspects.

“What do I need to do?” Bu Liuliu asked directly.

“Normally, it should be using the body to nourish the soul, but your condition is terribly severe and complex; you require using the soul to nourish the body.” Using the soul to nourish the body—the process is immensely troublesome and excruciatingly painful. The mere thought of that experience caused even the man to furrow his brow slightly.

“Can you speak more clearly? I don’t really understand.” If I don’t understand, I don’t understand. He had no intention of putting up a facade of comprehension.

Reading web novels was one thing, but genuinely existing within this cultivation world meant heaven alone knew whether the cultivation systems mirrored those in books. He didn’t want to torture himself needlessly, so asking for crystal-clear details was the sensible route.

There was no sense in wasting each other’s time.

Seeing Bu Liuliu respond with such refreshing directness, the man didn’t conceal anything either, explaining precisely what using the soul to nourish the body entailed.

In short, it meant he had to rebuild an entirely brand-new physical body rooted purely in his own soul—a fleshly vessel that achieved absolute, 100 percent compatibility with his soul. However, the process felt akin to enduring the tortures of purgatory.

The man described that excruciating pain with stark, vivid realism.

“Only through this method can you achieve a complete state, allowing this seat to take back my half-life. Otherwise, the moment any accident befalls you, my half-life will likewise dissipate along with you, which is an outcome this seat refuses to entertain. Therefore, informing you beforehand is simply so you can mentally prepare yourself.” The man’s tone could only be described as chillingly cold and ruthless to the extreme.

Because he wasn’t asking for Bu Liuliu’s consent to undergo the soul-nourishment process; he was simply serving him an official notice.

“So that’s how it is. I understand what’s going on.” Bu Liuliu’s reaction vastly exceeded the man’s initial expectations.

He had anticipated a myriad of possible emotional responses from Bu Liuliu, but absolute detachment and casual nonchalance certainly hadn’t been among them.

He was reacting thusly even when facing the preservation of his own life…

In truth, the man really ought to have anticipated it; ever since encountering this soul, the other party’s reactions had continually shattered his prior assumptions time and time again.

“Aren’t you afraid?” the man asked.

“You surely won’t believe it if I tell you.” Once again, employing this exact same opening line.

“Go ahead, let’s hear it…”

“I seem to have completely lost my ability to feel physical pain.” Bu Liuliu stated with utter flatness.

Upon hearing those words, the man lapsed into silence. Beneath the veil of glowing light, his eyes flickered with intense, revolving radiance, as though attempting to pierce straight through and see right through the core of Bu Liuliu.