I Snatched the Male Lead’s "Cool Novel" Script - Chapter 18

The original book had not described Yin Beiqing’s appearance in detail. It only said that she was so beautiful that a single glance from her could make a person’s legs go weak, and if she crooked a finger, no matter who it was, they would willingly offer up everything.

When Yan Yu read that book, she had kept thinking: with a female lead like this, what man could she not have? Why did she have to be blind enough to get sucked dry and tied down by someone like Guo Lu?

She very much wanted to open her eyes and satisfy the curiosity that could not be filled at this moment. But considering how resistant Yin Beiqing herself was to being looked at, she still turned her back and forced herself to face the tree and reflect on her mistakes.

That shala, shala sound rang out again. It was Yan Yu’s first time hearing a centipede make a shriek similar to that of a bird. The sound was sharp and piercing, making all the muscles in her body tremble.

But as long as that cold fragrance kept lingering around her, she did not feel afraid.

In the decades since Langdie Valley had been established, aside from natural old age and accidents, not a single member had ever died in battle. As long as this Valley Master was there, she would not let any of her subordinates die before her.

In other places, perhaps thousands upon thousands of soldiers could be sacrificed just to protect the one person on the throne. But Langdie Valley was different. As Valley Master, Yin Beiqing would protect every one of her subordinates.

Perhaps this was not a particularly far-sighted way of doing things. But it was exactly this overwhelming sense of security that made it so that, no matter how difficult Yin Beiqing’s temper was or how unpredictable her personality became, not a single person had ever developed thoughts of betrayal.

Madwomen had their own kind of charisma too. Yan Yu could understand that a little now.

By her ear, the sound of sleeves slicing through the air mixed with the roar of the thousand-legged centipede. At first, the latter sounded extremely terrifying and imposing. But after only a few short seconds, its voice changed from a threat into a wail, each cry lower than the last.

With the sound of something crashing heavily to the ground, it let out one final unwilling, drawn-out cry and completely went silent.

Yan Yu felt that the battle might have ended. But Yin Beiqing still had not told her to open her eyes, so she did not dare move either.

She guessed in her heart that this person was probably wiping her hands with a wet cloth right now. This was Yin Beiqing’s habitual action after every battle. Simply killing the enemy was not enough. She also had to completely erase the touch and smell they left on her hands.

“Don’t move.” A hand reached over and removed the mask from Yan Yu’s face.

Yin Beiqing put the mask back on and looked at Yan Yu before her, whose eyes were tightly shut, her face clearly wanting to open them but trying hard to suppress it. A laugh could not help spilling from her lips.

Yan Yu keenly caught that laugh. “Can I open my eyes now?”

“Open them. But I’ll remind you to prepare yourself first.”

Yan Yu thought, what kind of bloody scene had she not seen before? How could she be afraid of this?

As a result, the moment she opened her eyes, her entire face turned white.

She did not know what technique Yin Beiqing had used, but the entire battle scene was both tragic and spectacular. The evil spirit’s remains were scattered all over the ground, mixed together with green liquid into a messy mass.

Most importantly, the smell was even more overwhelming than rotten eggs that had fermented for hundreds of days.

“It’s dirty.” Yin Beiqing, who had been staring at her face, suddenly looked displeased and reached out.

Yan Yu instinctively dodged. After being warned by the other woman’s gaze, she obediently stood back in place.

Yin Beiqing raised Yan Yu’s chin with one hand and used a handkerchief to wipe away a bit of green mucus that had somehow splattered onto her chin.

She frowned and wiped very seriously, as if she wanted to scrub off a layer of Yan Yu’s skin.

Yan Yu could understand her strange obsession in this regard, so even though her skin hurt as if it were burning from being rubbed, she still endured it without saying a word.

Only after this ancestor was finally satisfied and withdrew her hand did Yan Yu let out a breath.

“Don’t come here casually next time.” Yin Beiqing did not seem to be in a good mood. “No one will save you.”

Yan Yu thought, Aren’t you a person? But aloud, she only said, “I understand.”

After experiencing Yin Beiqing’s murderous pressure and also feeling the security of her protection, Yan Yu’s mood was a little complicated.

But at least right now, she was somewhat moved.

She stretched out her hand, palm facing upward. “Let’s go. We’re going home.”

Yin Beiqing stared at the fair, tender palm extended before her. After struggling in her heart for a while, she finally placed her own hand on it with a cold face.

“It’s late. I can’t see the road very clearly.”

“I can see it clearly. I’ll lead the way.” Yan Yu smiled, giving her a way down.

Before leaving, Yin Beiqing casually snapped her fingers behind them. Blue-red flames rose flat from the ground, burning the mess completely clean without even leaving ashes.

…

What happened that night did not spread, because both parties kept silent about it.

Yin Beiqing did not speak of it because she had no habit of reporting her whereabouts to anyone.

Yan Yu did not speak of it because the matter involved Yin Beiqing’s privacy. She felt that she should also pretend not to know anything. Later, when Yin Beiqing asked her why she had gone to the back mountain that night, Yan Yu casually found an excuse and brushed it off.

A few days earlier, Jiwu had disappeared without a trace. Only after three days did she return dejectedly. When asked what Yin Beiqing had punished her with, she refused to say. All day long, she hid inside the Soul Domain and pretended to be a turtle with its head tucked in.

Later, Guipan was the one who heard the truth from someone else. It said that Jiwu had been punished by calculating account books with Miutan for three days.

“It’s just arithmetic. It’s nothing much. Why does she look like she’s been completely drained dry?”

Yan Yu, who knew the reason, only smiled without speaking.

Jiwu’s personality took after Yin Beiqing. She feared neither heaven nor earth, but there was one creature she was uniquely afraid of: spiders.

Miutan was one of the Five Lesser Guardians. She was proficient in astronomy, geography, and arithmetic. All of Langdie Valley’s account books, big and small, had to pass through her hands. Her Beast Soul was an eight-eyed wolf spider, as large as a washbasin.

Yin Beiqing had arranged for Jiwu to go there. Clearly, she had done it on purpose.

But this punishment was far better than Yan Yu had imagined. No blood was drawn, and it served as a warning. It was probably more effective than giving Jiwu a fierce whipping.

That afternoon, Yan Yu was resting when two knocks came from the wall separating her room from the main bedroom.

“Looking for me?”

“Come out.”

This person never explained the reasons behind her actions. Yan Yu was already used to it. She stood up, put on her outer robe, and patted Guipan, who was holding Lujia in its arms while napping. In a soft voice, she said, “I’m going out for a bit. I’ll bring you two food when I come back. Stay obediently in the room and don’t run around.”

“Wu… pan!” Got it.

Yan Yu smiled and rubbed its cheek meat, then covered Lujia with a small blanket before pushing the door open and going out.

Yin Beiqing stood below the steps with her back to her. Yan Yu took two steps to catch up, then followed her through winding turns until they reached the hall where the entrance ceremony had been held earlier.

Today, however, there were eight chairs arranged here. Aside from the one in the middle, all the other seats were already occupied.

In other words, Yan Yu had no choice.

Since she was already here, she might as well settle in. Under several probing gazes, she took her seat.

“Hi, little goddess. Long time no see. Did you miss me?” Ying Fan leaned past Ruan Yuemin to chat with her.

Yan Yu nodded and replied, “Hello,” then stopped speaking.

Ying Fan puffed out her cheeks, seemingly dissatisfied with her reaction. She had just been about to say something else when the woman on Yan Yu’s left stopped her with a single glance.

Yan Yu’s right side was Ruan Yuemin. Correspondingly, the person on her left was Teng Jingjie, who held the same rank as Ruan Yuemin.

Teng Jingjie’s situation was somewhat special. She had originally been an ordinary human. It was only after encountering certain events that she had suddenly awakened soul power and become what she was now.

Because all the bodily fluids in her body contained deadly poison, she usually wrapped her skin in bandages to prevent the sweat on the surface of her skin from accidentally injuring allies.

Yan Yu noticed that she seemed to be staring at her, so she turned and gave her an inquiring look.

“What a pity.” Teng Jingjie looked her up and down without the slightest courtesy. “One look and I can tell that skin is tender, with a good texture.”

Teng Jingjie’s Beast Soul fed on raw meat. The “wolf” Yin Beiqing often mentioned when she said “drag her off and feed her to the wolves” referred to this one.

She did not say it very directly, but Yan Yu still understood what she meant.

The so-called pity should mean that Yan Yu’s life was hardy. Relying on her identity as the goddess, she had been spared. Otherwise, she definitely would have been fed to Teng Jingjie’s Beast Soul for a full meal.

“Everyone is here.” Yin Beiqing, lazily leaning against the beast seat, finally deigned to speak. “Begin.”

While Yan Yu was still wondering what was beginning, Ruan Yuemin was the first to stand and walk in front of her.

“May I ask if the goddess’s health has improved recently?” Her tone was distant, as if she were afraid Yan Yu might hear even the slightest warmth or concern in it.

Yan Yu tugged at the corner of her mouth. “It’s improved somewhat. Thank you for your concern.”

Ruan Yuemin nodded, then looked toward Yin Beiqing in the upper seat. “Valley Master, the goddess says that her body is now extremely healthy and full of vitality, and that she can completely endure the hardships of a long journey by carriage and boat. Therefore, I suggest placing the plan on the agenda immediately.”

Yan Yu: Did I just say that many words?

And what were these “hardships of carriage and boat” and “long journey”? Had she missed an episode? Why couldn’t she keep up with the plot?

“Mm. Ask her again.”

So Ruan Yuemin turned back around. With a businesslike expression, she continued asking, “Goddess, last time you said you and Lin Hegui were old acquaintances. If we go seek her for medical treatment, she will certainly assist with all her strength. That’s correct, right?”

Yan Yu felt it was a pity Ruan Yuemin did not write new-media copy with this ability to “interpret.”

She had clearly only said Lin Hegui might sell her a favor. When had she ever guaranteed that the other party would assist with all her strength?

“I can try.” She forced herself to smile.

Ruan Yuemin gave a slight nod. “Boss, she says she will definitely fulfill her duties as the goddess. To achieve the goal, she will not refuse even if she must suffer a thousand cuts.”

“Um…”

Wasn’t “a thousand cuts” a little exaggerated?

Author’s Note:

Sister Ruan’s comprehension ability: max.