I Just Wanted To Live but I Somehow Became Better Than the Protagonist

“I saw him use music and painting to fight in the Great Zhou Dynasty, which really changed my view of them. As long as Yong’er can specialize in music and painting, he will become either a music saint or a painting saint in the future.” Ye Wen said, then looked at the other elder members: “Alright, everyone can go back now. He can’t rest with all the noise in the courtyard.”

Not long after, the elder members dispersed, and Lin Wei also returned to her residence, locking herself in like a thief.

She took out the three storage bags given to her by Yong’er, and her emotions, which had just calmed down, began to fluctuate uncontrollably again. A large sum of money was still a large sum of money, and even though the Ye family was very safe, Lin Wei couldn’t help but feel anxious, feeling that carrying it with her wasn’t right, and neither was finding a place to store it, worrying about gains and losses.

“Yong’er, Mother now completely understands your feelings.” Lin Wei let out a long sigh, sitting paralyzed in the chair, troubled for the first time because of “money”.

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The next morning, Wu Xue woke up, and since she started practicing, her sleep quality had been excellent, but she still vaguely remembered the heavy thunder last night.

After washing up, she went to the dressing table to comb her hair. Although Ye Yong was not around, as his maid, Wu Xue had always been very mindful of her appearance, not wanting to embarrass her young master.

After finishing her hair, a dull and dry day began again.

At the Tian Luo Sect, she at least had Lu Xiao Xiao to accompany her in training, but back at the Ye family, she was just a small servant, not qualified to enter the Ye family’s martial arts arena. During Ye Yong’s absence, she would stay in the separate courtyard, sweeping the floor repeatedly or sitting in the pavilion, waiting for her young master to return.

As she walked out of the living room, Wu Xue discovered that Xia Shi Qi and Xia Shi Jie were not around, and she couldn’t help but feel curious. Because there were two wolves that were as bored as she was. Especially Xia Shi Qi, who would go to the pond to watch fish at the Tian Luo Sect’s Hui Yun Peak, and roam around freely. Back at the Ye family, not to mention the unfamiliar environment, the Ye family was full of people stronger than it, so this cowardly wolf didn’t dare to run around, spending its days lying at the door, feeling suffocated, and sometimes Wu Xue thought its intelligence was quite high.

“Strange.” After searching the courtyard, Wu Xue still couldn’t find any trace of the wolf pets.

Although Xia Shi Qi often bullied her, snatching her food, after living together for a long time, they were companions under the same roof, and if they were gone, she would be left alone.

Sitting in the pavilion, looking at the snow on the ground, Wu Xue inexplicably thought of her lonely past, and her heart couldn’t help but feel a bit melancholic.

Loneliness was never scary, but what was scary was experiencing the warmth and then returning to loneliness.

Wu Xue wanted to find Xiao Huan, but since Xiao Huan started practicing, she didn’t come to find Wu Xue, and Wu Xue didn’t dare to disturb her.

“Young Master, when are you and Poem Dream sister going to come back?” As Wu Xue returned to the room, she was about to tidy up the clouds, when she suddenly heard a commotion from Ye Yong’s room.

Wu Xue had a slight bias against Hua Jing Yan, but it still existed, because Ye Yong was very fond of it and pampered it, always holding it in his arms, and Wu Xue knew it was her exclusive position before it arrived!

However, it was too lonely now, and Wu Xue could only go see what the little fox was up to.

Pushing open the slightly ajar door, she saw Ye Yong sitting properly on the bed, with Hua Jing Yan being pressed down by Xia Shi Qi, a familiar scene.

“You’re awake, Little Snow.”

Wu Xue was speechless for a moment, shocked to think that she must have been too eager to see Ye Yong, causing a hallucination.

“Little Snow?” Ye Yong patted the white fox fur on his clothes, walking towards her: “What’s wrong?”

“When did you come back, Young Master?” Wu Xue excitedly threw her arms around Ye Yong, feeling his warmth and reality, not a hallucination.

81 A Growing Understanding

“In the early hours, I didn’t want to disturb your sleep, so I held my tongue.” Three days apart felt like an eternity, and though Ye Yong could never truly grasp the feelings of a girl left in an empty nest, he gently stroked her head, inquiring about her experiences over the past few days.

Listening to Wu Xue recount her recent days, Ye Yong began to understand why she felt like a hollowed-out girl. In this fantastical realm, where the heavens met the earth and the impossible was commonplace, there were pitifully few means to unwind and pass the time.

After all, cultivators aspired to ascend; everyone yearned for the path of immortality. While technological inventions were not entirely out of the question—array formations, alchemy, and artifact crafting were all forms of cultivation technology—one first needed the requisite skills. Without the ability to channel spiritual energy, there was no source of power. This alone confined mortal inventors to a narrow path. Moreover, the world was fraught with peril; no one could predict what calamity might strike next. Perhaps once, a mortal had discovered electricity and steam power, solving the energy crisis, but before it could spread, they were slain by demonic cultivators or monstrous beasts.

And when demonic cultivators laid eyes on the blueprints of mortal inventions, they would scoff, for cultivators could generate energy without such cumbersome devices. The blueprints held little value, easily reduced to ash with a flick of a flame.

Ultimately, cultivation transcended modern science, achieving feats that science could only dream of. The volatility of mortal life rendered the scientific advancements Ye Yong knew utterly impotent in this realm.

Of course, the lack of scientific progress had its merits. As a modern man, Ye Yong initially struggled to adapt to this life, but upon reflection, he realized how much he had been enslaved by electronic devices, unable to part with his phone or computer. His days had been a fast-food existence, constantly seeking amusement online, fraught with anxiety.

Why were ancient men and women often so deeply infatuated? Because letters took ages to traverse, allowing only one love to blossom in a lifetime. Unlike today, where a mere swipe on a dating app could unleash a torrent of flirtation—who could withstand such temptation?

“I intended to wander outside, gauge the situation, and return to take you with me, but I never anticipated so much would happen.” Ye Yong felt a pang of regret, yet he was also bound by circumstance; Wu Xue was still too weak to venture out carelessly.

“I do not blame you, young master. I am just glad you are back.” Wu Xue embraced Ye Yong, her face radiating a blissful satisfaction.

Seeing this, Hua Ningyan suddenly grasped why this human girl might harbor disdain for her. She felt a twinge of discomfort, wishing for the two to part ways, to cease their clinginess.

“Master, I have made significant breakthroughs in my cultivation; practical experience is essential for me to adapt to my current realm.” Who said a little fox couldn’t be cunning? As soon as Hua Ningyan spoke, Wu Xue opened her eyes, her smile vanishing.

Ye Yong sensed a fleeting surge of killing intent from Wu Xue. (In growth) The killing intent of a Valkyrie, terrifying indeed!

Yet in Ye Yong’s mind, Hua Ningyan was a docile little fox. At this moment, her words likely stemmed from impatience, a desire to test her newfound strength. He found himself faced with three choices.

1. Let Hua Ningyan wait, continuing to indulge Wu Xue, which would raise Wu Xue’s affection. Hua Ningyan’s feelings might not diminish, but her mood would surely sour.

2. Agree to Hua Ningyan’s request, taking her into battle immediately, providing careful guidance. This would boost her affection and spark her enthusiasm for cultivation, enhancing her combat abilities. In the novel, Hua Ningyan was powerful, driven by vengeance after her kin were slaughtered, growing stronger through bloodshed. In reality, she lacked such experiences, merely a carefree little fox. Choosing this option, Wu Xue’s current affection wouldn’t drop over a trivial matter, but it would likely deepen Hua Ningyan’s resentment.

3. Disregard minor gains and look to the long term. Agree to Hua Ningyan’s request and bring Wu Xue along, creating an opportunity for them to face challenges together. Neither’s affection would rise, and it might even fall, but it would foster a deeper understanding and camaraderie between them.

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Still the same saying: the harem will not harmonize on its own; it requires someone to silently toil and maintain it from behind the scenes.

Thus, Ye Yong chose three.

What is the turning point? Harmony is better, after all.