Second Week, I’m Really Not A Villain

Chapter 31: Sister, why are you rewarding me?

The Daoist figure that was running in the morning is nowhere to be seen.

Did you give up just after a little effort?

Although Qin Qingyue had already decided not to care about Qin Luo anymore, she still felt a little disappointed in her heart at this moment.

"What am I disappointed about? Do I really expect a waste who can even give up on themselves to really pull themselves together?"

Qin Qingyue dismissed her thoughts and was about to fly back to the pavilion when she suddenly noticed something unusual in the corner of the courtyard.

She saw a Daoist figure lying in that corner, with a stone pressed against his feet, and his hands holding the back of his head as he struggled to do sit-ups.

Qin Qingyue's figure, about to leave, suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Her cultivation was profound and her vision was astonishing. She clearly saw that the person struggling to do sit-ups was her useless younger brother, just like in the morning, with his bare upper body, covered in sweat, and his hair soaked as if it had been soaked in water.

"Miss."

A gentle voice sounded beside her.

Qin Qingyue's face changed, and she felt a chill in her heart.

How keen was her perception? If she hadn't been absent-minded, no one could have approached her silently without her knowing.

"Second Young Master has been exercising intensively today."

Fuling said respectfully, unaware of the change in Qin Qingyue's expression.

"The old servant is afraid that he will strain his body, so I added a lot of tonic herbs to his lunch and dinner."

"Why are you telling me this?" Qin Qingyue said indifferently.

Fuling hesitated for a moment and continued, "In addition to the intensive exercise, the Second Young Master has been asking the old servant for cultivation techniques. The old servant thinks that the Second Young Master may have really turned over a new leaf."

Qin Qingyue's noble and cold face showed no emotion. "If you think he has turned over a new leaf, then give him any cultivation technique you want."

Fuling fell silent.

"I can't take it anymore... I'm exhausted!"

In the courtyard, even though Qin Luo had eaten the nourishing food provided by Fuling, his body couldn't withstand the repeated breakthroughs. After finishing the last sit-up, he immediately collapsed, panting like a dying dog with his mouth wide open.

Just as he finished panting, he struggled to get into position again.

"Damn it! Even if I can't take it, I have to take it! Ten thousand sit-ups every day, I'll show Qin Qingyue what I'm made of!"

"Whoosh~"

A cold northwest wind swept through the sky.

"..."

Fuling, who was already silent, became even more silent.

Both he and Qin Qingyue had reached the stage of transformation in their cultivation, and their vision and hearing far surpassed ordinary people. The words Qin Luo muttered below naturally couldn't escape their ears.

Qin Qingyue's lips curled up, and she turned around and flew back to the attic.

"Miss."

Fuling's voice faintly reached her ears.

"The old servant sincerely hopes that the Miss can give the Second Young Master another chance... After all, the Second Young Master is the Madam's only flesh and blood."

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...

The next day, the dawn had not yet broken.

Qin Qingyue stood on the rooftop of the attic, looking down coldly at her useless younger brother running shirtless in the courtyard.

Yesterday evening, when she thought Qin Luo had given up, she felt somewhat disappointed in her heart. But today, seeing Qin Luo get up early in the morning to run again, an unnamed anger rose in her heart, and she really wanted to ignore him and be free from annoyance.

But she couldn't help but see Qin Luo. Someone deliberately kept him near her residence. Every time Qin Qingyue flew in and out, her gaze inevitably swept over that courtyard.

"Perseverance is victory! Run ten thousand laps every day and defeat Qin Qingyue!" Qin Luo gasped for breath, encouraging himself as he ran.

Qin Qingyue's eyes twitched.

Is this foolish younger brother, who considers himself an imaginary enemy and wants to defeat me, really a prodigal son turned over a new leaf?

Clearly, he is beyond redemption!

Qin Qingyue took a deep breath and flew towards the military camp. However, Fuling had been waiting for her in the courtyard for a long time. When she approached, he respectfully spoke, "Miss..."

"If you dare to block me again, I won't be polite with you," Qin Qingyue coldly interrupted him and brushed past him.

Only after her figure disappeared into the horizon did Fuling sigh and mutter, "No one is perfect, who can be without faults? Can't we give Young Master Qin another chance..."

According to what Qin Qingyue said yesterday, if Qin Luo wanted to cultivate, Fuling had plenty of techniques to offer him, and Qin Wude would definitely allow him to guide Qin Luo.

But...

He hoped that Qin Luo could cultivate the same technique as Qin Qingyue.

He had already started late and it would be difficult to achieve success. If he casually chose a technique, wouldn't he be destined to be mediocre?

There would be no need to embark on such a path of mediocrity. It would be better to have a few Gold Core stage guards by his side at all times.

...

...

Days passed, and the sun rose and set, the stars shifted.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Luo had been confined to the small courtyard for half a month.

During this half month, he was completely isolated from the world. The only person he interacted with every day was Fuling, who brought him meals at regular intervals. As for Qin Wude and Qin Qingyue, he hadn't even caught a glimpse of them.

"Could Qin Wude really intend to imprison me until I submit?" Qin Luo muttered to himself as he did sit-ups one morning.

The days of confinement were too boring. There wasn't even anyone to talk to. If he didn't talk to himself, Qin Luo felt like he would go crazy.

So far, the results of his physical training had begun to show. The sweat of the past half month hadn't been in vain. Combined with the nutritious meals carefully prepared by Fuling, his originally thin and flat body had developed several muscles, and his abdomen faintly revealed an eight-pack, looking very fit from a distance.

With his current physical strength, if he encountered Liu Chengyin again, he felt that there would be no problem even if he carried her on his back and walked on mountain roads, let alone walking while hugging her.

"Time flies. In just two and a half months, Qin Wude and the major sects will go to war," Qin Luo said to himself.

"But I haven't started cultivating yet. I don't know if I'll be able to participate in the chaos of the troubled times by then..."

Thinking about cultivation, Qin Luo couldn't help but sigh.

In the original game, the starting point was when Qin Wude issued the decree and gave the sects three months to disband.

At that time, Qin Luo had wanted to rely on his master, Hua Ruoxian, but accidentally became Dao companions with Liu Chengyin. They set out together to stop the chaos three months later. After three months of leveling up, Qin Luo reached the maximum level and led various forces to attack Fengtian City.

In the game, it was possible to reach the maximum level in three months, but now it was reality. Could leveling up in reality be as exaggerated?

"Even Qin Qingyue needs to cultivate for several years to become an unparalleled expert. Now there are only two and a half months left. At that time, forget about defeating her, if I can just touch Qin Qingyue's thigh, I'll consider myself amazing..."

"Bang!"

A slender and straight beautiful leg suddenly descended from the sky, crashing and trampling on Qin Luo's chest, interrupting his thoughts.

"???"

Qin Luo's face was full of confusion as his gaze slowly followed the slender leg, finally landing on Qin Qingyue's stunning and charming face.

Big sister, why are you rewarding me?

(End of this chapter)