I Snatched the Male Lead’s "Cool Novel" Script - Chapter 60

“Fight then! Who’s afraid of who?” Yang Qian rolled up her sleeves. “I’m a princess of the Jin Kingdom. Is there any fight I wouldn’t dare take?”

“Little Princess, have some water.” Yan Yu took a new bottle of water and handed it to her. “The arena match just ended. You must be tired.”

Yang Qian accepted the water with both hands, but still insisted on sounding tough. “I’m not afraid of you. I’m giving Sister face.”

“No need for you to give it. She earns her own face. For example, when she beat you just now,” Yin Beiqing said unhurriedly, adding fuel to the fire.

“Hey! I—”

“Don’t.” Yan Yu hurriedly stood between them. “The second match is about to start. Are you going to let the others take their exams properly or not?”

“Oh.” Yang Qian pursed her lips. “Fine. I’ll listen to Sister.”

“Heh.” Yin Beiqing glanced at her, carrying a bit of mockery. But when Yan Yu’s warning gaze shifted toward her, she pretended nothing had happened and turned her head aside, returning to her expressionless look.

However, although she turned her head, under her sleeve, she quietly took Yan Yu’s hand. “Sit beside me and watch.”

“Then I’ll sit on Sister’s other side.” Relying on her petite figure, Yang Qian also squeezed inward after Yan Yu and the others. She lightly patted Zhongpu, who had originally been sitting beside Yan Yu, and softly negotiated, “Handsome Sister, can I switch seats with you?”

Zhongpu nodded politely but did not answer. Instead, she sent an inquiring look toward Yin Beiqing.

Very quickly, after receiving feedback, she said, “Sorry. My boss won’t allow it.”

Yin Beiqing: “…”

She could not endure it anymore. Tonight, she would go back and expel this big fool from the valley register.

“Hmph.” Yang Qian glared in Yin Beiqing’s direction, then angrily hugged her Beast Soul and turned around. “If you won’t let me, then fine. Anyway, I’ll have plenty of chances to spend time with Sister in the future.”

What she did not know was that a few seconds after she left, Yin Beiqing asked Yan Yu very seriously, “I think there’s still time for us to switch schools. What do you think?”

“I think no.”

…

Yan Yu was—

However, she had to wait until all of her own people finished fighting before she could go back. Fortunately, everyone’s draw order was relatively early. If each match was expected to take ten to twenty minutes, they could still go back and sleep before midnight.

But she completely did not expect that this group’s combat power would be so fast. Forget ten minutes per match; they did not even need five. The audience had not even had time to figure out what spiritual arts they had used before the battle was already over.

Under normal circumstances, it was indeed better to perform more sets of moves and earn more points. But that was only something one needed to worry about when experts were bullying rookies. The opponents of these people from Langdie Valley were mostly experts who had obtained B-rank Beast Arts Master certificates. As long as they defeated them, the points added would not be low.

B-rank truly did not amount to much in Langdie Valley, but among these candidates, it was already among the top.

When ancestors bullied experts, of course ending things quickly was more efficient.

Yan Yu suddenly felt that the version of herself who had carefully calculated scores on stage just now was a little pitiful.

“Ah… I’m tired just from watching.” Xueji, who had already finished fighting, leaned boredly on Zhongpu’s shoulder. “When is it Boss’s turn? Why are the people in front taking so long?”

“Soon.” Zhongpu patted her and skillfully took out a bag of dried meat from her sleeve, handing it to her. “If you’re bored, chew on some.”

This was jerky made from snow rabbit. This species of rabbit was small, exercised a lot, and had little fat. Its blood and meat tasted slightly sweet, making it especially suitable for drying and eating. It was chewy and filling, and it was also quite good as a little snack when bored.

“Want some?”

Yan Yu actually did not really want to eat it. This jerky was very hard to chew. She had tried it once before, and her cheeks had hurt all night.

“I’ll just take a small one.” For the sake of her fragile cheeks, she picked out a strip of meat only half the thickness of her little finger.

“Aren’t you hungry?” Xueji looked at her strangely. “At your level, you’ll die if you don’t eat, right?”

Didn’t they just have dinner?

Xueji then dumped seven or eight more pieces into Yan Yu’s palm, filling it so much they almost fell. “Eat more. Don’t die yet. I haven’t thought of a death method for you. Wait a little longer.”

“…Thank you.” Then I’ll wait a little longer before dying?

Yan Yu held the pile of jerky, unsure whether she should feel moved or moved.

Was this merely jerky?

No. This was all Xueji’s “thoughtful” care.

Yan Yu did not dare not eat.

Only after Yan Yu had chewed through the fifth piece of jerky did it finally become Yin Beiqing’s turn.

Her opponent was a male candidate, a seeded contestant from the famous Liaowang family.

The Liaowang family had produced high-quality candidates who reached the finals for three consecutive terms. Only, in this generation, they seemed cursed and simply could not produce a girl. Even after trying all kinds of folk remedies with a hopeful attitude, nothing worked.

Having no choice, they could only choose the tallest among the short and select their current heir, Li Taofu.

His talent was not high. His soul power had been raised later with medicinal pills. For physical arts, the family had hired three different coaches to train him like demons. It could be said that out of three hundred and sixty-five days, aside from eating, drinking, and relieving himself, his free time did not exceed one hour.

However, under this kind of high pressure, his strength had indeed improved quickly. He could fight evenly with female Beast Arts Masters of the same rank. If this little brother’s luck was not too bad and he did not encounter some overly powerful opponent, he should steadily pass the entrance exam. As long as he entered the academy, the family could then use some connections to stuff him into the spirit-hunting team and have him fight for a candidate slot.

But that was only if.

This little brother’s luck was bad. Very bad. He had encountered Yin Beiqing, this Great Demon King.

“How long do you think this will take?” Ying Fan rolled her eyes, her excitement over watching the fun overflowing. “I’ll say it first. Ten seconds!”

“Five seconds,” Zhongpu lowered it.

At that moment, Teng Jingjie and Ruan Yuemin said in unison, “No more than two seconds.”

“What are we betting?”

“The winner gets peach soup made by Little Yu herself!” Xueji raised her hand and suggested.

Yan Yu first wondered when she had become “Little Yu.” Only a beat later did she react. “You’re gambling, so why am I the victim?”

“We all know you secretly make it for Sister Lin and Boss! Biased!” Ying Fan pointed at her. “Clearly, we’re the good sisters here, but you’ve never sent any to me.”

Since when did they become good sisters?

Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, Yan Yu somehow felt guilty even though she originally did not feel much guilt at all.

“Fine… I guess.”

On stage, both sides had already taken their positions. The referee skillfully called the start. The candidates in the audience rubbed their hands, widened their eyes, and paid full attention to every stir of wind and grass on the stage, determined to clearly see the big shot’s spiritual arts moves this time.

Li Taofu knew that the person opposite him was one of the people who had blown up the test balls that morning. But he had no choice. Since he had drawn her, he had to finish the fight. If he could not enroll, he would absolutely be expelled from his clan!

He shouted to bolster his courage, then raised his hands, preparing to form hand seals.

Before he could even place his fingers properly, Yin Beiqing across from him had already clicked her tongue impatiently. Her right middle finger and thumb came together, snapping once.

The wind blew open her long hair, brushing over her sharp brows. Her slightly narrowed silver eyes contained not the slightest warmth, and killing aura drifted around her.

Yan Yu knew this was merely ordinary impatience from her, but the audience did not know that. They were so frightened by Yin Beiqing’s gaze that they did not dare make a single sound. For the first time that night, the spectator stands, which had been filled with screams and cheers one after another, fell completely silent.

This also made the sound of Yin Beiqing’s snap especially clear.

Snap—

“Ahhhhh!” Under the effect of the enormous spiritual arts orb, the dark-skinned man was directly lifted into the air and sent flying backward.

One could see that he tried to cast spiritual arts or grab something to stop himself from falling off the stage, but Yin Beiqing’s attack was not only fast but extremely fierce. It was like a ball of fire had surrounded his entire body. Burning and stabbing pain spread everywhere. Before he even flew halfway, he could not endure the pain anymore and fainted with his eyes rolled back.

Everyone watched as his body smashed onto the ground and slid outward for more than ten meters. The huge friction set the clothes on his back aflame, yet the unconscious him knew nothing.

The people of the Liaowang family were embarrassed and furious as they went up to put out the fire for him. Hating iron for not becoming steel, they grabbed his ankle and dragged him all the way off the field.

Only when Yin Beiqing lowered her hand and walked down did the audience dare speak.

“Did she chant a spell?”

“She didn’t even form hand seals properly!”

“That damage, is that really something a human can do? I nearly got blown away in the spectator stands!”

“She didn’t even reveal her Beast Soul. I still wanted to see what this big shot’s Beast Soul was.”

Everyone whispered among themselves while secretly observing Yin Beiqing with gazes that wanted to look but did not dare.

She walked straight back to her seat, and the first thing she said was, “So tired.”

Tired? You’re tired?

Everyone thought silently that many things they could not understand must have happened during those two seconds just now to tire the big shot out.

Yan Yu moved to the side, making more room for her. “Then rest a bit before leaving.”

“Hungry,” she said again. Although her face was expressionless, Yan Yu somehow heard a little…

No. She must have heard wrong.

Yan Yu handed over the remaining jerky in her hand, looking somewhat relieved. “Eat more.”

“A little thirsty too.”

“I saved water especially for you.” Yan Yu lowered her head, picked up the cup, and handed it to her.

“Mm.” Yin Beiqing leaned toward her, lips parting slightly, but showed no movement of raising her hand.

Yan Yu: Snapping your fingers really exhausted you terribly, didn’t it?

She swallowed back her retort, opened the lid, and brought the water to Yin Beiqing’s lips.

Yin Beiqing lowered her head and, using Yan Yu’s hand, took two sips before stopping. Then she even actively lifted her chin, showing Yan Yu the droplet of water that had accidentally slipped down.

“Wipe.”

In that instant, Yan Yu truly had the thought of directly throwing a rag onto her face, but she restrained herself very well.

“This should do.” Yan Yu wiped it away with a handkerchief.

But a certain person still maintained that posture without moving, her gaze on Yan Yu so scorching it was impossible to ignore.

“What else do you want?” Yan Yu had never realized she had this much patience.

This time, Yin Beiqing did not speak. She only silently leaned her face forward, then lowered it slightly, just enough to reveal the fluffy top of her head.

“…” This time, Yan Yu directly patted her head twice rather impolitely. “Behave.”

…

In the spectator stands:

“I’m deaf. I must be deaf.”

“I’m blind. I must be blind.”

“My memory is scrambled. It must be scrambled.”

“Can one person really do both of those things?”

“Maybe… their family just has a good relationship?”

“Before saying that, do you want to look at the other big shots beside them? They all look like they’re about to throw up.”

Author’s Note:

Everyone from Langdie Valley: We know the one who hit people. We don’t know the one who finished hitting people.