The Cold And Straight Alpha Is Always Being Flirted With By The Goddess Aunt - Chapter 1

From the revered Master of a cultivation world, she transmigrated…

Guangling Continent, a world of cultivation surrounded by spiritual energy, where the strong survive.

At Qingmen Mountain, the Qingyun Sect, however, hadn’t seen an immortal ascend in nearly a hundred years.

With powerful figures all around, and no immortal emerging for a century, the elders of the Qingyun Sect grew worried about the sect’s decline. They specially consulted the Star Pavilion.

The Pavilion Master observed the stars, calculated the fate with his fingers, and delivered a prophecy: The Tianyue Star appears, the Yan shall flourish, the trial of love must be experienced, then the path to immortality will soar.

Coincidentally, the very next day, Elder Zhuchen brought back a 14-year-old girl named Yan Qing from down the mountain. She was considered the advent of the Tianyue Star and was sent to the Grandmaster Zhujiuyin of Yuncang Mountain. She was cultivated diligently as his closed-door disciple.

True to the prophecy, the young girl met expectations. Within a few decades, she had comprehended the ninth level of the Dao of Absolute Emotion, acquiring profound power. She ascended to the position of Sect Master of Qingyun Sect, ruling over thousands of disciples, all of whom submitted to her authority.

After encountering a bottleneck in her cultivation, Yan Qing decided to enter secluded meditation. This year, she was 90 years old, with black hair and a youthful appearance. Based on the lifespan of thousands of years on the Guangling Continent, she was still considered a young girl.

In the Heavenly Grotto on Qingyun Mountain, entering seclusion was easy, but emerging was difficult. It wasn’t until the tenth year, when Yan Qing was 100 years old, that she was at the critical juncture of comprehending the tenth level of the Dao of Absolute Emotion.

“Is the Sect Master about to break through?” The young disciples outside the cave mansion quietly asked their respective masters.

These masters were Yan Qing’s disciples, sitting respectfully and solemnly guarding her seclusion.

The elders, led by Zhuchen, looked puzzled, stroking their white beards and muttering: “The Tianyue Star appears, the Yan shall flourish, the trial of love must be experienced, then the path to immortality will soar.”

At this moment, a star as bright as daylight hung over Qingyun Mountain, illuminating Yan Qing’s secluded cave.

Everyone craned their necks to look up. The star, bright in the daylight, was regarded as a wonder, and they all believed it was an auspicious sign that Master Yan Qing, the descent of the Tianyue Star, was about to achieve enlightenment and ascend.

The elders’ words resonated in the ears of Yan Qing’s Senior Brother, Mu Zibai. His expression momentarily froze, and his handsome face gazed gently at the cave suspended in the dome. He only murmured, “The trial of love must be experienced, then the path to immortality will soar…”

“My junior sister is about to achieve the Great Dao, how could there be a trial of love?” Mu Zibai’s eyes held a hidden worry.

No one knew that amidst their fervent anticipation, Yan Qing’s trial of love had not yet arrived; instead, an affair of the heart came first.

What is love? Does her great affection for all living beings count?

What is a heart? Is a mere lump of flesh a heart?

What is desire? Is it the intimate affection between partners?

She sat cross-legged, her consciousness in a realm of illusion. A spring dream, a passion-filled, exhilarating moment.

A large, wide bed, a room as ethereal as a cloud dream.

A beautiful woman lay in the same bed with her, exuding a fragrance like orchid and breathing like a flower. She was immersed in it, unable to extricate herself.

“Come on, get a little closer.” This cat-like woman, with a red mole fluttering like a butterfly, kissed her lips, shimmering with watery light.

Gradually, she forgot the Great Dao, abandoned heaven and earth, and a sense of competitiveness arose. It wasn’t until a faint gasp of laughter reached her ear, her earlobe flushed red like blood, and joy surged in her heart…

This dream was long and real, yet she couldn’t see her face clearly.

“Don’t go, come back to me…” Yan Qing reached out. Amidst lingering reluctance, her divine consciousness slightly awoke, and she awkwardly looked at the dampness where she was sitting…

How could this be? She who was always indifferent to feelings, single-mindedly pursuing immortality and the Great Dao of Absolute Emotion, had actually dreamed of…

She had not only failed to comprehend the tenth level of the Dao of Absolute Emotion but was also stirred by lustful desires.

Upon this realization, Yan Qing’s mind was instantly thrown into turmoil, her vital energy churned, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. Her vision went black, and she fainted.

When she opened her eyes, the environment was strange. Where had she gone? Why couldn’t she open her eyes? She could only perceive the outside world through her seven senses.

Transparent floor to ceiling windows, towering buildings what a strange place. Who was she? Dazed, she seemed to see an unfamiliar girl’s face, a face she had never seen, and a strange outfit she had never witnessed.

Long hair draped over her body, a short skirt reaching her knees truly indecent. She wrinkled her brow in disgust.

“Qinghe little sister, what were you saying in your dream just now?”

The girl’s gentle murmur was like a dream or a soft whisper. The loose strands of hair beside her fell onto the shoulder of the person lying down, and a faint, light white rose scent wafted over.

Yan Qing quietly inhaled, sensing no spiritual energy only the superficial scent of mortals. She couldn’t help but wrinkle her nose.

The girl called her Qinghe? Who was Qinghe?

With her spiritual energy damaged, she could only perceive external movements with her seventh sense, unable to muster any strength.

“I heard it, you said you liked big sister.” The girl’s tone seemed a bit smug, with a hint of contentment flowing through it.

“You also said in your dream that you wanted to kiss me, but I’m your big sister. Although you usually insist on calling me by my name, Sister Qianqian still thinks it’s not quite right, does she?”

The girl named “Ji Qianqian” showed a distressed expression until she saw the person in front of her frown tightly, then she revealed a slight joy of having a scheme succeed.

Was she disappointed? Good!

But was this hateful Alpha still pretending to be asleep? Not enough. She continued with a mischievous caution.

“Little sister can’t kiss big sister, but big sister can teach you. This is what you’re so keen on, isn’t it?”

A warm sensation came from Yan Qing’s lips. The light white rose fragrance gently enveloped her, making her already turbulent spiritual energy even more unstable.

After that spring dream with the unfamiliar beauty, waking up only to be molested by a person of the same sex even at 100 years old, she couldn’t tolerate it.

Angry, what was this young girl doing at such a small age?

She felt the other person first gently pressing her lips, and in the midst of the shifting kiss, the memories of the original body flooded into her mind.

The original body, Yan Qinghe, was the first-tier top lapdog of the fake “Playboy” Ji Qianqian.

The reason she was in the first tier was due to the relationship of being generational friends. Yan Qinghe’s parents and Ji Qianqian’s parents were close friends. The Yan family and the Ji family were prominent families in H City. After generations of hard work, they had gradually entered the ranks of the four major noble families in Country D.

The original body had met Ji Qianqian once when they were children, before either of them had differentiated. The childhood Ji Qianqian was a shy little pink dumpling who valued unity and friendship. The first time they met, Yan Qinghe played a trick on her, smeared black ink on her face, and mockingly called her “little black ghost,” causing Ji Qianqian to hold a grudge.

The original body was a mischievous devil who had only briefly met Ji Qianqian and didn’t have a deep impression of her. It wasn’t until 10 years later, when the Ji family moved to H City, that the Yan and Ji families met at a noble family gathering.

The original body searched for the “little black ghost” but couldn’t find her. Instead, she saw a snow-white princess, surrounded by servants, possessing the matured beauty of a goddess. Her bright eyes briefly swept over the original body.

The original body couldn’t connect the beautiful princess in front of her with the “little black ghost” in her memory.

“It was as if I was nailed to the ground. The pheromones, like a sweeping gale, screamed to break through my pores.” The original body described her second meeting with Ji Qianqian in her diary.

“She was still as friendly to me as she was when we were little, seemingly never remembering the grievance of me teasing her back then. She is so good.”

If she could differentiate into an Alpha and Sister Ji was an Omega, could she be a little closer to her? The original body once thought humbly.

Before differentiation, Ji Qianqian still had some interaction with her.

But after she actually differentiated into an Alpha, and some unpleasant things happened, Ji Qianqian became increasingly cold towards her.

If the first “friendliness” was due to the relationship of being generational friends, though somewhat perfunctory, they could still maintain a certain warmth.

After differentiating into an Alpha, Ji Qianqian virtually ignored her.

Due to the childhood grudge, the formerly shy Ji Qianqian became a scoundrel in her adulthood. She knew the original body felt guilty and had a good impression of her, yet she acted spoiled and relied on her beauty to be ruthless, summoning and dismissing the original body at will.

“Qinghe little sister, the school cafeteria food isn’t good. Can you bring me a meal from the Seasons Restaurant?”

The Seasons Restaurant belonged to the Ji family. Ji Qianqian never let her own employees deliver it, she always intentionally made things difficult for the original body.

Okay, Sister Ji!

The original body obeyed. Huffing and puffing, she drove three hours round trip from the school to the restaurant. The beautifully packaged meal she delivered expectantly was only coldly tasted by Ji Qianqian.

Then she coldly threw it into the trash, claiming the taste had changed from being muffled along the way.

Just last night, the original body’s lapdog nature flared up again. She visited the Ji family as a guest and, before entering the guest room, she couldn’t help but knock on Ji Qianqian’s door, wanting to confess shyly but unable to speak. The door was slammed shut with a “bang” in disgust.

The original body, behind the door, had a phrase stuck in her throat. She squatted by Ji Qianqian’s door, so anxious she almost cried.

The next morning, Ji Qianqian’s mother urged her to wake the original body up.

Just before Yan Qing transmigrated, the original body’s sleep-talking confession happened to be heard by Ji Qianqian, leading to the scene that occurred after Yan Qing transmigrated.

“Qianqian… I like you.”

Was Ji Qianqian surprised? No! She took the affection for granted. The carelessness and mockery in her eyes revealed a hint of disgust.

That Alpha pheromone scent that dispersed when approaching an Omega, using the guise of affection, and all the fawning and subservience wasn’t it all for the sake of getting complete satisfaction and possessiveness later on?

This Alpha, who had teased her as a child and whose eyes never concealed her possessiveness as an adult.

What generational sister? If it weren’t for her parents’ insistence, she wouldn’t let her stay overnight at their house!

She knew Yan Qinghe had cried outside the door. Last night, through the closed door, she seemed to smell that annoying pheromone scent boastful and fearless, truly irritating. She would never forget what Yan Qinghe had done to her.

That awful, disgusting, stomach churning, and offensive thing.

She really wanted to pierce her scent gland so she could never put on that show of possessiveness again in front of her. A dark thought flashed across Ji Qianqian’s mind.

She knew the location of an Alpha’s scent gland and approached with a dark mentality.

But miraculously, upon getting closer, she could no longer smell Yan Qinghe’s pheromone scent. It was so strong last night, why not now?

Ji Qianqian, who originally planned only to open the door crack, call Yan Qinghe to wake up, and leave, was held back by a trace of doubt in her heart.

Hmm? A bit strange~

When she approached the Alpha’s bedside, the disgusting smell that used to trouble her had completely vanished?

It was replaced by an exquisitely elegant, clean scent of mountain snow, like fresh, trickling spring water, like a beautiful white lotus from a snowy mountain.

Was this still Yan Qinghe? That little Alpha lapdog who couldn’t help but go into heat when she got close.

Ji Qianqian’s eyes became increasingly confused. When she stood by the door, she had heard Yan Qinghe’s murmuring confession, as if she only dared to say the unfinished confession from last night in her dream.

“Qinghe little sister, what were you saying in your dream just now?” She asked tentatively.

“I heard it, you said you liked big sister.” She summoned up her courage, stepping closer to this little sister who was once familiar but now had a somewhat unfamiliar scent.

“You also said in your dream that you wanted to kiss me, but I’m your big sister. Although you usually insist on calling me by my name, Sister Qianqian still thinks it’s not quite right, does she?”

“How can a little sister kiss her big sister?”

As her words fell, she was already by Yan Qing’s bed. Looking at this generational sister, whose black hair was like ink, whose face was like a painting when she slept, the sleeping her had a look of coldness mixed with discomfort between her brows.

Pine and a biting chill enveloped her, soothing her confusion.

As if carrying centuries of Zen, a morning bell rang, steadying Ji Qianqian’s mind, but also making her gradually confused by Yan Qinghe amidst the intrusion of the unfamiliar scent.

She bit her lip. No matter how confusing the scent was, the Yan Qinghe lying there was essentially still a lapdog, a wolfish lapdog who would only wag her tail at her, hiding all her desires and ambitions.

But what was she doing?

Yes, a little sister shouldn’t kiss her big sister with desire, but could the big sister teach her?

If she just taught her, taught her this flirting skill.

She wanted to be her first teacher, the kind who was self-taught, and she could even “mock” this lapdog little sister’s naivety.

An eye for an eye, to satirize the thing she had once done to her.

She composed herself, finding various reasons for herself amidst the inexplicable confusion.

She meticulously outlined Yan Qing’s lips, closed her eyes, and said the scandalous words, “Big sister wants to teach little sister how to kiss,” yet her long eyelashes trembled with a shyness she didn’t even realize.

She used to always ridicule Yan Qinghe as a “lapdog.” Now the positions seemed to be reversed. Who had become whose lapdog?

She shamelessly mused in the interval of insufficient sweetness and flushed cheeks during the exploration of the lips.

Truly lust-blinded, desire-crazed, and scent-deluded!

Truly bold, opening the door wide, and not being polite at all!

Gradually, she felt the other person slightly struggling.

The former lapdog, Comrade Yan Qinghe, seemed to have parted her lips during Miss Ji’s passionate teaching. No longer holding rigidly to being obedient, she was slightly moving. Was she being coy, seemingly refusing but actually welcoming?

Just assuming she was also dreaming, Miss Ji was recklessly planning to implement her third step of teaching, when she was about to deepen the kiss past the teeth.

A sharp pain on her lip, a bloody taste broke through the captivating coldness, and fresh red blood flowed out.

The person on the bed who she had wantonly molested had white teeth against red lips, beautiful eyes, deep as lacquer, but twisted with a millennium’s worth of coldness.

“Little girl, acting like this! Simply… presumptuous!” Yan Qing was doubly annoyed at being molested by a person of the same sex.

Although it was the same person, the same lapdog-like face, the ‘Scumbag’ Ji Qianqian was jolted awake by this voice, cold as an avalanche.

It was as if she was suddenly splashed with a basin of cold water in the middle of a hot summer, and pulled into a sub-zero cold storage unit.

The 24-hour constant-freeze kind.

Ugh… why is she looking at me so coldly, as if she wants to kill me? The bitten lip truly feels dull and painful.

The scumbag Ji Qianqian, with wet eyes after being stared at, felt a little flushed and guilty for the first time while acting her fake innocent part…