"Who exactly are you?" Su Shu asked, his eyes narrowing.
The black-haired beauty before him was draped in a goose-feather cloak. Her crimson-painted lips and scarlet eyes were tinged with the color of blood, creating a seductive allure that was both enchanting and shockingly beautiful. Two panels of a deep, dark skirt spread out like butterfly wings, covering the peaks of her chest, while the tight, navy-blue fabric below traced her graceful and undulating curves.
However... while her figure was certainly delicate and shapely, compared to the all-encompassing oceans of the Witch and Tiamat, the narrow capacity of this woman who had appeared out of nowhere claiming to be his "Senior Sister" could only elicit a sneer from Su Shu.
A B-cup at best, he estimated. Any more and it would spill over. Don't get me wrong, I'm talking about her Endurance stat. By the way, the Witch started as a C-cup and I slowly kneaded her up to an E. As for Tiamat, she was a G or even H-cup monster from the start, basically meeting the average aesthetic standards of an Azur Lane player.
This uninvited beauty had her long hair unbound. A bloody, flame-like aura seemed to float at the edge of her cloak. Her calves, peeking out from under her skirt, were wrapped in thin, snow-white stockings. She wore no shoes, walking completely barefoot.
Good grief, not even shoes. Is that in accordance with Arknights etiquette? The guys on the Arknights forums would have something to say about this!
Seeing Master Water Mirror step forward to shield the thin young man behind him, the black-haired beauty let out a disdainful sneer. "Sima Hui, you think you're worthy of stopping me?"
"I cannot stop you, Miss Yu," Sima Hui said with a faint smile. "However, given Zhang Jue's talent, he doesn't need my protection. His standing behind me was his way of choosing Water Mirror Manor, of showing his attitude towards this self-proclaimed senior sister of his, is it not?"
With a snap, Sima Hui magically produced a folding fan with the four flamboyant characters for "Heaven endowed me with talent" written on it and began to fan himself with a smile.
Gazing at the thin young man standing firmly behind Sima Hui, his eyes filled with inquiry and doubt, the black-haired beauty bit her lower lip. She glanced at the maid by her side. The maid understood and pulled a jade tablet from her robes, which perfectly matched the "peace" tablet Su Shu's mother had given him, forming a complete pair.
"Seeing this, do you understand now? I've come to take you back to Mount Wuling, little junior brother. You are fated to be with the Nanhua Daoist tradition."
"I told you, I don't know any Nanhua, and I don't know you. Are we close? Don't call me junior brother." Su Shu frowned. She looks as serene and elegant as a lady from a classical painting, so why is she so hot-tempered? Can't she be a little more polite? They say big breasts mean no brains, but you're small-chested and still seem to be lacking a brain.
"To apologize, you must show... no, to take a disciple, shouldn't you state your name first as a matter of common sense?"
The black-haired beauty hesitated for a moment before reluctantly spitting out a name. "Your senior sister's name is... Yu Ying."
Sima Hui clapped his hands. A ripple like a water mirror spread out, separating the eight disciples who were enjoying the show in the classroom. Not that it would do much good, given how clever these little rascals were.
"Junior Brother Zhang Jue is really in high demand. Much more so than a good-for-nothing like me." With the show over, the young Zhuge Liang lazily put his hands behind his head and slumped in his seat like a salted fish.
"Nanhua, I hear it's the tradition of the two perfected immortals, Yu Ji and Zuo Ci. That perfected immortal Yu Ji is even from the same hometown as me in Langya."
"Cough... cough cough— His lightning magic is strange. When he casts, I can't see any connection to the ley lines," the young Guo Jia said with a smile. "Our junior brother is actually using his own innate primordial Aether to cast lightning magic."
"So, his aptitude is very strong? How strong?" the young Zhou Yu asked with a smile, pointing at the young Pang Tong. "Is it even stronger than Pang Tong's?"
"As deep as an abyss, as vast as the sea. Unfathomable," the youth with the mottled skin murmured softly.
"He held back. When the talisman exploded, he even protected Zhuge Liang on the side," the young Chen Gong said, fiddling with a lightning-fire explosion talisman, a subtle curve on his lips. "The seven of us together might not be a match for him alone."
"Hoh..."
Gazing at the lectern now obscured by the water mirror's ripples, the seven young strategists present wore various expressions of interest. In the corner of the classroom, the young Sima Yi, as serene as a beautiful woman, lowered his gaze slightly, his hand resting on the strings of the guqin before him. "...Zhang Jue, the 'Jue' from 'enlightenment,' is it?"
With the uninvolved disciples separated, Sima Hui fanned himself gently and smiled at the black-haired beauty. "What's the point of pretending, Miss Yu? The Nanhua tradition wants to take Zhang Jue as a disciple, and you're even going to be his senior sister, yet you're unwilling to reveal your true name?"
"True name? So, the given name is fake, but the surname is real? Yu, Yu, or Yu? Master, which 'Yu' is she?"
"Have you ever heard the story of the Hegemon-King's journey, Jue?" Sima Hui snapped his fan shut and, in its place, materialized a cup of fine tea. He took a flavorful sip and began to tell a story on the spot. "Legend has it that in the first year of the Second Qin Emperor's reign, a Hegemon-King raised an army in Kuaiji, responding to the call of Chen Sheng and Wu Guang..."
"Please stop, Master. I've had more than enough of that story," Su Shu said, his expression strained. "Fast-forward to the part where the Hegemon-King is ambushed from ten sides, has no face to meet the elders of Jiangdong, and finally commits suicide at the Wu River."
"Suicide? Suicide my fucking ass!" The black-haired beauty's eyebrows shot up as she slammed her hand on the lectern, her scarlet eyes shimmering with killing intent. "Slander! It's all fucking slander! How could the fabrications of later generations be so shameless! My dearest friend, she merely handed over the empire to that brat Liu the Third!"
"I know you're anxious, but calm down first." Su Shu slowly turned his gaze, the corner of his mouth twitching. Having learned the truth, he had to admit this version of Type-Moon history was quite interesting. "I see. So, the 'Yu' is from Yu Ji, the Consort Yu. How is it that Miss Yu has lived to this day?"
"Our lady possesses the body of a Primeval True Ancestor. She is immortal and ageless, her lifespan equal to that of heaven and earth~" The black-haired maid in the Daoist robe bowed with a smile. "For this sudden intrusion, Xu Fu apologizes on behalf of my lady."
"True Ancestor?" Hearing this term, Su Shu frowned. He was very familiar with Aatrox's story. "You're a blood-sucker?"
"That's right. So what?" Yu Meiren let out a sneer. "You seem to know everything so clearly, little junior brother. What that old fossil from Nanhua said was actually true. Which being's reincarnation are you? Did you even manage to solve the mystery of the womb?"
"None of your damn business."
"You—!" Yu Meiren felt like she was about to explode. For some reason, facing this pre-destined junior brother, she felt an uncontrollable fire raging in her mind, making it impossible to maintain her ladylike composure. Is this... the impulse to drink blood? She suddenly realized she had a strong desire to drink the boy's blood.
...Huh? As a True Ancestor of the elementals, being able to draw energy from living things was just a racial trait. She could drink blood, yes, but she had never felt an impulse to do so! Why... only with him—
Gazing at her rich, scarlet eyes, Su Shu, who had heard all about the misdeeds of blood-suckers from Aatrox, felt even more disgusted. This kind of creature is an enemy of humanity... A blood-sucker, immortal, ageless... all that's missing is dyeing her hair blonde. Are you going to tell me you're afraid of the Joestars next? Are you Yu Ji Brando? No, based on this hot-tempered and useless personality, she's clearly Kal'tsit. Well, as long as she doesn't try to eat me like a small loaf of bread.
"You're Xu Fu?" Su Shu looked at the maid in the strange Daoist robe next to Yu Meiren. "The Xu Fu who was sent by the First Emperor to search for the elixir of immortality on Mount Penglai?"
"That is correct," Xu Fu said with a bow. "However, I am now merely a humble maid serving my lady. You need not pay me any mind."
"It's hard not to pay attention when I hear that name."
"Heh..." Xu Fu smiled gently, the sway of her bangs revealing a beauty mark beneath her eye.
"I think I understand how Yu Meiren has lived until now," Su Shu nodded. "However, if I heard correctly..." His gaze sharpened as he looked at Yu Meiren. "—Consort Yu, did you just say that the Hegemon-King, Xiang Yu, intentionally gave the world to Liu Bang?"
"That's right," Yu Meiren said, lifting her pale neck proudly.
"However, the history books record that the Hegemon-King Xiang Yu first lost the hearts of the people, then grew careless and underestimated his enemy, was ambushed by Liu Bang from ten sides at Gaixia, and finally sang that magnificent and tragic 'Song of Gaixia' before taking his own life at the Wu River." Su Shu took the fan Sima Hui handed him and fanned himself like a dashing storyteller.
"It's nothing more than later generations glorifying that brat Liu the Third," Yu Meiren said dismissively. "In terms of martial might, he could never have been a match for my dearest friend."
The strength to uproot mountains, the spirit to cover the world? Su Shu recalled the evaluation of Xiang Yu's military power. Indeed, if he possessed the might to hurl mountains and throw elephants, Xiang Yu could have crushed Liu Bang in a single encounter. There would have been no need for the later 'breaking the cauldrons and sinking the boats' resolve.
"So..."
"So, Xiang Yu did it on purpose," Yu Meiren defended her friend, word by word. "She believed Liu Bang had the talent to unify the world, so she exhausted herself paving the way for that brat to establish the Han Dynasty."
"Ha..." Su Shu couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Yu Meiren narrowed her eyes.
"I find that reason rather laughable. To have the world handed to you by someone else... doesn't that make Emperor Gaozu of Han look like a clown? ...I see. If that's true, no wonder they had to glorify the story." Su Shu snapped the fan shut, his voice sharp. "So, that Hegemon-King of Western Chu cooked people alive, killed prisoners, massacred cities, and set fires wantonly, slaughtering the populations of Xiang, Yang, An, Xian, and Qi? If you want to rebel against Qin, then rebel. If you want to contend for the throne, then contend. Killing nobles is a class struggle; if it were me, I'd say there's nothing wrong with it. Let's be objective. But the common people in the cities were fucking innocent, weren't they? In Sima Qian's Records of the Grand Historian: The Annals of Xiang Yu, besides the glorified ending, are you saying all the accounts of massacres are fabrications?!" Su Shu slammed the fan on the lectern, his voice ice-cold.
Yu Meiren looked at the slightly angered youth with a hint of pity. With a temperament like this, what's the point of cultivating immortality?
"That was due to the limitations of her command programming... whatever, why am I telling you this, little junior brother Zhang Jue? If commoners die, they die. What does it matter how many of these useless wastes die? The fact that I haven't gone after Liu Bang's descendants is already a sign of my magnanimity."
A true blood-sucker, indeed.
The young man slowly began to smile. He raised a hand and couldn't stop himself from pointing at the black-haired beauty and cursing. "Get out! I'm not your junior brother. A creature like you will never be my senior sister in this lifetime!"
"Yip yip yip!" The large white-and-gold fox also leaped up, baring its teeth at Yu Meiren.
Yu Meiren discreetly wiped a trickle of saliva from the corner of her mouth and shrugged nonchalantly. "Hehe... today, whether you want to come with me or not, you're coming. You don't have a choice in going to Mount Wuling..."
Su Shu was almost amused to the point of anger. "If I recall correctly, Yu Meiren, you're from Ji Province too, aren't you? You suddenly pop up now to take me as a disciple? Where were you when I was born?"
It was only with this little brat that Yu Meiren found she had the patience for so much conversation. "That old fossil from Nanhua did a divination. He said to wait until you were ten to come for you, otherwise, your disposition wouldn't be developed, and cultivating immortality could lead to disaster."
"Then what about the great floods and epidemics in Ji Province? For so many years, has your so-called Nanhua tradition, your celestials, ever shown even a hint of their power?!"
"First, I've always hated Liu Bang's country. The fact that I didn't help the floods along is already a sign of my good temper." Yu Meiren slowly raised a second finger. "Second, this Eastern Han has already rotted into a pile of maggot-infested sores. It uses some unknown pills to suck the life force from the common people to feed the Dragon Veins, forcibly extending its life and the nation's destiny, to the point where the land is filled with negative karma. Staying here for too long makes one stink. What's the point of saving such a rotten country? Let it crawl on like a maggot. In another twenty or thirty years, it will naturally rot and be devoured."
Sima Hui raised his fan to cover his face and sighed.
Su Shu frowned tightly. "What did you say? Pills? Feeding the Dragon Veins?"
"Hoh... it seems there are still things you don't know, little junior brother." A teasing look appeared on Yu Meiren's face. "C'mon, come back to Mount Wuling with your senior sister. Whatever you want to know, I'll tell you. How about it?"
Su Shu turned to leave.
Behind him, Yu Meiren suddenly raised her hand. A fair, smooth wrist suddenly and terrifyingly broke off. The hand that fell to the ground, as if a budding flesh bomb, began to expand and swell, bulging into a dark purple, heart-like pulsating tumor, which then violently shattered and exploded—
BOOM!
From the point where the hand had been, countless thick, red, and grotesque threads of blood spewed forth, spreading out like radiant sparks, shimmering with an eerie light. The countless crawling blood threads rapidly converged on Su Shu like a closing blood cocoon, intending to trap him and render him immobile.
"The corpse-liberation arts of a True Ancestor. What an unreasonable attack." This Yu Meiren could not die, so she casually used her own body parts as weapons. Any military general would have to temporarily retreat from such an absurd self-detonating attack.
Sima Hui sighed. This grand-dame is really going to tear a hole in my Water Mirror pocket dimension before she's satisfied. Master Water Mirror raised his hand and placed it on Su Shu's shoulder, preparing to teleport away with the boy.
However...
"Miss Yu, you are truly, very annoying..."
"Yip!" The large fox understood and leaped from his neck.
Crackle, crackle—
The boy's black hair suddenly flew up, spreading into the void. To Sima Hui's astonished gaze, a burst of crackling lightning erupted and instantly engulfed Su Shu's entire body. The electric field drove a powerful magnetic field, launching his body forward like a cannonball as he threw a punch straight at Yu Meiren's face.
"Fuck you! This old Daoist's specialty is close combat!"
In the Fistalects, Confucius once said, "If a gentleman is not heavy-handed, he will not be respected." This means that when a gentleman makes a move, he must strike hard, otherwise, he cannot establish his authority. When Confucius traveled among the states, why was he welcomed as a guest of honor by every ruler? Was it because of his reasoning? No, it was because of his tall and strong physique, his seventy-two mighty disciples, and his three thousand imposing followers!
Mighty in strength, don't underestimate a mage!
The martial arts and skills of two lifetimes, combined with Su Shu's specialty in modern electrical magic, propelled his weak, boyish frame with the force of a mighty divine general.
"It doesn't matter, little junior brother. Even if your attack can break my defense, you can't kill me." Yu Meiren sneered. The converging blood threads formed a new arm for her, which she raised to block the boy's weak-looking attack. Although the thunderous momentum was impressive, there were few attacks in this world that could break her defense, aside from those that were law-based. Unless one could use some kind of restraint to repeatedly suppress and kill her, which would only serve to immobilize her. As a feeler of the planet, a True Ancestor's life force on this planet was practically invin—
Click.
The moment the fist and palm made contact, there was no violent impact as expected. Su Shu instantly changed his fist into a palm, lightly patting Akuta Hinako's arm. Then, he nonchalantly "detached" the lower half of her right arm.
Yu Meiren: "?"
"This isn't a Daoist art, this is... what?"
"They say big breasts mean no brains. Your chest is smaller than a pair of steamed buns, yet you don't seem to have much of a brain either," Su Shu sneered. "Senior Sister, I was just messing with you." The fierce momentum was just a feint. Yu Meiren had expected a clash of fists and palms, but as soon as he was in range, Su Shu could directly start disassembling her body. This ability was impossible to defend against without prior intelligence.
Clearly, the Yu Meiren before him was a damp, shut-in otaku who didn't even know about his skill in 'repairing people'.
However...
(Author: Uncle is getting really angry now)
—Disassembling her body... costs a lot of 'Fantasy' power.
He felt the 'Fantasy' power he had accumulated over a month rapidly draining away like a stream. Normally, disassembling and repairing an ordinary person cost almost nothing. Is this the physical durability of a True Ancestor?
Click—
Su Shu certainly wouldn't miss such a good opportunity. While Yu Meiren was stunned, propelled by the accelerating electromagnetic field, his hands moved like a blur of flowers, rapidly pressing and rubbing all the joints on her upper body. It had nothing to do with taking advantage of her. Who would want to touch this hot-tempered Yu Meiren? Not to mention Su Shu didn't share Cao Cao's particular tastes. Looking at her less-than-bountiful chest, Su Shu felt that touching it would sully his own hands.
Once you've seen the ocean, it's hard to be impressed by a stream. The "bottles" he kneaded every day were at least the large size of the Witch's and the extra-large size of Tiamat's. Yu Meiren's small-to-medium cup, how should he put it... Yu Meiren was like the terminal cancer of bottle sizes. If you wanted Azur Lane players to like her, they'd find her not big enough. If you wanted Granblue Fantasy players to like her, they'd find her not small enough. She was awkwardly stuck in the middle.
Click—
In the span of a single stunned thought, the black-haired beauty's four limbs were all detached by Su Shu's masterful skill and thrown to the ground. There was no room for resistance. Or rather, she had been defeated by her own carelessness and underestimation of her opponent.
Turned into a human torso, Yu Meiren collapsed softly amidst her own arms and legs, a stunned expression on her face.
"Heh, a battle between Stand users is essentially a battle of information, Senior Sister. You're ten thousand years too early to fight me." Looking at the cheap senior sister who had served herself up on a platter, Su Shu deliberately emphasized the words "Senior Sister" to mock her.
However... Yu Meiren didn't seem to be angry. She just stared blankly at the young man's face.
"My lady in this state... is actually quite cute." With a flushed, excited expression, the maid Xu Fu smiled foolishly as she helped the limbless Yu Meiren up. Xu Fu picked up one of Yu Meiren's small hands and rubbed it against her own face for a while. With a blush as if drunk, she finally reluctantly tried to reattach it, only to find... she couldn't.
"Eh, eh eh! It won't go back on~ My lady!"
Can't do it? If you can't do it, then you'll just have to be punished.
"Ah! Since it can't be reattached, can Xu Fu keep this hand as a treasure?"
Sima Hui watched this scene with great interest. "Hoh... this isn't a Daoist art, what strange technique is this? I have heard that this is the 'Art of Repairing People' you used to treat the victims, Zhang Jue?" he exclaimed in amazement. "It is almost at the level of the Dao, like Nuwa creating mankind."
"It can only take people apart. The so-called 'repairing' is just removing excess rotten organs. It's good for beauty treatments and breast enhancement, but if you're thinking of extending lifespans, you're dreaming, Master." Besides, he had to touch someone to disassemble them. With this limitation, Su Shu knew this wasn't a divine skill he could use often in a real fight. At most, it was a trump card for a surprise victory. Military generals wear armor, ride horses, and use long spears and greatswords. The shameless ones even pilot Gundams. Why would a mage like me risk my life in close combat? In such situations, it was better to switch to a long-range class and just bombard them with a railgun.
"This technique, you can cure my dearest friend..." the limbless black-haired beauty murmured, a strange light shining in her scarlet eyes. "As expected, that old fossil from Nanhua was right. Little junior brother, you can definitely repair Xiang Yu's core!"
"What's that got to do with me?" Since she's a True Ancestor, she can probably regenerate even after being disassembled. Having finally immobilized her, Su Shu couldn't be bothered with anything else. "Would you be so kind, Miss Xu Fu, as to clear your Miss Yu out of here? You don't need me to hand you a broom, do you?" Su Shu's words made it sound like he was sweeping away trash.
Ah... being treated like trash. Would my lady be happy? Xu Fu clutched her chest, her face flushing as she panted. Holding her useless lady, she felt she might have found a hope of finally killing Yu Meiren.
Why are you blushing like that?! What kind of yandere are you?! With a blush on her face, Xu Fu looked at the young man with a strange, almost licking, covetous gaze. Young Master Zhang Jue might be able to kill my lady...
The corner of Su Shu's mouth twitched. He wiggled his fingertips, and the large white-and-gold fox obediently leaped up, becoming a warm scarf around his neck again, sticking its tongue out at Yu Meiren. "Yip~!" It sounded like: "Win!"
"Master, let's go," Su Shu said, handing Sima Hui's fan back.
Master Water Mirror picked up the silver draft Xu Fu had thrown on the ground and blew on it. Huh? Why is there so much? Sensing the enormous sum with his spiritual sense, Sima Hui chuckled in amazement. This was more than enough to rebuild the Water Mirror Manor again. This Zhang Jue kid is really my lucky star.
Wait... rebuild again means—?!
"Eternal Lament." Yu Meiren's cold chant rang out. This strange ability makes it so I can't control my limbs, right? In that case... I'll just blow up my whole body!
"Oh dear, my lady is going to explode again," Xu Fu said, covering her face as her figure dissipated.
"Fuck!" Sima Hui formed a hand seal and immediately fled with the entire classroom of disciples.
Yu Meiren's blood boiled and erupted violently. A terrifyingly powerful pressure of magical energy spread out madly, followed by...
BOOM—!
A magnificent and eerie crimson spider lily, as red as blood, slowly bloomed within the Water Mirror pocket dimension.
Damn it, it's a good thing my Water Mirror Manor is big enough, otherwise, it would have blown up someone else's house. Amidst the ruins of his manor, Sima Hui and his disciples coughed in the spreading smoke. This grand-dame is really someone you can't afford to provoke...
"What happened?" The young Zhuge Liang rubbed his sleepy eyes and slowly got up from the courtyard grounds. "Ah, did Chen Gong blow up the Water Mirror Manor again?!"
"My lightning-fire talismans are still being improved. They can't achieve such a large effect," the young Chen Gong said, blowing his fringe out of his eyes, deciding to go back and study how to increase the power of his explosions.
"Chen Gong? It was Yu Meiren!" Sima Hui's sunglasses were cracked, a helpless, bitter smile on his face. What can you do when you can't afford to offend someone? Just smile and bear it.
"Miss Yu, what on earth do you want? My humble little Water Mirror Academy can't handle you making such a mess. If you're so capable, why don't you go blow up the imperial palace in Luoyang? Zhang Jue has already rejected you. Everyone knows a forced melon is not sweet!"
From the spreading smoke, Yu Meiren, her body once again reformed, slowly walked out. Taking advantage of this rebirth, she seemed to have increased her bust size by several cups, nearly bursting her tight top. Ah... that's possible too?Now she's really big-breasted and brainless.
Followed by her maid in the Daoist robe, the barefoot black-haired beauty emerged from the dust, her slender jade feet unstained. Under everyone's gaze, she walked step by step to Su Shu and grabbed him by the collar. "C'mon, are you coming back to Mount Wuling with your senior sister or not?"
"For the last time... you are not my senior sister." Su Shu pushed her hand away, stroking his large fox, his disgust plain on his face.
"Little junior brother, you can't escape my grasp."
"And, I'm not your junior brother."
"Fine! Fine, fine!" Yu Meiren hissed, then inexplicably began to laugh. The black-haired beauty turned her gaze to Master Water Mirror.
Sima Hui: "?"
Yu Meiren slowly walked over and grabbed the master by the collar. "Take me as your disciple, Sima Hui."
Sima Hui: "...Huh?"
"Didn't Zhang Jue say I could never be his senior sister in this lifetime? In that case, I'll become one just to show him! From this day on, I am the great senior sister of the Water Mirror Academy!" Yu Meiren's gaze slowly swept over the young strategists in the courtyard who had been enjoying the show. "You all... have any objections?"
"Pfft, hahaha, Zhang Jue, you are just too interesting—" the young Zhuge Liang slapped his thigh and burst out laughing.
Everyone looked at him. Seeing the strange looks from his fellow disciples and his master, Zhuge Liang's laughter slowly died down. He scratched his head. "Ah, you guys don't think it's funny?"
"...Heh, interesting," the young Zhou Yu scoffed. "Yu Meiren, as we all guessed, you are indeed that Consort Yu. I have no objections."
"No objections, no objections," the other youths nodded like chicks pecking at grain. If we had an objection, you'd blow us up. Who would dare to object?
"My lady's manor... Xu Fu has already assessed it. The calculated repair costs should leave you with a small surplus," the maid in the Daoist robe said with a smile, bowing to Sima Hui. "Apologies for the disturbance."
Sima Hui coughed with a bitter smile, clapped his hands, and announced to everyone present. "Alright! Miss Yu will be everyone's great senior sister from now on! Call her Senior Sister!"
"Senior Sister—" A few sparse, unenthusiastic voices sounded out.
Yu Meiren scoffed, looking provocatively at Su Shu beside her, tilting her neck as if telling him to hurry up and say it.
Su Shu slowly began to smile. "Jue hasn't agreed to join the Water Mirror Manor yet."
Yu Meiren: "...Huh?"
"Just as you were about to announce my enrollment, didn't you interrupt, Miss Yu? Isn't that right, Master?"
"Ah, yes, yes, yes!" Sima Hui remembered there was such a thing, that Zhang Jue hadn't officially enrolled yet. However, seeing the murderous look in Yu Meiren's eyes, he immediately changed his tune. "Ah, no, no! It was I who interrupted myself!"
"It... it was me, no, it was... I was rude earlier, little junior brother!" Realizing the hope of repairing Xiang Yu, Yu Meiren couldn't care less about being hot-tempered anymore. She immediately softened from a fierce old lynx to a docile cat. The black-haired beauty clasped her hands together and smiled apologetically at the young man. "I apologize to you, little junior brother. Name your price. No matter how much silver, magical artifacts, Daoist arts, scriptures... I can provide any compensation."
(Author: Uncle is getting really angry now)
"I'm not your junior brother," Su Shu said with a smile. "I prefer you when you're rebellious and untamed, Miss Yu."
"...Guh."
"So desperate. You must want me to do something very important for you, right?" Besides his parents, Su Shu understood that there was no unconditional love in this world, nor was there unprovoked affection. People lived for two things besides survival: providing emotional value, and enjoying the emotional value provided by others.
"After I showed you my skill in repairing people, Miss Yu, your attitude immediately changed. It must be because you think I can actually do it."
"So," Su Shu said with a smile, "beg me."
As his words fell, Yu Meiren's expression froze. Behind her, Xu Fu began to pant with a flush on her face. This was the first time she had ever seen someone who could control her lady.
"I am an extremely vile person. Go to Julu Commandery and ask around. Anyone you grab will tell you that I can call for twelve top courtesans in a single day at the brothel."
Sima Hui: "...Huh?" Zhang Jue, you're that impressive?
A chorus of jeers rose from his fellow disciples. Most of them were from noble families and knew all about brothels and pleasure-seeking.
"Is that the attitude of someone asking for a favor, Miss Yu?" You want to disgust me? Then I'll disgust you right back and make you retreat.
"You've lived for so long, you must have accumulated countless divine arts and techniques, yet you're willing to wait ten years for me and lead me to cultivate at Nanhua. This means that besides me, you've tried many other methods—but only I hold the hope of helping you. If you have the guts, you can kidnap me, threaten me, but you can't. You might not even be able to beat me. So... you should beg me. Abandon your dignity, and pathetically plead with me, in the hope of gaining a sliver of my sympathy."
Su Shu looked up at Yu Meiren. Although he was the boy and she was the tall beauty, Yu Meiren felt as if she were being looked down upon, crushed by his gaze. "So, give me your answer, Miss Yu."
Su Shu expected Yu Meiren to storm off in a rage after such a humiliation. With her temperament, she would surely do so, right?
However...
"I'm begging you, little junior brother." In the misty haze tinged with the ripples of the water mirror, Yu Meiren's soft hands took the young man's. Her excessively clear scarlet eyes rippled with a blood-red light, yet they didn't seem fierce. Instead, they were filled with a pitiful and tragic sorrow.
One moment, she was so detestable, yet now, as Su Shu studied her face, he found a trace of gentle beauty in it. Ah, she is longing for someone.
"I'm begging you, repair Xiang Yu—"
"...Heh." Hearing the answer, Su Shu covered his head and let out a low sneer. Repair? I see... So that Hegemon-King of Western Chu who massacred cities, who was born with six demonic arms, was also a machine god body?
Oh, Yu, my Yu, what can I do for you?
No wonder Yu Meiren would come begging him, a 'Mind Essence' user. In this world, no one understood machine gods better than Su Shu. Four hundred years of waiting, and she waited for me...?
Su Shu sighed, thinking of his own witch. Did Morgan also seek a hope so desperately? She waited much, much longer than Yu Meiren.
He couldn't bear it. But then again, he was a villain guilty of every crime. I'll just try to modify that Xiang Yu, if I can repair her, into a redeemed and benevolent mecha-musume!
"Having been a young master of a noble family for so long, Jue happens to be in need of a few maids. During my studies, I would ask Senior Sister to be my maid. What's wrong with me calling you Senior Sister?"
To Yu Meiren's mortified, embarrassed, and utterly humiliated—to the point of blushing—expression, Su Shu pulled his hand away. "Mind your place as a maid. You call me Young Master, and I'll call you Senior Sister. We'll each stick to our own titles."
Su Shu looked up at Yu Meiren, finding her indignant expression rather amusing. "If I graduate from the Water Mirror Manor, I'll go with you to Nanhua and try to repair that Hegemon-King. I can't say for sure now, but I will do my best."
The Hegemon-King is repaired, only to find that his Yu Ji has been cuckolded, and he himself has been redeemed into a mecha-musume. Yes! That fits my villainous style perfectly.
"Is... is that true?"
"When have I, Zhang Jue, ever lied?"
Yu Meiren clutched her heart, lost in a fantasy of being reunited with her dearest friend. Xiang... Xiang Yu! I can hold your hand again!
Ahem, it seems no one asked for my opinion. Xu Fu tilted her head. Now that my lady has become Young Master Jue's maid, what does that make me? The maid of a maid? Does that mean I'm the one who pushes her butt?
A sense of extreme crisis appeared in the eyes of the white-and-gold fox scarf. She has three tails, which means she can take three forms at once. Perhaps... she needs to speed up her transformation progress a little?
Su Shu took Sima Hui's hand and performed a solemn bow of a disciple to his master. "I ask for the Master's guidance."
"Of course!" Sima Hui beamed. Damn, someone can actually handle this grand-dame. The younger generation is truly formidable, a student worth teaching!
"Junior Brother Jue's level is simply too high," the young Sima Yi whispered in the young Zhuge Liang's ear, chuckling. "Our Senior Sister is no match for him..."
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