Chapter 2: Logging In Elsewhere

"???"

"Where's my house?"

Chen Mo sat dumbfounded on the bed, his eyes blankly scanning his surroundings.

He only remembered tripping by accident, and then he didn't know anything… The next time he opened his eyes, he had arrived in this unfamiliar room.

The room's decor looked like a set from a period drama.

A large rosewood bed with carved flowers, an inlaid jade eight-treasure screen, and not far away on the tea table sat a white porcelain incense burner, wisps of pale smoke curling upward.

"Probably got up too fast. A restart should fix it."

So Chen Mo lay back down.

Close eyes, open.

Close again, open again.

His eyes were practically doing double-blink, but the scene remained unchanged.

"……"

Chen Mo's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed.

Judging by the current situation, he'd most likely been solo-killed by a power strip, and transmigrated to another world.

"Transmigration"—the word was not unfamiliar to Chen Mo. Like everyone else, he had once fantasized about barging into another world to experience a completely different life.

But when it actually happened, his heart was filled with disoriented bewilderment.

"Good thing I bought insurance earlier. If it's an accidental death, Mom, as the beneficiary, can get a big payout—enough for the two of them to live out their retirement in comfort…"

"Hope I died peacefully, don't scare Mom…"

"Crap, I haven't deleted my browsing history yet!"

Chen Mo's mind was a mess.

Just then, a burst of footsteps cut through his tangled thoughts.

He looked up and saw a graceful figure emerge from behind the screen.

An oval face, peach-blossom eyes, a slender waist, a buxom chest.

A gown of watery green gauze wrapped her voluptuous figure; a silver hairpin with entwined-branch motifs pinned up her black hair; her pink cheeks were like peach blossoms just blooming; the shifting glances in her eyes were absolutely captivating.

Chen Mo reckoned he'd seen plenty of beauties—at least a few dozen "goddesses" he followed on social apps—but those were all through a screen, layered with makeup, beauty filters, and effects.

Compared with the vivid, living beauty before him, they all paled in comparison.

Their eyes met.

"Sir, you're awake?"

The woman's voice was soft and sweet, tugging at the heartstrings.

"Mm."

Chen Mo gave a brief reply.

Until he figured out the situation, he figured it best to speak as little as possible.

The woman sighed and said softly, "Sir, you usually come to the Music Bureau to share tea and listen to music with me, and we chat so happily. Today, before a single song was done, you dropped off to sleep… Have you found a new love, and grown tired of me?"

Music Bureau?

Isn't that the legendary "official kiln"!

Sounds like the two of them were close—the previous owner should have been a regular here… Damn it, why hasn't the memory merged yet? I don't even know her name!

Thinking of this, Chen Mo felt a throbbing pain in his head and held his forehead with a pained expression.

Seeing this, the woman swayed her waist over, her slender hand gently pressing his temples. "Alright, it was just a joke. I know you're busy with official duties, but you still need a balance of work and rest—don't wear yourself out."

"Tsk, this girl's quite considerate."

"Looks like a civil-servant start. Wonder what rank?"

Chen Mo mused to himself.

Maybe it was her good technique—the headache really had eased quite a bit.

Now the two of them were very close. Staring at that incomparably gorgeous face, Chen Mo felt parched, unable to tear his gaze away.

The woman lowered her head, bashful, and said, "Why does Sir look at me this way?"

"Because you're beautiful."

Chen Mo unconsciously spoke his mind.

A blush rose on the woman's pretty face. After a moment's hesitation, she said softly, "Actually… I've admired Sir for a long time, but I've always been too shy to say it."

"If you don't refuse me, I'm willing to offer myself. Would you be willing to take me as your first?"

As she spoke, she reached to untie the sash at her waist.

Her gown slipped down, revealing a close-fitting pink undergarment.

Her delicate skin was dazzlingly white, her slender waist looked as if it couldn't withstand a single grasp, forming a stark contrast with her weighty jade rabbits; a deep cleavage was faintly visible at the neckline.

Chen Mo: (⊙ˍ⊙)?

Isn't this way too sudden?

His mind was a bit dazed.

"Why won't Sir speak? Do you find me distasteful?"

The woman leaned gently into his embrace. Through the thin undergarment, he could clearly feel two soft mounds like clouds.

Chen Mo took a deep breath.

But facts proved—

Any man with normal orientation, faced with such an absolute beauty, probably couldn't restrain himself. And he was just an ordinary mortal—no need to hold himself to a saint's standards.

Besides, this was the Music Bureau. In a sense, it counted as going along with local customs.

After bracing himself, Chen Mo flipped up and pressed her down onto the bed in one motion.

The woman's voice trembled slightly. "This humble one is still a maiden—please, my lord, have mercy…"

A surge of heat shot through Chen Mo's chest, his desire flooding like a breached dam.

Every thought was shattered to pieces; in his mind only one notion remained—to strip this fox-like seductress apart and thrash her mercilessly!

Just then, another wave of splitting head pain struck.

Like a blow to the head, his vision went black and he nearly fainted.

The pain temporarily smothered his desire. When Chen Mo came back to himself, his sight was somewhat blurry, and a dense swarm of black dots floated before his eyes.

He focused, and the dots gradually sharpened into lines of tiny script:

Name: Chen Mo

Title: None

Realm: Rank 7 Mortal Fetus · Tendon-Transforming Realm

Cultivation Technique: Hunyuan Body-Forging Art · Minor Mastery (185/1000)

Martial Skills:

Blazing Flame Eight Slashes · Minor Mastery (96/100)

Wind-Thunder Soar · Proficient (73/100)

Divine Ability: None

True Spirit: 0

……

Staring at that oddly familiar UI screen, Chen Mo finally realized—he had transmigrated into the world of *Jue Xian*!

At the same time, streams of memory images flooded into his mind.

He finally sorted out his own identity.

An early-game villain—a Squad Commander of the Tianlin Guard, Chen Mo!

Because they shared the same name, he had a deep impression of this fellow.

His father held the post of Right Vice Censor-in-Chief, a Rank 3 (Official), wielding great power and prestige, commanding the court's attention.

His mother was no less impressive—she was the daughter of the Sect Master of "Yanyu Pavilion," her martial realm extremely high, already having entered the Grandmaster realm.

A noble status, with reach in both the righteous and the underworld.

Apart from a few troublesome figures, one could say he walked sideways through Ducheng!

Yet his predecessor had not the slightest self-awareness of a spoiled scion; instead of thinking about how to squander the family fortune, he insisted on a pure romance with a top courtesan.

He ran to the Jiaofang Office every two or three days, fawning over her in every way.

To prove his sincerity, he even went so far as to tear up the marriage contract the ancestors had arranged.

In the end, he was instead plotted against by the other party, implanted with a "Heart-Devouring Gu," reduced to a puppet under her control, and ultimately dragged the entire Chen family down with him……

……

Just today, his predecessor publicly tore up the marriage letter, then rushed to the Jiaofang Office to confess to Gu Manzhi.

Before he could even speak, he was drugged into unconsciousness.

He should have merely fallen into a coma, but some mishap caused his soul to scatter.

Then Chen Mo's soul transmigrated over, logging in from afar, a seamless fit……

"Sun-drying peppercorns at the neighbor's door—numbed the next house over!"

"Isn't it just using a cheat? Was that worth going this hard on me?!"

Chen Mo took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

"I remember that to implant the Heart-Devouring Gu, the target must be in a state where the essence barrier has slipped and the mind is dazed."

"From the looks of it, she probably hasn't had time to plant the gu yet."

Thinking of this, he let out a temporary breath of relief.

He lowered his head to look at that fox-like seductress.

He hadn't thought along those lines before, but now with the mental expectation, a closer look indeed revealed a resemblance to her in-game character portrait.

Gu Manzhi, one of the female leads.

The top courtesan of the Jiaofang Office, ranked fifth on the Absolute Beauty List.

Her qin skills were divine, and she was quite famous throughout Ducheng, with countless admirers.

Yet her true identity was actually the Holy Maiden of the "Moon Huang Sect," her methods unfathomably strange—an extremely dangerous figure!

……

"This humble one is all ready—why does my lord still stand there dazed?"

Gu Manzhi urged him softly.

Staring at that pretty face, Chen Mo's gaze turned icy, and a surge of vicious fury rose in his chest.

If the system panel hadn't suddenly appeared, he likely would have repeated his predecessor's fate!

His predecessor had given her his whole heart, only to end up like that……

A simp deserves no sympathy.

But a bad woman deserves to die just the same!

Chen Mo reached out and gripped that slender neck.

Gu Manzhi still thought he was flirting, her smile growing more bewitching—but as that large hand gradually tightened, she finally sensed something was wrong.

"My lord, what is the matter?"

"This humble one—this humble one can barely breathe…"

Gu Manzhi's face flushed crimson as she struggled in agony.

Chen Mo's gaze was indifferent, without the slightest hesitation, as force erupted from his palm.

Crack!

A sharp sound of something snapping—her neck bent at a grotesque angle!

Gu Manzhi's expression froze, her eyes filled with incomprehension and sorrow, their light fading bit by bit.