Ling Haoran was speechless.

He certainly didn't have any improper thoughts about Ye Ran's current bean sprout-like physique; he just wanted her to get used to his touch from a young age.

Then, she gradually falls in love with him, willingly engages in dual cultivation with him, and becomes his "power bank".

But he can't just tell the truth and say that I'm a pervert who just wants to hit on you.

Faced with the little girl's "aggrieved and questioning" gaze, he could only swallow his anger and resentment.

"Brother Ling is not a pervert, he was just too worried about you and lost his temper. I will be more careful in the future."

Qi An nodded: "That's good. I thought Brother Ling brought me back for some ulterior motive. That would be disgusting."

Ling Haoran: "..."

“My mother also said that people who bully little girls will not have a good death. They will be struck by lightning and go to the eighteenth level of hell after death, where they will be skinned and dismembered, and then fried in oil into twisted dough sticks.”

Ling Haoran felt pain all over his body.

Your mother said, your mother said... Why does your mother talk so much?

But he could only manage a forced smile and reassure her, "Your mother is right."

Qi An finally stopped, and secretly touched the thigh that he had pinched.

Ouch...that really hurts. I'm not skilled enough and didn't control my strength properly; I hit too hard.

It's all that bastard's fault, she has to get it back.

Remembering the important matter, Ling Haoran asked again, "What happened to the bloodstains on the ground? Are you injured?"

Qi An looked completely innocent: "I don't know either. I finished practicing the entire book of techniques you gave me, and then I vomited blood."

Ling Haoran frowned. This was his furnace, and he absolutely could not afford any mistakes.

"How is that possible? I clearly gave you top-tier techniques... No, it's only been a few days and you've already finished one?"

Ling Haoran then realized what Qi An had said. He had only been gone for a few days, and this little girl had already finished... a whole book?

Is this the ultimate talent of the Yin Body?

This is absolutely terrifying.

But why would she vomit blood? Could it be that she practiced it incorrectly and went into a state of demonic possession?

Seeing Ling Haoran's uncertain expression, Qi An offered, "Brother Ling, could it be that I'm practicing incorrectly? Why don't you come with me to check?"

A hint of hesitation flashed in Ling Haoran's eyes.

He possessed a body and relied on the system, so he had never seriously cultivated and didn't understand those things at all.

Therefore, although this body has a pretty good cultivation level, he... doesn't know how to use it.

It's like someone with profound inner strength who doesn't know any moves and can't unleash them.

He was about to refuse when Qi An said with a disappointed look:

"Brother Ling, do you think I'm too weak? But I can't find anyone else besides you. Should I go out and find someone to practice with?"

"No, I'll practice with you."

Ling Haoran was afraid that she would really go to someone else, so he reluctantly agreed.

He thought, this little girl has only been practicing for a few days. This body has cultivation, and with the help of the system, there's no way she can't beat him.

A cold smile flashed in Qi An's eyes as he attacked him.

He punched him in the stomach.

Ling Haoran felt nauseous and said with a contorted face, "Not bad, not bad, Brother Ling, you need to get serious."

He kicked off her calf.

"Wow, haha, that's great! Brother Ling is really going to start putting in the effort!"

An elbow strike to the kidneys.

"I did a good job... cough... cough, from now on, Brother Ling won't let you have it."

"Bang."

"Thump."

"Smack."

...

Fifteen minutes later, Ling Haoran lay on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, his legs twisted in different directions.

His golden crown had been knocked off, and his white clothes were covered in blood and mud. He was too weak to even cry out in pain.

Qi An pretended to be worried and went over to help him, but "accidentally" stepped on his hand, and all five of his fingers snapped off.

Ling Haoran: "..."

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, Brother Ling, I didn't mean to."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stumbled and his elbow slammed into Ling Haoran's groin. Ling Haoran was in so much pain that he almost bit off his tongue, and cold sweat poured down his back.

"I'm so sorry, Brother Ling, are you alright? Waaah, I was so stupid..."

"System, system, check quickly, is my egg broken?" Ling Haoran roared in despair.

[Reporting to the host: Not yet.]

Seeing that the little girl wanted to come over and help her, Ling Haoran retreated in fear, not daring to let her get close.

Qi An's eyes were red, and his face looked hurt.

"Does Brother Ling hate me? I didn't defeat you on purpose. I didn't expect Brother Ling to be so gentle. I'll be more gentle in the future and let you have your way."

Ling Haoran's veins bulged when he heard Qi An's words.

He wanted to project an image of profound mystery, gentle strength, and omnipotence in front of Ye Ran, not a weakling.

After all, no woman likes a clown.

In his mind, all women are fucking slutty and cheap.

They all like handsome, sweet-talking, and rich men. Even if they are rich scumbags, they are unwilling to look down on a poor loser who is ugly but loves them.

In his lifetime, he was just a poor loser. No matter how much he fawned over her, no girl was willing to be with him.

He had accomplished nothing and lived in poverty for over thirty years. He was attacked by a group of girls for harassing a girl on the street.

Because I was too weak, I was accidentally killed.

Each girl claimed she delivered the fatal blow herself, and the court couldn't verify the claim. Ultimately, due to the principle of "the law does not punish the masses," the court ruled it as legitimate self-defense.

He died in vain.

After his death, he unexpectedly acquired a system, so he specifically chose to do missions in worlds with strong female protagonists, making them his playthings.

He liked beautiful and powerful women, but at the same time, he hated them.

Therefore, he could never tolerate being looked down upon by women, especially the female lead.

Ling Haoran forced a gentle expression and looked at Qi An with affection as he explained to her.

"Little girl, you've gotten too cocky. Brother Ling is a genius of the Tianxuan Sect. You've only been cultivating for a few days, how could you possibly defeat me?"

"Brother Ling is being lenient with you, afraid of hurting you or damaging your confidence. You'll see, these injuries are fake, they'll heal in no time."

After showing off, Ling Haoran loudly called out to the system.

[System, system, heal my wound quickly, damn it, it hurts like hell!]

[Host, the luck balance of this plane is insufficient, please...]

[I'll use what I've saved up first, and I'll make up for it later. The Supreme God won't know.]

The system paused for a moment, then replied with an "okay".

Qi An squinted and saw a blue ball of light begin to spin rapidly in Ling Haoran's sea of ​​consciousness.

Scattered blue lights appeared everywhere, and wherever they passed, the broken bones were put back together, and the shattered kidneys were healed.

Finally, even the bruises and swelling on his face disappeared.

A dark glint flashed in Qi An's eyes.

Accumulated luck points?

Is it the luck of those female protagonists whose lives were stolen by him in previous worlds and who died tragically in the end?

Ling Haoran brushed the dirt off his body, wiped away the cold sweat, stood up leisurely, and stretched out his arms to show Qi An.

"Look, Brother Ling is perfectly fine."

Qi An concealed the fierceness in his eyes and said innocently, "That's great! Then Brother Ling can practice with me every day from now on."