The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

The night was bright and the stars were few. Xie Linchen came to Wen Yubai's courtyard again.

He is not an indecisive person; when he is confused, he wants to find the answer.

The simplest and most direct method is soul searching.

As a Mahayana cultivator with the Soul Searching Golden Core, he could do so silently, trying his best not to cause Wen Yubai any pain.

He wanted to find out what his eldest disciple was hiding.

Xie Linchen stood in front of the bed, lit a stick of Soul-Sinking Incense, and gazed at Wen Yubai's face amidst the curling smoke.

The young man, who was respectful and polite during the day, now had a furrowed brow and his eyelashes cast an uneasy shadow.

He pressed his finger against Wen Yubai's brow, and spiritual energy seeped into his mind like a gentle stream.

[Warning! Intrusion detected. Defense system activated for the host.]

A completely emotionless system announcement suddenly rang out.

The sudden awakening of Wen Yubai was quickly reversed by the effects of the Soul-Sinking Incense, causing him to fall back asleep.

However, I was unable to fully relax and fell into a deep nightmare.

He returned to the night of the fire, watching the man's departing figure, and chased after him without the slightest hesitation.

"stop!"

In reality, Xie Linchen saw a series of fragmented memories and discovered that Wen Yubai had made things difficult for Chu Mingyuan.

These are all minor, harmless matters, far from warranting murder or death.

However, this indirectly proves that Wen Yubai is not so friendly to Chu Mingyuan.

Will he, as he claims, do his utmost to protect his junior brother?

Just as Xie Linchen was about to explore the memories of Fallen Soul Mountain.

The person on the bed moved, unexpectedly grabbing Xie Linchen's collar.

His fingertips, which he had been holding, fell, and the memory ended.

Xie Linchen opened his eyes and looked down. He saw that the young man had a pale face, red eyes, and unfocused pupils.

It's clear that they're having a nightmare.

He mumbled incoherently, words that Xie Linchen couldn't understand.

Just as Xie Linchen was about to push him away, the man exerted tremendous force and pinned him back onto the bed.

The young man lunged forward, but Xie Linchen easily caught his fist just as it was about to strike.

He could have easily used a burst of spiritual energy to knock Wen Yubai away.

But when his gaze fell on that face, he hesitated.

His eyes, nose, lips... even the mole on his collarbone were all visible.

In the dim light and the swirling scent of incense, the face became clearer than ever before.

Her pale face was flushed, and her moist eyes were empty and blank, as if tears might fall at any moment.

Her clothes were half-open during the struggle, revealing her fair skin on her shoulders and neck.

Xie Linchen did not move.

He simply watched quietly, letting the hand struggle in his palm, letting the body rise and fall with each breath.

He never cared about others; even his senior brother, the sect leader, once joked, "In your eyes, aren't all people the same?"

But now, a strange thought has arisen in his mind.

I want to see him cry.

I didn't want him to be really sad and cry.

This conflicting emotion left him somewhat dazed.

He restrained Wen Yubai with one hand and placed the other hand on the back of his neck.

The skin beneath my fingertips was burning hot, and my pulse was pounding rapidly and erratically, like a trapped sparrow.

Xie Linchen released gentle spiritual energy, which flowed slowly into his body through his meridians, clearing the blockages.

This made Wen Yubai feel comfortable, and she gradually calmed down and stopped struggling. She fell onto Xie Linchen and fell into a deep sleep.

It was unclear whether the Soul-Sinking Incense was too potent or whether Wen Yubai's hand remained firmly gripping his collar.

That's it.

Xie Linchen maintained this almost embracing posture until the sky began to lighten before quietly withdrawing and leaving.

Not long after Xie Linchen left, Wen Yubai woke up.

I feel refreshed and have not had such a good night's sleep in a long time.

A faint, cool fragrance lingered around my nose, like a refreshing breeze blowing through the mountains after the first snowfall.

He sniffed it; the source was right on his bed, and it seemed to be the strongest on his body.

strangeness.

Someone invaded your consciousness last night, but luckily I set up an emergency defense program beforehand, otherwise you would have been exposed.

"What?"

188 snorted.

[Don't worry, he only saw the original owner's memories. However, the part where you kicked Chu Mingyuan and caused him to fall off the cliff almost exposed you, but luckily he stopped halfway through.]

Wen Yubai pondered, "The only one capable of searching souls on Qingheng Peak should be Xie Linchen. I'm afraid he's already become suspicious of me."

Anyway, according to the plot, he would have suspected you of killing Chu Mingyuan anyway, so don't do anything unnecessary and just follow the storyline.

Remember, don't develop any undue interest in the protagonist or attempt to pursue her without authorization.

188 has seen too many love-struck hosts fall in love with the protagonist of their world and then act like they're dying, refusing to leave.

I'm warning you again: although the protagonist is excellent, he's taken advantage of the world's most desirable women, and they won't get away with it.

Wen Yubai said that the system didn't need to worry about this, and he wouldn't have any extra thoughts about the protagonists.

He doesn't like men at all.

Wen Yubai's reliable demeanor reassured 188, who then instructed him to follow the plot and went back to hibernation without a care in the world.

As the morning bell rang, Wen Yubai appeared precisely at Xie Linchen's courtyard gate.

For the past seven days, it has been the same—bowing, greeting, behaving respectfully, speaking humbly, and not saying a word that should not be said.

If his master was not present, he would leave quietly and never linger.

Less contact, less accidents.

Today was no exception; just as he was about to turn around, the courtyard gate suddenly opened.

Xie Linchen walked out.

He stood in the morning light, his robes spotless, his gaze fixed on his apprentice.

Unlike the disheveled look of that day, Wen Yubai's hair was now perfectly tied up.

"Do you harbor resentment towards your teacher?"

He resented that he hadn't taken care of him or taught him.

"No, this disciple has never harbored any dissatisfaction with Master." Wen Yubai's bowing posture remained perfectly composed.

Surprised and bewildered, he thought he had done enough, greeting her every day and speaking softly—wasn't this the proper way to show admiration?

Is it because it's happening too frequently and disturbing Master's cultivation?

Xie Linchen stepped forward. "Is that so?"

As the shadows fell, Wen Yubai's back tensed. "Yes, disciple has always admired Master and taken Master as his role model, and has never harbored any resentment."

Xie Linchen looked at his lowered head, but fragments of memories from the Soul Searching technique surfaced in his mind.

lie.

The young man standing here now is aloof and distant, a stark contrast to the disheveled and flushed man of that night.

Xie Linchen suddenly raised his hand, his fingertips brushing against the hair ornament, "This jade hairpin..."

Wen Yubai froze.

"It's crooked."