In his previous life, Shen Yuan came from a well-off family, considered a small rich second generation. He had two elder brothers who were destined to inherit the family business, and a younger sister who was showered with love. The family had a strong bond.

He had always known that even if he spent his whole life idling around, he wouldn’t lack a meal to eat. Perhaps because he grew up in a relaxed and comfortable environment, without the pressure of competition, he always believed that as long as the total number of competitors exceeded ten, anything within the top ten was considered a good result.

Therefore, he never understood the mentality of scumbag villains like Shen Qingqiu when they willingly courted death.

The original Shen Qingqiu had cultivation, experience, and even pretended to have refined manners. He held a high position and had a good reputation. Being supported by the largest sect in the world, he had no financial worries. So why did he live without any trace of elegance and behave like a resentful mistress causing trouble for the protagonist, a lowly grass-root character? He spent his days plotting ways to scold and abuse the protagonist.

Even if Luo Binghe possessed extraordinary talent and outstanding comprehension, he couldn’t possibly be jealous to this extent, right?

But it wasn’t entirely his fault; blame the author. The villains in this book with their nasty personalities were as common as crucian carp that could be found in every river. However, Shen Qingqiu was one that received more attention and had a distinct lack of refinement.

What could he do about it? The biggest boss in this book was the protagonist himself. How could a mere firefly dare to compete with the brilliance of the sun and the moon?

Being hailed as the “Refined Sword” in the world of cultivation, it was natural that his appearance and temperament wouldn’t be too shabby.

For example, Shen Qingqiu looked left and right, and even when facing a brass mirror that was as dirty as porridge, he was still satisfied with what he saw.

This person had a handsome face, with dark eyebrows and eyes, thin lips, and an air of elegance. In addition, he had a tall and slender figure, qualifying him as a handsome man. Although his real age was uncertain, in this cultivation novel, Shen Qingqiu possessed the mid-level Golden Core stage cultivation, so he maintained a youthful appearance. He was undoubtedly much more attractive than how Shen Yuan imagined him while reading the book.

Although he couldn’t compare to Luo Binghe.

Just thinking about Luo Binghe made Shen Qingqiu’s head ache terribly.

He wanted to go and see Luo Binghe, who was currently locked in the firewood shed, but as soon as he took a step, a piercing warning sound echoed in his mind.

【Warning! OOC Warning! ‘Shen Qingqiu’ does not proactively visit Luo Binghe.】

Shen Qingqiu grumbled, “Fine. Then I’ll send someone to call him over.”

After a moment of thought, he called out, “Ming Fan!”

A young boy of about sixteen immediately entered the room from outside. He was tall and thin, and responded, “Disciple is here. Master, what are your orders?”

Shen Qingqiu couldn’t help but take a closer look at him. He was decent-looking, albeit a bit sharp-faced and monkey-cheeked. In his heart, he sighed with pity: This guy looks like cannon fodder.

This was none other than Shen Qingqiu’s senior disciple and Luo Binghe’s martial brother, Ming Fan.

This was the legendary lowest-level cannon fodder!

Needless to say, whether it was locking Luo Binghe outside the dormitory late at night or intentionally giving him the wrong entry-level manual, Ming Fan was involved in these matters. Whenever Shen Qingqiu felt like messing with Luo Binghe, Ming Fan was always his most reliable assistant and the most active participant.

Considering that this person’s fate in the original work was not much better, Shen Qingqiu couldn’t help but feel a hint of sympathy when looking at his expression. “Go and bring Binghe over.”

Ming Fan couldn’t help but wonder to himself: Whenever Master called Luo Binghe before, he always called him “that little bastard,” “scoundrel,” “this guy,” or “brat.” He rarely called him by his name. Why did he suddenly call him so affectionately?

However, Ming Fan naturally didn’t dare to ask further questions about Master’s instructions. He immediately rushed to the firewood shed and kicked the door twice, shouting, “Come out! Master wants you!”

As Shen Qingqiu paced in the room, he immersed himself in studying the system.

【B-grade, which refers to the style of pretending to be a big shot. The higher the B-grade, the more high-end, atmospheric, and top-notch it is.】

So, how could he improve his B-grade?

【1. Change the idiotic plot and enhance the intelligence of the villains and supporting characters; 2. Avoid the pitfalls; 3. Ensure the satisfaction of the protagonist; 4. Fill in the undisclosed plot.】

Shen Qingqiu carefully analyzed each point.

It meant that not only did he have to clean up the mess caused by the original Shen Qingqiu, who had angered numerous enemies, but he also had to save other characters from creating a mess.

He didn’t even know if he could preserve his own life, yet he had to ensure the hanging and spotlight of the protagonist, as well as not let the number of girls decrease.

The author didn’t fill in those unresolved mysteries, so he had to grab a shovel and fill them in himself.


Xiang Tian, Fei Ji, and Ju Juo have said it before. The goal of this book, “The Way of the Slaughtered Immortal and Demon,” was very clear. Every word written was for one purpose: satisfaction.

Especially when the anti-hero, after turning dark, pretended to be innocent, played the role of a tiger in sheep’s clothing, and enjoyed tormenting the despicable characters, it was absolutely satisfying. That’s why it became so popular, growing longer and longer, even longer than footbinding.

Shen Qingqiu felt a great pressure just from trying to roughly remember the plot. And there were pitfalls everywhere; he couldn’t guarantee to avoid them all!

Shen Qingqiu: “What kind of plot is not idiotic?”

【There are no specific standards; it depends on the subjective feelings of the readers.】

“So, how many points do I need to accumulate before the primary stage tasks are released?”

【It depends on the specific situation. When the requirements are met, the system will automatically release a notification.】

Analyzing specific problems with a one-size-fits-all approach was really versatile. Shen Qingqiu sneered. He heard the sound of the door and turned around, only to see a young boy slowly entering the room.

Although he seemed unsteady on his feet, he still managed to stand upright and respectfully called out, “Master.”

The slight smile that had formed on Shen Qingqiu’s lips froze instantly.

Oh no! With a face that will eventually captivate everyone from elderly grandmothers to newborn infants, this protagonist is bound to be doomed with this appearance!

But even with a face tortured and covered in scars, the protagonist, without a doubt, still exuded the aura of a protagonist!

Luo Binghe’s eyes still shone like morning stars, a tender and handsome young man embryo;

His resolute and humble expression revealed his noble and unyielding character;

His straight back and figure represented his unwavering pride!

In an instant, Shen Qingqiu’s mind overflowed with numerous parallelism sentences and various rhetorical devices, almost slipping out of his mouth!

Fortunately, Shen Qingqiu managed to stop himself in time. He inwardly sighed with relief, realizing how close he was to losing control. The hardware of this protagonist halo was just too powerful to handle!

As Luo Binghe hobbled into the room, struggling to kneel, Shen Qingqiu’s lips twitched. He thought to himself, “I can’t afford to accept your bow. If you bow to me today, who knows if you’ll gouge out my kneecaps in the future.” He immediately stopped him and said, “No need.”

With a wave of his hand, he threw a small bottle to him and sarcastically remarked, “This is medicine. Don’t let others see it, or they might think I mistreat my disciples at Qing Jing Peak.”

Shen Qingqiu quickly got into character. While taking the daring step of giving him medicine, he chose a rather malicious attitude, which was consistent with Shen Qingqiu’s hypocritical nature of doing bad things while fearing detection.

As expected, the system didn’t issue an OOC warning, and Shen Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Binghe originally thought that Master called him over to continue “educating” him. He never expected to be given medicine. He was momentarily stunned but then respectfully received the small bottle, expressing his sincere gratitude, “Thank you, Master, for the medicine.”

At this moment, Luo Binghe appeared particularly youthful, with a genuine and warm smile, like the rising sun. Shen Qingqiu stared at him for a moment before turning away.

In the early stages before he turned dark, this male lead was definitely a well-behaved and righteous young man. Give him a little sunshine, and he would radiate; give him one point, and he would return ten. Calling him a little lamb wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

Luo Binghe happily responded, “Disciple will work even harder in the future and not disappoint Master.”

Uh, no, if you work harder, I’m afraid your original Master will be truly disappointed…

If Shen Qingqiu hadn’t read “The Way of the Slaughtered Immortal and Demon,” he would have felt heartbroken and shed tears of sympathy for Luo Binghe. However, he had experienced firsthand the rich and colorful psychological activities of Luo Binghe after he turned dark. Based on his observations, no matter how pitiable Luo Binghe seemed now, he would become ruthless and cruel when he trampled on others in the future. He appeared gentle on the surface but contemplated how to torture and skin people alive in his heart.

【Luo Binghe smiled and said, “For the humiliations I’ve suffered before, I will repay them a hundredfold today. Those who hurt my limbs will have their own limbs broken, their bones crushed, and their ashes scattered."】

↑ Excerpt from “The Way of the Slaughtered Immortal and Demon”

Later, he really turned Shen Qingqiu into a human stick.

Shen Qingqiu sat in the sandalwood chair and spoke in a tone that was not overly intimate, saying, “Binghe, how is your progress with the foundational technique?”

The sound of “Binghe” sent shivers down his own spine. Luo Binghe’s back also visibly shuddered, but he still showed a slightly shy smile and said, “Disciple is still… not quite grasping it.”

Of course. Holding a fake foundational technique, it’s a wonder he didn’t go mad. Shen Qingqiu roared internally, “Young man, follow me! Let your master teach you the correct foundational technique!”

The warning alarm continued to blare. Shen Qingqiu said to the system, “I was just thinking. I know it’s against the rules!”

Continuing, he casually said, “As your master, I’m punishing you today out of impatience. After all, time waits for no one. How old are you this year? You’ve been under my tutelage for quite some time now.”

Luo Binghe obediently replied, “Disciple is fourteen years old.”

Oh, fourteen.

In other words, at this point, Shen Qingqiu and Luo Binghe, master and disciple, had already experienced incidents such as the kneeling punishment at the mountain gate, the group fight at Qing Jing Peak, the “defiance” of the master leading to getting beaten up, the punishment of labor after breaking a magical artifact… and many other glorious achievements. [Hand waving goodbye]

Shen Qingqiu covered his forehead and waved his hand at him, saying, “…I just want some peace and quiet.”