Chapter 259-260 On How to Conquer System Fairies and Make Them Your Wives 249-259-260 |
T/N: The chapter number is correct. A few chapters back, it changed due to a typo in the original raws. I’m not sure if it was the author’s mistake or the original website’s, but you can verify it on their website. I was changing the numbers one by one, but now, to keep the order consistent with the original, I’ll put it as it appears there. It’s just a typo in the number.
Mount Hucheng. Solitary Eagle Sect.
The once peaceful sect was now in chaos, disciples fleeing in panic.
“The little demon is here!”
“Run! Go get Immortal Wangzhe!”
“Hurry, or the Sect Master will be killed!”
The mountain trembled, birds scattering in terror.
The training grounds were in ruins, the portly Sect Master bruised and battered, his face a mask of despair.
“My dear ancestor… we have no quarrel with you! Why are you tormenting us?!”
Yu Ling, dressed in her floral dress, stood before him, her hands on her hips, a look of disdain on her face.
“A Grand Clarity Realm cultivator, afraid of a spar? How embarrassing!”
“But…”
The Solitary Eagle Sect Master was filled with a silent frustration.
This little demon… her strange technique is like an impenetrable shield! My attacks don’t even scratch her, but she hits like a truck! This isn’t a spar, it’s a one-sided beating! Do I look like a fool?
Of course, he didn’t dare say that out loud.
His only hope was that his disciples would quickly find Immortal Wangzhe, who might be able to reason with this little demon.
Until then,
He could only protect his face.
Yu Ling was about to attack again, her fist raised,
When a gentle hand stopped her.
She frowned.
“…What are you doing here?”
“If I don’t stop you, you’ll destroy their entire sect, and then the Yu Alliance will have to pay for the damages.”
Chen Yin looked at her with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.
“They wouldn’t dare,” Yu Ling glared at the Sect Master, who shivered in fear.
“Alright,”
Chen Yin glanced at the destruction around them and sighed. “We’ll discuss this later.”
“No, I won’t.”
Yu Ling turned away and snorted.
“I’ll do what I want. You can’t tell me what to do.”
“Stop it.” Chen Yin’s voice held a hint of reproach.
Yu Ling turned and glared at him.
“Hey, brat,”
“Do you think you’re special just because I haven’t beaten you up yet? I’m the leader of the Yu Alliance! I beat up anyone who disobeys me!”
She threw a punch at him.
Chen Yin didn’t dodge.
Her fist stopped inches from his face.
“…Why didn’t you dodge?” Yu Ling’s face fell.
…Seriously? You’re a Grand Clarity Realm expert attacking a Cloud Ascending Realm cultivator, and you’re asking why he didn’t dodge?
Chen Yin shook his head calmly. “If hitting me will make you feel better, then go ahead.”
“I’m not upset!”
Yu Ling’s voice was unusually loud, as if she was trying to convince herself.
Chen Yin looked at her intently. “Really?”
“Really!”
“You don’t need me?”
“I don’t need anyone! Go away!”
To her surprise, Chen Yin nodded. “Fine.”
He turned and walked away.
The moment he did, Yu Ling felt a pang of loss, a hollowness in her chest.
It was as if a part of her was missing.
The Solitary Eagle Sect Master, still slumped on the ground, looked at her gratefully.
Thank you, whoever you are, hero. I’ll remember your kindness.
In the bustling market at the foot of the mountain…
Chen Yin wandered aimlessly through the crowd.
Yu Ling followed him silently, keeping a distance, her head lowered.
Whenever he turned around, she would quickly look away.
They walked through the entire market like this.
Chen Yin bought candied hawthorns, pastries, ingredients for dinner, and a few jars of wine.
As the sun began to set, and the streets grew quieter, he finally stopped.
Yu Ling also stopped, watching him from afar.
“Hungry?” Chen Yin turned to her.
“…No.”
“But these candied hawthorns are really good.”
Yu Ling fidgeted with her dress, then, before he could react, she snatched the candied hawthorns from his hand with a wave of her hand.
She took a lick. They were sweet.
While she was eating, Chen Yin walked over to her.
She looked like a small, obedient animal, her head lowered.
He reached out, and she flinched, her eyes wide.
“I also have some wine,” he said, holding up the jars.
Yu Ling hesitated, then approached him slowly.
Chen Yin finally got to stroke her hair.
It had been like coaxing a stray cat.
But in his eyes, she was like a stray cat.
No matter how tough she acted in front of others, when she was alone, she became vulnerable and insecure.
Without family or friends, any small act of kindness, any gentle touch, could earn her loyalty and affection.
…Just like him, when he had first arrived in this world, alone and lost.
“Alright,”
“I gave you candied hawthorns and wine.”
“Now, tell me what’s bothering you.” He gently stroked her hair.
Yu Ling, who had been enjoying his touch, suddenly lowered her head, her cheeks flushing slightly.
“I’m in trouble,” she said seriously.
“What kind of trouble?”
“I think I’m in love.”
Chen Yin paused.
“I met someone… and I feel… strange around him. He’s younger than me, but he makes me feel safe. I can’t help but want to rely on him. He’s always so gentle and kind, always there for me when I’m alone, always understanding my little insecurities. But I don’t know if he’s like this with everyone, or if I’m special. I don’t know if this is love. Maybe I’m just enjoying his attention? Maybe I would feel the same way about anyone who treated me like this. But…” she hesitated, “if I don’t like him, then why do I get so jealous when he’s with other girls? Why do I feel so insecure and anxious for no reason? Am I crazy?” She looked at him, her brow furrowed in confusion.
Chen Yin chuckled softly.
“What’s so funny?”
“It reminds me of something.” His eyes softened, and a gentle smile touched his lips. “I’ve been struggling with the same thing lately. I also met a girl. She’s very kind and gentle. She taught me how to cultivate, how to read and write, how to wield a sword and appreciate good wine. She protected me when I was bullied and punished me when I misbehaved. She comforted me during my nightmares. When I was alone and lost in this world, she took me in. I see her as my family, my most precious person, my only weakness. But recently, I’ve realized she’s not as invincible as I thought. She also puts on a brave face, struggles with her own problems, and hides her vulnerabilities, preferring to be alone rather than show weakness. I realized that maybe I should be there for her, just like she was there for me.”
“…I’ve also wondered what would have happened if someone else had found me that day. But there are no ‘what ifs’ in life. Some things are destined to happen.”
“Have you met anyone else who was as kind to you as that boy?”
Yu Ling shook her head.
“Then there’s your answer. Instead of overthinking it, why not just tell him how you feel?”
Yu Ling thought for a moment, then nodded seriously.
“You’re right.”
“So, Chen Yin,” she said, her face suddenly serious, trying to look stern,
“I like you.”
“Will you marry me?”
Chen Yin thought for a moment. “I’m only ten, you know.”
“It’s fine. I can wait.”
“It might be a long wait.”
“I’ll wait, no matter how long. Even a thousand years!” She said, her eyes filled with a fierce determination.
She felt herself being pulled into a warm embrace, a soft fragrance filling her senses, a gentle rain falling on her lips.
As the sun set, casting a warm golden glow over the street, Luo Qiaoqiao and Chen Yin stood embraced, a picturesque scene of young love.
Hidden around the corner, Si Qing watched them, her eyes filled with a mixture of longing and despair.
“…Let’s go,” Hua Yulian’s gentle voice came from behind her, a soft hand resting on her shoulder. “Isn’t this what you wanted to see?”
Si Qing lowered her head, fiddling with the pendant on her dress.
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, “Big Sister finally admitted her feelings. And A-Yin is with the one he loves.”
But it still hurt.
A deep, aching pain in her chest.
She buried her face in her hands, her shoulders shaking slightly.
“Sister Hua… I’m so sad.”
“Silly girl,” Hua Yulian pulled her into a comforting embrace, gently stroking her hair. “If you knew it would hurt, why did you even try? You pushed Big Sister into confessing her feelings, but now you’re heartbroken. It was pointless.”
Si Qing bit her lip. “I… I was just angry.”
Angry at Big Sister.
Angry that she had hesitated and wavered, unsure of her own feelings, while Si Qing had yearned for him silently.
She didn’t know if her anger was directed at Yu Ling, or at herself.
Seeing her silence, Hua Yulian sighed softly.
“There are plenty of fish in the sea. Don’t dwell on it. Perhaps first love is meant to be imperfect, to leave a lasting impression.”
Si Qing remained silent, her head lowered.
Hua Yulian led her away, glancing back at Chen Yin and Yu Ling, a bittersweet smile on her lips.
—
“…I’m hungry.”
“I’m not cooking tonight.”
“What?!” Yu Ling looked up at him, surprised. “You’ve spoiled me! I can’t eat anyone else’s cooking!”
“We’re going to De Xian Restaurant for dinner.”
Chen Yin smiled and pinched her earlobe playfully. “Let me have a day off, okay?”
“Oh…”
Yu Ling nodded obediently, then frowned. “Then what are you going to do if you’re not cooking?”
“Just some errands.”
Chen Yin didn’t elaborate.
His gaze flickered towards a nearby street corner.
Just like Si Qing and Hua Yulian earlier,
Someone was watching them from the shadows.
The figure disappeared the moment Chen Yin looked their way.
—
In a dark alley…
“Why are you so late? Where were you?”
“I…” Feng Xiangling stood there, his usual elegance and composure gone, his hands clutching his fan tightly, his head lowered.
He didn’t say anything.
He had just witnessed his dreams shattering before his very eyes.
His father, standing before him, his expression serious, asked,
“Is what you wrote in your letter true?”
“Yes,”
Feng Xiangling said seriously, “ever since I obtained the Heavenly Dao Fragment, I’ve been trying to unlock its abilities. A few days ago, my System finally acknowledged me. It granted me the ability to copy cultivation techniques and revealed a shocking secret. It said that if we obey its instructions, our family will be protected during the Heavenly Tribulation and achieve immortality.”
His father’s eyes lit up with excitement.
“Excellent! The Heavenly Dao Fragment is a legendary treasure! This is a great opportunity, not just for you, but for our entire clan! You must seize it! The fate of our family rests on your shoulders!”
Feng Xiangling remained silent, his lips pressed together tightly.
Seeing his dejected expression, his father frowned.
“Are you still thinking about that little demon?”
“Father!”
Feng Xiangling said urgently, “She’s not a demon! Big Sister is… she’s an extraordinary woman! I’ve sworn to marry her, and I won’t change my mind!”
“Preposterous!”
His father’s voice boomed like thunder, making Feng Xiangling flinch.
“A mere woman! How can she compare to the legacy of our family?! Remember your duty! Don’t be blinded by lust!”
Feng Xiangling bit his lip, his silence a stubborn defiance.
Seeing his resistance, his father’s tone softened slightly.
“Think carefully, my son. You’ve been so devoted to her, but has she ever shown you any kindness? Has she even looked at you? Women are never satisfied. The more you give them, the less they value you. Once you achieve immortality and ascend, she’ll be begging to marry into our family.”
Feng Xiangling’s eyes flickered, then he lowered his head.
“Yes… I understand.”
“Although that little demon has a terrible personality, she’s undeniably talented.”
His father stroked his beard thoughtfully. “Her ‘Forgotten Everlasting Heart Sutra’ is a remarkable technique. Since you have the ability to copy techniques, why not use it to obtain her Sutra for our family?”
Feng Xiangling nodded obediently.
“Very well.”
His father patted his shoulder. “Don’t take my words too harshly, my son. At your age, it’s easy to be blinded by love. But there are plenty of fish in the sea. What’s so special about one woman? Once you achieve greatness, any woman will be yours for the taking. Think about it carefully.”
He turned to leave, then suddenly stopped.
A small boy stood at the entrance of the alley, a jar of wine in his hand.
His father’s expression changed, and Feng Xiangling exclaimed in surprise,
“Chen… Little Brother Chen? What are you doing here?”
Chen Yin lowered his head shyly, his eyes wide and innocent. “Big Sister asked me to buy some wine. We’re having dinner at De Xian Restaurant tonight. I just bought the wine and saw you here, Brother Feng. What are you doing here?”
Although Feng Xiangling was still nervous, he forced a smile.
“Ah… I just ran into an old friend. We were just chatting.”
“Oh.”
Chen Yin nodded. “Then I’ll see you at dinner.” He turned and left.
Feng Xiangling’s father watched him go, his eyes narrowed dangerously, then said to his son, “Be careful of that boy. And especially that swordsman who protects him. Don’t provoke them until we know who they are.”
Feng Xiangling wasn’t sure how much Chen Yin had overheard, but he seemed oblivious.
“I understand, Father.”
His father nodded and disappeared into the crowd.
Feng Xiangling remained there, deep in thought.
“System, do you think he heard us?”
“Such hesitation will lead to your downfall,” a cold, mechanical voice echoed in his mind. “That boy, and even his so-called invincible swordsman, are nothing compared to the powers of the Upper Realm. Instead of worrying about a child, focus on completing your Plot Record. Then, you can have your revenge. You can make him pay for stealing your woman, injuring your father, and humiliating you.”
Feng Xiangling’s eyes hardened with resolve.
“…I understand.”
—
Chen Yin walked away, the jar of wine in his hand, his childish facade fading, his eyes turning cold and calculating.
…As expected.
These Systems weren’t as simple as they seemed.
Each System had its own consciousness, its own thoughts and emotions.
Even Shen Shuanglian, Xiang’er, Luo Qiaoqiao, Luo Luo, and Qingying’s Systems were all different.
Clearly, Feng Xiangling’s System had made some sort of deal with him.
Chen Yin didn’t know the details,
But he would be wary of Feng Xiangling from now on.
Their conversation had mentioned Master.
If he posed a threat to her…
Chen Yin wasn’t one to show mercy.
He looked around, making sure no one was watching, then slipped into a dark alley.
When he emerged, he was dressed in white robes, a wide-brimmed hat concealing his face.
He adjusted his hat, his figure disappearing into the crowd,
Following the path Feng Xiangling’s father had taken.