Chapter 389: Fifth World: Wen Qinxi's Weird Sleeping Posture

Sect leader Zhao felt his soul depart from his body little by little but he didn't want to die. Out of desperation, he forced out a word with great difficulty. "Di-din't," was all he could say with his lungs feeling like they had been set ablaze.

The cloaked man suddenly let him go and gently slapped his face twice saying, "Good.... good. Keep him away from your slutty disciples otherwise, you will suffer the consequences. Now leave!"

Sect leader Zhao was in excruciating pain but despite his injuries, he ran off like he had been granted amnesty, a new lease on life. He unsheathed his sword and flew back to his sect in a matter of minutes.

The cloaked man watched him leave with a pensive expression. He had thought of taking that Yao back countless times but it would be pointless he didn't remember anything and besides it wasn't the right time yet to exert revenge. He fixed the hood of his cloak and strode over to the odd structure in the eerie darkness.

As though his shoulders were heavy, he slumped to the ground and knelt in front of the structure. Out of his cloak, he took out Joss sticks and paper lighting them with a flame that appeared after snapping his fingers.

"Mother, mo-mother. I won't fail you this time," he said in a brittle voice with red-rimmed eyes.

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While this showdown was happening, Wen Qinxi was sleeping like the dead in his isolated home at the top of the last peak in the Zhao sect. His sleeping posture was extremely weird. He was lying on his face and knees with his butt sticking out.

This kind of sleeping posture only happened when he's under pressure like when he was fired off the team in the real world. For the posture to manifest itself he would have to be under extreme pressure which meant the pressure of losing his position in the team equalled him finding out about Qie Ranzhe's stupid harem.

While snoozing away in his awkward sleeping position a sudden burst of laughter forcibly drew him from la la land. Like a frightful bunny, he hopped out of bed assuming it was a ghost and crashed on the floor with his butt.

"Aiyo.... fuck me!" he swore rolling on the ground while holding his butt cheek that he suspected was broken. He stared in the direction where the laughter was coming from ready to confront this fiendish ghost but he was surprised to see Qie Xieling.

"Hahahaha.... hahahaha, shixiong... woo, hahahaha... you are fucking killing me!"

The boy laughed himself to tears at Wen Qinxi's expense.

'System, what's the penalty if I just kill him,' he asked the system as he struggled to calm his palpitating heart. Cultivation worlds had an abundance of ghosts and demons which is one of Wen Qinxi's fears. Even to watch a horror movie he would have to make plenty of psychological preparation so when he heard boisterous laughter in a place that's only supposed to have him alone, he freaked out.

'If you kill him, Qie Ranzhe will most definitely hunt you down,' replied the system missing the point that it was a hypothetical question.

"Tsk..... you really didn't learn your lesson yesterday, right?" said Wen Qinxi with the laughter from Qie Xieling ending abruptly. Wen Qinxi stood up from the floor and sat on the bed to put on his boots. "How the hell did you get in here?" asked Wen Qinxi vexed.

The door was locked from the inside and when he walked outside the barrier was still intact. He did this for a good reason. This is because according to the game files, this body was a sought out treasure and he couldn't trust that sect leader to not do anything to him while he was asleep.

Well, sect leader Zhao had been wrongly accused. He wouldn't lay a hand on Zhao Zhi otherwise the cloaked devil would kill him. One thing he did do was cut off a few hair strands and toenails for pill refinement. He found out he didn't need to do this and that to the boy to reap benefits. Parts of him would work too though the change wasn't as great as when used as a human cauldron.

When Wen Qinxi returned from outside, he found Qie Xieling sitting in the easy pose with his hands propping up his face. It was obvious he had made himself feel at home.

"I didn't get in through there," he answered before sprawling on Zhao Zhi's bed. This was entirely done on purpose. He felt a soothing Qi concentrated where Zhao Zhi was sleeping earlier.

This Qi was like nothing he had felt before and as it flowed through his empty meridian it felt like his body was revitalized and refreshed.

"Then how did you get in?" asked Wen Qinxi resisting the urge to kick him out.

Qie Xieling took out a teleportation talisman he stole from Qie Ranzhe's interspatial ring. He should be feeling guilty but his daddy was rich so what was the point? A few missing talismans wouldn't faze him.

Wen Qinxi took the talisman and said, "You are using these to sneak into my room? For what reason?"

Qie Xieling spread his limbs on the bed as though creating snow angels and said, "You refused to be part of my father's harem so I can only come to you to play." He lay on his stomach, propped up his head with his hands and began to flap his feet all over the place with a cute expression. "So what are we doing today?" he asked but he was yanked out of the door before it was slammed shut.

Wen Qinxi locked the door behind him thinking that should get rid of the brat. He didn't mind hanging out with the kid as he was his little man after all but the word harem was like a trigger. A ticking time bomb ready to explode. This is why he kicked this young master out.

"Shixiong!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Shixiong let me in or I will tell the entire sect you sleep with your ass up in the sky!" yelled Qie Xieling with a beaming smile on his face. He stomped his feet loudly pretending to walk away when the door was suddenly opened and he was yanked in before it was shut with a loud bang!

Two hours later the two people descended from the peak in slow strides. As to why they were walking instead of riding Zhao Zhi's sword, it was because Qie Xieling was afraid of heights to the point of wailing in a high pitch tone.

After having his sensitive ears tortured by Qie Xieling's screams, he was left with no choice but to walk.

"Shixiong, what are we doing today?" asked Qie Xieling for the nth time within the hour.

"Ask me one more time and I will tell your father where you are," replied Wen Qinxi trying to tease Qie Xieling but the boy's face suddenly paled. Thinking he had frightened him to death he corrected himself with a chuckle. "I was just kidding, hahaha.... look at your face," he said but he couldn't carry on when he heard a familiar voice that sent chills down his spine.

"Qie! Xieling!"

Wen Qinxi, 'Crap!'