Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The Youth 1

"Host! Rough him up, then pamper him!"

"Don't spare him just because he's a delicate flower!"

"All you have to do is follow the script and complete the mission! Ain't no fear here!"

Qiao Ling listened to the system's brainless hype and knew this mission was still going to be extremely tough!

Qiao Ling pouted sulkily, and just as his eyes started to get red, the system quickly reminded him, "Host, might I remind you—if you cry again, this world will crumble once more! Whatever you do, don't cry!"

Qiao Ling was a minor immortal formed from the spiritual energy of the Heavenly Court's Jade Pool. Because he had followed the Supreme Deity Qin Xiu without properly concealing himself and was spotted, he was promptly booted by the other deities into the Bureau to run missions.

And his current mission was to gather Qin Xiu's soul power.

Although in a way, his wish was granted in a twisted way, he had the hots but not the guts!

If this mission failed, the beings up in the heavens would shatter his cultivation base!

Thinking about this made Qiao Ling want to cry. It seemed that being a stalker fan was indeed very dangerous!

Qiao Ling sniffed hard, holding back his tears, and apologized to the system in a soft, wobbly voice, "I'm sorry, system. I'm basically made of water, so when I'm sad, tears just fall! But I'll try my best to hold them in!"

Qiao Ling's spirits lifted, and he raised his head to look directly at him—

This world's mission target, Jiang Ran, was also the one he had to conquer.

At this moment, Qiao Ling was holding the script of "snatch and grab." According to the character requirements, he was supposed to treat him harshly and meanly, abusing him body and soul to fit the character's traits.

But the more important task right now was to help Jiang Ran escape his tragic fate.

The original Qiao Ling was the only child of the Li family in City B. His family spoiled him without limits, which made this 19-year-old teenager a total hell-raiser who did whatever the heck he wanted.

He was also a well-known spoiled rich kid in City B.

And the person in front of him right now was this world's mission target, Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran had grown up in an orphanage, but a year ago, the orphanage was shut down and the children were sent elsewhere. He had no choice but to accept the school's arrangement for honor students and live on campus.

Qiao Ling had stumbled upon him by accident at the university. The moment he saw him, he felt that Jiang Ran bore a striking resemblance to his crush!

Not long after paying attention to Jiang Ran, Qiao Ling heard that Jiang Ran was short on money lately and was already working three part-time jobs to make ends meet!

So that led to this scene—

Under the dim, hazy yellow glow of the night, the teenager obediently knelt on the bed. His face was gaunt, pallid, and tinged with illness, and those pitch-black eyes were like a swirling abyss. With just one glance, you couldn't help but be drawn in, while a hint of alluring red at the corners of his eyes made one's heart ache with pity.

He was like a delicate, fragile doll with an innate sense of brittleness, one displayed in a shop window—so stubborn and perfect that it made people itch to conquer and break him.

Qiao Ling felt his heart skip a beat!

He walked up to the teenager, raising his hand to touch his slightly cool face.

Jiang Ran's face was very similar to the one the original host had secretly pined for, so he had signed a contract with Jiang Ran.

The content of the contract was that Jiang Ran had to stay by his side at all times and cater to his every whim.

All Jiang Ran could do was obey him and cooperate with him.

The original host really liked his first love, Jian Qingming, but he knew that Jian Qingming didn't like boys. Deep down, he felt that his love for him was nothing short of desecration.

So he brought in Jiang Ran to satisfy his various twisted demands.

But because Jiang Ran's cold, unyielding, and defiant personality was completely different from Jian Qingming's gentle, warm-as-polished-jade temperament, the original host couldn't help but feel disgust toward him.

And so, he treated him as both an object of his fantasies and someone whose cold personality he despised.

However, everything has two sides, and the inside story behind this was enough to make your heart race.

Jian Qingming was the young master of the Jian family, but he had gotten lost as a child.

Years later, the Jian family found Jian Qingming in an orphanage.

That's right—the orphanage where Jian Qingming had been was exactly the same one where Jiang Ran had once lived.

And the reason Jian Qingming could be acknowledged as the son and brought back home was because he had a very precious jade pendant that his maternal grandfather had given to the young master at his hundred-day celebration.

That jade pendant of Jian Qingming's... was stolen from Jiang Ran.

On the day the Jian family came to claim him, he locked Jiang Ran in a pitch-black room, and no one knew anything about it.

Jiang Ran cried out to heaven and earth in that dark room with no one to hear him, and it wasn't until two days later that he was found.

Jian Qingming was very gentle with Qiao Ling and enjoyed spending time with him.

He knew Qiao Ling liked him, but he never rejected the adoring looks and gestures Qiao Ling gave him.

That wasn't because he liked Qiao Ling, but because he savored the smug satisfaction of being adored by this high-and-mighty young master.

Recalling all this, Qiao Ling couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

"How could he do that? The original host must have been blind as a bat to like him."

The system quickly nodded and chimed in, "Right, right! Host, look at how pitiful Jiang Ran is. You have to help him get back to his real family!"

Qiao Ling's gaze fell back on the frail teenager before him, and he asked, "But the mission target is so pitiful right now... Do I really have to bully him like the original host did?"

Of course, Qiao Ling would help Jiang Ran—not just because his background was tragic, but because his soul essence was the Supreme Deity.

At this moment, images of how terribly the original host had treated him surfaced in Qiao Ling's mind, and he suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for Jiang Ran.

Although he really wanted to complete the mission, he didn't want to humiliate him the way the original host had.

Qiao Ling stared at Jiang Ran, whose pitch-black eyes remained as still and unreadable as the depths of an ancient well.

Jiang Ran was completely lucid.

He got paid to do a job, so no matter how much the other person tormented or humiliated him, he would endure it.

Besides... it was only half a year; he could just tough it out.

But isn't that what everyone tells themselves?

Before Qiao Ling could even prepare himself, the system had already started issuing tasks.

In the plot, he got drunk today and called Jiang Ran over to "wait on" him, but Jiang Ran was very cold and didn't have Jian Qingming's gentle, soft-spoken vibe, which really ticked Qiao Ling off, so he...

"Does the system really have to humiliate him like this? I don't want to!"

System: "Host, time is limited, so you'd better finish the task quickly. I think you're also afraid that the Supreme Deity will shatter your cultivation, aren't you?"

Hearing that, Qiao Ling hardened his resolve. He took a step toward the bed, gently gripping the other's shoulders and pushing him directly onto it. Then he climbed on top, pinning Jiang Ran beneath him, his hands locking the other's wrists in place.

The next second, a soft warmth quickly landed on his lips.

Though it was fleeting, that sweet scent quickly seeped into Jiang Ran's breath.

This brief, feather-light kiss was so fast that it not only failed to disgust Jiang Ran, but instead piqued his curiosity about the other's fluster.