He Xingjue's meditation lasted for three days and three nights, which terrified Chen Kaiyang and the other two. Every day they asked Li Ze if they should invite Liu Yanzhi over.
Li Ze's answer was naturally no, with a calm and unhurried demeanor.
"Is someone who hasn't changed their sitting posture, hasn't opened their eyes, and hasn't eaten anything for days still human?" Xu Zhou asked doubtfully.
“It’s a robot.” Wang Duan wanted to lean in and check He Xingjue’s breathing several times, but he held back because of Li Ze’s instructions.
Chen Kaiyang rolled his eyes. "We've spent a few days together, can't you tell if someone's a person or a robot?"
Xu Zhou and Wang Duan both looked at Chen Kaiyang and said in unison, "Then explain what's going on here."
Chen Kaiyang choked, hesitated for three seconds, "...Perhaps he is practicing martial arts, ancient Chinese martial arts."
Xu Zhou and Wang Duan seemed to be deep in thought. "Could it be true?"
On this day, Li Ze was busy from morning till night as usual.
At first, only warriors with very serious mental problems came to him. Later, perhaps because the warriors whose mental problems he had helped praised the good results, even those warriors with less serious problems came to him.
Li Ze welcomed all the guests without exception.
The consequence of this was that he was so tired every day that he would fall asleep as soon as his head hit the bed, and he would sleep very soundly, without any dreams until dawn.
That night, Li Ze slept very soundly, so much so that he did not notice someone pushing open the door and entering the room, going straight to his bedside.
The tall man pounced on Li Ze like a tiger, without any hesitation or tenderness, pinning Li Ze's hands and feet down. With his excellent eyesight, he captured Li Ze's petal-like lips without any hindrance.
Suck, gnaw, suck...
As Li Ze let out a soft moan, seizing the opportunity, Ling She plunged in, sucking the sweetness from his mouth, sweeping over every inch and every corner of it—
Li Ze was like a fish deprived of its water, weak and powerless, his body limp as a pool of water.
He opened his eyes groggily, his gaze blank and bewildered, but it was quickly replaced by tears.
He Xingjue's eyes, like those of a wild beast, secretly observed the expression of the person beneath him, not missing a single subtle change in the other's face. Only when he saw the other's emotions stirred did his heart finally settle back into his chest.
What followed was an even more intense invasion and plunder.
When he felt a chill on his chest, Li Ze suddenly woke up. He threw off the person on top of him, sat up, and gasped for breath. His watery eyes glared angrily at He Xingjue, but they had no intimidating power. Instead, they aroused He Xingjue's desire to tease him even more.
So He Xingjue pounced on him again.
With a thud, He Xingjue was kicked off the bed by Li Ze.
However, someone refused to give up and continued to pounce.
If someone persists, they will eventually succeed.
This time, he restrained Li Ze's hands and feet, their bodies pressed tightly together.
He Xingjue looked down at Li Ze, his eyes bloodshot and menacing. "I deeply regretted it in my last moments."
His breath brushed against Li Ze's face, and Li Ze turned his face away uncomfortably, not daring to look him in the eye, and asked, "Regret what?"
"I regret not killing you!" He Xingjue said through gritted teeth.
The next second, he leaned down again, as if to punish or to verify something, and bit Li Ze's lips fiercely until he tasted blood. Only then did he lick it and ease up his grip.
Just when Li Ze thought he had calmed down, he heard a tearing sound—
His clothes were torn.
That wasn't all; the hot, throbbing hand even tried to pull down his pants!
How can this be tolerated!
Li Ze subconsciously activated the binding force of the contract.
"Um--"
He Xingjue groaned, his head feeling as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, and a look of pain flashed across his face.
Taking this opportunity, Li Ze pushed the person off him again.
"You are not allowed to violate me," Li Ze said earnestly, enunciating each word clearly.
The pain in He Xingjue's head subsided, replaced by an invisible constraint. He still harbored lustful thoughts towards Li Ze, but his body felt as if it were bound by something, unable to do anything improper to Li Ze, or even get close to him.
Not only that, but there was also a voice in his head constantly urging him to behave.
"What did you do to me?" He Xingjue thought about his resurrection and his three days of cultivation. He immediately guessed that his current state must be the work of Li Ze.
Li Ze looked at him coldly, her crimson lips parted slightly, and she uttered cold and ruthless words, "Master-servant contract, I am the master, you are the servant, you must listen to me from now on and cannot disobey my orders."
He Xingjue felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of ice water; all his desires vanished instantly. He looked at Li Ze in disbelief, "Why?"
"Why so many questions?" Li Ze said calmly. "It works well, doesn't it? Look, it works perfectly in this situation."
"Is it easy to use?" He Xingjue murmured, looking completely lost.
Li Ze stopped answering him, pulled the blanket over himself, turned to the side with his back to He Xingjue, and closed his eyes.
He couldn't help but think angrily to himself: He's a demon! The demon race only has master-servant contracts! They don't do things like those cultivators who have soul contracts or equal treaties. The demon race never does that.
Li Ze wouldn't admit it in his heart; he only knew how to depict the master-servant contract formation.
After being tormented by He Xingjue, Li Ze thought he wouldn't be able to sleep, but to his surprise, he couldn't resist his fatigue and fell asleep again in less than five minutes.
On the other side of the large bed, He Xingjue remained in a daze for a long time.
When the light in his eyes focused again, and he saw that someone was breathing evenly and steadily, his feelings became complicated.
So now that there's that master-servant contract, he's finally at ease sleeping next to me? He can even tolerate me sharing a bed with him?
He Xingjue didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
But no matter what, he is alive, he can still see Li Ze, and he can protect Li Ze, which is his good fortune.
The next morning, Li Ze woke up in a warm embrace. Perhaps it was because the autumn morning was a bit chilly, he subconsciously moved closer to the source of heat.
As he moved, He Xingjue instinctively hugged him even tighter.
"Good morning—" He Xingjue said in a hoarse voice.
Li Ze didn't speak, but blinked, his face flushing. He casually got out of He Xingjue's arms, stiffly got out of bed, put on his shoes, and went to the bathroom. Reaching the bathroom door, he said defiantly, "Rusty first thing in the morning? Are you a beast?! Put your things away!"
He Xingjue stretched and said, "This is a normal physiological reaction for men in the morning. If you don't have it, it means there's something wrong with you."
Li Ze stiffened and retorted loudly, "You're the one with the problem."
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