Transmigrated Into A Book And Became A Heartthrob Male Protagonist - Chapter 6
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Lin Qing nodded with great solemnity. “In the coming days, I will be setting up arrays within this courtyard. If any petty scoundrels dare to intrude, I will make sure they never return.”
Especially you, you idiot. Do not even think about coming here in the middle of the night to take advantage of me again.
Yun Fan’s expression stiffened for a moment before he offered a fawning smile. “Master, you must be joking. Our Tianyan Sect is the foremost sect in the cultivation world, and you are the renowned Qinglian Sword Venerable. Who would be so suicidal as to dare intrude here?”
“I have been feeling restless lately, fearing something is about to happen. It is better to be cautious.” As Lin Qing spoke, he waved his hand dismissively. “I am weary. You may leave.”
Moron, get lost!
Yun Fan lowered his head and withdrew. “Yes, your disciple takes his leave.”
No matter. I have waited so many years; I am in no hurry for this moment. Just a bit longer, very soon.
[Ding-dong! Detected Yun Fan’s Heat Value +5.]
Lin Qing thought: Tui!
After the incident that morning, Yun Fan indeed did not dare to break into Lin Qing’s bedroom at night again. He only showed his face every morning to deliver the medicine, and every time, Lin Qing found an excuse to drive him away immediately after drinking it.
Lin Qing managed to enjoy a few days of peace, but he did not rest. Instead, he continued his search for the Great Demon of Destruction. The Demon Slaying Array from that day was real, which meant that even if the demon’s fall site was not in that cave, it had to be nearby.
For several days, he visited that desolate land more frequently than he returned to his own palace. As the day for the main plot approached, there was still no progress in finding the demon’s legacy, and he could not help but feel anxious. Although he had planned a countermeasure for the main plot, he only had a fifty percent certainty with the system constantly monitoring him. Only by obtaining the demon’s cultivation technique and leaving himself a back up plan could he truly feel at ease.
After another fruitless search, Lin Qing returned to the main hall exhausted, slumping like a boneless person into his white jade chair to rest. He could not help but suspect that what he had destroyed that day might not have been a Demon Slaying Array at all, but rather a prank array set up by some random cultivator. After all, he would not know what a real Demon Slaying Array looked like anyway.
“Master, your disciple Yun Fan seeks an audience.”
Does this guy not have an alarm clock? How does he manage to clock in so punctually every day?
Lin Qing ground his teeth in hatred but sat up straight and assumed a proper posture. He patted his cheeks, which were twitching from anger, and called out coldly toward the hall, “Come in.”
This time, Yun Fan did not carry a medicine bowl. Instead, he knelt on one knee and said, “Master, I am here to”
Lin Qing raised a hand, cutting him off mid sentence. “A Yun, come here. Step forward.”
I know exactly what you are here for, you ill intentioned grandson of a turtle.
The summoned Yun Fan walked up the white jade steps with a mix of confusion and excitement. He came before Lin Qing and knelt again. “Master, you called for me.”
He had not been this close to his Master in a long time. Up close, his Master’s face was even more enchanting. He was filled with anticipation; soon he would have his Master. He would tear apart that indifferent expression and make his Master feel emotions just for him.
[Ding-dong! Yun Fan’s Heat Value +20.]
Lin Qing’s hand, hidden beneath his wide sleeve, clenched into a fist. He spoke with deep sincerity, “Yun Fan, you have worked hard taking care of me these past few days.”
Yun Fan looked flattered. “This is what I should do; it is not hard at all.”
How could it be hard? Soon, I will claim my reward from you, Master.
[Ding-dong! Yun Fan’s Heat Value +20.]
Lin Qing suppressed the curses rising to his throat and tossed a sachet embroidered with the words “Peace and Safety” to him. “This is a safety pendant I prepared for you. Wearing it will help turn misfortune into luck. The Immortal Sect Competition is in a few days, and with the various sects sparring, accidental injuries are inevitable. Remember, no matter the time, your safety is paramount.”
Yun Fan held the sachet with both hands, pressing the faintly fragrant item to his chest. He looked up at his Master with eyes full of devotion. “Thank you, Master. I will certainly treasure it.”
Master is always so seductive; it only makes me lose my restraint even more.
[Ding-dong! Yun Fan’s Heat Value +30.]
Lin Qing reached out and patted Yun Fan’s head. Perhaps due to his lack of practice, he pressed the head down quite low. “Good boy.”
You bastard! Look at me again and I will poke your dog eyes out.
[Ding-dong! Detected Yun Fan’s Heat Value +20.]
Ugh. Finished! I touched him. My hand is dirty now.
Yun Fan, however, was thrilled. Master is taking the initiative to touch me. He carefully admired the sachet. “Master, the craftsmanship of this sachet is exquisite. I wonder which embroiderer made it?”
Could it be that Master went out of his way to have this made specifically for me?
Lin Qing curled his lips and said, “It was prepared specifically for you by me.”
Hearing this, Yun Fan’s Heat Value soared. Master actually.
At the same time, the system’s warning alarms escalated. [Dear, how can you give an item exchanged from the System Mall to an important male supporting character? This item was meant for your use!]
[Dear, if the main plot is affected by this, you will face severe punishment!]
“I will definitely cherish this sachet,” Yun Fan said as he tucked it away. Seeing that the time was right and fearing he would delay the surprise he had meticulously designed for his Master, Yun Fan said, “Master, there is a demon causing trouble in the western suburbs. Even I am no match for it. I beg Master to assist.”
Lin Qing stood up. “Let us go.”
Heat Value does not even need grinding. As long as I say one more word to this guy, this animal can imagine a mountain of Heat Value out of thin air.
The western suburbs were actually a wilderness forest with a natural lake. The spiritual energy near the lake was abundant, and many intelligent but unformed spirit beasts and demon beasts lived there. As for why they did not go to any of the easier places to stage an ambush and came here instead? This trashy novel was purely for gratification and ignored all logic. When the original host was ravaged, there were many intelligent beasts watching nearby, which served as a foundation for the cross species interaction plot later on.
The two flew on their swords for an hour and stopped near the lake.
“There is an anomaly over there. Yun Fan, wait for me here.” As Lin Qing spoke, he ignored Yun Fan and immediately flicked away, vanishing from the spot.
“Master” Yun Fan tried to stop him, but it was too late. “Master!”
No, the drug’s effects will trigger rapidly when spiritual power is used. I must be the first to have him; I absolutely cannot let those two guys beat me to it.
Thinking of this, Yun Fan chased after the direction Lin Qing had left. “Master! Master! Master, where are you?!”
Yun Fan moved quickly. Soon, he saw the white clad back, standing tall like a cedar tree. Even just a view of his back was enough to make his whole body surge and his blood boil. He saw the figure seem to lose its balance, falling toward the grass.
Yun Fan rushed forward and pulled the man into his arms. Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from the man and watching him writhe in his embrace, that usually cold face now filled with an unbearable, restrained expression. Yun Fan knew the drug had taken effect. He swallowed hard, his gaze burning and urgent. “Master, I will cherish you well”
[Ding-dong! Yun Fan’s Heat Value +100, +200, +]
Behind a rock not far away.
System: [Dear, you will be punished for this.]
Lin Qing watched Yun Fan holding a white tiger and kissing it madly. With just one glance, he looked away in disgust.