I Snatched the Male Lead’s "Cool Novel" Script - Chapter 7

“LU VA KA!”

This was a basic incantation every beginner had to learn. At first, many Beast Arts Masters did not know what kind of spiritual arts they were good at, so their mentors would teach them this phrase. Its only function was to amplify the Beast Arts Master’s own soul power and give it form.

Yan Yu had chanted it in a moment of desperation, but she had forgotten that with her own strength, this spell was like the cry of a cub before a rampaging beast—completely meaningless.

Yin Beiqing froze when she heard the sound. But the attack she had imagined did not descend. Instead, the burning pain on her body lessened greatly. The red Beast Mark seemed to have touched some energy it feared and began slowly retreating.

But it only withdrew to the area around her neck before getting stuck and refusing to move.

Yan Yu was also dumbfounded. Her original intention had been to force Yin Beiqing back and keep her distance from this dangerous body. But in the end, had she just turned around and healed her instead?

“Continue,” Yin Beiqing ordered her.

Yan Yu pressed the middle finger and thumb of her right hand together, somewhat guilty as she formed the hand seal again. “LU VA KA…”

The Beast Mark sensed the energy again and retreated downward by a few centimeters. But after Yan Yu stopped, it slowly crawled back up.

Yin Beiqing clicked her tongue, grabbed Yan Yu’s hand, and pressed it against her own chest. “Did your mentor never teach you how to chant? What use is such a tiny voice?”

Yan Yu: “…”

No one really had taught her.

“Hurry up and continue.”

“LU VA KA.”

“Louder!”

“LU VA KA!”

“If it doesn’t work, chant it a few more times.”

“LU VA KA! LU VA KA! LU VA KA!”

However, no matter how many times she chanted, Yan Yu was like a lighter that had run out of fuel. No matter what, it simply would not spark. Instead, this repeated rise and fall irritated Yin Beiqing.

“Are you playing with me?” Yin Beiqing’s hand tightened around Yan Yu’s wrist, nearly snapping her wrist bone. “I thought so. Since you’re capable enough to save that beast pet, why are you unwilling to directly cure me? Why insist on using Lin Hegui as an exchange?”

Yan Yu felt bitter beyond words.

This was like a poor student somehow guessing the correct answer by luck, only for her score to plummet during the second exam, and then the teacher and parents criticized her for deliberately doing badly.

But only heaven knew—this was all she was capable of in the first place.

“No…”

“No what? Say it.” Yin Beiqing wore an expression that said, Let’s see how you make this up.

“I only just descended into this physical body and haven’t fully adapted yet, so my divine power is incomplete. Treating a small beast pet is still fine, but treating you… is a bit strenuous.”

Yin Beiqing subconsciously chose not to believe her, but she suddenly remembered the preface to the prophecy about the goddess’s descent in the ancient book.

If strange phenomena appear in the sky, then the goddess shall be born. When the sun and moon appear with golden rings, she shall attach herself to a mortal body.

The goddess mentioned in the ancient book did indeed possess someone else’s body. As for the so-called golden rings around the sun and moon…

It seemed that a few days ago, some subordinates had reported that commoners had seen the sun covered in a layer of golden light from the Blacklight Forest in the southwest. But after leaving the forest, everything returned to normal. More than one person had seen this strange golden-ring phenomenon, so it should not have been the hallucination of just one person.

“So, you are not the original owner of this body?” Yin Beiqing’s gaze carried inquiry.

No wonder. The infatuated woman who had once offended a princess for Guo Lu and caused her entire clan to be executed had betrayed him to Yin Beiqing without even blinking that day.

“If I say I really am not, would you believe me?” Yan Yu did not expect anyone to believe that transmigration existed in this world.

But Yin Beiqing’s way of thinking could never be understood through ordinary logic. After hearing Yan Yu’s question, she did not answer. Instead, she lightly curved her lips. That smile actually carried a rare trace of tenderness.

Then Yan Yu saw her take Yan Yu’s still trembling right hand and lower her head.

The pressure of Yin Beiqing’s lips was gentle and careful. This kiss was like the fullest faith offered by a devout believer.

Having suffered losses before, Yan Yu would not relax her guard just because of this little abnormality. Facts proved that having a strong survival instinct was never wrong.

In the next second, the grip on her wrist tightened. Yan Yu was pulled over without warning. Those soul-stealing blood-red eyes drew close to her face, and ancient, mysterious Polai words came from those thin lips in a low voice.

“VA FONG LA WA WU DI, DA ZI MENG DU.”

Yin Beiqing probably thought Yan Yu could not understand, which was why she had made such an unrestrained confession. But Yan Yu had previously flipped through the Polai dictionary in her Soul Domain, and with her photographic memory, she had memorized more than ninety percent of its contents.

She somewhat unfamiliarily translated those sounds one by one in her mind. The literal meaning of what Yin Beiqing had said was probably…

Only by becoming a believer of the goddess can one experience the pleasure of blaspheming a god.

Based on Yan Yu’s perfect reading-comprehension ability, this sentence could also be understood as—she was finished.

Aside from the protagonist, the more one knew, the faster one died. This was an ironclad rule in the original book. So Yan Yu felt it would be better to pretend she did not know.

She moved her gaze away from Yin Beiqing’s lips and revealed an innocent expression. “What did you say?”

Yin Beiqing did not find any flaw she wanted to see on Yan Yu’s face. Somewhat bored, she released her hand. “Whether or not you truly are the goddess, from today onward, you must be.”

After saying this, Yin Beiqing bent down and pressed toward her.

Yan Yu was so frightened that her pupils suddenly shrank. But Yin Beiqing stopped at a distance of one finger from her. Their noses were almost touching, and they could sense the warmth of each other’s breaths.

To be honest, it was a little too intimate.

If this person had not still wanted to drag her off and feed her to the wolves the day before, Yan Yu really would have thought the other woman was about to do something to her.

“Open your mouth.”

“Hm?”

Yin Beiqing did not have the patience to explain. Seeing that Yan Yu did not move, she reached out herself and gripped Yan Yu’s chin.

The pain forced Yan Yu to open her mouth. Then she saw Yin Beiqing raise her hand and snap her fingers crisply.

Before Yan Yu could understand what she was doing, a familiar scorching heat suddenly appeared in her chest. This heat source slowly rose, then actually drifted out from her slightly open mouth through her throat.

The red mass flashed with dazzling light. Squinting through the light, one could see a butterfly inside the sphere violently flapping its wings.

Yan Yu understood. This was the Beast Soul Pearl containing the imperial moth Jiwu. Yin Beiqing wanted to take it back to incubate and shed.

The Beast Soul Pearl hovered in the air for a while. Then, looking reluctant and coy, it finally drilled into Yin Beiqing’s body.

The moment the two merged, Yin Beiqing let out a suppressed low moan. The Beast Mark on her body seemed to come alive, wandering over her fair skin. It was like a parasite that could suck away a person’s essence. The worse Yin Beiqing’s complexion became, the deeper its color grew.

“Ah—”

Yin Beiqing’s sudden roar startled Yan Yu. She subconsciously retreated, pressing her body tightly against the edge of the hot spring.

She knew that Yin Beiqing was currently enduring tremendous pain. Out of professional instinct, Yan Yu began rapidly searching through her mind for methods that could make Yin Beiqing feel a little better.

In the original book, the male lead had also encountered the female lead’s incubation process. But the plot arranged by the author was a scene where he took advantage of the female lead while she was weak. For Yan Yu, who wanted to find a solution, that had absolutely no reference value.

“You can get lost now.” Yin Beiqing said to her with red eyes. Her voice was terribly hoarse. “Are you staying here to wait for death?”

She had seen foolish people before, but never one this foolish. Ordinary people knew to hide when they saw her frown. This sickly weakling, however, was something else. She had already become like this, yet Yan Yu was still standing there blankly. Was she really not afraid Yin Beiqing would lose control and hurt someone?

Yan Yu, who was thinking, clearly did not take Yin Beiqing’s warning in. After recalling for a long while, she finally remembered that in the pharmacopoeia she had read that afternoon, there seemed to be an illustration mentioning a spiritual art for unblocking soul power and soothing heart-fire. Although it said the effect was best when used together with a prescription, right now, she could only treat a dead horse as if it were alive.

Following the hand seal in the illustration, Yan Yu extended the index and middle fingers of her right hand. Her index finger stood upright while her middle finger pressed flat, forming a ninety-degree angle between the two fingers. Then she pressed her thumb against her middle finger and finally chanted the incantation.

“DI SA NUO.”

The Polai tribe was completely unfamiliar to Yan Yu, but her Polai incantation was more standard than anyone Yin Beiqing had ever heard. Her clear, steady voice truly carried a bit of imposing force.

“What are you doing?” Yin Beiqing’s endurance was about to reach its limit. Even speaking required her to squeeze the words out through gritted teeth.

“Trying to make you feel a little better.” Yan Yu lowered her hand. “Did it not work?”

It actually had, but this little bit of Healing Arts spiritual power was only a drop in the bucket for Yin Beiqing right now.

She shook her head. The soul power inside her body was becoming thinner and thinner, to the point that she did not even have the strength to glare and act fierce to scare Yan Yu away. But Jiwu would not show mercy just because she was like this. Although it and Yin Beiqing had a mutually dependent relationship, they also restrained each other.

When Yin Beiqing was weak, it became strong. And to maintain this strength, it needed even more energy. The pain of having one’s soul power stripped away was something no Beast Arts Master could endure. Moreover, the higher the rank of the Beast Soul, the greater the torment it brought.

At this moment, Yin Beiqing only felt as though countless insects were gnawing everywhere inside her body. Her blood, her flesh, and even her bones could not escape the fate of becoming food on a plate.

“Ahhh!” She shook her head rapidly. Scarlet veins burst in her eyes, and the sound from her throat was low, hoarse, and heavy.

The snapping of her rationality brought loss of control over her actions. She began clawing at her skin with her nails without caring about anything. Her arms, neck, cheeks—there was almost no undamaged spot left on her body. Yet she seemed unable to feel pain and continued mechanically repeating those two movements.

For some reason, Yan Yu felt that Yin Beiqing looked inexplicably helpless and lonely in this state.

When her father was executed by lingchi, no one had been by her side to comfort her. When she was hunted down, no one had protected her. When she was slandered and framed, no one had spoken a single word for her.

So she had developed a pathological, unhealthy method of dissolving her emotions by herself. But because of it, she had become even more sensitive and paranoid.

Yan Yu felt that, at the very least, she should stay with her now.

“Stop.” She walked over and held Yin Beiqing’s hand, which was still clawing at her arm. “Doing this won’t ease your pain at all. It will only hurt yourself.”

“Get away!” How could Yin Beiqing listen at a time like this? She roared fiercely at Yan Yu and shoved her away with force.

Yan Yu braced herself backward and barely stabilized her body. Fortunately, Yin Beiqing’s soul power was insufficient right now, so that shove did not have much strength. Otherwise, Yan Yu would have had to lie in bed for several days to recover.

“I’m not leaving.” She leaned back toward her again. This time, she directly reached out and hugged her.

Yin Beiqing’s body was extremely hot, not at all like a temperature a human body could reach. Because of pain and endurance, she was trembling. Yan Yu, who had mustered immense courage just to hug her, was also trembling.

They were like two fallen leaves pressed tightly together in the wind, able only to rely on each other’s strength to support themselves and remain standing.

“Don’t think I really won’t touch you!” After saying this, Yin Beiqing raised her palm with red eyes, ready to strike Yan Yu’s back.

Yan Yu’s body stiffened. Of course, Yin Beiqing, who was being hugged by her, felt it too. Just as she thought this would finally make Yan Yu let go, the other woman hugged her even tighter and buried her head against her.

Yan Yu silently held her, planning to leave it to fate and take this palm strike. But when Yin Beiqing’s hand was about to land on her, she stopped.

“Let go.” Her voice carried not a trace of emotion, like a final ultimatum. Hearing it made one’s heart pound.

Yan Yu shook her head firmly and raised her eyes to look at the woman whose eyes were scarlet. “Don’t think I really have a good temper either. If you have the ability, keep hurting yourself in front of me and see what happens.”

Yin Beiqing felt as though someone had squeezed her heart with their hand. The soreness made it hard for her to breathe.

“You said it yourself.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a burst of stinging pain came from Yan Yu’s shoulder. Yin Beiqing’s pale teeth bit into her fragile skin again and again, using ruthless force. Every bite seemed as if she wanted to tear off Yan Yu’s flesh.

Yan Yu nearly died of anger.

I told you not to hurt yourself, not to bite me!

The transformation reached its final stage. Cold sweat poured down Yin Beiqing’s forehead. Her face turned bluish-purple, and there was not a trace of color in her lips. She looked as if she might fail to draw her next breath and die on the spot at any moment. One of her hands stubbornly wrapped around Yan Yu’s waist, forcefully pressing her into her arms. The strength was so great it seemed as if she wanted to crush Yan Yu’s bones, carrying an air of dragging Yan Yu down with her even if she died.

“Mm—” Yin Beiqing suddenly groaned and turned her head away. “Go!”

Very soon, bright-red blood seeped from between the fingers covering her eyes, staining the entire back of her hand. Seeing this scene, Yan Yu immediately became alert.

This was the “Blood Eyes.”

The “Blood Eyes” appeared because of Jiwu’s self-defense mechanism. If Yin Beiqing, who provided it with energy, died, it would also perish along with her. So whenever the soul power inside Yin Beiqing’s body dropped to a dangerous threshold, it would activate the Blood Eyes. At this time, anyone who met Yin Beiqing’s gaze would have their soul power forcibly drained away.

When the Blood Eyes seized another person’s soul power, it was extremely difficult for Yin Beiqing to control herself. But someone as powerful as her generally would not suffer soul-power exhaustion severe enough to forcibly activate the Blood Eyes to continue her life. In the original book, this situation had only appeared twice, one of which was after she had blackened.

And the reason it terrified Yan Yu the most was that once the Blood Eyes appeared, blood would inevitably be seen.

Yan Yu wanted to run, but her eyes turned uncontrollably toward Yin Beiqing. The moment she met those man-eating Blood Eyes, the familiar dizziness from yesterday returned. The soul power inside her body surged rapidly, and the spring water around them began to spin, forming a swift whirlpool with her at the center.

Yan Yu felt that restless soul power quickly gather into a mass in her chest. Then it rushed out all at once from the Beast Mark on her forehead. The more soul power dispersed, the lighter her body became. She wanted to move her gaze away, but her body was out of control.

Was she going to die?

Again?

“Panpan!”

A familiar voice rang out along with the rapidly unfolding transparent protective shield. But Yan Yu could no longer hear it. Her eyes tightly closed as she fell downward. After falling into the water, she floated up as if being supported by something.

Her Beast Soul must have sensed its master’s danger, so it jumped out on its own without being summoned. The protective shield it unfolded was very large, firmly enclosing both Yin Beiqing and Yan Yu inside.

Yin Beiqing felt as though a cool and comfortable stream of water had been poured into her body. In just a few seconds, it washed away all of her pain. Even the bloody taste in her breathing disappeared.

The restless Jiwu seemed to have been soothed as well and calmly completed the final stage of its transformation. Then it flew out very mercilessly and drilled back into Yan Yu’s body through the Beast Mark on her forehead.

As Jiwu disappeared, the blood-red color in Yin Beiqing’s eyes gradually faded. Only then could she catch her breath and raise her eyes. When she saw that chubby, fluffy black-and-white bear-like beast, she froze at once.

“A divine beast?”

The ancient prophecy book had long since been destroyed. Only two short stories had been passed down in the world: the goddess, and the calamity born with dual Beast Souls. But Yin Beiqing had read the full book long before that. She remembered the description related to the goddess’s Beast Soul in that book.

Round paws and sharp claws, black and white fur mixed together, like a cat and like a bear. It has a vicious temperament, is naturally brutal, loves fighting and war, and is invincible wherever it goes.

Noticing the Beast Soul’s row of snow-white sharp teeth and its thick bear paw that seemed capable of smashing a person’s skull with a light slap, Yin Beiqing took a step back to keep her distance from it. Guilian beside her also coiled around her, lowering its head in a guarded posture.

Who would have thought that it would wiggle its butt and stick its round body over.

“Pan?”

“Its spiritual awareness hasn’t been opened yet?” Yin Beiqing could sense that this Beast Soul’s soul power was not shallow. It should not be to the point of lacking spiritual awareness.

This situation was relatively rare. Usually, it only appeared in Beast Souls whose rank had advanced too quickly. The reason was spiritual-awareness confusion caused by blocked soul power.

Yin Beiqing raised her hand and opened its spiritual awareness for it. This time, she could finally understand what it was saying.

“Are you okay?” The little meatball’s voice was soft and milky.

Yin Beiqing looked at it warily. It seemed that this legendary Beast Soul, whose combat power could not be underestimated, had no intention of attacking her.

“I’m fine.” Yin Beiqing answered coldly, still maintaining a conservative attitude toward it. “The Healing Arts spiritual technique just now—did you do that?”

“Mm-hm!” The little meatball blinked, raising both paws high in her direction. “Isn’t Panpan super amazing?”

Yin Beiqing frowned. She felt that the scent on this Beast Soul was somewhat familiar. No matter how she smelled it, it had the same choking pollen scent as that difficult-to-tame Jiwu.

“Sister, hug.” Seeing that Yin Beiqing did not react, Panpan’s little ears trembled. Then it added, “Want pretty sister to hug.”

Yin Beiqing still did not move. She was recalling the prophecy in the ancient book.

Vicious temperament.

Naturally brutal.

This thing?

Author’s Note:

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