The system lamented helplessly: [What should I do with a host who lusts after Young Hunks and disregards whether her mission succeeds? Waiting online for suggestions. Urgent.]
Su Ying couldn't be bothered with this ridiculous system. She studied the young man intently, then suddenly felt the urge to tease him. "If you don't get selected, how about becoming my little husband?"
[Host, you have no shame.]
Su Ying ignored it and simply admired the beautiful face before her...
No, the beautiful scenery.
After she spoke, a blush tinged the tips of Chu Yu's ears and quickly spread, coloring his face and neck. It was especially...
Alluring.
[Heavens, he's tempting me!] Su Ying cried inwardly. [Who could resist such a sweet, adorable young man?]
Chu Yu heard her thoughts. If he really had been an ordinary disciple from the lower realm, he had no doubt she would devour him tonight, leaving nothing behind.
But he wasn't...
Violent impulses flickered in his heart. Chu Yu secretly decided that if she dared get handsy tonight, he would cripple both her hands-
No, she wouldn't be able to cook with crippled hands. He would cripple her legs instead.
Among those who dared lay their hands on him, that already counted as a merciful fate.
"H-heroine..."
"All right, all right, I was teasing you." Su Ying chuckled. Bullying him was fun, but it wouldn't do to scare away such a cute Young Hunk. She placed a few more pieces of cooked meat in his bowl. "Go on, eat."
"Mm!" Chu Yu pretended to breathe a sigh of relief and continued enjoying the food, though he remained wary.
Seeing him eat with such delight, Su Ying ate a few pieces of meat herself.
Once she was full, she set down her bowl and chopsticks and narrowed her eyes at the young man before her.
What an exquisite beauty...
"I believe you'll pass," Su Ying said suddenly.
Chu Yu froze, then nodded firmly. "I'll do my best to become your junior disciple!"
"Such a good boy." Su Ying put the remaining ingredients into the spicy, red-oil broth.
Chu Yu polished off everything.
In over a thousand years, he had never tasted such delicious food.
Su Ying silently marveled at the young man's appetite. Fortunately, she had a Spatial Ring that could duplicate all her ingredients, so she didn't have to worry about being unable to afford feeding him.
By the time Chu Yu finished eating, darkness had fallen.
Su Ying yawned and took a mat from her Spatial Ring. "You'll sleep on this tonight."
Chu Yu was surprised. How did she have everything?
Still, having a mat beneath him was good. He wouldn't have to get too dirty.
Chu Yu kept up his obedient act. "Thank you, heroine."
"Get some sleep. Someone will bring ingredients first thing tomorrow morning, and then I can take you to find your master." As Su Ying spoke, she lay down right in front of him.
"All right, heroine." Chu Yu sat cross-legged on the mat and closed his eyes to meditate.
Su Ying found the sight boring.
Whether in the upper realm or the lower realm, these cultivators all liked to rest by meditating.
Could they really sleep well like that?
"Good night," Su Ying said suddenly.
"What does 'good night' mean?" Chu Yu opened his eyes in confusion. Watching her lie down, he felt disdain.
How had this wretched girl gotten into the Cultivation Sect?
Others used their rest time to meditate and cultivate, but she simply lay down and went straight to sleep.
Her Spiritual Root really must have been good. Without some talent, someone as lazy and ugly as her probably wouldn't even have crossed the threshold of cultivation.
"'Good night' is an expression from my hometown. Friends say it to each other before bed to wish each other a good sleep. Why don't you say it to me?" A sly gleam flashed through Su Ying's eyes.
"Good night, heroine." Chu Yu believed her explanation and closed his eyes after speaking, only to immediately hear her conversation with the system:
[Ahhh, the Young Hunk said he loves me!]
[Host, you misheard.]
[As a book system, don't you understand what 'good night' means?]
[Young Daoist Chu Yu didn't mean that at all.]
[You really don't understand. 'Good night' equals 'I love you.' Get it? This Young Hunk is confessing to me. Ah, after twenty-eight years of life, having an eighteen-year-old Young Hunk confess to me feels so wonderful.]
The corner of Chu Yu's mouth twitched.
This woman actually dared take liberties with him!
A pair of legs didn't seem to be enough.
Deep in the night-
The young man opened his eyes and cast a Sleeping Curse with a wave of his hand.
The moment he left the barrier, the innocent, youthful boy transformed into the magnificent demon king, Feng Moyuan.
Feng Moyuan looked with disgust at Su Ying, who was sprawled out asleep with clear, glistening liquid at the corner of her mouth.
"So ugly."
"The people of this Cultivation Sect amount to no more than this. Fortunately, I only eat Spiritual Roots, not human flesh."
Feng Moyuan walked to the cave entrance, rose into the air, and landed atop Sit-and-Forget Mountain.
He drew the Short Flute from his waist and played softly. Its ghostly notes seized souls and enthralled spirits.
Feng Moyuan's black hair and red robes billowed wildly in the mountain wind, like blazing flames suspended in the air, eerie and untamed.
Half a breath later, the flute abruptly fell silent. A black shadow descended and knelt. "Ten thousand blessings upon you, Demon Lord."
"Rise." Feng Moyuan's voice was husky, and the faint hint of murderous intent made the person behind him shudder.
"I wouldn't dare. What are your orders, Demon Lord?" The black-clad figure remained kneeling.
"I happen to have a task for you." Feng Moyuan narrowed his violet eyes slightly. No matter how fiercely the mountain wind blew, it could not diminish his bewitching air in the slightest. "There is a female disciple in the Cultivation Sect named Su Ying. I want to know everything about her."
The black-clad figure froze. In a thousand years, this was the first time the Demon Lord had wanted to investigate a woman!
He caught the scent of gossip. Suppressing his bubbling excitement, he meekly accepted the assignment. "Yes!"
Feng Moyuan recalled the Ling Xian whom Su Ying often mentioned. She seemed to be the female lead?
He paused, then added, "There is someone else, named Ling Xian. I want to know everything about her as well."
The black-clad figure grew even more excited. Two! Did that mean he would have two demon consorts in the future?
The Demon Lord had always said he had no interest in women, yet now he had taken an interest in two!
The black-clad figure could hardly wait to tell everyone in the Demon Realm. "Yes! Your subordinate accepts your command!"
"Get lost." Feng Moyuan flew down the mountain.
Only after Feng Moyuan had vanished completely did the black-clad figure leave, his heart brimming with gossip.
Early the next morning.
Su Ying was awakened by the system's clamor.
[This is bad, Host!]
She rolled over. [Get lost!]
[Host, something terrible has happened!]
Su Ying opened her eyes. [What is it?!]
[I seem to have crashed last night. After you fell asleep, I somehow crashed, so I have no idea what happened last night. Host, you didn't tamper with me and then get handsy with that young Daoist, did you?]
Su Ying laughed in anger at its words. [I would have liked to, but please tell me how I'm supposed to make you crash?]
[Host, doing something and refusing to admit it isn't a good virtue.]
[Pah! I, Su Ying, own up to what I do. I did plan to wake up in the middle of the night and sneak a little taste of his tofu, but I fell asleep too!]
The thought made Su Ying angry. Not only had she failed to sneak a touch, but this lousy system was slandering her!
Sitting nearby, Chu Yu listened to her conversation with the system and raised an eyebrow. Fortunately, he had struck first and cast a Sleeping Curse last night.
Otherwise, Su Ying would have lost her legs!
Still, Chu Yu was somewhat surprised that his Sleeping Curse had actually worked on that system of hers.
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