Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Bai Weiwei’s eyes contained a smile. She spoke softly, “Yo, I’m a Nascent Soul stage, and I still can’t see your cultivation level. You must at least be at the Immortal Ascension stage1. You’re so powerful, why not be my cultivation partner?”

Ning Yishu’s heartbeat suddenly sped up.

Becoming cultivation partners…

His breathing quickened, and his face was somewhat red.

But as he got excited, her calculating expression made him sober up.

She didn’t like him. She was pretending to be gentle and affectionate, but it was only because she thought he was a powerful cultivator. She just wanted to use him.

“What do you want?” he asked softly.

Bai Weiwei’s gentle smile disappeared, and she sneered, “I want to kill shixiong and monopolize Grand Heavens Mountain.”

As he thought, her vicious temper would never change.

She not only wanted to use people, but she even said it out loud.

It was… stupid… but also cute.

Ning Yishu thought he was irredeemable, thinking she was cute even when he was being swindled by her.

Seeing him staring blankly, Bai Weiwei ran out of patience. She reached out and flicked his forehead with a finger. “You’re so stupid, ah. Even if you don’t want to help me, I’ll find another man.”

This sentence immediately opened the gates to a man’s anger.

He grabbed her hand and dragged her in his arms. She didn’t wear any clothes, and the scars on her skin had lightened considerably, so he could still make out her pale skin’s beautiful and smooth appearance.

Ning Yishu originally wanted to get angry, but he discovered something else was burning even more intensely in his heart.

“You want someone powerful as your honorable companion2?”

Bai Weiwei’s eyes rolled, completely unrepentant. “Yeah, ah. The strongest becomes the king. My man must be the best and strongest.”

Ning Yishu’s heart was cold. “What if he’s not strong enough?”

Bai Weiwei was extremely calm. “Throw him away. A weak man, in my eyes, is not a man.”

Ning Yishu smiled bitterly. Sure enough, this woman, this woman… his eyes must be blind to like her.

He wasn’t stupid, and his heart wasn’t unseeing.

Pity, jealousy, and even longing mixed together into this damned like.

He closed his eyes, reeling in his anger. Suddenly, he felt her fingers lightly caress his lower jaw.

This action was too **.

All the chaotic emotions that Ning Yishu had been suppressing finally slipped out of his control.

Ning Yishu opened his eyes, his expression cold. “You’re willing to ruin yourself like this?”

When Bai Weiwei saw him speaking so coldly, she didn’t put up with it and threw off his hand.

“Who’s willing to coax you? If it weren’t for you being stronger than me, I wouldn’t be happy to see you.”

These words unexpectedly had a bit of an aggrieved tone, like that of a daughter-in-law3.

Rather than cursing him, it seemed more like she was complaining.

But Ning Yishu felt as though he was stabbed by her offensive words. Her disdainful attitude completely overlapped with that in reality.

It was like a knife sliced his reason into pieces.

Stronger than her?

Her cultivation level was the unbeatable Nascent Soul stage.

So even if she got married and had a cultivation partner, she could only make love through a spiritual union.

Ning Yishu suddenly jumped into the spirit spring. His eyes were crimson as he flipped her over and pressed her against the edge of the spring.

Bai Weiwei thought he was pulling a prank. “Let me go, you’re so strong and amazing.”

In the dreamworld, even if she was a Nascent Soul cultivator, she was unable to break out of his restraint.

Because he was clearheaded, he was mentally much stronger than the her who was entangled in the dream.

Ning Yishu suddenly lowered his head and cautiously pressed kisses against her back.

His soft and wet tongue licked her skin, like he was licking the best dessert in the world.

1: 化神期: doesn’t match with any cultivation rank I’ve come across in the glossaries I’ve used, but based on context it’s implied to be one level above the Nascent Soul stage, since in many novels you’re unable to see the level of someone with a higher cultivation than you.↩

2: 入幕之宾: serve as advisor; a frequent and welcome guest; a constant friend.↩

3: 女儿家: putting in my best guess here because all I got from looking up the phrase was a song. Aggrieved because typically there’s that common trope of the daughter-in-law vs. mother-in-law dynamic (or just marrying into the husband’s household, period, because your in-laws wouldn’t treat you as well as your own family)↩