Chapter 72 - Transmigrated into the world of an NTR novel as the NTR Bastard

072 Dispersed White Night "White Night" is a foundational knife technique created by Jiang Ye. In her future prophecy, "White Night" is the foundational strike unleashed by the destined female protagonist, Jiang Ye, breaking through the most difficult bottleneck. Under the pressure exerted by Luo Qingchuan, Jiang Ye executed the "White Night" two months ahead of schedule. It wasn't without reason that she took away the "Red Scroll". However, Just as Luo Qingchuan was about to block this strike, The radiant light on the heaven platform suddenly weakened, dimmed, and condensed, pouring back into the pure white "Suzhi" on the blade. The straight blade of the long knife froze in mid-air, no longer moving forward, Jiang Ye's hands holding the knife convulsed incessantly, drenched in sweat, holding her breath tightly. She stopped. The brilliance of "White Night," capable of dulling the sky and eclipsing the sun, dissipated, and this strike was forcibly brought to a halt by Jiang Ye. The blade was placed in front of Luo Qingchuan. Luo Qingchuan couldn't help but be slightly stunned, Luo Qingchuan saw the girl's face had lost all color, her delicate body covered in sweat, completely devoid of the heroic figure she had just moments ago. With a clang, "Suzhi" fell to the ground. The girl's breathing weakened, and she collapsed softly. Luo Qingchuan could only hold her in his arms, helpless as he said, "Are you afraid of hurting me?" Jiang Ye felt slightly uncomfortable being embraced by Luo Qingchuan, but she couldn't muster the strength to stand, so she could only lower her dark eyes and avoid eye contact with Luo Qingchuan. "This blade's brilliance is too intense, and I'm unable to control it well, so I am genuinely worried... about hurting Mister Qinggui..." The girl's lips were stained with blood, and her spiritual energy surged throughout her body like electric currents, leaving Luo Qingchuan no choice but to guide her through this disordered catastrophe. "You are at risk of falling into a dangerous situation," Luo Qingchuan could only express his speechlessness, "Moreover, that strike is not enough to pose a threat to me." Jiang Ye's eyes became inward, and she spoke softly, "An agreement is an agreement, and Mister Qinggui should not bear any risks." ...She really is a straightforward girl. "Can you get up?" Luo Qingchuan asked. Jiang Ye tried to move, but her shoulders only slightly twitched, and her entire body lacked any strength, lying in Luo Qingchuan's arms as if she were being coquettish. As if they were inflicting pain, a soft and gentle moan escaped from Jiang Ye's throat. Fragrant aroma wafted through the air, and the girl's breath was as delicate as an orchid. "Mister Qinggui, I, I can't move..." She lowered her gaze, seemingly embarrassed by this. Luo Qingchuan lifted Jiang Ye's bent leg, cradling her weak body in his arms. Jiang Ye's pupils contracted, a flustered expression flickering within her deep blue eyes, But her slender and delicate body was completely powerless, allowing Luo Qingchuan to manipulate her as he pleased. ...At this moment, if Qinggui had any malicious intentions, Jiang Ye knew that she would be utterly helpless, reduced to an object that could be wantonly violated. Forcibly stopping the "White Night" herself, the backlash from her spiritual energy and knife intent was already enough luck to avoid falling into a dangerous situation. It was difficult to hope for any further resistance. But Jiang Ye knew deep down... that "Mister Qinggui would never take advantage of someone in a weakened state." Yet, the thought of this caused Jiang Ye, who was being held by a man for the first time, to feel uneasy and restless. Whether it was shyness or fear, she couldn't figure it out. Her cheeks grew slightly warm, feeling as though she was causing trouble for Qinggui. She was full of remorse. Jiang Ye also sensed an indescribable exhaustion flooding her mind, causing her to involuntarily close her jet-black eyelashes and shut her eyes. Her exquisite face was pale and beautiful, her disheveled hair sticking to her forehead with the fine beads of sweat, her breathing weak. She resembled a delicate and exquisite doll. Luo Qingchuan lowered his head to look at Jiang Ye, who had closed her eyes and was escaping reality in his embrace like a lost little lady. "Don't fall asleep. I'll take you back to your room to rest. You can guide me." Luo Qingchuan glanced at the "Suzhi" on the ground, guided by his spiritual energy, suspended to the side. Jiang Ye bit her lip slightly as she struggled to open her dim eyes. "Go down seven floors, and you'll reach my residence." Jiang Ye's body felt warm, perhaps due to the fierce wind on the rooftop. She even felt a bit lacking in oxygen, her lungs dry and in agony as if they were tearing apart. Luo Qingchuan held a hot bundle, yet it was as soft as water. Jiang Ye was light, and it was clear that all the soft flesh was in the right places, perfectly proportioned. Luo Qingchuan proceeded forward while saying, "Adjust your internal energy, circulate your spiritual energy. Your blood is flowing too fast. It was already extremely difficult for you to forcibly stop that strike. There shouldn't be a next time." "Mm..." Jiang Ye breathed lightly, drawing in air. "I'm sorry, Mister Qinggui. I've caused trouble for you." "The 'Red Scroll' is a good knife." Luo Qingchuan marveled at Jiang Ye's honesty and spoke softly, "There's no trouble or no trouble. You were originally the one at a disadvantage." From a young age, Jiang Ye had received an education based on trade. Without effort, there would be no gain, and without ability and talent, one would not receive recognition. Truly, what a cold childhood. "Was I at a disadvantage?" Jiang Ye understood a bit about Qinggui from his behavior. She quietly curled up in his embrace, feeling neither uncomfortable nor repulsed. The more Jiang Ye felt this way, the more apologetic she became. She could only lower her gaze and remain silent, feeling like a child who had made a mistake, only able to take long, deep breaths. Not long after, Luo Qingchuan carried her through the magnificent corridors and arrived at a door. "Here?" "Mm." Luo Qingchuan used his spiritual energy to knock on the door, A spacious and luxurious bedroom came into view, with beautiful and silent gray star-patterned floor tiles and valuable paintings hanging on the walls. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the bright sky and ethereal clouds were visible, offering a panoramic view of the prosperous cityscape. Luo Qingchuan placed Jiang Ye on the bed and did his best to assist her in sitting up. "Do you want me to help you take off your coat?" Luo Qingchuan surveyed Jiang Ye's delicate figure, her blue outerwear covered in dust. Jiang Ye lightly bit her lip. "Mm... Thank you." Because Jiang Ye didn't support herself, she would fall if Luo Qingchuan didn't stop her. He had no choice but to hold onto her waist, lifting her frail body and tenderly grasping her cool jade-like hand to slowly remove her sleeve and half of her coat. Jiang Ye's soft breath seemed to have become even more chaotic. The youth was too close to her. Fortunately, Qinggui wore a mask, creating a barrier in their intimate actions. Luo Qingchuan suddenly realized, "Do you live here alone? If you have friends who can come and help you..." Jiang Ye whispered, "I thought Mister Qinggui didn't like having his identity investigated, so I haven't allowed anyone to approach within the twenty floors." "...What you said makes sense." Luo Qingchuan felt that Jiang Ye was truly cautious and considerate in her actions. Although she seemed extremely indifferent, when he truly interacted with Jiang Ye, Luo Qingchuan realized that she was actually very honest. Although she grew up in a large family, Jiang Ye was not adept at scheming and plotting, To protect herself from harm, Jiang Ye had two winning strategies: "Acting cold." As a result, Jiang Ye gradually became a faceless young lady, naturally stunning and aloof, giving others the feeling that she was unapproachable, like a blade. Aside from basic etiquette, her social skills were actually quite lacking. And then there was. "She can fight better than all her peers." No one dared to profane Jiang Ye's dignity, and no one dared to disrespect the young lady. Everyone feared the gloomy gaze emanating from her eyes. They also feared her blade being swung at them. "Do you want to lie down?" Luo Qingchuan asked. "Alright." Jiang Ye answered. Luo Qingchuan lifted her body, raising her slender legs with his left hand before placing her horizontally on the bed. The girl stared fixedly at the ceiling. Luo Qingchuan realized that Jiang Ye couldn't even turn her neck. So Luo Qingchuan could only lift her fair and smooth delicate neck, placing a pillow underneath it. He extended his hand and approached Jiang Ye's face as if he were going to caress her cheek. 'What is he doing?' Jiang Ye's pupils trembled slightly, unsure of what to do. However, she slowly realized that Luo Qingchuan was only tidying up her wet and messy hairline with great care and patience. Jiang Ye's confused gaze grew a bit dull. ...... March Update Schedule Thank you for waiting, I'm Nan Zi. Because these days I need to accumulate a stockpile of chapters, I haven't held any rewards. This novel will be available on March 5th, and on that day, there will be more than 20,000 characters released. After the release, there will be a minimum of two updates per day. 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