Originally posted on RBKTR Translations.
Author: The One Who Tells Stories Under the Bridge (天桥底下说书的).
Translated by: Yujuan
The Shrine had always regarded Su Ge’s orders as oracles from god. Not long after, Qing Ye came in with Ye Mingjun’s daily necessities in hand, bowing respectfully to Ji Mo, “Morning Star Priest, the High Priest has appointed me as your guard.”
That’s fine and all, but why did you bring in Ye Mingjun’s bedclothes as well? Are you planning to offer up your Morning Star Priest as sacrifice?!
Ji Mo stared wordlessly at this foolish child as he energetically made the bed. While Ji Mo knew that being appointed as his guard was merely an excuse and that Su Ge was actually telling them to protect Qing Ye, he was filled with the sour feeling of suddenly becoming a kindergarten teacher as he thought of how he was supposed to bring these two grown-up children with him for the next few days.
Seeing this, Ye Mingjun also understood what had occured, and said curiously to him, “You want to sleep with me?”
Why was he suddenly making such a request? Had his deeds of sneaking out to wander about instead of sleeping in his room been exposed?
Ji Mo was always asking Ye Mingjun not to run wild, yet this was a person who just couldn’t sit still, flying out to investigate whenever he heard the sound of something astir. Naturally, he went further and further away each time he investigated, only returning quietly when he guessed that Ji Mo was about to wake.
Just as Ye Mingjun worried that his free nighttime walks were about to vanish, Ji Mo unhesitatingly solved this problem for him right away, “No.”
Alright then, even though his actions hadn’t been exposed, why did he feel as if something had pricked his heart?
Absently tilting his head to look at the person in front of him, who seemed as indifferent as ever, there was still something Ye Mingjun couldn’t comprehend. While he liked frolicking among others, he did not like being restricted, and had never stopped to wait for anyone whenever a passing interest came to him.
But why would he cautiously hide the matter of him running out to play from Ji Mo? Was it because Ji Mo always loved to worry and wouldn’t be able to sleep at night because of it? He had never cared about what the others said in the past…
Why did he suddenly fall silent, had his words been too harsh?
Ye Mingjun, who was rarely ever silent, was deep in thought, making Ji Mo cast subconscious side-glances at him. Just as he hesitated on whether to explain himself, he heard the immortal suddenly speak with a serious expression, “So, let’s just dump the System tonight and give it a try!”
That’s right, he firmly believed that putting something into practice was the best way of solving a problem. Since humans liked sleeping together, there must be some inherent joy in doing so which he did not understand. How would he know which was more interesting if he didn’t stay with Ji Mo for a whole night? He wouldn’t be able to obtain a correct answer by just guessing.
Tell me, where did this ‘so’ come from? Just what were you thinking earlier?!
While the present Ye Mingjun was completely enveloped by his thirst for knowledge, like a truth-seeking researcher, this did not prevent Ji Mo from refusing to cooperate in his road to discovery, saying coldly, “Xianjun, forgive me for not being able to complete missions with you at night as I need to sleep. Also, please do not discard the System at will.”
Certain that he would never be able to finish his proper business with Ye Mingjun by his side, Ji Mo no longer bothered with him and turned to Qing Ye, who was still cleaning the room, “Qing Ye, do you remember your own past?”
Fortunately, while Qing Ye was simple and easy to fool, he was also extremely obedient and answered truthfully, although he didn’t know why the Morning Priest would suddenly ask him such a question, “I was adopted by the Rising Sun Priest at birth, and have been accepting the priests’ teachings along with the other orphans ever since. My teachers said I did not possess the talent for divine spells, so they only taught me how to cultivate and basic swordsmanship. Later on, I was allowed to join the ranks of the divine attendants.”
After spending many days contemplating, Qing Ye had finally come to terms with Chang Hui’s betrayal. However, this was still someone he had previously viewed as his life’s ideal, and he was still unwilling to call Chang Hui directly by name like the other divine attendants, looking honestly downcast each time he was mentioned.
Such a course of life was commonly seen at the Shrine, as many had died in the war between the five continents. After the war, most of the orphans in this world had been adopted by the Shrine, who then became the Shrine’s most devoted divine attendants and priests once they grew to become adults.
After verifying that Qing Ye had no idea of this matter himself, Ji Mo tapped his finger on the table in contemplation, and continued to ask, “Has anything strange ever happened to you?”
Qing Ye had always held the Morning Star Priest who saved his life in high regard, and hearing him ask that, he gave it some serious thought. Yet, he couldn’t find anything special, and replied hesitantly, “No, my life has always been very ordinary.”
Ordinary? Are you sure about that? I remember you being strung up by the city gates and almost getting dismembered by Ye Po quite recently, the No. 1 assassin Shui Wuhen tried to kill you a few days ago, and you’re currently caught in some game Su Ge and Chang Hui are playing. An ordinary person would have probably ascended to the sky by now.
Now that he thought of it, each time he met Qing Ye, this poor child was always brushing shoulders with death. Although Ji Mo had yet to solve this mystery, he could faintly sense the hardship this protection mission would bring.
Yet, his teammate had always been someone that couldn’t be taken lightly. After being ignored for some time, Ye Mingjun finally couldn’t suppress his urge to cause trouble, moving closer and smiling to suggest, “Anyhow, nothing’s happened yet, so why don’t we take a stroll through the streets?”
If you tell me that you’ll stay well-behaved and not cause a ruckus around the streets, would you believe it yourself?
Looking expressionlessly at the immortal, Ji Mo knew that he only had two options: to let him cause trouble outside or allow him to continue harassing him in this room. In consideration of Ye Mingjun’s growing fondness of touching him, he finally decided that it was none of his business and let the Demonic Continent’s people bear the lethality of this one.
“Fine, I’d also like to see what the current Demonic Continent is like.”
“You’re going out? Please wait a moment, I’ll immediately exchange the Demonic Continent’s currency!” Hearing that they were planning a sightseeing tour around the place, Qing Ye immediately recalled his duty as a guard and hurriedly went to make preparations.
It was really rare to see such a diligent and tractable worker these days, why couldn’t Ye Mingjun be this obedient?
Silently looking on as he went, Ji Mo then turned his gaze to a certain immortal beside him and instantly realized what was meant by ‘other peoples’ children’. Inwardly lamenting the large gap between two kids from the same kindergarten, he still kept a serious face as he asked,
“Does Xianjun sense any abnormalities from Qing Ye?”
Su Ge was too good at keeping secrets, even Ji Mo was unable to find anything. Luckily, Ye Mingjun finally played his part in this critical moment, saying after glancing at Qing Ye’s back, “His aura is very similar to the Celestials, but not completely the same. It’s really odd.”
Although Ye Mingjun’s cultivation had been sealed off, he still had the eye for these kinds of things as an ancient artifact, and naturally couldn’t be wrong. Hearing this, after giving it some thought, Ji Mo suggested, “Could he be a mixed-race between a Celestial and a mortal?”
“There is that possibility.”
Upon hearing Ye Mingjun’s answer, Ji Mo’s expression changed slightly, as if he had thought of something that he was still uncertain about, and said, “Can Xianjun sense any Celestials with a similar aura as him?”
Yet this time, Ye Mingjun was not as easy to dismiss as before, immediately looking at him with a smile, “Is there a prize?”
“What do you want?”
Ji Mo had a bad feeling the moment he said these words. As expected, what the immortal wanted, he would get the instant his interest was piqued, requesting something he had been denied before without an ounce of hesitation, “Let me into your room tonight.”
At night… You want me to repay using my body? Ye Mingjun, you’ve gone astray! In the past, you wouldn’t demand such a thing!
Alright, it was his fault for always reminding the immortal not to carry out the humans’ wishes unconditionally. What was this? Reaping what he sowed?
Forcefully trying not to think of it the wrong way, Ji Mo secretly observed Ye Mingjun’s expression, and after making sure that it was filled with the usual curiosity, he said indifferently, “I can chat with you for a shichen, you’re not allowed to do anything else.”
Heh, it was lucky he hadn’t taught Ye Mingjun the art of haggling. Cutting the cost by half was the basic respect one could give to haggling.
Ji Mo now knew Ye Mingjun’s temper— this immortal would do anything to achieve something you forbid him from doing, and the only way was to firstly go along with his wishes, then make a few adjustments. This way, he wouldn’t have any objections. Ye Mingjun was a very coaxable person.
Sure enough, as long as he achieved the goal of staying together at night, Ye Mingjun did not care what they did specifically, and agreed contentedly, “You promised, you’re not allowed to run away tonight.”
Then don’t do anything to scare me away! Can’t you just sit quietly and become a dazzling night luminous pearl?
Although he criticized inwardly, Ji Mo still kept his indifferent tone, as if he was completely unafraid of the immortal’s actions, “If anyone attacks us on the way there, please leave them alive.”
Mm, getting a freebie after haggling the prices was the humans’ fine tradition.
“Okay, anything you say.”
Agreeing to everything he requested and looking at Ji Mo, who looked a little happier after hearing his reply, Ye Mingjun thought for a bit before asking, “So, if we encounter any accidents while we’re outside, can I make bodily contact to protect you?”
Hearing this, the first thing Ji Mo did was to stare blankly at him, then realized that it was probably to avoid the System’s punishments. Taking into consideration that inappropriate behavior did not exist in Ye Mingjun’s mindset, he agreed thoughtlessly, “Fine, but restrain yourself in public spaces.”
“Don’t worry, I know.”
Seeing him with his guard completely down, the smile in Ye Mingjun’s eyes deepened. He had been observing Ji Mo’s reactions to various situations in the past few days, and no matter what he did, he would stop doing it as long as Ji Mo was the slightest bit discontent. Now was the time to seek out when he was the most relaxed.
While this little guy Ji Mo had his guard up most of the time, and you couldn’t even touch him on a normal day, as long as you gave way to him step by step, he would relax his guard and retract his thorns. This was the best time to knead him to your heart’s content when he least expected it.
So, in order to test to what extent he was allowed to touch, what sort of incident should they encounter?
Originally posted on RBKTR Translations.
Author: The One Who Tells Stories Under the Bridge (天桥底下说书的).
Translated by: Yujuan
The Shrine had always regarded Su Ge’s orders as oracles from god. Not long after, Qing Ye came in with Ye Mingjun’s daily necessities in hand, bowing respectfully to Ji Mo, “Morning Star Priest, the High Priest has appointed me as your guard.”
That’s fine and all, but why did you bring in Ye Mingjun’s bedclothes as well? Are you planning to offer up your Morning Star Priest as sacrifice?!
Ji Mo stared wordlessly at this foolish child as he energetically made the bed. While Ji Mo knew that being appointed as his guard was merely an excuse and that Su Ge was actually telling them to protect Qing Ye, he was filled with the sour feeling of suddenly becoming a kindergarten teacher as he thought of how he was supposed to bring these two grown-up children with him for the next few days.
Seeing this, Ye Mingjun also understood what had occured, and said curiously to him, “You want to sleep with me?”
Why was he suddenly making such a request? Had his deeds of sneaking out to wander about instead of sleeping in his room been exposed?
Ji Mo was always asking Ye Mingjun not to run wild, yet this was a person who just couldn’t sit still, flying out to investigate whenever he heard the sound of something astir. Naturally, he went further and further away each time he investigated, only returning quietly when he guessed that Ji Mo was about to wake.
Just as Ye Mingjun worried that his free nighttime walks were about to vanish, Ji Mo unhesitatingly solved this problem for him right away, “No.”
Alright then, even though his actions hadn’t been exposed, why did he feel as if something had pricked his heart?
Absently tilting his head to look at the person in front of him, who seemed as indifferent as ever, there was still something Ye Mingjun couldn’t comprehend. While he liked frolicking among others, he did not like being restricted, and had never stopped to wait for anyone whenever a passing interest came to him.
But why would he cautiously hide the matter of him running out to play from Ji Mo? Was it because Ji Mo always loved to worry and wouldn’t be able to sleep at night because of it? He had never cared about what the others said in the past…
Why did he suddenly fall silent, had his words been too harsh?
Ye Mingjun, who was rarely ever silent, was deep in thought, making Ji Mo cast subconscious side-glances at him. Just as he hesitated on whether to explain himself, he heard the immortal suddenly speak with a serious expression, “So, let’s just dump the System tonight and give it a try!”
That’s right, he firmly believed that putting something into practice was the best way of solving a problem. Since humans liked sleeping together, there must be some inherent joy in doing so which he did not understand. How would he know which was more interesting if he didn’t stay with Ji Mo for a whole night? He wouldn’t be able to obtain a correct answer by just guessing.
Tell me, where did this ‘so’ come from? Just what were you thinking earlier?!
While the present Ye Mingjun was completely enveloped by his thirst for knowledge, like a truth-seeking researcher, this did not prevent Ji Mo from refusing to cooperate in his road to discovery, saying coldly, “Xianjun, forgive me for not being able to complete missions with you at night as I need to sleep. Also, please do not discard the System at will.”
Certain that he would never be able to finish his proper business with Ye Mingjun by his side, Ji Mo no longer bothered with him and turned to Qing Ye, who was still cleaning the room, “Qing Ye, do you remember your own past?”
Fortunately, while Qing Ye was simple and easy to fool, he was also extremely obedient and answered truthfully, although he didn’t know why the Morning Priest would suddenly ask him such a question, “I was adopted by the Rising Sun Priest at birth, and have been accepting the priests’ teachings along with the other orphans ever since. My teachers said I did not possess the talent for divine spells, so they only taught me how to cultivate and basic swordsmanship. Later on, I was allowed to join the ranks of the divine attendants.”
After spending many days contemplating, Qing Ye had finally come to terms with Chang Hui’s betrayal. However, this was still someone he had previously viewed as his life’s ideal, and he was still unwilling to call Chang Hui directly by name like the other divine attendants, looking honestly downcast each time he was mentioned.
Such a course of life was commonly seen at the Shrine, as many had died in the war between the five continents. After the war, most of the orphans in this world had been adopted by the Shrine, who then became the Shrine’s most devoted divine attendants and priests once they grew to become adults.
After verifying that Qing Ye had no idea of this matter himself, Ji Mo tapped his finger on the table in contemplation, and continued to ask, “Has anything strange ever happened to you?”
Qing Ye had always held the Morning Star Priest who saved his life in high regard, and hearing him ask that, he gave it some serious thought. Yet, he couldn’t find anything special, and replied hesitantly, “No, my life has always been very ordinary.”
Ordinary? Are you sure about that? I remember you being strung up by the city gates and almost getting dismembered by Ye Po quite recently, the No. 1 assassin Shui Wuhen tried to kill you a few days ago, and you’re currently caught in some game Su Ge and Chang Hui are playing. An ordinary person would have probably ascended to the sky by now.
Now that he thought of it, each time he met Qing Ye, this poor child was always brushing shoulders with death. Although Ji Mo had yet to solve this mystery, he could faintly sense the hardship this protection mission would bring.
Yet, his teammate had always been someone that couldn’t be taken lightly. After being ignored for some time, Ye Mingjun finally couldn’t suppress his urge to cause trouble, moving closer and smiling to suggest, “Anyhow, nothing’s happened yet, so why don’t we take a stroll through the streets?”
If you tell me that you’ll stay well-behaved and not cause a ruckus around the streets, would you believe it yourself?
Looking expressionlessly at the immortal, Ji Mo knew that he only had two options: to let him cause trouble outside or allow him to continue harassing him in this room. In consideration of Ye Mingjun’s growing fondness of touching him, he finally decided that it was none of his business and let the Demonic Continent’s people bear the lethality of this one.
“Fine, I’d also like to see what the current Demonic Continent is like.”
“You’re going out? Please wait a moment, I’ll immediately exchange the Demonic Continent’s currency!” Hearing that they were planning a sightseeing tour around the place, Qing Ye immediately recalled his duty as a guard and hurriedly went to make preparations.
It was really rare to see such a diligent and tractable worker these days, why couldn’t Ye Mingjun be this obedient?
Silently looking on as he went, Ji Mo then turned his gaze to a certain immortal beside him and instantly realized what was meant by ‘other peoples’ children’. Inwardly lamenting the large gap between two kids from the same kindergarten, he still kept a serious face as he asked,
“Does Xianjun sense any abnormalities from Qing Ye?”
Su Ge was too good at keeping secrets, even Ji Mo was unable to find anything. Luckily, Ye Mingjun finally played his part in this critical moment, saying after glancing at Qing Ye’s back, “His aura is very similar to the Celestials, but not completely the same. It’s really odd.”
Although Ye Mingjun’s cultivation had been sealed off, he still had the eye for these kinds of things as an ancient artifact, and naturally couldn’t be wrong. Hearing this, after giving it some thought, Ji Mo suggested, “Could he be a mixed-race between a Celestial and a mortal?”
“There is that possibility.”
Upon hearing Ye Mingjun’s answer, Ji Mo’s expression changed slightly, as if he had thought of something that he was still uncertain about, and said, “Can Xianjun sense any Celestials with a similar aura as him?”
Yet this time, Ye Mingjun was not as easy to dismiss as before, immediately looking at him with a smile, “Is there a prize?”
“What do you want?”
Ji Mo had a bad feeling the moment he said these words. As expected, what the immortal wanted, he would get the instant his interest was piqued, requesting something he had been denied before without an ounce of hesitation, “Let me into your room tonight.”
At night… You want me to repay using my body? Ye Mingjun, you’ve gone astray! In the past, you wouldn’t demand such a thing!
Alright, it was his fault for always reminding the immortal not to carry out the humans’ wishes unconditionally. What was this? Reaping what he sowed?
Forcefully trying not to think of it the wrong way, Ji Mo secretly observed Ye Mingjun’s expression, and after making sure that it was filled with the usual curiosity, he said indifferently, “I can chat with you for a shichen, you’re not allowed to do anything else.”
Heh, it was lucky he hadn’t taught Ye Mingjun the art of haggling. Cutting the cost by half was the basic respect one could give to haggling.
Ji Mo now knew Ye Mingjun’s temper— this immortal would do anything to achieve something you forbid him from doing, and the only way was to firstly go along with his wishes, then make a few adjustments. This way, he wouldn’t have any objections. Ye Mingjun was a very coaxable person.
Sure enough, as long as he achieved the goal of staying together at night, Ye Mingjun did not care what they did specifically, and agreed contentedly, “You promised, you’re not allowed to run away tonight.”
Then don’t do anything to scare me away! Can’t you just sit quietly and become a dazzling night luminous pearl?
Although he criticized inwardly, Ji Mo still kept his indifferent tone, as if he was completely unafraid of the immortal’s actions, “If anyone attacks us on the way there, please leave them alive.”
Mm, getting a freebie after haggling the prices was the humans’ fine tradition.
“Okay, anything you say.”
Agreeing to everything he requested and looking at Ji Mo, who looked a little happier after hearing his reply, Ye Mingjun thought for a bit before asking, “So, if we encounter any accidents while we’re outside, can I make bodily contact to protect you?”
Hearing this, the first thing Ji Mo did was to stare blankly at him, then realized that it was probably to avoid the System’s punishments. Taking into consideration that inappropriate behavior did not exist in Ye Mingjun’s mindset, he agreed thoughtlessly, “Fine, but restrain yourself in public spaces.”
“Don’t worry, I know.”
Seeing him with his guard completely down, the smile in Ye Mingjun’s eyes deepened. He had been observing Ji Mo’s reactions to various situations in the past few days, and no matter what he did, he would stop doing it as long as Ji Mo was the slightest bit discontent. Now was the time to seek out when he was the most relaxed.
While this little guy Ji Mo had his guard up most of the time, and you couldn’t even touch him on a normal day, as long as you gave way to him step by step, he would relax his guard and retract his thorns. This was the best time to knead him to your heart’s content when he least expected it.
So, in order to test to what extent he was allowed to touch, what sort of incident should they encounter?
