Qing Lin faked a smile.
She watched as Jiang Zheliu calmly took a sip of his tea and after a long while, she finally replied: “No, not yet.”
Jiang Zheliu didn’t actually know how long the breeding season lasted for the dragons, he was just throwing it out there casually. But Qing Lin was leaning in closer and closer as if she was having trouble resisting the scent on his body, that even her coral-like dragon horns had revealed themselves.
Jiang Zheliu moved back slightly a few inches, to avoid the other’s precious horns accidentally impaling him. He put down the tea cup, but Ah-Chu thrusted a bowl of medicine into his hands, the bowl of medicine was still warm and smelled extremely bitter.
The bitterness was able to slightly conceal a part of his Heavenly Spirit Body’s scent.
Qing Lin gradually came back to her senses, she wanted to say something but then she hesitated, finally saying whilst thinking: “Good friend, this….. This symptom of yours, how long will it last?”
Jiang Zheliu slowly drank his medicine and then pondered for a while, with a little uncertainty he said: What symptom, the symptom which makes all of you demons become lascivious when you see me?”
Qing Lin: “…… I guess.”
“Around seven days.” Jiang Zheliu looked at Ah-Chu behind her, “Ah-Chu is still young, he hasn’t even reached maturity yet. Although my little demon here is young, his self-control is much better than yours.”
Qing Lin nodded, the scales under her eyes glistened and reflected the light, she said suddenly: “Devil Lord Wenren’s endurance is astonishing.”
Jiang Zheliu frowned because of the bitterness of the medicine, having been spoilt, his taste buds had changed, he drank extremely slowly, in between the sips of medicine he casually answered: “He’s considerate of me.”
Qing Lin after hearing this, felt a little disgusted inside, but she did not show it, but stayed to chat with Jiang Zheliu for a little while longer, finally departing at around sunset.
But this time she did not step foot on the snow, and took flight directly into the sky.
Not long after Qing Lin left, when the horizon had begun to darken but it was not yet nightfall, Wenren Ye and Yu Jinnian returned, having finally found the rare medicinal ingredients that they were searching for.
Wenren Ye easily sensed that someone had visited.
The window was only half-closed, allowing the slight wind to bring in the snow and ice from the outside. Jiang Zheliu was sitting in his chair drinking his medicine. Starting and stopping, he had only managed to drink half of it, the medicine had become stone cold.
He was currently reading a book, the contents were unknown, but he looked extremely calm and indifferent, but the finger that was resting on the page was moving ever so slightly. The little movement exposing his frame of mind.
Wenren Ye closed the window, and then leaned up very close to him, reached out to fiddle with the fur collar of the robe covering the other’s shoulders, making sure that every inch of his neck was covered up and then he picked him up into his arms.
Jiang Zheliu was originally happily reading a book, and not particularly paying attention but then he was suddenly picked up into the other’s arms. Even the book that he had only read the half of was taken over to the bed with him.
…… It didn’t seem like he had a frail body, it was more like he was disabled.
But as Zhongnan Mountain was still snowing, the floor was still very cold. The little devil didn’t like him getting out of bed, he’d prefer it if Jiang Zheliu would sleep the entire day, so that the Devil Lord could watch over him the entire day…… This was some bizarre form of comfort for him, his unconscious mind was basically telling him: If you rest more, you will live longer and you can stay with me.
It seemed a little childish but in reality, his actions were filled with the fear and the worry of losing Jiang Zheliu, it was just that Wenren Ye was not good at expressing it, aside from through these little concealed gestures.
The little willow tree had been placed on the bed by him, medicine left unfinished, book left unread.
“Why is there still half here?” Wenren Ye asked whilst smoothing away the strands of hair from the other’s face.
Jiang Zheliu was embarrassed to say that it was too bitter, and thought that this reason was a little too puerile, so he made up his mind that in a bit he would slowly down the whole thing to not make the little devil worry, but then he was fed a candy.
…….. This again, isn’t it even harder to drink it now?
Jiang Xianzun chewed on the sickly sweet candy, using his eyes to express his displeasure, whilst swallowing the whole thing at the same time.
Wenren Ye said: “Yu Jinnian and I found some useful medicines, tomorrow we’ll let you try it. Today……..”
He paused for a slight moment.
“Who came to see you?”
The devils did not actually have that keen of a sense of smell, for Wenren Ye to be able to detect it, was purely out of his own merit, or it could be said that he was incredibly perceptive on all things in regards to Jiang Zheliu.
Jiang Zheliu said: “Qing Lin came, she had something to ask you, asked me to pass on the message.”
Wenren Ye stared at him whilst he nodded, then listened to him explain what Qing Lin had told him earlier, the more he listened the deeper his frown became, he finally said: “……. a mystery person?”
“En.” Jiang Zheliu glanced at him, “Ling Xiao Sect is a complete mess, it’s the perfect opportunity to seize power, it would be hard for anyone to resist.
“You don’t need to think about this kind of stuff.” The little devil’s disgust to this situation made the little willow tree rack his brains a little, “The Devil Realm does indeed have this object, but it would be impossible to make a trade with her, so you should tell her to forget it.”
“There really is such a thing?” Jiang Zheliu was rather surprised, which changed his impression on the Devil Realm that they only knew how to fight, and said: “If I have the chance, I’d also like to go to the Xuan Tongju Gate to take a look.”
Inside the Xuan Tongju Gate was just blood and gore, it was not suitable for Jiang Zheliu to go there. Wenren Ye looked at his snow-white robes, and thought to himself that even if that sleeve got even a speck of dust on it, he’d be extremely displeased, so why would he ever let him enter a place like Xuan Tongju Gate.
“Not only do we have this treasure.” Wenren Ye shifted his gaze, looking attentively into his pitch-black eyes, “It’s on your body.”
Jiang Zheliu was suddenly quiet.
Something that he was wearing on his body that was from the Devil Realm – there were only two items: the ink bracelet and the resurrection stone. From the description of it, it was more likely to be the resurrection stone.
Wenren Ye’s reaction had confirmed his suspicion. The little devil stooped over, and pulled out the necklace that was around his neck from the inside of his robes, his fingertips slowly moving over the smooth milky surface of the rock with its moving wisps of blue.
“To expedite new life, there is only this.”
The resurrection stone could not be used to resurrect, but it was able to revitalise Jiang Zheliu’s damaged body, it could also make up for the spiritual energy that was lacking in the four divisions cultivation furnace to create new life, speeding up the furnace’s ability to produce a new demon Zhenjun.
Jiang Zheliu looked down at it: “It’s really powerful and has many usages, that’s not bad.”
“But you were annoyed with me because of it at first.”
Wenren Ye suddenly brought up an old quarrel.
Jiang Zheliu’s words got stuck in his throat, he watched as the little devil’s face came closer and closer, those deep purple eyes were completely focused on him.
“You didn’t talk to me for a whole day.”
Jiang Zheliu: “…….. Wasn’t you that didn’t speak to me?”
Perhaps choosing a younger partner would lead to frequent situations like this. The other would always bring up old quarrels, be jealous, suddenly feel uneasy, and it was always without warning.
Wenren Ye didn’t listen to him, and just held on to the feeling of being wronged. He lowered his head and bit Jiang Zheliu’s neck, adding another red mark to his neck, seeing that was enough to make him lose a little self-control.
Jiang Zheliu’s Adam’s apple trembled very slightly.
The grand beauty was exceptional everywhere, his neck was slender, even his inconspicuous Adam’s apple was more exquisite than others, like the ice that is sprinkled under a bed of strawberries, his entire body was releasing a seductive scent.
Jiang Zheliu was afraid that he would bring up the past again and changed the topic: “I wonder if that mystery person knows that this treasure is around my neck, and is purposely trying to cause a rift between Qing Lin and I, or perhaps even increase the hostility between you and the Demon Realm?”
The second one seemed more likely.
The way he changed the subject was not particularly natural, but Wenren Ye’s attention was elsewhere. Wenren Ye used his sharp canine teeth to bite down very lightly onto this fair white flesh until it was swollen.
“I already said you don’t need to think about this stuff.” The little devil was a bit annoyed, and pushed him onto the bed, then stayed above Jiang Zheliu and began to rub against his shoulder, exactly like a large dog, it was hardly any better than that good-for-nothing devil horse.
He was indeed worthy of the title of Devil Lord, eagerly leading the way and using the same actions as his subordinates.
Jiang Zheliu reached his hand up and put it on the back of the other’s head, and then traced along the hard devil horns on his head and said: “I was only saying, even if I didn’t say it out loud, I wouldn’t be able to resist thinking……”
“You’re not allowed.”
The little devil was starting to become unreasonable.
Who could have predicted that one day, the biggest worry for the great Devil Lord was the day to day habits of his beloved.
“Yu Jinnian said troubling your mind with nonsense can affect your recovery.” Wenren Ye cuddled him as he talked, “You previously suffered a heavy injury, due to the news of the fall of Vermilion Bird, and got angered by that shameful person….. From now on, don’t think about these kinds of things. Just keep reading your books and sleeping, wait until it stops snowing and the arrival of spring then you can go outside and enjoy the landscape and start growing some flowers.”
After saying that, he remembered the physical condition of the person in his arms and he changed his words to say: “Watch Ah-Chu and Chang Qian grow some flowers.”
Jiang Zheliu: “…… I sound completely useless.”
But this was actually what he had wanted at the start of his retirement, whether he lived or he died, it was all down to heavens, there was no need to struggle to keep on living.
But now he possessed the will to live, so naturally he wanted to improve his health, or to at least not have such a fickle weak body, that bruised like a peach. Even if this was impossible, he could still make long term plans for the little devil and not be a completely useless person.
“No you’re not.”
Wenren Ye was terribly angered by the other’s words, and didn’t want to let go of him. Before, he had only half settled his grievances about last time, but the other’s words just now had brought out the rest of his anger. He lowered his head and licked the red spot that he had bitten previously, he was so angry that he wanted to take another bite. He kept licking for a long while but was unwilling to take another bite, instead he said: “Can’t you use better words to describe yourself.”
He was incredibly irritated. He felt uncomfortable like something was poking him, like a great lion that was grooming himself and caused a static electric shock.
Jiang Zheliu didn’t think that he had spoken badly about himself, but he was experienced and wise, he knew that Wenren Ye could get mad about the oddest things, so he decided to just go along with it: “Okay, I won’t talk about myself like that.”
This was another kind of feeling, to be with a great beauty who was as laid back as Jiang Zheliu, even if you were really upset, because of the other’s wisdom and personality, you’d still go along with him.
The little deers in Wenren Ye’s heart were affected by the other’s soft gentle voice; he didn’t know how many had died in that instant. His sensitive emotions had halted and he just stared blankly at Jiang Zheliu.
Jiang Zheliu was unaware, and thought that Wenren Ye was still annoyed, he looked back at him, thought about it and then asked: “Unless, good description words in the Devil Realm and the Mortal Realm are different?”
Wenren Ye swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then lowered his head to take in a deep breath of his scent, and whispered: “Most of it is the same.”
Jiang Zheliu nodded.
“But there are some things that are different. The Devil Realm revere sincerity and courage, but are not too bothered about knowledge.”
“…….En.” Jiang Zheliu sighed: “No wonder, it has produced a child like you.”
Wenren Ye’s focus was once again elsewhere, and didn’t notice that Jiang Zheliu was joking, but still frowned: “I’m already grown up, you still think of me as a child?”
Jiang Zheliu wanted to say – based on your age, of course I still think you’re young, but he resisted and he was reminded of something. The roots of his ears began to flush, he coughed lightly and didn’t say a word.
But Wenren Ye had already started to get angry again.
The male dignity of the Devil Lord had been challenged. He could only grit his teeth but he did not dare to use force so he could only kiss him gently, and then leave a distinctive tooth mark on his lips, causing Xianzun to suffer such a “huge injury” to his red and swollen lips.
Jiang Zheliu was held tightly as he was kissed and unable to struggle free for a long time, he could only embrace him back and let him have his way, until Wenren Ye’s two devil horns started to rub against him, and then he said: “We found the right ingredients, so Yu Jinnian can make you that medicine, he said I could….. Have a go, you’ve been feverish for so long and haven’t been able to get rid of it. If something else happens, we won’t know how to deal with it.”
Jiang Zheliu was slow to react, and decided to ask: “Have a go at what?”
Wenren Ye started at him without blinking, he nervously pulled his hand over and placed it on —— Jiang Zheliu immediately retracted his hand.
Now he was the one getting nervous.
“……. Xiao Yu,” Jiang Zheliu breathed in very deeply and then exhaled very slowly, having trouble calming himself down, “does he want me to die.”
Wenren Ye: “…….. But he said……..”
“Stop talking about it.” The little willow tree face exhibited his displeasure, he turned his body and then pulled up his quilt to go to sleep. “I will die, I’m not listening to the doctor’s orders.”
Wenren Ye: “……..”
What could he do? He was feeling a little sorry for himself.
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Tianji Pavilion.
The Tianji Pavilion had a seven-person protection array that was arranged according to the constellation of the Big Dipper1, but right now there were only six people. The Dubhe2 position which was occupied by Wang Moxuan, the younger brother of the Pavilion Lord, and the second young master of Tianji Pavilion who had suddenly disappeared.
Disappeared was what they were saying to the outsiders.
Wang Wenyuan was wearing a daoist robe and holding a folding fan in his hands, his hair was held up in a hairpin, he was sitting on a praying mat, and there was a chess board in front of him.
The Grand Elder of Ling Xiao Sect, Lin Qingxu, was sitting opposite him.
The Grand Elder was old, and treated everyone with the same pleasant manner, he blew on the cup of tea in his hand and then laughed before saying: “This time I was able to get the position of temporary Sect Leader against the will of the masses, it’s all down to your help, Pavilion Lord.”
Instead of help, he should have said collusion, or manipulation.
Wang Wenyuan replied courteously: “It was nothing. Elder Lin is a person of virtue and prestige. I also need to thank you, only by you giving Zhu Wuxin the Five Power Passion Pill could we have made his madness flare up, and got him killed by the person he loved the most.”
Lin Qingxu smiled even more warmly and nodded: “To repay you, Pavilion Lord, I have arranged what you have asked for. If you and I continue to work together, and help each other, I’m sure we can make the Cultivation World advance forward.”
His gaze seemingly darted over to the place that had been covered over by a black cloth and then he quickly retracted his gaze.
Wang Wenyuan opened his fan and then wafted it a few times, and then said with much concern: “It’s just that a temporary Sect Leader without the Ling Xiao Sword…… is perhaps…..”
Lin Qingxu became somewhat silent, after a long while he said: “The Ling Xiao Sword is with Xianzun, how would I dare to go retrieve it.”
Their reverence and respect for Jiang Zheliu was still very much engraved into their bones, so under normal circumstances it was hard for him to imagine going to snatch the sword.
“Aiiie——” Wang Wenyuan. “Isn’t Ling Xiao Sect going up the mountain in a few days to request for the sword to be returned? When the time comes you just need to be a bit more forceful, he’s completely powerless now, why would he try to hold on to this spiritual sword? At best, he might say a few words to stop you, but he wouldn’t leave Ling Xiao Sect without a successor?”
His words had taken a load off Lin Qingxu’s mind, and cleared up something for him. This unaccomplished and hesitant Grand Elder squinted and then laughed: “Xianzun naturally doesn’t want to bother with Ling Xiao Sect anymore.”
Wang Wenyuan had his own prerogative, and would not deliberately care for this particular matter. The entire Cultivation World knew that Jiang Zheliu cherished the remnants of things that reminded him of his shifu – one was the Ling Xiao Sect, and the other was Zhu Wuxin. Now that Zhu Wuxin had died, the Sect’s previous way of thinking still remained, they still felt that that person was their safe haven, and he would not make things difficult for them.
After drinking a cup of tea, Lin Qingxu stood up to bid farewell whilst pre-occupied by his own thoughts, but he was still seemingly gentle and kind on the surface. Wang Wenyuan also closed his fan and cupped his hands together respectfully by sending him off.
After Lin Qingxu left, he went back inside, lifted up the tea lid, and touched the moist water vapour under the tea lid, and took off the recording sound cicada attached to it.
He glanced down, showing a strange smile, and then put away the recording sound cicada in his sleeve. He then turned and walked up to the huge iron cage, picking up the black cloth.
Layers of black cloth fell down, revealing a person wearing a snow-white Buddhist monk robe and a long muslin conical bamboo hat3. The monk robes were splattered with blood, resembling red plum flowers in full bloom. The hands and feet of the person in the cage were also tightly bound by the spiritual chains, bound so tightly there were bruises and blood.
Wang Wenyuan pushed aside the long veil with his folding fan, and smiled at the silent monk who had his eyes closed: “Zen Master Ming Jing4.”
He had wasted a lot of energy on kidnapping this heir of Lan Re Temple quietly. His shifu was the former abbot, and his uncle was the current abbot, so he had some backing behind him. But the disciples of Lan Re Temple often travelled outside the temple as long as their Buddhist lamps did not extinguish, the abbot of the secluded Lan Re Temple would not bother to look for them.
He stared at the other person’s handsome pale face, and said, “It was indeed impolite of me to invite Zen Master here in this fashion.”
Wang Wenyuan stood up and used his fan to pick up a parrot that had had its wings cut off from on top of the huge iron cage.
“I have no ill intentions, I just want to know… Is the prophecy deduced by Lan Re Temple’s karmic deduction method consistent with my hexagrams?” He paused and asked more clearly, “What exactly was written upon Xianzun’s fortune stick?”
Although he didn’t go there that day, he had asked the representatives that he sent about everything that had happened there, and had combed through every detail with much attention. Wang Wenyuan was very confident in his divination skills and would not tolerate any mistakes.
“Zen Master, why don’t you speak?”
Qing Lin faked a smile.
She watched as Jiang Zheliu calmly took a sip of his tea and after a long while, she finally replied: “No, not yet.”
Jiang Zheliu didn’t actually know how long the breeding season lasted for the dragons, he was just throwing it out there casually. But Qing Lin was leaning in closer and closer as if she was having trouble resisting the scent on his body, that even her coral-like dragon horns had revealed themselves.
Jiang Zheliu moved back slightly a few inches, to avoid the other’s precious horns accidentally impaling him. He put down the tea cup, but Ah-Chu thrusted a bowl of medicine into his hands, the bowl of medicine was still warm and smelled extremely bitter.
The bitterness was able to slightly conceal a part of his Heavenly Spirit Body’s scent.
Qing Lin gradually came back to her senses, she wanted to say something but then she hesitated, finally saying whilst thinking: “Good friend, this….. This symptom of yours, how long will it last?”
Jiang Zheliu slowly drank his medicine and then pondered for a while, with a little uncertainty he said: What symptom, the symptom which makes all of you demons become lascivious when you see me?”
Qing Lin: “…… I guess.”
“Around seven days.” Jiang Zheliu looked at Ah-Chu behind her, “Ah-Chu is still young, he hasn’t even reached maturity yet. Although my little demon here is young, his self-control is much better than yours.”
Qing Lin nodded, the scales under her eyes glistened and reflected the light, she said suddenly: “Devil Lord Wenren’s endurance is astonishing.”
Jiang Zheliu frowned because of the bitterness of the medicine, having been spoilt, his taste buds had changed, he drank extremely slowly, in between the sips of medicine he casually answered: “He’s considerate of me.”
Qing Lin after hearing this, felt a little disgusted inside, but she did not show it, but stayed to chat with Jiang Zheliu for a little while longer, finally departing at around sunset.
But this time she did not step foot on the snow, and took flight directly into the sky.
Not long after Qing Lin left, when the horizon had begun to darken but it was not yet nightfall, Wenren Ye and Yu Jinnian returned, having finally found the rare medicinal ingredients that they were searching for.
Wenren Ye easily sensed that someone had visited.
The window was only half-closed, allowing the slight wind to bring in the snow and ice from the outside. Jiang Zheliu was sitting in his chair drinking his medicine. Starting and stopping, he had only managed to drink half of it, the medicine had become stone cold.
He was currently reading a book, the contents were unknown, but he looked extremely calm and indifferent, but the finger that was resting on the page was moving ever so slightly. The little movement exposing his frame of mind.
Wenren Ye closed the window, and then leaned up very close to him, reached out to fiddle with the fur collar of the robe covering the other’s shoulders, making sure that every inch of his neck was covered up and then he picked him up into his arms.
Jiang Zheliu was originally happily reading a book, and not particularly paying attention but then he was suddenly picked up into the other’s arms. Even the book that he had only read the half of was taken over to the bed with him.
…… It didn’t seem like he had a frail body, it was more like he was disabled.
But as Zhongnan Mountain was still snowing, the floor was still very cold. The little devil didn’t like him getting out of bed, he’d prefer it if Jiang Zheliu would sleep the entire day, so that the Devil Lord could watch over him the entire day…… This was some bizarre form of comfort for him, his unconscious mind was basically telling him: If you rest more, you will live longer and you can stay with me.
It seemed a little childish but in reality, his actions were filled with the fear and the worry of losing Jiang Zheliu, it was just that Wenren Ye was not good at expressing it, aside from through these little concealed gestures.
The little willow tree had been placed on the bed by him, medicine left unfinished, book left unread.
“Why is there still half here?” Wenren Ye asked whilst smoothing away the strands of hair from the other’s face.
Jiang Zheliu was embarrassed to say that it was too bitter, and thought that this reason was a little too puerile, so he made up his mind that in a bit he would slowly down the whole thing to not make the little devil worry, but then he was fed a candy.
…….. This again, isn’t it even harder to drink it now?
Jiang Xianzun chewed on the sickly sweet candy, using his eyes to express his displeasure, whilst swallowing the whole thing at the same time.
Wenren Ye said: “Yu Jinnian and I found some useful medicines, tomorrow we’ll let you try it. Today……..”
He paused for a slight moment.
“Who came to see you?”
The devils did not actually have that keen of a sense of smell, for Wenren Ye to be able to detect it, was purely out of his own merit, or it could be said that he was incredibly perceptive on all things in regards to Jiang Zheliu.
Jiang Zheliu said: “Qing Lin came, she had something to ask you, asked me to pass on the message.”
Wenren Ye stared at him whilst he nodded, then listened to him explain what Qing Lin had told him earlier, the more he listened the deeper his frown became, he finally said: “……. a mystery person?”
“En.” Jiang Zheliu glanced at him, “Ling Xiao Sect is a complete mess, it’s the perfect opportunity to seize power, it would be hard for anyone to resist.
“You don’t need to think about this kind of stuff.” The little devil’s disgust to this situation made the little willow tree rack his brains a little, “The Devil Realm does indeed have this object, but it would be impossible to make a trade with her, so you should tell her to forget it.”
“There really is such a thing?” Jiang Zheliu was rather surprised, which changed his impression on the Devil Realm that they only knew how to fight, and said: “If I have the chance, I’d also like to go to the Xuan Tongju Gate to take a look.”
Inside the Xuan Tongju Gate was just blood and gore, it was not suitable for Jiang Zheliu to go there. Wenren Ye looked at his snow-white robes, and thought to himself that even if that sleeve got even a speck of dust on it, he’d be extremely displeased, so why would he ever let him enter a place like Xuan Tongju Gate.
“Not only do we have this treasure.” Wenren Ye shifted his gaze, looking attentively into his pitch-black eyes, “It’s on your body.”
Jiang Zheliu was suddenly quiet.
Something that he was wearing on his body that was from the Devil Realm – there were only two items: the ink bracelet and the resurrection stone. From the description of it, it was more likely to be the resurrection stone.
Wenren Ye’s reaction had confirmed his suspicion. The little devil stooped over, and pulled out the necklace that was around his neck from the inside of his robes, his fingertips slowly moving over the smooth milky surface of the rock with its moving wisps of blue.
“To expedite new life, there is only this.”
The resurrection stone could not be used to resurrect, but it was able to revitalise Jiang Zheliu’s damaged body, it could also make up for the spiritual energy that was lacking in the four divisions cultivation furnace to create new life, speeding up the furnace’s ability to produce a new demon Zhenjun.
Jiang Zheliu looked down at it: “It’s really powerful and has many usages, that’s not bad.”
“But you were annoyed with me because of it at first.”
Wenren Ye suddenly brought up an old quarrel.
Jiang Zheliu’s words got stuck in his throat, he watched as the little devil’s face came closer and closer, those deep purple eyes were completely focused on him.
“You didn’t talk to me for a whole day.”
Jiang Zheliu: “…….. Wasn’t you that didn’t speak to me?”
Perhaps choosing a younger partner would lead to frequent situations like this. The other would always bring up old quarrels, be jealous, suddenly feel uneasy, and it was always without warning.
Wenren Ye didn’t listen to him, and just held on to the feeling of being wronged. He lowered his head and bit Jiang Zheliu’s neck, adding another red mark to his neck, seeing that was enough to make him lose a little self-control.
Jiang Zheliu’s Adam’s apple trembled very slightly.
The grand beauty was exceptional everywhere, his neck was slender, even his inconspicuous Adam’s apple was more exquisite than others, like the ice that is sprinkled under a bed of strawberries, his entire body was releasing a seductive scent.
Jiang Zheliu was afraid that he would bring up the past again and changed the topic: “I wonder if that mystery person knows that this treasure is around my neck, and is purposely trying to cause a rift between Qing Lin and I, or perhaps even increase the hostility between you and the Demon Realm?”
The second one seemed more likely.
The way he changed the subject was not particularly natural, but Wenren Ye’s attention was elsewhere. Wenren Ye used his sharp canine teeth to bite down very lightly onto this fair white flesh until it was swollen.
“I already said you don’t need to think about this stuff.” The little devil was a bit annoyed, and pushed him onto the bed, then stayed above Jiang Zheliu and began to rub against his shoulder, exactly like a large dog, it was hardly any better than that good-for-nothing devil horse.
He was indeed worthy of the title of Devil Lord, eagerly leading the way and using the same actions as his subordinates.
Jiang Zheliu reached his hand up and put it on the back of the other’s head, and then traced along the hard devil horns on his head and said: “I was only saying, even if I didn’t say it out loud, I wouldn’t be able to resist thinking……”
“You’re not allowed.”
The little devil was starting to become unreasonable.
Who could have predicted that one day, the biggest worry for the great Devil Lord was the day to day habits of his beloved.
“Yu Jinnian said troubling your mind with nonsense can affect your recovery.” Wenren Ye cuddled him as he talked, “You previously suffered a heavy injury, due to the news of the fall of Vermilion Bird, and got angered by that shameful person….. From now on, don’t think about these kinds of things. Just keep reading your books and sleeping, wait until it stops snowing and the arrival of spring then you can go outside and enjoy the landscape and start growing some flowers.”
After saying that, he remembered the physical condition of the person in his arms and he changed his words to say: “Watch Ah-Chu and Chang Qian grow some flowers.”
Jiang Zheliu: “…… I sound completely useless.”
But this was actually what he had wanted at the start of his retirement, whether he lived or he died, it was all down to heavens, there was no need to struggle to keep on living.
But now he possessed the will to live, so naturally he wanted to improve his health, or to at least not have such a fickle weak body, that bruised like a peach. Even if this was impossible, he could still make long term plans for the little devil and not be a completely useless person.
“No you’re not.”
Wenren Ye was terribly angered by the other’s words, and didn’t want to let go of him. Before, he had only half settled his grievances about last time, but the other’s words just now had brought out the rest of his anger. He lowered his head and licked the red spot that he had bitten previously, he was so angry that he wanted to take another bite. He kept licking for a long while but was unwilling to take another bite, instead he said: “Can’t you use better words to describe yourself.”
He was incredibly irritated. He felt uncomfortable like something was poking him, like a great lion that was grooming himself and caused a static electric shock.
Jiang Zheliu didn’t think that he had spoken badly about himself, but he was experienced and wise, he knew that Wenren Ye could get mad about the oddest things, so he decided to just go along with it: “Okay, I won’t talk about myself like that.”
This was another kind of feeling, to be with a great beauty who was as laid back as Jiang Zheliu, even if you were really upset, because of the other’s wisdom and personality, you’d still go along with him.
The little deers in Wenren Ye’s heart were affected by the other’s soft gentle voice; he didn’t know how many had died in that instant. His sensitive emotions had halted and he just stared blankly at Jiang Zheliu.
Jiang Zheliu was unaware, and thought that Wenren Ye was still annoyed, he looked back at him, thought about it and then asked: “Unless, good description words in the Devil Realm and the Mortal Realm are different?”
Wenren Ye swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then lowered his head to take in a deep breath of his scent, and whispered: “Most of it is the same.”
Jiang Zheliu nodded.
“But there are some things that are different. The Devil Realm revere sincerity and courage, but are not too bothered about knowledge.”
“…….En.” Jiang Zheliu sighed: “No wonder, it has produced a child like you.”
Wenren Ye’s focus was once again elsewhere, and didn’t notice that Jiang Zheliu was joking, but still frowned: “I’m already grown up, you still think of me as a child?”
Jiang Zheliu wanted to say – based on your age, of course I still think you’re young, but he resisted and he was reminded of something. The roots of his ears began to flush, he coughed lightly and didn’t say a word.
But Wenren Ye had already started to get angry again.
The male dignity of the Devil Lord had been challenged. He could only grit his teeth but he did not dare to use force so he could only kiss him gently, and then leave a distinctive tooth mark on his lips, causing Xianzun to suffer such a “huge injury” to his red and swollen lips.
Jiang Zheliu was held tightly as he was kissed and unable to struggle free for a long time, he could only embrace him back and let him have his way, until Wenren Ye’s two devil horns started to rub against him, and then he said: “We found the right ingredients, so Yu Jinnian can make you that medicine, he said I could….. Have a go, you’ve been feverish for so long and haven’t been able to get rid of it. If something else happens, we won’t know how to deal with it.”
Jiang Zheliu was slow to react, and decided to ask: “Have a go at what?”
Wenren Ye started at him without blinking, he nervously pulled his hand over and placed it on —— Jiang Zheliu immediately retracted his hand.
Now he was the one getting nervous.
“……. Xiao Yu,” Jiang Zheliu breathed in very deeply and then exhaled very slowly, having trouble calming himself down, “does he want me to die.”
Wenren Ye: “…….. But he said……..”
“Stop talking about it.” The little willow tree face exhibited his displeasure, he turned his body and then pulled up his quilt to go to sleep. “I will die, I’m not listening to the doctor’s orders.”
Wenren Ye: “……..”
What could he do? He was feeling a little sorry for himself.
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Tianji Pavilion.
The Tianji Pavilion had a seven-person protection array that was arranged according to the constellation of the Big Dipper1, but right now there were only six people. The Dubhe2 position which was occupied by Wang Moxuan, the younger brother of the Pavilion Lord, and the second young master of Tianji Pavilion who had suddenly disappeared.
Disappeared was what they were saying to the outsiders.
Wang Wenyuan was wearing a daoist robe and holding a folding fan in his hands, his hair was held up in a hairpin, he was sitting on a praying mat, and there was a chess board in front of him.
The Grand Elder of Ling Xiao Sect, Lin Qingxu, was sitting opposite him.
The Grand Elder was old, and treated everyone with the same pleasant manner, he blew on the cup of tea in his hand and then laughed before saying: “This time I was able to get the position of temporary Sect Leader against the will of the masses, it’s all down to your help, Pavilion Lord.”
Instead of help, he should have said collusion, or manipulation.
Wang Wenyuan replied courteously: “It was nothing. Elder Lin is a person of virtue and prestige. I also need to thank you, only by you giving Zhu Wuxin the Five Power Passion Pill could we have made his madness flare up, and got him killed by the person he loved the most.”
Lin Qingxu smiled even more warmly and nodded: “To repay you, Pavilion Lord, I have arranged what you have asked for. If you and I continue to work together, and help each other, I’m sure we can make the Cultivation World advance forward.”
His gaze seemingly darted over to the place that had been covered over by a black cloth and then he quickly retracted his gaze.
Wang Wenyuan opened his fan and then wafted it a few times, and then said with much concern: “It’s just that a temporary Sect Leader without the Ling Xiao Sword…… is perhaps…..”
Lin Qingxu became somewhat silent, after a long while he said: “The Ling Xiao Sword is with Xianzun, how would I dare to go retrieve it.”
Their reverence and respect for Jiang Zheliu was still very much engraved into their bones, so under normal circumstances it was hard for him to imagine going to snatch the sword.
“Aiiie——” Wang Wenyuan. “Isn’t Ling Xiao Sect going up the mountain in a few days to request for the sword to be returned? When the time comes you just need to be a bit more forceful, he’s completely powerless now, why would he try to hold on to this spiritual sword? At best, he might say a few words to stop you, but he wouldn’t leave Ling Xiao Sect without a successor?”
His words had taken a load off Lin Qingxu’s mind, and cleared up something for him. This unaccomplished and hesitant Grand Elder squinted and then laughed: “Xianzun naturally doesn’t want to bother with Ling Xiao Sect anymore.”
Wang Wenyuan had his own prerogative, and would not deliberately care for this particular matter. The entire Cultivation World knew that Jiang Zheliu cherished the remnants of things that reminded him of his shifu – one was the Ling Xiao Sect, and the other was Zhu Wuxin. Now that Zhu Wuxin had died, the Sect’s previous way of thinking still remained, they still felt that that person was their safe haven, and he would not make things difficult for them.
After drinking a cup of tea, Lin Qingxu stood up to bid farewell whilst pre-occupied by his own thoughts, but he was still seemingly gentle and kind on the surface. Wang Wenyuan also closed his fan and cupped his hands together respectfully by sending him off.
After Lin Qingxu left, he went back inside, lifted up the tea lid, and touched the moist water vapour under the tea lid, and took off the recording sound cicada attached to it.
He glanced down, showing a strange smile, and then put away the recording sound cicada in his sleeve. He then turned and walked up to the huge iron cage, picking up the black cloth.
Layers of black cloth fell down, revealing a person wearing a snow-white Buddhist monk robe and a long muslin conical bamboo hat3. The monk robes were splattered with blood, resembling red plum flowers in full bloom. The hands and feet of the person in the cage were also tightly bound by the spiritual chains, bound so tightly there were bruises and blood.
Wang Wenyuan pushed aside the long veil with his folding fan, and smiled at the silent monk who had his eyes closed: “Zen Master Ming Jing4.”
He had wasted a lot of energy on kidnapping this heir of Lan Re Temple quietly. His shifu was the former abbot, and his uncle was the current abbot, so he had some backing behind him. But the disciples of Lan Re Temple often travelled outside the temple as long as their Buddhist lamps did not extinguish, the abbot of the secluded Lan Re Temple would not bother to look for them.
He stared at the other person’s handsome pale face, and said, “It was indeed impolite of me to invite Zen Master here in this fashion.”
Wang Wenyuan stood up and used his fan to pick up a parrot that had had its wings cut off from on top of the huge iron cage.
“I have no ill intentions, I just want to know… Is the prophecy deduced by Lan Re Temple’s karmic deduction method consistent with my hexagrams?” He paused and asked more clearly, “What exactly was written upon Xianzun’s fortune stick?”
Although he didn’t go there that day, he had asked the representatives that he sent about everything that had happened there, and had combed through every detail with much attention. Wang Wenyuan was very confident in his divination skills and would not tolerate any mistakes.
“Zen Master, why don’t you speak?”
