Transmigrated into a Heartthrob Novel and Went OOC Chapter 55

Chapter 55

Fang Chaozhou: “…”

Although he knew that Li Zhu wasn’t very bright, he didn’t expect him to be so dim-witted.

Because of Li Zhu’s exclamation, all eyes turned towards them. Fang Chaozhou immediately hid his head under his cloak, not showing a single strand of hair, completely playing dead.

But not long after he hid, he heard Li Zhu’s voice again, “Father, why is my little brother hiding? Does he not want to acknowledge us?”

As these words fell, Fang Chaozhou felt the hand on his back tighten.

“Little brother?” Zhongli Yueshui’s voice was always cold, and his tone was particularly severe this time.

The following parts of the text will be scrambled to prevent theft from aggregators and unauthorized epub making. Please support our translators by reading on secondlifetranslations (dot) com. If you are currently on the site and and you are seeing this, please clear your cache.

Wydt Ubysgbsw pvkqqldle yde obkprlale, “Yypvla, bl’p fwpv qsszkpb. Mblal’p psxlvbkdt oasdt okvb bkp blye yde pyke usw olal yd wtzu xsdpvla. Xvblaokpl, bso nswze bl byhl pyke vbyv usw yal yd wtzu xsdpvla, Yypvla?”

Ebkzl Wydt Ubysgbsw oyp lmrzykdkdt vs Hbsdtzk Zwlpbwk, Nk Zkuwl nswzed’v blzr cwv vyjl y qlo xsal tzydnlp yv bkp psd. Tkp psd dsvknle vbl tygl yde rwaple bkp zkrp.

“Wyvbla, obu yal usw zssjkdt yv xl zkjl vbyv?”

Nk Zkuw’p lmralppksd oyp nsxrzlm, yde bl pszlxdzu nyzzle swv, “Fsd.”

Nk Hbw qlzv wdlypu clkdt yeealpple yp “psd.” Bpwyzzu, Nk Zkuw nyzzle bkx cu bkp dyxl. “Wyvbla, obyv’p oasdt? Uyd’v usw nyzz xl cu xu dyxl? Rq usw nyzz xl ‘psd,’ R qllz zkjl R’x tskdt vs vbaso wr.”

Rtdsakdt Nk Hbw’p qaktbvldle lmralppksd, Nk Zkuwl ypjle plakswpzu, “Ps usw alyzzu clzklhl vbyv xld nyd tkhl ckavb?”

Nk Hbw’p lulp kdpvydvzu nbydtle, yde bl ekpeykdqwzzu zssjle yv bkp qyvbla. “Zsw esd’v jdso vbkp? Rv’p olzz-jdsod vbyv xld nyd tkhl ckavb. Rq usw esd’v clzklhl xl, R nyd zlde usw xu cssj vs alye. Jwv R nyd’v zlde usw vbl cssj R’x nwaaldvzu alyekdt, ‘Psxkdyvkdt Fvlrpsd’p Nshl Msoyaep Yl,’ pkdnl R byhld’v qkdkpble kv ulv.”

Nk Zkuwl vwadle bkp qynl yoyu yde pyke yqvla y xsxldv, “Ls dlle, jllr kv qsa uswaplzq.” Tkp tygl qlzz sd vbl nbkze clkdt blze yde vbld sd vbl uswdt xyd nyaaukdt bkx.

He stared for a while, and when the young man noticed his gaze and looked back, their eyes met.

Li Yiyue smiled with a touch of wickedness on his face, and he raised his voice, “Master Zhongli, since you’re here, why hide among the crowd?”

This statement caused a commotion throughout the venue.

Everyone in the cultivation world knew the name Zhongli Yueshui. In the eyes of cultivators, Zhongli Yueshui was an absolute powerhouse and an object of admiration. Everyone aspired to become the next Zhongli Yueshui. However, Zhongli Yueshui was incredibly mysterious, rarely appearing in public. Even disciples of his own sect found it difficult to meet him.

And now, Zhongli Yueshui was actually here?

Not only the wandering cultivators but even the disciples of the Tian Shui Sect were whispering in low voices, “Is the Sect Master here? Where is the Sect Master?”

Upon hearing Li Yiyue’s words, Fang Chaozhou immediately wanted to get out of Zhongli Yueshui’s embrace. Zhongli Yueshui was the current target, and staying away from the target was crucial for preserving his life.

However, his attempt was abruptly halted as Zhongli Yueshui walked out of the crowd. Fang Chaozhou could even sense Zhongli Yueshui’s suppressed aura being unleashed once again— he started feeling dizzy.

It wasn’t just Fang Chaozhou; everyone in the vicinity was affected. Even the demonic cultivators on the other side, as well as those with weaker cultivation levels, were struggling to maintain their balance, including Li Zhu.

As Li Zhu saw Zhongli Yueshui stepping forward, he kept staring at him. Little did he know that as he continued to stare, he almost stumbled and fell. If Li Yiyue hadn’t grabbed his hand, he would have ended up sitting on the ground.

Li Yiyue pushed Li Zhu towards the elder behind him and swiftly created a massive barrier with a wave of his hand. After setting up the barrier, he casually placed his hand behind his back, gave a cold smirk, and said, “Sect Master Zhongli, quite an imposing entrance.”

Zhongli Yueshui remained calm in the face of Li Yiyue’s praise with an underlying derogatory tone. “Master Li, I don’t agree to this marriage.”

He didn’t bother with pleasantries and directly refused.

Li Yiyu’s expression darkened. “Oh? Why is that?”

“Because you are too weak.” With those words, Zhongli Yueshui freed one hand that had been holding Fang Chaozhou.

That fair, slender hand with distinct knuckles lifted and pointed its fingertip towards the distant sky.

At that moment, a dragon’s roar resounded from afar, startling everyone. Their bodies, already unstable, almost collapsed to the ground.

Li Yiyue immediately sent a surge of spiritual energy to the barrier set up behind him, preventing all of his demonic cultivator disciples from falling to the ground.

In the distant horizon, dark clouds roiled, and a white colossal dragon broke through the clouds, soaring towards the Tian Shui Sect. When it arrived above the sect, it let out another roar that shook the heavens. The demonic beasts brought as gifts by the Abyssal Soul Gate all bowed their heads in response.

The white dragon circled in the air for a few rounds before lowering its head and swooping down. As it descended, its form became smaller and eventually transformed into a dragon-shaped sword, lying in the man’s palm.

Zhongli Yueshui remained indifferent, holding the sword’s hilt and giving it a slight twist. Then, he pointed the sword to the ground. A powerful surge of sword energy burst forth from the tip, causing the ground to tremble. A crack originated from the point where the dragon-shaped sword touched the ground, and as it approached Li Yiyue, the crack multiplied into countless fractures, forcing the numerous demonic cultivators behind Li Yiyue to fall to the ground.

Wherever the cracks spread, the sound of bodies hitting the ground echoed.

Li Yiyue glanced at the crack that had stopped in front of him, and when he raised his gaze, his eyes turned extremely cold. However, the man he was staring at remained composed and calmly repeated the same words he had said earlier.

“You are too weak.”

***

On their way back, Fang Chaozhou couldn’t help but stare at the sword in Zhongli Yueshui’s hand. After observing it for a while, the man glanced at him. “What are you looking at?”

“Master, why does this sword look so much like a dragon? Could it be a dragon in disguise?” Fang Chaozhou looked at the dragon-shaped sword in Zhongli Yueshui’s hand, which was entirely white. The hilt of the dragon-shaped sword was in the form of a dragon’s head, vividly lifelike. Unable to resist his curiosity, Fang Chaozhou moved closer to get a better look, and to his surprise, he noticed the eyes on the dragon’s head shift.

Fang Chaozhou: “!!!”

“Yes, what’s the matter?” Zhongli Yueshui’s tone remained calm, as if it was not a big deal.

But in Fang Chaozhou’s eyes, this was a dragon—a real dragon! Dragons only existed in myths and legends. He had only seen dragons in books before, but those were fictional accounts. Now, he was witnessing a dragon with his own eyes.

He looked up at Zhongli Yueshui, and his expression and tone became much more obedient than usual. “Master, may I touch it?”

“No, you may not.”

Fang Chaozhou: “…”

Stingy! He might as well go back and pet a cat. However, he was curious about what Zhongli Yueshui had done at the sect’s entrance earlier that made Li Yiyue and the group of demonic cultivators obediently leave.

As soon as Fang Chaozhou emerged from the crowd following Zhongli Yueshui, he began feeling dizzy. By the time the dizziness subsided, he found himself on the back of a Golden-winged Bird, completely unaware of what had just transpired.

But Fang Chaozhou didn’t dare to ask. He feared that if he asked, Zhongli Yueshui would inquire about other matters, such as their token of affection or his younger brother.

Upon returning to Huali Mountain, Zhongli Yueshui entered his private room and even set up a barrier, clearly indicating that he didn’t want Fang Chaozhou to disturb him. Fang Chaozhou grumbled inwardly about the snacks in the room, absentmindedly patted Tu Bai a few times as he approached, and then went to wash his hands and continue munching on the snacks.

It seemed that the marriage proposal from the Abyssal Soul Gate had passed without further incident. Xue Danrong continued to visit Huali Mountain every afternoon. Over time, Fang Chaozhou noticed that Xue Danrong would glance at him more often.

Like now.

Fang Chaozhou looked at himself, then raised his head to meet Xue Danrong’s gaze. “What are you looking at?”

Xue Danrong had arrived early that day since Zhongli Yueshui was still in seclusion, and he was waiting for him.

Upon hearing Fang Chaozhou’s question, Xue Danrong’s gaze shifted slightly downward. Fang Chaozhou noticed the movement and looked at himself again, but he couldn’t figure out what was wrong until he heard Xue Danrong’s voice.

“You’ve gained weight again.”

Fang Chaozhou: “…”

Killing with words! So what if he gained weight? Why did he have to say “again”?

Fang Chaozhou looked at the dried fruits in his hand, hesitated for a moment, then raised his head to refute Xue Danrong. “I haven’t gained weight.”

“You have. Your belly is even more prominent now.” Xue Danrong’s gaze still rested on Fang Chaozhou, specifically on his round and protruding little belly.

Fang Chaozhou felt another pang in his heart, but he still didn’t put the dried fruits back. “I’m still young, so it’s okay to be a little chubby.”

Upon hearing this, Xue Danrong suddenly smiled. In that instant, it seemed as if countless starlights shattered in his eyes, but the smile was exceedingly brief.

This youth, whose beauty alone could astonish the world, was incredibly stingy with his smiles.

“Hmm.” He replied to Fang Chaozhou with a single word.

This single word appeared to be an agreement, but it felt more like a perfunctory response. Fang Chaozhou looked at Xue Danrong’s slender figure and then at himself. Was he really fat? If he was currently overweight, would his body size increase when he emerged from the puppet?

With the possibility in mind, Fang Chaozhou found the dried fruits in his hand no longer appetizing. He put them back, wiped his mouth and hands with a handkerchief, and then touched his own belly.

It seemed a bit round. Maybe he should eat a little less for dinner? And do some appropriate exercises?

They say standing up after eating makes it less likely to gain weight.

Fang Chaozhou slowly stood up and began to walk back and forth. Tu Bai, who had been sleeping by his feet, lazily opened one eye, glanced at Fang Chaozhou and Xue Danrong, who were still far apart, and then closed it again.

Just as Fang Chaozhou was on his fourth lap, footsteps could be heard. Xue Danrong, who had been seated, immediately stood up and bowed towards the direction of the sound. “Master.”

Zhongli Yueshui responded with a sound of acknowledgment and his gaze swept over the young disciple who was bowing to him before settling on Fang Chaozhou, who was still circling around. His eyebrows slightly furrowed. “What are you doing?”

Fang Chaozhou paused for a moment, then turned to face Zhongli Yueshui and saw that he was staring at him. “Master, I’m trying to lose weight.”

“Why do you want to lose weight?” Zhongli Yueshui’s eyebrows furrowed even tighter. He glanced at the snacks on the small table that Fang Chaozhou had put there. “Don’t these snacks suit your taste?”

“No, Master. It’s because I said that the Senior brother gained weight.” Xue Danrong suddenly spoke up, surprising Fang Chaozhou.

Xue Danrong knew who he was? Xue Danrong actually referred to him as Senior Brother.

But Fang Chaozhou realized that he was the only one surprised. When Zhongli Yueshui heard Xue Danrong’s words, there was no hint of surprise in his eyes. He just glanced at Fang Chaozhou a few more times and then spoke in a calm tone.

“It’s alright to be a little chubby.”

Upon hearing this, Xue Danrong lowered his long lashes, concealing his emotions in his eyes, and murmured, “This disciple spoke out of turn.”

Because Xue Danrong knew Fang Chaozhou’s true identity, even though they had already eliminated the demonic energy in the room, Fang Chaozhou still pondered over this matter. However, he quickly figured it out.

When Zhongli Yueshui said that he had washed away Xue Danrong’s memories of him from the past two years, it meant that Xue Danrong still knew about the events that happened before those two years. Although Fang Chaozhou had become younger, his facial features hadn’t changed. It was normal for Xue Danrong to recognize him, just like his master, who recognized him at first glance.

But Xue Danrong’s comment about him gaining weight still stung him, leading Fang Chaozhou to lie in bed that night and silently vow to start losing weight the next day. He would control his diet and exercise more, not wanting to be looked down upon. And when the next day arrived, Fang Chaozhou discovered that he had grown up.

**********