The Destiny Villainess Wants Me To Work!

Chapter 289: Yang Qingxi’s Shock!

At some point she stopped counting the hours.

At another point she stopped caring.

Unfortunately, Wu Chaochang remained full of energy.

His enthusiasm was almost offensive.

When Ye Chen finally thought the ordeal was over, he somehow found reasons to continue lingering.

His shamelessness possessed a level of persistence that would have impressed even seasoned cultivators.

Eventually, however, the morning came to an end and it was already noon.

Wu Chaochang finally rose from the bed.

Unlike Ye Chen, who looked completely drained, he appeared refreshed and satisfied.

After casually adjusting his clothes, he turned toward her with a smug grin.

"I’ll come again tomorrow."

The words nearly made Ye Chen want to throw something at him.

Unfortunately, moving even a finger felt like a monumental task.

Wu Chaochang either failed to notice or simply did not care.

"You’d better keep your mouth shut about this."

His tone carried an obvious threat.

"If anyone finds out, they’ll get rid of you long before they try doing anything to me. So think carefully about the consequences."

Silence answered him.

Ye Chen didn’t respond. Not because she agreed or accepted his warning.

She simply lacked the strength to speak a single word.

Wu Chaochang waited for a moment.

When no answer came, he merely shrugged. "I suppose that a yes."

Then he turned and walked away.

After, the door closed. His footsteps gradually disappeared into the distance.

The room fell silent.

She lay motionless upon the bed like a tragic fairy who was ruthlessly pludered by the demon.

Her eyes stared blankly ahead.

For a long time she remained completely still.

Then, without warning, a few tears quietly slipped from the corners of her eyes and disappeared into the pillow beneath her.

The room remained silent.

Only the faint sound of the winter wind could be heard beyond the window.

***

A few hours earlier, at the very moment Ye Chen and Wu Chaochang went into action, Yang Qingxi suddenly heard the familiar mechanical voice of the system echo inside her mind.

[Ding! Destiny Protagonist Ye Chen was raped by Destiny Protagonist Wu Chaochang!]

[Ding! Ye Chen feels extremely humiliated, she wants to kill Wu Chaochang and commit suicide!]

[Ding! Wu Chaochang is under extreme bad luck situation! Chances of impregnating Ye Chen and STIs are extremely high!]

[Ye Chen’s Luck: -150] (Remaining Luck: 30)

[Wu Chaochang’s Luck: -300] (Remaining Luck: 700)

[You have obtained 4500 Luck Points!]

"Pfft—!"

The mouthful of tea Yang Qingxi had just taken was instantly sprayed out.

The sudden reaction startled everyone present.

Su Mo turned his head and looked at her with obvious confusion, Song Meilin looked awkward, while Wu Haruto’s expression stiffened slightly. Although he maintained his composure, the corners of his mouth twitched ever so slightly.

"Was there something amusing about my invitation?" he asked.

After all, he had been speaking seriously just a moment ago. As the Sect Master of the White Moon Sect, personally inviting two talented cultivators to join was already a considerable show of sincerity. Yet the response he received was a spray of tea.

Anyone would feel somewhat awkward.

Yang Qingxi hurriedly put down her cup and coughed twice before forcing herself to calm down.

The system notification was simply too absurd. It completely startled her.

She had never expected such a situation to occur. What are those two Protagonists playing at?

"Sorry about that," she said with an embarrassed smile. "I was just thinking about something else."

Suppressing her curiosity and the countless questions racing through her mind, Yang Qingxi quickly returned the conversation to the original topic.

"Regarding your invitation, Mr. Wu, I’m afraid we’ll have to decline."

Her tone was polite but firm.

Wu Haruto seemed unwilling to give up so easily.

"The White Moon Sect possesses cultivation resources that are difficult to obtain elsewhere. Whether it’s techniques, pills, spiritual stones, or guidance from senior cultivators, joining the sect would undoubtedly benefit your future cultivation."

Unfortunately, those words carried very little attraction for Yang Qingxi.

Not because the White Moon Sect was weak.

Rather, because she and Su Mo were completely unreasonable existences.

Yes, normal cultivators needed resources, opportunities and the support of the sects.

But the two of them were system cheaters.

Becoming a powerhouse was a sure thing for them as long as they don’t die mid-journey.

That alone was enough to make countless cultivators weep tears of envy.

"You don’t understand, Mr. Wu."

Yang Qingxi shook her head gently before naturally reaching over and holding Su Mo’s hand, who suddenly went stiff by her intimate gesture.

"For us, cultivation is more of a pastime than a lifelong pursuit. We aren’t particularly concerned if our cultivation speed ends up being a little slower than others."

Su Mo remained silent beside her, though the slight smile on his face clearly showed he agreed.

Yes, although the rewards of his Daily Check-ins are too bad. Sometimes, good things does show up.

Yang Qingxi statement sounded very humble.

The problem was that neither Yang Qingxi nor Su Mo looked humble at all.

In Wu Haruto’s ears, the words sounded suspiciously similar to saying:

"We don’t really care about cultivation, yet we’re still cultivating faster than everyone else."

It felt less like modesty and more like a disguised boast.

A humble brag of the highest order.

Meanwhile, Yang Qingxi was completely unaware of the misunderstanding she had created.

Inside her mind, she was still thinking about the system notification from earlier.

Four thousand five hundred Luck Points. That was a massive reward.

Even now she couldn’t help wondering what exactly had happened for both protagonists to end up doing such a thing and lose such an outrageous amount of Luck at the same time.

Whatever the answer was, it was clearly something big.

She was very curious to find out.

Wu Haruto looked at the pair sitting across from him and silently sighed.

For the first time in many years, he felt that recruiting talented disciples was far more difficult than managing an entire sect.