I Snatched the Male Lead’s "Cool Novel" Script - Chapter 6

“Wu!”

The little meatball seemed unable to control its soul power very well. It fell straight from midair and hit the ground with a muffled thud.

“Are you okay?” Yan Yu had just been about to get up and check on it when she saw the little meatball already running toward her with happy little steps.

Its round body, its distinct black-and-white fur, and those two iconic black eye circles…

Yan Yu narrowed her eyes. This thing looked very familiar. Aside from being a little small, no matter how she looked at it, it resembled a national treasure—the panda.

In the book, the original owner had died before ever awakening her Beast Soul, so there had been no description of what her Beast Soul looked like. Yan Yu knew nothing about the little round ball in front of her either.

That Beast Soul raised its chubby paw and pressed it against Yan Yu’s leg, then burrowed into her arms. Its fluffy head rubbed against her, then it lifted its head and blinked its watery eyes at her. Its mouth opened and closed, and a string of milky little sounds popped out again.

“Panpanpan! Paaaa!”

It couldn’t talk?

Logically speaking, after awakening, a Beast Soul possessed spiritual awareness. They could understand human speech and could also talk. Even with weak spiritual awareness, they could evolve to the intelligence level of a ten-year-old child. But the one in front of her seemed unable to speak yet.

The little thing in her arms kept calling nonstop. Yan Yu was worried it would wake Lujia, so she made a shushing gesture at it.

“What’s wrong?”

The Beast Soul seemed to understand her words. It looked somewhat frustrated as it covered its mouth with its front paws. Then it stood upright, retracted its sharp claws, and lightly touched Yan Yu’s forehead with its soft, springy paw pad.

“Panpan…” Singing.

It was strange. Although the little meatball still only made the sound “pan,” this time, Yan Yu understood what it meant.

“You want to hear me sing?”

“Pan!” The meatball nodded.

Yan Yu smiled, circled it in her arms, and patted its back like she was coaxing a child as she continued humming the lullaby from earlier.

As she sang, she herself also began to feel sleepy and gently closed her eyes.

Not long after the singing stopped, Lujia’s breathing began to grow rapid. Its body temperature rose quickly. The effects of the pain medicine had probably worn off, and it began to feel uncomfortable. It curled its body and tried to struggle, but the pain from its ribs and lungs left it unable to move.

“Panpan?” The little meatball in Yan Yu’s arms poked its head out and looked at it in confusion. It tilted its head, then copied what Yan Yu had done earlier, making a shushing gesture at Lujia.

How could Lujia endure it? It struggled even more fiercely.

The little meatball angrily crawled out of Yan Yu’s arms. It brought its two paws together and rubbed out a pale-blue ball of light. The light ball grew larger and larger, then with a whoosh, wrapped around Lujia.

If Yan Yu had her eyes open at this moment, she would have discovered that this ball of light was very similar to the protective shield that had blocked Yin Beiqing’s attack for her in the storage room earlier.

The ball of light encircled Lujia and began spinning rapidly. A steady stream of soul power was sent into it. In the blink of an eye, the freshly stitched wound on Lujia’s abdomen healed. The surface of its skin became smooth and renewed, without even a scar left behind.

“Hmph.” The little meatball even put its paws on its waist and reached out to tap Lujia’s head, looking as if it were pointing and lecturing. “Pan!”

Now you can sleep obediently, right?

…

Yan Yu was a light sleeper and was sensitive to unfamiliar beds. If Lujia made any movement in the night, she would easily wake up. But last night, she slept unusually well. There was clearly no extra blanket to cover her, yet her whole body felt warm.

She sat up and was surprised to discover that the pain in her abdomen was gone. She hurriedly lifted the hem of her clothes to look. The place that had originally been covered in a large bruise had actually healed completely overnight.

Thinking of the Beast Soul that had awakened last night, Yan Yu formed an unrealistic guess in her heart. She stood up, walked to the mirror, lifted her clothes, and checked her back as well. She found that not only had the wound on her abdomen healed, but from head to toe, there was not even a fingernail-sized scrape left on her body.

Could that Beast Soul’s ability be something similar to healing?

In the original book, such abilities were collectively called Healing Arts, but Beast Arts Masters and Beast Souls that possessed Healing Arts were extremely rare.

How should one describe the rarity of these people? For example, the largest Beast Arts Master academy in this world, Yuling Academy, had gone ten consecutive years with zero students in the Healing Arts major. The school had even changed its enrollment rules because of this, but still gained nothing. Instead, it had only benefited Lin Hegui, who, as a mentor, got to spend years taking paid vacations outside.

But the problem was that according to Beast Soul levels, only after evolving to A-rank would a Beast Soul awaken its own special ability. Yan Yu’s little one could not even speak properly, so it was very likely only a barely C-rank cub.

Unless…

Yan Yu recalled the spiritual-art hand gestures and incantations from the book. She hooked the ring fingers, middle fingers, and little fingers of both hands together, then straightened her index fingers and thumbs, pressing them together to form a tower shape.

“KA SHA DI KA.”

There were as many as a thousand languages in this world. The common language used by various countries was very similar in pronunciation to Chinese, so Yan Yu had had no difficulty communicating with the maidservants earlier.

Among these languages, the oldest came from the Polai tribe. The earliest recorded spiritual-art incantations originated from this tribe’s language, and what Yan Yu was chanting now was one of them.

The function of this incantation was to probe, mobilize, and circulate the soul power within the body. Ordinary Beast Arts Masters used it more often while healing injuries, but Yan Yu only wanted to see exactly how much soul power was inside her body.

The heart was the source of soul power. Yan Yu sent her consciousness inside to probe and unexpectedly discovered that it was quite deep and abundant. However, the aura of this power was very unfamiliar and had a slight rejection reaction with the original owner’s original soul power.

A master’s soul power could also affect the level of their Beast Soul. Yesterday, that Beast Soul Pearl had inexplicably drilled into Yan Yu’s body and poured in a great deal of soul power. The little meatball might have been stimulated by that, causing its level to advance by leaps and bounds.

Yan Yu kept her eyes closed and continued probing inward. She felt as though her soul had squeezed into a narrow sheep-gut path. It was very dark around her, but there was always a beam of light ahead guiding her.

As she walked, her field of vision suddenly opened up. A certain sensation prompted her to open her eyes.

She did not know whether it was an illusion or something else, but the originally narrow room in front of her had turned into a vast plain that stretched endlessly into the distance. The tip of her nose could even smell the fresh fragrance of soil.

Yan Yu liked the weather after rain the most. It was a little damp, but the color of the sky was beautiful. The breeze and the sun that had just peeked out could blend into a temperature that made her feel comfortable. Everything here was exactly the same as what she imagined.

Her eyes spotted a familiar building in the distance. She stepped forward, wanting to walk over. The moment that thought appeared in her mind, her figure flashed, and she was already standing in front of the door.

“Teleportation?”

Yan Yu turned her head to look at where she had come from. It was at least a thousand meters away from this house. Setting aside her clumsy spiritual arts for now, she had not even chanted an incantation just now. There was no way she had done this through spiritual arts.

Then there was only one possibility left—this place was her Soul Domain.

Only inside one’s own Soul Domain could one move freely at will without using any spiritual arts, and even take objects from a distance.

A Soul Domain was similar to a portable space. Aside from being invisible to outsiders, this place was no different from the real world. Moreover, the spiritual energy inside a Soul Domain was abundant. Outsiders could not enter or leave without permission, making it perfect for secluded cultivation and recovery. Even the flowers, plants, and trees grown in the soil here had higher medicinal and nutritional value.

One thing worth mentioning was that inside the Soul Domain’s barrier, the domain master’s consciousness stood above everything else. Yan Yu possessed absolute authority. As long as she wanted, with a single thought, she could crush an outsider to death like an ant.

Some people skilled in soul-bewitching arts would lure enemies into their Soul Domain and then hunt them down. This move was almost impossible to counter, but not many people knew how to do it. After all, a Soul Domain was something only Special-rank Beast Arts Masters had a chance of awakening, and even then, not every Special-rank Beast Arts Master could cultivate one.

The first time the original book described a Soul Domain was when it gave the male lead Guo Lu a golden finger.

Guo Lu stole Yin Beiqing’s Beast Soul Pearl, then took the divine physician Xun Hegui as his master to learn breathing and regulating methods. After much difficulty, he integrated the Beast Soul Pearl into his own body. Then, after enduring forty-nine days of scorching pain and barely clinging to half his life, he awakened his Soul Domain.

Yet this benefit had somehow been picked up by Yan Yu in a muddled daze.

The key point was that she did not even know why that Beast Soul Pearl had suddenly lost its mind and drilled into her forehead. Picking up this benefit made her feel terrified.

Creak—

While Yan Yu was lost in thought, the door opened by itself without warning. She was pulled inside by an invisible force and quickly jogged a few steps to keep up. A few coughs spilled from her throat again, and the blood that seeped from her lips once more dyed a handkerchief red.

Yan Yu sighed and put the handkerchief away, feeling helpless about the original owner’s fragile constitution. She raised her left hand, wanting to support herself against something to steady her body. But when her palm pressed down, what she felt was soft and springy. She hurriedly raised her head to observe her surroundings.

How was this a house? There were no walls and no ceiling. Even the “floor” beneath her feet was transparent and smooth, with a texture like slime. She felt as though she had been thrown into a water ball, swaying unsteadily like duckweed on a lake. Dizzy, she began coughing again, as if once she started, she could not stop.

“Pfft—”

At this moment, near the place closest to Yan Yu’s head, a small transparent water ball split off. It floated shakily through the air and suddenly merged into the lotus Beast Mark on her forehead.

Yan Yu only felt as though a clear, bright stream of water had been poured into her body. It was refreshing and soothing, washing away the dryness, hoarseness, and pain in her throat. Even the dull ache in her chest improved greatly.

The water ball circled around inside her body, then with a puji sound, popped out from her forehead again. The round ball that had been transparent just now had already turned red. It floated back into the wall, and at the same time, the entire room began shaking violently as if it were having a rejection reaction.

Yan Yu was about to fall when two transparent arms stretched out from the wall behind her and supported her waist. They even patted her back again and again, as if telling her not to be afraid.

After who knew how long, the shaking stopped. Another transparent ball floated in front of her. Yan Yu instinctively raised her hand and cupped it underneath, as if afraid it would fall.

“Jijiji…”

The transparent ball twisted twice and made a sound similar to laughter. It rubbed affectionately against Yan Yu’s palm, then began expanding continuously, like a balloon being inflated. It kept growing until it reached its limit, then exploded with a boom.

After the water ball burst, what remained in Yan Yu’s palm was a book three fingers thick. The pages rustled loudly and flipped by themselves to a page in the middle.

Yan Yu picked it up and looked. This seemed to be a book similar to a pharmacopoeia. On the page it had opened to, the color of one section of text was different from the others, as if deliberately attracting her gaze.

[Those with impure soul power suffer from scattered qi and bodily weakness. Symptoms mostly include coughing blood, body coldness, and fatigue. Soul-Gathering Grass root and stem may be used as the main medicine, supplemented with Lotus Bead flower petals, and boiled into a medicinal decoction. Take three doses a day; results will appear in two days.]

Yan Yu’s mother had been an experienced old practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine. Growing up under her influence, Yan Yu also knew some basics.

Although the Soul-Gathering Grass and Lotus Bead Flower written in the book did not exist in her original world, after flipping to the introduction at the front, she found that the medical principles here were generally connected to traditional Chinese medicine—for example, yin-yang complementation and the theory of the five elements. It was not difficult for her to digest.

After flipping through a few pages, whenever she encountered obscure Polai words she did not know, the water ball seemed to have mind-reading abilities. It enthusiastically handed over a dictionary and helped her turn to the right page.

This book not only contained prescriptions, but also many pill-refining techniques. Yan Yu became absorbed as she read. Once she got serious, she could not even feel the passage of time.

Immersed in the pharmacopoeia, she completely forgot what day it was, until Yin Beiqing appeared in her room uninvited.

That unforgettable cold fragrance instantly pulled Yan Yu’s consciousness back. She hurriedly closed the Soul Domain, opened her eyes, and pretended she had just woken up.

Today, Yin Beiqing was rarely wearing white. Yet she forcefully made that color look bewitching and coldly beautiful. She stood at the door with a frosty expression, her brows tightly furrowed, as if she greatly disliked this shabby room.

“Are all goddesses’ daily routines this special?” No matter what words came out of Yin Beiqing’s mouth, they naturally carried a light, drifting sarcasm.

Yan Yu raised her head and looked outside, only to discover that the sky had long since turned dark. A huge blood moon hung at the edge of the sky, looking very close to the ground and giving people an uncomfortable sense of pressure.

Lujia beside her seemed to have been waiting for a long time. Seeing that she had finally woken up, it stepped forward with its claws and tried to climb onto her.

“It’s all right.”

Yan Yu did not react much to Yin Beiqing’s words. She held Lujia and looked it over. Its wounds had healed strangely well, without the slightest trace left behind. Seeing that it was fine at last, she finally felt relieved.

“Its injuries healed?” Out of curiosity, Yin Beiqing still stepped over the threshold and walked in.

Yesterday, Ruan Yuemin had sentenced this beast pet to death. Today, it was alive and lively, able to walk and climb. Could this sickly weakling really have something special about her, to have snatched a beast’s life back from Yama in just one night?

“Mm.” Yan Yu smiled and patted Lujia’s head. “Does it still hurt?”

The little pangolin shook its tail and opened its mouth at her. Yan Yu knew this was what it did when it was happy.

Soon, a large hand reached over and broke the harmonious scene between master and pet. Yin Beiqing frowned and lifted Lujia upside down by its tail with her right hand, examining it from top to bottom with a somewhat disgusted gaze.

It really had healed. Even the wound on its belly could not be seen.

Beast pets with spiritual awareness could speak just like Beast Souls. Very soon, Yan Yu heard Lujia call out in fear, “Master, Master, save me!”

“Put it down.” Yan Yu reached out, but Yin Beiqing avoided her.

“First tell me how you did it.” Yin Beiqing’s silver eyes stared tightly at her face. “Do you know Healing Arts?”

If that were true, how could Yuling Academy, which cherished talent as if it were life itself, have rejected Yan Yu’s enrollment application three years in a row?

Her title as a useless beauty was so famous that everyone in Langdie Valley knew it.

How had she done it? Yan Yu herself did not quite understand either. She had suspected it had something to do with that chubby little panda.

“You said it yourself. I am a goddess.” Yan Yu took advantage of Yin Beiqing’s inattention and hugged Lujia back. “Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed.”

“Heh.” Yin Beiqing sneered. Before Yan Yu could understand what she meant, an arm wrapped around her waist. The world spun around her, and that cold fragrance rushed over her face.

A familiar pain and jolting sensation came from her abdomen. With an expression of utter despair, Yan Yu was carried over Yin Beiqing’s shoulder like a sack as they moved toward some unknown destination.

She felt it was very necessary to find a time to talk to Yin Beiqing. She had legs and could walk by herself. Next time, could Yin Beiqing please not carry her like a sack every time something happened? Yan Yu was truly afraid that one day, she would fail to hold back and cough blood onto her.

“Can you put me down?” Yan Yu tried to negotiate with Yin Beiqing.

Yin Beiqing did not answer. Her expression was terribly ugly. The closer she was to Yan Yu, the stronger her connection with the imperial moth became, and her soul power was stirred into surging chaos.

She moved extremely quickly, stepping directly over the eaves and flying toward a place in the back mountain. After passing through the dark forest, the Gulao Spring deep within the woods finally revealed itself.

Yan Yu’s sharp eyes spotted round red fruits dotted among the grass beside the spring. They were exactly the Lotus Bead Flowers mentioned in the pharmacopoeia earlier.

But before she could look a few more times, in the next second, Yin Beiqing mercilessly threw both her and her clothes into the water.

Splash—

Yan Yu flailed in the water in a panic for a few moments before finally finding her balance and emerging from the surface. Her long hair, soaked with water, stuck to her cheeks and neck, making her look somewhat bedraggled.

Guilian had somehow been summoned by Yin Beiqing. The python’s body coiled around a stone pillar to the side, its head raised high. Its emerald-green eyes stared at Yan Yu as it hissed and flicked its tongue.

It seemed to be performing some spiritual art, because Yan Yu felt the spring water’s temperature begin to drop rapidly. Very soon, a needle-like stinging pain came from her skin.

She remembered what Yin Beiqing was going to do. Today was the seventh-day deadline. The imperial moth had to shed its skin. Whenever this time came, Yin Beiqing had to endure tremendous burning pain. In order to ease the pain, she would soak in the low-temperature water of Gulao Spring for the entire incubation process.

By the spring, Yin Beiqing had already removed her clothes without the slightest avoidance. Her graceful figure sank into the water, and she slowly walked toward Yan Yu.

She seemed to be in terrible condition. Her lips were deathly pale, but her eyes and expression were full of aggression. Yan Yu wanted to retreat and avoid her, but her hands and feet were frozen numb. Instead, this terrifying woman’s body contained the heat source she desperately needed.

The red Beast Mark, whose origin was unknown, spread rapidly over Yin Beiqing’s skin like fast-growing vines, expanding its territory from her waist and abdomen all the way upward, crossing her long neck and climbing onto her cheeks.

Yan Yu could not see what she looked like behind the mask, but she could see Yin Beiqing’s eyes. They were like hollow glass spheres filled with red paint, completely blood-red.

The way she stared at Yan Yu was like a werewolf going berserk under the full moon, full of beastly nature, ready at any moment to bare its fangs and claws and pounce on its prey.

Yan Yu suddenly realized that she was that powerless prey.

Author’s Note:

Yes, yes, yes, that’s you.