Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

[The ruthless genius who lost his senior brother... I dare not think about it]

System: You now have three choices.

Xie Weixing: You're going to start playing these choice games with me again.

The system panicked: Choose or die!

Xie Weixing surrendered: Ah, umm, go ahead and talk. Can't I even say a few words? Don't transmigrators have any rights?

The system swallowed its anger and said: "First, you've lost all your cultivation. Go find a place to retire and wait to die."

Xie Weixing: Then I don't need to wait anymore, I'll just die now.

The system shouted: Two!! Use the Shrinking Spirit Wood and Root Spirit Water again, and take a gamble.

Xie Weixing: I'm willing to gamble, but I'd like to ask where I can buy the Root Spirit Water.

In this marketplace, every encounter is a matter of fate.

Limited-time item, where can I find you now?

system:.

Xie Weixing: Hmm?

The system ignores all else: The third option, which I think is the most suitable for you right now, is to go to the store and buy two Spirit Binding Pills to temporarily seal your two spiritual roots, excluding Light, Water, and Ice.

Xie Weixing: You stole my hang-up?

System: Your spiritual root won't be completely destroyed. Once your cultivation is sufficient, you can slowly find a way to break the seal. I guarantee that if you repair your spiritual veins at the Spring of Spiritual Energy, you will definitely be able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage within three years.

Xie Weixing thought for a while and then said: "Okay."

The system bought two Spirit Binding Pills, which he swallowed promptly.

The chilling sensation of the medicine slid down the throat into the chest and abdomen, like a wisp of fine ice sinking into the dantian.

A moment of silence.

Xie Weixing: I don't feel anything.

System: The medicine shouldn't be working that quickly.

Xie Weixing was about to say something when he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.

He looked down and saw that his clothes were being corroded and rapidly disintegrating.

The chat went silent for a moment.

[？？？？？]

[There's also a scene where they take off their clothes.]

[Ahhhhhh! No, no, don't do this to our Yaozu! Mommy, I'll cover him up!]

The observation room only showed the bare upper body; the rest was blank.

They are quite careful to protect their privacy.

[Are we father and son or mother and daughter? Why won't you show me my mom?]

[Screen recording is on, any missed moments will be recorded instantly]

[It's stuck, bro, it's stuck]

[I didn't see it clearly just by a flash, can you show it again? Don't nitpick about the timing.]

[Oh no, no, no]

The barrage of comments was incessant, while several runes began to appear on Xie Weixing's body.

Circle after circle, layer upon layer, like ink, staining the fair skin, spreading ink marks, the delicate shoulders and neck stained with black and white runes, carrying a mysterious and forbidden aura.

Xie Weixing was terrified: "They want me to get a tattoo too? Who wants to hurt me?"

System: Don't worry, this is just sealing your spiritual root, it will disappear in a while.

Xie Weixing was relieved: Oh, that's good.

The system hissed: Why do you care so much about this? Are you trying to take the civil service exam in the cultivation world or something?

……

Xie Weixing clicked his tongue and suddenly started chatting: Have you ever read a novel where the domineering male lead wants the female lead to stay by his side and vows to his secretary that he will ruin her today?

A chill ran down the spine of the system: There's a legal channel too?

Xie Weixing: Guess what happened next.

The system asked curiously: Hmm?

Xie Weixing chuckled coldly, seemingly speechless: He bastard got a full-sleeve tattoo on the female lead while she was unconscious.

system:……?

The system remained silent for a while: I find it hard to imagine what you were reading before you transmigrated into the book.

Xie Weixing retorted: My friend recommended it to me.

High school was very strict back then. My deskmate, a long-haired tomboy, was studying art. She didn't listen in class and spent all day lying on her desk borrowing novels from others to read.

From classic novels like *Dream of the Red Chamber*, *Romance of the Three Kingdoms*, *Journey to the West*, and *Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio*, to more complex stories like *The Grave Robber's Chronicle*, *Ten Deadly Sins*, *99 Times of Escape from Marriage*, and *The President's Wife Ran Away Again*, this collection of stories covers a wide range of topics.

A hundred schools of thought and various disciplines are lumped together and discussed in the same way.

He's become a bit obsessed.

Xie Weixing couldn't understand it at first, so when he saw this person studying the instruction manual for 999 Cold Relief Granules for a long time during an evening self-study session, he finally couldn't stand it anymore.

He politely inquired, "What does the great writer want? Has it escalated to the point of not even letting this go?"

The air conditioners at No. 1 Middle School are old and in disrepair, and the classrooms are large, so the cooling effect is obviously insufficient.

The school uniform jacket had long been taken off and hung on the chair, leaving only a black short-sleeved shirt underneath. The boy's forearms were slender and neat, with slightly protruding wrist bones. His skin was a cool-toned warm white, with distinct muscles and bones, and he was tall but not weak.

Jiang Jiu, with his newly pierced ear cartilage still slightly inflamed, wearing earrings given to him by his new girlfriend, answered seriously, "Big brother, do you know how strict Old Pang has been lately? I had to go through a lot of trouble to ask that senior in the second year of high school to lend me these."

A few stray hairs fell across Xie Weixing's forehead, dampened by a light sheen of sweat and clinging slightly to her smooth brow.

He said coolly, "Wow."

"Has the business expanded to other grades already? The Chinese literary world is truly blessed to have you."

"Don't worry about it," Jiang Jiu casually tossed her long hair back, revealing sharp brow bones, slightly downturned eyes, thin lips, and a loosely pursed mouth. "The current situation is good enough; why be picky?"

She pointed to the black and red cover of the horror novel in her hand: "These are all valuable assets, okay?"

Xie Weixing chuckled, his nose straight and his jawline clean and sharp.

Jiang Jiu looked at him, then suddenly blinked and said, "My idol, can I share a copy with you?"

Almost everyone who knows him, even a few more open-minded teachers, jokingly call Xie Weixing a male god.

The reason is simple: this guy caused a sensation in the freshman group as soon as he entered university because he was just too handsome.

She has a cheerful, gentle, and generous personality, can chat with anyone, and is extremely popular.

This kind of radiant, sunny male god is the most irresistible for attracting secret crushes.

This has led to numerous jokes and comments, with many saying that puppy love is no good, but if the other person is Xie Weixing, then it's okay.

Jiang Jiu's use of the term "male god" was not wrong.

Xie Weixing was pleased with the call, tilted his head to reveal his jawline, and beckoned with his hand: "Give me one."

Jiang Jiu chuckled, turned around and rummaged around for a while before throwing over a thick book that seemed capable of killing someone.

The cover features a man wielding a machete, baring his teeth and brandishing it as if about to chop someone up. It's clearly a self-published, low-class fantasy work from an unknown, unlicensed bookstore.

"Go ahead and see what you guys like; you'll thank me later."

Xie Weixing's lips twitched: "Okay."

I've been watching it for two days, and it's actually quite good. The only unusual thing is that the male lead is a classic overpowered protagonist, and he also has a close brother who is like brothers to the death.

As Xie Weixing watched, he noticed that the two of them were embracing and kissing.

The book is explicit and unedited; the two characters kiss and then immediately roll off to bed.

The following content is quite cryptic.

Xie Weixing calmly finished reading, calmly suppressing the slight throbbing in his teenage heart.

He was filled with romantic longing.

Oh, okay.

Jiang Jiu watched him close the book, then leaned closer with a sly grin: "So, did you see them kissing?"

She looked like she was really happy to have lured straight men in and then killed them.