Chapter 54
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Jiang Zheliu, who had injured his waist, ended up sleeping the entire day.
As the darkness shrouded the sky and evening was near was when he finally woke up with a headache, as soon as he opened his eyes he saw Ah-Chu’s worried face in front of him.
Ah-Chu in an extremely worried fashion: “Gege are you okay! Are you hurt! That devil had the cheek to say you forced him to do it, he’s so shameless!”
Jiang Zheliu: “…….”
The mature man who had been thought to have been wronged stayed silent for a moment, thinking about how to clear things up with Ah-Chu. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was incredibly hoarse making Ah-Chu even more worried.
Alright, it seemed he was making things worse.
“Where is he?” Jiang Zheliu asked.
“He said he had something to attend to and left, he asked me to stay and look after you.” Ah-Chu sat down on the side of the bed in a huff. He swept a glance over all the hickeys and love bites on his shenxian gege’s body, looked at the other’s slender and fair neck that had been branded with a sharp tooth print. His worries slowly went away and the lustful thoughts began to rush up.
Being lecherous was human nature. Ah-Chu comforted himself silently, and then slowly came back to his senses, and stared at him whilst saying: “Although everything is peaceful right now, there are still a lot of matters that Wenren Ye must deal with. Such as expanding the land that was decided on in the agreement, and the new rules for the devils when they enter into the mortal realm….. He’s still very busy.”
He stuck to Jiang Zheliu very closely, he said with satisfaction: “I can sense the Heavenly Spirit Body…… Gege, where are you hurting, let me take a look?”
Let you see, yeh right.
Jiang Zheliu shot a glance at him and used his hand to push the little deer’s antler away, and said in a quiet voice: “With adult matters, children should mind their own business.”
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He lowered his head and fixed his robes. He originally wanted to get out of bed and pour himself a cup of tea, but in the end, his waist was still sore. As soon as he exerted any strength, he’d be in extreme pain. So Jiang Zheliu obediently stayed on the bed, and supported his waist with his hand whilst watching Ah-Chu anxiously pass him a cup of tea.
“Gege, you’ve already reached a certain age!” The little deer opened his eyes wide and poked at a sore subject, “so you mustn’t indulge the Devil Lord anymore!”
Once, Jiang Zheliu had wanted to retire in peace because he was getting old not only in age but in seniority. Plus, he had wanted to retire and get away from all of this chaos. But now, he had a will to live that was perhaps even stronger than the little devil’s. In the face of a comment like this, it was like another critical hit to the system.
He accepted the cup of tea and took a sip in silence. As he looked down, his feathery eyelashes started to tremble and then he looked up curiously and asked: “I can’t keep up…. With his endurance?”
That was clearly not the issue, it was because he was a devil!
Ah-Chu was not on the same page as him, he calmly and candidly replied: “Seeing you able to get up, I guess Wenren gege didn’t use his full force.”
That could still be considered not using his full force.
Jiang Zheliu once again suffered another frustration of life, and was not far from shutting down. He regulated his mood, and used the tea to moisten his throat. He said whilst pondering deeply: “It looks like I’m going to have to start cultivating again. Oh yeah, tell me what is happening in the Demon Realm…..”
After Ah-Chu went to the Demon Realm, he became the Azure Dragon Zhenjun’s disciple, cultivating closely with her until this day. He lived with Qinglin in Wan Ling Palace but because the latter was extremely busy with managing the Demon Realm, in reality, she was often not there but instead she often stayed with Four Divisions Pill Furnace.
This was the sword that had followed him for many years and was once a precious token of Ling Xiao Sect that had been passed down for generations. And now, he wondered if that lofty mountain gate that had the two words ‘Ling Xiao’ engraved upon it, was still standing on top of Miao Yun Mountain.
He gripped the scabbard and pulled out the sword by half an inch. The patterns on the sword faded, and reflected an eerie sharpness from the moonlight, but this light only reflected for a moment before it was contained once more in the sword.
Jiang Zheliu lifted up his finger and infused a thread of spiritual energy into the sword body, Ling Xiao sword immediately let out a deep and lingering sound, as if it had been excited about being able to see the light again.
A sense of delight resonated from the sword.
Jiang Zheliu gazed at it for a while and had still not put the sword back in its scabbard when he felt a pair of hands loop around his waist from behind, as a light scent of pine and cypress surrounded him.
He knew who it was and he didn’t not flinch. Wenren Ye got up close to his ear and with astonishment in his voice, he asked.
“You’re able to get out of bed?”
“……..” Jiang Zheliu put the sword away in its scabbard, “are you disappointed?”
Thanks to Wenren Ye’s care and prudence, although he felt tired, he actually only hurt his back and that place, nothing else hurt. Although he was still made to cry, at least he didn’t break apart.
“I just think it’s strange.” The little devil’s breath was blowing on the base of his ear, making it warm and red, and a little itchy. “Are you really…. Getting better?”
The hall fell silent for a long, long time.
Jiang Zheliu couldn’t really get into his book, but he forced himself to be still and concentrate, searching through his slightly blurred memories for a way to stabilise his dao heart. Wenren Ye did not know what he was thinking about, his hand was on the edge of the bed, his clothes still on, and he had no intention of sleeping beside him.
They were in a stalemate.
Ever since Jiang Zheliu had woken up, the situation had become very strange. Wenren Ye was hell bent on getting him better, whilst all he could think about was the little devil’s dao heart and hallucination’s issues. There was still some conflicts between them that needed to be resolved.
One had a problem with his health and the other with his head, and there was not even any communication about their respective conditions.
In short, the current situation was that they both wanted to cure each other,but the conflict between them either stemmed from the clash between the Little Devil’s illusion and reality, and from Jiang Zheliu’s inevitable worry as he thought about countermeasures.
Until he no longer turned any pages of the book in his hands.
Wenren Ye’s breath approached as he leaned closer to the little willow tree; he stared at the book for a while and then said in a quiet voice: “Clear Mind Method?”
This time it wasn’t a fiction novel wrapped up in a different book cover, it was a real Cultivation classic.
“…….En.” Jiang Zheliu said, “A common technique used by human cultivators to stabilise their dao hearts.”
“…….. What you just said, is that true?”
Jiang Zheliu lifted his eyes and looked at him, not directly answering his question.
The little devil lowered his head to brush against him, rubbing Jiang Zheliu’s forehead with his hard devil horns that had glowing blood markings upon it.
His hand smoothed down the snowy hair that had fallen out of place, running the icy cold glossy strands between his fingers.
“Do you want to leave the Devil Realm?”
Jiang Zheliu looked at him and said: “I haven’t even left Jingshan Hall once.”
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Jiang Zheliu, who had injured his waist, ended up sleeping the entire day.
As the darkness shrouded the sky and evening was near was when he finally woke up with a headache, as soon as he opened his eyes he saw Ah-Chu’s worried face in front of him.
Ah-Chu in an extremely worried fashion: “Gege are you okay! Are you hurt! That devil had the cheek to say you forced him to do it, he’s so shameless!”
Jiang Zheliu: “…….”
The mature man who had been thought to have been wronged stayed silent for a moment, thinking about how to clear things up with Ah-Chu. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was incredibly hoarse making Ah-Chu even more worried.
Alright, it seemed he was making things worse.
“Where is he?” Jiang Zheliu asked.
“He said he had something to attend to and left, he asked me to stay and look after you.” Ah-Chu sat down on the side of the bed in a huff. He swept a glance over all the hickeys and love bites on his shenxian gege’s body, looked at the other’s slender and fair neck that had been branded with a sharp tooth print. His worries slowly went away and the lustful thoughts began to rush up.
Being lecherous was human nature. Ah-Chu comforted himself silently, and then slowly came back to his senses, and stared at him whilst saying: “Although everything is peaceful right now, there are still a lot of matters that Wenren Ye must deal with. Such as expanding the land that was decided on in the agreement, and the new rules for the devils when they enter into the mortal realm….. He’s still very busy.”
He stuck to Jiang Zheliu very closely, he said with satisfaction: “I can sense the Heavenly Spirit Body…… Gege, where are you hurting, let me take a look?”
Let you see, yeh right.
Jiang Zheliu shot a glance at him and used his hand to push the little deer’s antler away, and said in a quiet voice: “With adult matters, children should mind their own business.”
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He lowered his head and fixed his robes. He originally wanted to get out of bed and pour himself a cup of tea, but in the end, his waist was still sore. As soon as he exerted any strength, he’d be in extreme pain. So Jiang Zheliu obediently stayed on the bed, and supported his waist with his hand whilst watching Ah-Chu anxiously pass him a cup of tea.
“Gege, you’ve already reached a certain age!” The little deer opened his eyes wide and poked at a sore subject, “so you mustn’t indulge the Devil Lord anymore!”
Once, Jiang Zheliu had wanted to retire in peace because he was getting old not only in age but in seniority. Plus, he had wanted to retire and get away from all of this chaos. But now, he had a will to live that was perhaps even stronger than the little devil’s. In the face of a comment like this, it was like another critical hit to the system.
He accepted the cup of tea and took a sip in silence. As he looked down, his feathery eyelashes started to tremble and then he looked up curiously and asked: “I can’t keep up…. With his endurance?”
That was clearly not the issue, it was because he was a devil!
Ah-Chu was not on the same page as him, he calmly and candidly replied: “Seeing you able to get up, I guess Wenren gege didn’t use his full force.”
That could still be considered not using his full force.
Jiang Zheliu once again suffered another frustration of life, and was not far from shutting down. He regulated his mood, and used the tea to moisten his throat. He said whilst pondering deeply: “It looks like I’m going to have to start cultivating again. Oh yeah, tell me what is happening in the Demon Realm…..”
After Ah-Chu went to the Demon Realm, he became the Azure Dragon Zhenjun’s disciple, cultivating closely with her until this day. He lived with Qinglin in Wan Ling Palace but because the latter was extremely busy with managing the Demon Realm, in reality, she was often not there but instead she often stayed with Four Divisions Pill Furnace.
This was the sword that had followed him for many years and was once a precious token of Ling Xiao Sect that had been passed down for generations. And now, he wondered if that lofty mountain gate that had the two words ‘Ling Xiao’ engraved upon it, was still standing on top of Miao Yun Mountain.
He gripped the scabbard and pulled out the sword by half an inch. The patterns on the sword faded, and reflected an eerie sharpness from the moonlight, but this light only reflected for a moment before it was contained once more in the sword.
Jiang Zheliu lifted up his finger and infused a thread of spiritual energy into the sword body, Ling Xiao sword immediately let out a deep and lingering sound, as if it had been excited about being able to see the light again.
A sense of delight resonated from the sword.
Jiang Zheliu gazed at it for a while and had still not put the sword back in its scabbard when he felt a pair of hands loop around his waist from behind, as a light scent of pine and cypress surrounded him.
He knew who it was and he didn’t not flinch. Wenren Ye got up close to his ear and with astonishment in his voice, he asked.
“You’re able to get out of bed?”
“……..” Jiang Zheliu put the sword away in its scabbard, “are you disappointed?”
Thanks to Wenren Ye’s care and prudence, although he felt tired, he actually only hurt his back and that place, nothing else hurt. Although he was still made to cry, at least he didn’t break apart.
“I just think it’s strange.” The little devil’s breath was blowing on the base of his ear, making it warm and red, and a little itchy. “Are you really…. Getting better?”
The hall fell silent for a long, long time.
Jiang Zheliu couldn’t really get into his book, but he forced himself to be still and concentrate, searching through his slightly blurred memories for a way to stabilise his dao heart. Wenren Ye did not know what he was thinking about, his hand was on the edge of the bed, his clothes still on, and he had no intention of sleeping beside him.
They were in a stalemate.
Ever since Jiang Zheliu had woken up, the situation had become very strange. Wenren Ye was hell bent on getting him better, whilst all he could think about was the little devil’s dao heart and hallucination’s issues. There was still some conflicts between them that needed to be resolved.
One had a problem with his health and the other with his head, and there was not even any communication about their respective conditions.
In short, the current situation was that they both wanted to cure each other,but the conflict between them either stemmed from the clash between the Little Devil’s illusion and reality, and from Jiang Zheliu’s inevitable worry as he thought about countermeasures.
Until he no longer turned any pages of the book in his hands.
Wenren Ye’s breath approached as he leaned closer to the little willow tree; he stared at the book for a while and then said in a quiet voice: “Clear Mind Method?”
This time it wasn’t a fiction novel wrapped up in a different book cover, it was a real Cultivation classic.
“…….En.” Jiang Zheliu said, “A common technique used by human cultivators to stabilise their dao hearts.”
“…….. What you just said, is that true?”
Jiang Zheliu lifted his eyes and looked at him, not directly answering his question.
The little devil lowered his head to brush against him, rubbing Jiang Zheliu’s forehead with his hard devil horns that had glowing blood markings upon it.
His hand smoothed down the snowy hair that had fallen out of place, running the icy cold glossy strands between his fingers.
“Do you want to leave the Devil Realm?”
Jiang Zheliu looked at him and said: “I haven’t even left Jingshan Hall once.”
Jiang Zheliu, who had injured his waist, ended up sleeping the entire day.As the darkness shrouded the sky and evening was near was when he finally woke up with a headache, as soon as he opened his eyes he saw Ah-Chu's worried face in front of him.Ah-Chu in an extremely worried fashion: Gege are you okay! Are you hurt! Thatdevilhad the cheek to say you forced him to do it, he's so shameless!Jiang Zheliu: .The mature man who had been thought to have been wronged stayed silent for a moment, thinking about how to clear things up with Ah-Chu. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was incredibly hoarse making Ah-Chu even more worried.Alright, it seemed he was making things worse.Where is he? Jiang Zheliu asked.He said he had something to attend to and left, he asked me to stay and look after you. Ah-Chu sat down on the side of the bed in a huff. He swept a glance over all the hickeys and love bites on hisshenxiangege's body, looked at the other's slender and fair neck that had been branded with a sharp tooth print. His worries slowly went away and the lustful thoughts began to rush up.Being lecherous was human nature. Ah-Chu comforted himself silently, and then slowly came back to his senses, and stared at him whilst saying: Although everything is peaceful right now, there are still a lot of matters that Wenren Ye must deal with. Such as expanding the land that was decided on in the agreement, and the new rules for the devils when they enter into the mortal realm.. He's still very busy.He stuck to Jiang Zheliu very closely, he said with satisfaction: I can sense the Heavenly Spirit Body Gege, where are you hurting, let me take a look?Let you see, yeh right.Jiang Zheliu shot a glance at him and used his hand to push the little deer's antler away, and said in a quiet voice: With adult matters, children should mind their own business.Please read on bookswithqianyadotcomHe lowered his head and fixed his robes. He originally wanted to get out of bed and pour himself a cup of tea, but in the end, his waist was still sore. As soon as he exerted any strength, he'd be in extreme pain. So Jiang Zheliu obediently stayed on the bed, and supported his waist with his hand whilst watching Ah-Chu anxiously pass him a cup of tea.Gege, you've already reached a certain age! The little deer opened his eyes wide and poked at a sore subject, so you mustn't indulge theDevilLord anymore!Once, Jiang Zheliu had wanted to retire in peace because he was getting old not only in age but in seniority. Plus, he had wanted to retire and get away from all of this chaos. But now, he had a will to live that was perhaps even stronger than the littledevil's. In the face of a comment like this, it was like another critical hit to the system.He accepted the cup of tea and took a sip in silence. As he looked down, his feathery eyelashes started to tremble and then he looked up curiously and asked: I can't keep up. With his endurance?That was clearly not the issue, it was because he was adevil!Ah-Chu was not on the same page as him, he calmly and candidly replied: Seeing you able to get up, I guess Wenren gege didn't use his full force.That could still be considered not using his full force.Jiang Zheliu once again suffered another frustration of life, and was not far from shutting down. He regulated his mood, and used the tea to moisten his throat. He said whilst pondering deeply: It looks like I'm going to have to start cultivating again. Oh yeah, tell me what is happening in theDemonRealm..After Ah-Chu went to theDemonRealm, he became theAzure DragonZhenjun's disciple, cultivating closely with her until this day. He lived with Qinglin inWan LingPalace but because the latter was extremely busy with managing theDemonRealm, in reality, she was often not there but instead she often stayed with Four Divisions Pill Furnace.This was the sword that had followed him for many years and was once a precious token ofLing XiaoSect that had been passed down for generations. And now, he wondered if that lofty mountain gate that had the two words Ling Xiao' engraved upon it, was still standing on top of Miao Yun Mountain.He gripped the scabbard and pulled out the sword by half an inch. The patterns on the sword faded, and reflected an eerie sharpness from the moonlight, but this light only reflected for a moment before it was contained once more in the sword.Jiang Zheliu lifted up his finger and infused a thread of spiritual energy into the sword body,Ling Xiaosword immediately let out a deep and lingering sound, as if it had been excited about being able to see the light again.A sense of delight resonated from the sword.Jiang Zheliu gazed at it for a while and had still not put the sword back in its scabbard when he felt a pair of hands loop around his waist from behind, as a light scent of pine and cypress surrounded him.He knew who it was and he didn't not flinch. Wenren Ye got up close to his ear and with astonishment in his voice, he asked.You're able to get out of bed?.. Jiang Zheliu put the sword away in its scabbard, are you disappointed?Thanks to Wenren Ye's care and prudence, although he felt tired, he actually only hurt his back and that place, nothing else hurt. Although he was still made to cry, at least he didn't break apart.I just think it's strange. The littledevil's breath was blowing on the base of his ear, making it warm and red, and a little itchy. Are you really. Getting better?The hall fell silent for a long, long time.Jiang Zheliu couldn't really get into his book, but he forced himself to be still and concentrate, searching through his slightly blurred memories for a way to stabilise his dao heart. Wenren Ye did not know what he was thinking about, his hand was on the edge of the bed, his clothes still on, and he had no intention of sleeping beside him.They were in a stalemate.Ever since Jiang Zheliu had woken up, the situation had become very strange. Wenren Ye was hell bent on getting him better, whilst all he could think about was the littledevil's dao heart and hallucination's issues. There was still some conflicts between them that needed to be resolved.One had a problem with his health and the other with his head, and there was not even any communication about their respective conditions.In short, the current situation was that they both wanted to cure each other,but the conflict between them either stemmed from the clash between the LittleDevil's illusion and reality, and from Jiang Zheliu's inevitable worry as he thought about countermeasures.Until he no longer turned any pages of the book in his hands.Wenren Ye's breath approached as he leaned closer to the little willow tree; he stared at the book for a while and then said in a quiet voice: Clear Mind Method?This time it wasn't a fiction novel wrapped up in a different book cover, it was a real Cultivation classic..En. Jiang Zheliu said, A common technique used by human cultivators to stabilise their dao hearts... What you just said, is that true?Jiang Zheliu lifted his eyes and looked at him, not directly answering his question.The littledevillowered his head to brush against him, rubbing Jiang Zheliu's forehead with his harddevilhorns that had glowing blood markings upon it.His hand smoothed down the snowy hair that had fallen out of place, running the icy cold glossy strands between his fingers.Do you want to leave theDevilRealm?Jiang Zheliu looked at him and said: I haven't even left Jingshan Hall once.
