Ch105 - Supplanted

Rape and its physical aftereffects. Please proceed with caution.

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Xie Zhiwei knew the System had steeled its heart to screw him over because it refused to connect him for three whole days, leaving him stuck in purgatory between Heaven and Hell. The first day he still felt pleasure, but Black Wolf blood’s effects wore off by day two. His back end began to burn with pain.

But Mu He was a stud horse by birth. Leaving aside everything else, Gallant Outlaw had detailed his prowess in bed and his hundred battles with women in a single night. There was no need to point out how long he could last, to say nothing of Xie Zhiwei beneath him, who couldn’t even move or speak at the moment.

Mu He started off resentful and mocking him once in a while, but as time passed he lost track of conversation and buried his head in hard work. By the third day, Xie Zhiwei was already beginning to believe the place he was penetrated belonged to someone else. He was sore and numb all over—the experience of the girls in the original novel had been superimposed on him hundredfold as he was tortured into unconsciousness and back again.

The figure of the person in the mirror still wore a slight smile, while the person pressing him on the bed was completely expressionless.

…a very strange sight.

That grinning expression was incredible. Xie Zhiwei felt that he had one thing slightly better than an inflatable sex doll at the moment, which was that he couldn’t break. If not for his many years of cultivation, he would’ve been ruined ages ago. In a daze, he felt Mu He turn him over again to enter him from the front. Mu He’s eyes were red, but his lips were pale. Three days of work was very exhausting, to say nothing of the illusion running rampant to quickly consume his spiritual energy. Xie Zhiwei only hoped he’d use it all up faster so this torment could end.

But before Mu He had finished his reserves, the bastard System showed mercy first. “The three-day self-protection program period is over. I believe you have deeply experienced the essence of your character. May you continue to adhere to the professionalism of an actor. Happy usage~”

Like seizing a life-saving straw, Xie Zhiwei clicked on the button to enter the System with trembling fingers. He was planning to find Gallant Outlaw first, but gave up once he thought of his current situation. Instead he complained directly to the System. “I! Am! Protesting!”

System replied, “Please describe in detail any problems you encountered while using the System. System will be happy to serve you.”

Xie Zhiwei sneered. “Who would smile without a sound while being raped? If the protagonist was still in his right mind, he’d be scared to death and even develop a psychological shadow! You’re only a System, but you’re so dramatic. Does your boss know about this?”

“Hello. The self-protection system is an anti-stress measure implemented for borderline OOC behaviors. Like banning speech, forcing a slight smile is also a type of punishment. This System selects punishments that best fit the character settings to serve you attentively.”

You dare call it a punishment, hahahah, how pretentious.

Xie Zhiwei was furious. “Even if I let this go, I didn’t cause any serious consequences by rejecting my identity in the heat of the moment. Oh right, the only negative effects were personal injury to myself, but I’ve already borne it all. Who are you to clear my Presence Points? I don’t accept it!”

“…..” System seemed to be in deep thought.

Xie Zhiwei added, “And I have ways to make up for it. I demand you give me back my Presence Points.”

At last, System consented. “The situation you described is true, but it’s also a fact that you behaved in a way that severely violated the rules. This System has the discretion to return you two stars. Please use the System carefully to ensure subsequent progress.”

Only two stars, but it’s better than nothing.

Xie Zhiwei exhaled a breath of relief and stayed in the System for the full twenty minutes to psychologically prepare himself before he was kicked out again. At the same time, the slightly smiling expression reflected in the mirror collapsed. Xie Zhiwei’s face was pale, almost white, as his lips trembled. His breathing was weak like death, and he even lacked strength to furrow his brows. Still, the rod in his body pounded him tirelessly. Every moment brought micro expressions to his face. He had to gasp several times before finding enough energy to say, “Stop…it…”

Because he hadn’t spoken for so long and only gasped for breath, his vocal cords had been damaged to the point of turning hoarse. Those two words didn’t reach the ears of the delirious Mu He at all. Instead, he was so exhilarated he even sped up.

He was pressed heavily on Xie Zhiwei’s body, mouth open to gnaw on the flesh on his neck. He had already bitten Xie Zhiwei all over during the course of the last two days—very strong bites that left marks.

Xie Zhiwei whimpered and strained to lift his head.

(Unspeakable contents go here)

Very soon, Mu He’s entire body stiffened.

He shut his eyes as if suffering a severe shock, then steeled his nerve to look beneath him again. Xie Zhiwei’s robes were torn and in tatters, his body beneath him covered with marks from teeth, pinching, sucking, and many more unidentifiable traces. They were a mix of green, purple, and red that all but covered his original white skin. Even the area beneath his chin clearly bore teeth marks. The corners of Xie Zhiwei’s eyes were moist with tears while his lips were swollen and red,  his breathing very weak. Despite this, he gripped Mu He’s wrist with strength and channeled spiritual energy into his body.

Dazed, Mu He could only mutter, “No…impossible…it, it was clearly an illusion… Why is it real…” Tears clung to his cheeks, as if he’d been the one ravaged instead.

Xie Zhiwei wanted to hit him but had no strength; moreover, he was still trying to earn back his Presence Points.

I have no more bearing or anything else left. At least I can try to salvage my sense of presence.

Too tired to be angry, Xie Zhiwei only managed, “Are you very disappointed?”

“No!” Mu He denied, but found it groundless and cried, “I said I wouldn’t force shizun, but now…” He lowered his head in shame, just in time to see the place where they were scandalously connected as one. He sucked in a cold breath and drew back, but the motion made Xie Zhiwei hiss in pain and squeeze around him instinctively.

Mu He was too frightened to move at all after that. His eyes swept past the white stains on the bed and Xie Zhiwei’s body with increasingly mixed feelings. It was a long time before he mumbled, “Shizun, disciple knows my wrongs.”

Xie Zhiwei didn’t say anything, but released his hand channeling spiritual energy to collapse bonelessly beneath Mu He, his entire person disheveled. Mu He bit his lip and raised his eye to see Qingping Sword on the bed. He picked it up and offered it to Xie Zhiwei with both hands. “Shizun, kill or punish me as you see fit. Disciple is at your disposal!”

Xie Zhiwei opened his eyes as the corners of his mouth twitched. This image…is even weirder.

The man who had been viciously screwing him to death a second ago was now apologizing full of grief. But youngster, can’t you change positions before you talk, ah!

Xie Zhiwei looked aside and said, “You…get out first.”

“But it’ll be very painful for shizun.”

“It’s fine…I’m used to it by now.”

He had already survived three days of this, to say nothing of a moment more.

Only then did Mu He carefully start pulling himself out, observing Xie Zhiwei’s expressions the entire time. Whenever Xie Zhiwe’s eyebrows moved, he would stop in a hurry and move even slower. Xie Zhiwei didn’t want to provoke him either, so he could only endure the pain and remain silent. A long time later, the two of them finally separated.

Mu He quickly went to grab a silk cloth to clean off Xie Zhiwei’s body. The two of them had been intimate for days now, so Xie Zhiwei simply lied on the bed and allowed him to wait on him. What else is there to be ashamed of after he f**ked me?

Mu He thought back to his “hallucination” while cleaning him up and knew he’d gone way too far this time. He only felt distress upon seeing the swollen redness between Xie Zhiwei’s legs and subconsciously went to massage it.

Xie Zhiwei sucked in a breath and curled up his legs. “What are you doing? Take your hands off!”

Mu He retracted his hand as if electrocuted, his hands wringing the silk like a child who’d done something wrong. Seeing this, Xie Zhiwei’s temper half-died before he spoke in a slower tone, “It’ll be fine after a while, don’t worry about it.”

“….mm,” Mu He bowed his head and twisted the fabric in his hands. It was some time before he spoke again. “Shizun, today disciple acted outrageous…disciple deserves to die, but disciple truly didn’t mean it. Disciple thought you were an illusion.”

“I know,” Xie Zhiwei closed his eyes tiredly. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t have stopped after yelling at you to scram.”

Mu He’s eyes brightened. “In other words, that was the real shizun cursing me back then?”

“Right. Do you blame Master?”

Mu He quickly shook his head. “Disciple was at fault first…but disciple remembered shizun saying you weren’t Xie Zhiwei, which is why disciple… Why did shizun deny your identity?”

Xie Zhiwei suddenly fell silent.

“Shizun?” Mu He asked cautiously.

At long last, Xie Zhiwei sighed. “What do you like about me anyways?”

“Everything. As long as it’s shizun, disciple will like it.”

“Let me ask you,” Xie Zhiwei began slowly, “If I’m not some so-called Bixu zhenren, had no cultivation, and isn’t as lofty, gentle, elegant, or cultured as the outside world believes, what would you do?”

Mu He gave a start before suddenly adjusting his posture to sit properly on his calves. “No matter what kind of person shizun is, disciple only remembers that it was shizun who took disciple in. In the daoist sect, it was shizun who sheltered me from everything. Disciple wouldn’t have anything today without shizun. Moreover, the one disciple likes isn’t the Bixu zhenren that everyone speaks of. Only disciple knows that shizun will get angry, hit people, curse, and even lie to this disciple. But disciple likes this shizun more and more and cannot stop…”

Xie Zhiwei was a little stunned. After a pause, he asked, “You said…you like it when I get angry and foul-mouthed, and even lie to you?”

That’s wrong, ah. Mu He’s listing everything I’ve done after I transmigrated. It’s nothing like the original host at all.

Mu He nodded deeply. “Shizun can be anything he likes, just don’t leave this disciple…disciple takes to shizun as a fish to water, I’ll die without it. Disciple cannot…bear to live this life without shizun.”

Be anything I like.

Xie Zhiwei couldn’t help thinking back to his last life.

When he was popular, outsiders flattered him and his occasional bursts of temper as being “straightforward.” When he was down and out and suffered setbacks, just wearing an unhappy expression would make the media write giant headlines claiming he was acting arrogant and flaunting his status. The current hot idol He Zheng, who looked exactly like Mu He, seized the chance to retaliate against him for a thoughtless mistake and didn’t even care about his death.

He suddenly realized that Mu He really was different from anyone else he’d met—and that it had nothing to do with his protagonist halo.

Mu He lay by him with his face pressed to Xie Zhiwei’s, his voice extremely soft. “Shizun, disciple’s condition is deteriorating. Just then in the illusion I saw…the same passerby shizun of my dreams. I called him Xie zhenren, and he would only reply with a detached smile. Although it was gentle, he looked at me like a stranger. That’s the fake shizun, right? Disciple only likes the shizun in front of me now.”

Xie Zhiwei’s fingers slowly curled up. At the same time, a System alert sounded in his head.

“Because your image in this novel has surpassed that of the original host, you have become an irreplaceable, important existence. Congratulations on reaching five stars.”

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Translator’s Note: Wuwuwuwu…I’m so happy Xie Zhiwei got his points back….wuwu…but it looks like nobody really liked his true (temperamental) self back in the real world. :'(

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