I Just Wanted to Live, but I Somehow Became Better Than the Main Character

Chapter 73: Poaching and Being Poached

Liang Xiao Rou led the way, exuding an intimidating presence that deterred most people from approaching Ye Yong. They simply followed them from a distance away, but slowly, a few ‘brave’ senior sisters began to appear.

“Junior Brother Ye, although you indeed possess exceptional talent in music and art, cultivating the Seven-Colored Foundation is exceedingly rare. Weren’t you previously cultivating the sword? Why did you go to the Music and Art Hall?”

“Yes, the Music and Art Hall is filled with female cultivators, where Yin dominates Yang. Junior Brother Ye, you are handsome and outstanding. If those women repressed for so long suddenly erupt and do something inappropriate to you, it would tarnish your innocence.”

“Yeah. Besides, the Music and Art Hall consists entirely of female cultivators. It sounds appealing to men, but how can they compare in numbers to our Sword Pavilion Hall?”

“If you’re worried about encountering trouble in the path of the sword, don’t be. We’ll personally guide you.”

After listening to the poaching pitch, Ye Yong was utterly speechless. It helped him understand why Yi Bai and the others were so afraid of him going out alone. Whenever Ye Yong was alone, a bunch of beautiful senior sisters would come persuading him to switch halls.

Whether it was intentional or not, Liang Xiao Rou didn’t stop them at all, leading the way forward by herself. The deeper they went into the Sword Pavilion, the more beautiful senior sisters appeared.

What was the difference between sword cultivators and music and art cultivators? The latter were gentle and refined, exuding scholarly elegance, while the former were energetic and passionate. As the saying goes, a woman pursuing a man was easy, being approached by attractive and proactive senior sisters would easily lead one astray and manipulate.

However, Ye Yong was a man with a divine physique, and he had clear strategic goals, so he wasn’t swayed. Flicking open his folding fan, Ye Yong looked up at the sky with a touch of sophistication. “Martial arts cultivate the body, and humanities cultivate the nature. I was once obsessed with martial arts, lost myself, and did some wrong things. Music and art soothe my troubled mind and cultivate my temperament. The future is uncertain, but for now, I just want to focus on studying music and art.”

Ye Yong had always been working on perfecting his persona. In the past, he had been so violent in the family, which was undoubtedly a black history of his, and there was a real possibility that it could be exposed. Sighing and reflecting on his past mistakes would undoubtedly whitewash his black history. Even if he couldn’t completely erase it, he would still be recognized as a prodigal man who realized his mistakes and became a better person¹.

Besides, for most cultivators, the longer they lived, the less they cared about the lives of ordinary people, let alone servants.

Ye Yong wouldn’t have any psychological burdens, because he wasn’t the one who murdered the servants. After transmigrating, he was really well behaved.

He was preemptively laying the groundwork for whitewashing his dark history when it would be exposed in the future and also refusing the invitations from his senior sisters, achieving two objectives with one move.

Ye Yong silently gave himself a thumbs up. I never realized that I could be so calculating. It must be because of the divine physique. Yes, that must be it.

After hearing these words, the female sword cultivators wondered what mistakes Ye Yong had made, but also dismissed the idea of persuading him to join the Sword Pavilion Hall. They felt that this 18-year-old young man was more mature than many cultivators who were several decades older. Even though they had cultivated for many years and had high levels of cultivation, they were like children, lacking mature thinking ability and often resorting to violence.

He saw through the messiness of the world and began to focus on his character. Men like Ye Yong are great. They all suddenly felt the urge to abandon the sword and study music and art with Ye Yong.

“The past is already gone. Junior Brother Ye’s talent in music is extremely high, and although I haven’t witnessed your art skills personally, I’m sure they are also excellent. It’s fine to maintain the current situation.”

“Yes, even though we are not junior and senior brothers and sisters in the same hall, if you encounter difficulties, you can come to us for help.”

“Whenever you want to learn swordsmanship, we’re willing to teach you. You can also come to teach us music and art when you have time. It would be very interesting.”

“In fact, we really like music and art.”

Liang Xiao Rou suddenly turned her head to look at those female sword cultivators. I called on you girls to persuade him to join the Sword Pavilion Hall, not to ask you to go to the Music and Art Hall with him. You’re supposed to poach him, what the hell are you girls doing getting poached?

“Ahem!” Liang Xiao Rou cleared her throat loudly. “I’m taking Junior Brother Ye to visit the Sword Pavilion Hall’s facilities. If you have nothing else to do, please disperse.”

“Xiao Rou, that’s not how it goes. If you can show him around, then so can we.”

“That’s right, the more people there are, the more lively it is.”

With Ye Yong here, Liang Xiao Rou couldn’t burst out, and besides, these female sword cultivators were usually on good terms with her, so they weren’t afraid of her.

“Hmph!” Liang Xiao Rou turned her head away with some frustration and walked ahead.

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When Ye Yong left the Sword Pavilion, it was already afternoon. If Ye Yong hadn’t said that he had urgent matters to attend to and left quickly, he would probably have been forced to stay the night at the neighboring Treasure Sword Mountain.

Ye Yong felt that there wouldn’t be any passionate events happening even if he was forced to stay. At most, the female sword cultivators would all want him to go to their rooms and then fight each other, and he would just watch them.

Riding on not his favorite magic blanket, Ye Yong arrived at the Contribution Hall at the First Mountain.

The Contribution Hall was divided into four departments: the Monthly Salary Department, which distributes resources for cultivation to disciples every month; the Exchange Department, where items could be exchanged for contribution points or spirit stones; the Missions Department, which accepted commissions; and finally, the Contribution Department, which recorded contribution points.

Ye Yong had visited the Contribution Hall two days ago and knew the way. Even if he didn’t, he didn’t need to ask anyone. Occasionally, kind senior sisters would come over and ask if he was lost and where he wanted to go.

In the novel, Ye Yong had a bunch of little fangirls just because of his appearance. And currently, in reality, Ye Yong had forged a divine physique, so his appearance and aura had risen to another level. Not only that, but his performance upon entering the sect was also astonishing, so now, not only did he have little fangirls, but he also had big fangirls², too.

Sure enough, the manager of the Mission Department was a middle-aged Nascent Soul Realm female cultivator, and she personally received Ye Yong, explaining everything very warmly. The expression in her eyes as she looked at Ye Yong was hard to describe, but in short, she was satisfied, very satisfied.

Ye Yong had gotten used to being stared at by little fangirls these days, but not yet by big fangirls.

It was like a flower-seasoned young girl³ being stared at by a middle-aged man. Although Ye Yong didn’t feel scared and flustered like a young girl would, he still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

“You’re at the 10th Layer of the Foundation Establishment Realm, right? These tasks should be suitable for you.” The manager led Ye Yong to a commission board.

There were several large boards on the commission board, each representing different realms, and there were many missions listed on each.

In the Heavenly Luo Sect, disciples from the Qi Refinement Realm to the 2nd Layer of the Foundation Establishment Realm didn’t need to do missions to earn contribution points because they were still relatively weak and couldn’t stand on their own.

In the New Emperor’s World, the age of adulthood was 16 years old, and only cultivators at least 16 years old and the 3rd layer of the Foundation Establishment Realm could accept missions. Before that, regardless of whether it was the age or cultivation not up the requirement, the sect would temporarily take care of them.

Where do the missions come from? From the various kingdoms.

As a top sect, the Heavenly Luo Sect naturally has many kingdoms following them, and they offer a certain amount of resources to the Heavenly Luo Sect each year. The Heavenly Luo Sect accepted their offering, so they naturally had to take care of them.

Therefore, when powerful monsters and demonic cultivators were found on the border of the kingdom, and the king was afraid of not being able to beat them or didn’t want to waste the kingdom’s military powers, then he could submit a commission to the Heavenly Sect for them to deal with it.

In addition to the kingdoms, cities and villages would also have commissions such as driving away beasts.

The sect would also sometimes make missions, such as medicinal herbs for the Alchemy Hall, and materials for the Forging Hall, if the Contribution Hall happened to run out and needed someone to go out and get them.

Anyway, there were missions every day, and the Heavenly Luo Sect had a lot of disciples, so there was no need to worry about missions not getting completed.

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Translator’s Notes:

¹ 浪子回头金不换. Prodigal son who turned back, won’t trade for gold. Means that a bad person who does bad things, waste money, etc., and one day realizes what he has done is horrible and reflects on it and becomes a better person, is worth more than gold.

² Little fangirls meaning young and big fangirls meaning the older ones.

³ 花季少女. 花季 meaning flower season, beautiful/young, and 少女, meaning young girl, so basically, beautiful young girl (teenager).