Chapter 1: Meeting Ah Que and Helping Ah Que Solve His Trouble
In the world of cultivation, there are many sects, and Liwen Palace is the number one sect in the cultivation world.
At this moment, inside the Liwen Palace, the sun hangs high in the sky, and the sky is clear and cloudless.
The disciples of Liwen Palace gradually formed groups and walked outside, chatting idly. Just as they were getting into a heated discussion—
Suddenly, a flash of light streaked across the sky, leaving only a tiny dot before anyone could see it.
The sudden change drew the attention of the disciples, who exclaimed in amazement: "Wow, such speed! This person clearly has excellent control over spiritual energy!"
One of the disciples suddenly realized: Could this be some great power?
Jiang Yuemian, however, was completely unaware of this. She was riding her flying sword, whizzing through the air. She was having so much fun that she didn't care what others thought.
"Ahhhhhh!" So fast! So this is what it feels like to fly in the sky!
Wuhu!!! She made another sharp turn, giving 001 quite a fright.
[Host, host!!! Slow down!!! You're going too fast!!!]
As the voice rang out, a mushroom-shaped figure could be seen on Jiang Yuemian's shoulder; it was the one speaking, and that was 001.
Jiang Yuemian wanted to speed up and rush forward, but 001 suddenly called out to her.
[Host! Stop playing around! The system has detected a fight ahead. First mission: Rescue the poor thing.]
Quest completion reward: 0 Faith Points
Penalty for mission failure: Deduct 5 Faith Points
The competition within the outer sect of Liwen Palace is fierce; some are even bullying the weak! As the sect leader of Liwen Palace, how can I allow such a thing to happen! Therefore! Host! Charge forward bravely!
Upon hearing the task assigned by the system, Jiang Yuemian slammed on the brakes. Huh? The first task is already this exciting.
......
On the flat ground behind the Liwen Palace, a young man dressed in coarse gray clothes fell to the ground, surrounded by four or five disciples dressed in outer sect robes.
"You ungrateful wretch! Senior Brother Liu asks you to do something and you keep making excuses. I think you don't want to live anymore!"
"That's right, it's your honor that Senior Brother Liu is looking for you. Since you're a menial disciple, this is the work you're supposed to do."
The insults from the crowd made the disciple sitting on the ground look weak and helpless. He was thin and looked pitiful. He didn't say a word while being cursed by the crowd, but his eyes were cold and his fists were clenched tightly.
This disciple's name was Chen Que, and he was a menial disciple in the outer sect. The outer sect competition was just around the corner, and he wanted to prepare seriously to become an outer sect disciple, rather than being haphazardly given a bunch of menial tasks that he shouldn't be doing.
Normally he would have tolerated it, but these chores were trivial matters that outer disciples could easily handle. Even if they didn't want to spend time, they could simply hire someone to do it for a few spirit stones. Why did they have to make things difficult for him?
Thinking of this, Shen Que's eyes darkened. Half-demons have always been unacceptable to human cultivators in the human realm. If it weren't for the need to conceal his identity, he would have transformed into his original form and fought back. After all, the original form of a demon is much tougher than the physical body of a human cultivator.
While he was deep in thought, to others he appeared to be daydreaming, which displeased the disciples surrounding him.
"Hey, you little beast, how dare you not reply!" one of the disciples said, making a move to attack.
He had barely raised his hand when someone spoke up: "Hey? Fighting and killing is no good."
The disciple lowered his hand, then looked at the speaker with a smile on his face; the speaker was clearly their leader.
The leader was Senior Brother Liu, an outer disciple. He waved his hand, signaling him to put his hand down.
"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Liu, please come..." Upon seeing this, the disciple revealed an even more obsequious smile, then stepped back to give him a place to stand.
Senior Brother Liu was satisfied with the sight. Then, he squatted down, and in what he considered to be a dashing manner, flicked his fan, using it to prop up Chen Que's chin: "Little beauty, if you offend me, this outer sect won't tolerate you. If you don't want to be kicked out of Liwen Palace, I'm short of someone to warm my bed. Your looks are not bad, so why don't you just give in to me, hmm?"
He had noticed long ago that although this handyman disciple was dressed in drab clothes, his face was extremely beautiful, making him itch with desire. He wondered what it would taste like to be such a beautiful woman, like a flower in a painting; it must be wonderful. Thinking of this, Senior Brother Liu's eyes turned even more lewdly towards Chen Que.
Shen Que was stung by Senior Brother Liu's gaze. He could understand Senior Brother Liu's eyes; he was all too familiar with that expression. He had seen it on other people's faces before, and that person was a playboy who frequented brothels.
A look of disgust flashed across his face, but he was completely unaware that his fingernails, hidden under his clothes, had dug into his flesh and were already bleeding.
Receiving no response for a long time, Senior Brother Liu looked displeased, stood up and said to his follower, "They really won't listen to reason, let's see who's in charge here in the outer sect."
His disciples, acting on his orders, swarmed forward and instantly surrounded Shen Que again.
Shen Que closed his eyes. He had finally managed to establish himself in Liwen Palace, and he couldn't give up halfway. It was just a beating; he was thick-skinned and could withstand it.
Even so, his fingertips were still clenched so tightly they turned white.
He could sense that one of the disciples had already made a move, and the wind generated by the force had grazed his face. He closed his eyes as if accepting his fate.
"Whoosh—"
However, the fist did not land on him for a long time. Shen Que only heard a sound, followed by someone's cry of pain. He opened his eyes in surprise and saw that the disciples who had been surrounding him and were about to attack him had all fallen to the ground.
Who saved him?
Seeing this, Senior Brother Liu's face also darkened. Someone had actually made a move. He wanted to see who dared to ruin his plans.
Everyone looked toward the direction of the sound; they heard the voice before they saw the person.
Soft footsteps approached, followed by a voice, and then the person appeared. The newcomer was dressed in a green robe, his long black hair was casually tied up, he wore no accessories, and held a plain sword in his hand; he was none other than the one who had just made the move.
Senior Brother Liu stared intently at the newcomer with his triangular eyes, then gritted his teeth and said, "You really have a lot of nerve! You've ruined my plans. Be careful, or I'll make you regret it."
The person warned by Senior Brother Liu was none other than Jiang Yuemian. She glanced at Senior Brother Liu's appraising gaze with disgust, a gaze that made her extremely uncomfortable. She avoided looking at him and engaged in a mental dialogue with 001.
001, wasn't I cool just now?
[Host! You're so cool! (Starry-eyed emoji)]
As Liu Shixiong waited in vain for a response, his face darkened further, and his eyes flashed with anger. "Fine, so these people dare to disregard me!"
He was furious: "Do you know who I am? If you offend me, you can forget about living in the future."
Jiang Yuemian finally reacted when she heard the sound.
She finally spared him some attention, scrutinizing him from head to toe. Tsk tsk tsk, gorgeous clothes, a jade crown on his head, but his face was truly unbearable to look at. Logically speaking, cultivators should have spiritual energy circulating, so they shouldn't be particularly ugly, but this person was truly an eyesore.
Alas, what a disgrace to Liwen Palace!
She shook her head and sighed. Fine, let her clean up the mess.
Although Jiang Yuemian was inwardly grumbling, she remained outwardly inscrutable: "No matter what your identity is, Liwen Palace forbids disciples from fighting amongst themselves. The lightest punishment is twenty lashes, and the heaviest is the abolition of cultivation. If you dare to violate the sect rules, then you will be punished."
Senior Brother Liu listened without taking it to heart. He had always had a smooth and successful career in the outer sect and had never worried about breaking the sect rules. After all, his father was an outer sect elder; who would dare to interfere with him?
He thought to himself, "This woman really doesn't know her place."
Very well, he'll teach her a lesson today and give her a good scare so that no one else will dare to mess with him in the future.
After thinking it over, Senior Brother Liu gave a sinister smile and, thinking himself charming, threw a flirtatious wink at Chen Que: "Little beauty, watch closely, this will show you the consequences of offending me."
After saying that, Senior Brother Liu waved his hand, and the four disciples surrounded him again.
A hint of disgust flashed in Shen Que's eyes, but his gaze toward Jiang Yuemian was filled with deep worry.
Jiang Yuemian couldn't stand seeing Senior Brother Liu flirting with her; it felt like being licked by a toad—utterly disgusting. Seriously, people shouldn't be so lacking in self-awareness.
I can tell you don't look in the mirror often, otherwise you wouldn't be putting on such a show.
[Yeah, yeah, host, this is so annoying!!] 001 couldn't stand it either and rolled its eyes on Jiang Yuemian's shoulder.
It felt like throwing up.
Seeing that Jiang Yuemian remained motionless, Senior Brother Liu assumed she was afraid. His lips deepened, and a "debonair" smile appeared on his face.
Only Shen Que pursed his lips, his fingers clenched so tightly they turned white, showing how genuinely worried he was about her.
At this moment, the four disciples had completely surrounded Jiang Yuemian. They exchanged glances, and then one of the disciples launched an attack.
Just as one of the disciples' swords was about an inch away from Jiang Yuemian.
Senior Brother Liu's smile widened, and Shen Que was ready to rush over.
The wind from the sword had already ruffled the strands of hair at Jiang Yuemian's temples, but she seemed oblivious.
Finally, at the critical moment, she moved.
Jiang Yuemian sighed inwardly at this moment.
Sigh, why do some people have to be dogs?
She didn't even draw her sword; she simply stretched her right hand in front of her face, and with a precise pinch between her index and middle fingers, she firmly clamped the sharp sword tip with a gentle force.
The powerful sword strike rendered him instantly immobile.
The smile on Senior Brother Liu's face froze.
Shen Que was stunned for a moment.
The disciples who had realized what was happening dared not move, and the disciple whose sword had been held between two fingers turned pale.
She... she managed to keep the sword completely still using only two fingers! Who is this person?!
Senior Brother Liu's face was now as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he began to speak haltingly: "You...you...who exactly are you?"
This woman was terrifyingly powerful, catching an arrow with her bare hands. Although the person who said she was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, catching an arrow with bare hands must have been at the Golden Core stage.
Golden Core, could it be a direct disciple of the inner sect?
Senior Brother Liu's eyes darkened. If this was truly a direct disciple, then he was beyond his ability to handle; at the very least, he would need...
Jiang Yuemian remained silent, only looking up at him. As a Mahayana cultivator, although she did not release any pressure, her naturally formed aura was enough to break through anyone's defenses.
Senior Brother Liu was already stunned by her aura and dared not move for a moment. Even his legs felt weak: "You...you just wait."
He only managed to utter one harsh word before he could no longer hold on and ran away, his legs trembling.
He needs to go find his father!
"Senior Brother Liu! Senior Brother Liu! Wait for us!"
Jiang Yuemian watched their panicked retreating figures: "......" Cowards.
[Ding! Rescue the poor soul mission complete! Mission reward: 0 Faith Points! Keep up the good work, host! /starry-eyed]
Jiang Yuemian only looked away after receiving a notification from the system.
Oh, right, save the poor thing.
She turned around and saw the poor boy still sitting on the ground. A look of surprise flashed across his face, and he pursed his lips, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
Oh, I didn't notice it before, but now that I look at him, he's actually quite handsome.
No wonder Jiang Yuemian was such a lecher. Although the boy had injuries on his face, it did not affect his beauty. He had a pair of typical peach blossom eyes, deep and with upturned corners. However, at this moment, his eyes revealed an unfathomable complexity. His lips were pursed, and the wind ruffled his hair, but it did not diminish his charm. He only made people feel that he was a little white flower that had been wronged and needed to be protected.
Although Jiang Yuemian didn't understand why a man would look like that, she knew she was a sucker for good looks; good-looking people were pleasing to the eye.
She walked towards the boy, who had already tidied himself up. He looked up and said, "Thank you, senior sister. But Senior Brother Liu's father is an outer sect elder. Since you offended him because of me, you will likely face his retaliation."
Hmm... this young man does know how to repay kindness; it seems she didn't save the wrong person. However, she let Senior Brother Liu go on purpose; she's worried he won't come.
Jiang Yuemian said, "It's nothing, then let him come to me." This is a good opportunity to clean house properly.
Shen Que looked at her and thought that this senior sister's eyebrows and eyes were very beautiful when she smiled, and her eyes were bright and sparkling.
Judging from her attitude, she didn't take Senior Brother Liu seriously. But you can't guard against a villain no matter how hard you try. Besides, although this was just a small favor for Senior Sister, it saved him from a terrible situation.
He pursed his lips and thought for a moment, determined not to let her be resented by that Senior Brother Liu: "I don't know this Senior Sister's name, but if she can be of any help in the future, I will definitely do so without hesitation."
Shen Que? That's his name.
It's a nice name, but I imagine that since the disciple surnamed Liu can't find her, he'll definitely be eyeing Shen Que instead.
Seeing how weak he was, how could he possibly deal with them? Well, it was she who had caused this trouble, so naturally the beauty couldn't be allowed to suffer any more injustice.
Beautiful women should naturally be cherished.
Jiang Yuemian reached into her storage bag and pulled out a jade pendant. She didn't know what it was for, but it should be able to be infused with spiritual energy. She slowly infused the pendant with spiritual energy, and it instantly became brighter.
Shen Que didn't hear a response, so he tried to look up, but a warm hand gently stroked his head. A voice came from above: "Don't think too much, just take it."
Jiang Yuemian handed over the jade pendant in her hand.
The full-power attack of a Mahayana stage cultivator is something that no one in the entire cultivation world has been able to counter.
Seeing Shen Que standing there blankly without accepting the gift, Jiang Yuemian found Shen Que even more adorable.
Jiang Yuemian smiled helplessly and handed him the jade pendant infused with spiritual energy. Seeing that Shen Que did not reach out to take it, she stuffed it into his hand, turned around, and strode away.
Just as Shen Que could no longer see her, he heard the woman's clear voice approaching from afar: "My name is Jiang Yuemian!"
Jiang Yuemian... Shen Que remained where he was, silently reciting in his heart, and looked down at the jade pendant in his hand that still retained warmth.
Her fragrance still lingered in his nostrils. A gentle breeze blew, ruffling his heavy hair, but it couldn't dispel the stirring in his heart.
He would see her again sooner or later.
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CP: Bright and cheerful girl vs. aloof and noble young master (not really) - A sweet and romantic story.
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Wen Youning comes from a distinguished family and is exceptionally beautiful. Moreover, she is the only daughter in her family in this generation, so everyone from her grandmother to her younger brother cherishes her dearly.
However, this adorable girl was still unmarried at eighteen, and rumors were circulating that she would never get married. Just when the rumors were spreading, a matchmaker entered her home.
The man who came to marry her in that generation was actually the eldest son of the Feng family, a high-ranking official of the second rank!
*
On her wedding day, Wen Youning's veil was lifted, and before she could react, her husband's handsome face came into view.
Then her breath hitched, and her face turned bright red.
[Aaaaaaah! My husband is so handsome!]
Feng Huaijin was stunned: "..." Who is speaking?
Could that voice be the lady's innermost thoughts?
He tentatively suggested, "Madam, it's time to retire for the night."
Wen Youning immediately became shy and timid, lowered her head and nodded, her hands nervously clutching the hem of her clothes.
[Is it coming? Is it coming?! My husband, that waist... those shoulders... this is exactly what they mean by broad shoulders and a narrow waist in storybooks!]
Feng Huaijin was amused; his young wife was quite shameless, unlike the rumors.
Seeing her husband smile, Wen Youning felt even more arrogant.
[My husband is more beautiful than any flower; I am so happy!]
"..." Feng Huaijin's temples bulged with veins, unable to bear these absurd words, and he shut her up.
*
The Feng family was a prominent clan. The eldest son, Feng Huaijin, had already risen to the rank of second-grade official at the age of twenty-seven. He was a renowned scholar in the capital. He followed his family's arrangement to marry, intending to live a respectful and harmonious life together. However, an unexpected marriage led him to willingly commit suicide and dedicate his life to protecting this precious gem.
On one occasion, Feng Huaijin accidentally saw his young wife chatting happily with a man. When he returned home, he asked his wife and maid, and it turned out that the man was his wife's cousin. More importantly, the elders in the family had once thought about letting the two get married.
That night, Wen Youning felt that her husband was unusually fierce, which she could not bear. Just when she was in a state of limbo, she heard her husband whisper.
"Ningning, do you think I'm too old?"
Everyone says he is a saint, but they are wrong. Even saints have selfish desires.
#She's so cute
#She just loves me too much, what can I do?
Fine, I'll just spoil her. And that spoiling will last a lifetime.
Can't a woman be an empress?
Full of tension / The male and female leads eat very well / Daily dog training routine
In his previous life, Song Muqing, the heir apparent of the Northern Frontier Kingdom, died before he could even warm the throne.
When she opened her eyes, she found herself back two years before her family was destroyed. Everything was fine at home, but this time, she decided to make plans in advance.
For example, going to the capital to gather intelligence on the enemy.
When she hurriedly arrived in the capital dressed as a woman, and had just found a place to rest after entering the city, she heard someone cursing the King of Northern Frontier. She had just turned her head—
Then, with a loud bang, the table was overturned, and someone kicked one of the men to the ground. The man was extremely arrogant, with one foot still on the stool, exuding an air of "I'm the best in the world." He raised an eyebrow and said, "Who do you think you are, daring to talk about the King of the Northern Frontier?"
When Song Muqing saw the person's face clearly, she was stunned. How could this person look like her empress in her previous life?
[Male protagonist's perspective]
Feng Huaixin was the son of a prime minister, a man of noble birth. He rose to the rank of third-grade official at a young age and enjoyed a smooth and successful career for eighteen years. However, he fell in love with a woman at first sight and used all his charms to finally win her heart.
He found beauty with thorns all the more exciting. However, after marriage, he discovered that his wife seemed to be hiding a secret. But he thought, who cares what the hell? As long as she's with him, what else is there to fear?
But when he finally discovered that his wife was communicating with someone else, Feng Huaixin returned home with a gloomy face, and saw his wife's unrepentant expression.
Feng Huaixin couldn't hold back any longer. Like a wolf cub, he pounced on his wife and pulled her into his arms. When she was in a daze, Feng Huaixin gritted his teeth and whispered in her ear, "Zijin, would he let you do this?"
[Mini Theater]
Feng Huaixin was fed up with Song Muqing's careless and indifferent attitude towards him. He felt that she didn't care about him at all, so he threw a tantrum and decided to ignore her for a few days to teach her a lesson.
Unexpectedly, Song Muqing didn't come to see him for several days. He couldn't bear it any longer and went to Song Muqing's room. Before he even stepped inside, he heard—
"You want me to coax him? He's a grown man; if he doesn't want to be my husband, there are plenty of others who would!"
"It seems that the son of Grand Scholar Du is quite good?"
*
Feng Huaixin often wondered why there were always people who coveted his wife, even after they were married, they still deliberately tried to seduce her, they were truly shameless.
He never imagined that he would later adopt that shameless behavior in order to win her heart.
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