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

As night deepened, Ye Lanxuan leaned against the window, toying with a blood-red jade pendant in his hand.

"Your senior brother Wen prepared a special gift for you yesterday."

Chu Mingyuan paused in wiping the Cangyue Sword.

"He switched your pills, thanks to me..." Ye Lanxuan chuckled, tossing the jade pendant in one hand.

"Tsk tsk, you didn't see what he looked like in the cold pool just now."

The man touched his chin with his other hand and said something cryptic.

Before he could finish speaking, someone grabbed him by the collar.

"What did you do to him!"

A bloodshot tinge appeared in Chu Mingyuan's eyes.

Ye Lanxuan easily broke free and straightened his clothes.

"It's just letting him suffer for his own good. What, you can't bear to see your enemy suffer?"

Chu Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately.

His voice was hoarse: "He can only die by my hand."

Ye Lanxuan raised an eyebrow and looked him up and down.

He found Chu Mingyuan dying at the bottom of the cliff, and the hatred burning in his eyes at that time was so pure it was terrifying.

Now, something else has mixed into this flame. When he mentioned the words "Senior Brother Wen," the tremor in the boy's pupils was unmistakable.

Why?

He said that Senior Brother Wen had a handsome appearance.

Besides his poison, this lustful nature is also a weakness. Fortunately, there are a few people in the Demon Sect who are good at skinning and making puppets, so it is easy to make a few similar "Wen Yubai".

Ye Lanxuan was pondering how to better control Chu Mingyuan and make him work for him, while Chu Mingyuan was also thinking about this Demon Lord.

have a finger in the pie.

What savior?

It was nothing more than a demonic cultivator who was forced to use demonic techniques and then controlled with deadly poison because it was profitable to force him to do so while he was on the verge of death.

Just wait, it'll kill you sooner or later.

Chu Mingyuan selectively forgot that it was he who agreed to let Ye Lanxuan teach him demonic arts and cultivate Yin Sha Qi in order to regain his strength and become a demonic cultivator.

He somehow found his way to Wen Yubai's residence.

The room was empty, and the bed was so neatly made that it looked like no one had ever slept there.

After some thought, knowing his senior brother's personality, he might go to see their master, so he headed to Qingfeng Courtyard.

The door to Qingfeng Courtyard was ajar, and Wen Yubai was sitting alone in the hall, his plain white robe loosely draped over his body.

He rested his chin on his hand and closed his eyes for a short nap.

Chu Mingyuan had never seen him in such a languid state before.

"Master?"

Hearing the noise, Wen Yubai suddenly opened his eyes, thinking that Xie Linchen had returned, but it wasn't.

"It's you. What are you doing here?"

"I heard that Senior Brother is injured?" Chu Mingyuan asked, feigning concern as he stepped forward.

Wen Yubai narrowed his eyes: "Who told you that?"

Qingheng Peak is no ordinary peak. Xie Linchen doesn't like crowds, so there aren't many servant disciples there, making it quite deserted.

The only person who knows about the attack is Xie Linchen, and since he's going to the sect leader now, he's unlikely to specifically tell Chu Mingyuan.

Chu Mingyuan changed the subject and did not answer.

"Senior brother, why are you dressed so lightly? Be careful not to catch a cold."

As he spoke, he took off his outer robe and was about to drape it over Wen Yubai's shoulders.

This performance further convinced Wen Yubai that Chu Mingyuan had switched the pills.

"Need not."

Wen Yubai avoided the question, repeatedly saying that he was fine. He tried to push the other person away, but the other person grabbed his wrist.

"You said you were fine," Chu Mingyuan secretly checked Wen Yubai's body, "Your hands are so cold, Senior Brother."

The lingering demonic energy in his meridians made his heart tighten.

This is a difficult situation. He could use his Yin energy to devour the demonic energy, but the two forces are clashing, and if he were to enter rashly, it would only worsen Wen Yubai's injuries.

That's the problem with demonic cultivators; they only know how to kill, not how to save.

There can be strong incompatibilities between different methods of spiritual practice.

Damn Ye Lanxuan.

Wen Yubai tried to pull his hand away, but it was held even tighter.

He looked up and met Chu Mingyuan's unfathomable gaze.

What, is it that you think he hasn't suffered enough and want to add more?

As the two remained locked in a stalemate, a voice came from the doorway.

"What are you doing?"

Chu Mingyuan abruptly released his grip and took a few steps back.

Wen Yubai's wrist was already marked with a ring of red marks, which were particularly glaring.

Xie Linchen returned and coldly glanced at the two of them. When he saw Wen Yubai's collar and wrist, his eyes turned even colder.

"What brings you here so late?" he asked Chu Mingyuan.

"I heard that Senior Brother Wen was injured, so I came to visit him."

Chu Mingyuan answered with his hands hanging down, concealing the complex emotions in his eyes.

He didn't resent his former master, but he also didn't like him.

If Xie Linchen hadn't picked him up from the beggars back then, he would have starved to death on the streets long ago, but his gratitude ended there.

After he joined the sect, he never disciplined him. He even spent more time with Wen Yubai than with his nominal master.

Xie Linchen treated both him and Wen Yubai equally, never sparing either of them any attention. He was either in seclusion cultivating or traveling for training, never fulfilling any of his responsibilities as a master.

At that time, he was sensitive and cautious. When he was bullied by Wen Yubai, he would only endure and back down, unwilling to cause trouble.

Therefore, he did not blame his master; he only resented Wen Yubai. They were brothers who depended on each other for survival, so why did Wen Yubai repeatedly target him and even try to kill him?

"Now that the Immortal Venerable has returned, this disciple will take his leave."

He bowed and turned to leave.

If you get too close to Xie Linchen, who has a powerful cultivation level, you will inevitably discover some flaws.

He also needs to calmly consider what to do next.

He wanted to find out why Wen Yubai treated him this way, and then ruin his good senior brother's reputation and make him suffer a painful death.

Ignoring the slight resistance in his heart, he made this decision in his mind.

Xie Linchen was not a talkative person, and quickly dispelled the remaining demonic energy in Wen Yubai's body.

The whole process took only a few moments.

"Thank you, Master," Wen Yubai bowed respectfully, his voice carrying a distinct distance. "This disciple will take his leave now."

After saying that, he respectfully bowed and thought he should leave quickly, as it was late at night and it wouldn't be good to stay any longer.

His eagerness to leave made Xie Linchen frown slightly.

It was late at night, and it was indeed not advisable to stay any longer, but the young man's attitude of avoiding the situation was inexplicably unpleasant.

"Tomorrow morning," Xie Linchen tapped lightly on the table, "come here to practice your swordsmanship."

"Yes."

The boy in plain clothes left, and he didn't wipe himself clean after falling into the water; there was still some moisture in his hair.

Xie Linchen's fingers had just touched the skin on his wrist, and there was still a trace of coolness left.

Polite, courteous, distant.

This is his assessment of Wen Yubai now.

He could sense the distance between them.

He recalled what Elder He of Danfeng had said to him.

"Yu Bai has been in a bad mood lately. Don't be fooled by his outward strength; he's actually taken all the blame for Ming Yuan's fall off the cliff."

What was his answer at the time?

"Mingyuan is now free of trouble. Besides, a person who cultivates should not be disturbed by trivial matters."

"Hmph," Elder He's beard twitched with anger, "Do you think everyone is as cold-hearted and heartless as you? We're not cultivating the Path of No Emotion, why would we need to sever our seven emotions and six desires?"

"Hey, you should at least show some concern for him. Don't let Yu Bai really drift away from you and go astray."

He recalled that night and Yu Bai's appearance.

Anger, sadness, flushed cheeks, and moist eyes, as if tears were about to fall.

He was surprised by Yu Bai's vulnerability, yet found it hard to explain...

This is the first time I've felt an emotion called heartache.

So, was he crying because of me?

What exactly did he dream about...?