6 – Forgiven after serving for a month
No impact, then it’s okay!
Who wouldn’t want an obedient slave girl devoted solely to them? Especially if she was once someone who had “abandoned” him, an old childhood friend.
Combining these two attributes creates a subtle sense of depravity, making one want to bully her!
On the ground, Yan Menger still maintained a posture of a dog begging for affection, her demeanor utterly seductive.
Her smooth, silky hair was pressed beneath her body, and her originally tight-fitting pink dress had been hiked up to her waist, fully exposing her fair and flawless belly.
The young lady’s cheeks were flushed with a drunken rosy hue. She gently bit her lower lip, and her eyes glistened with a thin mist of tears, portraying a defiled appearance.
—So tempting~
Yan Zhenqing cleared his throat, striving not to show any abnormality, for he was now playing this particular role:
“Alright, you get up first.”
“Huh? Oh~”
There was a hint of regret in her tone, but the master’s command was absolute.
Yan Menger swiftly sat up, her moist eyes gazing directly at Yan Zhen, as if awaiting his next order.
“Since you’ve gone this far, I’ll give you a chance…as long as you wear this collar and serve me for a month, I’ll accept your apology.”
“Really? Thank you, cousin. Not just a month, Menger is willing to do it for life~”
Yan Menger was overjoyed, her heart finally at ease.
Indeed, her decision was right. This way, she wouldn’t continue to be neglected by her cousin Yan Zhen.
Although they might not return to their previous relationship, a master-servant relationship wasn’t bad. No, it was even better~
“Hmph, anyone can say sweet words. Being my maid won’t be that simple. Perhaps you won’t last even ten days.”
“Is cousin Yan Zhen planning to make things difficult for Menger?”
As she spoke, a glimmer shone in Yan Menger’s eyes, seeming somewhat eager.
Yan Zhen didn’t notice her peculiar state and feigned indifference:
“Scared? If you’re scared, you can back out now. I’ll allow you to remove the collar, and from then on, we’ll have nothing to do with each other!”
“Menger isn’t scared.” Yan Menger hurriedly said, “Cousin Yan Zhen is both gentle and kind. No matter what he wants to do to Menger, she can accept it.”
“No need to flatter me. I won’t go easy on you!” Yan Zhen maintained his cool persona. “It’s getting late. You should go back now, lest others see and gossip.”
“Understood, cousin. Menger will come again tomorrow.”
Though reluctant, Yan Menger knew the wisdom of taking things step-by-step.
Watching this nominal cousin leave the room with a tray, Yan Zhen’s tense body gradually relaxed.
Turning his childhood friend from bitch into a dog slave was quite enjoyable, but he still couldn’t understand why Yan Menger’s transformation was so drastic, and it didn’t seem like a ploy either.
Oh well, he’d take it one step at a time. How Yan Menger turned out didn’t matter, for she originally had no significant role.
What mattered was the “bride divorce” in three days’ time.
His former fiancée, Huang Fu Wenqing, was no ordinary antagonistic female character but a rather complex one.
After Huang Fu Wenqing came with her sect’s people to forcefully cancel the wedding, the enraged Yan Zhen made a pact with her, agreeing to a decisive battle atop the clouds in two years!
To defeat Huang Fu Wenqing, who surpassed him in all aspects, Yan Zhen diligently cultivated under the guidance of a beautiful senior, enduring hardships and difficulties, gradually tempering a heart befitting a true powerful cultivator!
Two years later, he went as promised and defeated Huang Fu Wenqing in an almost overwhelming manner, resolving this grievance.
One could say that in the early part of the story, defeating Huang Fu Wenqing was his motivation for cultivation!
“Hopefully Huang Fu Wenqing won’t suddenly fall ill like Yan Menger…”
Shaking off the messy thoughts, Yan Zhen returned to his bed and sat cross-legged, entering a cultivation state.
For him, a dimensional traveler, cultivating was a wondrous thing, not feeling dull at all.
The night passed without incident.
As the sky grew bright, Yan Zhen exited his cultivation state and felt his inner energy. As expected, all the Mystic power he cultivated was absorbed by the mysterious crystal on his neck, leaving no feeling of growth.
Although he knew the reason, he couldn’t remove the crystal.
Only after absorbing enough Mystic power would the crystal open, allowing the beautiful senior trapped inside to manifest and, astonished by his talents, take him as her disciple out of gratitude and appreciation for his potential.
After experiencing it personally, Yan Zhen felt admiration for the protagonist in the novel, persisting in daily cultivation for a full three years of “futile effort” before finally persevering. If it were him, he might not even last a year, immediately giving up.
Fortunately, he didn’t start playing the protagonist’s role three years ago.
On second thought, if he let an expert infuse the mysterious crystal with enough Mystic power, would it open prematurely?
This thought emerged and became an itch he couldn’t scratch.
But if the crystal opened prematurely, he’d deviate from the plot again.
Perhaps it’s better not to…
“System, what do you think? Can it be done?”
【……】
“Give me some advice instead of acting like you’re malfunctioning all the time.”
【The host is advised to follow the script in portraying the protagonist. Otherwise, errors may occur for which the system bears no responsibility.】
Hearing the system’s official-sounding response, Yan Zhen immediately felt annoyed.
“Tsk, you always play dead when something happens, and now you’re spouting this nonsense to me?!”
【Please do not defame the system.】
“Then let me ask you, what’s the deal with Yan Menger’s attitude? You’ve been investigating for a day, but have you figured it out?”
【Um, no, not yet.】
“Useless!”
【Wah wah, don’t scold me! The system is trying its best!】
Yan Zhen was done entertaining this broken system.
Apart from being able to claim some rewards, it was utterly useless.
After freshening up, Yan Menger came again, this time with breakfast.
“Good morning, cousin Yan Zhen. Would you like porridge or soy milk for breakfast?”
“Both.”
“I knew you’d say that, so I prepared both.”
“…”
Vegetable and pork porridge with a small dish of salted peanuts and a small dish of refreshing cold dishes, plus a soy milk set with youtiao (deep-fried dough sticks) and steamed buns. The preparation was indeed very thoughtful, and her culinary skills were still excellent, leaving Yan Zhen unable to find any faults.
After eating, Yan Zhen said to Yan Menger:
“Menger, there’s something I need your help with.”
Yan Menger’s eyes brightened slightly:
“What is it? As long as Menger can do it, she will definitely put in her full effort.”
Yan Zhen pulled out the crystal pendant from his clothes:
“Channel your Mystic power into this thing, don’t ask why.”
“Ok, okay.”
Yan Menger was visibly a bit puzzled but still followed Yan Zhen’s instructions, circulating her cultivation at the eighth stage of Mystic Disciple, slowly infusing the translucent beautiful crystal with her inner Mystic power.
As soon as the Mystic power entered it, both Yan Zhen and Yan Menger felt something was amiss.
Bang!
A muffled sound, and the two were simultaneously repelled, successively falling to the ground.
Yan Zhen touched his mouth, feeling a stinging pain, probably swollen.
“Cousin Yan Zhen, are you okay?” Yan Menger was on the verge of tears. “I, I didn’t mean to.”
Yan Zhen waved his hand at her, indicating she shouldn’t take it to heart.
This wasn’t Yan Menger’s fault, but rather the mysterious crystal autonomously rejecting her Mystic power.
