Chapter 28 - Transmigrated into the world of an NTR novel as the NTR Bastard

Chapter 028 - Obstructed Vision "Come here, hold on." Luo Qingchuan walked up to Chen Yanyu and handed her something. "What is this?" "It's a lollipop," Luo Qingchuan exchanged the heavenly lollipop with Chen Yanyu and said softly, "When you start feeling pain later, bite it hard." With her head tilted, Chen Yanyu blinked her teary eyes, "Can I not do it? I-I-I'm afraid of pain..." "You can't keep your head like this forever..." Luo Qingchuan sighed helplessly. "Maybe it'll get better slowly?" Chen Yanyu said softly, secretly taking the lollipop from Luo Qingchuan's hand. She suddenly remembered the peeping incident... No... The tracking! Yes, tracking the boy to the park. The boy had taken out two lollipops from his pocket at that time, one strawberry flavored and one milk flavored. She didn't know why he had them in his pocket! Chen Yanyu had always been curious, and now she finally had a chance to try them and see what was so magical about them. Chen Yanyu was very afraid of pain, and Luo Qingchuan had no choice. So. Luo Qingchuan sighed lightly, "Anyway, let me give you a massage for a while, relax your muscles." "Okay, okay!" With cautious movements, Luo Qingchuan eventually sat deep into the sofa, and Chen Yanyu sat lightly in front of him, her tall and slender legs closed together, as if she was sitting in his embrace. The morning light illuminated the young girl's fair and tender skin, making it seem radiant. Luo Qingchuan gently pinched Chen Yanyu's delicate and fair neck, and if the boy looked down slightly, he could see the soft and snow-white fragrant jade under the girl's collar. He focused his gaze on Chen Yanyu's neck, moving his ten fingers gently and gently applying pressure. "How is it? If it's painful, let me know, I'll try to be gentler." Her silver-white long hair cascaded down the girl's delicate back, and the fragrance of shampoo wafted between the strands. Chen Yanyu turned her head to the side, tore open the wrapper of the lollipop with her slender hand, and put it into her pale pink lips. Her eyes brightened, "So sweet! It's orange flavored!" Luo Qingchuan's eyes darkened, "I asked if it hurts." "It doesn't hurt!" Chen Yanyu finally realized the intimacy of their actions. The warmth of the boy's fingertips brushed the skin on the back of her neck, making her face slightly red and her body inexplicably warm. Her hands clenched into small fists and were restrained on her lap, covered by the hem of her shirt. "It doesn't hurt?" Luo Qingchuan asked again. Chen Yanyu shyly said, "It doesn't hurt, you're very gentle." Snap— Luo Qingchuan suddenly tightened his grip. "Ouch!!" Chen Yanyu forcefully leaned her head back, her forehead pressing against Luo Qingchuan's chin. "No sneak attack!" Her pure eyes widened suddenly as she looked up at the boy, her voice muffled and unclear because of the lollipop. Because Chen Yanyu was completely unprepared for Luo Qingchuan's attack, her whole body tensed up, and her fingers clenched together. And then... "Huh?" Chen Yanyu stood up and lightly shook her neck, silent. Luo Qingchuan smiled and asked, "Is it better now?" "Um..." Chen Yanyu's ears turned slightly red. She buried her head in embarrassment, feeling a bit embarrassed in front of Luo Qingchuan because of her intense fear of pain. "Well, I'll be going to school now." Luo Qingchuan picked up his phone from the sofa and went to the living room door to put on his shoes. Through their conversation, Luo Qingchuan learned that Chen Yanyu didn't need to take the qualification assessment, and her enrollment procedures hadn't been completed yet. The girl would enter the Seeking Path Class as a transfer student after some time. Luo Qingchuan bent down to tie his shoelaces and said, "I'll hang your clothes up for you. You can change. The keys are on the coffee table, you can leave whenever you feel rested." After standing up, Luo Qingchuan turned around and saw Chen Yanyu had already approached without him noticing. The girl's eyes were slightly moist, and she stared at him, "You'll come back at night, right?" Luo Qingchuan chuckled, "Of course, this is my home." He lived alone in this villa because of a small disagreement with his family, especially his brother. Chen Yanyu really wanted to say that she would wait for him here... But Chen Yanyu was always shy, and there were some things she couldn't say. After a night of revelry, facing their separation, with her head lowered, she felt like crying a bit, but she was afraid that Luo Qingchuan would be annoyed if she kept crying, so she continued to hold back, and tears glistened in her shining eyes. Luo Qingchuan remained silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't cry." He didn't say anything else. "Um..." The boy pushed the door open and was about to leave. "Luo Qingchuan." Chen Yanyu called out softly. He turned around. Chen Yanyu bit her lip, smiling as she looked at him, "The movie... Don't forget." "Okay." With Luo Qingchuan's gentle voice, the door closed. Tears welled up in Chen Yanyu's eyes, and she couldn't help but shed a few tears. For some reason, she felt extremely sad, and her delicate chest rose and fell. Chen Yanyu clenched the sleeves of her shirt, wiping away the clear tear marks from her cheeks, then turned and walked towards the living room to find her clothes. The faint shimmer on the surface of the pure white cuffs was like the soft drizzle over the vast Qingchuan River. ... ... Su Yingxue stood in the spacious gymnasium of the school, her eyes blankly staring at the entrance. He hasn't arrived yet... He hasn't arrived? The gymnasium had smooth wooden floors, with boys and girls standing separately, more than 30 students in total, all from the Seeking Path Class. In the center, on a small table covered with red cloth, there were two things placed. A crystal ball that shimmered with beautiful starlight, as if it contained the universe. An ancient-looking square bronze mirror, hazy as if it couldn't reflect anything clearly. "Luo student... You're already late on your first day of reporting." Next to the crystal ball and the ancient mirror stood three people, two men and a woman. On the left was a well-dressed woman in a modern urban style, with a gentle demeanor. On the right was a man in his thirties, with a cold and stern appearance, his face expressionless. In the middle, the young man smiled warmly, with ordinary features, wearing a white Daoist robe, and his hands were empty, resting behind his back. He was the one speaking. Su Yingxue wanted to speak up and explain to the future teachers for Luo Qingchuan... But someone said, "Teacher Lu, you might not know, but Luo student rarely comes to school on regular days. Should I @ him in the class group?" The person speaking was Yang Jin. Beside him, his friend, a delicate and pale-faced boy with messy hair, frowned at him. Zuo Tian didn't say anything, but he glanced at Su Yingxue. Su Yingxue stared at the entrance, her slender eyebrows lightly furrowed, like an elegant fairy who rejected others from thousands of miles away. Zuo Tian's heart couldn't help but tremble, and his face became even paler. The reason was simple... Zuo Tian couldn't help but think of what happened last night. The evening breeze was cold, Zuo Tian sat alone on the rooftop, practicing the mysterious technique given to him by the Golden Tower. In just one minute, he completed the absorption of Qi. A few minutes later, he reached the second stage of Qi cultivation. Ten minutes later, he reached the third stage of Qi cultivation. ... Three hours later, he reached the seventh stage of Qi cultivation. At this moment, a brilliant beam of lightning flashed across the horizon in the outskirts of the city. The majestic aura of the Foundation Building Thunder Law spread out, shaking Zuo Tian's mind. He should have been afraid of this splendid holy radiance. Even a split second of distraction would slow down the progress of his rapid breakthrough. "Shaking the heavens and the earth, I will be able to do this in the future." A wave of valor surged within him. Zuo Tian's emotions surged, but it was a blessing in disguise. He stepped into the eighth stage of Qi cultivation. One hour later. Zuo Tian's foundation-building failed, and he spat out blood. Zuo Tian still remembered the voice of an old man, as if a grand bell sounded next to his ear: "You have fear in your heart." "Child, you already have inner demons." "Tell me, what are you afraid of?" Zuo Tian sat cross-legged beneath the starry sky, opening his eyes, trembling intensively. He could still recall Su Yingxue's sword. Sweeping past his side, penetrating the tall trees, as if it could cut him in half. "To kill the fear in your heart, you must fully unleash your innate talent and radiate boundless brilliance on your cultivation path." "What should I do?" The old man said in a light tone, "Take off the leaf that's covering your eyes." "Do you mean I should kill Su Yingxue?!" Zuo Tian's expression turned cold and indifferent, "No, I can't do it... Maybe I should kill Luo Qingchuan instead..." "I meant defeating her once, idiot." "Wise ancestor, I'm foolish."