SWNOVELXO Chapter 3: I'm Showing My Cards! Stay Away! I'm Invincible, Do Whatever You Want:
Chapter 3: I’m Showing My Cards! Stay Away! I’m Invincible, Do Whatever You Want:
[Congratulations]
[You have completed your first diary]
[The diary is officially open, the only owner is: Lu Yun]
[Rewards are being distributed…]
[Opening…]
[Congratulations! ]
[Your physique has been successfully promoted to: Innate Dao Saint physique]
[You have obtained: Villain Halo, Bone Tempering Pillx1, Qi and Blood Pillx1]
[Your diary has been bound to divine consciousness. You can now write in it with your mind without summoning it]
[Introduction:]
[Physique (before promotion): When you practice with the opposite sex, the cultivation speed of one side increases by 3 times, but there is a risk of energy backlash.]
[Innate Dao Saint physique (after promotion): When you practice with the opposite sex, the cultivation speed of both parties increases by 10 times. Neither side will experience energy backlash, and at the end of practice, you also gain 10 times the other party’s cultivation progress.]
[Villain Halo: You are immune to the protagonist’s reduced intelligence effect and will not suffer from the backlash of the protagonist’s luck.]
Feeling the changes in his physique, Lu Yun widened his eyes.
“Huh? This is amazing.”
“My villain physique has turned into a cheat?”
“If I keep going like this, I won’t be able to stay low-profile anymore.”
As a villain—no, a major villain—he was supposed to be a tool for the protagonist’s success. He couldn’t be mediocre. The best way to define a villain is to oppress others and win without limits. His physique was made for such a role. But now, his villain physique had transformed into a supreme physique. Suppressing the protagonist? That might not even be difficult anymore… This was hard to judge.
Lu Yun exhaled comfortably.
“Forget it. No point thinking about it now. I just need to follow the plot, gather beauties, and bring them home. That’s the path of a king.”
Thinking of this, he took out two pills from his spiritual space and swallowed them.
In an instant, his body crackled as if something had burst open. His bones and flesh began to greedily absorb the spiritual energy from the heavens and the earth. His blood and qi surged wildly.
The rapid increase in strength made him murmur in satisfaction.
After a moment, he regained clarity.
He clenched his fists, and although he hadn’t even started his cultivation journey yet—he wasn’t even in the Qi Refining Stage—the force of 108,000 pounds in one arm was hard to ignore.
“Just one diary, and I’ve grown this much. I can’t even imagine what I’ll become in ten or a hundred days.”
“It’s said that cultivation is a gradual process. Others painstakingly absorb spiritual energy to slowly progress.”
“But me? I just lie down, write a diary, and I grow stronger without any side effects.”
“I’ll go out, torment the protagonist for fun.”
“Find some beauties to make life more enjoyable.”
“Zizizizi…”
“Life… It’s truly lonely, like snow.”
Muttering this, he silently took out his diary.
[Hahaha!]
[I’m laying my cards on the table! Stay low! I’m invincible, do whatever you want!]
The beauties heading to the disciple-recruiting ceremony saw the contents of the diary and immediately frowned.
He said he’d keep a low profile a second ago, and now?
He’s already claiming to be invincible?
Does he have no shame?
They all gritted their teeth, wishing they could strike him down with a sword!
[Hahaha!]
[Beauties in the world of immortal cultivation! Your brother is here!]
[Wait for me to spoil you!]
The girls: …
Pah! Pah! Pah!
Shameless pervert!
In the carriage, Lu Yun, who was about to write more, was interrupted by his housekeeper.
“Master, we’ve arrived.”
Sighing, Lu Yun put away his diary and jumped off the carriage, a cigarette dangling from his mouth. Looking at the steps leading into the sky, Lu Yun felt no panic. Others might struggle, but with his current strength, he was already invincible in the mortal world.
“Old Chen, head back. This young master is off to pick up girls.”
Butler Chen, used to his young master’s nonsense, smiled and nodded.
“Master, I wish you success. You will certainly ascend to immortality.”
“Why do you sound so weird…?” Lu Yun looked disgusted.
“Alright, go home, and remember to update my parents on my safety.”
Butler Chen bowed and turned to leave.
“Oh, by the way, install some shock absorbers on the carriage wheels. They hurt my butt.”
“Eh?”
Butler Chen looked confused.
“Shock absorbers?”
What was that?
…
“I wonder if I’ll be chosen this time.”
“Yeah, if I can’t get into Mystic Jade Sect, I’ll have to go back and farm.”
In the martial arts square, a group of mortal disciples waited anxiously, wondering if they would be selected. Only Lu Yun stood out, completely unbothered. His script was already written: he would definitely become the direct disciple of Kuya, the peak master of Leiwu Peak.
According to the plot, they were both alike—secretly practicing forbidden arts while appearing as righteous cultivators of Mystic Jade Sect. It was a mutual understanding.
As for the protagonist? He would certainly become the direct disciple of Ye Qingxian at Qingxiu Peak, where he would start his harem.
“Silence!”
A low shout echoed. The square fell silent.
In the next moment, the sky trembled, and the few clouds scattered. Dazzling rays of light, brighter than the sun, filled the sky.
The immense pressure made mortals struggle to breathe. When the light faded, everyone lowered their arms and looked up. The disciples around them bowed in salute, and they followed suit.
Five men and two women, dressed in various robes, floated in the air, staring down with expressionless faces. Behind them, disciples in distinct uniforms hovered, watching the scene.
“Greetings to the sect master and the four peak masters.”
“Greetings to the senior brothers and sisters.”
Hearing the greeting, the group of mortal disciples quickly followed.
In the center stood Gu Xuanyu, the head of Mystic Jade Sect, with one hand in front and the other behind his back. He began to speak calmly.
Ye Qingxian, on his left, took the chance to scan the crowd of mortals below.
According to what the pervert had said, both she and the protagonist would attend this disciple-taking ceremony. She had to find him quickly, so she could take him to Qingxiu Peak and read his diary every day.
Who wouldn’t want to know their future? Whether this world was a novel or not didn’t matter to her—it wouldn’t change her resolve to ascend to the heavens. Soon, she spotted Lu Yun in the crowd.
Dressed in fine clothes and exuding energy, he stood out like a crane among chickens. His face practically begged to be punched.
“Little pervert… I found you!”
“What are you talking about, Junior Sister?”
Startled, Ye Qingxian turned to see Senior Brother Kuya looking at her with a flattering expression.
“It’s nothing.”
She dismissed him and continued to stare at Lu Yun, who was standing there in a daze.
What’s he doing? Why is he just standing there?
Frowning, she remembered something. She summoned the diary within her consciousness and let it float in front of her. Only she could see it; not even Lu Yun could notice it. There was no need to worry about being discovered.
Sure enough, he was writing in his diary again.
[Here we are, wow! There are so many people]
[Look at this bunch of weaklings—they’re already exhausted from climbing such a short staircase. If you had to climb Mount Taishan, would you die halfway up? ]
[You still think you can become immortals in the sect? Zizizizi]
The girls twitched their lips, black lines forming on their faces.
[Hey? Why is that beautiful woman staring at me?]
[Could it be that I’m so handsome she wants to do something bad to me?]
Ye Qingxian’s face darkened, gritting her teeth in frustration. Clearly, this was about her.
[Oh, I remember now. She’s dressed in plain robes, with bright eyes and white teeth, and an ice flower between her eyebrows.]
[She’s the most beautiful woman in the East! Ye Qingxian!]
Though she knew this guy was a pervert with bad intentions, hearing him call her the most beautiful woman still made the corners of Ye Qingxian’s lips curl up slightly.
At least he knows his stuff!
[Huh?]
[She’s the leader of the protagonist’s harem? Brainless Ye Qingxian?]
Ye Qingxian’s expression froze, and she trembled with fury.
That a**hole!
She wasn’t brainless!
But she didn’t realize that the seven disciples behind her were secretly glancing at her with strange expressions.
[She’s really pretty, but she’s not my type. I don’t want someone who loses her mind the moment she sees the protagonist.]
[Not only did she offer herself, but she also sacrificed a thousand years of cultivation to enlighten the protagonist.]
The girls’ faces changed drastically as they read this.
Ye Qingxian stood stunned inwardly, “Me? I offered my physique? And sacrificed a thousand years of cultivation???”
[Oh right, she also used her thousand-year-old cold jade marrow to exchange with her senior brother Qian Jing for another opportunity for the protagonist to enter the Mystic Jade Sect.]
Ye Qingxian: ???
Girls: Ah???
[She even used her only chance to comprehend the Enlightenment Tree to trade a bottle of physique Tempering Pill with Old Dog Kuya to enhance the protagonist’s physique.]
Ye Qingxian: ???
Girls: ???
[Afraid the protagonist might go astray in his cultivation, she accompanied him in training every day, willingly acting as his cauldron to stabilize his cultivation.]
Ye Qingxian: ???
All the women: …
Watching Lu Yun “reveal” Ye Qingxian’s past one step at a time, the seven disciples behind her looked disgusted.
Master… Lu Yun says you’re brain-dead. That feels like an insult to the word brain-dead.
The woman in the fiery red dress on the other side of the sect leader glanced at Ye Qingxian with a mocking smile, though her eyes held sympathy and pity.
[Even a brain-dead person wouldn’t want her!]
A**hole!
Ye Qingxian fumed, barely keeping her cool. If it wasn’t for a shred of reason holding her back, she would’ve gone down and slapped that b*****d into oblivion!
She was the most beautiful woman in the East!
Why would she willingly sacrifice so much?
Wouldn’t cultivation be better than making wedding clothes for that two-armed protagonist? Am I insane?
You b*****d!
Kuya whispered with concern. “Junior sister, are you okay?”
“Get lost!”
Seeing her cold and furious expression, Kuya awkwardly smiled, but deep in his eyes, a flash of coldness appeared as he turned away.
Ye Qingxian snorted and calmed herself, her disgust for the protagonist reaching its peak.
It wasn’t just her; all the women who read the diary now felt a deep disdain for the protagonist.
Who was Ye Qingxian? A proud woman destined for ascension.
Why would she give up her foundation and treasures for a man and make wedding clothes for others?
The only explanation was simple: the protagonist had the aura of the chosen one, affecting everyone’s thoughts.
Exactly what Lu Yun had said—anyone near the protagonist loses intelligence!
Understanding this, alarm bells rang in everyone’s hearts.
Ye Qingxian raised her delicate finger and cast the Qingxin Jue on the group. Instantly, a cool breeze washed over them, clearing their minds.
Everyone floating in the air felt refreshed, their thoughts sharper.
They exchanged surprised glances but knew Ye Qingxian’s personality well enough not to ask questions. She likely just wanted to help them stay clear-headed.
However, the seven disciples behind her were left utterly confused.
“Alright, that’s all I wanted to say,” the sect leader interrupted, breaking the tension. “Chang Xia, begin.”
“Wait a moment!”
Just as the sect leader finished speaking, a clear, pleasant voice called out.
Everyone turned to see a handsome young man in simple clothes, panting as he finally reached the top of the heavenly steps.
But as soon as he appeared, everyone felt an inexplicable warmth toward him, an urge to protect and be kind to him.
Especially when they saw his face—a mix of embarrassment, grievance, sunshine, and apology.
Only Ye Qingxian, her seven disciples, and the fiery red-dressed woman wore expressions cold enough to freeze a waterfall.
[Here it comes!]
[Hahaha! The protagonist has arrived! Hahaha!]
[Just as expected! This guy is about to pretend to be pitiful to gain sympathy.]
Sure enough, he’s the protagonist!
Everyone’s faces darkened further. Looking at that innocent, harmless expression, they suddenly wanted to cut him down right then and there!
“I’m sorry for being late.”
“I had to leave home, and I’m worried about my elderly parents. I made extra steamed buns for them, just in case.”
“If I don’t get accepted into the immortal sect, I can return home and care for them.”
“I also ran into a girl being robbed and helped her out, which took some time.”
“That’s why I’m late… I hope the master can give me a chance.”
Sure enough, the disciples below couldn’t resist pleading for him.
“Master, this boy is kind and filial. If he enters the immortal sect, it would be a blessing for the entire cultivation world.”
“Master, please give this child a chance.”
[Zizizizi, see? This is the protagonist’s halo at work, turning this group of cultivators into fools.]
[Such a lame excuse, and they believe it? What a bunch of idiots.]
The women nodded in agreement.
Idiots, indeed.
[Never mind! It’s my turn now!]
[Hahaha! I’ve waited long enough! The villain finally gets his spotlight!]
[I’m so excited!]
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