Chapter 50
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Jiang Zheliu had been asleep for a long time.
The dreamscape belonged to the darkness. His fractured mind seemed to suddenly come back together.
Jiang Zheliu opened his eyes.
The Tan Lamp was still letting out a dull glow, from the angle he was lying in, he couldn’t see a window, so he could not tell what time it was. In the lamp, there was only a natural flame, the broken parts of soul that were floating around in the lamp had disappeared.
He had an awful migraine but he endured it. His gaze moved slowly around him until he saw the person on the other side of the bed.
The little devil was on the other side of the bed keeping him company, as if he was also sleeping.
He suddenly felt that there was something very different about him.
His pair of hard devil horns had become brighter in colour, with blood-coloured patterns running all over them, it was incredibly unpleasant to the eye. When he leaned in closer, there was even a strong scent of devilish energy.
Jiang Zheliu stretched out his hand, and found that even in that moment was difficult for him.
He didn’t really understand what was going on. He didn’t know whether Wenren Ye had dug him out of his grave, or if he had found some method to reincarnate him into someone else’s body. His memory was also a little fuzzy, the images in his mind were unclear.
The little devil had his eyes closed, he had a look on his face that Jiang Zheliu had never seen before, it was indescribably pitiful.
He lifted up his hand with difficulty and touched the devil horns. Wenren Ye woke up because of this, and lifted his head.
The two of them looked at each other, without saying a word for a short while.
Those deep purple eyes stared at him deeply as if he suspected himself to be dreaming. But he quickly discovered that this was not a dream but in fact, reality.
The little devil could not take his eyes off him, and didn’t not speak for a long time. When he wanted to open his mouth to speak, it was as if his throat had been blocked by something, not even a tiny syllable was able to escape from his mouth. He could only reach out and slowly stroke the other’s cheek.
Jiang Zheliu let him touch him, he thought that this reaction was not particularly normal. But he had not fully awoken properly yet, so he was also unable to speak and in an instant, he was swept up into Wenren Ye’s arms.
Warm, expectant and even a little painfully out of control.
…….. Angry?
Jiang Zheliu would never have expected that he would ask this, he had no idea why he would think that, and he didn’t understand why he would ask this question. He could only pretend to understand and looked into that pair of deep purple eyes.
“Did you not want me anymore before?”
The question was said with much grievance that Jiang Zheliu questioned himself somewhat even though he had never said such a thing. His throat slowly recovered, and his body was gradually awakened by the return of his souls, and he was slowly able to speak.
“…… What? …….. *cough*.”
He wasn’t able to ask properly but instead he coughed out a sweet jade pearl from his throat.
“It doesn’t matter.” The little devil didn’t seem to care about getting an answer but instead began to rub his horns against him and then lowered his head to kiss him on the forehead, “as long as you don’t ignore me again.”
Jiang Zheliu: …….
What the hell happened during the time before he was resurrected. He’d already been kind of dim-witted, but now he seemed…. utterly…….
Jiang Zheliu wasn’t able to continue down that train of thought as the other had looped his arms around his waist tightly. The little devil grabbed his hand, each finger was gently massaged until he slowly recovered movement in them.
Jiang Zheliu stretched out his arm, and got rid of the remaining stiffness, and then returned to hold the other’s hand, he then asked: “How long….. Have I been sleeping?”
His sharp mind made him avoid using the word “dead”, and he successfully cleared the minefield.
Wenren Ye looked into his eyes as if it had been a very very long time that he hadn’t seen these eyes open, and he slowly replied: “En.”
“I don’t know what I did wrong to make you ignore me.” The great devil who was suppressing his energy stared at him, everything he said was with complete calm and incomparable sincerity: “Could you not be mad at me anymore, I will do anything you want, don’t abandon me….. I only want you.”
Although Jiang Zheliu was unable to make sense of the situation, he thought that he should also just agree to what he was saying: “I won’t, don’t worry.”
Wenren Ye was still staring at him, without thinking of even looking away for a second, until Jiang Zheliu’s tickly throat made him cough a few times, he finally went over to the table to get the bowl of medicine and sat beside him to feed it to him.
————
Even if Yu Jinnian was able to fix brains, he had never treated a case like this.
But Yu Jinnian and He Tan actually rarely went into Jingshan Hall. The two of them avoided the place where Wenren Ye would spend the most of his time in, so they were not the first to be informed that Jiang Zheliu had woken up.
The first to hear the news was Chang Qian.
When Jiang Zheliu saw him, Chang Qian’s appearance had changed greatly from before. His youthful body had got much taller, he looked between a teenager and young adult – slim build, standing very upright, and his arms were covered with lean muscles, it was clear that he had been able to tap into the power of being half-demon and half-devil.
He looked like he had matured a lot on the outside, like a 17 or 18 year old. He still had black hair and snake eyes, his hair was tied up into a high ponytail and he was wearing a devilish robe and light armour. He was completely different from the child Jiang Zheliu had once known.
When Jiang Zheliu’s eyes met Chang Qian’s snake pupils, his first reaction was to ask, “How long have I been sleeping?”
Chang Qian pulled a chair over, sat by the bed and began to calculate the days that had gone by: “Almost eighty years.”
In the first ten years, little uncle was still only living in his own hallucination, not being able to see the whole picture. The following thirty years after that, his behaviour became erratic, and unstable and his killing intent increased exponentially. After that he decimated every realm in the span of forty years, suppressing those who tried to rebel against him, and began to exhibit the signs of falling into qi deviation, occasionally his mind has been taken over by the Dao seed of slaughter, which was the most dangerous thing.
The dust had already settled on the war, but Wenren Ye’s situation had become worse and worse.
Chang Qian still looked very youthful, but the devilish and demonic energy on his body was incredibly dense. It looked like he had already formed his primordial spirit, which at his age meant that his cultivation and talent was considered quite good.
Eighty years….
Jiang Zheliu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, not knowing what to say. The pain in his heart began to grow, seemingly developing into an unbearable fissure.
Chang Qian sat on the edge of the bed and told him a lot of things that had happened over the years. He mentioned that Wang Wenyuan was locked up in the water prison under the Jingshan Hall, and that although the latter was not dead, he was in a peculiar mental state. He also mentioned the little mute’s locking sound spell had been undone…… The two brothers saw each other once, but no one knew what they had actually talked about.
Chang Qian also talked about Ah-Chu, who had been personally trained by the Azure Dragon Zhenjun. The latter was extremely well-regarded in the Demon Realm, and had become the Azure Dragon Zhenjun’s right-hand man.
He spoke a lot, until the sun set over West Mountain, he finally stopped speaking and turned towards Jiang Zheliu and murmured: “…….gege.”
“Huh?”
He sucked until Jiang Zheliu’s soft tongue became numb, until he made his thin colourless lips become red and swollen, just as a fragrant aroma began to disperse.
The Heavenly Spirit Body was also reawakening.
Jiang Zheliu had only tugged at his collar and kissed him, but the little devil could not stop at all. His actions are getting more and more out of the ordinary, more and more excessive, and he seemed to have gone out of the bounds of sanity, running in some strange out-of-control direction. His heart was beating wildly, but not the kind of pounding heart he once had, but instead, it was even more profound, even more helpless, like someone who was stuck in the mud and about to breath his last breath.
Until he bit into Jiang Zheliu’s tongue.
The little devil’s canine-like teeth were too sharp.
The smell of fresh blood dispersed. Jiang Zheliu winced, he secretly regretted his previous provocation, and slowly breathed out, his voice resonating from the back of his throat, it was soft and quiet.
“…….. It hurts.”
He opened his mouth, and exposed the tip of his tongue to show the little devil the wound.
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Jiang Zheliu had been asleep for a long time.
The dreamscape belonged to the darkness. His fractured mind seemed to suddenly come back together.
Jiang Zheliu opened his eyes.
The Tan Lamp was still letting out a dull glow, from the angle he was lying in, he couldn’t see a window, so he could not tell what time it was. In the lamp, there was only a natural flame, the broken parts of soul that were floating around in the lamp had disappeared.
He had an awful migraine but he endured it. His gaze moved slowly around him until he saw the person on the other side of the bed.
The little devil was on the other side of the bed keeping him company, as if he was also sleeping.
He suddenly felt that there was something very different about him.
His pair of hard devil horns had become brighter in colour, with blood-coloured patterns running all over them, it was incredibly unpleasant to the eye. When he leaned in closer, there was even a strong scent of devilish energy.
Jiang Zheliu stretched out his hand, and found that even in that moment was difficult for him.
He didn’t really understand what was going on. He didn’t know whether Wenren Ye had dug him out of his grave, or if he had found some method to reincarnate him into someone else’s body. His memory was also a little fuzzy, the images in his mind were unclear.
The little devil had his eyes closed, he had a look on his face that Jiang Zheliu had never seen before, it was indescribably pitiful.
He lifted up his hand with difficulty and touched the devil horns. Wenren Ye woke up because of this, and lifted his head.
The two of them looked at each other, without saying a word for a short while.
Those deep purple eyes stared at him deeply as if he suspected himself to be dreaming. But he quickly discovered that this was not a dream but in fact, reality.
The little devil could not take his eyes off him, and didn’t not speak for a long time. When he wanted to open his mouth to speak, it was as if his throat had been blocked by something, not even a tiny syllable was able to escape from his mouth. He could only reach out and slowly stroke the other’s cheek.
Jiang Zheliu let him touch him, he thought that this reaction was not particularly normal. But he had not fully awoken properly yet, so he was also unable to speak and in an instant, he was swept up into Wenren Ye’s arms.
Warm, expectant and even a little painfully out of control.
…….. Angry?
Jiang Zheliu would never have expected that he would ask this, he had no idea why he would think that, and he didn’t understand why he would ask this question. He could only pretend to understand and looked into that pair of deep purple eyes.
“Did you not want me anymore before?”
The question was said with much grievance that Jiang Zheliu questioned himself somewhat even though he had never said such a thing. His throat slowly recovered, and his body was gradually awakened by the return of his souls, and he was slowly able to speak.
“…… What? …….. *cough*.”
He wasn’t able to ask properly but instead he coughed out a sweet jade pearl from his throat.
“It doesn’t matter.” The little devil didn’t seem to care about getting an answer but instead began to rub his horns against him and then lowered his head to kiss him on the forehead, “as long as you don’t ignore me again.”
Jiang Zheliu: …….
What the hell happened during the time before he was resurrected. He’d already been kind of dim-witted, but now he seemed…. utterly…….
Jiang Zheliu wasn’t able to continue down that train of thought as the other had looped his arms around his waist tightly. The little devil grabbed his hand, each finger was gently massaged until he slowly recovered movement in them.
Jiang Zheliu stretched out his arm, and got rid of the remaining stiffness, and then returned to hold the other’s hand, he then asked: “How long….. Have I been sleeping?”
His sharp mind made him avoid using the word “dead”, and he successfully cleared the minefield.
Wenren Ye looked into his eyes as if it had been a very very long time that he hadn’t seen these eyes open, and he slowly replied: “En.”
“I don’t know what I did wrong to make you ignore me.” The great devil who was suppressing his energy stared at him, everything he said was with complete calm and incomparable sincerity: “Could you not be mad at me anymore, I will do anything you want, don’t abandon me….. I only want you.”
Although Jiang Zheliu was unable to make sense of the situation, he thought that he should also just agree to what he was saying: “I won’t, don’t worry.”
Wenren Ye was still staring at him, without thinking of even looking away for a second, until Jiang Zheliu’s tickly throat made him cough a few times, he finally went over to the table to get the bowl of medicine and sat beside him to feed it to him.
————
Even if Yu Jinnian was able to fix brains, he had never treated a case like this.
But Yu Jinnian and He Tan actually rarely went into Jingshan Hall. The two of them avoided the place where Wenren Ye would spend the most of his time in, so they were not the first to be informed that Jiang Zheliu had woken up.
The first to hear the news was Chang Qian.
When Jiang Zheliu saw him, Chang Qian’s appearance had changed greatly from before. His youthful body had got much taller, he looked between a teenager and young adult – slim build, standing very upright, and his arms were covered with lean muscles, it was clear that he had been able to tap into the power of being half-demon and half-devil.
He looked like he had matured a lot on the outside, like a 17 or 18 year old. He still had black hair and snake eyes, his hair was tied up into a high ponytail and he was wearing a devilish robe and light armour. He was completely different from the child Jiang Zheliu had once known.
When Jiang Zheliu’s eyes met Chang Qian’s snake pupils, his first reaction was to ask, “How long have I been sleeping?”
Chang Qian pulled a chair over, sat by the bed and began to calculate the days that had gone by: “Almost eighty years.”
In the first ten years, little uncle was still only living in his own hallucination, not being able to see the whole picture. The following thirty years after that, his behaviour became erratic, and unstable and his killing intent increased exponentially. After that he decimated every realm in the span of forty years, suppressing those who tried to rebel against him, and began to exhibit the signs of falling into qi deviation, occasionally his mind has been taken over by the Dao seed of slaughter, which was the most dangerous thing.
The dust had already settled on the war, but Wenren Ye’s situation had become worse and worse.
Chang Qian still looked very youthful, but the devilish and demonic energy on his body was incredibly dense. It looked like he had already formed his primordial spirit, which at his age meant that his cultivation and talent was considered quite good.
Eighty years….
Jiang Zheliu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, not knowing what to say. The pain in his heart began to grow, seemingly developing into an unbearable fissure.
Chang Qian sat on the edge of the bed and told him a lot of things that had happened over the years. He mentioned that Wang Wenyuan was locked up in the water prison under the Jingshan Hall, and that although the latter was not dead, he was in a peculiar mental state. He also mentioned the little mute’s locking sound spell had been undone…… The two brothers saw each other once, but no one knew what they had actually talked about.
Chang Qian also talked about Ah-Chu, who had been personally trained by the Azure Dragon Zhenjun. The latter was extremely well-regarded in the Demon Realm, and had become the Azure Dragon Zhenjun’s right-hand man.
He spoke a lot, until the sun set over West Mountain, he finally stopped speaking and turned towards Jiang Zheliu and murmured: “…….gege.”
“Huh?”
He sucked until Jiang Zheliu’s soft tongue became numb, until he made his thin colourless lips become red and swollen, just as a fragrant aroma began to disperse.
The Heavenly Spirit Body was also reawakening.
Jiang Zheliu had only tugged at his collar and kissed him, but the little devil could not stop at all. His actions are getting more and more out of the ordinary, more and more excessive, and he seemed to have gone out of the bounds of sanity, running in some strange out-of-control direction. His heart was beating wildly, but not the kind of pounding heart he once had, but instead, it was even more profound, even more helpless, like someone who was stuck in the mud and about to breath his last breath.
Until he bit into Jiang Zheliu’s tongue.
The little devil’s canine-like teeth were too sharp.
The smell of fresh blood dispersed. Jiang Zheliu winced, he secretly regretted his previous provocation, and slowly breathed out, his voice resonating from the back of his throat, it was soft and quiet.
“…….. It hurts.”
He opened his mouth, and exposed the tip of his tongue to show the little devil the wound.
Jiang Zheliu had been asleep for a long time.The dreamscape belonged to the darkness. His fractured mind seemed to suddenly come back together.Jiang Zheliu opened his eyes.The Tan Lamp was still letting out a dull glow, from the angle he was lying in, he couldn't see a window, so he could not tell what time it was. In the lamp, there was only a natural flame, the broken parts of soul that were floating around in the lamp had disappeared.He had an awful migraine but he endured it. His gaze moved slowly around him until he saw the person on the other side of the bed.The littledevilwas on the other side of the bed keeping him company, as if he was also sleeping.He suddenly felt that there was something very different about him.His pair of harddevilhorns had become brighter in colour, with blood-coloured patterns running all over them, it was incredibly unpleasant to the eye. When he leaned in closer, there was even a strong scent of devilish energy.Jiang Zheliu stretched out his hand, and found that even in that moment was difficult for him.He didn't really understand what was going on. He didn't know whether Wenren Ye had dug him out of his grave, or if he had found some method to reincarnate him into someone else's body. His memory was also a little fuzzy, the images in his mind were unclear.The littledevilhad his eyes closed, he had a look on his face that Jiang Zheliu had never seen before, it was indescribably pitiful.He lifted up his hand with difficulty and touched thedevilhorns. Wenren Ye woke up because of this, and lifted his head.The two of them looked at each other, without saying a word for a short while.Those deep purple eyes stared at him deeply as if he suspected himself to be dreaming. But he quickly discovered that this was not a dream but in fact, reality.The littledevilcould not take his eyes off him, and didn't not speak for a long time. When he wanted to open his mouth to speak, it was as if his throat had been blocked by something, not even a tiny syllable was able to escape from his mouth. He could only reach out and slowly stroke the other's cheek.Jiang Zheliu let him touch him, he thought that this reaction was not particularly normal. But he had not fully awoken properly yet, so he was also unable to speak and in an instant, he was swept up into Wenren Ye's arms.Warm, expectant and even a little painfully out of control... Angry?Jiang Zheliu would never have expected that he would ask this, he had no idea why he would think that, and he didn't understand why he would ask this question. He could only pretend to understand and looked into that pair of deep purple eyes.Did you not want me anymore before?The question was said with much grievance that Jiang Zheliu questioned himself somewhat even though he had never said such a thing. His throat slowly recovered, and his body was gradually awakened by the return of his souls, and he was slowly able to speak. What? .. *cough*.He wasn't able to ask properly but instead he coughed out a sweet jade pearl from his throat.It doesn't matter. The littledevildidn't seem to care about getting an answer but instead began to rub his horns against him and then lowered his head to kiss him on the forehead, as long as you don't ignore me again.Jiang Zheliu: .What the hell happened during the time before he was resurrected. He'd already been kind of dim-witted, but now he seemed. utterly.Jiang Zheliu wasn't able to continue down that train of thought as the other had looped his arms around his waist tightly. The littledevilgrabbed his hand, each finger was gently massaged until he slowly recovered movement in them.Jiang Zheliu stretched out his arm, and got rid of the remaining stiffness, and then returned to hold the other's hand, he then asked: How long.. Have I been sleeping?His sharp mind made him avoid using the word dead, and he successfully cleared the minefield.Wenren Ye looked into his eyes as if it had been a very very long time that he hadn't seen these eyes open, and he slowly replied: En.I don't know what I did wrong to make you ignore me. The greatdevilwho was suppressing his energy stared at him, everything he said was with complete calm and incomparable sincerity: Could you not be mad at me anymore, I will do anything you want, don't abandon me.. I only want you.Although Jiang Zheliu was unable to make sense of the situation, he thought that he should also just agree to what he was saying: I won't, don't worry.Wenren Ye was still staring at him, without thinking of even looking away for a second, until Jiang Zheliu's tickly throat made him cough a few times, he finally went over to the table to get the bowl of medicine and sat beside him to feed it to him.Even if Yu Jinnian was able to fix brains, he had never treated a case like this.But Yu Jinnian and He Tan actually rarely went into Jingshan Hall. The two of them avoided the place where Wenren Ye would spend the most of his time in, so they were not the first to be informed that Jiang Zheliu had woken up.The first to hear the news was Chang Qian.When Jiang Zheliu saw him, Chang Qian's appearance had changed greatly from before. His youthful body had got much taller, he looked between a teenager and young adult slim build, standing very upright, and his arms were covered with lean muscles, it was clear that he had been able to tap into the power of being half-demonand half-devil.He looked like he had matured a lot on the outside, like a 17 or 18 year old. He still had black hair and snake eyes, his hair was tied up into a high ponytail and he was wearing a devilish robe and light armour. He was completely different from the child Jiang Zheliu had once known.When Jiang Zheliu's eyes met Chang Qian's snake pupils, his first reaction was to ask, How long have I been sleeping?Chang Qian pulled a chair over, sat by the bed and began to calculate the days that had gone by: Almost eighty years.In the first ten years, little uncle was still only living in his own hallucination, not being able to see the whole picture. The following thirty years after that, his behaviour became erratic, and unstable and his killing intent increased exponentially. After that he decimated every realm in the span of forty years, suppressing those who tried to rebel against him, and began to exhibit the signs of falling into qi deviation, occasionally his mind has been taken over by the Dao seed of slaughter, which was the most dangerous thing.The dust had already settled on the war, but Wenren Ye's situation had become worse and worse.Chang Qian still looked very youthful, but the devilish and demonic energy on his body was incredibly dense. It looked like he had already formed hisprimordial spirit, which at his age meant that his cultivation and talent was considered quite good.Eighty years.Jiang Zheliu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, not knowing what to say. The pain in his heart began to grow, seemingly developing into an unbearable fissure.Chang Qian sat on the edge of the bed and told him a lot of things that had happened over the years. He mentioned that Wang Wenyuan was locked up in the water prison under the Jingshan Hall, and that although the latter was not dead, he was in a peculiar mental state. He also mentioned the little mute's locking sound spell had been undone The two brothers saw each other once, but no one knew what they had actually talked about.Chang Qian also talked about Ah-Chu, who had been personally trained by theAzure DragonZhenjun. The latter was extremely well-regarded in theDemonRealm, and had become theAzure DragonZhenjun's right-hand man.He spoke a lot, until the sun set over West Mountain, he finally stopped speaking and turned towards Jiang Zheliu and murmured: .gege.Huh?He sucked until Jiang Zheliu's soft tongue became numb, until he made his thin colourless lips become red and swollen, just as a fragrant aroma began to disperse.The Heavenly Spirit Body was also reawakening.Jiang Zheliu had only tugged at his collar and kissed him, but the littledevilcould not stop at all. His actions are getting more and more out of the ordinary, more and more excessive, and he seemed to have gone out of the bounds of sanity, running in some strange out-of-control direction. His heart was beating wildly, but not the kind of pounding heart he once had, but instead, it was even more profound, even more helpless, like someone who was stuck in the mud and about to breath his last breath.Until he bit into Jiang Zheliu's tongue.The littledevil's canine-like teeth were too sharp.The smell of fresh blood dispersed. Jiang Zheliu winced, he secretly regretted his previous provocation, and slowly breathed out, his voice resonating from the back of his throat, it was soft and quiet... It hurts.He opened his mouth, and exposed the tip of his tongue to show the littledevilthe wound.
