Everything Changed When My Yandere Harem Found the System - Chapter 11:

Chapter 11: From Now On, Without My Permission, You’re Not Allowed to Go Anywhere (Revive, My Disciple!)

Xu Fan felt his consciousness sink into a pitch-black void, thick like ink, without a single glimmer of light to guide him.

He tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt as heavy as if weighed down by a thousand kilograms—he simply couldn’t lift them.

Thinking back to his six previous deaths, he’d never experienced anything so abnormal. Feeling a bit panicked, he called out, “System, are you still there?”

The system’s electronic voice promptly responded, [Host, unless something unexpected occurs, this system will remain by your side~.]

Xu Fan let out a sigh of relief. Although he still felt a bit reluctant about Ji Hanyue, he still decisively said, “Since I’m already dead, let’s just start a new life right away. But this time, let’s move faster…”

Before he could finish, the system interrupted helplessly, [Host, you cannot reincarnate yet.]

Xu Fan was stunned, “Why?”

[Because your physical body still exists in the mortal realm, and someone has used immense power to seal it inside an ice coffin that suppresses souls.]

Hearing this, Xu Fan exploded in anger, “I’m already dead, and they’re still torturing my body? Which heartless demon would do something so vile?!”

Cursing in his thoughts, Xu Fan raged, “I can’t believe that in such a vast cultivation world, there exists a demon like this. What kind of trash master would teach a disciple like that? They must be scum—society’s worst garbage…”

Just then, the system’s voice quietly echoed, [Host… the one who did this was your master, Ji Hanyue.]

Xu Fan: (?_?)???

…

Heavenly Cloud Realm, Supreme Void Immortal Sect.

Although Ji Hanyue ultimately paid any price necessary and used overwhelming power to preserve the final thread of life in Xu Fan, her temperament changed completely after that day.

Overnight, she seemed like an entirely different person. Her once calm and approachable demeanor vanished, replaced by an icy and distant aura. She became like an eternal frozen mountain, never to thaw.

Soon, Ji Hanyue began her revenge.

Every sect master who had participated in the siege against her was captured and tortured to death by her in the most brutal ways.

Tendons ripped out, bones stripped, sliced by a thousand blades—their howls of agony paired with the hellish blood-soaked scenes could make even seasoned cultivators pale on sight, some even vomiting in horror.

Still, Ji Hanyue remained unsatisfied. She wiped out the entire families of those sect masters, leaving no one alive. She even sliced a passing earthworm in half.

Like a cold and untouchable deity of slaughter, wherever Ji Hanyue went, the air was thick with blood mist. None survived.

Some feared her ruthlessness and secretly labeled her a demon or a madwoman.

Others, however, admired her decisiveness and saw in her the potential of a Great Emperor—believing she would one day reign supreme as an Empress.

The world buzzed with rumors, but Ji Hanyue didn’t care. She found such talk beneath her attention.

Instead, like a lonely snow-capped mountain standing for a thousand years, she quietly carried the ancient ice coffin—one capable of preserving life—into the sect’s most forbidden training ground.

Supreme Void Immortal Mountain.

This place was like a hidden paradise, overflowing with spiritual energy. But due to a protective formation left by the sect’s founder, entering was easy, leaving was near impossible. For generations, sect masters used it as a last resort to break through the barrier of life and death.

When the elders saw Ji Hanyue step into Supreme Void Immortal Mountain, they all knew she intended to enter a death seclusion.

But none of them knew why.

Only Ji Hanyue understood the reason.

This time, her death seclusion was not for a breakthrough—it was to retrieve the figure buried in the depths of her heart and bring him back to life.

That was all.

In this seclusion, she was prepared to accept only two outcomes.

The first, she succeeded in breaking through to the Half-God Realm, gaining the power to reverse life and death, and forcefully pulled Xu Fan back from reincarnation to remain by her side forever as her obedient disciple.

The second, she failed in her breakthrough, fell into madness, and died.

If that happened, Ji Hanyue would not hesitate to shatter the ice coffin and die together with Xu Fan.

Though both outcomes sounded irrational by normal standards, for some reason, she didn’t feel the slightest aversion to either. In fact, a faint sense of twisted joy even crept into her heart.

Gently stroking the ice coffin containing Xu Fan, a deep obsession flickered in Ji Hanyue’s cold, enchanting eyes as she softly murmured, “Fan’er, be good and wait for me in there… We’ll be reunited very soon.”

As her soft whispers drifted into the air, Ji Hanyue quickly entered deep cultivation.

…

A cup of wine amidst blooming spring, ten years under rainy night lamps on the wandering path.

Though the mountains remain unchanged, beautiful moments fall with time.

One walks the divine path through the mundane world, letting the morning rain fall as it pleases.

It’s the finest scenery in the south—where falling petals bring you to me once again.

…

Over the years, Xu Fan’s consciousness had been drifting endlessly through darkness, with no end in sight, no sense of time or space.

He would fall, then awaken. Awaken, then fall again.

It seemed like centuries passed.

Or maybe just a few seconds.

He didn’t know how long.

All he knew was—one day when he woke, the darkness was gone.

Before him was a vibrant land, filled with rich spiritual energy and peach blossoms, like the spring landscapes of the southern kingdoms.

“…Did I… come back to life?”

Murmuring faintly, Xu Fan gently brushed a few pink peach petals from his face and let them fall inside the ice coffin. Then, with some effort, he sat up.

Turning his head—

He saw the flawless, coldly beautiful face of his master Ji Hanyue, her eyes nearly pressed against his face.

Instinctively, Xu Fan twitched his nose. He instantly sensed the aura of the Half-God Realm around him… and the faint, pleasant fragrance from Ji Hanyue.

He blinked, looked at his intact body, then glanced at Ji Hanyue, who sat beside the ice coffin staring at him without blinking. Memories surged back like a tidal wave, piecing together everything that had likely happened over the years.

He felt both heartache for his master and a vague, helpless sigh.

To go through such pain just to save a disciple who might not even stay… what was the point?

Seeing Xu Fan remain silent, Ji Hanyue didn’t know what to say either. But her eyes never left him, and an unspoken emotion slowly filled the air between them.

They stared at each other in silence, and the mood grew awkward.

Sensing the tension, Xu Fan awkwardly scratched his head. His gaze shifted to Ji Hanyue’s deep purple, curve-hugging dress that revealed her stunning figure. A flicker of amazement flashed in his eyes.

Noticing his reaction, Ji Hanyue felt a small, inexplicable joy—but she couldn’t show it directly. Instead, she rolled her eyes at him with playful charm and broke the silence first, “Fan’er, what are you looking at?”

Xu Fan replied honestly with a harmless expression, “Master, you seem… plumper than before.”

Ji Hanyue: !!!

She was so caught off guard by his words she burst out laughing, and the awkwardness from their reunion vanished instantly. She reached out to pinch Xu Fan’s ear and teased, “You rascal, just woke up and already trying to provoke your master? Today I’ll have to properly discipline—”

Before she could finish, Xu Fan suddenly said with a trace of heartache, “Master, you must’ve suffered a lot for me over these years, haven’t you?”

Ji Hanyue’s hand froze midair. Her enchanting eyes filled with moisture as she silently stared at him.

Xu Fan’s heart skipped a beat. He had just wanted to ease the tension before getting sentimental—had he said the wrong thing and made her recall something painful?

He swallowed nervously and tried to make amends, “Master, now that your disciple is back, if there’s anything troubling you, just tell me. I’ll do my best to share the burden…”

Before he could finish, Ji Hanyue suddenly reached out with both arms and pulled him tightly into her embrace. Her soft, fragrant, snow-white bosom pressed firmly into his face, leaving no room to breathe.

Xu Fan: !!!

“There’s nothing troubling your master!”

Her usually cold voice now carried a hint of bashful pride. She hugged him even tighter, as if wanting to melt him into her body. “Even if I did suffer, it doesn’t matter. What’s important is that you came back. And from now on, you’re staying by my side forever!”

Xu Fan quickly noticed something off about Ji Hanyue. He cautiously said, “Master, as your only disciple, of course I’ll stay by your side…”

“No, Fan’er!”

Ji Hanyue rested her forehead on his shoulder. A beautiful, unhinged smile curved her lips, and a paranoid glint sparkled in her cold, alluring eyes. She gently caressed his broad back and whispered softly, “Considering your current strength isn’t enough to keep you safe…”

“From now on, without my permission, you’re not allowed to go anywhere! Just stay quietly by your master’s side, and as for me… I’ll take care of you for a lifetime!”

Xu Fan: …