Chapter 261-262 On How to Conquer System Fairies and Make Them Your Wives 261-262 |
De Xian Restaurant.
A renowned establishment in Ziqing Province, frequented by both mortals and cultivators.
On the second floor, in a private room, the members of the Yu Alliance were feasting and drinking merrily.
Luo Xiaoxiao was the most enthusiastic, his chubby face smeared with grease as he devoured a chicken leg.
Hu Li was drinking with the others, while Si Qing sat quietly, sipping her fruit wine, a melancholic expression on her face.
“Qingqing,” Luo Xiaoxiao approached her, “why do you look so sad?”
Si Qing shook her head silently.
Hu Li, noticing her mood, also came over. “Qingqing, if someone upset you, tell us, and we’ll get revenge for you!”
“Yeah! Even if we can’t beat them, we have Big Sister!”
“…I’m fine.”
Hu Li and Luo Xiaoxiao exchanged glances.
For these teenage boys, comforting a girl was a daunting task.
“Why did Big Sister suddenly decide to treat us to dinner at De Xian Restaurant?” Luo Xiaoxiao said, trying to change the subject. “Maybe she has something to celebrate?”
“What could she possibly be celebrating?” Hu Li asked, confused. “Did she beat up another Sect Master? Or maybe she found a treasure trove of spirit stones? Or maybe she had a breakthrough?”
They tried to sound cheerful and engaging, hoping to pique Si Qing’s interest.
But she remained quiet, her eyes downcast.
They also lost their enthusiasm and sat beside her silently.
“Qingqing, why do you think Big Sister is treating us to dinner?”
“Big Sister is right there,” Si Qing said, her gaze averted. “Why don’t you ask her yourself?”
The two boys looked at each other, then ran over to Yu Ling.
“Big Sister! Why—”
Before they could finish their question, Yu Ling grabbed them excitedly.
“Have you seen Chen Yin?”
Hu Li and Luo Xiaoxiao shook their heads.
“That brat…” Yu Ling frowned.
He had disappeared after their afternoon conversation, as if he had vanished into thin air.
She was suddenly worried.
…Although his words from that afternoon still echoed in her ears,
His sudden disappearance made her realize how little she actually knew about him.
He was always so quiet and reserved,
Silently watching her from the sidelines, always there when she turned around, his presence a constant comfort.
But if he disappeared, she wouldn’t even notice.
Yu Ling had never felt this uneasy before.
That brat, I’ll teach him a lesson when he gets back. She thought to herself.
Finally, as the feast was nearing its end, and everyone was happily drunk, Chen Yin appeared at the doorway.
Yu Ling immediately grabbed him by the collar.
“You brat!”
She frowned at him, her voice sharp. “Where have you been?!”
Chen Yin chuckled awkwardly.
“Just some… errands…”
“What kind of errands require you to hide from Big Sister?”
“Would you believe me if I said I was rereading my favorite erotic novels?”
Yu Ling: “?”
She didn’t understand what he meant, but he had already pushed her towards the others.
“Come on, let’s drink!”
The teenagers swarmed around her, offering her more wine.
Chen Yin, finally free, wandered through the crowd, his gaze fixed on a particular person.
—
Feng Xiangling had also been looking for someone.
At the beginning of the feast, he had suddenly remembered something he wanted to discuss with his father.
But he couldn’t reach him through their usual communication methods.
So he had been searching for him, wondering if he was waiting somewhere nearby.
But his father never appeared.
Did he leave already? He wondered.
He dismissed the thought, assuming his father had already left Ziqing Province.
He turned his attention to Yu Ling.
…Father said her “Forgotten Everlasting Heart Sutra” is a remarkable technique. If I can copy it, it would be a great contribution to our family.
Feng Xiangling didn’t understand what this “great contribution” meant.
He had always obeyed his family’s orders without question.
Even joining the Yu Alliance and following Yu Ling had been his family’s decision.
They had ordered him to get close to her and copy her technique.
Although he genuinely liked her.
He admired her talent, her brilliance that eclipsed everyone else, her carefree and unrestrained spirit.
But he had buried those feelings deep within his heart.
He knew his father was right.
She would never look at him.
Even a ten-year-old newbie was more appealing to her.
She smiled more around Chen Yin than she had in the past few years combined.
Feng Xiangling finally accepted the truth.
He buried his feelings and obeyed his family’s orders.
As the crowd around Yu Ling cheered and offered her more wine, he made his way towards her.
He had to act normal, offer her a toast, and then find a way to challenge her to a spar,
So he could copy her technique.
But as he approached her, a voice he didn’t want to hear interrupted him.
“Brother Feng, are you also here to toast Big Sister?”
Feng Xiangling felt a chill run down his spine and turned around.
Chen Yin’s youthful face, his eyes wide and innocent, stared back at him.
“Ah…” Feng Xiangling’s words died in his throat.
…He didn’t dare speak.
He didn’t know how much this boy had overheard that afternoon.
And although Chen Yin seemed harmless, he knew he was hiding something.
That terrifying swordsman alone was enough to make him wary.
He had to be careful. Who knew what kind of protective measures that swordsman had given him?
He decided to wait for a better opportunity and said with a forced smile, “No, I was just going to have a drink with everyone.”
“Oh.” Chen Yin nodded and smiled.
“Let’s go together then.”
“Ah… no, I’ve had enough to drink… I’ll go back to my room now.”
Feng Xiangling quickly excused himself and left, Chen Yin’s gaze following him.
The innocent smile faded from Chen Yin’s face.
…Feng Xiangling had no idea…
…that the reason he couldn’t contact his father was because the “white-clad swordsman” had already paid him a visit.
Unfortunately, his father had been tight-lipped.
And in a desperate attempt to protect his family’s secrets, he had even attacked, hoping to take the swordsman down with him.
He had been severely injured and had fled back to his family’s province.
Chen Yin knew that he had placed all his hopes on Feng Xiangling, willing to sacrifice himself to protect their secrets.
But Feng Xiangling was a member of the Yu Alliance.
Without any leverage, Chen Yin couldn’t expose him to Yu Ling.
…He would have to keep a close eye on him. He made a mental note of Feng Xiangling and his System.
He wondered what kind of deal they had made.
—
As the feast drew to a close, most of the teenagers were drunk. Hua Yulian and a few others were helping them back to their rooms.
Chen Yin was about to go and retrieve Yu Ling, who was practically drowning in a wine jar, when someone stopped him.
It was Si Qing.
She was also slightly drunk, her cheeks flushed, her eyes fixed on him with a strange intensity.
Chen Yin dreaded this moment.
He didn’t want to hurt her, but he also didn’t want to lead her on.
Before he could figure out what to say, she spoke first.
“Chen Yin, tell me the truth.”
“What did you say to Big Sister this afternoon?”
Chen Yin hesitated, then decided to be honest.
“I told her I would marry her,” he said calmly, his gaze steady.
Si Qing swayed slightly, her eyes wide with shock.
She had dreamed of hearing those words from him,
But with her name in place of Yu Ling’s.
Chen Yin had expected her to cry, to storm off in a fit of rage and heartbreak.
But she didn’t.
She just lowered her head and pressed a small pendant into his hand.
“I wish you happiness,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly, her eyes red-rimmed, “but… I still want you to have this.”
“What is this?”
“A memento of my… affection. .”
“…Don’t lose, don’t forget?” Chen Yin chuckled wryly.
“No.”
Si Qing looked up at him,
Her eyes filled with a bittersweet sadness.
“…Read and burn.”
Night had fallen.
Most of the lights in De Xian Restaurant had been extinguished, and the private room where the Yu Alliance had feasted was a mess.
Chen Yin sat in the darkness, staring at the pendant Si Qing had given him, lost in thought.
…He admired her courage.
The courage to give him a memento of her affection, a memento meant to be destroyed, a silent confession of a love that was never meant to be.
Read and burn.
So humble, yet so resolute.
Afraid of leaving even a trace of her feelings behind, yet still wanting him to know, just once, before they vanished like smoke.
If he wasn’t in the past, a thousand years before his time, he might not have been able to refuse her.
But he didn’t belong here.
Someone was waiting for him, in his own time.
He didn’t know how Master had sent him to the past,
But she wouldn’t keep him here forever.
He would return eventually.
Making promises he couldn’t keep would only hurt her more.
It was better to let this unrequited love remain a precious memory.
He carefully put the pendant away and began searching for Yu Ling.
He found her slumped against a table, surrounded by broken wine jars, the air thick with the smell of alcohol.
Her cheeks were flushed, her dress slightly disheveled, her lips moving softly as she murmured his name.
Chen Yin sighed and carried her to a room on the top floor.
Yu Ling’s arms were wrapped around his neck, her face buried in his chest.
“Mmm… where… are we going…?”
“To bed. Where else?”
“Let’s… drink some more…” she mumbled.
Chen Yin chuckled and placed her on the bed, then lit a candle.
“Aren’t you tired of drinking?”
“No!”
She sat up and whined, her arms flailing playfully.
“I’m happy today!”
“Coincidentally,” Chen Yin said, fetching a basin of water and a towel, “so am I.”
“Why… are you happy…?”
“Because I’m about to consummate my marriage with the woman I love.”
“Marriage…”
Yu Ling suddenly shivered, her mind clearing slightly.
“M-marriage?”
“Yes, our wedding night.”
Chen Yin looked at her, puzzled. “Didn’t I tell you I was going to marry you? Why else would we be having such a fancy dinner?”
Yu Ling stared at him, her face turning crimson as she realized what he meant by “rereading my favorite erotic novels.”
“You… you consider this our wedding feast?”
“What else would it be?” Chen Yin blinked innocently.
“But… I-I didn’t expect it to be so soon!”
“It’s the same sooner or later. Might as well enjoy it now.”
He finished wiping her face and started preparing the bed.
Yu Ling, now completely sober, scrambled to the head of the bed, her eyes wide with alarm.
“W-wait!”
She stammered, “Isn’t this… too soon?”
“I told you I’m going to marry you. What’s the difference?”
Chen Yin touched his nose. “Are you worried I’ll abandon you?”
“Of course not! You wouldn’t dare abandon Immortal Yu Ling!”
“Then what are you afraid of?”
“I…” Yu Ling couldn’t find the words, her face burning with embarrassment.
“And… you’re still too young! This kind of thing is bad for your health! Wait until you’re older—”
Before she could finish her sentence, Chen Yin had already removed his shirt.
Yu Ling’s words died in her throat.
Her eyes were fixed on him, her gaze unwavering, her throat dry.
“I’m not that young,”
Chen Yin said seriously, “you can check if you don’t believe me.”
He wasn’t lying.
He had spent years cultivating in Ephemeral Mountain, where time flowed differently.
He was almost the same age as Yu Ling now.
Perhaps he wasn’t fully developed yet, but he was more than enough for her.
Seeing him about to remove his pants, Yu Ling quickly covered her face with her hands, her cheeks burning.
“Stop! Stop it!”
But she couldn’t resist peeking through her fingers.
…He was…
…actually quite… grown up.
Even after he got into bed, Yu Ling still couldn’t quite believe it was happening.
She felt like she was still drunk, her mind hazy.
Wait.
How did this happen?
I’m about to… lose my virginity?
“What’s wrong? Aren’t you going to undress, Big Sister?” Chen Yin asked innocently.
“I…” Yu Ling stammered, her face crimson, “I-I prefer sleeping in my clothes.”
That’s a lie.
She had no idea what she was saying.
“I see.”
Chen Yin nodded. Clothes were fine too. It added to the excitement.
He lay down beside her.
Yu Ling sat stiffly against the headboard, her body tense, her nerves on edge.
She could feel the warmth of his body beside her, so close she could touch him, but she didn’t dare look at him.
Yet, she couldn’t resist stealing glances at him.
The air in the room was thick with tension and a strange, erotic energy.
Finally, their eyes met, and Chen Yin asked innocently,
“Big Sister, what do we do now?”
“How would I know?!”
Yu Ling’s voice was almost a whine, her eyes filled with a childish panic. “It’s my first time too! What about those erotic novels you were reading? Don’t they have any instructions?!”
“How about… we start with a kiss?”
Before she could react, Chen Yin rolled over and pinned her beneath him.
Yu Ling flinched, her hands instinctively clutching the blankets, her body stiffening.
Seeing her flustered expression, Chen Yin almost chuckled.
…To think…
…that this foul-mouthed, sexually liberated loli granny…
…was once so innocent and pure.
He felt a surge of mischievous satisfaction, as if he was finally getting revenge for all those years of being spanked and hung upside down from a tree.
But his touch was gentle as he cupped her face in his hands.
Yu Ling’s body trembled at his touch, but he continued to caress her face, his movements soft and soothing, like calming a frightened animal.
She gradually relaxed, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears, her lips slightly parted.
Chen Yin heard a soft, almost inaudible moan.
“Be… gentle…” she whispered, her voice barely a breath.
He leaned down and kissed her.
It felt like a raindrop on a hot summer day, cool and refreshing.
The kiss deepened, lingering and passionate.
Chen Yin looked at her, his gaze soft and tender.
She wasn’t as tense anymore.
Her eyes were half-closed, her cheeks flushed, her hair spread out across the pillow, her breath coming in soft gasps.
Her gaze, shy yet filled with a hesitant anticipation, met his.
Her long eyelashes fluttered, as if inviting him to taste the forbidden fruit.
Chen Yin thought this was the most adorable expression he had ever seen on that old loli granny’s face.
“Ready?”
“…Yes.”
“It might hurt a little.”
“I’m Immortal Yu Ling! I don’t even flinch when I lose a limb!”
“Really?”
“Really.” Yu Ling frowned slightly, annoyed by his doubt.
She was Immortal Yu Ling!
She had come this far, she might as well see it through.
She wasn’t losing anything.
But she was annoyed that she was always the one being taken care of, the one being protected.
I’m Immortal Yu Ling! I’m the Big Sister!
If you, a little boy, aren’t afraid, then why should I be?
It’s just losing my virginity. It’s not like I’m going to die.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, her gaze fixed on his.
“Come on.”
“Whoever screams is a dog!”
—
That night, De Xian Restaurant was filled with Yu Ling’s screams.
“Aaaaagh! It hurts! Chen Yin, you bastard, stop moving! Aaaaagh! It hurts so much! I’m not playing anymore!”
“Wuwuwu, I’m sorry! Please stop! I beg you!”
“Help! Someone! He’s a monster! I’m dying!”
A soundproof barrier contained her cries within the room.
From the starlit night to the break of dawn.