Chapter 76: Being Bullied for Ten Years “Romantic Ghost.”

Wen Chu’s handwriting was taught by him hand in hand, especially the two characters “Wen Chu”. As the first characters he taught Wen Chu to write, Wen Chu learned them to be ninety percent similar to his own.

Whether it was the brush strokes or the structure.

At first glance, it looked as if he had written them on himself.

Xiu felt ashamed and randomly grabbed a few pieces of clothing before quickly shutting the wardrobe door. He then fetched needle, thread, and scissors, returning to the bedside as if deceiving himself.

The clothes were all too small; he couldn’t wear them and needed to alter them.

When Wen Chu woke up from his dream in a daze due to hunger, what he saw was the side profile of Xiu sewing under the kerosene lamp with his head lowered.

He felt dazed for a moment, even thinking at this instant that the previous world hadn’t ended yet.

There was no world destined for destruction, nor Xiu leaving him behind. He was still a small black cat, waking up to see the blond man with a sharp tongue but a soft heart sitting beside him, sewing a cushion for him.

It wasn’t until his gaze touched Xiu’s short hair and the blue tassel earring swaying on his earlobe that Wen Chu came back to reality.

No, this was already the third world.

Back then, he was spoiled by Xiu to the point of not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth, actually thinking he could keep Xiu and receive Xiu’s love.

Wen Chu sat up silently, looking at the black cloak made of patched fabric already taking shape in Xiu’s hands, feeling a bit guilty: “Sir, if you need clothes, you can ask the servants to bring them.”

Xiu glanced at him indifferently: “How am I supposed to summon servants now?”

People in the illusion just couldn’t see his pregnant belly, not that they couldn’t see him. If he went to call people with his upper body naked, he would first be treated as a pervert.

Wen Chu: …

Wen Chu shrank guiltily further into the quilt.

Before he could rack his brains for an answer, he heard Xiu continue: “You can see my pregnant belly, right? The person in the punishment time is you, right? That wasn’t a dream?”

Xiu’s three consecutive questions stunned the just-awakened Wen Chu.

Wen Chu was astonished and blurted out subconsciously: “How did you know?”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized he had confessed without being pressed.

Fortunately, Xiu didn’t mean to be angry. During the time Wen Chu was sleeping, he had already pieced together all the clues.

Xiu explained to Wen Chu one by one: “Before entering the punishment time, I kicked the door broken, and the bed was covered in your blood. After coming out, everything was restored to its original state.”

Wen Chu subconsciously followed Xiu’s words and looked at the intact door and the clean bed.

He only thought about cleaning the room at that time and completely forgot to restore the room to its original messy state.

“Also—”

Xiu put down the half-sewn cloak in his hand, held his lower abdomen, turned around, and showed his back to Wen Chu.

On his lower back, above the tailbone, the four characters “Wen Chu Exclusive Use” were extremely conspicuous.

“I didn’t know what kind of dream could bring such characters into reality.”

Xiu said leisurely: “Little liar, played enough?”

Wen Chu didn’t expect himself to be so full of flaws. Blushing at Xiu’s words, he couldn’t help taking another look at Xiu’s lower back.

“I thought… writing here, you wouldn’t see it.” Wen Chu said in a small voice.

Xiu laughed out of anger: “Is the point whether I can see it or not?”

Wen Chu looked at Xiu timidly. He wanted to hold Xiu’s hand and act coquettishly to apologize, but dared not. Finally, with a thought, a complete black robe appeared on Xiu, covering Xiu’s pregnant belly and the “evidence of crime” he left.

“I’m sorry.” Wen Chu bit his lower lip, “If you don’t like it, I won’t do it anymore.”

Anyway, his lifespan was running low. If he didn’t restrain himself, he would die suddenly before becoming the array eye.

Wen Chu still adhered to his NPC persona at this time, swallowing the latter half of his mental activity.

Xiu’s eyebrows twitched, his temples throbbing with pain.

He turned around and looked at Wen Chu: “It’s not a question of whether I like it or not. It’s that you made me pregnant now. Have you thought about what we should do in the future? How to deal with this child? Do you know—”

Xiu’s words came to an abrupt halt.

He wanted to ask if Wen Chu knew that once they left the illusion, he would be lured back by the celestial masters to be executed, and Xiu would have a fierce battle to protect him.

If he couldn’t protect him, was he going to be a widower?

Widower—why would he think that?

Xiu was startled by his own thought and immediately shut his mouth.

Wen Chu lowered his head listlessly and repeated: “I’m sorry… the child won’t cause you trouble.”

His words were extremely pale.

Sounding very much like a scumbag who got someone pregnant and wouldn’t take responsibility.

Xiu’s headache worsened.

How did this child grow more crooked the more he taught him?

Looking at Wen Chu, who looked pitiful and about to cry, he sighed: “Forget it, I’m not blaming you. Next, I’ll ask, you answer obediently, and we’ll think together if there’s any other way.”

Wen Chu nodded vigorously.

Xiu asked: “Will this child be brought into reality?”

Wen Chu continued to nod.

Xiu paused and frowned.

Just as Wen Chu was wondering if Xiu wanted to get rid of this child, he heard Xiu’s thoughtful voice: “I won’t have time after going back. We must give birth to the child before the illusion ends, is that okay?”

“Eh?” Wen Chu thought he heard wrong.

Xiu misunderstood his meaning and explained: “It’s not that I’m unwilling to give birth in reality. It’s just that the Celestial Master Association will be very busy after we get out. Carrying a belly is inconvenient after all, and if I’m careless, it’s easy to affect the fetus.”

Although this illusion was dangerous, so many years had passed, and the owner of the illusion was Wen Chu. He could kill the ghosts inside with one sword strike each, so he didn’t need to worry about retaliation from the illusion owner.

At most, worry about being fucked to death.

Xiu thought expressionlessly.

However, seeing the aftermath of these two times, Wen Chu should have some ability to restore him to his original state. Otherwise, this body of his would have broken long ago after being played with to the limit like this.

Wen Chu was dizzy: “You… you are willing to have a baby with me?”

He knew Xiu was only carrying a mass of spiritual power mixed with ghost qi, but Xiu didn’t know. Up to now, Xiu probably still thought he was pregnant with a child.

How could Xiu agree??

Xiu’s earlobes turned red again. He turned his head away: “Already pregnant, and now it’s so big, it’s impossible to abort. If you don’t want it, I’ll raise it myself.”

He paused and said: “If you want it… we’ll get married, and register the child.”

Wen Chu was even dizzier.

What is this? Shotgun marriage?

Is there such a good thing?

Wen Chu felt he might still be dreaming.

Wen Chu dizzily adhered to his persona: “I can’t go back to reality with you.”

Hearing this, Xiu turned back and raised an eyebrow at Wen Chu.

Little bastard, still pretending at this time.

He didn’t expose him, fearing Wen Chu would be ashamed enough to run away after he said it. Thinking it wouldn’t be too late to talk after getting out, he said to Wen Chu: “We’ll see. Speaking of returning to reality, think carefully again, what is your obsession?”

Wen Chu blinked.

Wen Chu looked down at his flat belly: “Does being hungry really not count as an obsession?”

Xiu: …

Xiu sighed helplessly: “Wait a moment, I’ll ask the servants to serve food now. You lost a lot of blood today; you must indeed be hungry.”

If time wasn’t frozen during the punishment time, with Wen Chu messing around like this, the wound would probably have split directly.

Hearing Xiu’s words, Wen Chu remembered he got injured today. He nodded vigorously and emphasized: “Okay, I’m in a lot of pain.”

Xiu: …

Yesterday he slashed Wen Shuhua, today he slashed Wen Yan. Now no one in the Wen family dared to neglect this Little Young Master. In just a moment, various dishes were brought into the room like flowing water.

Eating his meal, Wen Chu asked Xiu puzzledly: “Why must you ask about my obsession?”

Xiu was also eating slowly and explained to him: “Because the illusion is generated by the fierce ghost’s obsession. I have already investigated the Wen family’s secrets clearly and know the method to become the array eye. Now we need to exit the illusion faster; the quickest entry point is to figure out your obsession.”

“Method to become the array eye?” Wen Chu’s eyes lit up, attracted by the first half of Xiu’s sentence, “What is it?”

Xiu didn’t think much and said truthfully: “The Rebirth Grand Array is laid out at the heart of the capital. The so-called array eye requires a guardian ghost who can enter the array alone, suppress the ghosts wanting to wreak havoc, and stabilize the array’s energy.”

“This ghost must be powerful and steadfast in mind, able to stick to the post in the grand array even enduring long loneliness and pain for thousands of years.”

Xiu sneered as he spoke.

“However, of course, there are also backups to prevent the array eye from escaping.”

“Just dig out the array eye’s internal organs and bones, bury them separately in various parts of the grand array to form a Soul-Binding Array. As long as the array eye escapes, it will instantly vanish into smoke.”

Wen Chu was dumbfounded: “The Celestial Master Association is so vicious?”

“More than that.” Xiu lowered his eyes, “They are even more ruthless to themselves.”

He stopped here and said no more. Wen Chu dared not ask more for fear of exposing himself, holding the bowl to continue eating.

Xiu lost his appetite. For the sake of the child in his belly, he forced himself to eat a few more mouthfuls before putting down the bowl.

He looked at the white-haired teenager concentrating on eating in front of him.

From eight to eighteen, never lived a normal day, had his thoracic vertebra cut out by his biological sister, and finally was made into a fierce ghost alive.

Treated so inhumanely, after being provoked by him, Wen Chu actually shed tears because he couldn’t eat a croissant.

…Why so stupid.

Such a stupid ghost, exactly what kind of obsession made his resentment linger in this old Wen residence for hundreds of years without dissipating?

Xiu was somewhat puzzled, but mostly sighing.

He probably guessed the reason Wen Chu could escape.

His earring could contain and bind wronged souls, refined based on the principle of the Soul-Binding Array. That was why Xiu could figure out what the Celestial Master Association did back then in just a few days.

And Wen Chu cut out his own thoracic vertebra; the Soul-Binding Array was missing a small piece.

Looking at Wen Yan’s attitude, she probably didn’t mention this matter at all. The people of the Celestial Master Association back then produced a defective magic array just like that, leading to Wen Chu’s escape a hundred years later.

Xiu thought for a moment and said to Wen Chu: “Continue doing it tonight?”

“Ah?!” Wen Chu was so shocked he almost dropped his chopsticks.

He looked Xiu up and down, his gaze lingering on the hem of Xiu’s black robe for a moment before hesitantly saying: “You aren’t feeling well…?”

Realizing what Wen Chu was referring to, Xiu gritted his teeth: “No.”

Was he that thirsty? Becoming like that today was all because Wen Chu messed around.

Xiu explained: “Every time after doing it with you, the fetus in my abdomen gets a bit bigger. I think your ghost qi can make the fetus grow quickly.”

Wen Chu asked cautiously: “So, you want to give birth today?”

It wasn’t impossible. He was mainly afraid that after Xiu discovered he was pregnant with air, he would slash him too.

Xiu was ashamed to the point of clenching his palms tightly, expressionless on his face: “The sooner the better.”

Wen Chu’s brain spun fast, starting to think of countermeasures.

He spoke hesitantly: “But… if it’s born now, we’ll have to carry the baby all the time. If we really have to stay here for ten years, won’t it affect movement even more?”

Xiu paused.

What Wen Chu said made sense.

Observing Xiu’s expression, Wen Chu suggested carefully: “So, how about I look for a way to speed up the time flow, or wait until the ten years are almost over before giving birth?”

Xiu thought for a moment and agreed: “Okay.”

Although the pregnant belly already hindered movement somewhat, a ball being carried was obviously easier to manage than a ball that would cry, fuss, and run around after being born.

At worst, he would just move less in the future.

Now that Wen Chu wasn’t blocking him anymore, he could also solve it himself behind Wen Chu’s back.

Thinking this, Xiu’s face couldn’t help but start burning.

To cover it up, he lowered his head and shoveled a mouthful of rice again: “…Let’s eat. It’s too late. Tomorrow I’ll go capture Wen Yan and Wen Shuhua for questioning again. You also think carefully about what other resentments you have.”

Wen Chu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled obediently: “Okay.”

After answering, he went to frantically ping the system.

[Can the patch from the last world that made Xiu think he really gave birth still be used?]

The system answered immediately: [Impossible, don’t even think about it.]

Wen Chu: [QAQ]

The system held its bottom line for the first time: [Impossible. If I give it to you, you’ll drag Xiu to carry the egg for ninety-nine years again.]

Wen Chu was guilty: [At most ten years…]

He just wanted to stay with Xiu a bit longer.

The system was cold: [Rejected. I’m already ruined. If you want to play messy things with Xiu, talk to him clearly yourself. Don’t come to me for cheat codes to play sadomasochistic deep love.]

It’s not like Xiu wouldn’t agree.

The system saw very clearly from a god’s perspective.

From Xiu’s perspective, it was just picking up a pitiful little thing every time, raising him until getting explosively fucked pregnant. But it wasn’t a big deal; the pitiful little thing was still a pitiful little thing.

How come from Wen Chu’s perspective, it became a peerless love of sadomasochistic deep love and unattainable love?

It was just spoiling him too much. Since Wen Chu started learning literature with Xiu this time, the system decided to harden its heart and let Wen Chu learn the art of language properly.

Wen Chu QAQ’ed for a long time, but the system didn’t reply.

Seeing the system was really determined, Wen Chu had to settle for the second best: [Then is there a way to speed up the time flow? Really letting Xiu be pregnant for ten years, he will definitely sense something wrong.]

The system was shocked by the shocking behavior of “pregnant for ten years,” then said: [Yes, it’s just an illusion. You can speed up the time flow yourself; this is your illusion.]

Hearing this, Wen Chu’s eyes lit up: [I’ll try!]

At this time, both he and Xiu had finished eating, washed up, and were ready to sleep.

Wen Chu huddled beside Xiu, trying to merge his ghost qi with the illusion to accelerate the flow of time.

The next moment, the sun rose at a visible speed. The illusion, which was just night, instantly became bright daylight.

Xiu frowned, opened his eyes slowly, and paused upon seeing Wen Chu sitting at the head of the bed with open eyes: “You didn’t sleep?”

“No.” Wen Chu said hurriedly, “I already woke up. I just—just sat for a while.”

Xiu nodded, suspecting nothing. After putting on clothes, he said: “I’ll go bind Wen Yan and Wen Shuhua over. If you’re sleepy, sleep a bit longer. When you wake up, review yesterday’s lessons. After I finish interrogating them, I’ll continue teaching.”

Wen Chu nodded, instructing Xiu: “Be careful.”

Xiu put on his sword, donned the black robe, covering the somewhat exaggerated pregnant belly, and became that cold, handsome blond celestial master again.

He chuckled lightly: “Don’t worry, the ghosts in this illusion can’t hurt me.”

Confident and flamboyant.

Truly worthy of being the number one genius in a hundred years whom even the appointed chairman had to respect three points.

Wen Chu was inevitably attracted by Xiu completely, staring at Xiu until he left before remembering to ask the system.

[Why didn’t the time acceleration take me?] Wen Chu felt wronged, [It passed before I even slept.]

The system was helpless: [Did you only use your ghost qi to push the illusion and forgot yourself?]

Wen Chu paused: [Seems so.]

System: [Stupid.]

If not taught, won’t know; where did this little dummy come from.

Wen Chu, unaware that he was already bound to the word “dummy” in the system’s eyes, started trying again.

Practice makes perfect. This time he finally succeeded.

Time in the illusion began to flow accelerated.

Xiu bound Wen Shuhua and Wen Yan over, but even after hacking them into pieces, he didn’t get any other clues about the illusion.

Wen Shuhua, anxious from being hacked, pointed at Wen Chu and yelled at Xiu: “He is the owner of this illusion; he trapped us here! Kill him! Kill him! If you kill him, we can all get out!!”

Answering him was another expressionless sword strike from Xiu.

After confirming that Wen Shuhua and Wen Yan had no information to be squeezed out, Xiu even took Wen Chu to find the dying Old Master Wen and the orchard handyman Xiao Yu. Besides knowing that Wen Xiao Yu helped Wen Chu within his capacity at Old Master Wen’s request, there were still no gains.

And Xiu couldn’t possibly lay a hand on Wen Chu.

The progress of escaping the illusion stagnated like this.

But fortunately, there was no danger. At most, the pregnant body was more sensitive. Xiu didn’t have much trouble solving it himself behind Wen Chu’s back.

Wen Chu began the unpretentious life of studying with Xiu, looking for clues with Xiu, and watching Xiu whimper his name while touching himself through the system screen day after day.

He wanted to help Xiu, but he was afraid he would enter Xiu while helping.

According to the previous progress, if he did it with Xiu once more, Xiu would give birth.

Then his lie would be discovered.

Consequences of his own lies could only be borne by himself. The third time Wen Chu watched Xiu touching himself, he chose to use ghost qi to help Xiu a little.

As for how Xiu, who specifically chose a remote room to hide from him, turned angry from shame and panicked after discovering the ghost qi following like a shadow, that was a little surprise beyond Wen Chu’s expectations.

Anyway, it was delicious.

Ten years passed in a flash under the accelerated flow.

In Xiu’s view, he really carried a pregnant belly for ten years.

Wen Chu reached “eighteen years old” in the illusion.

He was taught well by Xiu, seriously following Xiu to read poetry and books, and practice spells.

Although he didn’t understand most books well, he could memorize them at a glance. Xiu didn’t force him to understand completely, only saying to memorize them and he would understand slowly later.

The only drawback was probably that they still had no clue how to leave the illusion.

Tomorrow was his birthday.

Also the day the Celestial Master Association would take him away to be the array eye.

Xiu and Wen Chu sat on the bed. Habitually holding his lower abdomen, he frowned and said: “Tomorrow the Celestial Master Association comes to pick you up. I’ll just snatch you away directly; don’t know if this is feasible.”

One of the clearance conditions back then was to let Wen Chu live to eighteen.

Wen Chu yawned, burrowing into the quilt in a daze: “It’s okay. If we really can’t get out, I’ll commit suicide to let you out…”

Before he finished speaking, he was scared by Xiu’s cold look.

Wen Chu raised his hands in surrender sheepishly: “I won’t commit suicide; I definitely won’t let you be a widower.”

Only then did Xiu look away from him: “You’d better not.”

He looked down, stroking his belly, bringing up another topic: “Since it ends tomorrow, tonight shall we… do it?”

Wen Chu jolted awake.

“Now?” Wen Chu wanted to drag it out, “Will it cause too much damage to your body now…”

“Wen Chu.” Xiu raised an eyebrow, directly grabbed his collar, held his belly, and straddled him.

“Five years ago I told you to do it, just in time for the child to be five and understand things. You said raising a child is too hard. One year ago I told you to do it, you said a one-year-old is too ignorant. A month ago I told you to do it, you said you weren’t ready.”

“Now, the illusion might end tomorrow. Are you planning to drag it to the outside, in the wilderness, giving birth with the sky as curtain and earth as mat?”

Blocked by the pregnant belly, Xiu could only drag Wen Chu’s collar, both ashamed and annoyed.

“That’s not what your ghost qi said when it came to find me every day.”

He avoided Wen Chu to touch himself, but because the belly was too big to reach, he could only use fingers to soothe the rear shallowly every time, then rub against the ground to barely soothe the restless body.

But Wen Chu was good. Since discovering he touched himself, he directly filled him with ghost qi.

Filled him up, yet didn’t give him a bit of ghost qi, only messing him up until he was a mess and couldn’t muster the strength to touch himself anymore.

Until now, Wen Chu’s ghost qi was still inside him.

Yet acting like Liuxiahui (a man known for not being tempted by lust) with him at this time.

Wen Chu trembled, wanting to cry but having no tears: “Listen to my explanation…”

Xiu huffed coldly, giving Wen Chu no chance to explain, pinching Wen Chu’s cheek and said: “Cry for me. Do it now.”

Meeting Xiu’s gaze, Wen Chu knew he couldn’t muddle through today.

He blinked and whispered: “Then… the situation tomorrow is critical. Shall I give the baby to Xiao Yu to look after in advance tonight?”

Xiu thought for a moment: “Okay.”

He had no obsession with the child. He was willing to carry it for so long only because it was Wen Chu’s and couldn’t be aborted easily.

Also partly because these ten years seemed to pass exceptionally fast; Xiu felt it was just a blink of an eye and ten years had passed.

But recalling carefully, things in the ten years were vivid in his mind.

Now that Wen Chu proposed to give it to others to care for, he naturally wouldn’t stop it.

Just remember to take the brat along when leaving the illusion.

Thinking this, Xiu started unbuttoning his clothes cleanly and patted Wen Chu’s pretty little face gently.

He had raised Wen Chu to be much healthier. The cheeks finally had some childish soft flesh like outside the illusion.

No matter how many times he looked, Xiu would lose his mind for a moment because of this face.

“Romantic Ghost.” He whispered.

Sticking out his belly, the blond celestial master lowered his head and bit Wen Chu’s cheek, leaving a tooth mark on it.

Being bullied for ten years, he ultimately just took a bite on Wen Chu’s face.

“Cry.” Xiu said.

Wen Chu blinked and tried hard to squeeze out a teardrop.

[You have violated the Little Young Master’s taboo]

[Remaining punishment time: 23:59:59]