I Just Wanted to Live, but I Somehow Became Better Than the Main Character

Hua Ming didn’t have much of a role in the novel. She and Hua Xin just got killed by a divine soul formation in an ancient ruins while protecting Mu Qing Yin.

Initially, when reading the novel, because they didn’t appear much, Ye Yong didn’t really care when Hua Ming and Hua Xin died. But now that he met them in real life, he didn’t think that way. Hua Ming was tall and fiery hot, with the air of a sexy big sister and a lively personality. On the other hand, Hua Xin was gentle like water, with a soft voice and a more restrained personality than Hua Ming.

One fire, one water. Who wouldn’t be moved?

Ye Yong had made up his mind when he saw them. When Mu Qing Yin’s favorability reach a certain point, he would ask her to give him the two painting beauties. As for what to do after Mu Qing Yin went through the ruins? Of course, he would go with her. After all, as a man who knew the plot, Ye Yong could prepare a lot in advance. In short, Ye Yong was set on saving the two painting beauties despite them not being heroines.

As for why Ye Yong wanted to save them? Because he was a kind and good young man. He knew the two painting beauties and their future, and he just needed to make a little change to save them, so why not?

Take pleasure in helping others.

It has nothing to do with the fact that Ye Yong could buy spiritualization acceleration tools from the system store to let them spiritualize immediately.

“But I still feel it’s not quite good,” Ye Yong had grand ideas, but implementing them required caution.

“Nothing is wrong. Come on,” Hua Ming, seeing that Mu Qing Yin wasn’t stopping her, spoke in a coquettish voice. She really wanted to see if large-scale physical contact like hugging could accelerate the absorption of that aura.

“Since that’s the case, I can’t not respond to big sis’s enthusiasm,” Ye Yong stood up, with the words “If I don’t charge into hell, who would” on his face.

Hua Ming wasn’t a young teenage girl; she was just a painting soul. Her personality made her not feel any shy or awkward emotions, so she just directly hugged Ye Yong.

The moment Hua Ming hugged him, Ye Yong felt like he was about to be pushed away by something, but fortunately, when he was about to be pushed away, he was also hugged.

Big, really big. This big sis’s conscience is too big.

Souls just need to use soul power to interact with physical objects. The extensive contact with Ye Yong indeed accelerated the usage of Hua Ming’s soul power, but it also made her better feel the aura he emitted. It was chaotic, with everything yet nothing, elusive and mysterious.

Although Hua Ming’s conscience was big and she had a pleasant scent, which made people want to get close and take a deep breath, Ye Yong had an image to maintain, so he stayed still the whole time.

After all, Mu Qing Yin was constantly paying attention to them. He had to be good.

Ye Yong gently touched Hua Ming’s shoulder. “Big sis, it’s about enough, right?”

“Mmm…” Hua Ming found that there was a limitation to absorbing that aura. She guessed it was because her soul wasn’t strong enough, and it had reached its limit of what it could contain. But Hua Ming believed that as long as she could assimilate the absorbed wonderful aura, her soul would become stronger. Thinking that, she let go of Ye Yong.

??? Why did you just let go after a casual remark? Hug a little longer. Ye Yong wanted to slap himself. Why didn’t I just silently enjoy it? Why did I pretend to be innocent and pure? Ye Yong decided that the next time something similar happened, he wouldn’t say a word. Silence was golden.

“Can I draw now?” However, Ye Yong wasn’t all about lewd thoughts. He would take advantage where he could, but he wouldn’t force it where he couldn’t.

“Of course, but lil bro, be careful not to dirty big sis’s body,”

As expected of you, even being able to take this in the wrong direction. Ye Yong smiled and indicated that he wouldn’t. Then he went to Hua Ming’s painting scroll, bought some good spirit brush and spirit ink from the store, and started drawing a spiritual dish in the lower left corner of the scroll.

The brush and ink were infused with spiritual energy and divine soul power, emitting a faint golden light. Ye Yong was fully focused, trying to depict every detail of the spiritual dish in his mind, even thinking about its taste while drawing, hoping to capture the flavor in the drawing.

15 minutes passed, and Ye Yong was soaked with sweat. With the eighth spiritual vein, he had enough spiritual energy, but he was still lacking in divine soul power.

“Phew.” Ye Yong put away the brush, and Hua Ming’s gaze shifted from Ye Yong’s serious face to the painting.

Hua Ming didn’t understand food; she just felt the spiritual dish looked rich in color and appetizing. She entered the scroll. The scroll seemed to turn into a screen, playing a video inside. Ye Yong saw Hua Ming pick up the spiritual dish and look at it from the left and right.

“I neglected something. Big sis, wait a moment,” Ye Yong planned to draw a pair of chopsticks for her. Hua Ming told Ye Yong to rest well, then picked up a bit of the spiritual dish with her delicate fingers, slightly opened her red lips, and put it into her mouth.

“Does it have a flavor?” Ye Yong felt the scene before him was quite magical: a painted person eating a painted dish.

“I’m not sure, because it’s my first time eating,” Hua Ming chewed and swallowed, then stuck out her pink tongue and licked her fingers. “It’s an indescribable feeling.”

Just eat, don’t lick your fingers. Did you wash your hands? Eating without washing your hands, I’m going to tell your mom. Ye Yong had originally intended to be a diligent student seeking the truth, but Hua Ming had brought the truth-seeking off course.

Hua Ming ate slowly, not knowing if there was any flavor. Anyway, after about 15 minutes, the spiritual dish was reduced to an empty plate. Hua Ming licked her slender fingers like a cat, occasionally sucking on them.

“How was it?” Ye Yong, standing in front of the scroll, felt like he was back on Earth watching eating livestreams on a computer.

“I don’t know. Maybe it has the flavors you all spoke of? Salty? Sweet? Savory? Anyway, thank you, lil bro, for letting me taste food. Big sis likes it very much.”

Thank you also for eating so seductively; lil bro likes it too. Ye Yong sat back in his chair, drawing a picture made him feel like he had kidney deficiency. He needed rest, and in the meantime, thought about whether or not he should stop focusing on improving his cultivation recently and focus on strengthening his soul.

Hua Ming came behind Ye Yong and gently massaged his shoulders. After having eaten “food”, she felt the soul power she had previously consumed had recovered quite a bit.

Mu Qing Yin had been observing the whole time. Having painting souls eat was something she had never thought of. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to her mind. She withdrew her consciousness, closed her eyes, and concentrated on trying to grasp that inspiration.

…

In the evening, Ye Yong ate the three dishes and the soup that Wu Xue had made. They weren’t bad, but they weren’t delicious. However, this was the first time he had tasted Wu Xue’s cooking, so he didn’t hesitate to praise her generously. He praised her so much that the originally unconfident Wu Xue almost thought she was the reincarnation of a cooking deity and ate two more bowls of rice.

On the other hand, after learning what Hua Ming did with Ye Yong while they were alone, Hua Xin was envious and stomped her foot. She couldn’t believe she missed such a good opportunity to absorb that magical aura. Even without the magical aura, she could still eat experience eating. Even though she had been in this world for over a hundred years now, Hua Xin had never experienced eating before. She hurriedly asked Hua Ming what it tasted like, and Hua Ming replied that she didn’t know.

At first, Hua Xin thought Hua Ming was teasing her, but after thinking about it carefully, she realized there was no way for her to describe the taste of food because from birth to now, they had never tasted food, and as such, the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty flavors people talked about. Their memory of it was blank. They had never experienced the process of understanding and adaptation of flavors from childhood.

After all, they originally didn’t belong to this world, and even now, they couldn’t be considered life forms. They were just thoughts of souls.

Even emotional changes, like happiness or loneliness, were something they only started to experience recently after interacting with Ye Yong.

But what was certain was that they were growing, and they had been growing faster than ever before.

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