Transmigrated into a Heartthrob Novel and Went OOC Chapter 49

 Chapter 49

Fang Chaozhou felt extremely comfortable after a good sleep. If it weren’t for the itchiness on his face, he wouldn’t have wanted to open his eyes. But as soon as he opened them, he was met with a furry cat face.

Hmm?

How did a cat get here?

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Why did his hand become smaller?

“Awake?”

However, before he could recover from his astonishment, a voice from the side interrupted Fang Chaozhou’s thoughts.

Fang Chaozhou turned his head and discovered Zhongli Yueshui sitting on a chair not far from his bed. Zhongli Yueshui rose indifferently and walked to the bedside.

Due to his approach, Fang Chaozhou couldn’t help but feel dizzy.

“Fang Chaozhou, I sealed you inside a puppet. It’s for your own good, as well as for Xue Danrong’s. He was originally poisoned by the Yunjiang Snake and then bitten by a creature called the Demonic Beast in the Northern Territory, which caused him to develop a demonic heart. Completely purging the demonic energy will take time, so in order to prevent his condition from worsening, I sealed you inside the puppet. Now you have become someone without any cultivation. The venom of the Yunjiang Snake only affects cultivators, so your influence on Xue Danrong can be minimized.”

Zhongli Yueshui paused for a moment, then said something that surprised Fang Chaozhou.

“Just in case, I erased all of Xue Danrong’s memories about you over the past two years. I hope you won’t mention anything about yourselves in front of him.”

Zhongli Yueshui erased Xue Danrong’s memories.

That means Xue Danrong doesn’t remember anything that happened between them in the past two years.

This… should be a good thing.

But soon, Fang Chaozhou realized that it wasn’t a good thing. In fact, it felt even worse.

He was sealed inside the puppet, unable to leave Zhongli Yueshui’s side. If they were too far apart, he could feel his body starting to stiffen, as if he was turning back into a puppet.

And when they were close, he would feel dizzy.

In addition, his body had become smaller, like a two-year-old child. Everything became inconvenient for him. He couldn’t comb his hair properly, dress himself properly, and even when he wanted to leave the house, he would get stuck because the doorstep was too high.

And it seemed like he had become even more fond of sleeping.

Every day, when Zhongli Yueshui entered a meditative state, Fang Chaozhou would sneak away and sleep. Due to the distance restriction, he couldn’t hide too far, so most of the time, he would hide in the wardrobe.

It was too obvious to sleep on the bed, but in the wardrobe, it was safe and concealed. The clothes he used as a pillow were soft.

Sometimes, when Tu Bai smelled his scent and came over, they would sleep together. Tu Bai would lick Fang Chaozhou awake before Zhongli Yueshui finished his cultivation, and then Fang Chaozhou would quickly crawl out of the wardrobe, pretending to have been reading the jade slips all along.

Although he didn’t need to cultivate anymore, he still had to study the techniques written on the jade slips. In other words, even though he didn’t need to practice them physically, theoretical knowledge couldn’t be neglected.

However, today, when Fang Chaozhou was curled up and sleeping in the wardrobe, Tu Bai didn’t come over to sleep together. It didn’t appear at all, which caused Fang Chaozhou to oversleep and he didn’t even know when the wardrobe was opened.

Zhongli Yueshui looked down at Fang Chaozhou, who was sleeping with his clothes as a pillow, his gaze becoming heavy. It had to be said that after Fang Chaozhou became smaller, he looked no different from a sticky rice dumpling. His skin was fair, with rosy lips and dark eyebrows. He was still sleeping, with his little hands curled up in front of him.

After a while, Zhongli Yueshui finally spoke, “Fang Chaozhou.”

The person he called didn’t respond and continued to sleep soundly.

Zhongli Yueshui furrowed his brows and then flicked his finger. Almost instantly, he saw the sleeping sticky rice dumpling tremble, slowly turning over and burying his face in his hands to continue sleeping.

He couldn’t be awakened like this.

Zhongli Yueshui simply bent down, reached out, and grabbed the still-sleeping person. With this grab, the person finally woke up, opening their eyes in a daze. Because they had slept for too long, their cheeks had a hint of blush, like a layer of April peach blossom powder, radiantly rosy.

Fang Chaozhu, who was still drowsy due to sleepiness, instantly became wide awake when he saw the man in front of him. However, the clarity lasted only for a moment before he became dizzy again due to the man’s oppressive aura.

When he was put down on the ground, he almost fell onto his seat.

“So, this is how you study, Fang Chaozhou,” Zhongli Yueshui’s voice was stern.

Fang Chaozhou knew he had been caught in a tight spot and didn’t dare to utter a word. He stood obediently with his head lowered, hoping that the other person would show mercy. But Zhongli Yueshui didn’t let him off the hook.

“Extend your hand.”

Upon hearing these words, Fang Chaozhou knew he couldn’t escape punishment today. However, he was now even more afraid of pain. It seemed that because his body had become smaller, he had stumbled and nearly cried from the pain when he fell while walking last time.

“Mast… Master, c-can’t we… not have the punishment?” Fang Chaozhou stuttered.

Zhongli Yueshui coldly watched him and uttered only one word.

“Hand.”

Fang Chaozhou gritted his teeth but could only extend his hand. As he reached out, his whole hand trembled unsteadily, but soon he switched to the other hand.

Left hand it is. He still needs the right hand to eat.

Now that he had become smaller and had no cultivation, even eating spirit pills alone would leave him hungry. He didn’t know how Song Lianyi had managed to survive without eating. He couldn’t go without food.

After extending his hand, Fang Chaozhou cautiously glanced up and saw the familiar ruler, or rather, not entirely familiar because he noticed that the ruler was much smaller than the one used to punish him last time.

Zhongli Yueshui really knew how to punish people. Now that he had become smaller, even the ruler used to discipline him had become smaller.

When the ruler came down, Fang Chaozhou couldn’t help but retract his hand, but he couldn’t retract it successfully because it was held in place. After being struck three times, his hand was finally free to move.

Fang Chaozhou glanced at his beaten left hand, blinked a few times, raised his left eyebrow, then raised his right eyebrow, and blinked again. However, he couldn’t hold back any longer and let out a sob.

A young man in snowy clothes entered the courtyard and clearly paused when he heard the sound of the young child crying. Then, he walked to the entrance and softly called out “Master.”

“Come in,” Zhongli Yueshui’s voice came from inside, and at the same time, the door opened from within.

The young man stepped inside and saw Zhongli Yueshui sitting on a chair, holding the young child in his arms. The child was crying sorrowfully, tears rolling down like raindrops on lotus leaves. With a pitiful expression, the child looked at the swollen palm of their hand.

However, when the child saw him, their crying abruptly paused as if startled. But they couldn’t control it and hiccuped, causing the tear hanging from their chin to tremble slightly before landing on their clothes.

The gaze of the young man shifted away from the child. He bowed to Zhongli Yueshui and said, “Disciple Xue Danrong pays respects to Master.”

“Hmm, go wait for me in the separate room. I’ll come there later,” Zhongli Yueshui replied, and the young man turned and went to the separate room.

Fang Chaozhou, watching Xue Danrong leave, couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. It had been several days since he had become smaller, and he had seen Xue Danrong a few times. It seemed like Xue Danrong had truly forgotten what had happened in the past two years. There was barely any reaction when he saw Fang Chaozhou, not even a second glance.

Xue Danrong came every day because Zhongli Yueshui wanted to expel the inner demons within him. Although Xue Danrong came daily, he didn’t reside on Huali Mountain. Fang Chaozhou had once overheard Zhongli Yueshui asking Xue Danrong why he didn’t move in, to which Xue Danrong replied that he had grown accustomed to living in Zhichun Island.

So, the golden-winged bird would pick up Xue Danrong every day and then send him back.

However, Fang Chaozhou had no idea how long the exorcism would last. He genuinely didn’t enjoy the feeling of being small. In fact, he believed that Zhongli Yueshui didn’t need to seal him. If Zhongli Yueshui wanted to expel the inner demons from Xue Danrong and was afraid that Fang Chaozhou would hinder the process, he could have let Fang Chaozhou return to his cave to cultivate in seclusion.

He could have isolated himself for a long time, ensuring he wouldn’t see Xue Danrong.

Perhaps Zhongli Yueshui didn’t trust him, fearing that he would cause a delay for Xue Danrong.

Fang Chaozhou understood, but he was suffering too much. He had no control over himself anymore. Even if he knew he shouldn’t sleep, he couldn’t control it. Just like a moment ago, he didn’t want to cry, but he couldn’t control it either.

His hand was really hurting. It was now red and swollen, causing a burning pain. Fang Chaozhou looked at his swollen palm and his eyes couldn’t help but well up with tears again.

“Now you know it hurts. Will you still slack off next time?” Zhongli Yueshui spoke in a cold voice.

Fang Chaozhou blinked, trying to hold back his tears, but his voice carried a hint of crying, unable to be concealed. “N-no…”

Just as he finished answering, a slender, jade-white finger was placed by his lips, and the fingertip was stained with oozing crimson blood.

The crimson hue instantly caught Fang Chaozhou’s attention. He uncontrollably leaned in and eagerly took Zhongli Yueshui’s fingertip into his mouth, vigorously sucking the blood oozing from the wound.

Zhongli Yueshui looked down at the young child who was sucking his blood, saying nothing. After a while, he pulled his hand back, and as expected, he heard a whimpering sound of grievance from the child’s throat. The child even grabbed his hand with both tiny paws, and their teeth anxiously bit his fingertip, attempting to widen the wound and draw out more blood.

The small teeth gnawed on his fingertip for a while, but apart from an itching sensation, they posed no real threat.

For someone of Zhongli Yueshui’s caliber, it was almost impossible for ordinary human teeth to harm him.

Zhongli Yueshui paused for a moment before forcefully retracting his hand. “That’s enough. I need to expel the demonic energy from Danrong. Study the jade scroll on your own. When I return, I will inspect your progress. If you’re slacking again, you won’t be allowed to eat tonight.”

By the time Zhongli Yueshui returned, the sun had already set behind the mountains. Instead of going in directly, he stood outside for a while before entering. As he entered, he moved silently, and Fang Chaozhou, sitting on the ground, didn’t notice anyone coming in.

Fang Chaozhou was propping up his head, looking at the jade scroll on the ground. His other left hand was placed beside him. He glanced at the scroll, then lowered his head to blow on the palm of his left hand. His eyes were slightly swollen from crying earlier, making him look pitiful.

“Today, we’ll end here. Let’s eat,” Zhongli Yueshui said.

Upon hearing this, Fang Chaozhou collected the jade scroll and went to wash his hands and face. When he returned, he prepared to climb onto a stool but was lifted by someone before he could do so.

“Today, since your hand is injured, I’ll feed you,” Zhongli Yueshui placed the visibly stunned Fang Chaozhou on his own lap and then looked at the meal on the table.

The meal Zhongli Yueshui had prepared for Fang Chaozhou was particularly simple. It consisted of the same dishes every day: boiled fish in spiritual water and a bowl of white rice.

The fish was obviously caught from the fish pond.

Zhongli Yueshui first retracted his oppressive aura before picking up the jade chopsticks and removing the fish skin. He then picked up a piece of fish meat and offered it to Fang Chaozhou’s lips.

Fang Chaozhou looked at the piece of fish meat near his lips and anxiously glanced at Zhongli Yueshui.

Why did Zhongli Yueshui want to feed him?

Wasn’t this a farewell meal?!

“Aren’t you going to eat?” Zhongli Yueshui noticed that Fang Chaozhou was only looking at him without eating, and his expression turned colder. “Then you’ll go hungry tonight.”

Just as Zhongli Yueshui finished speaking, he saw Fang Chaozhou eagerly taking hold of his jade chopsticks.

This meal was nothing short of torture for Fang Chaozhou. Fortunately, after finishing the dinner, he could eat the fruits he had stored in his storage ring. Unfortunately, he didn’t have many fruits left, so his plan was to have one fruit per day. He didn’t know how much longer he had to stay in Huali Mountain.

The puppet required a continuous month of being fed blood to break the seal, but Zhongli Yueshui had only fed him blood today.

Fang Chaozhou held the small fruit in his hands and slowly nibbled on it, savoring each bite. Eating fruits had become the happiest part of his day.

Just as he was happily nibbling on the fruit, a voice interjected.

“Is it really that delicious?”

It was Zhongli Yueshui’s voice.

Fang Chaozhou paused for a moment, then took out another fruit from his storage ring and pushed it towards Zhongli Yueshui with a leisurely motion. After pushing it over, he continued nibbling on the fruit in his hand. But Zhongli Yueshui’s voice sounded again.

“I’m asking about the fruit in your hand.”

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Translator’s note: No, run away, Chaozhou! The Master has an ulterior motive!!! 

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