Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I chose a popular research topic for the Joyful Union Sect.

The second-ranked disciple of the Heartless Path: Yun Shen.

Chen Heng lowered his gaze. “Why him? Do you two have a history?”

You could say that.

The top two students were always at each other’s throats.

For three hundred years, Yun Shen and I had been fighting over the single slot for early graduation.

If I had to screw someone over, it might as well be him.

Chen Heng told me to finalize my thesis title.

The next step was the proposal defense.

“What? There’s a proposal defense? Can’t I just go straight for it?”

“We are a formal academic discipline. Your proposal must be no less than ten thousand words.”

My face went dark.

I thought studying at the Joyful Union Sect would be more interesting than the Heartless Path.

Why was it still the same old routine of writing reports and giving PPT presentations?

After three months of work, my report was criticized until it was worth less than the paper it was written on.

“Is this your idea of ‘108 Forced-Play Techniques’?”

My professional advantage was that my combat power was quite high.

What man couldn’t I take down by force?

Chen Heng slapped my report against my chest.

His fingertips tapped lightly against the paper, right over my heart.

“We are here to win hearts, not to use force.”

Then I had no advantage at all.

I pursed my lips and stared at him, sinking into a melancholy mood.

It was only after starting my graduate studies at the Joyful Union Sect that I learned Chen Heng was the sect’s ‘solitary flower on a high mountain.’

All the senior sisters loved to crowd around him to ask questions.

And while he was gentle in his dealings with others, he wasn’t easy to get close to.

I almost started doubting my own memory.

The man who used to lie on my bed in thin robes, using every trick to seduce me…

Now, he acted practically asexual.

“I know what you’re thinking. Little Junior Sister, stop pining for me and focus on your studies.”

As Chen Heng brushed past me, his lips curled into a faint, knowing smile.

Sure enough, everyone in the Joyful Union Sect was wicked; they didn’t let their hearts be moved at all.

I saw Yun Shen again in the alchemy lab.

I was in the middle of brewing a Joyful Union Sect potion.

Chen Heng had stepped out halfway through.

Yun Shen pushed the door open and walked in. He was injured, clutching his abdomen, drenched in cold sweat, his lips pale.

I saw this and thought: what a godsent opportunity.

Even if my proposal hadn’t been approved yet, I could ‘open’ him first.

I quickly supported his waist and let him lean into my arms.

I pressed my palm against his lower abdomen, circulating spiritual energy to heal him.

Yun Shen squeezed his eyes shut and let out a muffled groan of pain, burying his head in the crook of my neck.

“Senior Sister, don’t! This monster carries a heat toxin… I need… medicine.”

His voice was intermittent.

All I heard was ‘don’t’ one second and ‘I need’ the next.

Yun Shen pushed me away with force and slumped onto the floor.

He tilted his head back, his chest heaving incessantly.

“I don’t need your healing.” His eyes were slightly red, flashing with anger. “Senior Sister, the medicine.”

He was such a drama queen.

I knew he just wanted it.

I looked up at the lab’s surveillance camera.

Yun Shen, don’t blame me later. You’re the one who asked for this.