Chapter 3: Male Lead, What Should I Do With You?
Shen Qingqiu is a very adaptable person.
Now that he has been reborn into "The Arrogant Immortal Demon Path", and since he in the original world is most likely already dead, he might as well just live his life here.
He arrived in a world of cultivation, unexpectedly acquiring decent cultivation techniques and swordsmanship, and was born into a prestigious sect. He could show off whenever he wanted, or hide away on Qingjing Peak of the Cangqiong Sect, indifferent to worldly affairs. What was wrong with that?
It's just that finding a girl is a little difficult.
In these kinds of wish-fulfillment harem novels, if any girl isn't ugly, she's practically guaranteed to be the male lead's. Everyone knows what I mean.
However, Shen Qingqiu didn't ask for much. He would be content to just live a life of leisure and enjoy his old age here. Anyway, it wasn't much different from the life he had in his previous life.
However, as long as Luo Binghe is around, let alone showing off, as long as he remains on this continent created by the original author, even if he lives in seclusion in some remote paradise, Luo Binghe, after becoming the ruler, will still have the ability to drag him out and turn him into a human stick.
Being reborn into a harem novel is bad enough, but why am I not the protagonist?!
Not only am I not the protagonist, but why did I have to transmigrate into cannon fodder destined to die under the protagonist's halo?!
Being cannon fodder is one thing, but why does he have to transmigrate after he's already tormented the protagonist to the point of near death and completely offended him?!
"It's not that I don't want to latch onto the male lead, but what can I do? This male lead is a dark type. He's the kind who always seeks revenge a thousandfold!"
Shen Qingqiu cursed the author of the dark male protagonist Luo Binghe, Xiang Tian Dafei: If you're going to write a harem novel, just write a harem novel properly. Stop trying to be different!
In short, the only thing to do is to interact with the system as much as possible, figure out how to get extra points, upgrade as soon as possible, and unfreeze the OOC system.
If things turn out badly, he will have to find another way out as a last resort.
His first step was to explore the surroundings and familiarize himself with the environment.
The Twelve Peaks of Tiangong are like twelve giant, precipitous swords forged by heaven and earth, soaring straight into the sky.
While Qingjing Peak, where Shen Qingqiu resided, wasn't the highest, it was the most secluded, lush with greenery and elegant shade, dotted with bamboo groves. Furthermore, since almost every one of Shen Qingqiu's disciples learned some arts like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, the sounds of students reciting their lessons or the soft strains of music could be heard frequently, making it an ideal retreat for ancient literary youths. This perfectly suited the needs of Shen Qingqiu, the pretentious character in the original story.
He encountered several disciples who respectfully greeted him. He pondered the original's demeanor, his aloof expression, and nodded slightly as he walked on with his hands behind his back. He managed to get by, but inwardly he was worried about how to match the names in the book with the faces of the living people in the present.
However, these are not Shen Qingqiu's immediate concerns. To protect himself, he first needs to regain the original skill and swordsmanship he possessed.
If I remember correctly, before Luo Binghe turns to the dark side, the Cangqiong Mountain Sect will experience several major upheavals, such as the invasion of powerful enemies from the Demon Realm and the Immortal Alliance Conference, all of which will require him to demonstrate his abilities. If he's just wearing a shell without any real power, he's doomed! Forget about following the plot; even without the protagonist's intervention, any minor demon or monster could easily kill him!
Shen Qingqiu walked alone into the depths of the forest. After confirming that no one was around, he took the sword from his waist, held the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand, and slowly drew it out.
This "Xiuya Sword" was one that Shen Qingqiu carried with him when he first became famous, and it was quite renowned. Its blade gleamed a clear, pure white, yet not dazzling, making it an absolutely superior weapon. The original novel describes how, when one infuses the weapon with their own spiritual energy, the blade will glow faintly.
As Shen Qingqiu was pondering how exactly "infusing spiritual energy" worked, he saw the longsword in his hand flash with a white light.
It seems that the original owner's physical abilities and martial arts skills will be inherited. There's no need for conscious effort to memorize them; they will naturally become ingrained in the body.
Shen Qingqiu wanted to see how powerful it was, so he casually slashed forward.
Who knew that this slash would be terrifying? The sword light was dazzling, as if a bolt of lightning had been released from his hand in an instant, forcing him to close his eyes. When he opened them again, he saw that the ground had been cleaved as if struck by lightning, with a deep trench cut out in all directions.
"Holy crap...!!!"
Shen Qingqiu remained expressionless, but inwardly he was extremely pleased.
He was even more domineering than he had imagined! Truly worthy of being a grandmaster who reigns supreme on a single peak. With this level of skill and swordsmanship, if he diligently practiced, perhaps even in the most desperate situation, when he had to confront the future overpowered Luo Binghe, he could manage to escape in disarray!
Yes. Just being able to escape in disgrace would make Shen Qingqiu secretly happy for three days. His demands weren't high; he just wanted to survive…
He wanted to practice more; the sooner he became proficient, the better it would be for the various plans to proceed. But then he heard a faint sound of footsteps crushing dry branches.
The sound was actually quite far away, but his senses were extremely sharp, making it difficult for him not to notice it. Shen Qingqiu glanced at the deep ditch on the ground, swiftly sheathed his sword, and retreated deeper into the shade of green leaves.
The footsteps grew closer, and Shen Qingqiu realized there was more than one person. Sure enough, a moment later, the first to appear was Luo Binghe's face, which seemed to be bathed in a soft glow, but the first thing to ring out was a clear and delicate girl's voice.
"Alo, look, there's a huge ditch in the ground here!"
Upon hearing this title, Shen Qingqiu, hiding in the shadows, nearly stumbled.
The system kindly introduced: [New character: Ning Yingying, Shen Qingqiu's youngest female disciple.]
"Shut up, I don't need your introduction. There's only one person who calls Luo Binghe that, I know him." Shen Qingqiu said expressionlessly.
A pretty young girl followed behind Luo Binghe, appearing slightly younger than him. Her hair was tied in braids with orange ribbons, giving her an innocent and carefree look. She was the quintessential cute junior sister character found in every cultivation novel.
This junior sister evoked mixed feelings in Shen Qingqiu.
This is because he had ulterior motives towards Ning Yingying. No, it should be that Shen Qingqiu in the original work had ulterior motives towards Ning Yingying.
Shen Qingqiu is portrayed as a hypocrite. Since he appears outwardly pure and virtuous, his heart must be lewd, shameless, vulgar, and despicable. As a teacher, he harbors filthy thoughts towards his obedient and lively young disciple. He attempts to harm her on several occasions, and almost succeeds.
Anyone who dares to lay a finger on the protagonist's woman will meet a predictable end!
When Shen Qingqiu first read the book, he was a little puzzled as to why Luo Binghe hadn't castrated him. He even went to the reader comments section and joined the crowd in creating a massive thread titled "Please castrate him! I'm dropping the story if you don't!"
If our appeal had succeeded back then... haha.
He absolutely must chop off the hand that was used to bump the thread and spam the comments back then!
Luo Binghe glanced at it, seemingly uninterested, and merely smiled gently. Ning Yingying, however, wanted to pester him, so she tried to make conversation: "Perhaps one of my senior brothers is cultivating his sword aura here?"
Luo Binghe held an axe upside down and began chopping down a tree, replying, "Impossible. On Qingjing Peak, the only one with such cultivation is probably Master."
Shen Qingqiu coughed twice in his mind: Young man, you have quite the discerning eye.
Ning Yingying sat on a large, horizontal blue stone, cupping her face in her hands: "Oh. Maybe it was struck by lightning."
Luo Binghe ignored her and continued to chop down the tree obediently, raising his axe and bringing it down.
These trees weren't thin or weak, but the axe was half rusted. Luo Binghe was only fourteen years old at the time, and chopping them was very strenuous; he soon broke out in a sweat. Ning Yingying, bored again, pleaded, "Ah Luo, Ah Luo, play with me!"
Luo Binghe didn't even bother to wipe his sweat as he continued chopping trees, saying, "No. My senior brother instructed that we need to fetch water after we finish chopping firewood today. If we finish quickly, we can free up some time for meditation."
Ning Yingying pouted and said, "My senior brothers are really mean! They're always making you do this and that. I think they're just bullying you on purpose. Humph, I'll go tell Master later, and I guarantee they'll never dare to do that again."
Shen Qingqiu was terrified. "No, no, no, please don't tell me this! What should I do?! Which side should I punish?!"
Although Luo Binghe was young at this time and had experienced much hardship, he still had a heart as pure as a white lotus. He sincerely said to Ning Yingying, "Please don't. I don't want Master to be troubled by these trivial matters. My senior brothers have no ill intentions; they just want to give me more opportunities to gain experience because I am young."
Shen Qingqiu was truly moved by this child: "If only you could always be this sensible!"
Amid Ning Yingying's chatter, Luo Binghe chopped enough firewood, put his axe away, sat down on the bluestone, crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.
Shen Qingqiu sighed inwardly.
Actually, the protagonist's overpowered nature was foreshadowed in the early, melodramatic scenes. The cultivation introductory manual Ming Fan gave him was clearly fake. The more he practiced it, the more utterly useless it should have become. Yet, relying on his unparalleled talent and the half-demon bloodline dormant within him, Ke Luo Binghe somehow managed to stumble upon his own unique path... It's simply too unscientific!
Just as they were sighing, another burst of chaotic footsteps sounded.
Shen Qingqiu knew immediately that something bad was about to happen.
Ming Fan led a few lower-ranking disciples out. Upon seeing Ning Yingying, his eyes lit up with joy, and he rushed over to take her hand: "Junior Sister! Junior Sister, I've finally found you! Why did you come to a place like this without saying a word? The back mountain is so big, what if a ferocious beast or poisonous snake jumps out? Senior Brother has something fun to show you."
He naturally noticed Luo Binghe, who was meditating silently, but ignored him completely. Luo Binghe, however, was very polite and opened his eyes to call out "Senior Brother."
Ning Yingying giggled and said, "I'm not afraid of poisonous snakes or wild beasts. Besides, I have A Luo with me."
Ming Fan glanced at Luo Binghe sideways and snorted.
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