Transmigrated into a Heartthrob Novel and Went OOC

The surroundings fell silent, and the pattern on the umbrella in his hand remained still.

Fang Chaozhou paused for a moment, closed the umbrella, and put it back into the brocade box. "If you don't like the name I came up with, then I'll think of another one."

It's a pity that he's really bad at naming things. Even if he racked his brains every day, he still couldn't come up with a good name. He even borrowed the name of the cat he raised in modern times, but the umbrella still didn't give him face.

He understood that artifacts like this had their own little temperaments. Although he couldn't think of a good name, he thought that if he spent more time with the umbrella, cultivated a connection, it might respond to him.

So every day when Fang Chaozhou went to practice, he would open the umbrella and place it beside him. If he went out, he would carry the umbrella with him. However, Fang Chaozhou rarely went out unless it was necessary.

During these days, he hadn't encountered Xue Danrong, and the other party didn't actively come to him. This made Fang Chaozhou breathe a sigh of relief.

Time passed quickly, and it had been over a month. The disciples of Tian Shui Sect who signed up for the underground demon realm were about to set off.

But before their departure, a guest arrived at Tian Shui Sect.

Fang Chaozhou only learned on the day of departure that they would be traveling together with disciples from Fengyue Temple. According to his senior martial brother, the abbess of Fengyue Temple personally came to Tian Shui Sect and mentioned that their temple was filled with female disciples. The journey to the underground demon realm would not be peaceful, so she wanted to accompany the disciples of Tian Shui Sect.

In previous years, there were always some disciples from various sects who would be ambushed on the way to the underground demon realm. The attackers would kill and plunder, using brutal methods.

The gossip-loving Junior Brother Six said, "Our master originally didn't agree to it, but the elder from the Four-Finger Peak was captivated by the abbess of Fengyue Temple. That's why we're traveling together with them this time. But I heard that the disciples from the other four peaks are very happy about it."

Tian Shui Sect had more male disciples. Although there were female disciples in the sect, they were always protected and watched over by the five elders, treated like treasures. These male disciples didn't dare to glance at the female disciples too much, fearing that if the senior sisters and junior sisters got angry and reported them to the elders, they would be in big trouble.

Naturally, most of the male disciples from Tian Shui Sect were delighted to be able to travel with beautiful female cultivators, except for those from the One-Finger Peak.

They had seen the face of Junior Brother Xue Danrong too many times that it seemed like they were almost immune to other beauties.

The underground demon realm was located in the southwest, with a hot and humid climate and constant rainfall throughout the year. When they approached the southwest region on the airship, the weather turned gloomy, and it started to rain. The raindrops fell incessantly, and the humid climate made the clothes feel damp again after being dried, causing a sense of irritability.

Due to the sultry and humid weather, Fang Chaozhou couldn't sit still. That night, unable to resist, he walked out of his room and decided to go to the stern of the ship to catch some fresh air.

They were traveling together with Fengyue Temple this time, and their airship was trailing behind the ship from Fengyue Temple. Standing at the stern, Fang Chaozhou could faintly see the flickering candlelight of the ship behind in the darkness. The night in the southwest was wrapped in dense mist, making it difficult to see things clearly.

When Fang Chaozhou came out, he not only brought a stool but also brought his umbrella and fan. He found a well-ventilated spot and sat down, holding the umbrella in one hand and fanning himself with the fan in the other.

Speaking of which, Fang Chaozhou had been cultivating a connection with the umbrella for about two months now. But no matter what name he called it, the umbrella would ignore him, as if it were just an ordinary umbrella.

With this in mind, he couldn't help but look up at the umbrella above his head. "If you don't like the name I gave you, how about giving yourself a name?"

Fang Chaozhou didn't expect the umbrella to answer, but this time he heard someone responding to his words.

"What name should I give myself?"

It was a female voice.

Fang Chaozhou first looked at the umbrella in his hand in surprise, then realized that the voice didn't come from his umbrella but from the left front. He looked over and saw an unfamiliar girl standing in the corner of the stern, her fan swaying a bit slower.

"Song Lianyi?" Fang Chaozhou hesitantly asked.

The girl nodded directly in response. "Didn't expect you to recognize me so quickly this time, Fang Chaozhou. Where did you get that umbrella on your head?"

"My master gave it to me." Fang Chaozhou felt her gaze fixed on his umbrella and stood up. "This is Tian Shui Sect's airship. You're a single woman, so it's better for you to return to your own ship."

After he finished speaking, he turned around to go back to his room. But before he took a few steps, his path was blocked.

Song Lianyi had changed her face again, but she was still beautiful. She curled her lips and stared at Fang Chaozhou. "I come to catch up with you, and you're trying to drive me away like this? By the way, did your Master punish you when you went back last time?"

Bringing up Zhong Liyue Shui suddenly caught Fang Chaozhou off guard. "N-No...no punishment."

"No punishment? Why are you stuttering? I think you were punished, right?" Song Lianyi suddenly leaned in closer, her gaze somewhat strange. "It's widely rumored that the Sect Master of Tian Shui Sect is extremely ruthless in love. But I don't think so. Last time, the way he looked at you didn't seem like he was looking at a disciple. It was more like... Fang Chaozhou, be honest with me. When you went back, did he bully you as much as he pleased? Did he make you cry several times?"

When faced with this question, Fang Chaozhou's face inexplicably reddened. He took a step back and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? My master was just admonishing his disciple. You're making it sound like he's..." He didn't finish his sentence.

But Song Lianyi continued, "A pervert? He has always been a pervert. It's just because you're foolish that you can't see it. I can see it crystal clear. I've encountered plenty of seemingly upright but internally filthy individuals. Your master is obviously a hypocrite who uses his position as the sect master to fulfill his own inner desires while pretending it's a form of discipline for his disciples."

At this point, Song Lianyi carefully examined Fang Chaozhou from head to toe before fixing her gaze back on his face. "You seem to have changed in some ways, but your cultivation level remains the same. It appears that your master still cares about his reputation and hasn't devoured you directly." His tone then turned serious. "Tell me the truth, did he undress you? Did he touch you? He must have, right? He took my puppet, so he didn't use it on you, did he?"

These words were simply unbearable to hear. Fang Chaozhou had only come across such explicit language in some erotic books before, but he had never actually heard it spoken, especially not directed at him. Now that he was hearing these words for real, he couldn't help but blush.

"Song Lianyi, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll take action!" Fang Chaozhou threatened, pretending to put away the fan in his hand.

Song Lianyi narrowed her eyes. "First, tell me, did your seemingly upright master undress you?"

"No, he didn't," Fang Chaozhou replied.

"Did he touch you then?" Song Lianyi asked again.

Fang Chaozhou furrowed his brow. He didn't want to entertain Song Lianyi any longer, so he turned around and started walking in another direction. However, Song Lianyi quickly walked over and blocked his path.

"If you won't answer, it means he did touch you, right? So, where did he touch you?"

Fang Chaozhou was being relentlessly pursued by Song Lianyi, who continued to cling onto those few questions, making him truly angry. "Why should I tell you? Whether he touched me or not, and where he touched me, it's none of your business. Why are you asking so many questions? Besides, who I choose to allow to touch me is my own decision. What makes you think you have the right to ask?"

As soon as these words escaped his lips, Fang Chaozhou noticed the girl in front of him instantly darkened in complexion. Song Lianyi's expression at that moment even appeared somewhat terrifying.

However, at that moment, footsteps could be heard approaching from afar. Song Lianyi lowered her gaze and her horrifying expression disappeared as she swiftly brushed past Fang Chaozhou. But as she passed by, she whispered something into Fang Chaozhou's ear.

"Fang Chaozhou, see you in the Underground Demon Realm. Just remember, don't come crying to me."

Hardly had Song Lianyi departed when the owner of the footsteps appeared.

It was Xue Danrong.

Xue Danrong appeared to have not slept at all. Not only were his clothes neatly arranged, but even his hair was perfectly groomed. He also carried an umbrella, although it seemed to be just an ordinary oiled-paper umbrella.

Even in the deeper darkness of the night, his face under the umbrella remained stunning, revealing fair and flawless skin at the collar. He seemed refreshed and unaffected by the hot and humid climate of the southwestern region.

"Senior Brother?" he called out to Fang Chaozhou.

Fang Chaozhou responded with a brief acknowledgement. It had been a long time since he last saw Xue Danrong, and his presence made him uncomfortable. "I'm going back to my room."

He uttered those words and quickly ran off, paying no attention to Xue Danrong's current expression. He rushed into his room, locked the door behind him, and then leaned against it to listen for any sounds outside. Seeing no signs of disturbance, he finally relaxed and placed the umbrella on the floor to dry.

Although he had been startled during the night, Fang Chaozhou managed to sleep soundly. However, due to the encounters with both Song Lianyi and Xue Danrong in the middle of the night, the room had become stifling in the following days, causing Fang Chaozhou to refrain from wandering around the stern of the ship at night.

Nesting in the room felt safer.

Several days later, their group finally arrived at the Underground Demon Realm. When they arrived, the realm had not yet been opened, but other sects gradually arrived, including the Abyssal Soul Gate.

Fang Chaozhou caught sight of the Abyssal Soul Gate's flag from afar and blended into the crowd. The Underground Demon Realm had cultivation restrictions, only allowing cultivators at the Golden Core stage or below to enter. Cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage or above would have their cultivation suppressed to the Golden Core realm if they wanted to enter. Therefore, there were hardly any powerful experts who would come to this place to vie for opportunities with young cultivators.

In the original work, the Underground Demon Realm was bustling with activity, attracting many promising individuals. As for the more powerful figures, their cultivation levels were too high, making it impossible for them to participate.

Li Zhu should have come this time as well.

Fang Chaozhou didn't want to encounter that guy, so he squeezed himself into the crowd even more. In the process, he accidentally bumped into someone.

"Second Senior Brother, why are you pushing me?" Du Yunxi's voice rang out from nearby.

Fang Chaozhou turned his head and saw Du Yunxi. Without being polite, he grabbed Du Yunxi and placed him in front of himself. "I'm feeling a bit itchy. I might have been bitten by a bug earlier. I want to scratch it, so help me block the view of those around us."

Du Yunxi murmured in acknowledgment, then after a moment, he tilted his head slightly and said, "Second Senior Brother, did you take the beauty-enhancing pill I gave you last time?"

"Not yet," Fang Chaozhou replied, actually having no intention of taking it.

"You haven't taken it? I guess you haven't. My beauty-enhancing pill doesn't have any fragrance-inducing effects," Du Yunxi muttered. Fang Chaozhou didn't pay much attention to what he said and had no interest in asking further. He simply used Du Yunxi as a shield.

However, after mumbling to himself for a while, Du Yunxi suddenly turned his face towards Fang Chaozhou. His expression was tangled, and he stared at Fang Chaozhou with a complex look, as if he had something to say but hesitated. It caught Fang Chaozhou off guard.

"What's wrong with you? Did you get bitten by a bug too? It seems like there are a lot of bugs here."

Du Yunxi shook his head, gritted his teeth, and finally said, "I wasn't bitten by a bug. I wanted to ask the Second Senior Brother, what fragrance did you use this morning? You smell so good!" He leaned closer to Fang Chaozhou and took a deep breath. "It's indeed the scent from the Second Senior Brother. I didn't smell it wrong."

Fang Chaozhou was taken aback by Du Yunxi's words. He didn't expect someone to notice the fragrance he used. He instinctively stepped back, a hint of wariness in his eyes. "It's just a regular fragrance. There's nothing special about it."

Du Yunxi's eyes sparkled with curiosity and a touch of mischief. "Is that so? Second Senior Brother, you must have a secret. I won't ask anymore, but if you ever want to share it with me, I'll be here." With a mischievous smile, he turned around and mingled back into the crowd, leaving Fang Chaozhou in a state of confusion.

Fang Chaozhou couldn't help but wonder why Du Yunxi had shown such interest in his fragrance. He had never thought that something as simple as a fragrance could attract attention. Nonetheless, he decided to be more cautious about using it in the future, keeping his secrets to himself.