He opened the door.
Chen Qianchi walked in first, leading the way into the room.
Chu Fan followed closely, even closing the door behind him with his back, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
She decided that during this time of soul-swapping, she would find something for Chu Fan to do, so he wouldn’t be so idle and wander around like a street thug.
The more romantic entanglements Chu Fan had, the more naturally she could blend in among them, and then Liang Yixue wouldn’t easily discover her.
The plan was working!
Who said she was a brainless gorilla?
She just usually couldn’t be bothered with scheming—anything that could be solved with fists was solved with fists.
When it came to the critical moment, she was always sharp as a tack!
Thinking this, Dongfang Qingwei teleported directly in front of Chen Qianchi before she could turn around.
“Master, we…”
As soon as she turned, she saw the sword-like brows and starry eyes so close.
Chen Qianchi’s pretty face blushed, but she controlled her instinct to step back and steadied herself.
She swallowed and still asked:
“Master… we…”
She was a bit overstimulated and forgot what she was about to say, so she shyly looked away.
But Chu Fan held her chin and turned her face back, forcing her to meet his eyes, and said with a light smile: “We? What about us?”
“We…”
With that one look, Chen Qianchi was even more at a loss for words.
She stared into Chu Fan’s eyes, her pupils trembling slightly, her cheeks growing hot, her mind a blank.
What’s going on?
Today’s master… seems different than usual…
But… this kind of master… isn’t bad either…
“What’s wrong, Qianchi? Your face is very red. Are you unwell?”
“No… no… Eep!”
Chen Qianchi let out a soft cry because, before she could finish speaking, Chu Fan pushed aside her bangs and pressed his forehead against hers.
The distance between them was so close that Chen Qianchi could feel his scorching breath.
Their noses were touching, and their eyelashes almost brushed together.
“What’s wrong, Little Dragon Girl? Scared already?”
“No… not at all…”
Chen Qianchi lowered her eyes, her face reddening all the way to her ears, but she remained stubborn.
“Ah…!”
Suddenly, Chu Fan lifted his head and moved away from Chen Qianchi.
The latter let out a reluctant cry, as if wanting more, but said nothing more.
Until she sat on the bed with Chu Fan, watching him search for something on the mattress.
Chen Qianchi suddenly opened her arms and hugged him from behind, pressing her whole body and face against his back.
Suddenly embraced from behind, Dongfang Qingwei wasn’t startled but rather delighted.
With her back to Chen Qianchi, a slow smile crept onto her lips.
She had intentionally chosen this position.
She wasn’t actually looking for anything—just pretending to be busy.
As for why she chose this spot…
“What’s wrong, Qianchi?”
Dongfang Qingwei asked, feigning ignorance.
“Master… I… I like you…”
Hearing this, Dongfang Qingwei blinked in slight confusion.
She could tell this little dragon girl liked Chu Fan—anyone could.
But she really hadn’t expected Chen Qianchi, who was always hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, to suddenly confess so bluntly.
Did I come on too strong just now?
No help for it now.
The die was cast, and Dongfang Qingwei had been pushed to the summit by the atmosphere.
Even if she wanted to back down immediately, it wouldn’t be so simple.
Her mind did a full 360-degree spin.
Dongfang Qingwei placed her hand over Chen Qianchi’s, feeling the latter’s slight tremble, and answered with feigned innocence: “Mm, I like you too, Qianchi.”
At this reply, Chen Qianchi tightened her arms, pressed her thin lips together, and said:
“Not that kind of like… the kind… that wants to get married… like…”
“!”
Dongfang Qingwei’s eyes widened instantly.
What the hell?!
That’s way too direct!?
Doesn’t fit this little girl’s character!?
She just wanted to tease the girl a bit, raise some favorability , help Chu Fan advance the romance route.
What’s happening now?!
About to complete a side quest right away!?
Even if Dongfang Qingwei isn’t the first to solo this side route, the main route of Liang Yixue isn’t even cleared yet!
What’s going on!?
Just as Dongfang Qingwei was still thinking how to respond, Chen Qianchi’s next words came out.
“Master… I want to revive the Dragon Clan…”
Huh?
Dongfang Qingwei was confused again.
Why bring that up at a time like this?
What does that mean?
“Would you… be willing to help me…?”
Nice!
Dongfang Qingwei was waiting for those words!
Without hesitation, she replied gently: “Of course, why wouldn’t I be willing?”
Dongfang Qingwei definitely thought she was incredibly clever right now.
Reviving a clan can’t be that hard—just teach her some powerful spells, have Chu Fan forge some strong artifacts for her, and find some ancient dragon heritage.
Then pop out a few…
Wait!
Hold on!
Hold on, hold on, hold on!
Dongfang Qingwei remembered that Chu Fan had once said that although Chen Qianchi was a Heavenly Dragon, she wasn’t the kind of Heavenly Dragon that was common in ancient times.
Rather…
“!!!!!”
Dongfang Qingwei was shocked, not only because she suddenly thought of something crucial, but also because she realized Chen Qianchi’s hands were no longer hugging her.
Instead, from behind came the rustling sound of undressing.
She whipped her head around, her gaze meeting Chen Qianchi, who was now only wearing a bellyband.
For some reason—perhaps instinct—even though Dongfang Qingwei was also a woman, her face turned red.
Seeing Chen Qianchi still not stopping, about to remove even the bellyband, Dongfang Qingwei quickly began to explain:
“Um, Qianchi, you might have misunderstood. I didn’t mean that. I was just…”
But before she could finish, Chen Qianchi cupped her face with both hands, lifted her head, and slowly leaned in.
“Master… I like you so much…”
“Mmph!”
Dongfang Qingwei’s eyes turned into a mess of dizzy spirals, her face flushed bright red, and she even forgot to push Chen Qianchi away.
Even though she’s using a man’s body now, her soul is still a girl. In plain terms, isn’t this just girls kissing girls!?
And this little dragon girl is even sticking out her tongue…
Dongfang Qingwei’s consciousness became more and more hazy.
She only wanted to advance the progress a bit, but it seems she overplayed her hand…
By the time the kiss ended, both were panting heavily.
Chen Qianchi looked at Chu Fan in front of her and smiled happily.
Because she had clearly felt Chu Fan’s response just now, she also shed tears of happiness.
But Dongfang Qingwei felt differently—she just wanted to run away.
However, her mind already unclear, before she could stand up, Chen Qianchi, wearing only her bellyband, locked her arms around her neck.
Chen Qianchi leaned back, pulling Chu Fan’s body down with her.
Dongfang Qingwei ended up propping herself on her hands beside Chen Qianchi’s ears, pressing down on top of her, looking down from above.
Now she felt sorry for Chu Fan, who had been in this position on top of her before.
So this kind of scene could be this awkward.
She had goosebumps all over.
Chen Qianchi hooked her arms around Chu Fan’s neck, her fiery eyes fixed firmly on him, as if trying to melt him in her gaze.
For a long moment, although her cheeks were bright red, Chen Qianchi still looked Chu Fan straight in the eye and said, trembling:
“Master… please… enjoy…”
(What kind of shameless talk is this?!)
Dongfang Qingwei cursed inwardly.
Even she had never said such things to Chu Fan.
This girl looked silly but was unexpectedly high-level!
Pretending to be sweet all along!?
But Dongfang Qingwei remembered this move.
She’d have to try it herself next time—but that would have to wait until after seven days.
Just as Dongfang Qingwei was thinking how to escape from this impossible situation, footsteps sounded outside the door—two sets of them.
Dongfang Qingwei felt it was a gospel of salvation.
After all, kissing between girls was already the limit of what she could accept.
No, even the kiss was forced upon her.
She didn’t accept it at all!
She was absolutely straight!
So, since she couldn’t even accept kissing between girls, she certainly couldn’t accept anything more between girls.
As for why it was okay with Chu Fan?
Because she knew that body contained Chu Fan’s soul.
And if she could play with Chu Fan turned into a woman, why not?
But even with all those reasons, they could be summed up in one:
He was different.
Simple as that.
“Someone’s coming. Get dressed,” Dongfang Qingwei said sternly.
A hint of regret flashed in Chen Qianchi’s eyes, but she had no choice.
She sat up and put on her clothes.
Dongfang Qingwei was faster—she hadn’t taken off any clothes—so she reached the door first to welcome the guests.
When the door was knocked, Chu Fan opened it.
She saw that the two people outside were unfamiliar faces.
One wore a mask with some burn marks spilling out from the edges—obviously a sign that her face was scarred—and her whole body carried a heavy yin aura.
(This… Snake Scorpion Palace people are here too?) Dongfang Qingwei muttered inwardly in confusion.
On the other side, standing beside the masked woman, was a completely different figure.
She was a bit taller than the masked woman, with ice-blue eyes, a cold demeanor, and considerable cultivation.
Although she couldn’t compare to Dongfang Qingwei, if she fought Chen Qianchi inside the room, it was hard to say who would win.
But despite her icy temperament, her expression now seemed somewhat guilty.
She didn’t even dare to look up and just kept clutching the hem of her clothes, head lowered.
Dongfang Qingwei had no interest in either of them at first—one was from Snake Scorpion Palace, naturally unlikable, and the other seemed like a talented but insecure person—neither was interesting, not as fun as teasing Chen Qianchi.
That was until the one with ice-blue eyes spoke.
“Master… we were ordered by the sect leader… to discuss the order of appearance for the sect tournament…”
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