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

“Seems so.” Ye Yong thought that only at times like this did Wu Xue become so eloquent. “So how do you plan to make up for it?”

“Y-yes, that one.”

“That one? Which one?”

“Master, you know.” Wu Xue covered her flushed face, peeking at Ye Yong through her fingers.

“I truly don’t know.” Ye Yong feigned innocence, a playful glint in his eyes. “Why don’t you show me with your actions?”

Compared to being passive, taking the initiative was undoubtedly more embarrassing. Wu Xue slowly inched toward Ye Yong, her heart racing, breath quickening, but before she could gather her thoughts, Ye Yong pulled her in, capturing her delicate pink lips with his own.

Wu Xue’s eyes widened, then gradually softened into a dreamy haze. She wrapped her arms around Ye Yong’s neck, responding to his advances with a clumsy yet earnest effort.

Xia Shiqi had seen them like this before, and couldn’t help but cast a disdainful glance. Though their wolf clan had no concept of kissing, the act of mutual licking was undeniably intimate.

Xia Shijia, however, showed no reaction, simply lounging on Ye Yong’s thigh, looking utterly comfortable and relaxed.

In the room, Hua Ningyan, deep in her cultivation, suddenly shivered. She opened her eyes, confusion swirling within. “Why does my back feel cold? It’s as if I’m being ambushed…”

After pondering for a moment, the little fox closed her eyes again, focusing on her inner energy. “It must be because my foundation is weak. I need to hasten my familiarization with my current cultivation level, striving to be the best performer in the next training session.”

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In the dead of night, after Wu Xue had fallen asleep, Hua Ningyan seized the opportunity to snuggle up to Xia Shijia.

Though her relationship with Wu Xue was not particularly close, there were moments when their thoughts aligned in surprising harmony.

“Master, this can’t count as my reward. You must keep it a secret, don’t tell Wu Xue, okay?” The little fox squeezed between Ye Yong and Xia Shijia, resting her chin on his thigh, her eyes blinking innocently as she pleaded with Ye Yong.

“Alright, alright.” Ye Yong chuckled, ruffling the fox’s head.

Of course, he wouldn’t tell her, just like he wouldn’t reveal what they had done before she fell asleep. She thought she had the upper hand, but in reality, the gap was vast. As long as she hadn’t transformed into a human, she could never catch up.

For Hua Ningyan to successfully transform, she needed at least to possess mid-stage Yuan Ying cultivation. That was still within her potential. Those spirit beasts and demon beasts lacking aptitude had to reach the Divine Transformation realm and endure a minor tribulation to succeed.

Though aware that transporting verses tied to life and destiny could grant the spirit pets a bounty of experience, Ye Yong had no intention of continuing this practice. For now, Hua Ningyan could barely stabilize her cultivation; should she be forced to break through rapidly, from Golden Core to Nascent Soul, the repercussions would be dire.

Cultivation was akin to building a house; if the foundation was poorly laid, unstable, how could the structure rise high? To force it would only result in a precarious edifice, destined to collapse.

Ye Yong was not anxious about the little fox transforming into a human; in her current, fluffy form, she was quite delightful.

Xia Shiqi watched as Hua Ningyan effortlessly joined the fray, jealousy gnawing at her insides, nearly tearing her apart. She could not fathom where she had gone wrong. With her paws pressed against the edge of the bed, her intent to climb up was unmistakable. Ye Yong shot her a warning glance, and she immediately returned a disdainful sidelong look.

If she wouldn’t let her up, then so be it.

Xia Shiqi sulked at the door, leaving behind a lonely yet striking silhouette. Yet Ye Yong showed no inclination to call her back. She couldn’t help but glance back occasionally, but ultimately, her patience wore thin, and she returned to the bedside, whining in protest.

“Oi!” Xia Shijia suddenly barked sharply, and Xia Shiqi promptly fell silent, though she stubbornly kept her mouth shut, emitting a sound akin to a wounded canine.

This creature was noisy even before her transformation; what would it be like afterward?

Ye Yong found himself hoping Xia Shiqi would remain as she was; otherwise, her incessant chatter post-transformation would be unbearable. Yet, on the flip side, transformation meant communication, allowing for misunderstandings to be voiced directly… In the end, it was a double-edged sword.

As night turned to day, Wu Xue rose early. Upon seeing Hua Ningyan clinging to Ye Yong, she immediately inquired when the rewards had begun.

Hua Ningyan was prepared, unfazed as she replied it had been less than half an hour.

“Master, when does today’s training start?” Wu Xue knew she was lying but chose not to press further. Rising so early was merely to prevent the troublesome fox from taking advantage for too long. Moreover, Wu Xue had devised a plan: during Hua Ningyan’s reward period, she would either forfeit the battle against the malevolent spirit or waste the reward time participating.

Want to pause the reward time? Wu Xue had her excuses ready: “The master needs to cultivate; he cannot be burdened with too much personal space.” Perfectly crafted, ensuring the troublesome fox would have no retort.

Alas, plans often falter, and reality proved contrary. Ye Yong shook his head: “Today is for poetic dreams; you all should rest. Merely fighting is insufficient; one must reflect on their shortcomings and growth during battles. Sometimes, encountering a bottleneck isn’t due to physical limitations but rather the spirit and consciousness lagging behind. Meditation can greatly aid in self-improvement.”

“But I don’t have a bottleneck, Master! I can still fight,” Wu Xue protested, unwilling to miss this opportunity.

“Today, you will observe how Poetic Dream strikes, and analyze the patterns of the malevolent spirit’s attacks. Trust me, observers see things differently; this will greatly benefit your future battles against the spirits.”

With Ye Yong stating it so plainly, Wu Xue had no choice but to accept that Hua Ningyan was simply fortunate.

“Master, Master, I want something to eat!” Hua Ningyan, oblivious to Wu Xue’s thoughts, felt a strange joy at her dejected expression. If that was the case, she would let her feel even more disheartened, reveling in her own happiness.

Seeing the troublesome fox deliberately prompting Ye Yong to feed her in front of her, Wu Xue huffed and turned away. She wasn’t foolish enough to linger and make herself miserable; out of sight, out of mind.

At 7 am, a massive airship stopped near the Ye family residence, with a large banner bearing the Liang character fluttering above.

As soon as the Liang family was mentioned, the Ye family’s first reaction was to think of the Liang family of the Da Luo Empire, but the Ye family had no connection with the Liang family. So, why had they suddenly arrived with such a grand entourage?

As the most senior member of the Ye family who had not yet closed his cultivation, Ye Wen naturally took it upon himself to welcome them, accompanied by his seniors.

The airship lowered its ladder, and several powerful beings clad in luxurious attire appeared before the crowd.

“I am Ye Wen, may I ask…”

Among the three empires of the Eastern Continent, there were many aristocratic families, and Ye Wen was not someone who could be easily seen.

“I am Liang Zhiping, and I have long admired your great name, Ye Wen.” The middle-aged man, who looked relatively young, gave off a warm and affable impression.