Chapter 4: I Don’t Want to Be This Popular!
As one of the top cultivation sects in this world, the Transcendent Immortal Sect was a sacred place that everyone yearned for. Because several ascenders had emerged from its history, its reputation was immense, and it was faintly regarded as the leader of the righteous path.
After leaving Heavenly Water Peak, Su Yan headed toward the sect’s exit. Although he could ride a flying sword, flight was forbidden within the Transcendent Immortal Sect, so he could only walk on his own two feet.
“Why is flying forbidden? Don’t they know how much trouble this causes me?”
Su Yan felt extremely troubled. Because of his demonic beauty and his Sacred Body, trouble arose every time he went out.
…
At that moment, before the sect gate, two female disciples were incredibly busy. The Transcendent Immortal Sect was a massive establishment, and a constant stream of people came to seek apprenticeship.
The two of them were responsible for maintaining order, preventing mortals without aptitude from entering and disturbing the peace of the immortal sect.
“I already told them they don’t have the aptitude, but they’re still shamelessly trying to get in. It’s so annoying.”
“Just say a little less. They’re pitiful enough as it is. After all, who doesn’t want to cultivate?”
“It’s precisely because you have that kind of attitude, being so gentle with them and giving them hope, that my workload has multiplied several times over.”
Outside the sect gate, the two female disciples were chatting idly.
“If it weren’t for the spirit stone reward, I would never do such a thankless job.”
The female disciple grumbled, then her eyes glanced to the side, and her mouth fell open in surprise.
Her companion was curious and asked, “What’s wrong with you? Are you okay?”
The gatekeeping disciple pointed, her face flushing red as she said, “It’s Junior Brother Yan! I see Junior Brother Yan!”
“What? Junior Brother Yan?”
At these words, all the nearby female disciples turned their gazes in the direction she was pointing.
There, on the stone steps shrouded in clouds and mist, a handsome young man in green robes was slowly walking over.
His hair was jet-black and soft, his nose was elegant and straight, and his lips were a tender, vivid pink.
The youth’s face was unforgettably beautiful. The corners of his lips were turned up in a faint curve, giving people a feeling as refreshing as a spring breeze.
A light smile appeared on Su Yan’s face as a series of excited voices reached his ears.
“Ah, it’s the little junior brother from Heavenly Water Peak! I see him!”
“Little Junior Brother is just as handsome as the rumors say! That face, those legs, that waist… Ah, I’m going to die.”
“I heard Little Junior Brother has a natural Sacred Body. I didn’t believe it before, but look at him now—his skin is so tender and smooth, it’s like it’s glowing. How could a mortal have such a divine aura? I believe it now!”
“I heard his physique is special, and marrying him can save you several hundred years of hard work. If only I could win the beauty’s hand…”
“You think you’re worthy of having ideas about Little Junior Brother? He’s not a man you can covet!”
“I was just thinking about it! Can’t a girl even dream?”
“I really don’t know who’s going to get lucky in the end!”
“…”
Every single one of these comments reached Su Yan’s ears. The smile on his face didn’t change, but his mood grew steadily worse.
Every time he walked through the sect, he was inevitably sized up and discussed. Although his senior sisters were all beautiful young women, being stared at by pairs of wolf-like eyes, as if they would pounce and do that to him in the next second—anyone would feel uneasy.
“How did I never realize women were this horny before?”
Su Yan touched his own face. Of course, he understood the reason.
Looks were power, and this was a world where women were superior. It wasn’t strange for this to happen, but the sheer intensity of their passion was unsettling.
As cultivators, nourished by spiritual energy, everyone was handsome or beautiful. So why was he the subject of such adoration?
He found it very strange at first, but later he figured it out. It wasn’t just because of his looks, but more so because of his Sacred Body.
Men will only slow down the speed at which I draw my sword. There were quite a few women who thought this way.
But when a handsome man was combined with a shortcut to power, a chemical reaction immediately occurred. Marrying him was equivalent to getting a cultivation cheat device. Who wouldn’t want such a benefit?
“Logically speaking, my physique should be a secret that not many people know about. Which bastard spread this rumor? If I find out who it was, I’ll make you pay!”
Su Yan was inwardly furious. It was because of these rumors that he became the center of attention wherever he went.
It was still manageable within the sect. Everyone was a senior or junior sister, and no one was better than anyone else. They competed fairly, and whether one could win the beauty’s hand depended on their own abilities.
But outside the sect, things were not so harmonious.
A Pure Yang Sacred Body? Why don’t you come have a nice chat with us, and we’ll measure your length and breadth.
Hearing this, Su Yan’s face had immediately turned green.
Men were already weaker than women. One was more than he could handle; if a group came at him…
He wouldn’t go out! He wouldn’t go out even if they beat him to death!
During that period, the Transcendent Immortal Sect had captured many female thieves, all of whom were women trying to steal a taste of the forbidden fruit and witness the power of the Sacred Body for themselves.
“If my senior sisters hadn’t put the word out that anyone who dared to touch me would be making an enemy of them and would be hunted down relentlessly, I’d probably still be living in constant fear, right?”
Su Yan muttered, his expression turning helpless.
Living under the protection of women, safe and sound only because of his senior sisters—the original owner had been perfectly content with this, but he didn’t think the same way.
“Isn’t this just freeloading off women?”
Su Yan had no choice before, but now that he had his golden finger, he wanted to escape this situation.
He wanted to let others know that he was not to be trifled with. Anyone who wanted to do that with him had to be prepared to pay the price.
So Su Yan thought to himself.
Just then, a graceful and charming young woman descended from the sky.
Seeing him appear here, a trace of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes. She said, “Junior Brother Yan, you’re not staying in the sect. Where are you headed?”
Su Yan looked up. The young woman before him had a face as cold as frost. She held a white jade magic sword, and her long, dark hair was tied up behind her.
She was Senior Sister Qin from Heavenly Bamboo Peak, a disciple of another Peak Lord.
Su Yan said faintly, “I am heading down the mountain on my Master’s orders.”
Qin Yimeng nodded and said, “I see. I thought that seducing the junior sisters in the sect wasn’t enough for you, and that you had a lover outside as well.”
“Senior Sister, what do you mean by that?”
Su Yan was confused. He hadn’t done anything to provoke her. Why was she mocking him?
“You know the reason yourself.”
A look of disgust appeared on Qin Yimeng’s face. When she first met him, she had been attracted to his pure and clean aura and had wanted to get closer to him, only to accidentally discover his true colors.
“Flitting around your senior and junior sisters, dropping subtle hints, making them all think they have a chance. Typical green tea bitch behavior.”
Qin Yimeng’s gaze darkened. It was said that the more beautiful a man was, the more deceitful he would be. Wasn’t the one before her a perfect example?
After hearing this, Su Yan’s head was full of question marks. Green tea? She’s talking about the original owner, right?
To think that ‘he’ had exposed his true nature so early on was truly a bit of a surprise.
