Transmigrated into a Heartthrob Novel and Went OOC Chapter 34

 Chapter 34

The sight was mostly white, including Zhongli Yueshui sitting cross-legged on a beautiful bed.

Zhongli Yueshui wore a white robe, with a white cat sitting in his arms. The only things with color on him were his long hair, as black as crow feathers, and his face.

As soon as Fang Chaozhou saw Zhongli Yueshui’s face, he immediately lowered his head and called out, “Master.”

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“Keep walking,” Zhongli Yueshui said.

Fang Chaozhou hesitated for a moment and took another small step forward.

Losing patience, Zhongli Yueshui lifted his finger slightly from the white cat. Fang Chaozhou suddenly found himself out of control, his body tilting forward uncontrollably. If he hadn’t reacted quickly and used his hand to support himself on the bed, he would have fallen onto Zhongli Yueshui.

Was he just a hair’s breadth away from death?

Fang Chaozhou breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of dread. He was about to stand up when he heard Zhongli Yueshui calling his name.

He called his name, “Fang Chaozhou.”

Fang Chaozhou:…

Now he was completely dead.

His limbs went weak, and he collapsed on Zhongli Yueshui’s body, trying to stand up. But as soon as he raised his head, he met the other person’s face, and he didn’t even have time to lament in his heart before he fell down again.

Tu Bai was clever, though. Before Fang Chaozhou fell, it quickly jumped down from Zhongli Yueshui’s embrace.

At this moment, it looked at the two people who were pressed together, tilted its head, and let out a soft meow.

“Mas…ter.” Fang Chaozhou truly felt that he was doomed. He wanted to stand up, but he couldn’t. The closer he got to Zhongli Yueshui, the dizzier he became. This formidable existence seemed to be overpowered. Fang Chaozhou couldn’t understand how Xue Danrong could withstand Zhongli Yueshui’s existence, which was like a game-breaking bug. Perhaps the protagonist still had his halo.

After all, Zhongli Yueshui was the most popular character. If Xue Danrong reacted like him, getting dizzy upon hearing the other person’s voice and seeing their face, how could they have a romantic relationship?

As for Fang Chaozhou, he was completely overshadowed by Zhongli Yueshui. No wonder Zhongli Yueshui didn’t appear much in the original work. If he had more scenes, other male characters wouldn’t even qualify as supporting roles. They would simply be cannon fodder.

“Worthless.” Zhongli Yueshui coldly uttered the two words. He grabbed Fang Chaozhou’s collar and lifted him up. “Stand firm. Is your cultivation level even inferior to Danrong’s?”

After saying that, Zhongli Yueshui noticed that Fang Chaozhou couldn’t maintain his balance. His eyebrows furrowed, and his hand slid from the collar to the waist, gripping firmly.

Fang Chaozhou gritted his teeth and pinched himself, barely stabilizing his body. “Disciple… is useless.”

“You know you’re useless, so why don’t you accept marrow cleansing? Your cultivation is so low that you have to pinch yourself to stay awake when talking to me. How much have you been paying attention during the lessons? It seems like you haven’t put any effort into cultivation.”

Zhongli Yueshui’s words grew harsher with each sentence. If it were an ordinary disciple, they would have been crying from his scolding.

Meanwhile, Fang Chaozhou struggled against Zhongli Yueshui’s oppressive cultivation, unable to clearly hear what he was saying. He only caught one or two words.

Zhongli Yueshui observed Fang Chaozhou’s expression and grew increasingly displeased. “If that’s the case, today I will personally teach you a lesson on behalf of your master. Turn around!”

With the last three words, Zhongli Yueshui deliberately emphasized his tone, making sure Fang Chaozhou heard them.

Fang Chaozhou paused for a moment, then obediently turned around.

“Roll up your pants.” Zhongli Yueshui continued with his instructions.

Fang Chaozhou sensed what Zhongli Yueshui intended to do and hesitated. But Zhongli Yueshui lost his patience, raised his hand, and cast a spell. Fang Chaozhou’s pant legs automatically rolled up, revealing two well-proportioned and smooth calves.

“Smack.”

As if an invisible ruler struck Fang Chaozhou’s calves, the pain made him stumble forward. However, Zhongli Yueshui saw his reaction and used a spell to keep him in place.

Tu Bai watched this scene with wide eyes. It took a step forward, but upon seeing Zhongli Yueshui’s expression, it stopped.

Night fell.

Fang Chaozhou lay on the bed, unable to sleep due to the pain in his calves. He didn’t know what Zhongli Yueshui used to strike him, but he felt as if his calves had lost all sensation after being struck twice.

He had thought his skin would be torn and damaged, but in reality, he examined his calves over and over again and found no visible injuries.

Zhongli Yueshui was truly an advanced player.

From the outside, Fang Chaozhou appeared unharmed. Even if he went to Yizhi Peak to complain, no one would believe him.

Fang Chaozhou sighed, feeling as weak as a frost-bitten eggplant. He had only been at Huali Mountain for less than two months, and Zhongli Yueshui had already targeted him. In the coming months, would he be beaten to death?

Should he run away? Seek help from his master?

No, without Zhongli Yueshui’s Golden-winged Bird, he couldn’t escape at all. If he rashly left the mountain, he would only end up as a pancake after falling.

What if he told Zhongli Yueshui that he wouldn’t cultivate anymore? Would he let him go? Leave Tian Shui Sect?

But would Li Yiyue capture him and bring him back to Abyssal Soul Gate? Fang Chaozhou didn’t want his rear end to blossom, especially after witnessing Li Yiyue’s style.

No matter how much he thought about it, there was no good solution. Fang Chaozhou sighed once again. However, as soon as he sighed, he felt an additional weight on the bed.

“Meow.”

It was Tu Bai’s voice.

Fang Chaozhou turned his head and indeed saw a white figure sitting at the edge of his bed in the darkness.

“Tu Bai, it’s not dawn yet, right?”

Upon hearing Fang Chaozhou’s words, Tu Bai meowed and then walked over to his calves. Fang Chaozhou suddenly felt a damp sensation.

That feeling instantly gave him goosebumps, and he immediately wanted to drive Tu Bai away. However, he noticed that the area licked by Tu Bai wasn’t as painful anymore.

After hesitating for a moment, Fang Chaozhou still chased Tu Bai away. “Stop licking. Your saliva is all wet and gross.”

After finishing his words, Fang Chaozhou cast a spell to cleanse his calves and tightly wrapped himself in a blanket, not giving Tu Bai another chance to approach his legs.

Tu Bai crouched on the bed and meowed again, but it couldn’t speak human language now, and Fang Chaozhou couldn’t understand its meows. So he simply said, “I’m fine, you go back. I’m afraid my master will scold me if he finds out you’re here.”

Upon hearing his words, Tu Bai squatted under the bed for a while. Seeing that Fang Chaozhou really ignored it, it finally stood up and returned the same way. It went back to Zhongli Yueshui’s courtyard, and after squeezing through the door crack, it heard a voice.

“You went to see him?”

“Meow.” Tu Bai responded.

Zhongli Yueshui gazed at the moonlight shining in from the window and coldly said, “It’s a good thing he didn’t accept your affection, otherwise, the dream you had tonight would have been even more absurd.” He paused for a moment, his gaze sharp as a knife falling on Tu Bai, “You better not dream tonight, otherwise, I’ll have someone castrate you.”

Upon hearing this, Tu Bai immediately brought its hind legs together, and its eyes instantly turned pitiful.

Zhongli Yueshui ignored it further, lay down, and fell asleep. However, just like the previous nights, he hadn’t been asleep for long before he entered a dream.

The dream took place in the familiar Huali Mountain, even in his own sleeping quarters.

In the dream, he held a ruler and was disciplining a young man who knelt in front of him. It was as bright as daylight, but in the dream, he wasn’t striking the young man’s calves but the area below his waist.

After only a few strikes, the young man couldn’t bear it anymore and fell forward. He reached out and grabbed the young man’s waist, stabilizing his body from falling. Then he heard the young man stammering and calling out:

“I… I…”

The word “I” lingered for a while without continuing.

In response, Zhongli Yueshui asked, “What about you?”

The young man turned around, his eyes misty, and his lips as red as begonia flowers. “I’m so tired. Can you help me? I want to break through the Nascent Soul stage.” He paused for a moment and called out a name, “Tu Bai.”

Zhongli Yueshui abruptly opened his eyes. At the same time, Tu Bai, sleeping in its nest, let out a miserable cry and continued meowing non-stop, sounding very pitiful.

But when it met Zhongli Yueshui’s gaze, it didn’t dare to meow anymore and curled up in a pitiful manner.

The next day, Fang Chaozhou remembered the lesson and even if Tu Bai sneaked into his purification room, peeked at him bathing, or drank his bathwater, he ignored it. He quickly finished his morning routine and hurried to Zhongli Yueshui’s courtyard.

“Disciple pays respects to Master,” Fang Chaozhou shouted through the door.

As the words fell, the door opened from the inside. Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, Fang Chaozhou’s body stiffened. When his lowered gaze met a pair of snowy-white boots, his body became completely rigid.

“Does it still hurt?” the owner of the boots asked.

Fang Chaozhou had to pinch himself regularly just to be able to speak, “R… Respected Master, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

After speaking, he secretly wanted to take a step back, not wanting to get too close to Zhongli Yueshui. This guy was like a hallucinogenic drug; the closer you got, the more dizzy you became.

However, before Fang Chaozhou could even move, he heard Zhongli Yueshui’s next sentence.

“It doesn’t hurt? Let me see.”

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Translator’s note: As much as possible, I’ll upload more chapters today for everyone to read especially those in Canada. It might not do anything to help the current wildfires, but at least, it will make some people have a better day. 

I know for one that if I’m staying indoors, I would like to read more of my favorite novels. And reading novels can make me smile, so yeah, here you go! More chapters coming!

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