Jiang Zheliu could not perceive how terrible the aura that Wen Renye was actually giving off.
He even thought the other was very well-behaved, he even thought that Wen Renye was incredibly easy to get along with. He was completely oblivious to what those righteous sects were seeing before them.
“Xian, Xianzun……” The female cultivator from before trembled and then swallowed, “Are you really……not being held captive?”
Jiang Zheliu patiently explained again, the expression on his face was much more relaxed than before. He mistakenly thought it was because he was once too cold, as well as too righteous and taciturn to communicate with people that it often made others afraid.
But these righteous sect juniors were not afraid of him, instead they were actually obsessed with him. Their heads filled up with obscure and weird thoughts. The respect and admiration was mingled with the charming and gentle stirrings evoked by the Heavenly Spirit Body, simply put it was a toad lusting after the flesh of a swan, the uglier the person, the more lecherous they were1.
Whilst Jiang Zheliu explained, there was a fierce devil standing next to him, even if some of these people found it hard to believe, they still had to say thank you and take their leave one by one, plus each one of them had to pour out their deep gratitude and admiration for Jiang Zheliu before they left, he listened to these implied words wave after wave, making him feel sleepy.
Only after the smaller sects had withdrawn from Dan Xin Monastery, did Zen Master Ming Jing of Lan Re Temple step forward, chanting a Buddhist hymn and then handing Jiang Zheliu a fortune stick.
Ming Jing’s shifu, who was the former abbot of Lan Re Temple, once had a friendship with Jiang Zheliu, but the abbot had passed away during his Heavenly Tribulation, and had died more than three hundred years ago.
Jiang Zheliu once took care of Ming Jing, and could also be considered as someone who had watched him grow up. He took the fortune stick, and rubbed it between his fingers for a moment, then slowly read out the words on it silently:
A thousand years in the cold trembling snow, still unwilling to see the luminescent night.
Forever illuminating and chasing from sunset to daybreak, life’s dream is but a double oath2.
Before Jiang Zheliu opened his mouth, Ming Jing said: “I calculated this for Qianbei over several days, before I got this answer.”
He glanced over at Wen Renye by Jiang Zheliu’s side, and then turned back to look at Jiang Zheliu, slightly uneasy, he said: “Qianbei has his own way to interpret the answer, I do not dare to say more, I just hope that Qianbei will take care.”
Jiang Zheliu fondled with the fortune stick and said, “Thank you for your help. I already have an idea in mind, you can go back now.”
Zen Master Ming Jing bowed once more, then left Dan Xin Monastery whilst chanting Buddha’s mantra.
Subsequently, the Elders and other representatives on behalf of the Tianji Pavilion and Ling Xiao Sect also came forward to pay their respects one by one. At this moment the Monastery had completely cleared out, with only Jin Yujie standing not far away silently, the old man standing behind him raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, the Junior Pavilion Lord of the Wushuang Jian Pavilion, who was dressed all in gold came forward apprehensively, he bowed and saluted: “…… Qianbei.”
He had hardly finished saying the two words “Qianbei”, when he heard the old man behind him cough twice. Jin Yujie raised an eyebrow and swept a glance at Wen Renye, and then knelt down not quite willingly.
He had no hard feelings about kneeling before his Qianbei who was like half a teacher to him, the person he admired the most, not to mention that Jiang Zheliu saved his life more than once. But the thought of having to be in front of this devil made him annoyed.
“Yu Jie has come to apologise to Qianbei for my mistake.” Junior Pavilion Lord Jin lowered his head, “Vermilion Bird Zhenjun informed me that…… the Devil Lord Wen Ren took you to the Devil Realm. I was worried, and only thinking about how I could get you back, so …… “,
He and Lie Zhen had basically the same idea, but just before they could send a message to Wen Renye, they found out that Jiang Zheliu had not been taken to the Devil Realm, but was actually here with Divine Sage of Medicine to recuperate.
Once the news came out, he was grabbed by the back of the neck by his old dad to come over and make amends, and his father had actually scolded him all night last night. His father said this “ridiculous idea” meant that his head must have been kicked by a donkey, Jiang Xianzun’s thousand years of reputation had been tarnished by him. Even if Xianzun originally had nothing to do with that devil, unfortunately now the entire Cultivation World would have got the wrong idea about their relationship, and it was that kind of unspeakable relationship.
Jin Yujie was fortunate to still have a father to take care of him, at that moment he was hopelessing knelt in front of Jiang Zheliu. Although the words of apology were coming out of his mouth, all he could think about was the problem with Jiang Zheliu’s eyes, things that he was hesitating to say out loud, as well as forbidden thoughts.
His old dad, Jin Changming saw Jiang Zheliu as his great benefactor, since the year that Jiang Zheliu saved Jin Yujie from the river in the Netherworld, so those out of ordinary thoughts that Jin Yujie had in his mind he would absolutely never dare to share with his father. In his father’s eyes, this boy was simply like the youngest son of Jiang Zheliu, creating such a scandal for the other’s reputation was disobedient, and he needed to ask for forgiveness.
As soon as Jiang Zheliu heard the tone of the other’s voice, he had already guessed what the other was thinking. He let Jin Yujie finish before speaking, “Do you really know that you were wrong?”
Jin Yujie was like an eggplant hit by the frost3: “Truly, this junior knows that I was wrong.”
Jiang Zheliu nodded and suddenly said: “Then what did you mean when you said before that you wanted me to relax the requirements?”
His words were said in such a cold manner that Jin Yujie immediately got goosebumps, and his head was buzzing. Not far away, his old dad, Jin Changming also froze, and then knocked the cane in his hand against the floor with a bang, before immediately going forth to pick up the back of the collar of the little brat.
“What did you say to Jiang Qianbei?!”
Jin Changming was originally not going to say anything, to let that little bat show off his sincerity in front of Jiang Xianzun for once but after hearing this, he couldn’t hold back. Jiang Zheliu had watched this little brat grow up, his evil intentions had been clearly revealed, how was it any different from trying to sleep with his adoptive father? It was simply a reckless disregard for human decency.
“Xianzun has taught you nothing.” Jin Changming was so angry that even some of his beard had fallen out, “I might as well just kill you now, how did I raise such an evil scourge like you! My whole life’s reputation has been completely ruined by you, you little brat!”
Just when Jin Changming was almost about to hit him, Jiang Zheliu coughed lightly and said indifferently, “So the Pavilion Lord is also here.”
Jin Changming immediately withdrew his hand, turned to take a closer look at Jiang Zheliu for a while, before turning to Yu Jinnian to make sure that Jiang Zheliu’s eye problem was only a temporary issue. Then held Jiang Zheliu’s hand and said in a complicated mood, “Zheliu, you must not take this brat’s words to heart, you have taught him and have also saved his life, he actually remembers ……”
Jin Changming knew he didn’t like people touching him, so he let go of his hand and took the sword box off of his back, and turned to say: “I should have returned this earlier, but I was afraid of upsetting you. Now I know you are recovering from your injuries and healing, I think you are in a much better state of mind, so I dare to return your old swords to you.”
Since Jiang Zheliu succeeded to Sect Leader of the Ling Xiao Sect, the only sword he carried was the Ling Xiao Sword which was hidden in it’s icy scabbard, the sharp and threatening Ling Xiao Sword. All of his previous swords prior to that had all been sent to the Wushuang Jian Pavilion for maintenance and storage, the agreement was to wait until the next Ling Xiao Sect Leader took his place, and then they would return his swords.
Wushuang Jian Pavilion was the number one sword casting sect under the heavens, as well as the most professional and reliable.
Jiang Zheliu reached out to touch for a moment and then opened the sword box. Inside, there were three swords, each emitting an eerie chill and emitting a crisp, cheerful vibrating sound when touched.
…… However, he could no longer lift the sword, not like back then. Right now, acquiring these old things was just adding to his sorrow.
Jiang Zheliu reached out and touched it for a moment before he sighed quietly and said, “I’m sorry, Pavilion Lord Jin, it’s just that these things, they are no longer of use……”
He wanted to say that there was no more use to him, but before the words were finished, he was cut off by the voice of the little devil lord by his side.
“Thank you.”
Wen Renye dryly received the sword box from the hands of Jin Changming, he closed the wooden box and put it into his storage ring. He inclined his head and said: “I’ve put it away for you, it’s so heavy, if you hold it now your hands will be sore.”
Jiang Zheliu: “……”
Take a look, this was the person who said he was fussy, everyone please help be a judge.
Jin Changming glanced at the Devil Lord next to him, with his old eyes, he could see more clearly than this group of juniors. In his opinion, it was clear that Wen Renye’s attitude towards Jiang Zheliu was very different, at least for the time being, Jiang Xianzun showed no signs of being forced, let alone threatened.
He turned his gaze and took another look at his untalented son and let out a long sigh, saying: “I am old, but my cultivation realm has not advanced at all, so I have no hope in the immortal path. The people in the Cultivation World either had a compassionate heart, or are too indecisive to kill. Those who are like Zen Master Ming Jing are empty of talent without vision, vile and selfish but wholly unaware of themselves. Those visionaries who can take on great responsibility …… such as you, are indeed rare.”
Jiang Zheliu said: “There is also you, Pavilion Lord.”
Jin Changming waved his hand repeatedly: “My Heavenly Tribulation was incomplete, the next time will be the Lightning Tribulation which is when my soul returns to Heaven and Earth. I intend to remain just, but I am powerless to do so.”
He is not the only one who had good intentions but powerless to action.
Jiang Zheliu silent for a moment, before saying gently: “Even if my heart was a raging inferno, always boiling. After a thousand years of spring and autumn, it should also have condensed into ice.”
A thousand years in the cold trembling snow, still unwilling to see the luminescent night.
Jiang Zheliu touched the writing on the fortune stick without speaking.
Jin Changming sighed: “Your name is Willow4, you should live in eternal spring. But a thousand years have passed, and you have indeed tasted the heavy snow in the deep night.”
Pavilion Lord Jin had known Jiang Zheliu’s shifu Zhu Wenyuan. In terms of age, he was also only a little older than Jiang Zheliu. But he had had a hard time passing his Heavenly Tribulation. And in the last two hundred years due to the stagnation in the advancement of his cultivation realm, his body gradually revealed various factors influenced by natural ageing.
The two talked for a moment, Jin Changming saw that the other was a little slower to respond and discovered that Jiang Zheliu was a little tired, so he pulled Jin Yujie to leave.
When everyone had left, Yu Jinnian asked Wen Renye while writing the prescription: “I asked you to come out, why did you bring him with you? Luckily the old Pavilion Lord Jin was present, otherwise would Jin Yujie be so well behaved?”
Jiang Zheliu glanced at him and said: “If I didn’t come and they didn’t leave, what were you going to do?”
“What do you mean what would I do?” Yu Jinnian smiled, “What kind of person is the Devil Lord, would he make you suffer? Even if this group of people worked all together, this would still not be enough to beat him, and plus…… this physician also has the heart of a parent5, I would also teach this group of kids a lesson.”
Is that what ……. a physician’s heart should be used for?
“Ok, ok, you ……” Yu Jinnian said half his phrase and suddenly paused for a moment, he stood up to get a better feel of things, gazing at Jiang Zheliu’s body, and then went over and walked around him, “Eh, your, this body ……”
He said whilst leaning closer, lowering his head until the tip of his nose was about to touch the other’s shoulder, but then he was coldly pushed away by a large devil’s claw.
Yu Jinnian did not care, but continued to stare at Jiang Zheliu for a long time, he patted Wen Renye’s shoulder with smugness: “I do not know whether to congratulate you or sympathize with you first …… Heavenly spiritual body and resurrection stone together – This energy is too large, I am a pure-blooded human, but my sense of smell is a little sharper than normal people. I can obviously feel it …… If it were a demon ……”
When he said this, he remembered that Wen Renye was a pure devil, and his smugness turned into astonishment, saying with great admiration, “I’m surprised you could resist.”
Wen Renye looked at him blankly, “And if I can’t resist?”
Yu Jinnian smiled and looked over, capitalising on his identity as a physician, his every word was very ferocious: “Then of course, it’s up to Jiang Qianbei to castrate you.”
Wen Renye was not angry, but subconsciously turned his gaze to look at Jiang Zheliu. Since putting the resurrection stone on him last night, the scent on the other had indeed become more pronounced. The devil race was a bit better than the demon race. But this scent could be comparable to the temptation of eating something that will lead to immortality, it was a wholesome sweet scent.
Jiang Zheliu listened to both of them and said thoughtfully, “Xiao Yu, the book you gave me said that depicts the reproductive organs of each race ……”
Before he could finish his words, Yu Jinnian who was opposite him immediately coughed violently to stop him from divulging the rest.
Wen Renye did not know what kind of books Yu Jinnian had given Jiang Zheliu to read, if the great devil had known that he had given the clear as ice and clean as jade6 Jiang Xianzun these kind of books, Wen Renye would not only chop off his hand, he might even chop him up into little pieces, he was afraid that his collection of books would not be spared either.
A few days ago when Jiang Zheliu’s eyes were still okay, Yu Jinnian had given him a few books from his private collection, one of which was for increasing worldly knowledge, that is, about the differences between the d*cks of various races and the way that they copulate, which could not only be classified as a story but also a type of knowledge in popular science.
For example, the original form of Vermilion Bird Zhenjun was a Vermilion Bird, they mate like their species in order to breed. And the carp in the lake, they reproduce outside of their bodies, as for Chang Qian who was half-demon half-devil, the snake demon had two things. The whole thing was barbed, it was also an odd shape similar to a Echinopsis Cactus. But the devil’s……
The devil’s one…… seemed to vary because their bodies and their original forms were different, like Wen Renye whose original form was covered in a blood armour and bone spikes. In actuality, it was very difficult to estimate what that thing actually looked like. And it was not even his complete original form. Apparently, among the devils, there was a lust devil that feeds on lust and was very good at that unspeakable thing ……
It was because of this, that Jiang Zheliu had been reminded about his newly acquired “knowledge” from a few days ago that had become a private joke between the two of them.
Except that for Jiang Zheliu, he really was looking at it as if he was acquiring knowledge, but Yu Jinnian evidently was not as righteous and bold.
He was trying to cover it up so much that of course even Wen Renye could tell, the latter frowned and asked, “What book?”
“Uh ……” Jiang Zheliu could naturally feel that Yu Jinnian did not want Wen Renye to know, in order to protect this basic and meager pleasure of his, he said with rare reluctancy, “It’s not a good book.”
“What’s it called?”
“It’s called……” Jiang Zheliu thought about it: “《108 ways to make the little Devil Lord not chug vinegar》”.
Wen Renye: “Do I look like I can be that easily tricked?”
No.
Jiang Zheliu’s attitude was sincere, he gently smiled, “But it seems that you’re not going to make things difficult for me.”
Wen Renye: “………….”
What’s wrong with this person? He’s obviously hiding something, but how come his every word made Wen Renye have his hands bound, unable to do anything.
Jiang Zheliu could not perceive how terrible the aura that Wen Renye was actually giving off.
He even thought the other was very well-behaved, he even thought that Wen Renye was incredibly easy to get along with. He was completely oblivious to what those righteous sects were seeing before them.
“Xian, Xianzun……” The female cultivator from before trembled and then swallowed, “Are you really……not being held captive?”
Jiang Zheliu patiently explained again, the expression on his face was much more relaxed than before. He mistakenly thought it was because he was once too cold, as well as too righteous and taciturn to communicate with people that it often made others afraid.
But these righteous sect juniors were not afraid of him, instead they were actually obsessed with him. Their heads filled up with obscure and weird thoughts. The respect and admiration was mingled with the charming and gentle stirrings evoked by the Heavenly Spirit Body, simply put it was a toad lusting after the flesh of a swan, the uglier the person, the more lecherous they were1.
Whilst Jiang Zheliu explained, there was a fierce devil standing next to him, even if some of these people found it hard to believe, they still had to say thank you and take their leave one by one, plus each one of them had to pour out their deep gratitude and admiration for Jiang Zheliu before they left, he listened to these implied words wave after wave, making him feel sleepy.
Only after the smaller sects had withdrawn from Dan Xin Monastery, did Zen Master Ming Jing of Lan Re Temple step forward, chanting a Buddhist hymn and then handing Jiang Zheliu a fortune stick.
Ming Jing’s shifu, who was the former abbot of Lan Re Temple, once had a friendship with Jiang Zheliu, but the abbot had passed away during his Heavenly Tribulation, and had died more than three hundred years ago.
Jiang Zheliu once took care of Ming Jing, and could also be considered as someone who had watched him grow up. He took the fortune stick, and rubbed it between his fingers for a moment, then slowly read out the words on it silently:
A thousand years in the cold trembling snow, still unwilling to see the luminescent night.
Forever illuminating and chasing from sunset to daybreak, life’s dream is but a double oath2.
Before Jiang Zheliu opened his mouth, Ming Jing said: “I calculated this for Qianbei over several days, before I got this answer.”
He glanced over at Wen Renye by Jiang Zheliu’s side, and then turned back to look at Jiang Zheliu, slightly uneasy, he said: “Qianbei has his own way to interpret the answer, I do not dare to say more, I just hope that Qianbei will take care.”
Jiang Zheliu fondled with the fortune stick and said, “Thank you for your help. I already have an idea in mind, you can go back now.”
Zen Master Ming Jing bowed once more, then left Dan Xin Monastery whilst chanting Buddha’s mantra.
Subsequently, the Elders and other representatives on behalf of the Tianji Pavilion and Ling Xiao Sect also came forward to pay their respects one by one. At this moment the Monastery had completely cleared out, with only Jin Yujie standing not far away silently, the old man standing behind him raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, the Junior Pavilion Lord of the Wushuang Jian Pavilion, who was dressed all in gold came forward apprehensively, he bowed and saluted: “…… Qianbei.”
He had hardly finished saying the two words “Qianbei”, when he heard the old man behind him cough twice. Jin Yujie raised an eyebrow and swept a glance at Wen Renye, and then knelt down not quite willingly.
He had no hard feelings about kneeling before his Qianbei who was like half a teacher to him, the person he admired the most, not to mention that Jiang Zheliu saved his life more than once. But the thought of having to be in front of this devil made him annoyed.
“Yu Jie has come to apologise to Qianbei for my mistake.” Junior Pavilion Lord Jin lowered his head, “Vermilion Bird Zhenjun informed me that…… the Devil Lord Wen Ren took you to the Devil Realm. I was worried, and only thinking about how I could get you back, so …… “,
He and Lie Zhen had basically the same idea, but just before they could send a message to Wen Renye, they found out that Jiang Zheliu had not been taken to the Devil Realm, but was actually here with Divine Sage of Medicine to recuperate.
Once the news came out, he was grabbed by the back of the neck by his old dad to come over and make amends, and his father had actually scolded him all night last night. His father said this “ridiculous idea” meant that his head must have been kicked by a donkey, Jiang Xianzun’s thousand years of reputation had been tarnished by him. Even if Xianzun originally had nothing to do with that devil, unfortunately now the entire Cultivation World would have got the wrong idea about their relationship, and it was that kind of unspeakable relationship.
Jin Yujie was fortunate to still have a father to take care of him, at that moment he was hopelessing knelt in front of Jiang Zheliu. Although the words of apology were coming out of his mouth, all he could think about was the problem with Jiang Zheliu’s eyes, things that he was hesitating to say out loud, as well as forbidden thoughts.
His old dad, Jin Changming saw Jiang Zheliu as his great benefactor, since the year that Jiang Zheliu saved Jin Yujie from the river in the Netherworld, so those out of ordinary thoughts that Jin Yujie had in his mind he would absolutely never dare to share with his father. In his father’s eyes, this boy was simply like the youngest son of Jiang Zheliu, creating such a scandal for the other’s reputation was disobedient, and he needed to ask for forgiveness.
As soon as Jiang Zheliu heard the tone of the other’s voice, he had already guessed what the other was thinking. He let Jin Yujie finish before speaking, “Do you really know that you were wrong?”
Jin Yujie was like an eggplant hit by the frost3: “Truly, this junior knows that I was wrong.”
Jiang Zheliu nodded and suddenly said: “Then what did you mean when you said before that you wanted me to relax the requirements?”
His words were said in such a cold manner that Jin Yujie immediately got goosebumps, and his head was buzzing. Not far away, his old dad, Jin Changming also froze, and then knocked the cane in his hand against the floor with a bang, before immediately going forth to pick up the back of the collar of the little brat.
“What did you say to Jiang Qianbei?!”
Jin Changming was originally not going to say anything, to let that little bat show off his sincerity in front of Jiang Xianzun for once but after hearing this, he couldn’t hold back. Jiang Zheliu had watched this little brat grow up, his evil intentions had been clearly revealed, how was it any different from trying to sleep with his adoptive father? It was simply a reckless disregard for human decency.
“Xianzun has taught you nothing.” Jin Changming was so angry that even some of his beard had fallen out, “I might as well just kill you now, how did I raise such an evil scourge like you! My whole life’s reputation has been completely ruined by you, you little brat!”
Just when Jin Changming was almost about to hit him, Jiang Zheliu coughed lightly and said indifferently, “So the Pavilion Lord is also here.”
Jin Changming immediately withdrew his hand, turned to take a closer look at Jiang Zheliu for a while, before turning to Yu Jinnian to make sure that Jiang Zheliu’s eye problem was only a temporary issue. Then held Jiang Zheliu’s hand and said in a complicated mood, “Zheliu, you must not take this brat’s words to heart, you have taught him and have also saved his life, he actually remembers ……”
Jin Changming knew he didn’t like people touching him, so he let go of his hand and took the sword box off of his back, and turned to say: “I should have returned this earlier, but I was afraid of upsetting you. Now I know you are recovering from your injuries and healing, I think you are in a much better state of mind, so I dare to return your old swords to you.”
Since Jiang Zheliu succeeded to Sect Leader of the Ling Xiao Sect, the only sword he carried was the Ling Xiao Sword which was hidden in it’s icy scabbard, the sharp and threatening Ling Xiao Sword. All of his previous swords prior to that had all been sent to the Wushuang Jian Pavilion for maintenance and storage, the agreement was to wait until the next Ling Xiao Sect Leader took his place, and then they would return his swords.
Wushuang Jian Pavilion was the number one sword casting sect under the heavens, as well as the most professional and reliable.
Jiang Zheliu reached out to touch for a moment and then opened the sword box. Inside, there were three swords, each emitting an eerie chill and emitting a crisp, cheerful vibrating sound when touched.
…… However, he could no longer lift the sword, not like back then. Right now, acquiring these old things was just adding to his sorrow.
Jiang Zheliu reached out and touched it for a moment before he sighed quietly and said, “I’m sorry, Pavilion Lord Jin, it’s just that these things, they are no longer of use……”
He wanted to say that there was no more use to him, but before the words were finished, he was cut off by the voice of the little devil lord by his side.
“Thank you.”
Wen Renye dryly received the sword box from the hands of Jin Changming, he closed the wooden box and put it into his storage ring. He inclined his head and said: “I’ve put it away for you, it’s so heavy, if you hold it now your hands will be sore.”
Jiang Zheliu: “……”
Take a look, this was the person who said he was fussy, everyone please help be a judge.
Jin Changming glanced at the Devil Lord next to him, with his old eyes, he could see more clearly than this group of juniors. In his opinion, it was clear that Wen Renye’s attitude towards Jiang Zheliu was very different, at least for the time being, Jiang Xianzun showed no signs of being forced, let alone threatened.
He turned his gaze and took another look at his untalented son and let out a long sigh, saying: “I am old, but my cultivation realm has not advanced at all, so I have no hope in the immortal path. The people in the Cultivation World either had a compassionate heart, or are too indecisive to kill. Those who are like Zen Master Ming Jing are empty of talent without vision, vile and selfish but wholly unaware of themselves. Those visionaries who can take on great responsibility …… such as you, are indeed rare.”
Jiang Zheliu said: “There is also you, Pavilion Lord.”
Jin Changming waved his hand repeatedly: “My Heavenly Tribulation was incomplete, the next time will be the Lightning Tribulation which is when my soul returns to Heaven and Earth. I intend to remain just, but I am powerless to do so.”
He is not the only one who had good intentions but powerless to action.
Jiang Zheliu silent for a moment, before saying gently: “Even if my heart was a raging inferno, always boiling. After a thousand years of spring and autumn, it should also have condensed into ice.”
A thousand years in the cold trembling snow, still unwilling to see the luminescent night.
Jiang Zheliu touched the writing on the fortune stick without speaking.
Jin Changming sighed: “Your name is Willow4, you should live in eternal spring. But a thousand years have passed, and you have indeed tasted the heavy snow in the deep night.”
Pavilion Lord Jin had known Jiang Zheliu’s shifu Zhu Wenyuan. In terms of age, he was also only a little older than Jiang Zheliu. But he had had a hard time passing his Heavenly Tribulation. And in the last two hundred years due to the stagnation in the advancement of his cultivation realm, his body gradually revealed various factors influenced by natural ageing.
The two talked for a moment, Jin Changming saw that the other was a little slower to respond and discovered that Jiang Zheliu was a little tired, so he pulled Jin Yujie to leave.
When everyone had left, Yu Jinnian asked Wen Renye while writing the prescription: “I asked you to come out, why did you bring him with you? Luckily the old Pavilion Lord Jin was present, otherwise would Jin Yujie be so well behaved?”
Jiang Zheliu glanced at him and said: “If I didn’t come and they didn’t leave, what were you going to do?”
“What do you mean what would I do?” Yu Jinnian smiled, “What kind of person is the Devil Lord, would he make you suffer? Even if this group of people worked all together, this would still not be enough to beat him, and plus…… this physician also has the heart of a parent5, I would also teach this group of kids a lesson.”
Is that what ……. a physician’s heart should be used for?
“Ok, ok, you ……” Yu Jinnian said half his phrase and suddenly paused for a moment, he stood up to get a better feel of things, gazing at Jiang Zheliu’s body, and then went over and walked around him, “Eh, your, this body ……”
He said whilst leaning closer, lowering his head until the tip of his nose was about to touch the other’s shoulder, but then he was coldly pushed away by a large devil’s claw.
Yu Jinnian did not care, but continued to stare at Jiang Zheliu for a long time, he patted Wen Renye’s shoulder with smugness: “I do not know whether to congratulate you or sympathize with you first …… Heavenly spiritual body and resurrection stone together – This energy is too large, I am a pure-blooded human, but my sense of smell is a little sharper than normal people. I can obviously feel it …… If it were a demon ……”
When he said this, he remembered that Wen Renye was a pure devil, and his smugness turned into astonishment, saying with great admiration, “I’m surprised you could resist.”
Wen Renye looked at him blankly, “And if I can’t resist?”
Yu Jinnian smiled and looked over, capitalising on his identity as a physician, his every word was very ferocious: “Then of course, it’s up to Jiang Qianbei to castrate you.”
Wen Renye was not angry, but subconsciously turned his gaze to look at Jiang Zheliu. Since putting the resurrection stone on him last night, the scent on the other had indeed become more pronounced. The devil race was a bit better than the demon race. But this scent could be comparable to the temptation of eating something that will lead to immortality, it was a wholesome sweet scent.
Jiang Zheliu listened to both of them and said thoughtfully, “Xiao Yu, the book you gave me said that depicts the reproductive organs of each race ……”
Before he could finish his words, Yu Jinnian who was opposite him immediately coughed violently to stop him from divulging the rest.
Wen Renye did not know what kind of books Yu Jinnian had given Jiang Zheliu to read, if the great devil had known that he had given the clear as ice and clean as jade6 Jiang Xianzun these kind of books, Wen Renye would not only chop off his hand, he might even chop him up into little pieces, he was afraid that his collection of books would not be spared either.
A few days ago when Jiang Zheliu’s eyes were still okay, Yu Jinnian had given him a few books from his private collection, one of which was for increasing worldly knowledge, that is, about the differences between the d*cks of various races and the way that they copulate, which could not only be classified as a story but also a type of knowledge in popular science.
For example, the original form of Vermilion Bird Zhenjun was a Vermilion Bird, they mate like their species in order to breed. And the carp in the lake, they reproduce outside of their bodies, as for Chang Qian who was half-demon half-devil, the snake demon had two things. The whole thing was barbed, it was also an odd shape similar to a Echinopsis Cactus. But the devil’s……
The devil’s one…… seemed to vary because their bodies and their original forms were different, like Wen Renye whose original form was covered in a blood armour and bone spikes. In actuality, it was very difficult to estimate what that thing actually looked like. And it was not even his complete original form. Apparently, among the devils, there was a lust devil that feeds on lust and was very good at that unspeakable thing ……
It was because of this, that Jiang Zheliu had been reminded about his newly acquired “knowledge” from a few days ago that had become a private joke between the two of them.
Except that for Jiang Zheliu, he really was looking at it as if he was acquiring knowledge, but Yu Jinnian evidently was not as righteous and bold.
He was trying to cover it up so much that of course even Wen Renye could tell, the latter frowned and asked, “What book?”
“Uh ……” Jiang Zheliu could naturally feel that Yu Jinnian did not want Wen Renye to know, in order to protect this basic and meager pleasure of his, he said with rare reluctancy, “It’s not a good book.”
“What’s it called?”
“It’s called……” Jiang Zheliu thought about it: “《108 ways to make the little Devil Lord not chug vinegar》”.
Wen Renye: “Do I look like I can be that easily tricked?”
No.
Jiang Zheliu’s attitude was sincere, he gently smiled, “But it seems that you’re not going to make things difficult for me.”
Wen Renye: “………….”
What’s wrong with this person? He’s obviously hiding something, but how come his every word made Wen Renye have his hands bound, unable to do anything.
