MTLNOVEL Chapter 1: If You Don’t Fall in Love, You’ll Die! Confessing to Seven Senior Sisters and Still Getting Rejected!
Chapter 1: If You Don’t Fall in Love, You’ll Die! Confessing to Seven Senior Sisters and Still Getting Rejected!
“Junior Brother! You… you can’t do this!”
In the dead of night, in a secluded grove where no one else was around.
A stunning woman covered her chest, retreating step by step.
Her starry eyes were fixed on a young man who, even under the moonlight, looked exceptionally handsome, with a tall, slender figure that could make anyone swoon.
He held a bouquet of flowers, gazing at her with deep affection. “Senior Sister Bai, don’t you understand my feelings yet?”
Bai Rourou bit her lip, her eyes darting around. Every time her gaze swept over Ye Shu’s impossibly handsome face, her cheeks would flush with embarrassment.
But her expression remained firm. “Junior Brother Ye, have you forgotten the sect’s rules?”
Sect rules?
Disciples of the sect must devote themselves to cultivation and must not indulge in romantic entanglements. If discovered, they would be severely punished, with the worst offenders having their cultivation crippled and being expelled from the sect!
This was the ironclad rule set by Ye Shu’s ruthless master.
All disciples adhered to it strictly, not daring to defy it.
But today, her Junior Brother Ye, for some inexplicable reason, had disregarded the sect’s rules and confessed his feelings to her in the middle of the night.
Saying things like, “Your eyes are like stars, you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in the sect.”
Such shamelessly sweet words, completely devoid of any sense of shame!
Ye Shu, with a determined look in his eyes, pressed on. “Senior Sister Bai, what does it matter if it’s against the sect’s rules? My feelings for you are as clear as the heavens and as bright as the sun and moon. Even if the seas dry up and the mountains crumble, my heart will never change.”
“Please, accept me! Senior Sister Bai!”
“But…”
Bai Rourou lowered her head, her face flushed red.
Under the moonlight, she looked absolutely breathtaking.
She tugged at the hem of her skirt. “This really isn’t appropriate, Junior Brother Ye. We must focus on our cultivation.”
A cold wind blew through the grove.
Ye Shu stepped forward, shielding her from the biting wind.
His tall, elegant figure stood before her.
He spread his arms wide and sighed. “Life isn’t just about moving forward. There’s so much beauty along the way. Isn’t it wonderful to stop and appreciate it for a moment?”
“Senior Sister, am I not good enough for you?”
His magnetic voice fell, and she secretly raised her head.
Seeing his face—so handsome that it could make any woman with weak self-control lose her mind—she felt herself falling under his spell.
Handsome? No, he was beyond handsome!
She had to admit, ever since Ye Shu had joined the sect, she hadn’t been interested in any other man.
Because Ye Shu’s looks alone could fend off any competition.
She hesitated.
Facing Ye Shu’s relentless advances, her defenses were crumbling one by one.
She even found herself wanting to move closer to him.
“No, I can’t do this!”
She suddenly snapped out of it, her beautiful eyes filled with determination.
She pushed Ye Shu away.
Looking up at the bright moon, she sighed. “The path of cultivation is filled with temptations. I can’t let something as trivial as romance ruin my foundation.”
She turned back to him. “Junior Brother, you should remember this too. Let’s just forget what happened tonight and move on.”
Bai Rourou turned and left.
The moonlight bathed her retreating figure, as if cloaking her in an unfeeling shroud.
“Senior Sister, you…” Ye Shu reached out, only to realize he couldn’t stop someone who was determined to leave.
When the grove was empty except for him, he clutched his head and let out a pained cry. “No!!!!”
“I just want to complete a mission! Is it really that hard? Is it really that hard?!”
Ye Shu covered his face, his heart in turmoil.
He had been transported to this world over a decade ago, and not long ago, he had awakened a system called [Love Conquers All].
At first, he thought it would be smooth sailing to the peak of power.
But who would have thought that the system’s first task would be to find a woman and fall in love?
With his exceptional talent and dashing looks, he thought it would be a piece of cake.
But Ye Shu had joined the infamous demonic faction, the Heavenly Fiend Sect!
The sect leader, the Nine Nether Demoness, was none other than his master, Luo Jiuyan!
She had set the ironclad rule that all disciples must sever romantic ties. If discovered, they would be severely punished!
Tonight marked the seventh time Ye Shu had confessed to a senior sister!
Seven beautiful senior sisters!
Each one had rejected him, citing the sect’s rules.
To this day, he still hadn’t completed the system’s first task.
Ye Shu’s expression was grim, filled with despair.
[Life Countdown: 3 Days]
[Host, please complete the task as soon as possible! If not completed within three days, you will self-destruct and die!]
Staring at the system panel, he felt nothing but pain.
If he didn’t fall in love, he would die!
If he didn’t complete the task soon, he was done for.
He felt like leaving the Heavenly Fiend Sect.
He knew it wasn’t his fault.
It was all because of that damned rule set by his master, Luo Jiuyan, that old hag!
Just thinking about her made Ye Shu shiver.
The legendary Demoness, who had cultivated the Supreme Demon Scripture since childhood, specializing in slaughter. In less than a hundred years, she had become infamous as one of the most fearsome demons.
It was said that when she was surrounded by the eight great righteous sects, she had single-handedly killed nine powerful experts and escaped unscathed.
That battle had shocked the entire world.
The Heavenly Fiend Sect she founded had become one of the top demonic factions.
As for this legendary master, Ye Shu could only feel fear—and a tiny bit of lust.
But he despised the damned rule she had set!
No romantic relationships within the sect!
Because of it, he couldn’t complete his mission and was now facing life and death.
Only three days left!
No matter what, he had to find a way to leave the sect within three days.
Ye Shu narrowed his eyes in thought. “Maybe I should just tell Master that I want to leave the sect.”
Staying here, bound by that stupid rule, he couldn’t complete his mission.
He was just waiting to die.
He couldn’t just sit back and do nothing!
…
Meanwhile, at the peak of the Heavenly Fiend Mountain.
In the Asura Hall, Bai Rourou knelt on the ground, not daring to look up at the imposing figure seated on the throne.
“What? You’re saying Shu’er has been confessing to you senior sisters again?” The icy, stunning woman on the throne spoke.
Bai Rourou looked up. “???”
What did she mean by “again”? To “you senior sisters”?
He hadn’t just confessed to me?
After rejecting Ye Shu, Bai Rourou had felt increasingly uneasy.
She couldn’t keep it to herself.
So she mustered her courage and came to the Asura Hall to report what had happened to her master, Luo Jiuyan, fearing punishment if she kept it hidden.
Luo Jiuyan’s face darkened. She hadn’t felt this troubled in a long time.
She muttered to herself, “What’s gotten into Shu’er lately?”
“Again and again, and now seven times, he’s been ignoring the sect’s rules and confessing to women. What is he trying to achieve?”
Her long eyelashes cast shadows over her starry eyes, filled with worry.
She didn’t understand. She didn’t understand what romantic love was.
Since she was three years old, she had followed the Demon Lord in cultivation, abandoning all emotions and desires to pursue the ultimate path of demonic cultivation. She had always kept romantic entanglements at arm’s length.
Perhaps because of this, her cultivation had progressed by leaps and bounds. In less than a hundred years, she had achieved greatness and founded the Heavenly Fiend Sect, a name that struck fear into the hearts of the righteous sects.
And the first thing she did after founding the Heavenly Fiend Sect was to establish this ironclad rule!
Sever all romantic ties!
Not for any other reason, but to set an example for her disciples.
But her most beloved disciple, Ye Shu.
Lately, it seemed like he had gone mad, constantly confessing to his senior sisters.
One after another, seven in total!
Each one coming to pour out their hearts.
Who didn’t know who her favorite disciple was?
Of course, it was the impossibly handsome Ye Shu!
A reincarnated saint, blessed with great fortune, and possessing looks that could charm anyone from an eighty-year-old granny to a three-year-old child.
How could Luo Jiuyan not dote on him?
In her heart, she had already chosen him as her successor.
She had even bestowed upon him the title of Demon Prince.
And now, out of nowhere, he had caused such a stir!
Luo Jiuyan, considering his youth and inexperience, had tolerated it again and again, not punishing him immediately.
But she was reaching her limit.
As the founder of the Heavenly Fiend Sect.
No matter how exceptional he was, he couldn’t flout the rules so brazenly.
“You may leave. I will deal with this tomorrow,” Luo Jiuyan stood up, her peerless beauty radiating as she paced the hall.
“Disciple obeys!” Bai Rourou, as if granted amnesty, quickly left the hall.
After she left,
Luo Jiuyan gently massaged her temples. “Shu’er has always been so well-behaved. How could he do something so foolish? Have I not been paying enough attention to him?”
At this moment, she felt restless, unable to calm her mind.
Perhaps she should check if there were any important matters to attend to.
To soothe her troubled heart.
With a wave of her hand, she ordered, “Bring me the latest correspondence.”
“Understood!”
A shadow suddenly appeared in the hall.
Soon, a stack of letters was placed on the reading table.
Luo Jiuyan sat on her throne, gently picking up one of the letters and infusing it with spiritual energy.
A seductive voice came through:
(Senior Sister, how have you been lately?
I imagine it’s the same as always—cultivation, cultivation, and more cultivation, right?
Haha, Junior Sister here has been playing with eight men today. Aren’t you jealous?
You’d probably say, ‘What’s so great about men?’ Ah, how would an old virgin like you understand? I…)
—Junior Sister Hu, from the Joyous Union Sect
Luo Jiuyan’s face flushed red. Before she could finish listening, she tossed the letter aside.
“How absurd! Resorting to such means for the sake of cultivation. No wonder you were never favored by our master, ending up as a mere seductress, relying on men to survive!”
Her beautiful eyes glared at the letter, filled with disdain. “It’s only because I severed all romantic ties that I’ve achieved the greatness of the Heavenly Fiend Sect!”
Luo Jiuyan took a step forward, her majestic aura filling the grand Asura Hall.
A sense of supreme loneliness washed over her.
Though she was as lonely as snow, still…
Still, that woman had eight men fawning over her.
The thought made her expression darken.
She turned back to her throne and picked up the next letter.
(Senior Sister, I need to tell you something. I’ve fallen for someone from the righteous path. I don’t know what to do now. Can you help… Oh, sorry! I almost forgot you’ve never been in love. Never mind.)
—Junior Sister Jiang, from the Hundred Ghosts Sect
Luo Jiuyan’s beautiful face twisted in anger. “Junior Sister, you’re a demonic cultivator! How can you have feelings for someone from the righteous path? Has this romantic nonsense driven you mad?”
She shuddered. “Indeed! This love business can make people so foolish that they can’t even distinguish between right and wrong—something even a child could understand. How pitiful.”
A sour feeling rose in her heart, and a question lingered.
Could romantic love really cloud one’s judgment so much?
Without dwelling on it, she opened the next letter.
The sender of this letter made her furrowed brows relax slightly.
Little Sister Wu, her personal maid.
She had gone on a journey down the mountain last year and hadn’t returned yet. Luo Jiuyan had assumed she had run into some trouble along the way.
After waiting a full year, she had finally received a letter.
Luo Jiuyan was puzzled. Had she been hunted by righteous cultivators, or had she encountered some ferocious beast? Her strength was something even Luo Jiuyan acknowledged.
She must have encountered something truly dangerous!
This couldn’t be ignored.
Luo Jiuyan quickly opened the letter.
(Master, your servant… has gotten married!
For the past year, I’ve been on edge, not daring to tell you that I found true love as soon as I left the mountain. It wasn’t until recently, when my child was born, that I finally gathered the courage to shamelessly tell you all this.
If you would be so kind, could you come visit me? I’d love for you to attend my son’s full moon celebration. Right now, my son still doesn’t have a name. I hope you could bestow one upon him.
Here, my dear son, cry for Grandma Luo.
Wah, wah, wah…)
The sound of a baby crying came through the letter.
Luo Jiuyan slammed her hand on the table, shattering the reading table into pieces.
Her veins bulged. “You wretched servant! For a whole year, I’ve been worried sick, thinking something terrible had happened to you. And all this time, you’ve been hiding the fact that you fell in love and had a child!”
She pointed at the letter, her hand trembling. “You… you deserve to die a thousand deaths!”
“Guards!”
“Yes.” A figure appeared in the hall.
“Kill that wretched servant, her husband, and her child!”
“Understood.”
“Wait!” She gently touched her smooth, jade-like forehead.
“What is it, Sect Master?”
“Never mind. Send them some rare treasures and tell them to get as far away as possible! I never want to see them again!”
She clenched her teeth, seething with anger. “If I ever see them again, I’ll slaughter them all and grind their bones to dust!”
“Yes!”
When the hall was empty again, she carefully picked up the letter.
The envelope was wrapped in bright red, with the character for “happiness” prominently displayed, along with images of lovebirds and the words “eternal love.”
Luo Jiuyan: “???”
It was a wedding invitation!
Throw it away! Get rid of it!
The letter was like a piece of dung, filling her with disgust.
“Heavens! Please tell me, what’s so great about this love business?”
She slumped back on her throne, gazing up at the starry sky, her beautiful eyes dim.
Today, she had suffered ten thousand blows!
Not only was she dealing with her beloved disciple Ye Shu’s antics, but these letters had added to her frustration.
She couldn’t understand why these foolish women kept throwing themselves at men.
If they were like her, severing all romantic ties, they could have achieved greatness long ago.
Wasn’t this magnificent Asura Hall enough?
It was just a bit… lonely.
She couldn’t help but feel a sense of isolation.
Standing at the pinnacle of the world was indeed a bit… boring.
Suddenly, a voice came from outside the hall:
“Disciple Ye Shu requests an audience with Master!”