Chapter 41.2
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Jiang Zheliu slept for a day and a night.
When he opened his eyes, that feeling of utter exhaustion had been slightly alleviated. Outside it was dark, and a slight pitter patter of the rainfall could be heard, there had not been a clear day for a few days now.
It was as if there was no light.
But behind the screen, there was a small candle burning, which was giving off a very soft flickering light. In the incense burner, there were remnants of a pine scented incense stick, which had been burning for such a long time so the entire house smelled like Wenren Ye, but this scent was even sweeter and softer.
Jiang Zheliu looked towards the rain outside the window, raised his hand a little and touched the pair of hard devil horns. The devil horns had blood-red patterns climbing up it, such complicated lines, which were clearly imbued in devilish energy.
Wenren Ye opened his eyes when he felt his light touch and looked up at Jiang Zheliu.
The little devil didn’t seem to have slept, but the devils were always very spirited in nature.
His hand grabbed the cold hard devil horn and played with it for a while before letting go. It seemed that he wanted to say something but his voice was incredibly hoarse so it was as if he hadn’t spoken at all.
Jiang Zheliu stopped trying to speak, and tried to massage his throat as he looked up at Wenren Ye.
The little devil was getting nervous and passed him a cup of tea, there seemed to be something else in the cup which was releasing a sweet scent.
Jiang Zheliu accepted the cup, and discovered that the temperature was just right so he lowered his head to take a few sips. After moistening his lips and throat, he was finally able to force out: “…..How long was I asleep?”
“Not too long.” Wenren Ye’s expression did not change as he said, “Just for a little while.”
Jiang Zheliu found him odd, and lowered his head to continue drinking the tea.
His robes were disorderly and had fallen off his shoulder slightly exposing extensive bruising and love bites, which were all proof of Wenren Ye’s ‘excessive cruelty’. The little devil felt more and more guilty, the more he looked at it, and his gaze was stuck on the other’s body, leaning in closer and closer.
The Heavenly Spirit Body was no longer feverish, so Jiang Zheliu’s body was no longer releasing that sweet scent, all that remained was the icy cold aura from his Dao body, as well as a vital energy that was coming from the resurrection stone.
Whichever it was, it was still fragrant and made him want to get closer, get very close.
Whilst he was thinking about it, he did in fact move closer, a pair of solid devil horns began to rub against Jiang Zheliu and then he got even closer, and turned to embrace him.
The hand that was holding the tea cup paused and he looked up at Wenren Ye. He was not feeling too comfortable, but the little devil had already got up close as if he had smelled some delicious snack, and then he stuck right up against his ear to speak.
“Is there anywhere that hurts?”
Of course there is.
Chang Qian stood beside his little uncle, and seriously denounced the fact that his shenxian gege was ignoring him, and then he delivered the bowl of medicine behind the screen—— And saw all the bruises and marks on Jiang Zheliu’s body.
Chang Qian’s mind went blank, he looked at the faint red mark upon the other’s fingertips, and then stuttered: “Gege, you’re okay right………”
Jiang Zheliu found it more and more difficult to swallow the medicine and it was so bitter that he frowned. As soon as he heard this he realised that Chang Qian had misunderstood the situation and explained: “It actually doesn’t hurt.”
No one would believe that. Chang Qian stared with wide eyes for a long while, and then turned and left, when he went past Wenren Ye, he completely ignored him and went downstairs.
Not long after that, Ah-Chu found out about the mistreatment of his shenxian gege.
Wenren Ye stared at him for a long while and then suddenly said: “If it’s just like this then it’s fine.”
Jiang Zheliu looked up in astonishment, and stared at the little misjudged devil.
————
At the same moment, at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.
After a rainy night, there was a rare clear sky, the evening light was bright and the stars filled the sky.
A flying device stopped at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, stopping in front of the dense pine and cypress forest.
Upon the flying device was engraved a crest of a fierce and sharp looking sword, it was the Ling Xiao Sword.
But they couldn’t enter Zhongnan Mountain.
It seemed that there was some sort of invisible barrier around it, stopping all movement in and out. No living thing could enter.
Author Note:
Shi Binghen’s devilish form consists of blood-red bat-like wings, the bones are just added support.
Yeye’s devilish form consists of bone wings without any flesh or skin, impossible to nibble on (?)
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Jiang Zheliu slept for a day and a night.
When he opened his eyes, that feeling of utter exhaustion had been slightly alleviated. Outside it was dark, and a slight pitter patter of the rainfall could be heard, there had not been a clear day for a few days now.
It was as if there was no light.
But behind the screen, there was a small candle burning, which was giving off a very soft flickering light. In the incense burner, there were remnants of a pine scented incense stick, which had been burning for such a long time so the entire house smelled like Wenren Ye, but this scent was even sweeter and softer.
Jiang Zheliu looked towards the rain outside the window, raised his hand a little and touched the pair of hard devil horns. The devil horns had blood-red patterns climbing up it, such complicated lines, which were clearly imbued in devilish energy.
Wenren Ye opened his eyes when he felt his light touch and looked up at Jiang Zheliu.
The little devil didn’t seem to have slept, but the devils were always very spirited in nature.
His hand grabbed the cold hard devil horn and played with it for a while before letting go. It seemed that he wanted to say something but his voice was incredibly hoarse so it was as if he hadn’t spoken at all.
Jiang Zheliu stopped trying to speak, and tried to massage his throat as he looked up at Wenren Ye.
The little devil was getting nervous and passed him a cup of tea, there seemed to be something else in the cup which was releasing a sweet scent.
Jiang Zheliu accepted the cup, and discovered that the temperature was just right so he lowered his head to take a few sips. After moistening his lips and throat, he was finally able to force out: “…..How long was I asleep?”
“Not too long.” Wenren Ye’s expression did not change as he said, “Just for a little while.”
Jiang Zheliu found him odd, and lowered his head to continue drinking the tea.
His robes were disorderly and had fallen off his shoulder slightly exposing extensive bruising and love bites, which were all proof of Wenren Ye’s ‘excessive cruelty’. The little devil felt more and more guilty, the more he looked at it, and his gaze was stuck on the other’s body, leaning in closer and closer.
The Heavenly Spirit Body was no longer feverish, so Jiang Zheliu’s body was no longer releasing that sweet scent, all that remained was the icy cold aura from his Dao body, as well as a vital energy that was coming from the resurrection stone.
Whichever it was, it was still fragrant and made him want to get closer, get very close.
Whilst he was thinking about it, he did in fact move closer, a pair of solid devil horns began to rub against Jiang Zheliu and then he got even closer, and turned to embrace him.
The hand that was holding the tea cup paused and he looked up at Wenren Ye. He was not feeling too comfortable, but the little devil had already got up close as if he had smelled some delicious snack, and then he stuck right up against his ear to speak.
“Is there anywhere that hurts?”
Of course there is.
Chang Qian stood beside his little uncle, and seriously denounced the fact that his shenxian gege was ignoring him, and then he delivered the bowl of medicine behind the screen—— And saw all the bruises and marks on Jiang Zheliu’s body.
Chang Qian’s mind went blank, he looked at the faint red mark upon the other’s fingertips, and then stuttered: “Gege, you’re okay right………”
Jiang Zheliu found it more and more difficult to swallow the medicine and it was so bitter that he frowned. As soon as he heard this he realised that Chang Qian had misunderstood the situation and explained: “It actually doesn’t hurt.”
No one would believe that. Chang Qian stared with wide eyes for a long while, and then turned and left, when he went past Wenren Ye, he completely ignored him and went downstairs.
Not long after that, Ah-Chu found out about the mistreatment of his shenxian gege.
Wenren Ye stared at him for a long while and then suddenly said: “If it’s just like this then it’s fine.”
Jiang Zheliu looked up in astonishment, and stared at the little misjudged devil.
————
At the same moment, at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.
After a rainy night, there was a rare clear sky, the evening light was bright and the stars filled the sky.
A flying device stopped at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, stopping in front of the dense pine and cypress forest.
Upon the flying device was engraved a crest of a fierce and sharp looking sword, it was the Ling Xiao Sword.
But they couldn’t enter Zhongnan Mountain.
It seemed that there was some sort of invisible barrier around it, stopping all movement in and out. No living thing could enter.
Author Note:
Shi Binghen’s devilish form consists of blood-red bat-like wings, the bones are just added support.
Yeye’s devilish form consists of bone wings without any flesh or skin, impossible to nibble on (?)
Jiang Zheliu slept for a day and a night.When he opened his eyes, that feeling of utter exhaustion had been slightly alleviated. Outside it was dark, and a slight pitter patter of the rainfall could be heard, there had not been a clear day for a few days now.It was as if there was no light.But behind the screen, there was a small candle burning, which was giving off a very soft flickering light. In the incense burner, there were remnants of a pine scented incense stick, which had been burning for such a long time so the entire house smelled like Wenren Ye, but this scent was even sweeter and softer.Jiang Zheliu looked towards the rain outside the window, raised his hand a little and touched the pair of harddevilhorns. Thedevilhorns had blood-red patterns climbing up it, such complicated lines, which were clearly imbued in devilish energy.Wenren Ye opened his eyes when he felt his light touch and looked up at Jiang Zheliu.The littledevildidn't seem to have slept, but the devils were always very spirited in nature.His hand grabbed the cold harddevilhorn and played with it for a while before letting go. It seemed that he wanted to say something but his voice was incredibly hoarse so it was as if he hadn't spoken at all.Jiang Zheliu stopped trying to speak, and tried to massage his throat as he looked up at Wenren Ye.The littledevilwas getting nervous and passed him a cup of tea, there seemed to be something else in the cup which was releasing a sweet scent.Jiang Zheliu accepted the cup, and discovered that the temperature was just right so he lowered his head to take a few sips. After moistening his lips and throat, he was finally able to force out: ..How long was I asleep?Not too long. Wenren Ye's expression did not change as he said, Just for a little while.Jiang Zheliu found him odd, and lowered his head to continue drinking the tea.His robes were disorderly and had fallen off his shoulder slightly exposing extensive bruising and love bites, which were all proof of Wenren Ye's excessive cruelty'. The littledevilfelt more and more guilty, the more he looked at it, and his gaze was stuck on the other's body, leaning in closer and closer.The Heavenly Spirit Body was no longer feverish, so Jiang Zheliu's body was no longer releasing that sweet scent, all that remained was the icy cold aura from his Dao body, as well as a vital energy that was coming from the resurrection stone.Whichever it was, it was still fragrant and made him want to get closer, get very close.Whilst he was thinking about it, he did in fact move closer, a pair of soliddevilhorns began to rub against Jiang Zheliu and then he got even closer, and turned to embrace him.The hand that was holding the tea cup paused and he looked up at Wenren Ye. He was not feeling too comfortable, but the littledevilhad already got up close as if he had smelled some delicious snack, and then he stuck right up against his ear to speak.Is there anywhere that hurts?Of course there is.Chang Qian stood beside his little uncle, and seriously denounced the fact that hisshenxiangege was ignoring him, and then he delivered the bowl of medicine behind the screen And saw all the bruises and marks on Jiang Zheliu's body.Chang Qian's mind went blank, he looked at the faint red mark upon the other's fingertips, and then stuttered: Gege, you're okay rightJiang Zheliu found it more and more difficult to swallow the medicine and it was so bitter that he frowned. As soon as he heard this he realised that Chang Qian had misunderstood the situation and explained: It actually doesn't hurt.No one would believe that. Chang Qian stared with wide eyes for a long while, and then turned and left, when he went past Wenren Ye, he completely ignored him and went downstairs.Not long after that, Ah-Chu found out about the mistreatment of hisshenxiangege.Wenren Ye stared at him for a long while and then suddenly said: If it's just like this then it's fine.Jiang Zheliu looked up in astonishment, and stared at the little misjudgeddevil.At the same moment, at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.After a rainy night, there was a rare clear sky, the evening light was bright and the stars filled the sky.A flying device stopped at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, stopping in front of the dense pine and cypress forest.Upon the flying device was engraved a crest of a fierce and sharp looking sword, it was theLing XiaoSword.But they couldn't enter Zhongnan Mountain.It seemed that there was some sort of invisible barrier around it, stopping all movement in and out. No living thing could enter.Author Note:Shi Binghen's devilish form consists of blood-red bat-like wings, the bones are just added support.Yeye's devilish form consists of bone wings without any flesh or skin, impossible to nibble on ?
