Young master (1436 words)

Laying in a luxurious bed with silk bedsheets and surrounded by very expensive furniture is a young man with long shiny black hair and attractive body.

With a loud gasp he shoots up from his laying position and sits up, his eyes wide open and full of confusion.

'Where am I? What am I doing here?' He immediately questions before he slowly lowers his gaze and looks down on his naked for only covered by a thin silk bedsheet.

'Why am I naked?!' It didn't take long before he got an answer.

Laying next to him in his bed is a beautiful woman with a delicate face and flawless white skin.

The young man's brain short circuited as a deep frown starts spreading on his forehead.

'I first need to calm down.' Rubbing the bridge of his nose the young man starts trying to recall what happened and how he could have possibly ended up in this situation.

While scouring through his mind he realized that there are plenty of memories that aren't exactly his.

By skipping through them he finally understood what's going on.

Sitting in his bed with crossed arms while a beautiful woman lay sleeping next to him completely naked, the young man starts talking to himself in his mind.

'So, from the look of it I reincarnated, no, transmigrated into the body of Mo Lan, the young master of the Mo family, an influential family in White cloud City whose main income of money comes from the auction houses under their jurisdiction.

This allowed them to make connections with people called cultivators and accumulate enough resource to allow their only son, me, and some of their trusted guards to also become a cultivator.

… nice!' With the situation clear now the man identified as Mo Lan stood up from the bed not caring if he woke up the sleeping beauty next to him, he after all was a young master now.

Standing completely naked in the room without a trace of shame, Mo Lan let his eyes trace over all the expensive furniture as he slowly starts to grin.

'Im inside a cultivation world and as young master to boot, so it is already pretty certain that there is at least one protagonist type person running around nearby who inventible will find a reason to start a vendetta against me.' Glancing at the sleeping beauty in his bed Mo Lan's eyes narrow in an instant.

'Maybe it has already begun.' Spinning around Mo Len walks over to a crimson cord attached to golden bell, he pulls on it and melodical ringing sound was heard.

A mere few seconds later he hears a careful knocking on his door before a female voice asks through the door.

"Young master you have called?" The voice was calm and collected.

'This should be Teng Li the main servant responsible for me.' Without future thoughts Mo Len gave Teng Li his orders.

"Prepare bath and clothes before arranging someone to deliver a complete list of all the Qi artifacts currently in the Mo family's possession." He spoke with a domineering tone, the same the original Mo Len used.

Tang Li was a bit startled at Mo Len's last request but answered anyway.

"It will be done young master." With that she leaves in order to fulfill her young master's orders.

The sound of the bell and the following word exchange finally awoke the sleeping woman in Mo Len's bed, and she slowly rises while rubbing the sleep form her eyes.

Noticing Mo Len's naked figure near the wardrobe rummaging through it in search for a robe which he could wear for his way to the bathroom she full sits up not bothering to use the silk sheet to cover her body.

"Good morning young master, have you slept well?" She asks in a seductive voice in order to gain Mo Len's attention.

Turning his head and sizing up the now awake beauty, Mo Len pulls out a white robe and putts it on.

'Her name should be Yan Li, she does not possess any remarkable background or connections, the only thing she excels at is her beauty. The original me was smitten by her looks and took her in without really asking which bordered on kidnapping with the only difference being that she soon realized what kind of opportunity this was for someone like her and no longer resisted.' Mo Len thought before smiling handsomely at Yan Li and turning to her.

"Of course I slept well with company such as you, but there is something I want to ask you." Flattering was something Mo Len could do without batting an eye, coming from an age of information where words could hold great weight or be worth less than smallest of sh*t, it was nothing to lie or say something embarrassing with a smile on his face.

Standing up from the bed and letting the bedsheet fall to the ground revealing her body in its entire glory Yan Li approaches Mo Len and hugs his arm before whispering in his ear.

"Whatever young master asks from this Yin Li, she will do her best to satisfy young master~." This would have sent a pleasant shiver down most men's spine, but Mo Len only smiled and turned to look at Yan Li.

"Good, then do you perhaps have a childhood friend or someone who you promised to marry once older?" He asked the question in a friendly tone without a trace of anger or any other emotions in fact.

A small smile appears on Yan Li's delicate face and she tightens her hug, pressing Mo Len's arm into her ample bosom.

"Does the young master worry that I have another man on my mind?" Her question was jokingly asked, and she stared directly into Mo Len's blue eyes, who in turn remained silent while still smiling friendly.

Not receiving a reaction Yan Li giggled a bit before answering.

"There is in fact someone, Ren Lin is his name, he and I knew each other since early childhood and he proposed to me and promised that we would marry once were older, but he is nothing more than another peasant boy, not even remotely comparable to someone like you young master." Her words were light not realizing that she doomed herself and most likely the whole Mo family.

'So, it's indeed her.' Mo Len's narrow and his friendly expression disappeared replaced by thoughtful one.

'The plot is already in progress I need to prepare for its future developments. Cultivating and getting strong enough to defeat the protagonist is definitely not an option, my talent is only average if even that, and even with all the support of the Mo family I wont compared to him and his plot armor.

Hmm, I need to use the one thing in which I overshadow him by miles, at least for now.

Money.'

Deep in thought Mo Len ignores Yan Li's worried expression and not to long after a servant girl enters the room bowing and not even flinching at Yan Li's naked form.

"Young master, the bath and clothes are prepared, the documents you wished for are already placed in your office." She reports in a steady voice.

Her voice snaps Mo Len out of his thoughts.

"Good, I'll be going then. Yan Li till later." With that Mo Len marches out of the room and takes a bath before getting clothed in gorgeous clothes.

Arriving in his office Mo Len didn't hesitate and let himself flop into his seat before taking the carefully prepared documents to hand and start reading.

'There aren't many, but each one is worth lots form the perspective of a small family like the Mo's who while being big and influential inside White cloud City aren't much outside of it.' His eyes carefully scan each and every word in the sheet of paper.

'A sword made from a qi conducting metal, it makes it easier for cultivators to infuse their Qi into the sword.

Then there is also an amulet which can block attacks of a late-stage Body Refinement cultivator.' Continuing to go through the treasures Mo Len's eyes fixate on one particular item.

'Storage ring with a room of two cubic meters. That's exactly what I need.' Ginning widely Mo Len does some simple estimations and the result pleases him greatly.

'Looks like all the Qi artifacts would neatly fit inside this one storage ring. What a coincidence.

Body Refinement

Qi Refinement

Foundation Establishment

Core Formation

Nascent soul

Ascending Immortal

Earth Immortal

Sky Immortal

Heaven Immortal