“Master, be good and listen…”
“Master smells so good…”
“Your inner robe was stolen by your disciple… Who can blame me? From the moment I first saw you, I became hopelessly attracted to you. Before I knew it, I wanted to keep you all to myself…”
Beside the clear spring and moss-covered rocks, a low, husky voice murmured continuously beside his ear, though the gentle babbling of the stream made the words difficult to hear.
A large hand around his waist was frighteningly hot, like a branding iron. Shi Qixue was completely lost in a haze, his mind thoroughly overwhelmed by the kisses raining down on him. Only one thought remained in his mind—
Run!
His limbs felt weak and powerless. He struggled desperately with both hands and feet, trying to escape, but someone suddenly grabbed his ankle.
The silver bell tied around it with a red cord swung violently, as though it might fall off at any moment.
“Master can only be mine.”
The possessive voice whispered against his ear.
Through the hazy interplay of light and shadow, Shi Qixue struggled to open his eyes. He could barely make out the ornaments swaying at the person’s waist. He was just about to look higher and make out something from that blurred face when—
Bang!
A deafening crash rang out like a bolt of thunder.
Shi Qixue jolted awake from the nightmare and shot upright in bed. Cold sweat rolled down his temples. When he reached behind himself, his entire back was clammy with sweat.
“Master, are you all right?”
A deep, slightly hoarse voice sounded beside him, and for a moment, it overlapped perfectly with the voice from his nightmare.
Shi Qixue’s cherry-red lips parted slightly. His chest rose and fell with his breathing, while strands of black hair clung to the sides of his face, making his complexion look as pale as snow.
His brows and eyes were delicate, like distant mountains painted in dark green ink, and a tiny cinnabar mole rested between his eyebrows. There was a faintly aloof and proud quality to his gaze.
“Master, Master…”
The person beside him called out several more times.
Shi Qixue finally came back to his senses.
When he saw the honest, utterly ordinary-looking face of his eldest disciple, his hanging heart finally settled back into place. He desperately forced himself to maintain his usual cold and composed expression.
“I’m fine.”
“Chi Yan, go to your morning class. You don’t need to worry about me.”
All Shi Qixue wanted was to send him away as quickly as possible. It never even occurred to him to wonder why his newly accepted chief disciple had appeared in his residence without warning.
Chi Yan quietly slipped something deeper into his sleeve.
His peripheral vision swept over that slender, pale, delicate neck. He lowered his darkened gaze and obediently replied,
“This disciple will obey. Master, please don’t forget that you still have a cultivation-theory lesson to teach today.”
“Mm.”
As soon as the door closed, Shi Qixue’s rigid back immediately slumped.
He paced back and forth beside the bed with his hands clasped behind him, so anxious that he nearly stomped his feet.
A cultivation-theory lesson?
He had only ever studied mental health. What the heck was he supposed to teach about cultivation theory?!
This was Shi Qixue’s seventh day after transmigrating into the novel.
He had originally been nothing more than an ordinary Omega in a modern ABO world. He had just been pronounced dead at the hospital and was preparing to meet the King of Hell and move on to his next life when an unreliable system suddenly latched onto him.
The system casually dangled the usual promise found in countless novels—
Complete your missions and you’ll be given a new life.
And just like that, he was dragged into another world.
Wait.
Had anyone even asked for his opinion?
Honestly, giving him some money would have been more convincing than promising resurrection.
Thinking about the single ten-cent coin left in his wallet, Shi Qixue felt that his future looked utterly bleak.
But since he had already transmigrated, he had no other choice.
He had never read the original novel, so he could only piece together bits and pieces from the unreliable system.
The original novel, Extraordinary Cultivation Master, was a notoriously popular male-oriented web novel.
It told the story of a male protagonist who was a worthless loser with nothing in his head except alcohol and women. After accidentally obtaining a cheat ability from a max-level old master, he went on a rampage, challenging powerful cultivators everywhere.
He courted death while provoking others and provoked others while courting death, yet somehow kept getting stronger after every setback, much like an indestructible cockroach.
Opportunities came one after another.
So did beautiful women.
Before long, he had amassed an entire harem of wives and seemed well on his way to reaching the peak of his life.
Then, halfway through the story, an unparalleled villain suddenly appeared.
The fight hadn’t even begun.
The villain merely explained the blood feud between them.
And the male protagonist—the ultimate coward—ran away.
Yes.
He actually ran.
He took his group of wives with him and disappeared to some remote corner of the world, or perhaps secluded himself in the mountains to live out his days in peace.
Then, to make matters worse, he even had the nerve to loudly proclaim—
“I really am no match for that great villain.”
For a while, the entire comment section was flooded with question marks and insults. Readers cursed the author so relentlessly that the novel earned itself the nickname “Master of Cowardice.”
And Shi Qixue had transmigrated into this very train wreck of a novel.
The good news was that he had become the sect master of Chaoyang Sect, the number-one sect in the cultivation world.
He possessed extraordinary martial prowess and unfathomable cultivation. He was said to live as long as heaven and shine alongside the sun and moon.
According to the original author, he was the strongest person in the entire cultivation world—even the male protagonist had to stand behind him.
Normally, someone of his status should have been the final boss. The male protagonist would kill the final boss and ascend to godhood.
Unfortunately, the original novel had ended prematurely.
No.
Shi Qixue should actually be grateful that the novel had ended prematurely.
That was the only reason he had any chance of surviving.
The bad news was…
He cultivated the Heartless Dao.
The infamous Heartless Dao, whose graduation rate in the cultivation world was less than one percent!
And within the very first minute of transmigrating, his Dao heart had shattered.
The Heartless Dao had ruthlessly expelled him.
On top of that, his body was incompatible with this world and could not cultivate at all.
He had completely become a useless cultivator.
Could anyone possibly have it worse than him?
Six whole days had passed, yet Shi Qixue still couldn’t forget what happened immediately after he transmigrated.
The system had dumped him into an unknown hot spring.
A large, well-defined hand had roamed over his body like a fish gliding through water. A pair of dark-purple eyes, filled with unmistakable desire, had regarded him with unquestionable dominance.
Then his delicate gland at the back of his neck suddenly hurt.
Sharp teeth pierced into it, and the intense scent of an overpowering alpha flooded over him.
Shi Qixue had ended up running away while crying, one hand clutching his sore backside.
He hadn’t expected to transmigrate into his body intact.
All of his Omega characteristics were still there.
His heat cycle was still there too.
And he didn’t even have suppressants.
As for the man who smelled strongly of agave, the system’s explanation had been—
“You may have encountered an Alpha from the cultivation world.”
Shi Qixue had been speechless.
“System.”
“System—”
Shi Qixue called twice.
All he heard was an echo bouncing back after seemingly hitting a wall. He secretly ground his back teeth in frustration.
“Didn’t you say all the plants in that medicinal field were edible? Then why did I sleep for an entire day and night?”
“You’d better give me an explanation today!”
That lousy system, feeling guilty after accidentally dumping him into the hot spring last time, had first used some unknown method to maintain the appearance of his unfathomably deep cultivation.
Then it had planted a medicinal field inside his sea of consciousness, claiming that eating the herbs would increase his cultivation.
Shi Qixue hadn’t believed it.
But he was currently nothing more than an impressive-looking fraud.
In a world where practically everyone was a cultivator, he couldn’t even perform the most basic technique of drawing spiritual energy into his body.
So yesterday, he had reluctantly pulled up a plant and taken a bite.
Who could have known that the moment it entered his stomach, the entire world would begin spinning?
When he opened his eyes again, an entire day and night had passed.
“And you call that an immortal herb? It’s obviously poisonous!” Shi Qixue cursed through gritted teeth.
Otherwise, why would he have been plagued by that nightmare?
“It’s not a lousy herb… crackle, crackle…”
The system, which had been silent for a long time, finally appeared again.
Ever since the hot-spring incident, it seemed to have malfunctioned, frequently producing the sound of electrical interference.
“You only slept for a day and a night because you were exhausted… crackle… Think about it… What exactly did you do…?”
Shi Qixue folded his arms and snorted.
He fell into deep thought.
As the sect master of Chaoyang Sect, a man who worked himself to the bone, he had been busy fulfilling his duties the moment he emerged from seclusion.
At five in the morning, before even the roosters were awake, someone had dragged him out of bed for a morning meeting.
As soon as the meeting ended, he had immediately presided over morning training.
From noon until evening, he had been inspecting various parts of the sect.
After midnight, he had to oversee the evening training session.
And to make matters worse, he didn’t know how to fly on a sword.
So he had to walk everywhere.
So that was it.
He had simply worked himself to exhaustion.
Shi Qixue suddenly understood.
Then he became angry.
This enormous Chaoyang Sect really was treating its sect master like a beast of burden!
Where was his dignity?!
“There is also… crackle… It’s not a lousy herb… This plant is called the Prophecy Herb. It’s a divine herb that can predict events in the future… You really will be pinned down by a man in the future…”
Shi Qixue: “Oh…?!!”
A BL cultivation-and-childbirth novel with plenty of creative world-building and an original setting, plus a secondary couple.
Adorable Omega Master × Scheming Alpha Disciple
(The only Omega and Alpha in the cultivation world.)
Wishing everyone happiness every day!