Transmigrated into a Heartthrob Novel and Went OOC

Startled, Brown Chicken exclaimed, "Oh right, I almost forgot about that stunning beauty. Are you going today?"

"Yes," Fang Chaozhou nodded. He had to go find Xue Danrong and resolve his condition as soon as possible. As for whether Xue Danrong liked Yao Yucheng or not, it had nothing to do with him. After all, he was just a long-lost lover from five years ago.

He used to think that Xue Danrong still harbored feelings for him, especially since Xue Danrong wore the clothes he gave him. However, now Xue Danrong was wearing his clothes but give away fruits to others.

How cliché this plot was, giving away fruits to Yao Chengyu and the entire sect just for him. With this in mind, Fang Chaozhou threw all the remaining fruits into the tree pit he had prepared earlier.

"Why did you throw these away?" Brown Chicken rushed over, eyeing the fruits in the pit, sighing and complaining, then looked back at Fang Chaozhou, "What's wrong with you?"

Fang Chaozhou pursed his lips, "Nothing, I just lost my appetite and don't want to eat anymore. You can't eat these fruits either. Once I finish my manuscript, I'll buy you something much tastier, a hundred times better than this."

"Great!" Brown Chicken immediately forgot about the fruits as soon as he heard about the tasty treat, "Deal!"

As with the previous two times, Fang Chaozhou transformed Brown Chicken into himself, sleeping under the covers while he secretly made his way to Yizhi Peak. It was his third time coming here, so he knew the way well and quickly reached the entrance of Zhichun Island. However, this time, he found that a barrier had been set up around the island.

But this barrier couldn't stop Fang Chaozhou. He took a bit of time to break through it and headed straight for Xue Danrong's residence. However, he found it empty when he arrived. Xue Danrong was nowhere to be seen.

For three consecutive times, he always found the place empty at first. What was Xue Danrong doing all day? Why wasn't he back yet?

As Fang Chaozhou was inwardly complaining, he suddenly sensed a fluctuation of spiritual energy. The suddenness caught him off guard, and he couldn't transform into something already present in the room as he did last time. Instead, he decided to remain in his current invisible state, standing in a corner.

Almost as soon as he stood in the corner, the door to the residence opened, and he heard footsteps.

Someone came in.

Fang Chaozhou carefully looked and found that the person he had been waiting for had arrived.

It was Xue Danrong.

As he realized it was Xue Danrong, Fang Chaozhou hesitated whether to reveal himself now or wait until he fell asleep. However, he noticed Xue Danrong taking several pieces of clothing from the wardrobe.

Hmm?

Was Xue Danrong going to take a bath?

Fang Chaozhou couldn't help but feel excited. Last time, he failed because of Xue Danrong's clothes. If Xue Danrong was going to bathe now, wouldn't it be easier for him to make a move?

Thinking this way, Fang Chaozhou didn't rush to reveal himself. He watched as Xue Danrong took the clothes and headed out, and he quietly followed behind.

He followed Xue Danrong all the way until they reached the edge of a frigid pool. This part of Zhichun Island was even colder than elsewhere, causing Fang Chaozhou to use more spiritual energy to maintain his body temperature. So, when he saw Xue Danrong entering the water, he was momentarily stunned.

Xue Danrong seemed unaware of being followed. He placed the clean clothes he had brought on a smooth rock by the frigid pool and then began to untie his snow-white wide-sleeved outer robe, taking off his boots and socks before stepping into the water.

A layer of mist surrounded the frigid pool, and as soon as Xue Danrong entered, the mist enveloped him. Fang Chaozhou's eyes widened as he witnessed this scene.

What... Was this a bath or a suicide attempt?

Incredulously, Fang Chaozhou observed Xue Danrong sitting cross-legged in the water. Since Xue Danrong had not removed his inner clothes, Fang Chaozhou realized that even if he revealed himself and tried to restrain Xue Danrong, it would be futile. Therefore, he decided to sit discreetly on the stone by the clothes that Xue Danrong had placed.

He planned to wait until Xue Danrong removed his clothes.

Xue Danrong had brought a whole set of clothes, obviously intending to change into them.

He waited for what seemed like half an hour under the moonlight, and Xue Danrong, with closed eyes, had his vermilion mole on his forehead concealed by the mist, making it blurry. His figure was indistinct as well.

Fang Chaozhou felt both cold and exhausted, but he feared missing the opportunity, so he stubbornly stayed put, unwilling to leave.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, he finally saw some movement from Xue Danrong. However, just as Xue Danrong began to move, the surrounding mist suddenly grew denser, obscuring everything from Fang Chaozhou's sight.

He couldn't see anything clearly and stood up from the stone, taking a few steps towards the frigid pool.

Suddenly, he felt something being thrown at him, thinking that Xue Danrong had discovered him and was throwing a hidden weapon, so he quickly dodged.

After dodging, he realized it was a piece of clothing.

Fang Chaozhou's eyes lit up—it was the Golden Cicada Robe that Xue Danrong was wearing. If Xue Danrong took off the Golden Cicada Robe, he could make his move.

Wait a minute.

Fang Chaozhou looked at the frigid water and pursed his lips; it was too cold here. He decided to wait until Xue Danrong finished bathing and returned to his residence.

If he acted now, he would definitely get soaked in the water.

The frigid water in the pool was unbearable for him. Realizing this, Fang Chaozhou silently sat back down, feeling that Xue Danrong had been bathing for quite a while. Even if he continued bathing, it wouldn't take much longer. However, while he was patiently waiting, he heard a strange sound.

It sounded like Xue Danrong.

He let out a low moan, but it wasn't the kind of moan caused by pain; it sounded more like a moan of desire.

Fang Chaozhou was stunned, and he began to doubt his own ears. Yet, when he heard the sound again, he confirmed that he hadn't misheard—Xue Danrong was pleasuring himself.

Fang Chaozhou: "..."

He knew that young people had strong passions, but this place, with its freezing water and ice floating on the surface, how could Xue Danrong manage to do that?

Was he really water-rooted? It should be fire-rooted, right? And not just an ordinary fire-rooted person, but someone with an overwhelming internal fire.

Fang Chaozhou felt restless. Knowing what Xue Danrong was doing, he felt like leaving. But he had made a promise to the brown chicken that if he saw Xue Danrong in person, he would definitely sleep with him.

If he didn't fulfill his promise, it would be embarrassing, but more importantly, where would he find another opportunity like this?

Before coming, he had checked his sea of consciousness. The black flower in the baby's forehead had already bloomed more than halfway. If he didn't take action, he would be completely devoured, and the great demon would come out of his sea of consciousness, sucking away his cultivation and leaving his body.

So he couldn't leave. In any case, today he had to sleep with Xue Danrong.

Thus, Fang Chaozhou sat stiffly in place.

Xue Danrong only let out two muffled groans and then remained quiet, but the sound of the water continued. Listening to the water sounds, Fang Chaozhou's earlobes unknowingly burned, and his body became more and more tense. Just as he was trying his best to endure, he suddenly heard Xue Danrong call out.

He didn't catch what Xue Danrong said; all he knew was that Xue Danrong shouted two words.

Fang Chaozhou had three words in his name, and Yao Chengyu also had three words. So if Xue Danrong shouted two words, whom was he calling?

Fang Chaozhou's expression changed instantly.

Could it be that besides being interested in Yao Chengyu, Xue Danrong had also set his sights on someone else?

Only five years had passed, but Xue Danrong was calling out someone else's name while pleasuring himself, and this infuriated Fang Chaozhou. He regretted saving Xue Danrong in the first place. He felt betrayed; after all, Xue Danrong wore the clothes he had given him and acted intimately with someone else. This was too much! He couldn't bear it!

Feeling thoroughly resentful, Fang Chaozhou's emotions began to escalate, causing his spiritual energy to surge. The water sounds abruptly stopped, and Fang Chaozhou sensed that something was amiss. He was about to take the initiative when Xue Danrong made the first move.

Two water ropes emerged from the ground and instantly wrapped around his ankles. Fang Chaozhou used his palm to break the water ropes and dodged, moving to a different spot. At the same time, he cast a barrier spell. Since Xue Danrong had discovered him, he wouldn't leave tonight.

However, just as he set up the barrier, a sword came flying towards him. It came with great force, and Fang Chaozhou quickly avoided it. In a short moment, he engaged in several rounds of battle with the sword.

The sword was remotely controlled and persistently attacked Fang Chaozhou. As he confronted the sword, he realized that Xue Danrong's cultivation was not as weak as he had imagined. He had easily subdued Xue Danrong the last time and thought he was just a show-off.

As the battle continued, Fang Chaozhou became both frightened and excited. His attention was almost entirely on the sword, so when something suddenly hit him on the head, he was bewildered.

He glanced down and saw the object that had hit him—an umbrella-like item. He immediately threw it towards the frigid pool, exclaiming, "I don't need this!"

But as soon as he tossed the umbrella away, it flew back towards him. Thinking that Xue Danrong would use the umbrella to hit him, he quickly used a spell to control it. However, at that moment, Xue Danrong's sword came at him again.

Another "ding" sound rang out.

Fang Chaozhou was astonished as he witnessed the umbrella, which he should have controlled, suddenly open up and block the incoming sword in front of him. It successfully deflected the attack.

Xue Danrong had been paying attention to the movements on the shore. When he heard the "ding" sound, his expression suddenly changed. He even took a step towards the shore but stopped in his tracks, his right hand forming a gesture.

Not long after, Xue Danrong heard Fang Chaozhu’s voice, tinged with pride.

"Xue Danrong, you miscalculated, lending me such a good weapon, and now that I have defeated your sword, what will you do?" Fang Chaozhou said with a hint of triumph.

Xue Danrong remained silent for a moment before speaking softly, "What do you want to do?"

Fang Chaozhou walked to the shore, and as the mist dispersed, he could vaguely see the figure of Xue Danrong in the water.

"I told you, I want to dual cultivate with you. It's been a while since I've had any action, and sparring with you just now was quite enjoyable. But now it's getting late. If you don't cooperate, I'll have to let the poison take its toll on you."

It had slipped Fang Chaozhou's mind, but he just remembered that he had poison as a means to control Xue Danrong.

When no one responded, Fang Chaozhou furrowed his brows and continued, "What's wrong? Do you want to die?"

"Do you really want to cultivate with me?" Xue Danrong's voice finally came again.

"Of course, why else would I have come to find you so many times? But don't worry, I'm not the type to bully someone too harshly. You just need to cultivate with me once. After that, you can consider me dead, and I won't tell anyone about this matter."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Chaozhou felt the temperature drop abruptly. He shivered from the cold and glanced at the frigid pool. He then secretly took out a fairy-binding rope from his storage ring.

The fairy-binding rope was a valuable item he had purchased along with a water-element treasure. It was just as expensive as a precious water-element treasure.

As soon as he took out the fairy-binding rope, he activated it and sent it flying towards Xue Danrong in the water. Xue Danrong seemed to want to resist, but the fairy-binding rope was faster and immediately bound his hands. In no time, it also secured his feet, causing Xue Danrong to fall into the cold pool.

Fang Chaozhou was overjoyed to have captured him but was surprised when he couldn't pull him out of the pool. Despite Xue Danrong being restrained, Fang Chaozhou couldn't get him out. With Xue Danrong within reach, Fang Chaozhou stared at the floating ice in the frigid pool and gritted his teeth, deciding to step into the water.

The moment he entered the water, the cold climbed up his feet like ice, quickly numbing his body. While using spiritual energy to maintain his body temperature, he ventured deeper into the cold pool. Inside the pool, the mist wasn't as dense as it seemed from the shore, and he could see Xue Danrong sitting in the water, bound.

What surprised Fang Chaozhou was that Xue Danrong was still wearing clothes. However, he was only draped in an outer robe, hastily thrown on during their earlier fight.

Sitting in the water, his crow feather-like long hair was soaked and stuck to his front and back. Water droplets glistened on his fair and delicate face, and the vermilion birthmark on his forehead looked even more alluring than his lips. Long lashes brushed the dew, and his jet-black pupils gazed directly at Fang Chaozhou.

Despite being bound hand and foot, he didn't look disheveled at all; instead, he appeared graceful.

However, at this moment, Fang Chaozhou had no mood to admire the other's beauty; he was freezing. He shivered as he quickly walked over to the person's side, assessing the current situation of being bound. He decided to lift Xue Danrong out of the water.

Bending down, reaching out, trying to lift... Huh? He couldn't lift him?

Fang Chaozhou couldn't believe his eyes. Xue Danrong didn't seem fat at all, so how could he not lift him? He could easily handle the heavy iron gate at the inn and even walk several streets with it. Why couldn't he lift Xue Danrong?

He was sure that he didn't do it right just now; let's try again!

Fang Chaozhou took a deep breath secretly and bent down again, reaching out.

His strength seemed to vanish as he failed once more.

After two unsuccessful attempts, Fang Chaozhou gave up trying to lift him. Instead, he grabbed Xue Danrong's arm, attempting to pull him up, but no matter how hard he pulled, he couldn't move him. As a result, his clothes got soaked.

The wet clothes clung to his body, and the chilling wind made him feel like he could die any moment.

He didn't want to do this so-called "Dual Cultivation" anymore!

With a frustrated glare at the person who only stared at him, Fang Chaozhou turned away in anger. However, as he turned, he stopped abruptly. After a moment of hesitation, he turned back again, pursing his lips, looking at the person still staring at him. He squatted down and his tone, which was initially triumphant, turned into a plea, "Please, just this once, dual cultivate with me."