“System! Where, where, where is my hair?!”
【Host, please stay calm. In this identity, you are a Buddhist cultivator, so naturally, you have no hair.】
Listening to his host’s exaggerated, wailing screech, the System pulled out a small handkerchief and wiped away its non-existent sweat.
At that moment, the young man was staring blankly at his own reflection in the water.
His face was as refined as sculpted jade, his brows arched like distant mountains, and his deep eyes resembled a cold lake. He had a tall, slender figure and wore a moon-white kasaya with a string of Buddhist prayer beads hanging around his neck. Elegant and ethereal, he looked like a divine child.
However, this divine being, who was so stunning that people wouldn’t dare look him directly in the eye, had no hair!
“Tell me, which world is this?”
Yun Qingzhou rubbed his smooth, bald head, feeling somewhat drained of his will to live.
Looking at his host, whose expressions and inner thoughts made him seem almost split-brained, the System swallowed hard and said nervously, trembling:
【This is the world of ‘The Demon Venerable Wants to Ascend’】
Yun Qingzhou pondered carefully before digging this world out from his distant memories.
In this world, he was the childhood savior and companion of the Demon Venerable.
The Demon Venerable was the male lead of this world. Before becoming the Demon Venerable, he was an unfavored young prince of the demon tribe. He had once been thrown into a slave market by malicious members of his clan, becoming a candidate slave.
Before being sold, the male lead had to endure inhuman torture at the hands of the market owner.
In order to grind away the male lead’s self-esteem, the daily treatment he suffered was:
In mild cases, he went without food and water; in severe cases, he was subjected to beatings with whips and sticks.
Moreover, because the male lead was handsome even as a child, he also suffered malicious teasing and ogling from certain individuals.
In short, it was as tragic as it could possibly get. And at a time like that, someone had to appear and become the sole beam of light in the male lead’s dark period.
So, who was this person?
It was none other than the “white moonlight” character played by Yun Qingzhou.
To successfully leave a deep impression on the male lead, Yun Qingzhou had chosen the identity of a candidate slave who had been abducted at the same time as him.
When the male lead was hungry, he brought him food. When the male lead was cold, he hugged him, using his own body heat to keep him warm. When the male lead was beaten, he shielded him beneath his body, taking the blows on his behalf.
In short, he did everything possible to bring warmth and make the male lead feel loved.
How did he eventually leave this world, again?
It seemed that while helping the male lead escape, both of them were caught and dragged back, and he was beaten to death alive while protecting the male lead.
Thinking up to this point, Yun Qingzhou shivered.
What was he thinking back then, choosing such a tragic and violent way to die?
【Host, I told you back then that being too good to the male lead wouldn’t work. See? Now the world has completely collapsed.】
Chomping on melon seeds with its legs crossed, the System clicked its tongue twice and shook its head.
“If you’re so capable, why don’t you try doing it yourself?!” Yun Qingzhou scoffed in disbelief.
He had worked conscientiously and dutifully, yet this System dared to play the backseat driver?!
This was unacceptable!
The System decided it was best not to be too arrogant.
【Host, I was wrong! How about I rub your shoulders?】
The System blinked its big eyes and rubbed its hands together flatteringly.
“Hmph!”
“Then what do I need to do to fix these fragile worlds? My vacation has been completely ruined!”
While the inner mini-version of Yun Qingzhou enjoyed the System’s massage, he crossed his arms over his chest and complained endlessly.
The System gave an embarrassed laugh. 【Host, you just need to soothe the male lead’s wounded heart and use your love to make him happy, or just get him to forget his white moonlight!】
“Using my love? Absolutely not!”
Yun Qingzhou pondered for a moment, his tone filled with resentment.
Making him play a man’s white moonlight was already pushing his limits, alright?!
There was no way he would sell both his body and his heart!
【Hehe, I hope you’ll still say that later!】 [Wretched Smirk Face.jpg]
“Dog System, what do you mean by that?! Also, when did you learn to send emojis? So annoying!”
As soon as his voice fell, a rustling noise suddenly came from behind him, causing Yun Qingzhou to instantly snap back from his bickering with the System.
His eyes sharpened, and he gathered his focus. On the surface, he pretended to be filling a wooden jug with water, but his ears were attentively listening to the movement behind him.
【Host, these are people from the Demon Tribe. Don’t struggle; let yourself be captured by them naturally.】
What? (.)
“System! Am I not your favorite anymore? What if these people harbor malicious intentions?”
Yun Qingzhou reached out an outstretched hand, crying without tears.
【Alright, stop acting. Lately, it’s been trendy in the Demon Tribe to capture handsome Buddhist cultivators to use as furnace cauldrons. Supposedly, it’s just to taste what it feels like to flirt and fall in love with a monk.】
Looking at your dramatic performance, the System expresses disdain and throws a [Gorilla Picking its Nose.jpg] at you.
“Ugh, System, you’re disgusting.” Yun Qingzhou made dead-fish eyes.
The System remained silent and threw a [Gorilla Picking its Toes.jpg] at you.
“Get lost!” Yun Qingzhou felt he needed a glass of Chateau Lafite from 1982 to cleanse his eyes.
While Yun Qingzhou and the System were bickering intensely, his physical body had already been knocked unconscious by the demons and bound tightly with ropes.
A thousand lanterns hung in this place. Even though it was late at night, it was as bright as day. Guests of all kinds came and went in an endless stream, and famous treasures of every variety were piled into mountains.
This was a grand feast. Everyone who visited possessed a distinguished status, yet without exception, they all revealed eyes of fear and respect toward the man seated in the main seat.
The man wore a heavy, purple-gold robe, and his jet-black hair fell loosely across his back. Although he was impeccably handsome, ethereal, and captivatingly gorgeous, his beautiful, emerald-green phoenix eyes possessed a natural coldness and gloom, resembling a poppy flower: enticing yet deadly dangerous.
While everyone was drinking with high spirits, a fairly handsome man suddenly stood up holding a white jade wine cup in his hand. In an instant, everyone turned their glances toward him.
“Lord Demon Venerable, this humble one recently acquired a few beauties from the Immortal Realm. If it pleases my Lord, allow me to present them to win your favor.”
The man tilted his head back, downed the wine in his cup, and offered a flattering smile.
As soon as his words fell, the expressions of the crowd looking at him became somewhat subtle, and some even let out sneers.
Who didn’t know that the Demon Venerable, who looked more romantic and playboy-like than anyone else, was actually chaste and clean? Regardless of whether they were male or female, even if they were as beautiful as heavenly immortals, anyone sent to him would only end up being thrown out of the Demon Realm.
Hanyu Jiu, who was lowering his eyes and sipping his wine, raised his gaze slightly. He looked at the man who had spoken with a cold, faint gaze that carried a trace of contempt.
The handsome man instantly broke out in a cold sweat, the hairs on his back shivering. He gave a couple of awkward laughs:
“Among the people this humble one sent, there is a Buddhist cultivator with the face of a divine god! If Lord Demon Venerable would grant this humble one some face, please take a look before deciding!”
The moment the words “Buddhist cultivator” were spoken, everyone present instantly grew interested. A wave of murmurs broke out, and some people even stood up to agree with the man’s words, suggesting that Hanyu Jiu take a look before deciding.
Hanyu Jiu narrowed his eyes. Although he felt displeased in his heart, he didn’t say anything; he waved his hand, agreeing to bring the people in for a look.
The man was overjoyed and hurriedly whispered a few words to the servant beside him.
Before long, eight or nine men and women were brought in. Although each possessed unique features and extraordinary beauty, the noble guests, who were accustomed to seeing beautiful faces, still shook their heads with expressions of disappointment.
However, they failed to notice that at the very end of the group that entered stood a young man whose hands were bound behind him.
Perhaps because the young man kept his head lowered and maintained too low a profile, everyone’s attention was drawn to the drop-dead gorgeous beauties in front, leaving no one to pay attention to him.
It was only when the beauties lined up in a row that the crowd finally noticed this Buddhist cultivator wearing a kasaya.
“Ho! Looking at the clothes and the head, he really is a Buddhist cultivator! Hurry, raise your head and let everyone have a look!”
A young man blew a whistle, looking toward Yun Qingzhou with great excitement.