The Aloof Master Is Secretly Kissed Every Night by the Paranoid Villain - Chapter 3

As his gaze swept across the crowd kneeling on the floor, Wen Shiqing, who was maintaining a cold, badass expression, subtly swallowed his saliva.

Is this the hierarchical spiritual pressure system of the cultivation world? It is terrifyingly powerful.

No wonder when he had first arrived here, a mere gentle push from him had caused Xie Yuan to spit blood. The original owner’s cultivation level, the Lower Divinity Realm, truly allowed him to walk through the cultivation world completely unopposed.

“N-No, it is not!” In the face of absolute strength, Xie Xiao did not dare to cause any more trouble. He hurriedly explained, “Daoist Master Wen, please calm your anger! I only listened to the slanderous words of some vile people. They told me that you had taken the boy to stay in your room with improper intentions, which was why I lost my head and came to question you!”

“Now that I see the boy is safe and sound, and the misunderstanding is cleared, I realize these scoundrels deliberately spread false news to ruin your reputation and harm the friendship between our two sects!”

Wen Shiqing lowered his eyes, continuing to feign an unfathomable aura. “And so? How do you plan to handle those scoundrels, and how do you intend to compensate this Master for the disturbance your people caused tonight?”

Hearing that they might be punished, the palace servants kneeling beside Xie Xiao instantly turned pale with fright. They said in anxious panic, “Palace Master, we really did not lie! We saw with our own eyes that Daoist Master Wen took the Young Master into the room and said those suggestive words. Otherwise, we would never have dared to report to you!”

Wen Shiqing sneered. “So, you few were the informants. As servants, you knew Xie Yuan’s identity full well, yet you collaborated to destroy his spiritual root. Tonight, you even dragged him into the woodshed with the intent to humiliate him. If I had not arrived in time, I truly do not know what Xie Yuan’s fate would have been. Before I could even punish you all, you bit back like villains, falsely accusing me of having improper intentions toward Xie Yuan.”

Saying this, he raised his eyes and spoke sarcastically to Xie Xiao, “Palace Master Xie, you have truly trained a wonderful group of subordinates!”

Xie Xiao had countless women in his backyard and a whole handful of children; he usually never cared whether Xie Yuan lived or died. He did not mind how his subordinates treated Xie Yuan either. Tonight, he had intended to use Xie Yuan to extort Wen Shiqing, which was why he had come to catch them in the act. Now, not only had his trap failed, but Wen Shiqing had also caught him by the back collar instead. He instantly felt that he had completely lost face.

He asked Xie Yuan, who was standing silently by the side, in a deep voice, “Yuan’er, is what the Daoist Master said true? Did these servants really treat you this way? Did the Daoist Master bring you back to the room only to save you?”

Yuan’er?

Xie Yuan was nearly disgusted to the point of vomiting. Remembering what this man had done to his mother and himself, Xie Yuan wished he could hack Xie Xiao into a thousand pieces right now.

Looking at Xie Yuan’s ugly expression, Wen Shiqing felt a bit anxious. If Xie Yuan chose to reveal what the original owner had actually done, then he would not be able to stand on the moral high ground to bluff people anymore.

Fortunately, after a brief daze, Xie Yuan slowly said, “Everything the Daoist Master said is true.”

At this point, he even adjusted his emotions, allowing his eyes to redden slightly. With an expression of utter grievance and a voice near sobbing, he said, “Father is busy with official matters and does not know how these brutes treat me in private. They do not respect my identity at all, flagrantly despising Father and trampling on my dignity. Tonight, they nearly defiled me. If… if the Daoist Master had not arrived in time, I am afraid Yuan’er would have already…”

Xie Yuan was very calm. He currently had no cultivation, so it would not do to truly infuriate Xie Xiao. Thus, he did not say a single bad word about Xie Xiao, instead shifting all the blame onto the servants. His tearful performance instantly secured Wen Shiqing’s position on the moral high ground, making it impossible for him to fall off.

Wen Shiqing’s spine straightened even more, and his freezing gaze fell upon Xie Xiao’s face. “Palace Master Xie, now that things have come to this, what else do you have to say?”

Xie Xiao felt stifled in his chest from the aggressive interrogation, yet he could not utter a single word of rebuttal. He could only vent his anger on the few who had brought the news. “A pack of brutes! You are truly lawless! To dare to touch even my son! And you dared to slander the Daoist Master! Today, I shall kill you to vent the Daoist Master’s anger!”

With that, he drew his sword.

“Palace Master! Spare our lives! We really did not lie, and we never defamed the Palace Master! We… Ah!”

The miserable screams stopped abruptly under the biting flash of the sword, and the ground was soaked with blood.

Wen Shiqing’s eyelids twitched. After all, he was a law-abiding youth raised in the twenty-first century; when had he ever witnessed such a large-scale killing scene? He turned his face away, telling himself that this was the cultivation world where people killed without blinking an eye. These people deserved to die, deserved to die, deserved to die. Only after chanting this a few times did his state of mind calm down.

“Daoist Master Wen, I have punished these damnable servants. Please do not take tonight’s matter to heart.” Having failed to manipulate Wen Shiqing, Xie Xiao could only admit defeat. “To compensate for the disturbance you suffered, you may make a request, and I will do my best to fulfill it.”

Wen Shiqing looked at Xie Xiao. He knew very well that if Xie Xiao had not been fearful of his cultivation, Xie Xiao would not have even blinked an eye even if Xie Yuan had truly been humiliated or killed.

“This Master wants to take Xie Yuan away.” His tone was cold and hard, carrying an unyielding authority. “In addition, hand over the Meridian Fruit you obtained a few days ago.”

The Meridian Fruit was an important medicinal ingredient for refining the Samsara Pill, which could reshape destroyed spiritual roots. Xie Yuan’s spiritual root was ruined, and only the Samsara Pill could help him.

“You want to take the Meridian Fruit?!” Xie Xiao completely ignored the part about Xie Yuan, his face full of heartache and reluctance. “Daoist Master Wen, that Meridian Fruit is a top-tier treasure. Many alchemy cultivators are scrambling to buy it from me! To just give it to you like this…”

Wen Shiqing released his spiritual pressure once more, his voice turning even colder. “Are you giving it, or not?”

“…”

Xie Xiao truly felt that he had struck terrible luck. If he had known, he should not have been greedy and tried to manipulate the other party. He had truly lost the bait along with the fish. Seeing the spiritual pressure growing stronger and stronger, Xie Xiao ultimately could not withstand it. Gnashing his teeth, he replied, “I will give it.”

Only after storing the Meridian Fruit into his storage ring did Wen Shiqing offer a hypocritical smile, saying politely to Xie Xiao, “This Master will remember Palace Master Xie’s kindness.”

Xie Xiao’s breath caught in his throat, and he almost spat blood. He glared at Xie Yuan, muttered, “Do as you please, Daoist Master,” to Wen Shiqing, and flicked his sleeves before storming off.

How could he not know that this cheap son of his was siding with Wen Shiqing? If only Xie Yuan had defected to his side, how could he have suffered such a defeat today! However, he figured Wen Shiqing merely regarded Xie Yuan as a plaything. After all, he was just a useless trash without a spiritual root, unable to stir up any trouble for the rest of his life, so he let him go.

The crowd dispersed, leaving only Wen Shiqing and Xie Yuan in the room. The room doors were wide open, and the bitter December wind carried the stench of blood into the room, rushing into their noses.

Xie Yuan seemed to sober up a bit. He walked quickly to the corpses. Suppressing the bloodthirsty urge to dismember these brutes, he roughly tore open their clothes one by one, searching for something. Finally, he found a translucent, pure white jade pendant on one of the bodies. Holding the jade pendant tightly against his chest, Xie Yuan felt a wave of relief. He bit his lower lip hard to restrain himself, but his lowered eyes still turned red. Unlike his previous faked sadness, this time it was a genuine outpouring of emotion.

Sometimes, things work out. Fortunately, he did not lose his mother.

Wen Shiqing also recognized that the jade pendant was a relic left by Xie Yuan’s mother. In the novel, Xie Yuan had his jade pendant stolen by these few people tonight, and he was never able to find it again for years until his death. Despite being hated and abused by his biological mother since childhood, he still treasured the only token she left behind. It was hard not to feel bad for him.

Wen Shiqing walked over, wanting to say a few words of comfort. But remembering his mission and hearing System 00 constantly reminding him not to break his character design, he ultimately only said coldly, “What does it look like, squatting in front of filthy corpses? Hurry up and move.”

Xie Yuan snapped out of his trance. He placed the jade pendant close to his body, gave an obedient “Mm,” and stood up. Noticing Wen Shiqing’s gaze on him, and remembering that the other party cherished this set of clothes very much, he knew he could not anger him. Thus, he explained, “Master, I was very careful. I did not get the clothes dirty.”

Wen Shiqing, who was currently contemplating whether to give Xie Yuan a thick coat, remained silent. Pursing his lips, Wen Shiqing ultimately could not hold back. He pulled a thick rabbit-fur cloak from his storage ring and threw it onto Xie Yuan.

“I will carry you via sword flight. Keep this cloak on the entire way. That way, you naturally will not get the clothes dirty again, and it will save you from annoying me.”