Chase, a normal college geek, is killed and sent to a new universe. What will he do against mole rats, raiders, and mutants? Find out here on the next episode of Fallout: Transmigration.

There was a phoenix ( heiress )
Leading her way
To her cultivation
And the world was astray
Hoping for a new ride

That could reincarnate its life
It was looking for its protector
The essence of  Love Flower
That could only handle the evildoers
Upcoming matters of turmoil residers

There was a demon
Looking for a phoenix (heiress)
To snatch that soul
And to quench its own role
It was hiding its role

The demon was lurking  around
Deep down , the earthlings surround
It was scheming  mysteriously
To pluck the flower hastily
And to root the soul wildly..

The Flower of phoenix (protector)
Came in wonder
It was looking for its ruler
It was waiting for new heiress
To break the spell of Cursed Lovers

It was working secretly
To gather its power deeply
Yearning to the  rise of phoenix
And befalling of  the demons
Making the world under control

(Love Poem of Phoenix and its Flower)

A lady in red attire was singing this poem. His highness Arnab was a little mesmerized by the poem. She was pure white . She was a demure and alluring girl.  His highness Arnab saw just her backside. She was singing the poem while moving forward.  His highness Arnab followed her instinctively.
Then he saw a light...the white light from his body. It was emerging from his body and was going towards the girl. The girl when saw the light ,came backward but her face was covered.
"Who are you ?"  His highness Arnab asked while he was in shock.
"Me.  ...I am the master...the master who had been waiting for your arrival.." Then the lady laughed hysterically. His highness Arnab saw a red light...The red light was flowing above her red . It then mixed with white light of his highness Arnab.
His highness Arnab did not think that he would meet her in his dreams..There were a lot of questions he wanted to ask. He wanted to see her face .But looking from her side...she looked in her 20s. Why was she covering her face ?
His highness Arnab saw the lady coming towards her. He got alert and then he pulled out the knife quietly. He was waiting for the lady to act but…The lady stopped and frowned.
"Do you think that I will let you off easily huh?" The lady said and then she lifted her hands.She criss-crossed her arms and made X mark with her arms. She then casted spell...
His highness Arnab looked at her closely..She was a young girl and had a mole behind her lips..But the spells she was casting were forbidden...
She then pounced on his highness Arnab and stabbed his back. His highness Arnab screamed..Protect me ..protect me.. The lady smiled and then left. His highness Arnab  was senseless.
Dura was bewildered because his highness Arnab's conditions had worsened. He instinctively held Dura's hands.
" I don't know which type of nightmare is haunting him ?" She thought. The benefactor and the master who had always cared about her ...But now he was now senseless...She thought that her revenge could be forgotten if he was awakened..
Dura gave a magical pill to his highness Arnab. Dura was about to cry but then she lifted her hands ,criss-crossed her fingers and moved it towards his highness Arnab.
She forgot that his highness Arnab was also a magician...the student of famous Magician Phemeral...but he had hidden this fact because his master did not allow him to disclose this secret….His highness Arnab only did pose himself as the weakest magician.
His highness Arnab had recovered a little consciousness , so he was bewildered by Dura's technique."X " mark magician technique was forbidden..
It was a myth...The protectors of Phoenix carried a black X mark and the phoenix a red X mark...But back then magicians tried to steal the power of phoenix by imitating "X" mark magic...that was the most heinous and powerful magic at that time..This magic required painstaking efforts...But how did Dura learnt it ? His highness Arnab had to find out this secret.
The taboo magic. He could only think of it. And then he fainted. Dura gave timely magical power to his highness Arnab. Luckily, it was dusk, she could take his highness back in the castle after transferring magical powers. But little did she know that his highness Arnab had seen the taboo magic.
She was ready to find an excuse if his highness Bini found out. She was a little satisfied that at least she had spent time with the one she admired the most.
.....
Her highness Insha was patting Blacky when his highness Shams came.
" I bet your mood has not gotten better..I would ask his highness Ali to hang out together. " His highness Shams said while he was looking constantly at her highness Insha.
"No need for that..I had an urgent thing. You can mind your business. " Her highness Insha said while she was looking at the side of the window..She was waiting for a clue to move from here.
"What are you thinking ?"  His highness Shams held her hands but he was a little shocked...Her highness Insha was strangely cold..He thought that he had held the ice in his hand..
"Are you all right ?"  His highness Shams asked while he was dragging her to her bed.
"Just a little cold ...I was feeling..So I decided to spend my day here. Her highness Insha said while in her heart she was thanking Jini (her personal maid )  whom she caught red handed taking fake cold  pills .
His highness Shams put the covers on her and then left the room.
Her highness Insha thought about yesterday...She saw her highness Natalia ordering Aro to fix a strange thing in her tea..
But who did know that while she was following blacky , she heard their conversation.
Her next goal was to acquire Melemathy. Melemathy was a technique that could read minds..But only the highest royals that do righteous deeds were awarded Melemathy by the heaven..Even his highness Badar got it at the age 27...How come she could get it at the age of early 20s ?
Besides there were a lot of questions she wanted to ask..That envoy of Shuman...He had got something with the magician Phemeral. The way he casted spells ... The spells he casted I heard but why did he look strange ? Was there something I did not know ?
Her highness Insha was thinking about finding clues.
So her next plot was to locate the envoy and find that famous magician Phemeral...But she needed a long term plan to discover and unveil that...But who knew what the fate was waiting for both of them?

It all started five years ago. Zack was a popular guy who was familiar with the kids and the school  football team loved him. Suddenly a arm wrapped around him and he startled, it was his best friend Jason. Zack said,dude don't surprise me like this and stop clinging to me. Jason replied oh c'mon do u know how many times i called u yesterday? Zack lost his phone so held Couldn't get in touch with anyone so he asked why jason called. The reason was Jason broke up with his girlfriend and was heart broken so needed some consolation from his best dude.Zack answered mocking jason OH Yeah right like u were ever serious with any of ur girlfriend's so don't give me that BS. As soon as the bell rang everyone rushed to their classes. At clagk received a note in secrecy, it was a love poem written for him and there was a faint smell of jasmine on the note. At the end of the confession, the person requested to meet them at the given address. Zack Couldn't concentrate in class at all. His secret admirer gave Hin  the whole zoo instead of some butterflies at his stomach.It was his first time seeing such sincere confession it left him speechless, lost in a warm feeling at his chest yet anxious thinking about who could that be. Zack rushed to the place to see that person and was rather shocked. He Couldn't believe the one who confessed was a man.He had light brown hair with warm eyes and a mole at his chin totally gorgeous.Zack was full of disappointment anyway, never in his weirdest dream had he thought the confession that flattered him for the very first time would be coming from a man cause just mans weren't his thing. The guy gently introduced himself with his deep affectionate voice his Name was Adam.
Zack thought of Adam just like the first human on the earth,the very first person to flatter his cold heart. Then Adam asked for the permission to get To know him but,little did Zack know that his life is gonna be facing some huge changes by a mysterious guy whose words just like magic.

Night fell upon the manor.
Xiang Yi left the villa and found the lighting in the villa too dim, lit only by a few street lamps and the crew's equipment.
She headed into the toolshed and dug out the lanterns her and her brothers had made before.
Rong Huai and the others gathered as well.
"Wow, candle lit lanterns still exist?"
"Big Sister, are we hanging these? Should we bring the ladder?"
Xiang Yi: "It's alright, just hand it to me."
"Heh? Can you reach it though..."
Before he finished his sentence, the girl began proficiently embarking up the tree in a motion that was as smooth and fast as an action movie.
The teens: ???
The viewers in the stream: ???
　　——[Heh? Yiyi, your goddess reputation is lost, you know that!]
　　——[F*ck! I thought Simao bro and Sanmao bro were fast at climbing, but I didn't think Yi mei would be the fastest!]
　　——[I just remembered the PhD gege was injured because he went rock climbing with his little sister...]
　——[Men will go silent, and women will cry at the sight... The Xiang family actually has such a unique passed down skill… If you don't repost this, you aren't Chinese!]
All the boys stood with their mouths agape, wide enough that eggs could fit inside.
Calmly, Xiang Yi said: "Pass me the lantern."
Rong Huai, the tallest out of all of them, handed her a lantern, still in a daze.
She hung it, lit it, and then...
Xiang Yi climbed toward another tree...
After hanging them up, the courtyard lit up significantly and felt even slightly warmer.
The warm light of the lanterns dissipated faintly as some moths gathered around it, bumping into each other without hesitation.
Xiang Li was in a rare mood of indulgence tonight. He leaned back in his recliner lazily as he had drunk too much. The top two buttons of his shirt were open, revealing pale white skin and thin collarbones. The red mole at the edge of his eye seemed extra appealing.
Xiang Yi had drunk a decent amount as well to accompany him and felt dizzy. However, her consciousness was inexplicably clear.
Yin Jiangxue picked up a ukulele. It had been a long time since she touched an instrument, which felt foreign to her hands. Slowly, she stumbled and paused as she tried to play a children's song.
"I must practice hard, so I can play for our baby!" Her voice was full of anticipation.
Supportive of her, Sheng Guang clapped in accompaniment for her at the side. His eyes were full of happiness. She had been the only one for him from beginning to end.
Lights flickered in the gentle wind.
It was a beautiful night.
And with it, people felt their heart soften.
Yin Jiangxue finished her tune and was about to put the ukulele away when Xiang Yi received it.
She strummed it a few times and adjusted the strings.
Rong Huai and the others felt their eyes light up.
The hoard of rascals ditched their meat and compliantly surrounded the summer pavilion.
Li Jianyu didn't know whether to smile or cry. "Hey, hey, you're blocking Yi mei from the camera!"
The boys laughed as they jested among themselves, hurriedly moving out of the way.
In the stream.
　　——[Ahhhh Yi mei is going to sing?]
　　——[QQ these kids are completely different from earlier today, they're smiling!]
　　——[They must really love Yi mei. Afraid to block the camera, but standing on their tiptoes trying to look closer. I want to cry again Q_Q]
A simple and pleasant prelude rang out. The ukulele had a clear sound that might not have been impactful at first, but it became more harmonious as it blended into the warm night.
The red sun rises, and brightens the way,
The river flows, into the ocean and down
Lazily, the girl began to sing. Her voice instantly caught everyone's ear.
Lowering her brows, she was a tiny being, half-absorbed by the shadows in the corner. Yet, her dazzling existence among the crowd could be noticed in an instant.
Juvenile madness,
Standing like mountains and rivers
Daring to contest the sun and moon
Xiang Yi raised her gaze and looked at the teeangers standing outside the summer pavilion. Softly, she smiled. Then humming as if she were coaxing a child, she began to sing with shocking power:
My heart is like a scorching sun
Unable to stop me going forward
This dynasty belongs to us youth*
The last chord rang out.
All around her was silence, so quiet that rustling wind and falling petals could be heard.
*Translator's Note: The song she sings here is called 'Shao Nian Zhong Guo Shuo', based on the late Qing Dynasty poem "On The Young China" by Liang Qichao. I couldn't find a decent translation of the song lyrics, so above is my interpretation. (It's a very eloquent poem as well if you can find a translated version!)


Xiang Yi was most famous vase in the entertainment industry. The subject of ridicule on the world wide web, she suddenly announced: She was going home to farm. Her anti-fans: Hehe. She deserves it. The next day, Xing Chen APP started a live broadcast stream of Xiang Yi's rural life. Heh? Why did a top ranking lawyer stop by for dinner? Heh? Why did a doctor come to raise chickens? Heh? Why is a famous fashion designer here to dye cloths? And why is an esports legend installing a swing set? What, you're her brother? You're also her brother?? As the much anticipated grand slam actor Shi Sui made his grand descent into the scene, the anti-fans began to tremble as they weakly typed out on the screen: You... Are you also her brother? The film star calmly squeezed Xiang Yi's cheeks and says indifferently: I am her husband. The anti-fans: Unabletolaugh.jpg 


The lovers walked into the town with their horses following behind them. Zhao Renshu asked everyone he met where is central hall.

Guo Baiyu, "Do you really need to make it a mission?"

Zhao Renshu, "Yes."

Ping'an, "I don't even like white."

Zhao Renshu teased, "Are you sure?" He wrapped his left arm around her waist. "Last I check, you love white." He kissed her on the cheek.

Ping'an, "When did I say that?"

Zhao Renshu pointed at Guo Baiyu, "Don't tell me you don't love this white jade?"

Ping'an, "I meant the color white."

Zhao Renshu, "Look at his flawless white skin." Then a man walked past him. He grabbed the man's arm. "Can you tell me where is the clothing store in the central hall by the water-fountain?"

The man was confused, then looked from left to right, "You are in the middle of the central hall." He pointed to a water-fountain as high as a house. "There are clothing stores everywhere. Just choose one. Don't waste my time." He pulled his arm away from Zhao Renshu.

Zhao Renshu opened his mouth and murmured, "She could have told me the name of the store."

Man, "No shop is open until late evening."

Guo Baiyu laughed at the disappointed Zhao Renshu.

Ping'an, "Why is that, sir?"

Man, "Today, is a special day. The young master and young mistress decide to do a public marriage."

Zhao Renshu stroked his chin with the thumb of his left hand, "Interesting."

Ping'an, "Let's go see. I have never seen anything like this before."

Zhao Renshu, "Don't tell me you want another husband?"

Ping'an, "Nonsense. Keeping a log about this matter would be a good thing." She turned around and squeezed his left cheek gently. "Don't say we didn't invite you."

Zhao Renshu, "I want to wait for the shops to open, and beside, I don't need another wife."

Guo Baiyu held Ping'an's right hand, "You wait here then, we are going."

The lovers followed the man away.

Zhao Renshu called out, "Hey, you two really going to leave me here!" He dragged his horse and ran after them.


The lovers tied their horses outside the arena and walked in. The arena is full of people of all ages. On the left side of the stage are four rows of chairs. There are ten chairs in each row, all seated by people. An older man walked onto the stage and stood in the middle of the stage.

The lover walked to the front row, and then Zhao Renshu suddenly ran into a familiar face.

Zhao Renshu, "Sorry." Zhao Renshu looked, and it is the Huang sisters. Zhao Renshu bumped right into Huang Hongse's right shoulder. He chuckled and said, "Huh....What a small world?"

Huang Hongse looked at him with the murderer's eyes, "Don't stand too close to me, you might dirty my air." She rolled her eyes with arrogance.

Zhao Renshu, "You..." He pointed his right pointing finger out and nodded.

Old man, "Citizens of Waterfall City, today is a special day. Our Young master and young lady." He pointed to the front row seat. "It has been decided that they will have a public marriage. Any single ladies and gentlemen, no younger than sixteen or older than thirty-five years of age are welcome to participate in this competition."

All the citizens of Waterfall City cheered.

Two male servants walked on the stage. One servant held the big scroll, the other slowly rolled away and opened the scroll.

The paper wrote:
"Meet or part, live or die
Took an oath, swore our lives."

Old man, "As long as you correctly answer, any virginity status, our young master will marry you. Gentlemen who can defeat our young master in battle will marry our young lady."

A young man about twenty years old jumped onto the stage, "I will compete with the young Master Lim." He drew his sword.

An older man shook his head and said, "He is fool, Lim Peizhi is the best fighter in Waterfall City. What is he thinking?"

Another middle-age man, "He will defiantly lose."

A young teen asked, "Is he very that good?"

Older man replied, "If Lim Peizhi ranks second in Waterfall City, no one will dares to say they are number one."

The lovers looked at the group of people and listen to theirs conversation.

Ping'an looked at Guo Baiyu, "Baiyu, can you solve that poem?"

Guo Baiyu smiled at Ping'an, "The last line is:  Walk with you side by side, be your cane throughout your life, I will always be beside you, until hair are grey and our days are due." He smiled at Ping'an and held her hand.

Ping'an smiled at him, "Who wrote it?"

Guo Baiyu said, "I did, back when I first met you."

Zhao Renshu, "Wow, I need to start writing poems." He gave Guo Baiyu a thumb's up.

The young man was kicked so hard that he flew over and landed on the ground in front of his lovers. Lim Peizhi jumped off the stage and walked towards the lovers.

Lim Peizhi asked coldly, "Who answered this poem just now?"

Lim Peizhi is six feet tall. His body is slim. He is very handsome, with a light brown mole the size of a small pea located at the corner of his left eye towards the left temple.

Zhao Renshu pointed at Huang Hongse with his finger, "It's her." He giggled. "I heard she answered this poem."

Lim Peizhi looked at Huang Hongse. Huang Hongse stared madly at Zhao Renshu.

Huang Hongse unsheathed her sword, "Jerk!" She attacked Zhao Renshu.

Zhao Renshu gently pushed Ping'an back into Guo Baiyu. Lim Peizhi glanced past Zhao Renshu,  he saw the handsome Guo Baiyu. He can't take his eyes away. There should be no man more handsome than him. He couldn't believe it. Zhao Renshu dogged Huang Hongse's attacks he went straight behind Lim Peizhi. Huang Hongse swung her sword at Lim Peizhi, and her attack was blocked by Lim Peizhi.

An old man called from the crowd, "Peizhi, wait."

Lim Peizhi, "Uncle Huang."

Huang Honghui, "Peizhi, this is my sister's daughter Huang Hongse."

Lim Peizhi, "Your sword skill is not bad. Did you really answer the poem?"

Huang Hongse, "I will not answer such idiotic poem." She sheathed her sword.

Huang Yueliang, "Uncle Honghui."

Guo Baiyu walked to the group. He gave proper greetings.

Guo Baiyu said, "I do apologize. I am the one who answered this poem. Hearing such a soft tone, your spiritual power must be very strong."

Lim Peizhi said, "If you beat me, you can marry my sister today." He pointed to a beautiful lady in a light green dress. Lim Yuehai walked towards them. "My twin sister, Lim Yuehai."

Lim Yuehai, "May I ask, do you know the tile of the poem and who composed it?"

Guo Baiyu said, "You and Me,  it is  composed by the late childe Gou of the Gou family in Capital City."

Lim Yuehai smiled and said, "Can I quote another poem for you to guess?"

Guo Baiyu said, "I'm sorry Miss,  I am not qualified." He smiled at her.

Lim Yuehai, "May I know your name?"

Guo Baiyu replied, "Guozhao Baiyu."

Lim Yuehai smiled with two big dimples, "Young master Guozhao, you are very talented."

Guo Baiyu, "Not at all." He looked at Zhao Renshu. "Renshu, let's go."

The lovers walked out of the arena.

Huang Hongse gritted her teeth frantically and said, "Renshu."

Huang Honghui, "I have booked two rooms in the Star Inn for the two of you."

The three Huangs also walked out of the arena too.

Lim Peizhi turned around and said, "Since the first poem was solved,  bring out the second poem and continue."


Sitting at the dining table in the Star Inn, the couples waited for their food. Zhao Renshu poured himself a cup of wine.

Ping'an sighed, "If Guo Longtong were here, he would definitely win the competition easily."

Zhao Renshu choked on his wine.

Zhao Renshu, "Are you trying to kill me." He cleared his throat. "The only thing he can hold is his fan. No offense, but he can't even defend himself from rat's attack. Do you see how strong that young master Lim's attack is?"

Huang Hongse coldly said from behind as she walked in, "You are the same. Why mock others?"

Zhao Renshu turned around and saw the arrogant Huang Hongse and the beautiful Gou Baiyu's twin Huang Yueliang.

Zhao Renshu ignored Huang Hongse, "Miss Huang, which store did you buy that dress from?"

Huang Yueliang, "The store next to the water-fountain in central hall."

Zhao Renshu frowned, "Miss, there are about fifteen stores there."

Huang Yueliang, "I'm sorry, I told you exactly how the maid told me."

Zhao Renshu was very irritates, "Ah.... Thank you anyway."

Huang Hongse mocked, "No matter what color the firefly wears, it will never be as bright as a star." She rolled her eyes at Zhao Renshu.

Huang Yueliang murmured, "Hongse."

Zhao Renshu, "We are talking about clothes....Why you..."

Guo Baiyu stood up and looked straight at Huang Hongse, "Even though the firefly is not as bright as a star, with its pure heart, it is more lovely and brighter than any star."

Guo Baiyu is a very handsome and polite gentleman, but when he is angry, he can be very scary. He can send chill down someone's spine by just gazing at them.

Huang Yueliang apologized, "Childe Guozhao, please calm down. I do apologize." She pulled Huang Hongse closer to her. "I apologize again." The two Huang sisters and their uncle went upstairs.

The last time Zhao Renshu saw Guo Baiyu this angry was back in Peace Town, when he punched Boss Xiong on the face. Now, he saw the same anger in Guo Baiyu's eyes.

Zhao Renshu, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so angry?"

Guo Baiyu shook his head.

Zhao Renshu, "Stupid girl, we talk about dresses, but she continues to talk about firefly and star." He sat down and took a sip of wine.

Guo Baiyu, "You are the stupid one." Guo Baiyu sat down.

Ping'an, "Baiyu, let it go." She put her right hand on his right hand and squeezed it gently.

Zhao Renshu was unhappy and he asked madly, "You call me stupid....?"

Guo Baiyu sighed, "Do you not understand her?"

Zhao Renshu, "No....I don't understand what she is talking about."

Guo Baiyu, "Think about it. That's why you are stupid." He drank tea.

Zhao Renshu slowly scratched his chin with the fingertips of his left hand, "Mm...no matter what color firefly wear, it will never be as bright as a star." He stood up angrily and hovered straight at Huang Hongse.  He shouted angrily, "Huang Hongse!"

Ping'an, "Renshu!"

Huang Hongse unsheathed her sword and attacked Zhao Renshu. Zhao Renshu did a single backflip in the air to avoiding the sword. He sent out a talisman when he landed on the table, the talisman turned into ten icicles, heading straight towards the Huang. Huang Yueliang conjured three guzheng strings and sent out a power sound wave to stop the icicles attack. Zhao Renshu conjured a blue talisman floating on his palm as hundreds of icicles rapidly appearing and surrounding the Huang sisters and their uncle.

The guests sitting by the stairs jumped up and backed away. The guests on the second floor stopped by the railway to look at them. The guests in the in the main dinning hall chat endlessly.

Zhao Renshu was extremely angry.  He gritted his teeth and said, "Break the front and the back will stab you. Break the back and the front will stab you. Break both front and back and the sides will stab you." Zhao Renshu said aggressively, "How dare you?"

Everyone in the inn was amazed by the man's powerful talisman.

The Huang sisters didn't dare to make a move, only staring at each other. They noticed that every time Zhao Renshu closed his palm, the icicles approached them closer.

Huang Yueliang looked at Guo Baiyu, "Childe Guozhao please."

Guo Baiyu, "Renshu, enough."

Zhao Renshu jumped off the table and walked towards  Huang sisters angrily. Zhao Renshu stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking directly into Huang Hongse's eyes, "Do you think you are better than anyone else?" He sneered. "Tsk... Tsk... Tsk... I hate ugly women with beautiful faces."

Huang Hongse provoked fiercely, "I hate two faces people who pretend to be something they are not meant to be."

Huang Yueliang turned to Huang Hongse, "Hongse, stop it!"

Ping'an walked to Zhao Renshu, and then she poked the floating talisman on his palm. When the talisman despaired so was the icicles surrounding the Huang sisters and their uncle. She whispered something in his left ear.

Zhao Renshu expression immediately changed, and he smiled, "Really?"

Ping'an nodded, "Mm..."

The Huang sisters was confused.  He was in a state of murderous rage, and then whatever she told him made him act as if nothing happened.

The lovers returned to their table in time just as the waiter happened to deliver the food to them. The guests also returned to the table.

Guo Baiyu, "What do you say to him?"

Ping'an, "Um...."

Zhao Renshu said softly, "She said she will be on top tonight."

The two men laughed.

Huang Hongse looked at them angrily, "I hate that man."

Huang Yueliang followed her gaze, "I don't see it that way. I think you are in love with him."

Huang Hongse turned around and started walking up the stairs, "Nonsense."

Huang Yueliang, "The deepest hatred, the deepest love."

Syaoran was created as the most powerful mortal guarding the northern fortress. He fell in love with two souls secretly, which angered heaven. His punishment is to be reborn as a human being, and he must suffer humiliation, pain, illness and death in the form of a woman.

With that kick, Chen Xinlu's felt all her energy leave her, and she threw up a mouthful of fresh blood.
Chen Xinyi was extremely moved when she heard Feng Tianlan's words. Her eyes were misty with tears, and yet the affection in her eyes was clearly visible. "Master Shen."
Master Shen had unexpectedly flipped out on Lu'er, and it turned out that he'd done it to stand up for her. Master Shen wouldn't have stood up for her on her behalf if he didn't have any feelings for her.
Hence, she definitely wasn't going to give up on him. She needed to ensure that Master Shen returned to normal by teaching him that he actually liked women and that there were advantages to being with a woman.
When she saw the deep affection in Chen Xinyi's eyes, Feng Tianlan cleared her throat a few times and hurriedly explained herself. "Don't overthink things. I simply can't stand people like this. Also, I'm already engaged to my future husband."
She truly hated those younger sisters who bullied their elder sisters, or the idea that the younger should yield to the older one. In her previous life and her current life, she'd had to suffer at the hands of her younger sister. Now that she'd met this kind of sister again, she could hardly stop herself from snapping her to death.
Chen Xinyi bit her lip and nodded. "I understand." Master Shen was someone who said something but meant the other. He was also someone deeply infatuated with the Demon King, not a heartless lad. The Demon King's influence spanned the entire world. There was no way Master Shen could resist him.
No worries. What Master Shen didn't dare to do, she would do herself!
"Mei'er, help me explain things to her. I shall take my leave first." Feng Tianlan could no longer stand Chen Xinyi's affectionate gaze. She hastily fled upstairs and hugged Si Mobai's waist. "Let's go."
Si Mobai locked his arms around her slender waist and directly leaped out of the window. They flew in the direction of the imperial palace. There was thinly concealed coldness in his voice. "You attracted another one?"
When he'd heard that love-struck voice, he had itched to go over there and beat them up!
Feng Tianlan shook her head. "I didn't. It's not like you don't know. In both my previous and current life, I suffered at the hands of my younger sister."
Si Mobai lowered his head and looked into her eyes. After all was said and done, his heart hurt for her. After suffering a miserable death in her previous life, she'd learned from her mistakes. Otherwise, who knows what kind of suffering she would've endured in her current life. This made his heart ache, and he decided not to investigate the matter regarding the suitors she'd roused.
Si Mobai was a Prime Supreme Spiritual Practitioner. Even though the defenses protecting the imperial palace were air-tight, they were no match for him. Even if they spotted him and wanted to block him, the moment they saw that iconic zhusha mole on his face, they would give up all thought of doing so.
He was the Master of the Bailan Alliance. Who was so ignorant as to attempt and block his path!
He brought her all the way to Zhaoyang Palace, where he put her down.
The sudden intrusion into the palace by strangers had alarmed the palace guards and maids. They frantically exclaimed that an assassin had descended, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a watertight barrier surrounding them.
Si Mobai lifted his eyes and coldly scrutinized the crowd. "This King is an assassin?"
When they caught sight of his iconic zhusha mole and his deity-like appearance, they respectfully clasped their hands together. "Demon King." After which, they conscientiously dispersed, not a single person remaining behind. They had all automatically ignored Feng Tianlan, who was standing by his side.
They'd all assumed that the Demon King had missed Princess of Zhaoyang, and that he had specially come to pay her a visit.
A palace maid speedily ran into the inner court to report to Xi Lin, who was sitting before a window and staring blankly at the scenery outside. She reported, "Princess, the Demon King is here to see you."
"Demon King?" Xi Lin arched an eyebrow. Her hand paused midair and she asked indifferently, "What is he here for?"
"Naturally, he's here to meet the Princess." The palace maid responded. After all, the Princess was the person the Demon King liked.
Xi Lin pursed her lips. When she recalled the letter that he'd previously sent, she finally decided to stand up. "All right. You may take your leave. You don't have to serve any tea. Make sure that no one's around."
The Demon King's visit this time most likely had to do with Dai'er, but it'd be best if she still went to meet him.
The rumors that were spreading amongst the people regarding the love poem and the affectionate relationship between the two of them were all unfounded. If it hadn't been for Dai'er, she would've gone out a long time ago to clear up these rumors.


"Ride this, my beloved consort!" Instantly rewarded with a punch in his charming face. He looked hurt, "I just wanted you to try out the mythical beast mount!"
Having died a cruel and excruciating death in her past incarnation, she was reborn into a body imbued with an impeccable talent for cultivation. A good-for-nothing? Fire, water, ice, wind, thunder, and nature; switching between the six elements is easy as pie. Supreme grade pills? She scatters them in the air like candies. Legendary beasts? They're begging her to form a contract. She is the arrogant Queen almighty! You say that heaven is undefiable? Then she will defy it!
"Bad news, my Lord! The consort has beaten the Empress of the Heavenly Phoenix Nation into a pulp!"
He raised an eyebrow and brimmed of pride, "It's nothing. Send a million troops to back up my beloved consort. Tell them that I'm the one who's pampering her!"

"You? You are the one who has been sending me these beautiful letters? But when I talked to you earlier, you did not seem to sound poetic at all." Marigold looked at the boy in much doubt and nervousness.
Fasik's heart was beating in nervousness as the girl looked at him from head to toe in much doubt. He instantly cleared his throat, and fluently and musically started to narrate the poem he had just learnt, written by his friend.
"Her body is not so white as
anemone petals nor so smooth—nor
so remote a thing. It is a field
of the wild carrot taking
the field by force; the grass
does not raise above it.
Here is no question of whiteness,
white as can be, with a purple mole
at the center of each flower.
Each flower is a hand's span
of her whiteness. Wherever
his hand has lain there is
a tiny purple blossom under his touch
to which the fibres of her being
stem one by one, each to its end,
until the whole field is a
white desire, empty, a single stem,
a cluster, flower by flower,
a pious wish to whiteness gone over—
or nothing.
She is neither pink nor pale,
And she never will be all mine;
She learned her hands in a fairy-tale,
And her mouth on a valentine.
She has more hair than she needs;
In the sun 'tis a woe to me!
And her voice is a string of coloured beads,
Or steps leading into the sea.
She loves me all that she can,
And her ways to my ways resign;
But she was not made for any man,
And she never will be all mine...." the boy took deep breaths, as he halted nervously looking at the girl. Marigold was looking at him silently, with her eyebrows raised a little upwards. She was taking deep breaths, as her face flushed under the boy's gaze.
Fasik walked a little closer to the girl and smiled looking at her. "Do you now believe me?"
Marigold turned to look at the boy and smiled a bit. "Yes, I do. Thank you for the lovely letters. You write beautifully, and it only shows how beautiful your heart it. I have fallen not for you but for these words."
The boy smiled happily seeing his plan working out perfectly well. "Then what is the answer to my poem? Look in my eyes and tell me the answer." The boy held her chin, pulling her face upwards. Soon there eyes met and they were lost in a beautiful trance. "I am waiting Marigold."
The girl took deep breaths and then in her softest vice spoke out her heart.
"I love you for what you are, but I love you yet more for what you are going to be.
I love you not so much for your realities as for your ideals. I pray for your desires that they may be great, rather than for your satisfactions, which may be so hazardously little.
A satisfied flower is one whose petals are about to fall. The most beautiful rose is one hardly more than a bud wherein the pangs and ecstasies of desire are working for a larger and finer growth. Not always shall you be what you are now. You are going forward toward something great. I am on the way with you and therefore I love you...."
 The girl took deep breaths, while the boy looked at her in much surprise. He instantly held her by her waist, and pulled her even closer to him. He embraced her tightly in his arms, planting his head o her shoulder. "Love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death."
The boy took deep breath as he had finally recited the entire lengthy poem written for him. He was happy that he had an extremely good memory, which made him impress the girl quickly.
The girl too hugged him back in much happiness, finally finding the true love she had always dreamt of. After a few second did the boy finally release her from her embrace looking at her? "Will you meet me at night in the library? I want to spend more time with you, where nobody can see us."
"Yes. I will. After everybody goes to sleep, I shall come to meet you." The girl blushed a little nodding her head and then instantly ran away from him, in much coyness.
"By the way, my name is Fasik. You did not even ask my name." The boy grinned speaking out loudly.
The girl halted and then turned to look at the boy. "Fasik, you have a beautiful name. It is already written in my heart." The girl smiled yet again running inside her room. The boy grinned happily and then walked away to his class. As soon as he entered the class, he noticed Gothis, for the first time not sitting on the first bench, but in one extreme corner, writing something very carefully.
"You are very late Fasik. May I know the reason for that? You are usually never let in class." A middle aged made teacher dressed in a plain linen gown, with long white beard looked at the boy in confusion.
"I don't know teacher what happened. I just feel a little under the weather. And my throat is also paining." The boy made a sad face looking at the teacher.
"Oh go to the herb centre after this class. The professor will give you an herb for it." The teacher spoke up empathetically as Fasik too sat down in one extreme corner, trying to eek in Gothis's paper. The boy tried his best but he could not see, what was written in the letter.
"Why are you even trying to see the letter? Let him work hard for you. He will anyways runaway, after giving the letter and the credit will only go to you." The boy's friend, whispered mischievously in Fasik's ear.
Fasik giggled happily nodding his head. "That is true. The girl already believes that I have written the letter. He cannot do anything now. By the time he tells the girl the truth, I will have the girl drowned in my love."
"Yes, and don't worry about poetry. I will tell you a few tricks right now." Spoke up another friend, as they started discussing the poetry in the middle of the class, while the teacher taught the calculations.
Till evening the boy was only practicing the poetry writing, so that he could confidently meet the girl, while in the meanwhile Gothis had written anther beautiful poem for the girl. On his way back to the class, he quickly slid the letter under her room, and knocked twice running away yet again.
Fasik who had yet again kept an eye on him, stood close to the girl's door, and as soon as the door opened, marigold saw another beautiful letter on the floor, while Fasik was standing right in front of her. "Today I did not run away, since you already know my face. I just wanted to remind you to meet in the library after everybody sleeps."
"Yes, I remember." The beautiful girl blushed hard and picked up the letter from the floor. Before she could say anything, the boy had already walked away in much excitement.
Marigold giggled and then quickly opened the letter, closing the door behind her. She read the beautiful poem written on it, with yet no name written anywhere on the page.
 ""I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; 
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
The girl gasped in shock as her face blushed reading the letter. She was now wondering what was going to happen in the library. "Is he really going to kiss me? Oh dear." The girl touched her warm cheeks, trying to cal herself down. She could not wait to meet the boy all alone in the library, and she quickly opened a stone made almirah, selecting the attire for her meeting. After several yes and no's the girl finally decided to wear a striking blue colour silk robe, with matching jewels.


This is the continuation of Vol 2, of 
"He is a Nymphomaniac" from chapter 768.

It is advised to read the first book, "He is a Nymphomaniac"
 to understand the contents of this book. 

**********

How will the life of the kids of your favourite characters turn out to be?

Will they have to struggle like Rose and Rhehan or will they have to fight there lineage like Kareem? 

Are they strong enough like Stefen and brainy like Raol?

Read to enjoy another heart warming and rollar coaster journey!

Lan Zhan looked at the empty apartment that was going to be his new 'home' from now. It was very quiet and clean.

He didn't like it.

Sitting on the chair by the window he looked at the view outside. There wasn't much to see, a few buildings and the clear sky. This place lacked trees, he thought.

He looked at his bandaged arm and got up to get some food. Cooking with an injured arm is too much trouble.

A week ago he had gotten into a fight with a gang and he was stuck in the arm with a sharp blade. Soon the police arrived and he was taken to the hospital along with another guy who hit him while the others to the police station. At least he got his revenge for the injury.

At that time, he was still in his hometown, living with his family. But now he was alone in an unknown place.

After that incident his father decided to send him away so he could reflect on his actions. He wasn't happy about him getting into fights almost every other day and not focusing on studying. He said if he didn't do well while he stayed close to them then maybe after going away he'll realise his mistakes and learn from them.

The only thing he learnt so far was that he hated being alone in this eerily silent place.

Lan Zhan wondered how his mother agreed to letting him go so far away from home. 

Maybe he was a brat who got caught in fights often but he really loved his parents. They were all he had and didn't want to go away from them. He has never stayed away from his parents.

...

Entering the school gate Lan Zhan faced all kinds of looks and whispers. Most of them were about his bandaged arm and bruised face.

He wasn't looking forward to school and these wary looks and malicious whispers ruined his mood even more. He glared at anyone looking at him, successfully keeping them away.

Lan Zhan sat on a bench far away from all the commotion and covered looked at the sky.

Would things be different if he was back home?

He covered his face with his arm and closed his eyes. Thinking these things won't make a difference. 

"Hey" a voice came from above him

"Are you okay?" 

Lan Zhan removed his arm and before he opened his eyes he caught faint scent of strawberry mixed with rose in the air. 

His eyes met chocolate brown ones (at this point idek what I'm writing), he could see the concern and worry in the eyes behind those round glasses. 

Lan Zhan nodded and the guy moved in front of him with a smile.

He took a moment a look at the other guy. His uniform was neat and clean, his shirt was nicely tucked in and his hair was combed properly. He had a smile on his face exhibiting his pearly white teeth and eyes were slightly curved up mimicking the smile on his lips (yeah idk what I'm saying). He also noticed the mole under the curved lip.

Overall the boy had a gentle air around him.

He watched him dug into his pocket, take out something and give it to him with a grin.

"Class is about to start," the boy spoke fixing his glasses "don't stay here for long or you'll be late"

With that said he turned around and ran away.

Lan Zhan watched him leave and then looked at the gum in his hands.

Did he get lectured by some random boy? Was he treating him like a child?

Let it be, he's the first person here to talk to him.

...

Lan Zhan wasn't in a good mood. The results for monthly exams were out and just looking at them made him scowl.

He tried. He really tried to focus in class and study but he couldn't. Anything he read would not register in his mind. His mind kept to all the happy memories he had and the more he thought about it the sadder he got.

In the end he got into a mood where he didn't even want to study. 

He wanted to tear off that list showing him to be the last in the class. Clenching his hands into fists he got out of the building and sneaked out of the school premise from the back wall.

His parents won't be happy to hear this.

...

The laughing boy in front of him boiled his blood. He wasn't in a good mood and he was making it worse.

Earlier he got lectured by his dad and now this stupid wanted to act like his father and show him place?

Who did he think he was?

Just became they were in the same school before he can act like he knew him? Lan Zhan remembered this guy. He was one of the troublemakers in his old school and for some reason had a grudge against him. 

Lan Zhan guessed he wanted to mess with him to make him fight him. But he wasn't going to fight anymore. 

He wanted to stop fighting and stay away from people like him.

Then maybe he could go back home. 

"Everyone thinks you are a big shot" he sneered and walked closer to Lan Zhan

"But they don't know you were thrown away by your own parents" he whispered in his ears

Lan Zhan saw red and punched the guy's face. He kicked him on his stomach and then hit his back making him fall down. 

Lan Zhan pressed down his foot on his stomach making him scream in pain. He kicked him again before getting down and repeatedly punching his face. 

Everyone present at the canteen watched in canteen as a student was brutally beaten up. 

He didn't stop until he was pulled back by someone. Even while being pulled he managed to land a few kicks on the almost unconscious guy. 

It was only after a while that he calmed down and realised what he had done. He saw the face full of blood in terror. His heart was beating fast and his vision got blurry 

He told himself that guy deserved it, but it didn't make him feel any better. 

He messed up and he has to deal with the consequences.

...

Lan Zhan walked to his locker to get his hoodie before he leaves school. When he got closer he saw someone mess with his locker and then run away. The running figure somehow seemed familiar and gave him a sense of deja vu.

When he opened his locker the smell of rose tingled his nose and he saw something red fall down. With a frown he picked it up and turned it around to look at it.

He opened the envelope and the scent became stronger. Lan Zhan read the contents of the letter and was impressed how this Wei Ying tried to be a poet.

This wasn't his first time to get a love letter or to be confessed to but this was the first time someone tried to be write an entire poem on why they love him. And it was the first time there wasn't any glorification of his handsomeness and wealth.

He wasn't touched by it instead he wanted to laugh at the wacky poem but he controlled himself and only let out a smile. 

...

Lan Zhan felt that this Wei Ying who confessed to him seemed familiar but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. 

He leaned closer to the boy pressed against the wall and a memory flashed through his head when he smelt the familiar scent. 

He looked at the blushing boy, the round glasses shielding the chocolate brown eyes and the mole under his thin lips, all seemed familiar. 

He finally remembered he was the boy who talked to him on the first day and smiled.

He came with the intention of rejecting him but looking at him now it seemed things might get interesting.

This will be fun. 

With that in mind he agreed to date him but instead of being happy Wei Ying seemed so shocked, his eyes wide and lips quivering. 

Amused, Lan Zhan patted his cheek to bring him back to reality. Wei Ying opened his mouth to say something but after a while shut it and ran away.

Lan Zhan was quite amused by his reaction. He turned around to go back to class with the thought that he won't have be alone anymore. 

A thought crossed his mind and he stopped and turned around to go back to his apartment. 

He bought groceries on his way and reaching home went straight to the kitchen to make lunch. He hummed while he stirred, happy that he will have someone to eat with.

He rarely cooked because he didn't like eating all by himself in this lonely place. Usually he ate out surrounded by many people but no one beside him. Looking at friends and family eat together he wondered when he'll get to eat and chat with a group. Eating alone wasn't fun at all.

...

Lan Zhan waited in his seat looking at the door every now and then.

Why wasn't he here?

Pressing his finger against the desk he glared at the door. The lunch break was almost ending but Wei Ying didn't come to him. 

What was he doing?

Where was he?

The bell rang and Lan Zah clicked his tongued in annoyance. He shoved the lunchbox back in his bag and crossed his arms.

Everyone who entered the class gulped and stayed far away from him, scared of the dark aura surrounding.

When Wei Ying didn't come to look for him the second day either his mood worsened. 

He went to look for him but he wasn't in his class. Lan Zhan clicked his tongue, turned around to and walked out of the school.

What was Wei Ying doing? Playing hard to get? when they are already dating?

Wei Ying wrote a love letter to confess his love to his crush.

The next day, the school tyrant appeared with his love letter and accepted his confession?!




School tyrant: You aren't that bad.


Wei Ying: .....



School tyrant: I'll accept your confession.



Wei Ying: Is it too late to change schools now?



[This is a fanfiction, i do not own the characters]

Sword Saint Ji Yuan has just breakthrough to the lofty seventh realm saint level after a period of 100 years. When he returns to his celestial clan where he was once the Sword Saint, he has found out that many things have changed.

The worst thing had happened to him; he had lost his beautiful beard and in the Desolate Celestial Fraternity, a beardless cultivator is to be scorned and despised! 

This is actually a xianxia romance story about an unromantic cultivator  who likes his beard and the romantic leading maidens who all hates his beard. 

There are a total of seven celestial levels in order to cultivate as a celestial cultivator; Practitioner, Master Practitioner, Enlighten Celestial, Immortal Celestial, Golden Celestial, Golden Supremacy and Sacred Saint.

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