The Villain Kills The Female Leads To Prove His Dao, Shattering Their Characters Completely

Chapter 7: One More Time:

The night sky was cool as water, with a lone bright moon hanging high above.

An hour later, Ning Jie shook his sore hands, flexing his wrists, which were already aching from exhaustion.

He couldn’t help but sigh in relief—thankfully, White Moon Peak was deserted at night. Otherwise, Qiu Yuebai’s unrestrained reactions would have definitely led to some serious misunderstandings!

“Master, how do you feel?” Ning Jie asked casually.

What he actually meant was: Apologies, dear guest. Your service time has ended. If you’d like to continue, you’ll need to extend your session.

But Qiu Yuebai didn’t catch the hidden meaning. Instead, she sighed contentedly.

“I feel wonderful, completely refreshed. If you could repeat the techniques you just used, the effects would be even better!”

Ning Jie’s brow twitched.

Again?!

This woman truly didn’t see him as an outsider, did she?

He was still a mortal with no cultivation! An hour of high-intensity work had drained him completely—his physical exhaustion was one thing, but the mental strain was far worse!

Honestly, what sane person could endure such a trial?

And now, she wanted him to do it all over again? Who could possibly handle that?!

“Master, why don’t we continue another day? I’m just a mortal, and my energy is limited,” Ning Jie quickly found an excuse.

Qiu Yuebai opened her eyes, which had been slightly closed in relaxation, and gave him a lazy yet knowing look.

This brat… still so full of excuses!

She had already anticipated his response. A sly smile formed on her lips as she said, “Oh, I nearly forgot. Don’t worry—this wisp of spiritual energy will revitalize you.”

The hell?!

This cursed line!

Ning Jie’s face twitched as he watched a wisp of soft spiritual energy flow from Qiu Yuebai’s fingertip and effortlessly merge into his body.

In an instant, he felt as if his eighteen-year-old self—the one with boundless stamina—had returned!

He even had the illusion that he could go seven rounds… and then another seven…

But despite regaining his energy, Ning Jie wasn’t pleased with Qiu Yuebai’s blatant disregard for his consent.

What the hell?! You can’t just forcefully inject energy into me without asking!

Just because you’re beautiful doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want! Unless… you let me turn the tables and do the same!

Of course, he only dared to complain in his heart. Saying it out loud? That was a shortcut to suicide.

“Disciple, are you ready?” Qiu Yuebai murmured, clearly eager to continue.

She even closed one eye and gave him a playful wink!

What the hell?!

Ning Jie’s heart skipped a beat.

This… this was something a centuries-old woman would do?!

Oh, so you wanna play games?

Fine! Just you wait!

Ning Jie smirked, determined to get back at her. Without warning, he grabbed her foot and, under the guise of massaging, sneaked in a few quick tickles on her sole.

“What are you doing?!”

Qiu Yuebai had not expected this. No woman could resist having her foot tickled—she was no exception!

Caught off guard, she instinctively kicked out in response…

And her foot landed directly on Ning Jie’s face.

A soft, fragrant scent instantly enveloped him.

Accompanied by a plush, delicate sensation.

For a moment, time seemed to freeze.

Ning Jie suddenly recalled a snack from Blue Star—one called Little Pudding.

The air became eerily still.

Ning Jie stared blankly at the “Little Pudding” in front of him, while Qiu Yuebai, equally mortified, stared back at him.

Drip.

A drop of water fell, breaking the silence.

In a flash, Qiu Yuebai retracted her foot at lightning speed, stuffing it into her loose Daoist robe as she turned away and shouted, “The disciple initiation ceremony is complete! I-I’m tired now! Leave at once!”

“Ah… alright!”

Sensing the awkward atmosphere, Ning Jie didn’t linger. He quickly bowed and left, not even bothering to wipe the moisture off his face.

As he walked back under the moonlit sky, shadows of trees flickered across the courtyard.

Returning to his room, he sank into a hot bath, letting out a long sigh.

He washed his face multiple times, yet he could still faintly smell Qiu Yuebai’s fragrance. Maybe it was just his imagination?

Regardless, today’s events had been completely absurd!

First, he was reborn.

Then, by some ridiculous twist of fate, he was taken back to the sect by Qiu Yuebai.

And finally, he ended up performing the most bizarre disciple initiation ceremony in history!

Qiu Yuebai’s sudden appearance in Xiling City was already strange enough—after all, this was his second time reliving this life. There was no telling how the story would change.

But even putting that aside, since when had the disciple initiation ceremony on the Tianyan Continent changed from serving tea… to washing feet?!

No matter how long he thought about it, he couldn’t figure it out.

Eventually, he decided to stop dwelling on it.

Maybe this world had its own evolving set of rules, and he just wasn’t aware of them. After all, the original author couldn’t have possibly fleshed out every tiny detail of this world.

The most important thing right now was to focus on cultivation.

With the story moving faster than expected, it was only a matter of time before Lin Bei, that damn protagonist, arrived at the Melodic Sound Sect.

If Ning Jie wanted to take him down, he needed to reach a higher cultivation level as soon as possible. Only absolute strength could ensure that Lin Bei had no chance to turn the tables!

Thinking of this, Ning Jie’s fighting spirit ignited. He immediately sat cross-legged on his bed, preparing to cultivate.

But in that moment, his expression changed drastically.

“What the hell?! Where did it go?!”

Ning Jie couldn’t suppress his shock.

As he tried to recall the cultivation techniques from his past life, he found that his memory was completely blank!

What the hell is this?!

“System! Crazy system! What’s going on?!”

When in doubt, summon the system!

After being called upon, the system finally responded in its usual cold, robotic tone.

[In response to the host’s inquiry, the techniques from the previous life were based on the 2.0 system version. With this life’s system upgrade, the outdated 2.0 techniques have been discarded due to incompatibility.]

Ning Jie froze.

Oh? So you’re playing version updates now? What do you think you are—Windows?!

The system continued explaining.

[In this life, the host must face the Child of Destiny. The outdated techniques cannot guarantee absolute dominance over him. Therefore, the system has upgraded all rewards, including cultivation techniques, to ensure the host can completely suppress the Child of Destiny.]

Hearing this, Ning Jie felt slightly tempted.

After all, the system had given him nothing but useless skills in his past life—god-tier cross-dressing techniques, spiritual field farming methods, master-level cooking, postnatal care for spirit beasts…

And as for his cultivation techniques? They were a mess, a mishmash of subpar methods that never truly elevated him.

Thinking of this, Ning Jie frowned in contemplation.

Could this system really be telling the truth this time?

Still, he wasn’t going to put all his faith in it. Who knew if it was just making empty promises?

It was best to prepare for both possibilities. If the system played dirty again, he needed a backup plan!

Decision made, he resolved to visit Qiu Yuebai first thing in the morning to seek guidance on cultivation techniques.

As her sole disciple, surely she would be thrilled by his eagerness to learn, right?

And if she was as devoted as she had been in his past life, she would definitely teach him everything without hesitation!

With these thoughts, Ning Jie drifted into a deep sleep.

But tonight, for many within the Melodic Sound Sect, it would be a sleepless night.

A shocking rumor was spreading like wildfire.

“What?! You’re saying there’s a man in the Melodic Sound Sect?!”