The Gu of Unity Judges Lovers

Chapter Sixty-Four

That was the first time he had come down the mountain, and Xuan Weixi refused to believe that he was destined to be a useless person for the rest of his life.

So he packed all his belongings and left the Demon Realm without looking back.

Perhaps it was a blessing from heaven that he was able to slip into the human realm so easily, before the cracks in the barrier between the three realms had fully healed.

After arriving in the human world, he gradually realized that although humans were not as cold and aloof as demons, they were also cunning and treacherous. He was tricked out of all his belongings and had to go to a matchmaker's shop to pay off his debt.

He has acted as a matchmaker for many people.

His cultivation level has increased considerably, but it's still not enough.

Dongfang Min was his fourth client.

The woman was clear about her likes and dislikes; she wouldn't even glance at someone she didn't like.

Just as he was racking his brains, feeling that he was about to fail at this task, the woman spoke up, looked up at him, and asked, "Is marriage all that matters?"

He was taken aback. At that time, he did not understand the implied meaning of those words.

All Xuan Weixi remembered was that later, the woman pointed at him with red eyes and hysterically cursed him, and he woke up from the nightmare.

"Grind the ink." There was no response. After a moment, he realized that she had run away.

Zhou Yulin pushed the stone aside and finally left Jinyang City.

She flew away on her sword, but a cloud of demonic energy quickly caught up with her. "Wind Control Talisman," she said, sticking the talisman to her sword while dodging the demonic energy's attacks.

The demonic energy attack grazed past Zhou Yulin's hair. She watched as the demonic energy grew stronger after absorbing the attack, quickly realized something, stopped lingering, and flew away swiftly on her sword.

The demonic energy behind her was relentless, blocking Zhou Yulin's path from both sides. As she crushed her life stone, a jade arrow pierced through the demonic energy. She quickly reacted, "Unfallen Jade."

"Feint to the east while attacking in the west." Zhou Yulin shouted as he brandished his sword, but in reality, he didn't use any spiritual power. He simply used his spiritual sword to deflect the demonic energy, giving time for the second jade arrow.

With the demonic energy pierced, Zhou Yulin sheathed her sword and looked at the figure emerging from the dense forest. The tension in her heart suddenly eased.

The newcomer was dressed in a dark blue, close-fitting outfit, with his ponytail tied high and swaying with his steps. Black three-finger gloves outlined his slender fingers. He came over holding a bow, and when he saw Zhou Yulin sitting on the ground, Chen Muyao's handsome eyes narrowed, with a hint of amusement, but more so a cold mockery, "Oh, Junior Sister Zhou, what brings you here secretly?"

Zhou Yulin disregarded everything else and immediately grabbed Chen Muyao's clothes, saying, "Listen to me."

Chen Muyao looked at the person strangely, and subconsciously wanted to push her away, "What are you doing, pulling and tugging at me like that?"

Zhou Yulin, who had been pushed to the ground, glanced at the person and finally realized, "You recognize me?"

"Heh, what are you saying? Who doesn't know you?" Chen Muyao continued to mock, her smile extremely cold. "Zhou Yulin of the Xuanling Sect, what are such a big shot doing in a remote place like Jinyang City? Sightseeing?"

Zhou Yulin's eyes lit up. Ignoring everything else, she dusted herself off and grabbed the man's hand. Chen Muyao was trying to pull away when she heard the man say joyfully, "That's great, that's great, you haven't forgotten me."

Chen Muyao looked at the man with a puzzled expression, and then at the hand that was gripping hers with an incredulous look. "You've finally gone mad from all that cultivation?" Zhou Yulin couldn't utter a single kind word in three sentences, which made her even more certain of the man's identity.

"Although your words were harsh, I will forgive you because you remembered me."

"I need your forgiveness?" Chen Mu glanced at her, his tone neither cold nor indifferent.

Zhou Yulin ignored the man's tone and gave a brief account of the situation in Jinyang City.

Did you understand?

Chen Mu frowned, and after a long while, he concluded, "You told me to go back and get reinforcements, but what about you?"

"Me? I'll be guarding Jinyang City."

Chen Muyao was quite disapproving, "No way."

He seemed afraid the man would misunderstand, so he quickly added, "You can't even beat me, let alone the Demon King in Jinyang City."

Normally, Zhou Yulin would have been angry to hear this, but today, she noticed the worry in the young man's eyes.

She chuckled twice and said lightly, "Chen Muyao, I only realized today that you're actually a pretty nice person."

Chen Muyao, with a stern face, glanced at Zhou Yulin and said sarcastically, "Heh, then your eyesight was indeed terrible before."

"Fine, I'll assume you like me." Zhou Yulin shut him down with a single sentence. Hearing this, Chen Muyao almost choked on her own breath and nearly died of anger.

"Since you don't want to leave, we need to find a way to send the message back."

Chen Muyao pondered for a few seconds and came up with a solution, "I encountered disciples from your sect on my way here."

Zhou Yulin followed Chen Muyao, who was riding a sword, to the nearest city. There was a figure at the city gate. The person with silver hair and blue eyes was very conspicuous in the crowd.

Seeing Jiang Zanghua here was not exactly a surprise to Zhou Yulin, but it was certainly unexpected.

Seeing this guy with one foot on the table, holding a book and desperately shouting, "If it's not sweet, you don't have to pay! If it's not sweet, you don't have to pay!"

"Absolutely genuine, my family has never tasted anything better."

"Don't miss out, everyone! Even if we miss this village, it's okay, because I'll be there in the next one."

Those who know him would think he's a food chef, but those who don't would think he's a book buyer.

Seeing Jiang Zanghua's lewd smile at the end, Zhou Yulin's lips twitched, and she quickly understood what Chen Muyao's so-called idea was.

Her face darkened as she looked at Chen Muyao, asking one last time, "Do we really want to end up with both of us losing?"

Chen Mu raised an eyebrow and slowly asked, "Is this the time to care about that, Junior Sister Zhou?"

"I've heard the story of sacrificing one's family for the greater good so many times, you're tired of it, but I'm tired of it too." After hearing this person's words, Zhou Yulin stepped forward to socialize without the slightest hesitation.

After chatting for a few minutes, Jiang Zanghua chuckled and saw them off, his tone becoming much more affectionate, "I didn't expect you guys to be such loyal CP fans! That's great, that's wonderful."

He said with righteous indignation and an extremely sacred tone, "I will immediately add this story to the ending of this book and print an additional 10,000 copies for sale."

After saying that, Jiang Zanghua glanced at the sky and hurriedly said, "I have to go to the next village to sell. Don't worry, this counts as a local product, so it will definitely be distributed all over the streets. I didn't expect the Xuanling Sect to have so many loyal fans. I have to go and take a good look."

Chen Muyao glanced at Zhou Yulin, who guiltily looked away and chuckled dryly, "You know, this person is quite enthusiastic."

"It's strange that you didn't overturn his stall," he remarked casually.

Zhou Yulin turned her head and met the man's gaze. Both of them looked away, caught off guard.

"That's for sure. I'm upright and honest."

Chen Muyao only gave a mocking laugh and said nothing more.

It was getting late, so the two decided to stay overnight.

Night quietly descends, and tonight's show seems to have only just begun.

Zhou Yulin lay in bed unable to sleep, so she pried open the window of Chen Muyao's room. She had just landed on the floor when she turned around and suddenly remembered that today was already the sixteenth.

Amidst the lush lamplight, looking at her mortal enemy suffering from the torment of the Fate-Binding Gu, Zhou Yulin glanced at the young man's handsome face soaked with sweat and coldly said, "Beg me, and I'll reluctantly help you."

"That poison is not only effective on one side."

Upon hearing this, the woman, who was confident of victory, suddenly froze.

Chen Muyao's dark, deep eyes swept over the frozen expression on the person in front of him. He lowered his eyes to conceal the desire in them, and chuckled softly, a smile that seemed both mocking and expectant. "Shh, you'll like this feeling of unrequited love."

Zhou Yulin: ...Get lost, you madman!

She could indeed sense that the spiritual energy within her body was surging abnormally, but unlike Chen Muyao, her fair skin was flushed red.

"Are you sick?" Zhou Yulin's hand had just touched Chen Muyao when the young man slapped it away forcefully. "Don't touch me!"

His reaction was so intense that it made Zhou Yulin seem rather clueless. She squatted down next to Chen Muyao and asked with genuine concern, "Are you sure you don't need help? You look like you're in a lot of pain." Her sarcastic words were met with indifference from Chen Muyao, who didn't even glance at her.

Zhou Yulin moved closer, and the next second she was pinned against the headboard by this person. She heard his cold but currently powerless threat in her ear, "I'll say this one last time, get out." The suppressed voice didn't sound like it was meant to drive Zhou Yulin away.

It sounds more like she's being coquettish.

Zhou Yulin was startled when she realized this.

She stared blankly as this person distanced himself from her, just like every time she had ever disgusted and distanced herself from him in the past. Today, she didn't know where she got the courage, but she stepped forward and took his hand. "Chen Muyao, the Fate-Sharing Gu is not incurable. I can be your medicine."

As soon as she lifted her outermost garment, the expressionless young man pressed her hand down. "I don't need your pity," he said slowly, each word distinct, his burning fingers pressing against Zhou Yulin's hand. Through the glove, his hand was scorching hot.

"Chen Muyao, if it weren't for you, I would have left without looking back."

Zhou Yulin looked at the man and said slowly, word by word, "Don't you understand?"

The dark jade pendant at the young man's waist shimmered with tiny points of light.

He slowly raised his head, as if he had thought of something, but couldn't believe it.

With a gentle pull, Zhou Yulin unbuckled the young man's belt. The place her fingers traced burned away Chen Muyao's reason with the force of a wildfire. He did not stop her, but simply watched her quietly, wanting to know just how far this person would go.

"Hiss." Zhou Yulin was also using a real knife for the first time. Hearing Chen Muyao gasp, she asked nervously, "Does it hurt?"

Chen Muyao's expression was complicated for a moment, and after a long while, she turned her head and said in a hoarse voice, "It's alright."

Zhou Yulin noticed the young man's tension, as if he were kneading dough, and looked up. The man was panting, his eyes slightly red as he looked at her.

Seeing the man being tormented to the point of silent weeping, Zhou Yulin's eyes darkened, and she chuckled, "I never expected that the former number one swordsman would have such a captivating appearance."

It's so good—I just want to hide it away.

Chen Muyao seemed embarrassed, snorted coldly, and turned away, preventing Zhou Yulin from seeing his face. Xiangyu, however, snuggled into his arms, and Chen Muyao felt his anger, which had just subsided, surge up again. "Don't look," he threatened softly.

"Chen Anheng, you're too fast." With a double entendre, Chen Muyao's ears instantly turned red, and she scolded in a low voice, "Zhou Zhao! What kind of filthy nonsense are you spouting?"

She chuckled softly, remaining silent, her actions speaking louder than words.

Chen Muyao's Adam's apple bobbed, and his gaze inadvertently swept over the woman's crimson lips. As if he had thought of something, he quickly looked away.

Just now... he wished he could cover his face with his hands.

That's ridiculous.

"Chen Muyao, say something. You know how you were panting just now..." His words were cut off in his throat as his kiss became aggressively on her. The two switched positions, and his hands, gloved with black gloves, gripped the woman's slender waist tightly.

Their breaths mingled; the two men, who used to fight each other, were now fighting in such a disheveled and panting state for the first time in this kind of place.

With her clothes disheveled, Zhou Yulin stared wide-eyed at Chen Muyao's figure, never expecting that this person, who usually seemed so quiet, would be so out of place.

"Have you seen enough?" The young man's clear voice fell, and Zhou Yulin looked up, as if to remember the person in front of her. In the midst of the chaotic kiss, a memory flashed through her mind, and the words that should have been blurry gradually became clear.

The young man in purple put his hands behind his back and said leisurely, "But the Soul-Sharing Gu was originally used by that old man to test his beloved. It will only work if both parties like each other. He wants to hear that person say 'I like you,' and he's so obsessed that he's hopelessly so. He really is a love-struck fool."

When Lingxing got to this point, she frowned and said with extreme disdain, "He even said that the deeper the love, the more deeply the person was affected by the 'Shared Fate Gu' on the night of the sixteenth. I think he's gone mad. If they were truly lovers, why would they face so many setbacks? They're just asking for trouble."

Zhou Yulin finally remembered everything about the Fate-Sharing Gu.

The afterglow faded, but the passionate encounter was only the beginning. She looked at the young man's refined profile, her once clear eyes now clouded with desire. She hooked his chin and said repeatedly, "You like me, Chen Muyao."

Chen Muyao remained silent, only gently brushing aside the strands of hair that were pressed against the woman's face.

Perhaps only in such seemingly fake situations.

Only then can he open his heart and not be denied by this person.

A gentle kiss landed on her ear.

He mumbled a single, indistinct word, "Mmm."

"I like it very much."

Zhou Yulin's spiritual power surged forth like a tidal wave, and she pushed the man down, saying, "I have all night to listen to what you have to say."

The woman curled her lips into a smile and said teasingly, "Don't disappoint me, Chen Anheng."

Tonight, the darkness continued to spread, only finally subsiding completely during the day.

Daylight unveils the night, stretching out its arms to embrace the mountains.

Jiang Zanghua, who had been working tirelessly day and night, wiped the sweat from his brow. When he saw the Xuanling Sect's barrier, his eyes lit up. "We've finally arrived."

He took out the script and related materials he had prepared long ago and walked over solemnly.

This is going to be a tough battle!