My Darling Sick Beauty

Everyone in the Cultivation World was heartbroken on the spot.

Chang Qian was dragged out and beaten by his little uncle for being a master of reading between the lines.

The little snake was constrained by a tyrannical power, he learnt what it meant to have “one’s lips saying one thing but one’s body language to reveal what one was really think”, but a tsundere devil’s thoughts must never be exposed …… Chang Qian learned that lesson the hard way and gave up the difficult task of delivering medicine back to Ah-Chu.

But no matter who it was who delivered the medicine, the atmosphere between these two people was still extraordinarily bizarre. There was also an indescribable scent drifting in the wind.

 

Jiang Zheliu had always been very calm, but he hadn’t quite understood his own fickle temper, and how he had annoyed the little devil …… According to his usual behaviour, he had never fallen out with someone to this extent.

Wen Renye’s injuries quickly recovered and healed, the physique of a Devil was always strong, and did not require much rest to recover. It was just that there was a cold war going on between these two people, and they had rarely exchanged words.

The thing that incited this cold war was lying quietly on the table, it was so infused with vitality that the wood was almost at the point of sprouting new life. Wen Renye stared at it all day long, but he never picked it up, as if this treasure that he had spent so much effort obtaining was just an ordinary stone that could be casually thrown away.

 

Ah-Chu stayed quiet and didn’t intervene, he would never have dared to touch this treasure. When he was sitting on the edge of the bed blowing on the cool medicine, he suddenly heard the quiet voice of Jiang Zheliu.

“There are flowers blooming.”

Ah-Chu stopped in his tracks then turned to look out of the window. There really was verdant Boston Ivy and vine, with a single withered Moonflower that was lying on the window pane, stubbornly trying to enter into the room.

“Hmm.” Ah Chu said, “Later when we go back, we can plant some flowers on Zhongnan Mountain, and we can also raise some small animals, those mountain spirits and wild animals will really like gege.”

Jiang Zheliu took the medicine bowl, smiled gently, and said, “Okay.”

His voice was very calm, bringing with it a hint of unusual softness. His hair fluttered from the light breeze coming through the window, he had a very faint smile on his lips. Even when they were talking about this rather promising topic, he still looked light as a feather as if he could be blown anyway at any moment.

Ah-Chu was momentarily stumped, unable to speak. He looked at Jiang Zheliu in a daze for a moment before saying, “…… You’ll get better, don’t worry.”

“……?”

“Well,” Ah-Chu was too anxious to make things clearer and added, “Well, you are the most cared for person in this world, you will definitely get better, you have to believe me!”

That was certainly a lofty statement. Jiang Zheliu quietly listened, then leaned a few inches closer, and asked quietly: “How can I believe you?”

This kind of offensive beauty at close range, was simply a critical hit to the system. Ah-Chu felt his blood quickly emptying, leaving only a thin layer of blood under the skin struggling to support itself. He stammered a little, numbly staring at the curves of the other’s lips which were right under his nose, he blushed whilst his heart continued to beat at an unprecedented rate, almost to this point where he was about to reveal the entire plot.

Just at that moment, when he felt that his willpower had depleted, he found his body was lighter than air, he had been lifted up by one hand by the back of his collar and he was thrown outside the window with one crisp movement.

*Plonk*

The little deer who had still not woken up from his lascivious thoughts crashed into the Boston Ivy and was stabbed by the Moonflower that had been growing against the windowpane.

Smells so good …… Ah-chu froze again. 

 

It was not the flower fragrance that smelt good, but being outside, especially amongst the flora he discovered, that the milky white stone with floating blue wisps which had been placed in the room for less than two days, with the addition of the scent of the heavenly spirit body of Shenxian gege was simply so sweet. It was like a wonderfully delicious cupcake that could make any living thing act in this way……

Ah-Chu treated his Shenxian gege as the protagonist so he did not feel that there was anything wrong with this. He just clapped his hands before climbing back up from the window and then went to the small kitchen to find Chang Qian – so that they could complain together about the big devil’s evil deeds.

Just as the little deer and the little snake were b*tching about the great Devil, Jiang Zheliu felt that he was being watched.

Wen Renye seemed to have lost his cool.

But Jiang Zheliu was too calm, resulting in the little devil becoming even more apprehensive, but he still didn’t overstep the bounds.

The night sky gradually grew darker, it was a beautiful night, the beaded curtains outside the door gently collided in the light breeze.

Jiang Zheliu’s routine was not very healthy, as he spent much of his time sleeping.

Just as the moon darkened and the wind increased, a pair of evil claws climbed on to his bed and wrapped around his shoulders.

Although Jiang Zheliu could sleep a lot, the quality of his sleep was not actually that great, so just as the other came closer, he had already noticed. He was nervously enveloped by this soft distinct pine and cypress scented energy. The devil had also grabbed ahold of his wrist, not giving him a chance to escape.

Wen Renye slowly leaned in closer to him.

The wounds on the little devil lord’s body had healed, and only the palm of his hand that had been burned by the vermilion bird’s flames still left a little residual burn mark. Even though Jiang Zheliu had his wrist pinned down, he was not at all panicked, and he was even still a little sleepy, he whispered in a lazy tone: “Can’t sleep?”

…… How is this person so calm.

Wen Renye the self-proclaimed cold and ruthless Devil, who would kill without blinking, eat people without salt, and was basically the ultimate villain for the Cultivation World had climbed into his bed in the dead of night but this person was so indifferent to just ask him if he couldn’t sleep.

This was just too humiliating.

He held back a long while, before finally answering with an aggressive tone: “Yes!”

Can’t sleep ahhh …… Jiang Zheliu had rarely encountered this kind of issue, but he had raised his shidi, as well as some of the other juniors, so he could also understand. He gave up half his bed, so that the other could sleep next to him.

He wanted to quietly patch up the quarrel, but Wen Renye obviously wouldn’t allow it. The Devil Lord pinned down his wrist more tightly, as his breath slowly sank down towards the other’s neck, this hot breath began tickling Jiang Zheliu’s ears, and even making his frosty white skin turn slightly red.

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment, he felt his ears burning slightly, he steadied his voice and said, “What is it now?”

“Are you still angry.”

Wen Renye, this question was a little undue, Jiang Zheliu was clearly not angry, his heart was as calm as ice, he ate well and slept well, so when was he angry at all, plus he did not ignore him, it was a one-sided cold war stemming from the little Devil Lord.

Jiang Zheliu thought for a moment and asked rhetorically, “So what is it that you want?”

According to the other’s usual discourse, it should start with defiling, abusing and then ravishing, otherwise the Devil Lord’s fearsome and frightening demeanour would all be in vain. 

 

But Jiang Zheliu’s voice was soft, so calm that it was not possible to hear any fluctuations, accompanied by the icy snow-like energy from his body which slowly spread open, poking Wen Renye straight in his heart, firmly suppressing that tiny smidgen of agitation that remained.

“I want……”

Jiang Zheliu waited for him to finish.

But the end of this sentence never came, Wen Renye’s hand wrapped around the other’s shoulder, then looped around his neck to put the pendant back on his body with a small, crisp click of the clasp.

The energy of the Resurrection Stone surged over his body, it fit perfectly with Jiang Zheliu’s heavenly spirit body, nearly fusing into one.

Jiang Zheliu did not speak, he was embraced by Wen Renye, the other was pressed up against his shoulder, his voice was quiet: “You are not allowed to return it to me.”

Jiang Zheliu knew he couldn’t talk Wen Renye out of it, so he didn’t take it off again, but still sighed and said, “I don’t want to waste your kind intentions, but I just want to tell you not to do this kind of thing for me again, I won’t like it.”

He spoke gently, even if what he had said was not too pleasant, it did not provoke the little devil’s temper.

He heard Wen Renye’s voice in his ear, it was somewhat muffled.

“And I’m also not angry at you, I just want to tell you too that I am willing to do this for you, there was neither gain nor loss.”

The dark clouds outside the window seemed to half-disperse, and the moonlight shone on the vines at the edge of the window pane. There was silence all around, only his whispering voice could be heard, devoted and sincere.

Under the moonlight, there was a faint sound of a bird call.

The person next to Jiang Zheliu moved and seemed to roll over to face him, just as the wind seemed to crash through the beaded curtain. The other kissed him gently on his eyes through the layer of soft silk.

“If you really don’t want me to lose more than I gain,” said Wen Renye, “then don’t make me regret it and don’t reject me.”

“You …… urm ……”

Jiang Zheliu just said a word, then he felt the familiarity of the other’s soul, the other’s primordial spirit was thick and strong, and incredibly tense, and easily permeated and enveloped him entirely.

Every wisp and detail of the other’s emotions could be perceived thoroughly and completely.

Jiang Zheliu felt that the other was too close, his fragile soul had been wrapped in an embrace, being carefully ironed over, and then hidden deep within the other’s primordial spirit.

…… The method of divine interconnection, give him an inch and he’d take a mile.

The dependency aspect of this technique was too strong, Jiang Zheliu couldn’t help being enveloped by him, he wasn’t even able to utter the word “no”, he could only clutch the other’s sleeve, as the other held him in his arms.

After a short time of intermingling, his body was out of strength and his physique felt as if it was being melted by this feeling of rubbing that made him buckle at the knees. He turned his head to bury himself in the arms of Wen Renye to slowly even out his breath.

“…… Despicable.”

Jiang Zheliu slowed down breathing and then slowly said, “…… using this method to not allow me to refuse.”

For the Devil Lord, that word was almost considered a compliment. Wen Renye was still embracing him and holding on to his waist, he was very close to him, using a lame logic, he asked: “Were you not comfortable?”

…… Comfortable, it was very comfortable, the effectiveness of the divine interconnection restoration technique was still very useful, but it was a little too tiring.

Jiang Zheliu did not answer this, he was a little sleepy, after a while, he said in a low voice: “Don’t move around, be quiet and go to sleep with me.”

That one word from Jiang Zheliu had a lot of impact1, all of a sudden occupying the mind of the Devil Lord, the latter swallowed and had a feeling that the entire Devil Realm would be as proud as he was.

Wen Renye held the other’s hand, then leaned in and kissed the long silk covering the other’s eyes: “Okay, go to sleep then.”

Under the tranquil moonlight, Wen Renye looped his arm around Jiang Zheliu’s waist a little tighter. The waist under the palm of his hand was very narrow, like a twig off a weightless willow branch, silently perched in his arms.

 

————

Early next morning.

If it was not for the fact that Chang Qian had been accompanying Jiang Zheliu the whole time, he might have also thought that Jiang Zheliu was really being held hostage by some villainous great devil. He watched with a blank face as his little uncle stared at his shenxian gege, the former’s gaze never moved away.

He put the medicinal food on the table, and elbowed Ah-Chu, whispering: “What happened last night? Did they make up?”

“I don’t know either.” Ah-Chu’s eyes were sparkling when he looked over, “Maybe this is what’s called a sweet and sour love affair!”

Chang Qian: “…… You’re so excited that you’re salivating.”

Ah-Chu subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth and was about to retort, but before he could say anything, they heard two knocks at the door, and the ginseng child wearing a gray and pink daoist robe poked her head through the door and said a little anxiously, “Jiang Xianzun, the Monastery Master told me to tell you that you should not go out today.”

She looked up to take a look around, she stopped talking for a moment, whilst looking at the devilish energy coming from the big devil who was stopping the beautiful and sickly Jiang Xianzun from speaking, almost proving the image that“that band of sanctimonious sons of a b*tch’s words were indeed accurate about him”.

She was stuck for a moment, and then hurriedly said, “Monastery Master would like the Devil Lord to go see him for a moment.”

As soon as Jiang Zheliu got up this morning, the little devil had been pressed against his ear for a long time to talk about the divine interconnection technique, and before he could fully digest what the other was saying, he had heard the Ginseng child’s words.

…… This doesn’t sound right. He had to stay behind closed doors, but the other had asked Wen Renye to go out, it must not be a trivial matter.

Jiang Zheliu squeezed Wen Renye’s hand and calmly asked the ginseng child, “What happened? Can you tell me?”

The daoist girl stammered for a moment, thinking that the Monastery Master had not told her whether she could explain the situation or not, so she hesitantly said: “…… The day before yesterday when Vermilion Bird Zhenjun came, what happened created quite a stir …… so now many of the righteous sects are waiting in main medicine hall, saying that they will kneel there until Xianzun shows his face …… so that they can be at ease.”

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment, his heart skipped a bit whilst he had a frown on his face, he could already guess the real aim of these people.

He squeezed Wen Renye’s hand again and whispered, “Take me out there.”

“No, your eyes have not yet healed.” Wen Renye immediately refused without thinking, “You don’t need to pay attention to that group of people, and there is no need to show yourself.” 

 

“They won’t stop until they see me.” Jiang Zheliu said, “If this group of people really knelt outside Dan Xin Monastery, will you really kill them one after the other?”

“Why not?”

Jiang Zheliu was a little choked up by the little devil’s reply, and discovered that this person did not really care about keeping the peace between the two Realms.

“If you slaughter them one after the other.” Jiang Zheliu slowly said, “It can really be said that you will be the world’s greatest monster, the world’s worst enemy would not an exaggeration, and I will become the sinner who tempted you to kill all those people.”

“Sinner, do you really care about your reputation that much?” Wen Renye looked down at him, “Everything you’ve done all those years to build up this reputation still hasn’t prevented these sanctimonious people from kicking their benefactor in the teeth ……”

A finger pressed up against his lips.

Jiang Zheliu’s fingers were slightly cold, but his voice was calm and relaxed, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.

“What I mind is your reputation.”

How can a person who was the world’s worst enemy become the Master of the Six Realms? Wen Renye occupied the right time and the right place, he should be the one with the most promise, and should not because of this be led off course.

There was a time he thought that the devil race was insidious and cunning, brutal and unforgiving, only to find in the end that all of those cold people that he had once met may not even be as candid and pure as this great devil.

————

Dan Xin Monastery, Main Hall.

Yu Jinnian’s daoist robe was loose-fitting, his long hair was tied up with a turquoise ribbon, he propped up his chin looking at the band of people in front of him, he was actually starting to lose his patience.

There were about ten people before him, either standing and sitting, and of varying ages. It seemed each sect had sent a representative, and each one had a wooden seal representing their particular sect hanging from their waists.

Among them, the one with the highest status was the Junior Pavilion Lord Jin of the Wushuang Jian Pavilion, behind him stood an Elder with profound cultivation, he was unable to determine to what degree, but he was carrying a sword box embedded with precious stones on his back.

Wushuang Jian Pavilion, Lan Re Temple, Han Dao Sect, Wan Gu Sect……

Zhu Wuxin of the Ling Xiao Sect had not come, it was unknown the cause of this but a female Elder of the sect had come in his stead. Wang Wenyuan of Tianji Pavilion also had not come. Wang Wenyuan was quick-witted, he should have already figured out that he had poisoned, so he had only sent two Tianji Pavilion representatives.

And Lan Re Temple, who had been avoiding worldly affairs and rarely made appearance outside, had sent Zen Master2, Ming Jing.

This large hall of people, representing almost every existing power in the Cultivation World was silent, each wondering what was going through the other’s minds.

“Divine Sage of Medicine.” The righteous sects all came pay their respects to Yu Jinnian, or at least came in the name of face3, “We are all relieved that Xianzun is here to recuperate, it’s just that because of some recent rumours, we just want to verify ……”

“Amitabha Buddha, this poor monk4 only wishes to take a look.” Zen Master Ming Jing said, “Only to see that Jiang Qianbei has not been harmed.”

“The same goes for us.” The female cultivator of Wan Gu Sect played with the venomous insect in her hand, “It’s really hard to feel at ease at a time like this.”

A chorus of concurring voices resounded around the hall. However the people from Wushuang Jian Pavilion and Ling Xiao Sect did not speak. Jin Yujie just stood at the same place, not saying a word.

The words of these people were perhaps true or perhaps they were false, and perhaps some of them were really worried about Jiang Zheliu before they came. Yu Jinnian observed from the sidelines for a moment and said, “It’s not that I’m not willing to let you see him, but Xianzun, he ……”

He hadn’t finished telling lies when the bamboo curtain that was hanging down was rolled up.

The crowd turned their heads to see the curtain woven with fine bamboo had been pulled up to reveal the snow-white hem of a daoist robe, which had an embroidery pattern of pine and bamboo. As the bamboo curtain was completely pulled up, the room became more and more silent.

For most of the people here, it was the first time that they had seen Jiang Zheliu in such a state.

Even the sound of breathing gradually quietened down, as if they are afraid of disturbing something. In the long silence, there was only the sound Buddhist beads moving gently, which stopped and started, before gradually sounding again.

Many people were looking at his eyes, but many more were afraid to look.

“I am not seriously hurt.” Jiang Zheliu said indifferently, “You can all go back.”

No one answered.

After a few moments, the female cultivator of Wan Gu Sect who was holding the poisonous insect silently lifted the hem of her robe and knelt before him, even though she knew that he could not see: “For the kindness of saving our lives, Qianbei, the entire Wan Gu Sect is grateful, you have done us a great kindness. This time, I only wish to ask you whether the Devil lord, Wen Renye has treated you harshly. If this is the case, even if we risk our lives, we will not let you suffer.”

As she spoke, more representatives of the various sects lifted their robes and knelt down, thanking him for the kindness of saving their lives. Most of them were small sects, they had since a long time ago, only obeyed his word.

On the contrary, no one from the four great Immortal Sects moved, aside from Lan Re Temple’s Zen Master Ming Jing who also followed the others in a deep bow.

Although Jiang Zheliu could not see for the time being, his senses were still keen, and he could sense from where the voice came from. He knew that this female cultivator of the Wan Gu Sect had made a great salute. He dropped his hand to support the other to come up and explained calmly, “There is no such thing, the Devil Lord, Wen Renye is an old friend, my …… good friend.”

He hesitated for a rare moment before the words “good friend”.

This was the first time that female cultivator had encountered Jiang Xianzun himself, originally she could still force herself to keep a serious face, but after touching his cold fingertips, she was immediately pulled in by his indefinable aura, she stared blankly for a moment, before stammering, said: “Since, since this is the case, then it must be someone spreading baseless rumours, Xianzun ……”

She was blushing a lot, her centuries old heart began to beat uncontrollably, the little deer in her heart that should have died many years ago followed its beat blindly crashing about, just as the redness on her body had reached its peak, she suddenly saw by a pair of purple eyes behind Jiang Zheliu staring at her.

The killing intent spread out in all four directions, making everyone break out in a cold sweat.

The female cultivator snapped awake, jumped up and took a big step back, her back was soaked in cold sweat.

It wasn’t only her, in the moment that Wen Renye had appeared, many eyes which had already been on Jiang Zheliu were forced to retreat a few steps backwards. Those sect representatives who had been staring at Jiang Zheliu unwilling to revert their eyes were terribly startled, they immediately pulled back their gaze and recited several times to themselves “there is a knife above the character lust”5.

The crowd finally met this Devil Lord, Wen Renye.

Originally, many sects were very trusting of Jiang Zheliu, not to mention obedient. But as soon as they saw Wen Renye, the fierce and vicious monster, that image of the evil devil who ate people without salt, their minds began to wander, making people immediately associate him and evoking with it that so-called rumour.

They watched as this Great Devil took Jiang Qianbei’s hand.

……How could this be！

No way, let go of him!! 

Everyone in the Cultivation World was heartbroken on the spot.

Chang Qian was dragged out and beaten by his little uncle for being a master of reading between the lines.

The little snake was constrained by a tyrannical power, he learnt what it meant to have “one’s lips saying one thing but one’s body language to reveal what one was really think”, but a tsundere devil’s thoughts must never be exposed …… Chang Qian learned that lesson the hard way and gave up the difficult task of delivering medicine back to Ah-Chu.

But no matter who it was who delivered the medicine, the atmosphere between these two people was still extraordinarily bizarre. There was also an indescribable scent drifting in the wind.

 

Jiang Zheliu had always been very calm, but he hadn’t quite understood his own fickle temper, and how he had annoyed the little devil …… According to his usual behaviour, he had never fallen out with someone to this extent.

Wen Renye’s injuries quickly recovered and healed, the physique of a Devil was always strong, and did not require much rest to recover. It was just that there was a cold war going on between these two people, and they had rarely exchanged words.

The thing that incited this cold war was lying quietly on the table, it was so infused with vitality that the wood was almost at the point of sprouting new life. Wen Renye stared at it all day long, but he never picked it up, as if this treasure that he had spent so much effort obtaining was just an ordinary stone that could be casually thrown away.

 

Ah-Chu stayed quiet and didn’t intervene, he would never have dared to touch this treasure. When he was sitting on the edge of the bed blowing on the cool medicine, he suddenly heard the quiet voice of Jiang Zheliu.

“There are flowers blooming.”

Ah-Chu stopped in his tracks then turned to look out of the window. There really was verdant Boston Ivy and vine, with a single withered Moonflower that was lying on the window pane, stubbornly trying to enter into the room.

“Hmm.” Ah Chu said, “Later when we go back, we can plant some flowers on Zhongnan Mountain, and we can also raise some small animals, those mountain spirits and wild animals will really like gege.”

Jiang Zheliu took the medicine bowl, smiled gently, and said, “Okay.”

His voice was very calm, bringing with it a hint of unusual softness. His hair fluttered from the light breeze coming through the window, he had a very faint smile on his lips. Even when they were talking about this rather promising topic, he still looked light as a feather as if he could be blown anyway at any moment.

Ah-Chu was momentarily stumped, unable to speak. He looked at Jiang Zheliu in a daze for a moment before saying, “…… You’ll get better, don’t worry.”

“……?”

“Well,” Ah-Chu was too anxious to make things clearer and added, “Well, you are the most cared for person in this world, you will definitely get better, you have to believe me!”

That was certainly a lofty statement. Jiang Zheliu quietly listened, then leaned a few inches closer, and asked quietly: “How can I believe you?”

This kind of offensive beauty at close range, was simply a critical hit to the system. Ah-Chu felt his blood quickly emptying, leaving only a thin layer of blood under the skin struggling to support itself. He stammered a little, numbly staring at the curves of the other’s lips which were right under his nose, he blushed whilst his heart continued to beat at an unprecedented rate, almost to this point where he was about to reveal the entire plot.

Just at that moment, when he felt that his willpower had depleted, he found his body was lighter than air, he had been lifted up by one hand by the back of his collar and he was thrown outside the window with one crisp movement.

*Plonk*

The little deer who had still not woken up from his lascivious thoughts crashed into the Boston Ivy and was stabbed by the Moonflower that had been growing against the windowpane.

Smells so good …… Ah-chu froze again. 

 

It was not the flower fragrance that smelt good, but being outside, especially amongst the flora he discovered, that the milky white stone with floating blue wisps which had been placed in the room for less than two days, with the addition of the scent of the heavenly spirit body of Shenxian gege was simply so sweet. It was like a wonderfully delicious cupcake that could make any living thing act in this way……

Ah-Chu treated his Shenxian gege as the protagonist so he did not feel that there was anything wrong with this. He just clapped his hands before climbing back up from the window and then went to the small kitchen to find Chang Qian – so that they could complain together about the big devil’s evil deeds.

Just as the little deer and the little snake were b*tching about the great Devil, Jiang Zheliu felt that he was being watched.

Wen Renye seemed to have lost his cool.

But Jiang Zheliu was too calm, resulting in the little devil becoming even more apprehensive, but he still didn’t overstep the bounds.

The night sky gradually grew darker, it was a beautiful night, the beaded curtains outside the door gently collided in the light breeze.

Jiang Zheliu’s routine was not very healthy, as he spent much of his time sleeping.

Just as the moon darkened and the wind increased, a pair of evil claws climbed on to his bed and wrapped around his shoulders.

Although Jiang Zheliu could sleep a lot, the quality of his sleep was not actually that great, so just as the other came closer, he had already noticed. He was nervously enveloped by this soft distinct pine and cypress scented energy. The devil had also grabbed ahold of his wrist, not giving him a chance to escape.

Wen Renye slowly leaned in closer to him.

The wounds on the little devil lord’s body had healed, and only the palm of his hand that had been burned by the vermilion bird’s flames still left a little residual burn mark. Even though Jiang Zheliu had his wrist pinned down, he was not at all panicked, and he was even still a little sleepy, he whispered in a lazy tone: “Can’t sleep?”

…… How is this person so calm.

Wen Renye the self-proclaimed cold and ruthless Devil, who would kill without blinking, eat people without salt, and was basically the ultimate villain for the Cultivation World had climbed into his bed in the dead of night but this person was so indifferent to just ask him if he couldn’t sleep.

This was just too humiliating.

He held back a long while, before finally answering with an aggressive tone: “Yes!”

Can’t sleep ahhh …… Jiang Zheliu had rarely encountered this kind of issue, but he had raised his shidi, as well as some of the other juniors, so he could also understand. He gave up half his bed, so that the other could sleep next to him.

He wanted to quietly patch up the quarrel, but Wen Renye obviously wouldn’t allow it. The Devil Lord pinned down his wrist more tightly, as his breath slowly sank down towards the other’s neck, this hot breath began tickling Jiang Zheliu’s ears, and even making his frosty white skin turn slightly red.

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment, he felt his ears burning slightly, he steadied his voice and said, “What is it now?”

“Are you still angry.”

Wen Renye, this question was a little undue, Jiang Zheliu was clearly not angry, his heart was as calm as ice, he ate well and slept well, so when was he angry at all, plus he did not ignore him, it was a one-sided cold war stemming from the little Devil Lord.

Jiang Zheliu thought for a moment and asked rhetorically, “So what is it that you want?”

According to the other’s usual discourse, it should start with defiling, abusing and then ravishing, otherwise the Devil Lord’s fearsome and frightening demeanour would all be in vain. 

 

But Jiang Zheliu’s voice was soft, so calm that it was not possible to hear any fluctuations, accompanied by the icy snow-like energy from his body which slowly spread open, poking Wen Renye straight in his heart, firmly suppressing that tiny smidgen of agitation that remained.

“I want……”

Jiang Zheliu waited for him to finish.

But the end of this sentence never came, Wen Renye’s hand wrapped around the other’s shoulder, then looped around his neck to put the pendant back on his body with a small, crisp click of the clasp.

The energy of the Resurrection Stone surged over his body, it fit perfectly with Jiang Zheliu’s heavenly spirit body, nearly fusing into one.

Jiang Zheliu did not speak, he was embraced by Wen Renye, the other was pressed up against his shoulder, his voice was quiet: “You are not allowed to return it to me.”

Jiang Zheliu knew he couldn’t talk Wen Renye out of it, so he didn’t take it off again, but still sighed and said, “I don’t want to waste your kind intentions, but I just want to tell you not to do this kind of thing for me again, I won’t like it.”

He spoke gently, even if what he had said was not too pleasant, it did not provoke the little devil’s temper.

He heard Wen Renye’s voice in his ear, it was somewhat muffled.

“And I’m also not angry at you, I just want to tell you too that I am willing to do this for you, there was neither gain nor loss.”

The dark clouds outside the window seemed to half-disperse, and the moonlight shone on the vines at the edge of the window pane. There was silence all around, only his whispering voice could be heard, devoted and sincere.

Under the moonlight, there was a faint sound of a bird call.

The person next to Jiang Zheliu moved and seemed to roll over to face him, just as the wind seemed to crash through the beaded curtain. The other kissed him gently on his eyes through the layer of soft silk.

“If you really don’t want me to lose more than I gain,” said Wen Renye, “then don’t make me regret it and don’t reject me.”

“You …… urm ……”

Jiang Zheliu just said a word, then he felt the familiarity of the other’s soul, the other’s primordial spirit was thick and strong, and incredibly tense, and easily permeated and enveloped him entirely.

Every wisp and detail of the other’s emotions could be perceived thoroughly and completely.

Jiang Zheliu felt that the other was too close, his fragile soul had been wrapped in an embrace, being carefully ironed over, and then hidden deep within the other’s primordial spirit.

…… The method of divine interconnection, give him an inch and he’d take a mile.

The dependency aspect of this technique was too strong, Jiang Zheliu couldn’t help being enveloped by him, he wasn’t even able to utter the word “no”, he could only clutch the other’s sleeve, as the other held him in his arms.

After a short time of intermingling, his body was out of strength and his physique felt as if it was being melted by this feeling of rubbing that made him buckle at the knees. He turned his head to bury himself in the arms of Wen Renye to slowly even out his breath.

“…… Despicable.”

Jiang Zheliu slowed down breathing and then slowly said, “…… using this method to not allow me to refuse.”

For the Devil Lord, that word was almost considered a compliment. Wen Renye was still embracing him and holding on to his waist, he was very close to him, using a lame logic, he asked: “Were you not comfortable?”

…… Comfortable, it was very comfortable, the effectiveness of the divine interconnection restoration technique was still very useful, but it was a little too tiring.

Jiang Zheliu did not answer this, he was a little sleepy, after a while, he said in a low voice: “Don’t move around, be quiet and go to sleep with me.”

That one word from Jiang Zheliu had a lot of impact1, all of a sudden occupying the mind of the Devil Lord, the latter swallowed and had a feeling that the entire Devil Realm would be as proud as he was.

Wen Renye held the other’s hand, then leaned in and kissed the long silk covering the other’s eyes: “Okay, go to sleep then.”

Under the tranquil moonlight, Wen Renye looped his arm around Jiang Zheliu’s waist a little tighter. The waist under the palm of his hand was very narrow, like a twig off a weightless willow branch, silently perched in his arms.

 

————

Early next morning.

If it was not for the fact that Chang Qian had been accompanying Jiang Zheliu the whole time, he might have also thought that Jiang Zheliu was really being held hostage by some villainous great devil. He watched with a blank face as his little uncle stared at his shenxian gege, the former’s gaze never moved away.

He put the medicinal food on the table, and elbowed Ah-Chu, whispering: “What happened last night? Did they make up?”

“I don’t know either.” Ah-Chu’s eyes were sparkling when he looked over, “Maybe this is what’s called a sweet and sour love affair!”

Chang Qian: “…… You’re so excited that you’re salivating.”

Ah-Chu subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth and was about to retort, but before he could say anything, they heard two knocks at the door, and the ginseng child wearing a gray and pink daoist robe poked her head through the door and said a little anxiously, “Jiang Xianzun, the Monastery Master told me to tell you that you should not go out today.”

She looked up to take a look around, she stopped talking for a moment, whilst looking at the devilish energy coming from the big devil who was stopping the beautiful and sickly Jiang Xianzun from speaking, almost proving the image that“that band of sanctimonious sons of a b*tch’s words were indeed accurate about him”.

She was stuck for a moment, and then hurriedly said, “Monastery Master would like the Devil Lord to go see him for a moment.”

As soon as Jiang Zheliu got up this morning, the little devil had been pressed against his ear for a long time to talk about the divine interconnection technique, and before he could fully digest what the other was saying, he had heard the Ginseng child’s words.

…… This doesn’t sound right. He had to stay behind closed doors, but the other had asked Wen Renye to go out, it must not be a trivial matter.

Jiang Zheliu squeezed Wen Renye’s hand and calmly asked the ginseng child, “What happened? Can you tell me?”

The daoist girl stammered for a moment, thinking that the Monastery Master had not told her whether she could explain the situation or not, so she hesitantly said: “…… The day before yesterday when Vermilion Bird Zhenjun came, what happened created quite a stir …… so now many of the righteous sects are waiting in main medicine hall, saying that they will kneel there until Xianzun shows his face …… so that they can be at ease.”

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment, his heart skipped a bit whilst he had a frown on his face, he could already guess the real aim of these people.

He squeezed Wen Renye’s hand again and whispered, “Take me out there.”

“No, your eyes have not yet healed.” Wen Renye immediately refused without thinking, “You don’t need to pay attention to that group of people, and there is no need to show yourself.” 

 

“They won’t stop until they see me.” Jiang Zheliu said, “If this group of people really knelt outside Dan Xin Monastery, will you really kill them one after the other?”

“Why not?”

Jiang Zheliu was a little choked up by the little devil’s reply, and discovered that this person did not really care about keeping the peace between the two Realms.

“If you slaughter them one after the other.” Jiang Zheliu slowly said, “It can really be said that you will be the world’s greatest monster, the world’s worst enemy would not an exaggeration, and I will become the sinner who tempted you to kill all those people.”

“Sinner, do you really care about your reputation that much?” Wen Renye looked down at him, “Everything you’ve done all those years to build up this reputation still hasn’t prevented these sanctimonious people from kicking their benefactor in the teeth ……”

A finger pressed up against his lips.

Jiang Zheliu’s fingers were slightly cold, but his voice was calm and relaxed, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.

“What I mind is your reputation.”

How can a person who was the world’s worst enemy become the Master of the Six Realms? Wen Renye occupied the right time and the right place, he should be the one with the most promise, and should not because of this be led off course.

There was a time he thought that the devil race was insidious and cunning, brutal and unforgiving, only to find in the end that all of those cold people that he had once met may not even be as candid and pure as this great devil.

————

Dan Xin Monastery, Main Hall.

Yu Jinnian’s daoist robe was loose-fitting, his long hair was tied up with a turquoise ribbon, he propped up his chin looking at the band of people in front of him, he was actually starting to lose his patience.

There were about ten people before him, either standing and sitting, and of varying ages. It seemed each sect had sent a representative, and each one had a wooden seal representing their particular sect hanging from their waists.

Among them, the one with the highest status was the Junior Pavilion Lord Jin of the Wushuang Jian Pavilion, behind him stood an Elder with profound cultivation, he was unable to determine to what degree, but he was carrying a sword box embedded with precious stones on his back.

Wushuang Jian Pavilion, Lan Re Temple, Han Dao Sect, Wan Gu Sect……

Zhu Wuxin of the Ling Xiao Sect had not come, it was unknown the cause of this but a female Elder of the sect had come in his stead. Wang Wenyuan of Tianji Pavilion also had not come. Wang Wenyuan was quick-witted, he should have already figured out that he had poisoned, so he had only sent two Tianji Pavilion representatives.

And Lan Re Temple, who had been avoiding worldly affairs and rarely made appearance outside, had sent Zen Master2, Ming Jing.

This large hall of people, representing almost every existing power in the Cultivation World was silent, each wondering what was going through the other’s minds.

“Divine Sage of Medicine.” The righteous sects all came pay their respects to Yu Jinnian, or at least came in the name of face3, “We are all relieved that Xianzun is here to recuperate, it’s just that because of some recent rumours, we just want to verify ……”

“Amitabha Buddha, this poor monk4 only wishes to take a look.” Zen Master Ming Jing said, “Only to see that Jiang Qianbei has not been harmed.”

“The same goes for us.” The female cultivator of Wan Gu Sect played with the venomous insect in her hand, “It’s really hard to feel at ease at a time like this.”

A chorus of concurring voices resounded around the hall. However the people from Wushuang Jian Pavilion and Ling Xiao Sect did not speak. Jin Yujie just stood at the same place, not saying a word.

The words of these people were perhaps true or perhaps they were false, and perhaps some of them were really worried about Jiang Zheliu before they came. Yu Jinnian observed from the sidelines for a moment and said, “It’s not that I’m not willing to let you see him, but Xianzun, he ……”

He hadn’t finished telling lies when the bamboo curtain that was hanging down was rolled up.

The crowd turned their heads to see the curtain woven with fine bamboo had been pulled up to reveal the snow-white hem of a daoist robe, which had an embroidery pattern of pine and bamboo. As the bamboo curtain was completely pulled up, the room became more and more silent.

For most of the people here, it was the first time that they had seen Jiang Zheliu in such a state.

Even the sound of breathing gradually quietened down, as if they are afraid of disturbing something. In the long silence, there was only the sound Buddhist beads moving gently, which stopped and started, before gradually sounding again.

Many people were looking at his eyes, but many more were afraid to look.

“I am not seriously hurt.” Jiang Zheliu said indifferently, “You can all go back.”

No one answered.

After a few moments, the female cultivator of Wan Gu Sect who was holding the poisonous insect silently lifted the hem of her robe and knelt before him, even though she knew that he could not see: “For the kindness of saving our lives, Qianbei, the entire Wan Gu Sect is grateful, you have done us a great kindness. This time, I only wish to ask you whether the Devil lord, Wen Renye has treated you harshly. If this is the case, even if we risk our lives, we will not let you suffer.”

As she spoke, more representatives of the various sects lifted their robes and knelt down, thanking him for the kindness of saving their lives. Most of them were small sects, they had since a long time ago, only obeyed his word.

On the contrary, no one from the four great Immortal Sects moved, aside from Lan Re Temple’s Zen Master Ming Jing who also followed the others in a deep bow.

Although Jiang Zheliu could not see for the time being, his senses were still keen, and he could sense from where the voice came from. He knew that this female cultivator of the Wan Gu Sect had made a great salute. He dropped his hand to support the other to come up and explained calmly, “There is no such thing, the Devil Lord, Wen Renye is an old friend, my …… good friend.”

He hesitated for a rare moment before the words “good friend”.

This was the first time that female cultivator had encountered Jiang Xianzun himself, originally she could still force herself to keep a serious face, but after touching his cold fingertips, she was immediately pulled in by his indefinable aura, she stared blankly for a moment, before stammering, said: “Since, since this is the case, then it must be someone spreading baseless rumours, Xianzun ……”

She was blushing a lot, her centuries old heart began to beat uncontrollably, the little deer in her heart that should have died many years ago followed its beat blindly crashing about, just as the redness on her body had reached its peak, she suddenly saw by a pair of purple eyes behind Jiang Zheliu staring at her.

The killing intent spread out in all four directions, making everyone break out in a cold sweat.

The female cultivator snapped awake, jumped up and took a big step back, her back was soaked in cold sweat.

It wasn’t only her, in the moment that Wen Renye had appeared, many eyes which had already been on Jiang Zheliu were forced to retreat a few steps backwards. Those sect representatives who had been staring at Jiang Zheliu unwilling to revert their eyes were terribly startled, they immediately pulled back their gaze and recited several times to themselves “there is a knife above the character lust”5.

The crowd finally met this Devil Lord, Wen Renye.

Originally, many sects were very trusting of Jiang Zheliu, not to mention obedient. But as soon as they saw Wen Renye, the fierce and vicious monster, that image of the evil devil who ate people without salt, their minds began to wander, making people immediately associate him and evoking with it that so-called rumour.

They watched as this Great Devil took Jiang Qianbei’s hand.

……How could this be！

No way, let go of him!!