I Snatched the Male Lead’s "Cool Novel" Script - Chapter 57

At the same time, on the streets illuminated by the blue moon, countless evil spirits were weaving through the main roads and small alleys.

The streets were empty. The evil spirits all surged in the same direction. Only one black figure moved against the current.

He had a human appearance, but his skin was rotting, half his hair had fallen out, and miasma kept spilling from his mouth.

Howling, he pounced onto a small evil spirit, opened his mouth, bit into its neck, and continuously sucked from it.

Evil spirits could devour one another. The rule was that the weak became prey for the strong, and only the fittest survived. After swallowing other evil spirits, one’s own soul power would increase. The stronger the target swallowed, the faster the improvement.

It would not be long before the evil spirits in this city realized there was no food and began slaughtering each other. The spirit-hunting teams’ goal was to clean them all up before they merged into even stronger evil spirits.

That black figure seemed to know the directions in advance. He precisely avoided the spirit-hunting teams’ search routes and continuously preyed on the evil spirits passing nearby.

As the number he devoured grew larger and larger, the miasma around him became increasingly dense. But slowly, the rot in his skin began to improve, and his hair also recovered its former shine.

The more he fought, the braver he became. He chased a wolf-shaped evil spirit into a small alley. Because he was too tired, he panted heavily in a sorry state, abandoned his upright posture, and landed on all fours like it. Then the two pounced together and bit at each other.

Yu Fusang, dressed in plain clothes, sat on top of the wall. Her left leg rested over her right, and one hand was lightly braced behind her in a lazy posture.

Keeping an eye on the battle below from the corner of her eye, she swung the leg hanging over the wall. The bell rang rhythmically, and she suddenly opened her mouth with a mocking laugh. “Just like a dog.”

Guo Lu, who was chewing on the evil spirit’s corpse, stiffened. His fists clenched tightly. His eyes were red enough to drip blood, but he still lowered his head in humiliation and viciously bit off another piece of evil spirit flesh.

Just wait. Once he became stronger, he would definitely make this woman pay the price!

“Yo.” Yu Fusang looked toward the alley entrance and let out a long whistle, taking on the posture of someone watching a show. “Little bastard, good luck.”

A powerful suppression attacked from behind. Guo Lu’s muscles tightened, and he turned his head in fear.

A bear-shaped evil spirit had targeted him at some point. Its mouth was still stuffed with the half-eaten head of one of its own kind, looking as if it had just finished devouring another evil spirit. And now, its next target was Guo Lu before it.

This evil spirit had originally been at A-rank, and now that it had swallowed one of its own kind at roughly the same rank, it was probably only one mouthful of Guo Lu’s flesh away from crossing the threshold into Special rank. Therefore, it was absolutely determined to win this fight.

“Help… help me!” Guo Lu fled backward in panic, taking two steps. Without noticing, he tripped over the evil spirit corpse by his feet and fell on his backside. “I’ll die! Ahhhhh! Help!”

“You panic over such a small matter. As expected, you’re not cut out for proper work.” Yu Fusang completely ignored his terror and even raised her hand, using spiritual arts from a distance to push that evil spirit from behind. “I’m tired. End this quickly. If you die here, I’m not willing to dirty my hands cleaning up your corpse.”

The black bear opened its huge paws and roared as it charged at him. Guo Lu raised his trembling hands to cover his face, preparing to accept reality.

But just as the black bear’s huge mouth was about to bite off his head, a piercing blue light suddenly burst from his body. It only flashed for a brief instant, and with a bang, the black bear was blasted backward. Its muscles twitched continuously, and it began foaming at the mouth.

Pfft— The evil spirit that had been chewed until only half of it remained immediately crawled out of its mouth afterward, hopping around on the ground in a ridiculous posture, as if searching for parts to fill in the missing half of its body.

Still shaken, Guo Lu heard a voice ring inside his mind.

System: “Detected that the host was just in mortal danger. The system activated automatic protection measures, deducted fifteen luck points, and saved your life. Current remaining luck points: zero.”

“G-great.” He wiped the sweat from his forehead and immediately pounced forward, swallowing the two half-crippled evil spirits and reaping the benefits like a fisherman.

“Hah…?” Yu Fusang loosened the hand twined around her hair, the dragged-out ending of her voice carrying a different tone, as if disdain mixed with contempt. “This little bastard got a bargain.”

Covered in wounds, Guo Lu struggled up from the ground and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. “Now my soul power should meet the standard, right? And what you said before—as long as I pass the entrance exam, you’ll give me more power.”

She lowered her eyes and flipped her palm over, saying with a tone that lacked sincerity, “Of course. As your teacher, how could I possibly deceive you?”

…

The exam was imminent, and before that came the basic entrance test.

The hotel was filled with candidates who had come from all over to take the entrance exam. Every day, one could hear them exchanging exam experiences with one another.

Some people had already failed three times in a row, yet they still insisted on coming every year to take the exam. They were now speaking with great confidence, making bets that they would definitely get in this time.

Within this tense atmosphere, only the young ladies from Langdie Valley maintained their usual lazy style. They ate, slept, slept, ate, and occasionally woke up to tease their Beast Souls.

Yes, no one was worried about the entrance exam at all. Only Yan Yu was alone, carrying the urgency of preparing for the college entrance exam, holding her spiritual arts book and physical arts book from the moment she opened her eyes in the morning until the moment she closed them at night.

Because she had Lin Hegui’s recommendation, not only could her admission score be lowered by twenty points, she could also enter the Healing Arts department without taking its exam.

Only, this did not help Yan Yu much. What she had always worried about were her spiritual arts and physical arts.

With something like actual combat, no matter how much preparation one did beforehand, one would still feel uncertain. After all, who knew what kind of opponent she would draw, or what unexpected situation might appear?

“Hey, hey, I heard there are five Healing Arts candidates this time. Guess whether any of them will be selected?”

“Stop joking. How many years has it been since Yuling recruited students into the Healing Arts department? Last time there were more than twenty candidates, weren’t there? And still zero.”

“It would be best if not a single one gets accepted,” someone beside them snorted coldly. “A bunch of pale, useless weaklings in the Healing Arts department. What use can they be? They’d just take up one of our admission slots for nothing.”

“Exactly. It’s not like everyone is Teacher Lin, top-tier in both Healing Arts and actual combat. Throw those people in front of evil spirits, and besides crying and shaking, what else can they do? In the end, when there’s a fight, don’t they still have to rely on us?” The orange-haired woman propped up her chin. “If they were treated with the same score line as the Pill Arts and Beast-Taming departments, that would still be fair. But why should we work hard on the exam and have our spots stolen by people admitted with reduced scores?”

“Rare talents, you know,” the other two said in unison with sarcasm.

Yan Yu heard every word clearly as she walked past them without looking sideways. Saying she did not care would be somewhat false, but after thinking it over carefully, their words were crude but not unreasonable.

Every year, Yuling had only one hundred places for new students. It seemed like quite a lot, but the denominator was tens of millions of people from all corners of the world, including every country.

With an admission rate of only 0.001 percent, it meant every single slot was obtained through the elimination of 99,999 people. How could everyone not be nervous?

Originally, Yuling Academy had never messed around with standards like reduced-score admission. It was only because the Healing Arts department’s shortage of new students was too severe that they had resorted to this measure.

Only, judging by the experiments of the past two years, even lowering the score by twenty points still had not brought any results.

“This is the exam schedule.” Ruan Yuemin knocked on Yan Yu’s door and handed her the things Lin Baizhu had distributed. “The preliminary exam is at seven tomorrow morning. Remember to get up early.”

Yan Yu accepted it and swept her eyes over it, memorizing it quickly. Very soon, she moved her gaze back to the book. “Thank you. I’ll wait for you at the door at six tomorrow.”

“No need. Six-thirty is fine. Teng Jingjie won’t be able to get up.” Ruan Yuemin put the things down and walked two steps outside, then came back and closed the book in her hands. “It’s not good to be overly nervous before an exam. Besides, didn’t you memorize this book backward and forward long ago?”

Yan Yu smiled bitterly. “I need to find something to do to calm down. Otherwise, do you have any other books I can borrow?”

“No.” Ruan Yuemin opened the book for her again. “Continue.”

…

Before five o’clock, there was already movement downstairs from candidates who had gotten up early and were preparing to go out. Yan Yu had originally planned to sleep a little longer, but after being woken twice due to her light sleep, she could only compromise and choose to get up early.

Early the next morning, after eating breakfast and washing up, Yan Yu opened the door and prepared to go out to wait for the others, only to discover that Yin Beiqing was already standing at the door waiting for her.

“How long have you been here? Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Not long.”

“Oh.” Yan Yu then pointed at her “empty” face. “You’re not wearing your mask?”

“It’s fine. No one can recognize me.”

“Like that…” Yan Yu nodded and silently added another sentence in her heart.

That was true. After all, aside from the people of Langdie Valley, everyone who had seen your true face had already been buried beneath the tombstone on the rear mountain.

From time to time, the gazes of people passing by beside them lingered on Yin Beiqing’s face. Clearly, this face, without a mask, was a bit too conspicuous outside.

Noticing this, Yan Yu asked again, “Then won’t you feel uncomfortable?”

She remembered that Yin Beiqing wore a mask because she disliked others staring at her. That feeling of being sized up by all kinds of complicated gazes would make her especially irritable.

“Uncomfortable.” She answered honestly, but very quickly, her next sentence choked Yan Yu. “But if I want to become empress, sooner or later, I’ll be watched by the masses. I should get used to it earlier.”

“When did you unlock the narcissism trait?”

—Though what she said was the truth.

…

At six-thirty, Teng Jingjie finally deigned to step out of her room. She still had not abandoned that eye-catching bandage outfit. Just the short distance downstairs had already caused three people to get pinched by the door because they were staring at her.

“Is this really all right?” Yan Yu asked. “Won’t you definitely be recognized?”

“Will I?” Teng Jingjie scratched her head, casually pressed down on a passing little girl, and raised her voice carelessly. “Kid, do you recognize me?”

“N-no.” The little girl twisted the hem of her clothes with both hands, her big eyes blinking. “But Sister, you’re so cool! You’re also a candidate this year, right? I wish you success on the exam!”

“Of course. If Yuling doesn’t accept me, then it’s blind.” She patted the little girl’s head and let her leave, then tilted her head and gave Yan Yu a thumbs-up with a smug look. “See!”

“You’re all being too reckless. Aren’t you supposed to keep a low profile?”

Although the members of Langdie Valley rarely showed themselves in front of people, it was not as if they had completely cut off contact with the outside world. As long as someone was attentive, they could string together clues from these small traits and guess their identities.

“Ah, why keep a low profile?” Teng Jingjie blinked. “Wasn’t Boss’s meaning for us to do the opposite?”

Yan Yu was dazzled by her big white teeth and immediately raised her head to look at Yin Beiqing, asking with her eyes.

“The spirit-hunting teams will start selecting seedlings from the entrance ceremony. If we aren’t high-profile, how will we be noticed?” Yin Beiqing shook her bone fan, still looking as if she did not put anything in her eyes. “Besides, so what if we’re discovered? It’s still unclear who should be afraid of whom.”

That was true. Yang Pei probably would not have the energy to trip them up again before her injuries healed.

“They’re here.” Ruan Yuemin looked toward the door.

A slightly plump woman wearing Yuling Academy’s uniform was approaching them.

“You must be the esteemed members of the Wuling family. I was entrusted by Teacher Lin to specially come and guide you.” She walked up with a cheerful smile, looked at them, and said, “As expected of one family. You really do look alike.”

The Wuling family she spoke of was a “myth” that existed only in ancient books. Thousands of years ago, before the Polai tribe went extinct, it was the strongest family chosen by them. From its birth to the extinction of the tribe, it had always occupied an important leadership position. Who knew what documents Lin Baizhu had shown to make the higher-ups pass the review? Speaking of it, this was actually a good thing.

But…

Yan Yu’s face turned wooden, her eyes filled with confusion.

Among these people were some from Tianlai Kingdom, some from Pose Kingdom, and even one from the Yasa tribe. Even their races were completely different. How broad-minded did someone have to be to say something like “they look alike”?

“Hehe.” Xueji poked her head out and grinned at Yan Yu. “I did well, right?”

Oh. Yan Yu rubbed her temples.

She had almost forgotten there was a big shot here who knew soul-bewitching arts.

Author’s Note:

Guo Lu’s luck points have reset to zero. He’s pretty much about to “reset to zero” too.