After the Alluring Beauty Transmigrated as the Passionate Second Male Lead [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 75
Double cultivation?
Wei Yang sneered in his heart and put his folding fan against Nan Du’s chest. “The Immortal Lord doesn’t have to risk his life to achieve something like this.”
“It doesn’t matter to me…” Wei Yang laughed. “But it’s hard to say whether the Immortal Lord’s reputation would not be affected.”
It’s really strange. Among so many people that come and go, anyone that got close to Wei Yang would make him feel disgusted, but Nan Du didn’t cause that repulsion.
But that didn’t mean he was willing to be at his mercy.
Wei Yang used the folding fan to pick up the clothes that had fallen off Nan Du’s body. “Put on your clothes, Immortal Lord. If you want to accept me as your disciple, you can just say so.”
Nan Du stopped untying his clothes for a moment and turned his head to look at him. Perhaps because his black hair was loose, he looked a little dazed. “Do you want to be my apprentice?”
Wei Yang: ?
“That’s good, then.”
If that’s the requirement being put forth, Nan Du can fulfill it.
He waved his hand and drew up a discipleship contract for Wei Yang on the spot.
Silk threads flew out from Nan Du’s body and involuntarily formed golden patterns on Wei Yang’s chest, forming a surging light in the dark room. At that moment, Wei Yang immediately felt an inexplicable sense of respect and obedience towards the other person.
Wei Yang was too familiar with this feeling. Ninety-nine times. He’d been manipulated into forming a contract like this again and again. Wei Yang felt the beating of his heart and raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him.
In him, he could see the figure of every one of the ninety-nine taskers.
Wei Yang’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Sure enough, they still had to reach the final step. In the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, this person was just a lowly worker drone doing its bidding. It’s just that he’s much smarter than his predecessors, and actually dared to use the unexpected mention of Double Cultivation to confuse his mind.
But……
But so what?
What can possibly be done to a salted fish?
Even Zhuge Liang himself wouldn’t be able to help him. As long as he didn’t work hard, no one could force him to practice. It’s not like the Heavenly Dao could directly pass skills onto him.
As soon as Wei Yang opened his folding fan, he lay down and said, “Don’t waste your efforts. Even if you accept me as your disciple, I won’t be practicing sword meditation every day.”
Nan Du nodded. “Okay.”
Oh, that sounds pretty good. Wei Yang raised his head and smiled brightly at him. “I won’t go to any of the morning classes at the Mountain Gate, and I won’t attend the Sword Competition in the future. If you want me to risk my life then forget about it. If it’s between fighting to honor your teachings and my life, I’ll save myself.”
Nan Du agreed. “Okay.”
He wasn’t angry at all. Rather, he was quite calm. Wei Yang continued, “Doing tricks to make me grateful shouldn’t be done either. I’m never going to have any other feelings for you.”
He lowered his voice to Nan Du’s ear and whispered two words, “Okay, Master?”
“Are you done?”
Nan Du was not touched by his words in any way, nor did he have any unnecessary reactions because of his overzealous behavior. “If that’s all you require, then it’s my turn.”
After he finished speaking, he grabbed the folding fan that Wei Yang held in his hand and threw it away.
Wei Yang’s expression changed. “You!”
Then, he realized that he’d lost his voice.
“First, I don’t like shouting too loudly while we’re practicing dual cultivation, so it’s best if you don’t speak.”
Nan Du spoke coldly, as if announcing sect rules. “Second, I usually have other things to do, so it’s best to speed up the process so it finishes within half an hour.”
Huh?
“Third, to avoid instability in people’s hearts, you cannot tell others about my serious injury. When necessary, I will call for you.”
What?
Before Wei Yang could figure out the central meaning of these words, his belt was suddenly pulled away.
He wanted to struggle to speak, only to realize that he couldn’t move. His cultivation, which had no foundation at all, was completely unable to fight back under Nan Du’s strong pressure. He could only listen to him. “Since you worship me as a teacher… For this first time, I’ll teach you and take the initiative. If you have any postures you enjoy in the future, you can tell me.”
What would he enjoy?
Postures?
Besides……
But there were no more words.
Wei Yang watched helplessly as Nan Du threw down his remaining inner garment.
The string in my mind snapped.
The snow-white and soft body was like a jade sculpture in winter. It bends down when it’s hit by the spring breeze. At first the jade fingers played with a passionate piano, making Wei Yang feel like he had become a cloud in the clear sky. It started to swell, almost enough to rain, and then——
A white jade crane rode on the cloud.
The warm crane, with its slender neck, as if it were a tune that would be drawn from one’s throat only on the verge of death, carried him up from the low dive all the way to the high clouds in an infinitely flamboyant movement.
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Wei Yang spent the first sleepless night of his life.
Although Nan Du finished his business and left, the soft and warm touch still stayed on his waist and abdomen. Wei Yang rolled over, and after a while, his fingers touched the place where Nan Du had sat. Suddenly, he took a folding fan and blocked his cheeks.
“Wei Yang! Wei Yang!”
There was a loud knock on the door. Wei Yang stood up and saw that it was Senior Brother Lin Song, the one who led the team yesterday.
“Look at how late it is and you still haven’t gotten up!” Lin Song hurriedly tried to pull him away. “Hurry up, Immortal Lord Wuya still has to speak to the new disciples, and there’ll be morning classes later!”
Boring meetings, boring classes. Wei Yang immediately yawned. “I won’t go.”
“You won’t go? This will be included in the new disciple evaluation. If it’s reported to your master three times, your qualification as an outstanding disciple will be revoked, and after five times, your monthly allowance will be reduced!”
“Really? It’s so serious.” Wei Yang frowned in surprise, as if he was sincerely worried about Lin Song. “Brother, if you don’t go quickly, it’ll be bad if you’re late.”
“You……”
Before Lin Song finished speaking, the man had already swaggered away.
Wei Yang met Nan Du who was practicing swordsmanship on the edge of the cliff.
He wore a deep shade of green. His body was upright and aloof, his phoenix eyes were frozen over, and his waist was kept lowered. The tip of the sword swept through like a spring breeze brushed through the snow. The towering solitary pines trembled and swayed to the ground. Looking at it casually, they formed a splendidly beautiful painting.
Wei Yang was very familiar with this scene.
After all, in the world’s storyline that he knew of, the foolish protagonist would have been mesmerized by this appearance of his master, and in turn, would worship him uncontrollably.
It’s a pity this wouldn’t work. Martial arts were useless for a lazy person. Wei Yang would only find it troublesome.
But… But for some reason, Wei Yang looked at Nan Du’s folded down thin waist and always remembered how those legs opened, closed and latched onto his body last night. In a moment of disorientation, the sword glint swept up to his heels. “Who is it?”
“Ah, it’s you.” Nan Du sheathed his sword. He reached out and took out a handkerchief, gently wiping the beads of sweat that had just sprouted on his forehead, like dew shaking on the flower branches. Last night, as Nan Du clenched his teeth, they sprouted and slid down his forehead and his collarbone in the same way…
“You came just in time.” Nan Du stretched out his hand. “This is a sound transmission stone, and a pass token. If you have anything you need in the future, you can use this to find me.”
The white fingertips slid across Wei Yang’s palm. Nan Du’s fingers were very long, but a little thinner than his. Because he had just practiced sword practice, they were still a little warm. Wei Yang looked at his slightly curved fingers, thinking that last night they were stretched straight, one by one, tentatively squeezing…
Wei Yang opened the folding fan with a swishing sound.
“Thank you, Master.” He coughed lightly. He’d never been so kind and polite in his life. “I suddenly remembered that I have morning classes, which are very important. So this disciple will leave first.”
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“Senior Brother Lin!”
Wei Yang put his arm around Lin Song’s shoulders and said with a smile, “What a coincidence, let’s go to morning class together!”
“You, weren’t you dead set on not coming?”
“Hey, isn’t this Wei Yang?” A group of people came from the opposite side. Tao Zheng, the leader, looked him up and down. “As expected, following Immortal Ronghua is really completely different.”
“Yesterday, you said you didn’t want to. And yet, aren’t you wearing a disciple’s uniform today?”
“In order for Immortal Lord Ronghua to take a second look at him, he’d really do whatever it takes.” Tao Ming, who was behind him, took over. “Hasn’t it always been the top three among the recruits that would be accepted by the top masters? I wonder how Junior Brother Wei ranked?”
“I heard that Junior Brother Wei didn’t even build his foundation. Oh, when the time comes to spar, Junior Brother won’t be scared to tears, right?” Tao Zheng winked at his younger brother Tao Ming. “Xiao Ming, why don’t you teach him a lesson?”
“Sure. Then Junior Brother Wei, you have to be careful.”
Yesterday, many people couldn’t swallow the fact Wei Yang was admitted to Nan Du’s sect as an exception. Naturally, no one stood up for him today. As soon as Lin Song shouted that private fights were forbidden in the sect, Tao Ming’s long whip soared over.
Wei Yang seemed to be frightened and moved lightly. His body seemed to be much more flexible than yesterday. The whip passed him by, but Tao Ming was unwilling to let him go and immediately swung his long whip again in a follow up. But Wei Yang stepped forward with his left foot——
Snap! Tao Ming turned around and the whip hit Tao Zheng.
Tao Zheng was so strong that his whole body weighed two hundred and fifty kilograms. This whip made all the fat in his body tremble, and he was about to open his mouth and scream when…
“Ouch!” Someone actually shouted out before he could.
Tao Zheng looked back and found that Wei Yang had fallen to the ground at some point. He covered his heart with one hand, giving the appearance of someone who’d been seriously injured as he looked at them pitifully——
The master who’d just arrived looked at Wei Yang on the ground, then at Tao Ming who was holding a whip and Tao Zheng who was holding a sword menacingly. He raised his eyebrows and said, “Tao Zheng and Tao Ming are provoking a fight in private. This will be reported to your master. You two, go to the Discipline Hall to receive the punishment on your own!”
“Ahem, cough, cough…” Wei Yang stood up, covering his chest, and winked provocatively at Tao Zheng. But as soon as he faced the master again, he looked like he was about to keel over. “Thank you, thank you, master.”
The master simply glanced at him. “The rest of you, follow me to the Qingxiu Hall for morning classes.
The sleepiness accumulated all night long burst out at this moment. Accompanied by the master’s deep and smooth voice, Wei Yang slept very soundly.
And he even… dreamed of Nan Du.
In the dream, his master wore red clothes while he wrapped around Wei Yang’s body like a water snake, gently putting his lips to his ears and calling…
“Wei Yang!” The master struck three times with his ruler. “Wei Yang!”
“I’m sorry, Master!” Wei Yang stood up and bowed to the podium. “I’ll leave and get my punishment!”
After he finished speaking, he ran out alive and kicking, looking nothing like a seriously injured person.
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“Master…” Shen Zhiheng approached Wei Yang, cupping his hands and saying, “Recently, there have been remnants of the Demon Race infesting Taoxi Village. Master has instructed me to go down to the mountains to investigate… Since Master Wei is free, why don’t I bring you along?”
“Demons?”
“Yes.” Shen Zhiheng nodded. “I heard that someone in Taoxi Village died mysteriously. All the blood was gone from his body, but there was a strange red flower blooming on his chest. It looked like…”
When Shen Zhiheng said this, he glanced at Wei Yang’s expression and suddenly stopped.
“What you want to say is that it’s very similar to the method of Hua Tang, one of the four great protectors of the Demon World.” Wei Yang sneered. “There’s no need to avoid it like this.”
“But……”
“But everyone in the Wei family died at his hands, so you want to take me with you.” Wei Yang continued his words again, waving the folding fan lightly. “But what does the Wei family have to do with me?”
Shen Zhiheng frowned. “How can you say that? When a man is brought into the world, he should protect the people and his family. Such hatred and grudges cannot go unrewarded. Don’t worry, everyone who’s a member of the Devil Cult will be executed, and Tiancang Mountain will be with you.”
“Execute all of them?” Wei Yang laughed, and the jade pendant on the folding fan swayed slightly. “That’s up to you guys. I’m just a small disciple with low magical power, it’s good enough for me to protect myself from being killed.”
“Junior Brother Wei!” Shen Zhiheng stopped him. “The fan in your hand was given to you by A’Yuan, right?”
“A’Yuan’s protection talismans are indeed extraordinary, but if it’s attached to something, it will disappear after resisting three times. From then on, it will simply turn into an ordinary folding fan. But even after all these years, you’ve kept it.”
Wei Yang suddenly stopped shaking the fan.
“I know you are by no means a heartless and unjust person, Junior Brother. Even if it’s only for A’Yuan’s sake, we should get to the bottom of it.” Shen Zhiheng looked at his expression and his tone gradually softened. “Don’t worry, we’re only going there to find out the truth, there’s no need to take action. If there are any abnormalities, we’ll just ask for help from the sect immediately.”
“By the way, since you have to go out, you should report it to your master. Have you informed Immortal Ronghua?”
Wei Yang then looked at his sound transmission stone. Before he could speak, the stone flashed, and then Nan Du’s cold voice came out. “Come here.”
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Nan Du was currently at an auction.
The final treasure of this auction was the glazed cauldron left behind by Immortal Wuqi, who ascended in the past. It’s said to be able to cleanse away all the murderous energy in the world, and even the inner demons that build up within a person can be suppressed. Because of this, there are many people coming.
But Nan Du’s purpose was different.
“The glazed cauldron is certainly good, but the Xuanling Pill I have in my hand is by no means ordinary. It is a must-have elixir for ascending, helping to transcend tribulations and condense one’s spirits.” The auctioneer raised the box in his hand. “Those who have children or family members who practice taoism must not miss it.”
“Nine thousand spiritual stones!”
“Nine thousand and five hundred!”
……
“Thirteen thousand spiritual stones!” The auctioneer raised his voice. “Thirteen thousand spiritual stones, going once!”
“Thirty thousand spiritual stones.”
A voice like frost and snow broke through the noise, and everyone turned around to look. The person could not be seen clearly through the private room’s partition, which only made people more curious.
The auctioneer was very excited. It was just an auxiliary elixir. It could neither help people improve their cultivation nor endure lightning calamities for them. Thirteen thousand was already a high price, but someone actually spent thirty thousand spirit stones to buy something akin to a tonic?
How generous, practically giving away money.
Wei Yang followed everyone and looked at the door of the box.
Nan Du’s message came with an address, but Wei Yang could know where the person was even without being told.
In the original world’s storyline, the protagonist came here with his master and watched him spend a lot of money to buy an elixir for himself. Wei Yang could already imagine how Nan Du would look while bringing the box of elixir to him later.
It was smart to call him over just in time for the auction. That way, he could use other people’s words to highlight his achievements.
Wei Yang took a step towards the private room, and suddenly another voice came from inside. “How about it? The two books I gave you were still useful, right? How did it feel to have sex with your little apprentice last night?”
Wei Yang’s hand on the door frame suddenly stopped.
He heard Nan Du say one word calmly, “Average.”
“Average?” Song Shiwei raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him. “And you’re still spending so much money to buy pills to stabilize his cultivation?”
“With your level of cultivation, it’s useless to take even a hundred Xuanling Pills. You’ve never been so willing to spend money in the past. Is he that worthy of your attention?”
“It’s not about stabilizing his cultivation.” Nan Du’s fingers touched the sandalwood box handed over by the waiter. He shook his head and said, “This medicine is an aphrodisiac.”