My Omega is a Top Heavenly Master - Chapter 4

The ominous energy around Mrs. Luo, gathered from who knows how many resentments, was something Qin Xiyao could barely withstand at that moment. Before she could move, she was pulled into an embrace.

Mrs. Luo’s nails were sharp, tearing Mu Baicheng’s thin T-shirt. Bl00d stained Mrs. Luo’s fingertips. Faintly, Qin Xiyao heard a sizzling sound, and the ominous energy vanished as if it had encountered its natural enemy.

“She hurt someone!” Someone in the crowd yelled. The old men and women surrounded Mrs. Luo.

“I say, Sister Luo, this is a bit underhanded of you. It’s clearly your husband who was unfaithful, so why are you blaming this young lady?”

“Exactly, Xiao Mu is a good kid. And you’re even taking your anger out on an Omega.”

Mrs. Luo was stunned for a moment. She vaguely remembered what had just happened. Hearing everyone’s accusations, Mrs. Luo’s face darkened as she glared at her drunken husband on the ground and slapped Chen Yao across the face.

“You scoundrel, it’s all your fault! You made me lose so much face. Get home right now! If you dare to do it again, I’ll break your legs!”

Mrs. Luo led her husband away. The elderly men and women all sympathized with Mu Baicheng, but Mrs. Luo was notoriously difficult to deal with. There weren’t many rich people in the old housing district, and Mrs. Luo happened to be one of them. Her husband was famously a kept man, and no one expected him to actually cheat.

“Xiao Mu, are you alright?”

Mu Baicheng gasped. How could she be alright? Mrs. Luo had scratched her back. But being surrounded by so many people, Mu Baicheng also felt uncomfortable.

It was Qin Xiyao who helped her out. “I’ll take her back first.”

The elders felt relieved hearing Qin Xiyao say that. Mu Baicheng wasn’t alone anymore; she had an Omega.

Back home, Qin Xiyao told Mu Baicheng to lie face down on the bed. “Do you have any medicine at home?”

Mu Baicheng hissed. Her shirt was rolled up from below, and the Omega’s fingers touched her spine, sending a shiver through her.

Mu Baicheng swallowed. “No.”

Qin Xiyao sighed. Being poor was one thing, but not even having medicine at home was another. “Sit up.”

Mu Baicheng didn’t understand what Qin Xiyao was going to do. “No, it hurts, I don’t want to move anymore. I’ll just sleep.”

“Get up. I won’t say it a second time.”

The Omega’s cold voice sent a shiver down Mu Baicheng’s spine. She reluctantly propped herself up and sat cross-legged on the bed.

“Take off your clothes.” Qin Xiyao sat opposite her, closing the distance between them. Qin Xiyao was practically leaning into Mu Baicheng’s embrace.

Mu Baicheng was startled and moved back, a little too much, pulling on the wound on her back. “Hiss.”

After a cry of pain, Mu Baicheng still insisted on leaning back. “No, AO…” It hurts so much.

“If you don’t take off your clothes, how can I put medicine on you?”

“There’s no medicine at home…” Before she could finish, Qin Xiyao grabbed the hem of Mu Baicheng’s shirt. Mu Baicheng didn’t feel Qin Xiyao use much force, but the T-shirt was simply torn in half by Qin Xiyao.

Oh my god… Mu Baicheng now truly understood the saying “you get what you pay for.” The quality of a ten-yuan T-shirt was truly concerning.

A chill ran over her body. Mu Baicheng instinctively wrapped her arms around her chest. An Alpha’s chest wasn’t large, and with a black sports bra on, there was nothing appealing about it in Qin Xiyao’s eyes.

“Why are you hiding? Don’t you have any idea about your own figure?” Qin Xiyao said coldly, then grabbed Mu Baicheng’s wrist, and with a slight pull, yanked her hand away. She then burrowed into Mu Baicheng’s embrace.

The moment their bodies touched, Qin Xiyao felt a faint trace of her magical power recover. It was very weak, but it was enough to heal Mu Baicheng’s current injury.

Cool fingertips caressed Mu Baicheng’s wound. With her other hand, she formed a spell, and the magic of recovery, imbued with her power, began to mend Mu Baicheng’s wound. This recovery spell was a bit painful. Mu Baicheng tightened her arms in pain, holding Qin Xiyao tightly.

The fingertips resting on the Alpha’s spine paused. If her previous contact with Mu Baicheng had resulted in a recovery of power like a trickle of water, now it was like a faucet turned on more fully. Could it be that Mu Baicheng needed to actively initiate contact for such an effect?

But that didn’t happen when she protected her downstairs. Thinking about when they were downstairs, both fully clothed. Qin Xiyao had a bolder guess: Could it be that Mu Baicheng needed to actively seek dual cultivation with her? She had never done that with Mu Baicheng in her past life.

They had both agreed to discuss that after the Dao companion ceremony. Thinking about how she had recovered a bit after sleeping embraced with Mu Baicheng last night, could it be… a silver light flashed through her dark eyes.

“Does it hurt a lot?” Qin Xiyao asked calmly, but inwardly, she was a little speechless with this person. How much could a healing spell hurt?

Mu Baicheng gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and nodded. “It hurts so much. I hate pain the most.” Usually, a small bump or bruise would make her hurt for half a day, let alone a cut.

“Hmm, I’ve seen in your TV dramas here that there are very good pain relief methods.” Qin Xiyao retreated from Mu Baicheng’s embrace, her eyes calmly looking at Mu Baicheng.

Mu Baicheng opened her eyes, a little surprised. “When did you watch TV… Mmm.”

Before she could finish, Mu Baicheng’s mouth was covered by Qin Xiyao. The Omega’s lips were cool, the Alpha’s lips hot, ice and fire pressed together.

Magical power flowed through their lips to Qin Xiyao. Qin Xiyao held Mu Baicheng’s head, which was trying to break free, and fiercely sucked once. Qin Xiyao’s eyes opened, her originally black pupils turning entirely silver.

Mu Baicheng’s eyelids grew heavy. So sleepy. This feeling of oxygen deprivation was like being on a high-altitude mountain peak. A few seconds later, Mu Baicheng completely lost consciousness.

Qin Xiyao expressionlessly pushed Mu Baicheng onto the bed. The kiss just now confirmed her suspicions: she needed intimate contact with Mu Baicheng to recover her magical power. Simply like last night wasn’t enough; that only allowed Qin Xiyao to recover less than two years’ worth of power.

But now, a simple touch of lips allowed her to recover ten years of cultivation. But why did Mu Baicheng faint? And this person seemed unwilling. Qin Xiyao glanced at the sleeping Mu Bai, and the silver in her eyes faded.

She removed their clothes, skin touching skin. There was no point in thinking so much. After all, this person was her Dao companion for all lifetimes. Anything that happened was only natural. What did it matter if she was willing or not? Recovering her magical power was the most important thing right now.

••••

When she woke up in the morning, Mu Baicheng was still a bit dazed. When did she fall asleep last night? She was alone in bed. Mu Baicheng sat up, opening her hazy eyes, and saw Qin Xiyao sitting on the windowsill in a white T-shirt, flipping through a feng shui diagram.

The morning breeze ruffled the Omega’s long hair. She was backlit, the morning sun casting a golden glow on her as her legs rested on the windowsill. Mu Baicheng was stunned, understanding why ancient emperors were reluctant to hold morning court. With such beauty, no one would want to let go.

But at this moment, Qin Xiyao was expressionless; everything in the world seemed unable to capture her attention. The sun rose, its light bathing her in a golden sheen. Mu Baicheng couldn’t help but think of the phrase “majestic and solemn.” Qin Xiyao was an unprofane immortal.

“Awake? I’m hungry.” Qin Xiyao closed the book in her hand. With her magical power back, she hardly needed any sleep. She had woken up before dawn.

Mu Baicheng dazedly “oh”-ed and mechanically put on her clothes. “I… I’ll buy breakfast. What do you want to eat?”

Qin Xiyao tilted her head. The breakfast this person bought was very cheap; yesterday it was just soy milk and fried dough sticks. Qin Xiyao had abstained from grains for many years and disliked greasy food. Now that Mu Baicheng brought it up, Qin Xiyao unceremoniously said, “I want to drink tea and have some dim sum.”

“Dim sum?” Mu Baicheng tidied her messy hair. This was Hushi; people here didn’t have the habit of drinking morning tea. Could it be that Qin Xiyao was from the south before she transmigrated?

“Did you live in the south before?” Mu Baicheng paused. “I mean, where you’re from.”

Qin Xiyao shook her head. “I live in the Dao Domain, at the peak of Jianmu.”

“Huh? You live on a tree?” Mu Baicheng asked foolishly.

Qin Xiyao’s expression changed, her black pupils rolling up and down. She casually threw the “Classic of Mountains and Seas” from the table to Mu Baicheng. “Your studies are really poor. It’s hard to imagine you can even cast hexagrams for fortune-telling. Take a good look.”

Mu Baicheng took the book, scratching her head a bit awkwardly. She had always gotten a headache from reading since childhood, but whenever she learned Liuyao, she became energetic. Now that Qin Xiyao had said so, she couldn’t refuse. “Then I’ll find time to read it. I’ll take you out to eat.”

She couldn’t buy southern morning tea at the downstairs breakfast shop. Fortunately, she earned some money yesterday. As long as the meal didn’t exceed fifty yuan, Mu Baicheng would accept it, especially since the money was earned by Qin Xiyao herself.

“Then shall we eat a little less?” Mu Baicheng still felt a bit of a pang. Earning money wasn’t easy now.

Qin Xiyao knew this person was greedy for money, but this money was earned by herself. She just gave her a faint glance and didn’t answer.

Mu Baicheng pouted, knowing she was in the wrong, and sheepishly slipped into the bathroom to wash up.

After they both got ready, just as they were about to leave, the old wooden door emitted the sound of a lock opening. Mrs. Luo entered, leading her “bear son,” Chen Yao.

The moment Chen Yao saw Qin Xiyao, his eyes lit up with undisguised lust. He subtly winked at Mrs. Luo, indicating his extreme satisfaction with this Omega.

“Mrs. Luo, how can you open the door and come in without permission?” Mu Baicheng was a little angry. Her lease hadn’t expired yet; even the landlord had no right to burst in.

Mrs. Luo smiled kindly, but the cunning in her eyes couldn’t be hidden. “Xiao Mu, I came to apologize for last night. Wasn’t I just trying to give you a surprise?”

“A surprise?” Mu Baicheng laughed wryly. It was more like a fright. What kind of surprise was this? It was simply unheard of. Moreover, the moment Chen Yao entered, his eyes glued themselves to Qin Xiyao. Mu Baicheng was well aware of Mrs. Luo’s intentions.

Mrs. Luo was upset, especially with Qin Xiyao. In her opinion, her husband had always been obedient, but after Qin Xiyao spoke those words to her yesterday, Mrs. Luo followed her husband and then caught him cheating.

In Mrs. Luo’s eyes, if it weren’t for Qin Xiyao, her husband wouldn’t have cheated. This kind of divine logic could only be conceived by a selfish person like Mrs. Luo.

She thought that as long as Qin Xiyao entered their family’s door, she could do whatever she wanted with her. So today, she brought her son, ostensibly to apologize, but in reality, with ulterior motives.

Qin Xiyao sat back on the windowsill, her eyes looking out the window, as if everything happening in the room had nothing to do with her.

“Xiao Mu, I’ll be direct. I have an apartment in the city center. As long as you’re willing to let this sister be my son’s wife, I’ll waive five years of your rent.”

This was a very lucrative deal, Qin Xiyao thought. To the current Mu Baicheng, she was just an Omega of unknown origin who had brought a lot of trouble to her life. The current Mu Baicheng needed money. Qin Xiyao probably knew that in this city, an apartment in the city center cost over ten thousand a month in rent. That was five whole years of rent.

She’ll agree, right? After all, the current Mu Baicheng is such a greedy person.

“Do you agree?” Qin Xiyao’s calm gaze fell on Mu Baicheng.

Mu Baicheng chuckled, turning her head away from Qin Xiyao’s eyes. The disappointment in Qin Xiyao’s gaze flashed by. The same soul, will she abandon me again in a different world?

Author’s Note:

Fofo: Did Qin Xiyao kiss me?

Yaoyao: Can’t I?