Chapter 12: Can I sleep with Ling’er?

“Tell me,” Lin Fan said with a smile in his eyes.

“Qinghong wants… to learn about formations,” Ye Qinghong’s beautiful eyes sparkled. “Qinghong wants to become… the strongest formation master in the Xianling Continent.”

“Formations?”

Lin Fan was a bit surprised.

“There are three types of formations: ghost-subduing formations, immortal-slaying formations, and demon-slaying formations. Which one would you like to learn?”

“Master, can Qinghong…” Ye Qinghong bit her vermilion lips, a look of hope on her face. “Can I… learn all three?”

“Tsk tsk tsk,” Lin Fan exclaimed in admiration. “I didn’t expect… you little girl look so gentle and weak, yet you’re quite ambitious.”

“No, Master,” Ye Qinghong explained.

“Qinghong believes that to become the strongest formation master on the continent, knowing only one type of formation is far from enough.”

“That’s true,” Lin Fan raised the wine cup before him and took a sip. “So—which one do you want to learn first?”

“Demon-slaying formations,” Ye Qinghong answered without a second thought.

Cough cough—cough cough—

As soon as Ye Qinghong’s voice fell, Lin Fan choked on the wine that had just entered his throat and started coughing.

“Qinghong, why don’t we… learn something else first?” Lin Fan asked tentatively.

“Why?” Ye Qinghong was greatly puzzled. “Could it be that Master… doesn’t know how?”

???

‘Doesn’t know how?’

‘I know how all too well, alright!’

Back then, when Lin Fan was only at the Mystic Demon Realm (equivalent to the True Immortal Realm), he had already studied the Seventy-Two Demon-Slaying Formations inside and out in order to save his own life.

This was also why, when the ten fairies set up the Myriad Phenomena Demon-Slaying Formation, Lin Fan was able to point out the formation’s weaknesses in a single sentence.

“Ma…ster?”

Seeing Lin Fan remain silent for a long time, Ye Qinghong thought she had hit the mark and called out cautiously.

“Sigh…”

Lin Fan sighed with some helplessness.

“Fine~ Since you want to learn… then let’s learn it.”

“Really?” Ye Qinghong excitedly ran up to Lin Fan, held his face, and kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you, Master!”

“Hey? Don’t…”

Lin Fan glanced guiltily in Bai Ling’s direction.

This glance didn’t matter, but it happened to meet Bai Ling’s eyes.

‘I’m doomed.’

‘There won’t be a misunderstanding, will there…’

During his time with Bai Ling, Lin Fan had basically figured out her personality: a typical little vinegar jar.

This made Lin Fan somewhat worried.

If Bai Ling thought that Ye Qinghong’s appearance threatened her position, would she…

But he never expected that Bai Ling would only stare blankly for a few seconds before lowering her head and continuing to gnaw on her fish.

Seeing this, Lin Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

‘Thank goodness, it’s nothing…’

“You must be hungry? Master will go make you something to eat,” Lin Fan said, looking at the somewhat tired Ye Qinghong as he stood up.

“Master, Ling’er wants some too!”

Before Ye Qinghong could respond, Bai Ling ran up to Lin Fan and shouted loudly.

“Ling’er, didn’t you… just eat?”

Lin Fan glanced at the fish bones in Bai Ling’s hand.

“Children can’t eat too much.”

“No, no, Ling’er is still growing. I need to eat more to grow up, right?”

Bai Ling shook Lin Fan’s arm and said in a sweet, coquettish voice.

“Even if you eat more, it’s not like this…”
Lin Fan sighed.

“Forget it, what do you two want to eat?”

“I… I’m fine with anything…”

Ye Qinghong said in a small voice with her head down.

Although she said that, Ye Qinghong was still very much looking forward to it.

A person as perfect as Lin Fan, the dishes he made surely wouldn’t be bad, right?

However…

Half an hour later, Ye Qinghong stared at the few plates of dark, murky dishes on the table, lost in a daze.

“Master, you’re experimenting with dark cuisine again,”

Bai Ling pouted her small mouth, her eyes filled with helplessness.

“Uh…”

Lin Fan scratched his head in embarrassment.

“If I said it was just an accident… would you believe me?”

“Let me do it,”

Ye Qinghong stood up.

“It’s a good chance for Master to try my specialty dish.”

“Qinghong, you… know how to cook?”
Lin Fan felt a bit surprised.

In Lin Fan’s perception, weren’t sect saintesses supposed to be the type of pampered young ladies who only focused on cultivation and ignored household chores?

“When I was young, I learned a little from the sect elders,”

Ye Qinghong said with a smile.

“You two sit for a while, it’ll be ready soon.”

It had to be said, Ye Qinghong’s culinary skills were truly impeccable.

Even though Lin Fan had eaten many mountain delicacies and seafood, compared to the dishes Ye Qinghong made, they were truly not worth mentioning.

“Sister Qinghong, I want more~”

Clearly, Bai Ling had been completely conquered by Ye Qinghong’s skills.

She just focused on devouring her food, even licking the plate clean.

“Ling’er, you can’t eat any more,”

Lin Fan said with a straight face.

“If you eat any more, you’ll get fat.”

Although Lin Fan had long known that Bai Ling’s appetite was slightly larger than an ordinary person’s, he never expected it to be this large.

‘Is this a Spirit Cat? This is a Taotie, right?!’

[TL Note: Taotie: A mythical Chinese monster known for its gluttony.]

“No, no, Ling’er wants more, wants more~”

Bai Ling held her small bowl, looking expectantly at Ye Qinghong.

“If Ling’er likes to eat, just let her eat.”

Ye Qinghong served Bai Ling another bowl of rice.

“There’s still more in the pot.”

“Thank you, Sister Qinghong!”

Bai Ling happily took the small bowl, then turned her head and made a face at Lin Fan.

“Bad Master!”

Lin Fan’s face was covered in black lines.

‘What is this situation?’

‘These two, who were just at odds with each other, have become as close as sisters over a single meal?’

‘I don’t get it…’

“Qinghong, this is the ‘Seventy-Two Demon-Subduing Formations’ that Master ‘collected’ in his spare time. You can study it yourself first. If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can ask me.”

Lin Fan handed a book with a gilded cover to Ye Qinghong.

“Thank you, Master!”

Ye Qinghong happily took the book and eagerly began to flip through it.

“It’s too late today, so don’t read it for now. Wash up and rest early.”

After speaking, Lin Fan got up and walked towards his room.

“Okay, goodnight, Master!”

[Not bad, Host. It hasn’t even been half a year, and you’ve already found two reincarnated fairies. Keep up the good work, I’m optimistic about you~]

As soon as Lin Fan lay down, the System popped up in his mind.

“Easy for you to say. Who’s like you, doing nothing all day?”

Lin Fan turned over to face the wall.

[How could that be?! I have my beauty sleep every day… ah, ptooey, I work very hard every day to help you find fairies, okay~]

“I can’t be bothered with you.”

Lin Fan closed his eyes and said no more.

[Huh? Host, are you… planning to sleep?]

“You’re so annoying,”

Lin Fan was a little angry.

“If I’m not sleeping, should I be sleeping with you?!”

[Uh… Host, don’t be angry first. Look who that is?]

“That? Who?”

Lin Fan was a little confused.

To resolve the doubt in his heart, Lin Fan turned over and glanced at the door.

“Master…”

He saw Bai Ling peeking a small head through the crack of the door, calling out to Lin Fan in a small voice.

“Ling’er, you… instead of sleeping, what are you doing here in my room?”

Looking at Bai Ling who pushed the door open and entered, Lin Fan subconsciously pulled the quilt up to cover his upper body.

“Of course, it’s to sleep with Master~”

Bai Ling rubbed her small hands, took a leap, and jumped directly onto Lin Fan’s bed.

“Don’t fool around!”

Lin Fan scolded.

“Hurry back to sleep. What will happen if your Sister Qinghong hears this?”

“Master, did you forget? These walls are soundproof. Sister Qinghong can’t hear anything~”

Bai Ling had an expression of a successful conspiracy.

Just as Lin Fan was at a loss, the System’s voice once again echoed in his mind.

[Ding dong! Master-Disciple Interaction Quest triggered!]

[Quest Content: Sleep with Bai Ling.]

[Quest Duration: 8 hours.]

“No—”

Hearing this quest, Lin Fan felt like he was going crazy.

“It’s one thing for her to fool around, but why are you joining in on the nonsense?!”

[Please get it straight, this is a randomly generated quest by the system. I’m just in charge of notifying you, okay?!]

The System replied huffily.

“Random? I think you’re doing this on purpose!”

Lin Fan replied, exasperated.

[Think whatever you want. But I have to remind you, if you don’t complete the quest, the punishment will be very terrible, you know~]

In the next second, the System’s voice went silent.

“Hello? Hello!”

Lin Fan was on the verge of tears.

‘What sin did I commit to deserve this? I can’t even get a peaceful night’s sleep!’

“Master, can you move inward a bit and let Ling’er in, please?”

Bai Ling said, while trying to lift Lin Fan’s quilt.

‘Good my a**!’

Lin Fan held onto the corner of the quilt tightly, not giving Bai Ling any opportunity.

“Master, do you know… you’re being so mean!”

Bai Ling suddenly stopped her actions.

“Mean? How am I being mean?”

Lin Fan was completely baffled.

“You’ve clearly already seen all of Ling’er, yet you’re covering yourself up so tightly!”

Bai Ling puffed up her cheeks in anger.

“That… that was just an accident, okay?!”
Lin Fan covered his forehead.

“Stop fooling around, Ling’er. Master is really tired.”

“If you’re tired, then sleep,”

Bai Ling took advantage of Lin Fan’s distraction, lifted his quilt, and slipped in.

“Wow, I didn’t expect Master’s abs… to be quite comfortable to touch~”

“Ling’er, you, you, you…”

If this were the old Lin Fan, if any girl dared to be so audacious with him, she would have probably been turned to ash long ago.

Because Lin Fan firmly believed that women would only affect the speed at which he drew his sword.

This was also why Lin Fan was able to become the fastest cultivator in the Demon Clan.

While other demons were courting demon ladies under the moonlit flowers, Lin Fan had already reached the pinnacle of the continent.

But it was different now.

The current Lin Fan’s life was inextricably linked with the ten reincarnated fairies.
In short, if anything happened to the fairies, Lin Fan would also not be able to escape death.

‘Calm down, I must calm down…’

‘I can’t make a move, I really can’t make a move…’

“Master, hurry and turn off the lights. Ling’er is all ready~”

Bai Ling’s chubby little face was full of anticipation.

???

Bai Ling’s words made Lin Fan’s face instantly fill with embarrassment.

‘What do you mean—you’re ready?’

‘What are you ready for?!’

“Ling’er,”

Lin Fan adjusted his breathing slightly and said with a serious expression, “Master can agree to your request, but…”

“You must also agree to one of Master’s conditions.”