Chapter Fifteen: I’m Awesome, and This One is Even More Impressive
“I will kill you.”
Shi Qingyan said this with utmost seriousness.
That gaze made Young Master Sang utterly convinced that if she weren’t captured, his life would definitely be on the line.
Young Master Sang thought for a long time about what kind of terrible luck he had to keep running into such weirdos.
This time, his interrogator was not just any woman; she was a female homosexual.
And she was even interested in his little maid.
Wasn’t this just the funniest thing ever?
“Uh, I don’t know how you know Little Ying.”
Young Master Sang cleared his throat, “But you don’t have to worry; Little Ying is doing just fine at my place.”
“You’re talking nonsense!”
Shi Qingyan’s beautiful eyes were nearly crimson with fury.
Her voice was thick with resentment as she spat, “You must have brainwashed her in some way!”
“Little Ying… she’s such a decent person… how could she possibly fall into the demon path?”
Honestly, Young Master Sang didn’t know Zhang Xiaoying very well to begin with.
He wasn’t part of the Qing Ning Hall. He’d only seen her a few times during morning classes and gatherings.
He had heard of her, but they had no real connection.
From Shi Qingyan’s tone, it seemed like she was quite familiar with Zhang Xiaoying.
That was a little awkward.
If Zhang Xiaoying really was good friends with her, Young Master Sang would feel a bit bad about making a move.
…
Just kidding.
He was definitely into this kind of vibe.
Shi Qingyan was glaring at Young Master Sang with a heart full of rage.
Suddenly, she noticed a disturbing smile creeping onto his face.
“So, you have a good relationship with Little Ying, huh?”
“You can’t call her by name!” Shi Qingyan snapped, biting her red lip in anger, “You, a despicable demon cultivator, don’t deserve to call her that intimately!”
“Eh, I’ll call her whatever I want, no need to rush.”
Young Master Sang smirked, “After all, she’s my maid. I can call her however I please.”
“You!”
Shi Qingyan was so furious that her beautiful eyes were turning reddish.
“I won’t just call her.”
Young Master Sang slowly walked beside Shi Qingyan, a mischievous grin on his face as he teasingly raised her chin with his fingers.
He could distinctly see that the moment his finger touched her, Shi Qingyan’s body jolted, and a look of extreme disgust flickered across her face.
She even visibly shuddered, like goosebumps popping up.
“I’ll make sure you hear her calling me,”
“…sweetly and happily, ‘Master,'” he teased with a devilish smile.
Shi Qingyan’s breath was trembling.
She fixed her red, teary eyes fiercely on him.
“You seem to really hate it when I touch you?”
Young Master Sang suddenly switched tracks, “Is it that you dislike men?”
He said this while his fingers playfully traced along her cheekbone in a particularly suggestive manner.
Shi Qingyan seemed to be enduring some extreme form of torture, biting her lip until it bled, squeezing her eyes shut, her body subtly shaking.
Cold sweat stuck a few strands of hair messily to her side face, adding a touch of pitiful grace.
“…You better kill me.”
She took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, “Otherwise, I’ll make you suffer the most cruel tortures.”
“You never know if that day will come.”
Young Master Sang chuckled softly, “But at least for now, I have a chance to make you experience all the most painful tortures first.”
“You should think clearly before you speak.”
He reached out and flirtatiously toyed with her hair, “You’re in my hands now. I can treat you however I want.”
“And it’s not just you.”
“This also applies to Zhang Xiaoying.”
Shi Qingyan’s tightly shut eyes flew open.
She silently stared at Young Master Sang, as if all her suppressed emotions were pouring into that gaze.
Young Master Sang was pleased with her reaction.
This was exactly the feeling he was after.
“System, has the affinity level increased?”
【Shi Qingyan Affinity Progress: 5%】
Great.
It really worked.
This was the feeling.
Young Master Sang suddenly realized he was starting to decipher the system’s tricks.
For those stubborn fairies who wouldn’t bow down, you had to hit them hard with some serious stuff.
The more they hated something, the more you had to dangle it in front of them.
Gradually breaking down all their defenses until they fell flat on the ground.
If she hated men, then he should boldly flirt with her a bit.
And since she liked Zhang Xiaoying, he definitely had to show her just how well he and his little maid got along.
Awesome.
That was just the thrill of messing with others.
Young Master Sang felt like he was starting to comprehend this system’s vibe.
But Zhang Xiaoying probably didn’t compare to Yan Rouwan, the heaven-blessed prodigy.
He wondered if there were any task points to gain if he succeeded with her.
If there were, cool. If not, no biggie.
Even if he didn’t, getting Shi Qingyan, the secret guard of the sect, was a major achievement.
Secret guards were no joke compared to the regular disciples like Zhang Xiaoying.
They were the main action branch of the sect, and the secrets she had access to were innumerable.
Once he conquered her, he wouldn’t have to worry about getting promoted and a salary raise.
Thinking about all this, Young Master Sang couldn’t help but smile slightly.
After chatting with the system for a bit, he felt like he was getting the hang of it and nodded in satisfaction.
“Fairy Shi, I’m not going to pressure you.”
“Just think carefully about whether you want to accept my proposal.”
With that, he ignored Shi Qingyan’s resentful glare and walked straight out of the dungeon.
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Of course, he wasn’t off the clock.
He made a turn and headed to the adjacent cell.
This one held another heavyweight figure.
If he were to conquer this person, he’d probably receive praise from even Sect Leader Hua Jianglian herself.
The current Sect Leader’s daughter of the Water Moon Sect.
Si Jingzhu.
Si Jingzhu was completely different from Shi Qingyan. Since Young Master Sang had captured her, she showed no signs of expression.
She just sat there quietly, unmoving.
Her wrists, slightly swollen from the handcuffs, contrasted with her snow-white skin, making her look particularly pitiful.
Even now, when Young Master Sang entered the dungeon, Si Jingzhu remained entirely unresponsive.
She merely lifted her head to glance at Young Master Sang.
After a moment, before he could even speak, she smirked disdainfully.
“Use whatever tricks you have up your sleeve.”
“I don’t believe I could lose to you.”
Young Master Sang didn’t bother replying.
To be honest, he still had a bit of a grudge against Si Jingzhu.
Though Young Master Sang felt he had come to terms with the past and embraced a new life.
But now, Si Jingzhu was defenseless and pitiably vulnerable in front of him.
Saying that he had no desire for revenge would be a lie.
It’s just not as intense as it used to be.
Young Master Sang couldn’t be bothered to probe her verbally; he directly asked in his mind:
“System, what’s the verdict on her?”
【Si Jingzhu, Upper-level Nascent Soul. Has a penchant for torment and abuse.】
Young Master Sang: “?”
This was the second time today he found himself asking that question internally.
Wow. This was indeed a heavyweight.
If the system hadn’t said it, he wouldn’t have noticed.
Turns out, beneath her calm gaze, there seemed to be a faint thread of excitement and fervor hidden away.
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