Girls in a Matriarchal World Are Just Too Scary

“Got it, Senior Brother.”

Lin Qingyue said sweetly, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Su Yan.

Su Yan smiled and left. With his junior sister settled, he still had things to do.

…

The night had grown deep, a gentle breeze blowing.

In his room, Su Yan toyed with the reward extracted from the system.

It was a glowing pill, pure white all over, displaying a subtle medicinal fragrance.

“A Body-Tempering Pill? Never heard of it. What’s this ‘inferior’ tag mean?”

The system had added a note behind the pill.

[The Body-Tempering Pill is a rare spiritual elixir, craftable only by powerful alchemists. It contains potent medicinal power, capable of cleansing meridians and marrow.]

[Due to contamination by impure external qi during refinement, its quality dropped, becoming an inferior version.]

Su Yan was a bit surprised. Even a failed version was a fourth-grade pill—how incredible must the perfect one be?

“System, does the inferior version have any side effects?”

Su Yan asked, looking concerned.

[There are some side effects, but they’re generally manageable. At worst, you’ll feel uncomfortable for a bit.]

Hearing the system’s words, Su Yan relaxed. If it was just a little discomfort, that wasn’t a big deal.

In the cultivation world, strength always came with a price.

Thinking about all the rewards he had missed because he was weak, Su Yan made up his mind and popped the pill into his mouth.

Nom.

He had planned to swallow it with water, but the pill instantly melted and slid down his throat.

"That’s it?"

Su Yan patted his stomach. Nothing felt different—no reaction at all. Where was the powerful cleansing effect?

Was it because he was already a cultivator with no impurities? Or was it due to his Sacred Body?

"Did I just get scammed?!"

Frustration filled him. He had worked hard for this reward, and this was all he got?

Just as he sulked, heat suddenly spread through his body. His skin turned pink.

Oh? Was it finally working?

Su Yan felt a bit of excitement—only for it to disappear in an instant.

A horrible sensation washed over him, like thousands of ants crawling and biting under his skin. It tingled, it numbed, and worst of all, it hurt.

"So this is what the system meant by ‘a little discomfort’? This is pure agony!"

Su Yan collapsed onto the table, biting his lip to keep from screaming. His breath came in sharp gasps. He had never felt pain like this before.

"It hurts—it really hurts!"

Unable to bear it, he tumbled off the stool and onto the floor.

How long would this torture last? Wasn’t it over yet?!

Su Yan clenched his eyes shut, forehead drenched in sweat, as he endured the unbearable pain.

“I can’t give up—I can do this…”

He told himself this, and just then, the pain vanished. Images flashed through his mind.

Su Yan saw them clearly and froze. They were his daytime thoughts.

His junior sister leaning on his shoulder, and while she slept, he took advantage of her on the flying sword for a cultivation-style ‘car ride.’

“Why would I think that?!”

Su Yan found it bizarre. The scenes shifted again—his junior sister appeared, slowly stripping while dancing.

Wait!

“What the hell is this?!”

Su Yan stood up, his body weak and shaky, his mind flooded with those thoughts.

“System, get out here and explain what’s happening!”

Su Yan, face red, gripped the table and shouted.

[Due to the contamination by impure qi, this situation occurs. It’s one of the side effects.]

The system’s voice was flat.

Su Yan wanted to strangle it after hearing that.

Enduring brutal pain was bad enough—now this crap too?

He’d thought the impure qi was just some random junk in the pill—not that kind of stuff.

“What kind of garbage alchemist made this?!”

Su Yan bit his lip hard. His body was burning up—hot enough to power a steam engine.

A fierce urge to hook up with someone surged, nearly knocking him out.

“No… can’t…”

Su Yan struggled to speak, but weird noises came out instead.

He staggered toward a bucket of cold water, and the system triggered a task.

[Option 1: Overwhelmed by desire and unable to bear it, barge into Junior Sister’s room, force her, and use her to comfort yourself. (Reward: Supreme Spiritual Weapon, Crimson Sky Sword)]

[Option 2: Better to help yourself than ask others—you know what to do. (Reward: Strand of Pure Yang Qi)]

[Option 3: Use sheer willpower to endure it. (Reward: Comprehension +10)]

Su Yan really, really wanted to dismantle this system.

He’d finally earned his junior sister’s trust—how could he force her into anything?!

Even if she didn’t hold it against him afterward, he couldn’t forgive himself.

As for sheer willpower…

If he had that, he wouldn’t be suffering this much. So, was there only one option left?

Su Yan’s gaze wavered.

He had plenty of theoretical know-how, and this was his room—privacy wasn’t an issue.

“It’s not that I want this—the system’s forcing me. The reward’s just too tempting.”

Su Yan consoled himself, fingers untying his clothes.

Just as he was about to act, footsteps sounded.

“Been a few days—did you miss me, Junior Brother? Why didn’t you say hi when you saw me today? You even snuck off.”

Long black hair down to her waist—he knew that voice.

Xiao Wu stepped in with a bright smile, but when she saw the room’s state, her grin froze.

Su Yan’s face paled, and three options popped up.

[Option 1: Blush, grit your teeth, and say, “No time to explain—Senior Sister, strip quick and comfort me good.” (Reward: Little Shou Aura)]

[Option 2: Say nothing, act like it’s no big deal, and keep letting loose. (Reward: High-Grade Spiritual Weapon, Dustless Immortal Robe)]

[Option 3: Explain it clearly to Senior Sister. (Reward: Spiritual Power +5)]

Su Yan nearly choked with rage. Let loose? Let loose my ass!

If he did that and Eldest Senior Sister couldn’t hold back, forcing herself on him right there—what then?

“Senior Sister, hear me out—it’s not what you think!”

[Task completed. Spiritual Power +5]

The system chimed. Su Yan had no time to care.

Xiao Wu’s expression was complicated. She said cautiously, “Junior Brother, no need to explain—I get it. Looks like I came at a bad time. I’ll go—you carry on…”

With that, Xiao Wu bolted like she was fleeing.

“Senior Sister!”

Su Yan reached out dumbly, feeling like he was losing his mind.