Transmigrated into a Heartthrob Novel and Went OOC Chapter 98

Chapter 98

Fang Chaozhou tilted his head slightly. There was still a hint of alcohol on his breath, as he had been drinking fruit wine – not a strong scent, but rather peach-flavored.

“Hmm?”

Xue Danrong lowered his long eyelashes and fell silent, devoting all his efforts to easing Fang Chaozhou’s discomfort.

Fang Chaozhou slowly lifted his head. “What did you just say? I didn’t catch that.”

“Nothing,” Xue Danrong murmured.

Fang Chaozhou released his hand from around Xue Danrong’s neck, shook his head drowsily, and then said, “I was kidding. I heard you. You said you haven’t eaten anything… What was it you hadn’t eaten?”

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Although the noodles should have been white, this bowl’s noodles were half white and half black. There were black things pressed onto the noodles, which might have been vegetables and eggs, though it was hard to tell.

Fang Chaozhou had put nearly all his remaining energy into cooking for Xue Danrong. After finishing the noodles, he began to feel tired, but in his hazy state of mind, he knew he was celebrating someone’s birthday, so he fought the urge to sleep.

The young man in a snow-white robe sitting across from him saw the steaming bowl of Longevity noodles in front of him. His hand beside him trembled slightly. He gazed at the noodles without moving, appearing somewhat lost.

Seeing that he remained motionless, Fang Chaozhou turned his head slightly to check the hourglass. With bleary eyes, he stared for a while, until he could make out the time on the hourglass.

There was still half an hour left before today would end.

“Quick, eat up, or the time will pass.” Fang Chaozhou urged, then stifled a small yawn with his sleeve.

Xue Danrong, upon hearing Fang Chaozhou’s urging, slowly raised his hand and took hold of the chopsticks on the bowl. His movements while eating the noodles were slow, but he never stopped.

Fang Chaozhou, initially feeling drowsy, was inexplicably drawn to Xue Danrong’s eating actions. He widened his bleary eyes, staring straight at the other person, curious to know if he would actually bite through the noodles.

Although it was said that the longevity noodles couldn’t be bitten through, very few could actually achieve this.

He stared and stared, so much so that Xue Danrong finished the whole bowl of noodles, not only that, but he also drank all the soup. There was nothing left in the bowl, and the noodles weren’t broken.

Upon seeing this, Fang Chaozhou couldn’t help but applaud. “Impressive.” After a pause, he pushed up from the table, supporting himself, “I’m heading back now.”

Xue Danrong wiped his lips with a handkerchief and upon hearing Fang Chaozhou’s words, he also stood up immediately. He looked at Fang Chaozhou, the typically cold phoenix-like eyes now devoid of coldness, only cautiousness remaining.

“It’s been a long time since someone has celebrated my birthday with me.” There seemed to be a hint of choking in his voice. “Could you stay for tomorrow?”

The tipsy Fang Chaozhou decided to stay.

He sat by the side of the hot spring pool, his intoxicated eyes gazing at the stars above. The hot spring was enclosed by a barrier, shielding them from the cold wind outside but not the blanket of starlight.

Suddenly, Fang Chaozhou furrowed.

He felt himself being lifted slightly.

A vague awareness suddenly flashed through his hazy mind. He seized onto that piece of information. “I… I have classes tomorrow. If I don’t go, I’ll be punished.”

“You won’t be punished this time.” The other person’s low, husky voice entered his ears.

The next day, Fang Chaozhou slept through his morning classes and woke up in the afternoon. When he woke up, he was still a bit dazed, hugging the blanket as he sat on the bed in a daze, until the brown chicken came in.

“You’re awake. Do you have a headache?” The brown chicken hopped onto the bed, looking at the still dazed Fang Chaozhou.

After a moment, Fang Chaozhou shook his head. “No headache.”

“It’s good if you’re not in pain, but is it okay that you missed your morning classes today?” the brown chicken continued.

Fang Chaozhou pursed his lips, lay back down, and covered his head with the blanket. His voice came from beneath the covers, “It’s fine. Someone will help me get an excuse.”

The brown chicken was somewhat surprised. “Who?”

Having gotten quite drunk last night, even though it was fruit wine, it had drunk three large jugs of it. So, after coming back, it had fallen asleep in a tipsy state, not knowing anything and not knowing when Fang Chaozhou had returned to the room. Anyway, when it woke up this morning, Fang Chaozhou was already in bed.

Fang Chaozhou’s face under the blanket gradually turned red. “Don’t worry, go out and have fun.”

Although he didn’t remember everything from last night, he remembered half of it. By the latter half, he was mostly sober, so when he saw the swaying hibiscus noodles in front of him, he jolted and accidentally dirtied Xue Danrong’s abdomen.

While helping Xue Danrong wipe himself clean, Fang Chaozhou didn’t know where to look. This was the first time he had done something like this without external help, and it really hurt his sense of masculinity.

So afterward, Fang Chaozhou stubbornly refused to stay in Zhichun Island any longer. Xue Danrong had to help him put on his clothes and, going against the sect’s rules, use his sword to send Fang Chaozhou back.

When standing on the flying sword, Fang Chaozhou’s legs were a bit weak, but he still managed to stand.

At his courtyard, Fang Chaozhou took a couple of steps forward and heard a voice from behind.

“I’m about to undergo the Thunder Tribulation.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Chaozhou couldn’t help but halt his steps and turn to look at the speaker.

The teacher for sword techniques class was no longer Xue Danrong; it had been replaced by another senior disciple who was more composed. Even though the outer sect disciples were afraid of Xue Danrong, they felt disappointed when they found out there was a new teacher.

Although several days had passed since the switch of teachers, everyone was still discussing the matter.

“Exactly as I thought, Xue-shixiong wouldn’t teach us. He probably thought it was fun, so he taught us a few classes.”

“I think so too. Xue-shixiong probably got tired of it and stopped coming.”

Hearing these words, Fang Chaozhou couldn’t help but refute them in his heart.

Nonsense, it was clear that Xue Danrong was the one undergoing the Thunder Tribulation and couldn’t come. Everyone was just making baseless speculations.

As Fang Chaozhou was about to refute, someone suddenly burst into the room. “Something’s wrong!”

“What’s going on?” someone immediately asked.

The person who rushed in came up to them, panting. “Do you all know that Supervisor Xiang asked for leave a few days ago?”

“Yes, what about it?”

“I heard that Supervisor Xiang didn’t just ask for leave, but he disappeared. They didn’t tell us outer sect disciples because they were afraid it might cause panic.”

Upon hearing the news of Xiang Yuan’s disappearance, Fang Chaozhou was momentarily stunned.

At the same time, another person rushed in. “Something’s wrong!”

“We already know,” the others said.

The person looked puzzled, and it took a while before they said, “How did you know that the people from Fengyue An are here so quickly? I just received the information.”

“Ah? People from Fengyue An are here?” The crowd’s eyes widened in astonishment.

In a side hall.

A young woman in red sat at the lower left corner of the main seat, holding a tea lid and lightly tapping the edge of the teacup. Her beautiful eyes gazed absentmindedly at the cup in her hand. She put down the cup with a half-smile, looked towards the main seat, and spoke softly.

“I should have come to visit earlier, but unfortunately, there were many trivial matters at home, and my mother has just passed a difficult stage in her cultivation and needs someone to take care of her. That’s why I only managed to come today.”

Elder Si Zhifeng who sat at the main seat heard this and quickly waved his hand. “It’s no problem. Lianyi, it’s a great fortune for our Tian Shui Sect that you can come. After you go back, please give my regards to your mother.”

This sentence made another elder sitting nearby immediately furrow his brow.

Seeing a junior like this, there was no need for both elders to come, but he knew that Old Lin, that old man, always got especially excited whenever people from Fengyue An came. He would insist on receiving them personally. Especially when the former head of Fengyue An came, he couldn’t even hide his excitement, not looking a bit like an elder.

At this moment, the young woman sitting in the side hall was precisely Song Lianyi from Fengyue An. Two years ago, she had succeeded the position of head of Fengyue An, becoming the new head. Under her management, Fengyue An had expanded considerably in just two years. Now, it seemed to be gradually catching up with the Abyssal Soul Sect.

The rumors in the streets had it that since Song Lianyi succeeded her mother, the relationship between Fengyue An and Abyssal Soul Sect had been deteriorating, reaching a point where the two sides were nearly irreconcilable.

Upon hearing the words of Elder Si Zhifeng, Song Lianyi’s smile deepened. “Of course, aside from the necessary formalities, my mother also asked me to bring something extra for you, Uncle Si.”

At this point, she glanced at the maid behind her. As soon as her beautiful face turned away from the people of Tian Shui Sect, her smile vanished instantly.

Understanding the signal, the maid immediately came forward, holding a brocade box.

When the fourth elder saw the brocade box in the maid’s hands, his eyes lit up. If it wasn’t for the fifth elder next to him giving a heavy cough, he would have eagerly taken the box and opened it.

“You’ve just brought a bunch of gifts, why more gifts? Yuncheng, put the gifts away.” The fourth elder sent a signal to his disciple behind him with a look.

Seeing that the gifts were taken, Song Lianyi lightly brushed the embroidered sleeve with a motif of peonies with her fingertips. She then interlocked her two hands and placed them on her lap, her posture exuding grace. “Uncle Si, actually, I have something to discuss this time.”

Fourth elder had just received some additional gifts, so he was in a good mood. This was his own personal share, and the old man beside him didn’t have any. “Lianyi, feel free to speak your mind. Uncle Si is all ears…”

Before he could finish, the fifth elder next to him directly struck him with a spell. The strike was silent, and no one noticed, but the fourth elders’ face instantly turned red.

He clenched the armrest of his seat, forcefully changing the sentence he had started. “Uncle Si is willing to listen.”

In Song Lianyi’s eyes, a hint of displeasure flashed, but she didn’t show it on her face. She still smiled sweetly. “Uncle Si treats me well, just as my mother said.” She lowered her gaze, as if shy. “Actually, there’s something difficult for me to bring up. I’m no longer young, and I’m still unmarried. I thought of finding a suitable partner here in Tian Shui Sect.”

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The academy.

“The new head of Fengyue An is planning to form an alliance with Tian Shui Sect and find a partner here. I heard that this time, in order to encourage us to sign up, there are no restrictions on status, cultivation level, or aptitude.” The speaker suddenly clenched their fists with both hands and looked upward. “It would be great if I could be chosen.”

Someone couldn’t help but deflate their enthusiasm. “Stop daydreaming. Even though they say there are no restrictions, in reality, the head of the sect won’t even consider us outer sect disciples. And don’t you know the customs of Fengyue An? They say they’re looking for partners, but in reality, they’re not. Their people only want children, and they only want girls. As soon as a girl is born, they immediately separate. Plus, to have children with exceptional aptitude, they only choose outstanding men. Look at us, we’re just a bunch of misfits, not even worthy of consideration.”

“Not everyone is a misfit. Among us, there are those who can stand out.” The speaker’s gaze swept around and suddenly locked eyes with Fang Chaozhou, who had been silently observing.

“Fang Zhuo! Yes, Fang Zhuo is fine. While Fang Zhuo’s appearance might be a bit different, he is not only a single spiritual root cultivator, but he has also already built his foundation. His singing and dancing skills are excellent. I believe the Abbess Song could take an interest in Fang Zhuo.”

As he said this, everyone’s gaze turned towards Fang Chaozhou.

Fang Chaozhou glanced around and shielded his face with a textbook on the table. “Don’t look at me, I… I am already engaged.”

“Fang Zhuo, you got engaged without telling us? Come on, spill the beans. Is your future wife pretty?” The crowd started gossiping again.

“A rustic woman from the countryside, extremely plain-looking, not educated at all,” Fang Chaozhou said calmly, “She’s only good at being jealous and causing trouble.”

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