The Aloof Master Is Secretly Kissed Every Night by the Paranoid Villain - Chapter 1

“Master, please have mercy on me.”

Warm breath brushed against his ear, and a fawning kiss fell tremulously upon his neck, bringing a strange sense of dampness. Startled, Wen Shiqing snapped his eyes open. Purely by reflex, he shoved the person in his arms away.

He watched helplessly as the youth in his embrace was sent flying like a withered leaf by that seemingly light push. With a loud crash, the boy struck a folding screen and collapsed heavily onto the floor. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and his already pale face turned a ghastly white.

Yet, the youth struggled to lift his head, revealing a delicate, youthful face. With his black hair disheveled and his eyes red and misty, he looked as beautiful as a specter. He did not even wipe the blood from his lips; instead, he crawled to Wen Shiqing’s feet, humbly clutching the hem of his robe. He continued to plead, “Master, did I do something wrong? I can change. Please do not be angry with me.”

Upon closer inspection, however, one could catch a glimpse of somber hatred hidden deep within the youth’s eyes.

Wen Shiqing looked around in a daze at the bedroom, which featured a layout identical to a set from a historical period drama. His scalp nearly tingled with shock. He was supposed to be staying up late to finish a design draft, so how did he end up here? Who was this youth? Furthermore, he had not used much strength, so how did the boy end up coughing up blood? Moreover, the boy looked to be the same age as his younger brother. How could he be huddled in his arms, kissing him, and asking for mercy? Was he gay? And the boy called him Master; just what kind of morally corrupt relationship was this?

Shock aside, Wen Shiqing felt a dull pang in his conscience when he saw the blood on the boy’s lips. He instinctively reached out to help him up, but a voice suddenly echoed in his mind, freezing him in place.

[Host, hello. I am System 00. Congratulations on transmigrating into the world of the novel Crossing the Heavenly Tribulation. As long as you successfully play the role you have transmigrated into, you can be resurrected in the real world. Do you accept this mission?]

“Resurrected? You mean I am dead?”

[Yes. You died of sudden cardiac arrest while working late in your world.]

Wen Shiqing finally remembered the sharp pain in his chest right before he lost consciousness. He had not expected to die so suddenly. But he could not die yet. His younger brother was still in school, his parents were gone, and his grandmother was in poor health. If they heard news of his death, he could not imagine how many tears they would shed.

“As long as I complete the mission, you can definitely resurrect me?”

[As a Transmigration System, I am honest with all customers.]

“Then, I accept.”

Hearing Wen Shiqing accept, System 00’s voice became noticeably more excited, rising several degrees in pitch as if fearing he might regret it.

[Great! I will now transmit the world data to you. The appearance of this body has been adjusted to match your original look in the real world to ensure the Host has a pleasant experience throughout.]

Wen Shiqing did not understand why 00 was so excited at first, but after reading the character profile, his face turned as colorful as a paint palette.

The background of the novel Crossing the Heavenly Tribulation was as follows: The male lead’s parents had sacrificed themselves during the Great Immortal Demon War to take down the Demon Lord, entrusting their orphaned son to their old friend, Wen Shiqing, the Peak Master of the Sword Peak at the Wentian Sect. To the male lead, Wen Shiqing was a devoted guardian who eventually died to save him. From the male lead’s perspective, Wen Shiqing was a White Moonlight, a respected elder worthy of a lifetime of honor.

In reality, however, Wen Shiqing harbored dark, twisted feelings for the male lead he had raised. Not only did he secretly paint portraits of the boy, but he also collected various items the male lead had used. His mind was filled with filthy thoughts about him. Having suppressed these urges for too long, he eventually found a substitute: the villain, Xie Yuan.

This youth, Xie Yuan, was born in a third rate sect called the Hehuan Palace. His mother had been a renowned and beautiful cultivator, but her cultivation was destroyed by the Palace Master. She was imprisoned, subjected to daily humiliation, and eventually gave birth to Xie Yuan. After giving birth, she lost her mind and vented all her hatred for the Palace Master onto Xie Yuan. After years of torturing him, she committed suicide right before his eyes.

Following her death, Xie Yuan was left even more isolated. The people in the Hehuan Palace were all sycophants who preyed on the weak; young Xie Yuan spent every day in a living hell. As he grew older and his beauty began to bloom, the palace servants even started to lay hands on him. Xie Yuan was stubborn. Having a spiritual root, he had practiced in secret and one day severely injured a lecherous man who tried to strip him. However, this led to even more horrific retaliation.

The servants joined forces to destroy his spiritual root and cultivation. They threw him into a woodshed and rudely tore off his clothes. Just as he was about to be violated, Wen Shiqing, who was visiting Hehuan Palace, happened upon the scene. Wen Shiqing had said only one thing: “Your eyes look like his.”

With that, he took Xie Yuan to his room. He told Xie Yuan to call him Master and serve him. If he could satisfy him, Wen Shiqing would take him as a disciple, teach him to cultivate, and bring him back to the Wentian Sect. If he failed, he would be thrown back into the woodshed to be humiliated.

Unlike the refined and gentle persona he maintained before the male lead, Wen Shiqing revealed his true, dark, and perverted nature to Xie Yuan. Even after bringing Xie Yuan back to the Wentian Sect, he never actually taught him how to cultivate. Instead, he treated him as a secret plaything, projecting all his dark desires for the male lead onto Xie Yuan.

This ultimately drove Xie Yuan to become a powerful villain and a psychopath. He hated Hehuan Palace, he hated Wen Shiqing, and he envied the male lead. After Wen Shiqing died, Xie Yuan took a radical path. He stole the Wentian Sect’s greatest treasure, the Yin Yang Crown, and his strength grew by leaps and bounds. He even entered the Ghost Path, killing people to refine their souls. He broke ties with his brother, the male lead, betrayed the Wentian Sect, and established the Ghost Sect. He slaughtered everyone in Hehuan Palace and even dug up Wen Shiqing’s corpse. He whipped the body for days and refined it into a ghost slave, carrying it with him everywhere to torture whenever he pleased.

When the male lead found out, he was naturally furious. After all, in his eyes, Wen Shiqing was a pure White Moonlight. How could he allow someone to insult his Master like that? Thus, the feud between the two grew until they were sworn enemies. Later, to gain even more power, Xie Yuan accepted the Demon Lord’s legacy and engaged in a final death match with the male lead.

But the male lead was blessed by the Heavens, served as the leader of the Immortal Alliance, and had the entire immortal world behind him. In a battle between the protagonist and the villain, the villain is destined to lose. In the end, Xie Yuan was run through the heart by the male lead’s sword.

The male lead said coldly, “Xie Yuan, if you had not been so rebellious and bloodthirsty, we were fellow disciples; how did it come to this?”

Xie Yuan only laughed as he gripped the sword piercing through him. He laughed until blood overflowed from his mouth, a tragic and wild sound.

“Rebellious? Toward that animal, Wen Shiqing?”

“Do you have any idea how he used to treat me?”

At this point, Xie Yuan’s voice went quiet. He gazed absentmindedly at the male lead’s face. In the distance, the sun was setting, and the male lead’s long shadow enveloped Xie Yuan in total darkness. This villain, who had lived a life of pain, finally gave a tragic smile and whispered.

“As expected, I can only ever be your shadow. Even in death, I can never step into the light.”

After Xie Yuan died, the male lead reinforced the seal on the Demon Race, gave Wen Shiqing an honorable burial, and eventually ascended to godhood with his harem. The story ended happily.

[Host, the character Wen Shiqing is a twisted pervert who is obsessed with the male lead and treats the villain Xie Yuan as a substitute. You just need to play this role well and eventually die for the male lead to be resurrected in your world.]

[Now, you must follow the plot. Harshly berate the villain and make him continue to serve you to make him feel more ashamed and hate you even more.]

The system provided helpful guidance on the side. However, after processing the plot and seeing the villain’s tragic life, Wen Shiqing could not help but twitch his lips. He did not like men, and he did not want to torture Xie Yuan. After all, Xie Yuan looked to be the same age as his brother and had already suffered so much. Wen Shiqing was not a dark pervert like the original owner, so he simply could not bring himself to do it.

But he had already been tricked into accepting the mission by the system, and he truly did want to be resurrected. It seemed he could only find a way to exploit the system’s loopholes.

Thinking this, he leaned down and gripped Xie Yuan’s chin with one hand. He struggled to adjust his emotions, finally forcing his elegant and handsome face to take on a stern, twisted expression.

“With someone like you, do you think you are worthy of kissing me?”

“Boy, remember this: from now on, you only need to stay by my side and serve me tea. You do not need to do anything else. If you can do that, I can take you out of this Hehuan Palace, accept you as my disciple, and teach you to cultivate!”

After saying that, he viciously pulled a bruise healing pill from his emerald storage ring and flicked it into Xie Yuan’s mouth.

“This is a healing pill. Swallow it quickly! Do not go around with that sickly face anymore; it is bad luck!”

System 00: [???]