Chapter 17: There's No Need to Belittle Yourself

Shen Qinghe had already entered meditation, unaware that Xiao Chen was close at hand, watching her intently.

Xiao Chen also didn't know why he wanted to look at this face, probably because she was too beautiful.

The girl's skin was so white it was nearly transparent, her lips shaped like petals, as if stained with blood, lusciously attractive, making him want to take a bite...

Realizing what he was thinking, he stepped back two paces, a self-loathing sentiment stirring aggression within him.

Suddenly, he grabbed Shen Qinghe's throat, thinking that if she were dead, she wouldn't make him lose control again. He disliked this feeling.

Xiao Chen's grip grew tighter and tighter, causing Shen Qinghe's breath to falter; she woke with a start from her meditation, meeting Xiao Chen's eyes filled with a cold, murderous intent.

Only then did she realize her throat was being viciously clutched by Xiao Chen. She started hitting the back of his hand, "Let, let go, I..."

At this moment, she was certain that Xiao Chen harbored the intent to kill her.

Xiao Chen, locking eyes with Shen Qinghe's fear-filled beautiful eyes, quickly regained his senses and realized what he was doing. He hurriedly let go of his hold on Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe backed away uncertainly several steps, once again feeling that the content in the book was true. Whether it was Xiao Chen or Yan Changsheng, they were the crazed male protagonists in the book. Apart from Nan Sheng, whom they loved to the extreme, everyone else seemed like ants in their eyes, expendable at any moment.

Seeing the fear in Shen Qinghe's eyes, Xiao Chen's heart tightened. He wanted to say he didn't intend to take her life, but as he tried to approach her, she retreated like a frightened bird, stepping back several steps until she hit the barrier, with no way out.

Xiao Chen stared at Shen Qinghe for a while, then said in a hoarse voice, "Go away, don't bump into me again in the future."

No sooner had he spoken than the barrier behind Shen Qinghe opened.

Shen Qinghe ran out of the barrier in a panicked fashion, nearly colliding with Nan Sheng.

Nan Sheng had been on guard outside all night. Seeing Shen Qinghe run out in such a fluster, she blocked Shen Qinghe's path. Then she noticed the striking finger marks on Shen Qinghe's neck, which were startling to behold.

"What did you do to Brother Xiao?!" Nan Sheng demanded angrily.

Shen Qinghe found it ridiculous.

She had almost died at Xiao Chen's hands, yet Nan Sheng was asking her what she did to Xiao Chen. With her early Foundation Establishment stage cultivation base, what could she possibly do to a Nascent Soul Cultivator?

"Go ahead and say it. What did you do with Brother Xiao all night? Did you, did you..." Nan Sheng couldn't bear to imagine such a scene.

She was not ignorant of the matters between men and women. Sometimes, when she and Changsheng felt deeply for each other, they would naturally engage in intimate behaviors. Although Changsheng usually had a cold demeanor, he was passionate about her, and in his fervor, he would sometimes accidentally leave marks on her body.

The finger marks on Shen Qinghe's neck were clearly made by a man's hand.

Xiao Chen was known as a gentleman and was usually so gentle. When had he ever lost control for a woman?

From the moment she first saw Xiao Chen, she felt that he wasn't as harmless as he appeared to be on the surface; she believed she and Xiao Chen were kindred spirits, mad to the core.

She hoped that one day she could tear off Xiao Chen's gentle facade and make him lose control for her.

Unfortunately, Xiao Chen did lose it today, but it was for another woman.

"You're overthinking it. Big Senior Brother asked me to stay away from him in the future," said Shen Qinghe as she pushed Nan Sheng aside and tried to leave.

But Nan Sheng, as if driven mad, clutched her wrist tightly, "Tell the truth, did you seduce Brother Xiao, did he, did he do something to you?"

Shen Qinghe found it laughable.

What kind of book had this author written? There wasn't a single normal character, including Nan Sheng, the female protagonist, who was also mad.

She wanted to leave, but Nan Sheng was clinging to her, not allowing her to go.

Just as they were entangled, Yan Changsheng arrived.

As soon as she saw Yan Changsheng, Nan Sheng immediately complained, "Brother Changsheng, you've arrived just in time. Qinghe, in order to get revenge on Brother Changsheng, actually seduced Brother Xiao. They were together all last night; who knows what they were up to..."

Shen Qinghe looked at Nan Sheng incredulously, at a loss for words.

Yan Changsheng looked at Shen Qinghe with suspicion, to which Shen Qinghe tried to clarify, "She's overthinking it, I have nothing to do with Big Senior Brother—"

The next moment, Nan Sheng suddenly tore open the neckline of her clothing, letting Yan Changsheng see the finger marks on her neck, "This is the evidence..."

Shen Qinghe swung Nan Sheng's hand away with force and smiled with a hint of mockery, "What does my relationship with Big Senior Brother have to do with you? Is Big Senior Brother your man? If I recall correctly, you fancy Second Senior Brother, right? Indeed, Big Senior Brother even kissed you yesterday, and you didn't shy away. This indicates that while you like Second Senior Brother, you also care about Big Senior Brother. Nan Sheng, you really have a liking for many men."

This woman truly intends to collect both Xiao Chen and Yan Changsheng into her harem, wanting a touch of every outstanding man of the heavens.

She turned to look at Yan Changsheng, only to find him staring intently at her neck.

She hurriedly pulled her neckline together to cover the finger marks on her neck.

Yan Changsheng averted his gaze, attempting to dismiss the scene he had just witnessed, but perhaps because her skin was too pale, the marks Xiao Chen left on her neck appeared even more startling.

In his view, Shen Qinghe seemed guilty, as if trying to cover up something even more incriminating.

Shen Qinghe was just thinking about leaving this damned place when suddenly Yan Changsheng seized her arm. His grip was so strong it felt like he could dislocate her arm at any moment.

"I wonder if Second Senior Brother has any further instructions?" Shen Qinghe asked calmly.

Yan Changsheng himself didn't know why he had stopped Shen Qinghe. He stared at the covered part of her neck, his expression indifferent, "You don't need to debase yourself by seducing Big Senior Brother."

Shen Qinghe was not surprised at all that Yan Changsheng quickly found her guilty; after all, Nan Sheng's words were more powerful than any imperial edict.

She just felt that the world was too crazy, none of the protagonists were thinking straight.

"Yes, Second Senior Brother is right. May I leave now?" Shen Qinghe replied indifferently.

"I have wronged you. If you have any grievances, direct them at me; there is no need to drag Big Senior Brother into this..."

Before Yan Changsheng could finish speaking, Shen Qinghe suddenly struck his chest with her palm.

Yan Changsheng was caught off guard by Shen Qinghe's attack. He was pushed back several steps by the blow, only then belatedly remembering that Shen Qinghe was no longer a powerless mortal girl, she was now a cultivator.

Shen Qinghe had no intention of prolonging the fight; she quickly distanced herself from these lunatics and disappeared in an instant.

She returned to the Simple Residence Courtyard, thinking that being away from the protagonists would keep her away from trouble. However, news about her spread throughout the Sky Pole Sect.

Shen Zhiyao rambled on and on, finally getting to the point, "They're saying that you knew Big Senior Brother also fancied Nan Sheng, and in order to get back at Second Senior Brother, you seduced Big Senior Brother last night and spent the night at the Spring Breeze Pavilion. People also say that when Big Senior Brother got up in the morning and saw that you had taken advantage of him, he became furiously embarrassed and tried to kill you..."

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Qinghe: A bunch of lunatics!

Mr. Wuya timidly raises his hand: I'm the normal one...

Qinghe: Scram!