The Junior Sister Isn't Flirtatious At All; It's All Their Fault for Being Too Seductive - Chapter 1

Jiang Luoyue opened her eyes. Intense pain shot through her limbs and bones. Hadn’t she fallen into a zombie pit? How could she have survived this?

The first thing she saw was a man’s broad chest. The skin was fair, making the two points on his chest appear somewhat pink.

Jiang Luoyue immediately shifted from a dazed state to wide-eyed astonishment. “Male… Male Mom (Nán Māmā).”

What a beautiful body. Jiang Luoyue was instantly captivated by the male beauty. She reached out, wanting to touch his muscles. Before she could make contact, however, her wrist was seized by a hand.

Jiang Luoyue looked up, meeting the man’s gaze.

After locking eyes with Jiang Luoyue, the man silently looked away. “I am Yue Wenqiu of the Dongyue Sect. It was I who ruined the young lady’s purity. May I ask which sect and school the lady belongs to? I will definitely come to your door with a marriage proposal and take responsibility for you.”

Yue Wenqiu’s ears were faintly pink. He slowly rose, not forgetting to gently place Jiang Luoyue down, spreading his outer robe on the ground beneath her.

Only then did Jiang Luoyue realize she was in a cave. Ah, in the wilderness? Is it that stimulating?

Moreover, the man’s ink-black hair cascaded like a waterfall, and the scattered clothes of the two of them were clearly not what modern people wore.

“Ding!—System binding successful. Congratulations to the host for completing the first mission: repairing the destroyed Spiritual Root.”

A System? Jiang Luoyue had seen zombies; transmigrating into a cultivation world was perfectly acceptable to her.

A sudden pain erupted in Jiang Luoyue’s abdomen. She clutched her stomach and let out a soft “Hiss—”

“Young lady, are you alright? Could it be… was I too excessive?” Yue Wenqiu visibly panicked.

“Host, don’t worry. This is the repair of your Spiritual Root, which is why you feel a little uncomfortable. To become strong, the host must ‘pluck male colors’ often,” the System said.

Jiang Luoyue: “?? What?” So, her ability to repair her Spiritual Root came from plucking this man?

And this man was currently overwhelmed with shame, completely unaware that he had been taken advantage of.

“I’m fine.” Jiang Luoyue finally had time to examine the man before her. His face was like jade, possessing a gentle and refined temperament, an elegant demeanor like a noble young master.

“I was framed and poisoned with the Splendid Fragrance Silk, which is why I did that to the young lady…” As he spoke, Yue Wenqiu grew shy again. “The young lady still hasn’t told me your name…”

Although he had been drugged, he retained his memories after waking up, and the recollection made his face blush even more. He could clearly remember the feel of Jiang Luoyue’s body—soft and delicate.

He wasn’t a lustful person, but last night he had certainly been excessive, asking for it several times. He wondered if this young lady, who looked so frail, was worn out.

“Jiang Luoyue,” Jiang Luoyue answered simply. Yue Wenqiu was waiting for her to mention her sect, but Jiang Luoyue finished tidying herself up, ready to leave.

“Young Master, there is no need to dwell on it. We met by chance,” Jiang Luoyue said, fully dressed. “We both got what we needed. Let’s treat it as a dream.”

The System had just briefed her on Yue Wenqiu’s background: he was the only son and heir of the Dongyue Sect’s Sect Master, and his Spiritual Root talent was considered a once-in-a-thousand-years genius for the sect. Yue Wenqiu and Yun Kaiji of the Xiyun Sect were known as “Yue Wenqiu of the East, Yun Kaiji of the West,” the most famous young talents in the cultivation world.

Yue Wenqiu naturally knew his reputation and presumed she knew him.

He grew anxious. “My parents are old-fashioned and won’t accept me marrying a girl from a minor sect, but I am willing to fight for you. Don’t think I won’t follow through.”

Yue Wenqiu believed that Jiang Luoyue was intentionally shaking him off. What “got what we needed”? What did she get out of it?

Jiang Luoyue felt the situation was gender-reversed. Usually, it was the man who took advantage and the woman who begged. Yet, this Yue Wenqiu was acting more like a girl, insisting on clinging to her, the heartless one.

“If fate brings us together again, I will return with you,” Jiang Luoyue said, then left.

Yue Wenqiu couldn’t believe he had been rejected.

He was the famous Young Master Wenqiu, whom countless female cultivators flirted with. However, strict familial teachings and his parents’ loving marriage had planted the seed of “one lifetime, one partner” in his heart.

But now, he had taken the initiative and was rejected.

“Young lady…” Yue Wenqiu chased after her hastily. “At least tell me which sect you belong to!”

“It’s not important,” Jiang Luoyue’s voice was very cool.

“System, help me shake him off. What price do I have to pay?” Jiang Luoyue asked the System internally.

“The host just completed a mission, so you have a reward. The System found a great tool for you: the Thousand-Mile Teleportation Talisman. It’ll instantly teleport you far away and conceal your tracks,” the System replied.

“Use it immediately.”

“You got it.” As soon as the System finished speaking, Jiang Luoyue shimmered and disappeared a thousand miles away.

Yue Wenqiu watched Jiang Luoyue vanish before his eyes, unable to track her down. He could only place his hopes on the phrase, “If fate brings us together again.”

“Host, this Yue Wenqiu is a famous young master in the cultivation world. Why didn’t you latch onto him?” the System asked.

“I don’t know much about this world yet. I’ll talk about love once I’m familiar with it. Besides, there are so many men,” Jiang Luoyue said.

“As expected of the host, aspiring to great things! We won’t hang ourselves on one tree. Let’s go ruin the next big, white cabbage!” The System was thrilled that its host was so open-minded and instantly full of fighting spirit.

“What ruin the cabbage? I just want to become stronger,” Jiang Luoyue replied. Coming from the apocalypse, she clearly understood the importance of power. Her original body’s Spiritual Root wasn’t destroyed for no reason; only strength could ensure her safety.

“What is the use of this system of yours? Also, what is my background?”

“As long as the host engages in dual cultivation with a man, you will receive rewards and boost your cultivation. You can both enjoy male beauty and become stronger!” the System explained excitedly.

To Jiang Luoyue, the System looked like a white fluff ball excitedly bouncing around her.

Jiang Luoyue paused. She hadn’t even been in a relationship in the apocalypse, relying on her older cousin for survival. When she was swallowed by the zombie tide, her cousin had desperately tried to pull her out. She was still concerned: Is her cousin doing alright now?

“That Yue Wenqiu was quite capable—several times in one night—so the rewards are especially generous. Besides the Thousand-Mile Teleportation Talisman, the host’s damaged Spiritual Root has been repaired, and you successfully reached the Foundation Establishment stage,” the System said happily. “Host, keep up the hard work! Your cultivation will speed up!”

“So, who am I?” Jiang Luoyue was a little speechless. She felt she might turn into a sex fiend just to cultivate properly.

“The original host was the orphaned daughter left behind by the former Sect Master and his wife of Ziwei Peak. She was harmed by the current Sect Master, Luo Xiuping, and his adopted daughter, Zhao Ziyan, resulting in the destruction of her Spiritual Root,” the System explained.

“Why would they harm me?” Jiang Luoyue thought. Internal sect strife? Looks like there’s big gossip.

“Luo Xiuping was your parents’ Martial Brother, and he was unhappy that the position of Sect Master was taken from him. He went down the mountain for training and adopted the parentless Zhao Ziyan.”

“This Zhao Ziyan has no Spiritual Root. Your parents were brilliant, and yet their child—you—also lacked a Spiritual Root. Your severely injured parents obtained the Ninth-Grade Lotus, which can restore the Spiritual Root, from the Demon Realm—they got two stalks.”

“Luo Xiuping came to demand one, but your parents refused, afraid one might not be enough. In fact, you did use both stalks of the Ninth-Grade Lotus before your Spiritual Root stabilized.”

“But Zhao Ziyan held a grudge against your family. Coupled with Luo Xiuping’s resentment over losing the Sect Master position to your father, they schemed to murder them.”

After listening, Jiang Luoyue could only sigh. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a purely wicked villain. If they wanted the spiritual herb, they should have just gone and gotten it themselves. Oh, right, about my father obtaining the Sect Master position, was it…”

“Don’t worry, the host’s father becoming the Sect Master was perfectly legitimate,” the System said, rubbing against Jiang Luoyue’s face to provide comfort.