Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

“After all, it’s a newly created technique. According to what my master said in her message, it still needs some refinement before being completely finished…”

Faced with Luo Wusheng’s question, Lu Yuliu instinctively answered, but a certain thought she had tried to suppress once again surfaced in her mind.
If wishes really were so effective right now, should she give it a try herself?
And her wish at this moment…

She hoped the guy beside her would take the initiative to say that he wanted to be with her forever— No, no, no! What was she even thinking?!
Even if wishing were that effective, she absolutely wouldn’t make that kind of wish!
‘Um… Maybe I should wish for a spell that can erase memories and just delete all the messy thoughts he has about me…’

—No, that wouldn’t work either. After all, those messy memories practically run through their entire history together.
The Sword Fairy’s face showed a conflicted expression.
On the other hand, Luo Wusheng seemed rather energized.

He cast his gaze toward a nearby broken wall. Sword intent flickered in his eyes, and a shallow sword mark appeared on the wall.
This was purely the effect of sword intent, without using a single ounce of spiritual energy.
Feeling like his style had leveled up considerably, Luo Wusheng nodded in satisfaction.

Although his sword intent was still in its embryonic stage and had not yet evolved into a fully formed personal sword intent, the effects it produced already satisfied his aesthetic sense.
As for the sword technique the Sword Fairy had just taught him… Although its power was somewhat mediocre in the hands of a half-baked swordsman like him, that didn’t matter—it just needed to look impressive.
Little Yuli truly lived up to being his lucky charm. With the protagonist’s aura she carried, he couldn’t help but feel like he could accomplish anything.

But as these thoughts filled his mind, Luo Wusheng became increasingly aware of the warmth of the soft hand in ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) his grasp, and his face started to show a slightly strange expression.
When she was teaching him the technique earlier, the Sword Fairy had let go of his hand for a while.
However, after he captured the two Soulblade Specters and gave her one to strengthen her sword intent, her hand somehow found its way back to his.

The reason she gave was to help him stabilize his newly formed sword intent.
Since the Sword Fairy was the successor to the Sword Ancestor and the future number one in the realm of swordsmanship, Luo Wusheng hadn’t doubted her explanation too much and felt smug instead, thinking he had scored more points in her favor.
But now… it had been nearly half an hour since he formed the embryonic stage of his sword intent.
Luo Wusheng finally felt that something wasn’t quite right.

‘Thinking carefully, Little Yuli has indeed changed a lot compared to the last time she recovered from her episode… Is it because more things happened this time, or is it…?’
His gaze shifted slightly, landing on the Sword Fairy’s rosy lips.
Recalling the sweet taste from earlier, Luo Wusheng involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The movement caught Lu Yuliu’s attention. When she realized where Luo Wusheng was looking, she froze for a moment. Then, a flush quickly spread across her delicate face.
In her fluster, she seemed to realize something and swiftly let go of Luo Wusheng’s hand, turning her head away awkwardly.
“I— I need to return to the Sword Sect!”

Yes, that’s it. Since she had already fulfilled her promise to teach him the sword technique, it was time to head back, lest her master suddenly decide to depart early.
It definitely wasn’t because she was embarrassed and wanted to run away—definitely not!
…

Watching the faintly trembling sword light vanish into the distance as if fleeing, Luo Wusheng felt his heart still racing.
Why was the shy look on the Sword Fairy’s face so ridiculously alluring?
No, no, he needed to calm down. She wasn’t in her stupid state earlier, and it was normal for someone to feel embarrassed and shy after such an awkward situation…

As thoughts like “Could she actually like me?” kept popping into his head, Luo Wusheng slapped himself a couple of times to shake them off.
The dull ache in his head helped him regain his composure. He turned his gaze toward the direction Lu Yuliu had left.
As the Sword Ancestor’s successor, the Sword Fairy’s sword-riding speed was incredibly fast. Originally, he had thought about escorting her to the nearby city, even though he couldn’t enter the Sword Sect himself. But now, it seemed unnecessary.

After some thought, he took out the short sword at his waist and sent a message:
“Be careful while riding your sword. If anything unexpected happens, remember to contact me… Oh, and don’t drink while riding. As I always say: Unsafe sword-riding leads to tears for friends and family!”
After a brief wait, he received a reply:

“I know! And I never drink alcohol!”
Cough, that was an important bit of information—Little Yuli doesn’t drink. Well, the original story didn’t mention her drinking either. In that case, maybe he could prepare some non-alcoholic drinks for her next time?
Luo Wusheng’s lips curled into a small smile.

Putting the short sword away, he glanced at the surrounding ruins. Shaking his head slightly, he took a step forward.
In an instant, his figure disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was inside a narrow cave.

This cave was a spot Luo Wusheng had sensed while capturing the two unlucky Soulblade Specters that had wandered into his spiritual awareness earlier.
The cave wasn’t naturally formed but had been carved out by human hands. It seemed like someone had once hidden here for a short period, as there were remnants of dry grass beds and other simple furnishings. A stone lamp-like object hung on the wall, though it had long since run out of fuel.
“This place will do nicely, saves me some effort…” Luo Wusheng muttered as he began tidying up the cave using his spiritual energy with one hand, while the other patted the storage bag at his waist.

A cage holding the nearly “purified” Rat Netherkin fell to the ground with a clatter. However, the little Rat inside remained unconscious, its ugly face occasionally contorting in pain even while asleep.
‘Huh? It feels like after it turned white, it doesn’t look as ugly anymore… Is this what they mean by ‘a fair complexion hides all flaws’?’
But judging from its condition, the pain of dividing its spirit seemed to have hit this Rat Netherkin pretty hard. It had been three or four hours now, and the sun was already up, yet it still hadn’t woken up.

How should he wake this little thing up?
Looking at the small white Rat in the cage, Luo Wusheng’s hands began itching to act.
He remembered that before learning the Sword Fairy’s Returning Sword Technique, he had mastered another brand-new technique—the Nether Uprising Technique and the Hemal Sanguine Technique from the headless Buddha statue.

Maybe this was a good chance to try out the Nether Uprising Technique?
As this thought crossed his mind, his body instinctively began activating the secret technique. His spiritual energy flowed according to the method, forming an invisible, specialized “glove” that wrapped around his hand.
Then, he paused.

According to the Nether Uprising Technique, he also needed to infuse some emotional connection into the process for the Netherkin being treated.
But he and this Rat Netherkin shared no such bond. It wasn’t even his true pet. If anything, the Rat had once hated him to the core, and he hadn’t held back in nearly taking its life earlier.
Stopping for a moment, Luo Wusheng glanced at the Rat Netherkin inside the cage.

Hmm, it was still really ugly.
As soon as that thought crossed his mind, Luo Wusheng suddenly let out a small “huh?”
The Nether Uprising Technique wrapped around his hand seemed to flicker faintly.

Immediately after, a strange connection formed between his hand and the Rat Netherkin inside the cage.
After pondering for a moment, Luo Wusheng dismissed the cage holding the Rat Netherkin and released it from confinement. Then, with some hesitation, he reached out a single finger and lightly touched its body.
The little Rat shuddered violently, its fur standing on end from head to tail. Its tightly closed eyes blinked open in a daze.

Then it spoke its first words upon waking up:
“Ah, I’m so ugly…”