I'm Such a Scumbag!

Is it worth paying so much for someone she has only met a few times?

For Ya Fei, it was naturally worth it.

A fourteen-year-old nine-star Great Dou Shi could already be described as having a limitless future; even the heaven-sent talent Yun Yun, back in her day, could not have reached such heights at the same age.

Not to mention that he could casually produce flawless-quality medicinal pills, enough to make even Uncle Gu Ni marvel in wonder.

And what of her?

She had nothing but a business mind that was barely useful and a body that everyone coveted.

Even the fate of her own poor cultivation talent had been rewritten by this young boy.

Although some rather indecent thoughts would always appear in her inner voice.

Yet from beginning to end, this little brother had never looked at her with that nauseating, lecherous gaze, instead granting her the greatest and most equal respect.

Therefore, she chose to be a bit despicable today.

She abandoned her considerations as a merchant, and she abandoned the rationality of a merchant.

Like a sentimental and pure gambler, she sat at the gaming table, betting her entire fortune on this youth who was still at a pure and innocent age.

If she could succeed, even if it meant leaving just the tiniest space in his heart, she would be content to be a mistress.

She would also have one more chest to lean on.

If she failed.

She, Ya Fei, would not regret it.

Xiao Yuan was woken up by the weight pressing down on him.

His consciousness was hazy, and he felt as if something heavy was pinning him down.

When he finally opened his eyes, he saw Ya Fei sleeping soundly.

Her face was flushed, glowing with a faint cherry-pink hue.

She looked like a delicate, dew-kissed red rose, with morning dew slowly sliding off her petals.

For a moment, Xiao Yuan's mind went blank.

After a while, those memories began to sprout wildly like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

[The good news is, I got to eat, and it was a great meal—definitely one of the must-have experiences in this world.]

[The bad news is, I was reverse-seduced by a little enchantress, and I was the "young grass" eaten by the "old cow." My first time is just gone like that... damn it!]

He hated himself for being so weak-willed.

But he had to admit, the feeling of a "small horse pulling a large cart" was quite subtle.

Especially since Ya Fei had been wild enough yesterday.

All that talk about being drunk was complete nonsense!

This woman was even more clear-headed than he was!

To satisfy him, she had even gone so far as to take two Joyous Union Powders, not stopping until she finally passed out from exhaustion.

Perhaps because the memories of last night were too shocking and too worth savoring, Xiao Yuan failed to notice that Ya Fei's breathing had become erratic.

In truth, Ya Fei had already woken up the moment Xiao Yuan's inner voice began to sound.

She was simply too shy, so she chose to feign sleep.

After lying there for a while, feeling a bit tired, Xiao Yuan tried to get up, but accidentally brushed against the ointment-covered wounds on Ya Fei's body, causing her to let out a charming, soft moan.

"Uh... you're awake?"

Ya Fei let out a soft hum; under these circumstances, she could no longer continue to pretend to be asleep.

"Little brother, it's still early. Don't you want to sleep a bit longer?"

Ya Fei looked at him with lingering affection, her tone satisfied and languid, her voice laced with a hint of huskiness.

She rested her head gently against Xiao Yuan's chest, listening to the thumping heartbeat echoing through his ribcage.

And the inner voice that belonged solely to him.

[It's not even light outside yet; it is indeed quite early. Maybe I could sleep a little longer...?]

Xiao Yuan glanced out the window, then looked back down.

But when he met Ya Fei's slightly burning gaze, he hurriedly shook his head and changed his mind.

"Better not. I should be heading out soon."

[Damn it, it's definitely comfortable, but I never expected this woman to have the attributes of a juice extractor!]

[If I keep going, I'm really going to be drained dry by this enchantress. I'm afraid my kidneys won't survive!]

[Ding, congratulations on obtaining one Joyous Union Powder.]

[Damn it, you trash system, are you restocking me with this stuff?!]

With that thought, Xiao Yuan prepared to get up and leave.

But he was immediately pressed back down by Ya Fei, who reached out with both hands and whispered into his ear:

"Since you're leaving today, stay and sleep with your big sister a little longer."

Ya Fei's restless little hands began to stir up trouble, grabbing hold of his future in one go!

An hour later, Xiao Yuan finally managed to climb out of bed.

As he finished dressing and prepared to depart, Ya Fei's voice called out to him once more.

"Thank you, Xiao Yuan."

Turning his head, Xiao Yuan gazed at the woman reclining on the bed, radiating charm in every movement.

This time, Ya Fei did not call him "little brother."

Perhaps it was because he wasn't as small as she had imagined.

On the contrary, he was unexpectedly mature.

Those long, watery peach-blossom eyes, beyond their soul-stirring allure, now held a hint of deep reliance.

[Hiss, why do I feel like a scumbag who pulls up his pants and refuses to acknowledge what happened?]

Seeing her expression, Xiao Yuan thought for a moment, reached into his Storage Ring, pulled out two porcelain vials, and tossed them over.

"Sister Ya Fei, inside are a Marrow Cleansing Powder and a Youth-Preserving Pill. They're for you."

His act of gifting the pills caught Ya Fei off guard; she never expected to receive a second Marrow Cleansing Powder from Xiao Yuan, along with a Youth-Preserving Pill of unknown effect.

After all, this was the Marrow Cleansing Powder—a heaven-defying pill capable of stirring up bloody storms across the Dou Qi Continent!

If others knew that trading their chastity could earn them one, there was no telling how many would flock to do so.

Most importantly, the way he addressed her had changed.

Although it was only a shift from "Miss" to "Sister," it was enough to satisfy her heart.

At the very least, they were no longer strangers.

However, there was one thing she hadn't anticipated.

The two porcelain vials Xiao Yuan threw landed right on her chest, then boinged off and fell onto the bed.

In that instant, both of them froze.

[Wait, are they really that bouncy?]

Xiao Yuan stared blankly, his hands making a phantom grasping motion.

Looking down and realizing his unconscious action, his face instantly turned red.

"Um, Sister Ya Fei, keep up your cultivation. I'm heading out."

With that, he hurried out of the room.

The moment he closed the door, he could hear Ya Fei's giggling laughter from inside the boudoir.

"He's really... unexpectedly innocent..."

Watching the tightly shut door, Ya Fei, still reclining on the bed, murmured to herself.

Lowering her head to see the plum blossom mark on the sheets, her earlobes turned red in an instant.

Speaking of innocence.

Wasn't she the same?

Thinking of this, Ya Fei looked at the ointment applied to her body and couldn't help but gently scrape a bit with her slender, jade-like finger.

After staring at it for a moment, she curiously stuck out her tongue and gave it a light lick.

Her willow-leaf brows immediately furrowed.

"...The taste isn't all that great."

After leaving the Auction House, Xiao Yuan did not return directly to the Xiao Clan.

Instead, he wandered alone through the empty streets under the cover of night.

He was contemplating the situation between himself and Ya Fei.

Originally, he had only intended to see this legendary Empress of Gold and perhaps establish a cooperative relationship, each taking what they needed.

But he never expected their relationship to suddenly sour—or rather, change—completely ruining his plans.

He certainly couldn't treat Ya Fei like a mere tool anymore.

Regret?

Regret throwing a beauty into his own arms? To hell with that; a man shouldn't be so hypocritical.

It was just that he felt a little sorry for Xun'er back home...

But at the thought of Ya Fei's long, wavy hair, his heart surged with excitement once more, and he couldn't help but give his own thigh a fierce slap.

Damn it, I really am a scumbag!