Transmigrated into a Heartthrob Novel and Went OOC Chapter 93

Chapter 93

True to his words, Fang Chaozhou followed through. He handed over the manuscript to the bookstore owner and simultaneously purchased a large number of water-element treasures.

Once the purchases were made, he lounged leisurely at his courtyard, fully embracing his role as a complete layabout.

With nothing to do, he would read novels, munch on snacks, go fishing at the pond, and even compete in swimming races with the brown chicken.

He lived the life of an idler for a whole month. At first, Brown chicken tried to advise him otherwise, but eventually gave up and became a “chicken” of idleness himself, lying around sunbathing from front to back.

Just as Fang Chaozhou contemplated continuing his life of leisure, he received distressing news from Xiang Yuan.

Xiang Yuan summoned all the outer disciple disciples and informed them that in three days, they would be establishing classes for the outer disciples to formally begin their cultivation.

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Brown chicken quickly wiped away its tears and retorted coldly, “I’m not waking up. It’s not like I have classes. Why should I bother getting up?”

No matter how Fang Chaozhou tried to persuade or tempt it, Brown chicken remained steadfast. It preferred being an idle chicken at the courtyard rather than attending the school to gain knowledge.

Left with no choice, Fang Chaozhou had to venture to the school all by himself.

This school was specifically designed for the outer disciples, with each class accommodating twenty students. Since the school was quite a distance from his courtyard and flying on swords was prohibited by the Tian Shui Sect, Fang Chaozhou had to rise early in the morning.

Accustomed to waking up late, he found himself struggling to suppress yawns during classes. He propped his head up, inhaling the fragrance wafting in from outside the window, and listening to the senior cultivators discuss the fundamental knowledge of cultivating immortality.

Irrespective of their talents or cultivation levels, everyone started from the basics.

For Fang Chaozhou, this introductory knowledge was the most tedious part.

The morning classes covered the basics of cultivating immortality, teaching how to guide Qi into the body. In the afternoon, it shifted to outdoor activities, focusing on sword techniques.

“Who do you think our sword instructor will be?” Since it wasn’t class time yet, groups of three or two were chatting, and Fang Chaozhou mingled among them.

“According to Senior Liu, their batch was taught by Senior Song. I wonder if it’ll be him this year. Senior Liu mentioned that Senior Song is very patient and won’t criticize when someone makes mistakes.”

“We might have Senior Song then.”

Suddenly, someone interjected, “Speaking of sword techniques, shouldn’t Senior Xue be the most skilled in swordsmanship at Tian Shui Sect? His ‘Sword of Severed Water’ is famous throughout the realm. It would be great if he could teach us.”

Upon this statement, all those who heard it turned to look at the speaker.

The speaker was a freckled-faced youth, and his given name was rather awkward, so everyone simply called him Xiao Que, meaning “Little Sparrow.”

“Xiao Que, don’t daydream. That Senior you mentioned won’t come to teach us. Senior Xue doesn’t even bother with inner disciples, let alone us outer disciples,” someone retorted mockingly.

Xiao Que bit his lip, “You can’t be sure. What if Senior Xue decides to take an interest this year? And don’t just point fingers at me. Who here can honestly swear that they’ve never wished Senior Xue would teach them?”

Listening to their conversation, Fang Chaozhou felt puzzled.

Was Xue Danrong really that skilled in swordsmanship? Why didn’t he perceive it that way? That time, he had casually used an umbrella to defeat Xue Danrong’s “Sword of Severed Water.”

Upon hearing Xiao Que’s words, some became displeased and immediately retorted, “Sure, we all want him, but we’re thinking seriously about having a proper sword instructor. It seems like you have a different kind of interest in Senior Xue, constantly mentioning him every day.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Que’s eyes reddened, and he extended his hand as if wanting to scratch the person who was mocking him.

As the tension escalated and a fight seemed imminent, the people around quickly intervened to break it up. Initially, Fang Chaozhou had no intention of getting involved, but to his surprise, Xiao Que, though appearing delicate, had remarkable strength. He managed to break free from the grasp of several people who were trying to hold him back and lunged at the person mocking him.

Surrounding individuals rushed to separate them, resulting in a scuffle that somehow unfolded right next to Fang Chaozhou. Before he could step back, he was scratched fiercely by a claw.

“Hiss—” He sucked in a breath, clutching his face that had suffered a senseless attack.

Xiao Que realized he had accidentally scratched an innocent person and paused awkwardly. He looked at Fang Chaozhou, saying, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scratch you. I was trying to scratch Li Li.”

Fang Chaozhou waved his hand, “It’s alright.”

The scratch was a bit painful when it happened, but it wasn’t something he was overly concerned about.

Xiao Que still looked apologetic, “But I’ve hurt your face. Your face is so important to a person. Let me accompany you to wash it.”

Fang Chaozhou tried to decline, but Xiao Que persisted despite his refusal. Xiao Que’s eyes reddened even more. Unable to bear this scene, Fang Chaozhou found himself reluctantly following Xiao Que to wash his face.

The washing area was located behind the school building, where there was a well.

As soon as Xiao Que saw the well, he rushed ahead to draw water. Once he had water in his hands, he handed it to Fang Chaozhou. Taking it, Fang Chaozhou casually dampened his handkerchief and wiped his face with it.

“You can’t do it like that; it’s too rough,” Xiao Que exclaimed in frustration, almost jumping in agitation. “Let me help you.”

Fang Chaozhou took a step back and wiped his face with the cloth again. “This will do. I’m used to rough living; it’s fine.”

Xiao Que’s expression turned peculiar upon hearing this. “You’re lying. You’re not living rough at all. The fabric of your clothes is the finest silk, and the pearls on your jade crown are South Sea pearls. Such pearls have an annual production of only a thousand. Are you from a noble family? From the capital city? You don’t need to deceive me. South Sea pearls are tributes given to favored ministers by the royal family.”

Fang Chaozhou was momentarily stunned, and he couldn’t help but lower his head to examine himself. He had no idea that the things he was wearing held value. Everything on him was stored in his storage ring.

“Are you a noble? From the capital? Don’t try to fool me. South Sea pearls are tributes, and the royal family bestows these pearls upon ministers they favor each year.” Xiao Que bit his lip, his eyes reddening once again. “I come from a prestigious family, but due to my father offending the current emperor, our family fell from grace. The people who were just taunting me couldn’t even compare to being my shoe bearers.”

Frowning, Fang Chaozhou only knew he was a disciple of the Tian Shui Sect. He had never contemplated who his parents were. If what Xiao Que said was true, then were his parents in the capital city? Were they still alive?

While Xiao Que spoke, he kept observing the changes in Fang Chaozhou’s expression. Seeing a hint of confusion in Fang Chaozhou’s eyes, Xiao Que asked cautiously, “Is something wrong?”

“Nothing,” Fang Chaozhou replied as he dried the handkerchief and tucked it into his sleeve. “Class is about to start. Let’s head back.”

Xiao Que nodded in agreement.

On their way back, Xiao Que couldn’t help but speak again, “Don’t worry, not many people here can discern your identity. They mostly come from rural areas and aren’t knowledgeable about such matters. We’re both from the same kind of place, so we should support each other.”

Fang Chaozhou wasn’t particularly interested in Xiao Que’s words, so he merely smiled. Coincidentally, as he smiled, they entered the courtyard of the school building.

Unlike the previously noisy courtyard, it was now so quiet that one could hear even the fall of a needle.

Fang Chaozhou hadn’t turned his head yet when he saw Xiao Que take a deep breath. Suddenly, Xiao Que’s face turned completely red, and he stared ahead with near fascination. Startled by Xiao Que’s reaction, Fang Chaozhou turned his gaze forward.

A youth dressed in white stood under a peach blossom tree, holding a sword. His pale face appeared to have a layer of frost, and his phoenix-like eyes were icy and cold. He first glanced at Xiao Que, whose face was now flushed, and then shifted his gaze to Fang Chaozhou. In almost an instant, he noticed the wound on Fang Chaozhou’s face.

It was a rather long scratch, clearly caused by fingernails.

Fang Chaozhou felt his heart race faster when he realized Xue Danrong was looking at him. Did Xue Danrong recognize him?

It couldn’t be true. When he went to Zhichun Island, he used a different face.

Just as Fang Chaozhou was nervously pondering whether Xue Danrong had already discovered his true identity, Xue Danrong turned his gaze away. He looked at the outer disciples who dared not even raise their heads, slowly drawing out his Breaking Water Sword from its scabbard.

“Starting today, I am your sword instructor. Except during class, you cannot address me as ‘instructor.'”

“Yes,” everyone responded in unison.

Seeing that they had lined up properly, Fang Chaozhou looked at Xiao Que, whose face was still red and unfocused. He could only pull at Xiao Que’s sleeve, whispering, “Snap out of it, class is starting.”

Seeing that Xiao Que was still unresponsive, Fang Chaozhou had no choice but to use a mental technique to forcefully pull Xiao Que out of his daze.

“Stop staring, class has already begun.”

Xiao Que’s clarity returned somewhat after being affected by the spell. He clutched the corner of his clothes and returned to the group with Fang Chaozhou. However, after rejoining the group, he couldn’t help but stare fixedly at Xue Danrong.

Fang Chaozhou glanced at Xiao Que a few times and noticed his intense fascination with Xue Danrong. Intrigued by this, Fang Chaozhou couldn’t help but take a few more glances himself.

“You, come forward.”

A sudden voice made Fang Chaozhou immediately turn his head.

He looked at the snow-clothed youth who had spoken, only to realize that the youth’s sword was pointed at Xiao Que.

Xiao Que, upon realizing that Xue Danrong was addressing him, once again blushed intensely, his recently calmed face now flushing red once more. He trembled all over, unable to tear his gaze away from Xue Danrong.

Xue Danrong’s gaze grew darker. “Didn’t you hear what I said?”

Fang Chaozhou noticed that Xue Danrong’s expression was turning extremely unpleasant. Seeing that Xiao Que was still infatuated, he couldn’t resist extending his leg and giving Xiao Que a gentle kick, hoping to subtly remind him.

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