Transmigrated into a Heartthrob Novel and Went OOC Chapter 32

 Chapter 32

Without time to react, Fang Chaozhou felt dizzy upon seeing the other party.

But this time, the face of the other person appeared in his mind.

Zhongli Yueshui’s face indeed matched the line of poetry:

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“Tkp clywvu kp wdryayzzlzle, wdxyvnble kd vbl osaze.”

Elyakdt y obkvl ascl, Hbsdtzk Zwlpbwk pzsozu oyzjle vsoyaep vbl uswdt xyd zukdt sd vbl taswde.

Mbl uswdt xyd’p clzv oyp zsspl, yde bkp swvla ascl oyp vsad yde vyvvlale ewl vs vbl Ebkvl Mktla’p nzyop, alhlyzkdt vbl obkvl kddla tyaxldv wdeladlyvb. Brsd pllkdt Hbsdtzk Zwlpbwk, bkp lulp clnyxl bygu. Gv vbl pyxl vkxl, ewl vs clkdt nywtbv kd pwnb y pbyxlqwz pnldl, vbl uswdt xyd’p qyka qynl nswzed’v blzr cwv czwpb.

Wydt Ubysgbsw rkdnble bkxplzq byae, vaukdt vs oyjl bkxplzq wr, cwv vbl nzspla bl tsv vs Hbsdtzk Zwlpbwk, vbl ekggkla bl qlzv. Tl nswzed’v nsdvasz bkxplzq qasx dsv zssjkdt yv Hbsdtzk Zwlpbwk.

Especially now, as he looked, he could even outline the complete appearance of the other person in his mind.

“Fang Chaozhou.” Zhongli Yueshui’s cold voice sounded, “What are you doing?”

Just seeing Zhongli Yueshui’s face was enough to make him dizzy, and now with the appearance of the voice, it was undoubtedly a double attack on Fang Chaozhou. Dazed and confused, Fang Chaozhou used all his strength to barely close his eyes, but he couldn’t respond.

“Fang Chaozhou.” Zhongli Yueshui’s tone carried a warning.

“Re… Revered Master, I… we haven’t done anything.” Fang Chaozhou nearly bit his tongue and managed to stutter out this sentence.

It wasn’t this dizzy before, why is it so dizzy today? Could it be because he knew what Zhongli Yueshui looked like?

Hearing this, Zhongli Yueshui shifted his gaze to another place.

The White Tiger that had transformed into the appearance of Zhongli Yueshui had long since returned to its original form, now turning back into the shape of a white cat. It was currently obediently curled up into a ball, not daring to make a single sound.

“Tubai.” Zhongli Yueshui called the name of the white cat.

The white cat named Tubai cautiously raised its head to look at Zhongli Yueshui. Its pair of round eyes now appeared watery, looking pitiful, without the arrogance it had when oppressing Fang Chaozhou before. It meowed twice and, seeing that Zhongli Yueshui’s gaze hadn’t softened, it could only speak, “Meow, Lord Zhongli, we are cultivating together.”

Fang Chaozhou now had his eyes closed, and he was slightly relieved. He heard Tubai’s words and immediately wanted to explain, “Revered Master, it’s not like that, we didn’t…”

“I’m not asking you now, Fang Chaozhou,” Zhongli Yueshui glanced lightly at Fang Chaozhou. He didn’t even need to cast a silence spell on Fang Chaozhou. As soon as he heard Zhongli Yueshui’s words, the clarity that had just started to form in Fang Chaozhou’s mind was shattered, and he continued to feel dizzy.

Tubai looked at the dazed Fang Chaozhou, hesitated for a moment, and boldly said to Zhongli Yueshui, “Meow, Lord Zhongli, can I cultivate with him?”

Zhongli Yueshui furrowed his brows, remained silent for a moment, and then refused, “No.”

“Meow, why?” Tubai sounded aggrieved.

“He hasn’t accepted you, so you can’t force him to cultivate with you,” Zhongli Yueshui paused, “Furthermore, he is not a female beast.”

Tubai stood up, took the initiative to run to Zhongli Yueshui’s side, and rubbed against his feet, coquettishly saying, “Meow, I can use your appearance, and he will accept it.” Seeing Zhongli Yueshui’s brows furrow even more, fearing his opposition, Tubai tugged at his pants a few times and called out with a more affectionate voice, “Lord Zhongli, I have been following you for nearly a thousand years and have never liked a female beast. Please give him to me.”

As soon as the words fell, its nape was gripped, and Zhongli Yueshui lifted Tubai.

Zhongli Yueshui’s irises were a pale gray color. He coldly stared at the white cat in his hand. “Tubai, he is a human, not an object. It’s not up to me to give him to you just because I said so.”

Tubai innocently looked at Zhongli Yueshui with its round eyes. “Then if he agrees, can we cultivate together?”

“I don’t agree!” Fang Chaozhou, lying on the ground, finally shouted.

Both Zhongli Yueshui and Tubai’s gaze fell on Fang Chaozhou at the same time.

Tubai looked at the young man on the ground and became extremely aggrieved in tone. “Why don’t you agree? Don’t you want to break through to the Nascent Soul stage? I can help you break through to the Nascent Soul stage. I said, if it’s not enough, I can use Lord Zhongli’s essence…”

Its words came to an abrupt halt.

Zhongli Yueshui’s voice followed, “Fang Chaozhou, there are no shortcuts on the path of cultivation.”

His words sounded like a warning.

After he finished speaking, he disappeared with Tubai from the spot.

With Zhongli Yueshui gone, Fang Chaozhou took a moment to gather his strength and finally managed to get up from the ground. He glanced at his tattered belt and could only pick it up, leaving his robe unbuttoned as he returned to the courtyard.

Fortunately, there weren’t many living people in Huali Mountain who could see his disheveled appearance.

In the following days, Tubai seemed to have disappeared and never appeared in front of Fang Chaozhou again. Without Tubai, Fang Chaozhou would oversleep every day, missing the morning lessons.

He remembered that Tubai had said that Zhongli Yueshui was only available during the morning hours, and if he arrived late, there was no need to attend the classes.

 So after waking up, Fang Chaozhou would tidy up and find a place with abundant spiritual energy to cultivate on his own.

These days were even more pleasant than before.

However, the good times didn’t last long. On this day, while Fang Chaozhou was still cultivating and not even an hour had passed, he felt an additional weight on his leg. Soon, the meowing sounds confirmed his bad premonition.

Tubai had come again.

The white cat treaded on Fang Chaozhou’s leg, continuously purring. After treading for a while, it stood up, placed its paws on Fang Chaozhou’s chest, and tried to lift its fluffy head to touch his chin. After touching, it even stuck out its little tongue to lick him.

But Fang Chaozhou lifted his head and dodged after just one lick.

He sighed, opened his eyes, and looked at the white cat staring straight at him. “Where is the Master?”

The white cat lightly flicked its tail. “Meow, Lord Zhongli left Huali Mountain today and won’t return until tomorrow. I secretly broke through the barrier to come out.”

Indeed, Tubai hadn’t been bothering him these past few days because Zhongli Yueshui was keeping an eye on it.

“Meow, Fang Chaozhou, let’s cultivate together. We can cultivate until tomorrow,” the white cat’s eyes showed clear excitement. It was different from the somewhat mocking look it used to give Fang Chaozhou. Now, when it looked at Fang Chaozhou, it was like a hungry cat that hadn’t eaten small fish for more than ten days.

“No need.” Fang Chaozhou used his hand to block the cat’s head that still wanted to lick his chin. “Tubai, the Master will be angry when he finds out you sneaked out. You should go back quickly.”

He thought that saying this would make the other party scared, but unexpectedly, Tubai suddenly transformed into its white tiger form and forcefully pressed him down, its eyes turning fierce. “I’m not going back. He keeps hitting me now. It’s not like I can control what dreams I have. Every time I have a dream, he hits me. I don’t want to listen to him anymore.”

Huh?

Fang Chaozhou was stunned for a moment. “What dreams?”

At the mention of dreams, Tubai’s eyes flashed with grievance. It shook its tail and pressed its tiger head against Fang Chaozhou’s chest. “I dreamt that I was playing with you, and Lord Zhongli would hit me, saying that I have no shame, always having such obscene dreams.”

Fang Chaozhou became even more puzzled, but he noticed something amiss. “Why would he know about your dreams? Did you tell him about your dreams?”

Tubai purred and turned its head around. “The dreams between me and Lord Zhongli are connected, but Lord Zhongli never dreams.”

“Wait, your dreams are connected. What kind of dreams have you had?” Fang Chaozhou finally realized the biggest problem.

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“Master?”

The voice of the youth barely caught Zhongli Yueshui’s attention. He raised his eyes and looked at the young man standing before him, as ethereal as a snow orchid. Only then did he realize that he had been absent-minded. “What’s wrong?”

Xue Danrong pursed his lips before speaking, “It’s nothing. It’s just that the Master seemed preoccupied today.”

Zhongli Yueshui’s hand inside his sleeve moved slightly. “It’s just that I haven’t been resting well lately,” he paused for a moment. “Danrong, I think you should delay your trip to the Northern Territory. It’s dangerous there, and with your current cultivation level, you might encounter unexpected changes.”

“Master, I want to go, and besides, Master has already agreed,” Xue Danrong’s tone was resolute.

“Your Master spoils you too much, both you and Fang Chaozhou. Both of you make people worry,” Zhongli Yueshui’s face turned cold. But when Xue Danrong heard his words, it didn’t diminish his desire to go to the Northern Territory. Instead, he asked a question.

“Second Senior Brother… Did he displease the Master at Huali Mountain?” Xue Danrong asked cautiously.

Zhongli Yueshui lowered his eyes and stood up. “No, it’s just that he cultivates too slowly. It hasn’t even been half a year yet. It’s best for you to think about him less. As for the matter of the Northern Territory, I still say the same thing. I don’t agree with your going. If you insist, then go after half a year.”

He finished speaking and turned around, leaving directly.

Xue Danrong stared at Zhongli Yueshui’s figure, and the color in his phoenix eyes gradually deepened.

This was the first time the Master left in anger in front of him. Was it because he wanted to go to the Northern Territory, or was there something else?

Zhongli Yueshui descended from the Golden-winged Bird and headed straight towards the south of Huali Mountain, where the spiritual energy was most abundant. He knew Fang Chaozhou would be cultivating there.

In an instant, he had arrived at the southern side. After walking a few steps, he saw a person and a tiger.

The youth, dressed in thin inner clothes, lay on top of the white tiger. His black hair was scattered, and his face was peaceful, as if he was already asleep. The white tiger, which he used as a pillow, lay on its back, sleeping soundly, its eyes narrowed into a line.

Beside them lay a tattered outer robe.

Zhongli Yueshui furrowed his brows and continued walking, his footsteps alerting the young man who was dozing on top of the white tiger. The young man slowly opened his eyes and saw the man approaching from afar. He first froze for a moment, then began to feel dizzy.

He had intended to get up and greet the man, but now he could only continue lying on the white tiger.

“Fang Chaozhou,” Zhongli Yueshui stopped in front of the young man.

Fang Chaozhou gritted his teeth before managing to speak weakly, “Master.”

His voice was as soft as the mewling of a kitten.

Zhongli Yueshui looked down at the young man lying on top of the white tiger. After a moment, he leaned slightly, holding onto the young man’s wrist.

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