Chapter 320: Delivered to your door automatically!
"Luo Luo, who is this little fellow?"
A day later, in the grand living room of the Shen family's private villa, Shen Anyu sat comfortably on a sofa made of Italian calfskin. He looked at the energetic martial arts fanatic young girl and the delicate, girlish-looking boy standing in front of him, a mysterious, knowing smile playing on his lips.
The boy, roughly 1.23 meters tall, was a sorry sight. He was clad in oversized, tattered clothes that hung off his small frame like rags on a scarecrow. His face was smudged with dirt, his hair was a bird's nest of tangles, and he smelled faintly of sour sweat and dust. He looked like a little beggar who had crawled out of a dumpster.
However, his pair of dark, lively eyes seemed extraordinary. They darted around the room with an intelligence and cunning far beyond his apparent age, assessing threats and opportunities like a seasoned veteran.
"Master Brother, this is my Little Junior Brother Ye Linyuan. He's in big trouble. Please don't tell anyone else, and it's best not to reveal any information about him."
The cute little disciple, Yang Luoluo, spoke to Shen Anyu with an earnest expression. She completely ignored Ye Linyuan's continuous, desperate winks from the side, which were signaling her to shut up.
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Linyuan is speechless and heartbroken. Plundered +9999 Destiny Value.]
At this moment, Ye Linyuan was utterly speechless, his heart heavy as lead. He felt like slapping his own forehead. Senior Sister, oh Senior Sister, you are selling me out so thoroughly!
He had originally planned to find his Third Senior Sister, the renowned Goddess Doctor Murong Jieyu. Her medical skills were legendary, capable of curing the living and reviving the dead. If anyone could reverse the strange curse that had turned him into a child and stripped him of his cultivation, it was her.
But reality was cruel. He had no contact information for Murong Jieyu.
When his Eldest Senior Sister, the aloof Female Sword Immortal Pei Changli, drove him out of the valley, she only gave him a letter and a token to prove his identity. No phone number, no address, nothing. It was a test, she said. A test of survival.
Furthermore, Goddess Doctor Murong Jieyu was a wandering sage. She traveled extensively across the mountains and rivers, healing the sick and saving the poor, making her whereabouts as elusive as the wind. Finding her without a network was like finding a needle in a continent-sized haystack.
In desperation, after suffering the ambush in the desert, Ye Linyuan had tried to return to the deep valley to seek refuge with Eldest Senior Sister Fairy Pei. He hoped her sword could protect him.
But to his horror, he discovered that there were strong cultivators—likely from the Martial God Hall—ambushing the entrance to the valley. They were waiting for him.
Ye Linyuan was almost caught. It was a terrifyingly close shave.
Fortunately, Ye Linyuan was resourceful and quick-witted. Realizing he had lost his adult strength but gained a child's appearance, he utilized this "disadvantage" to his advantage. He pretended to be a lost, innocent child, crying and acting cute, successfully fooling the guards who were looking for a young adult swordsman.
In reality, Ye Linyuan didn't know that his "escape" was entirely orchestrated. He had fallen straight into Shen Anyu's sight the moment he stepped out of the desert.
If not for Shen Anyu's secret instructions to the ambushing guards to "let the child go," how could a mere disguise allow him to slip through a net tightened by Grandmasters?
Shen Anyu played 4D chess while Ye Linyuan was playing checkers. Shen Anyu knew that if he were to try to kill Ye Linyuan again right then, the residual soul imprint of the Sword Palace Master Lin Xuanyan—a terrifying Land Immortal entity sleeping within Ye Linyuan—would erupt in self-defense. That would lead to unpredictable chaos, and he might lose Ye Linyuan's whereabouts again.
So, he didn't act directly. Instead, he chose the path of manipulation. He sent people to keep an eye on him, guiding him like a sheepdog herding a lost lamb.
Without a life-or-death crisis to trigger the soul imprint, Ye Linyuan at this time was just a cripple, a powerless weakling who could be easily manipulated and monitored.
With the ambush blocking his retreat to the valley, and unable to send news in, Ye Linyuan had no choice but to find a way to contact his other Senior Sisters in the secular world.
Although he had no contact numbers, Ye Linyuan knew the general identities of his other six Senior Sisters from his Master's stories.
His Seventh Senior Sister, Yang Luoluo, was the young mistress of the prominent Yang Family of Jiangnan. This was a public identity, easy to find. As long as he went through the Yang Family channels, he could contact her.
What Ye Linyuan didn't know was that after he failed to return to the deep valley and his whereabouts became known to Shen Anyu, his every move fell into Shen Anyu's comprehensive surveillance network.
It was Shen Anyu who secretly smoothed the path, helping him contact the Yang Family of Jiangnan without alerting other factions. Otherwise, a dirty little beggar claiming to be the "Junior Brother" of the young mistress wouldn't have been so easily acknowledged by the guards of the Yang Family. He would have been kicked out as a scammer.
Subsequently, Yang Luoluo, overjoyed to hear news of her junior brother, sent people to pick up Ye Linyuan immediately, leading to the scene before them.
'Seventh Senior Sister, I told you repeatedly not to reveal my identity to outsiders! Why did you spill the beans the moment you saw this man?'
Ye Linyuan muttered inwardly, his face twitching. He looked at Seventh Senior Sister Yang Luoluo's straightforward honesty and open admiration for Shen Anyu, and he almost wanted to jump up and shout a warning. Don't trust him! He looks like a villain!
Shen Anyu glanced at Ye Linyuan with a faint, amused smile. He could practically hear the gears turning in the boy's head.
Although Ye Linyuan repeatedly instructed Yang Luoluo not to reveal his identity to prevent the Martial God Hall from finding out, how could Yang Luoluo hide anything from her dearest Master Brother?
In Yang Luoluo's heart, Master Brother Shen Anyu's status was much higher than that of Ye Linyuan, this convenient Little Junior Brother she had never even met before today. Shen Anyu was her mentor, her idol, and the object of her secret affection. Ye Linyuan was just... a task from her Master.
Ye Linyuan, by throwing himself into the net, had returned to Shen Anyu's control perfectly.
At this moment, Ye Linyuan still didn't know that the handsome, noble Big Brother in front of him was the mastermind behind his suffering, the big villain who had caused him to fall into such a predicament.
He quickly adjusted his strategy. Since he was already here, he might as well use this man's power. He widened his eyes, trying to look as harmless and pitiful as possible. He acted like a child, being adorable and very cute:
"Big Brother, please take me in! Little Yuan is willing to do anything; he's very obedient. I can sweep the floor, I can clean..."
He had heard from the servants on the way in that Shen Anyu was the Young Master of the Yanxia Shen Family. That title carried immense weight. With such an identity, Shen Anyu would surely possess the resources to contact the elusive Goddess Doctor and his other Senior Sisters. Furthermore, staying here would be safer. The Shen Family's protection would act as a shield against the threat of the Martial God Hall.
Perhaps I can even use this Shen Anyu as a pawn to deal with the colossal Martial God Hall for me, Ye Linyuan thought, his mind racing with schemes. Let the tiger fight the wolf while I recover.
Ye Linyuan was making his calculations, his eyes darting around, dark as lacquer, hiding a maturity that didn't fit his face.
"Master Brother, Little Yuan is very pitiful. He's been wandering alone. Please help him."
Yang Luoluo walked over to Shen Anyu and hugged his arm naturally, shaking it gently while pleading.
She was a sentimental person and, knowing Ye Linyuan was her Little Junior Brother, wanted to help. Although it was their first meeting, the bond of the same sect made her feel a special closeness and responsibility towards this Little Junior Brother Ye Linyuan.
In reality, Yang Luoluo didn't even know how old Ye Linyuan was. She only confirmed Ye Linyuan's identity after he showed her the letter and token. Among the seven Senior Sisters, only Pei Changli and Ye Linyuan had lived together day and night and were very familiar with each other. The others had left the valley long ago.
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Linyuan is jealous and displeased. Plundered +9999 Destiny Value.]
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Seeing Yang Luoluo intimately hugging Shen Anyu's arm, her chest pressing against him as she swayed and acted spoiled, Ye Linyuan felt a sharp pang of displeasure in his heart.
Hey! That's my Senior Sister!
Seventh Senior Sister Yang Luoluo was energetic and cute, with a vibrant, athletic figure that was very hot. Even though he was currently in a child's body, his mind was that of a young man—and the reincarnated Sword Saint Lin Xuanyan. He had already, in his mind, considered her another one of his future wives, part of his harem.
But how did a young, handsome Master Brother suddenly appear? And why was she so intimate with him? The look in her eyes... it wasn't just respect. It was adoration.
Shen Anyu saw the displeasure and jealousy flashing in Ye Linyuan's eyes. He found it amusing. A child trying to guard his food? Cute.
Looking at Yang Luoluo hugging his arm and swaying, feeling the softness of her touch, he pondered for a moment. He didn't pull his arm away. Instead, he smiled gently at her.
"Since he's Luo Luo's Little Junior Brother, then let him stay. Your family is my family."
In reality, even if Yang Luoluo hadn't pleaded, Shen Anyu would have taken Ye Linyuan in.
Shen Anyu wouldn't feel at ease if this Child of Destiny, who possessed tens of millions of Destiny Value, wasn't supervised closely. A protagonist running wild was a recipe for disaster—they tended to level up randomly.
Due to the [Divine Rank Curse Talisman], Ye Linyuan had now become a cripple and reverted to a child. But he still harbored the residual soul imprint of Sword Palace Master Lin Xuanyan, a Land Immortal at the peak, within him. That was a nuclear bomb waiting to detonate in a life-or-death crisis.
If this fellow wasn't kept close, something would go wrong sooner or later. After all, with tens of millions of Destiny Value, he could pick up treasures and inheritances even by jumping off a cliff or tripping over a rock. It was more reassuring to keep him close, under Shen Anyu's nose, for direct supervision.
With [Love Infinite Teleport], Shen Anyu could advance and retreat freely. He wasn't afraid of problems arising with Ye Linyuan by his side. Even if the soul imprint burst out, Shen Anyu could retreat unscathed instantly.
He was keeping the enemy close until he found a way to kill him permanently. Once there was a method to bypass the soul imprint or drain his destiny completely, this menace would not be kept for a second longer.
"Long live Master Brother! You're the best!"
Seeing Shen Anyu agree, Yang Luoluo immediately beamed with joy. She cheered and hugged Shen Anyu tighter, burying her face in his shoulder.
Ye Linyuan watched this display of affection with a twitching eye, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. At least he was safe for now. He looked at Shen Anyu a little more favorably—at least this rich young master was generous.
After temporarily securing a place to stay, Ye Linyuan sniffed himself. He wrinkled his nose, feeling the peculiar, sour odor emanating from his body.
For over a day, he had either been traveling through the desert or being chased by explosions. It was also a hot summer day. His hygiene was non-existent.
If his martial arts cultivation had still been present, his body would be pure and dirt-repellent. But now that he had lost all his power and reverted to a mortal body, he was in a very sorry state. He was sticky, itchy, and gross.
Ye Linyuan looked at the beautiful Little Senior Sister Yang Luoluo. A mischievous idea formed in his mind. Since I'm a child now...
His eyes rolled as he put on his most innocent, pitiful expression and asked:
"Little Senior Sister, can you take Little Yuan to the bathroom to take a bath and change clothes? I smell stinky. I... I can't reach the taps."
He blinked his big eyes, trying to evoke her maternal instincts. Hehe, bathing with a beauty... even if nothing happens, the view will be nice.
Yang Luoluo, being a kind-hearted girl who saw him as a little brother, naturally agreed without a second thought.
"Of course! Come on, I'll help you scrub up," she said, preparing to take Ye Linyuan's hand.
Meanwhile, Shen Anyu became alert. His eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at Ye Linyuan with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"Little Yuan, can't you bathe and change clothes by yourself? You're not a baby, are you?"
Ye Linyuan, affected by the Divine Curse Talisman, had reverted to childhood and lost all his cultivation. He now looked like a child of five or six years old, already delicate and girlish in appearance. When he acted cute, he was even more adorable, quite impactful to women.
But Shen Anyu wouldn't be fooled by Ye Linyuan's appearance. He knew exactly what kind of wretched old soul lived inside that small body. This fellow was not honest. He was a lecherous protagonist trying to take advantage of the situation.
Ye Linyuan pretended to be innocent, shaking his head. "Little Yuan doesn't know how to use the fancy taps here. And I'm scared of slipping. Can Little Senior Sister help me? Please?"
Yang Luoluo didn't know that beneath Ye Linyuan's adorable child-like exterior, he was actually an adult man's consciousness. Seeing Ye Linyuan acting cute and scared, her heart inexplicably softened.
"Master Brother, he's just a kid. I'll just—" she started to say, ready to agree.
At this moment, Shen Anyu interrupted her. He stood up, blocking Ye Linyuan's path to her.
"Luo Luo isn't good at these things. She's a martial artist, rough with her hands. She might hurt you," Shen Anyu said with a concerned smile. "I'll find someone professional to help you. We have experts for this."
Clap! Clap!
He clapped his hands twice, the sound echoing crisply in the large room.
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