Chapter 37: The Immortal Painter's Desire to Follow the Stars, I am not a saint, but I also have feelings...
“This, this is…”
Yuan Chi opened his eyes wide and took a step back in disbelief.
Zhong Ming in the house heard the sound, looked out the window, and when he saw Lan Jue, a victorious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
“Swish——”
Lan Jue's face was as gloomy as water, and azure spiritual energy enveloped his entire body. The water vapor in the air suddenly increased, and a hazy mist filled the air.
Now Gu Congxing also sensed the changes in the outside world. He opened his eyes and saw Lan Jue breaking in through the door.
His usual leisurely pace now carried a fierce momentum, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Gu Congxing and Zhong Ming.
"What were you guys doing just now?"
A dark color surged in the amber eyes and fell on Gu Congxing's face - to be precise, on his lips.
"...Big Brother?" Gu Congxing, having just emerged from a state of introspection and breathing exercises, looked slightly bewildered. "My junior brother and I are practicing."
"As Senior Brother can see, I'm helping you recover your spiritual strength." Zhong Ming adjusted Gu Congxing's collar, his expression somewhat relaxed. "You're fine now."
At this time, Yuan Chi outside the house also stepped in after some hesitation. His nose twitched and he breathed a sigh of relief silently.
"It seems that I am no longer needed, so I will..."
But before he could finish his words, Lan Jue interrupted him: "No, I'd like to trouble Fellow Daoist Yuan to check Cong Xing again."
At the same time, Lan Jue's gaze swept over Zhong Ming from bottom to top, with a cold tone in his voice.
"Junior brother, you will be fighting in the next round. Why don't you make some preparations?"
Zhong Ming looked him in the eye without fear, and after a moment, he raised his lips and said, "Yes, Senior Brother."
As he passed Lan Jue, Zhong Ming's voice drifted softly into his ears: "Brother has been cured by me, Big Brother, it's a pity you came a step too late."
Lan said nothing, and his face became even colder.
Yuan Chi's eyes swept over these people, and an uncomfortable look appeared on his heroic face with a scar at the end of his eyebrow. He walked in front of Gu Congxing with a rather complicated expression.
"...You are Gu Mingting's younger brother Gu Congxing?"
Gu Congxing looked at the wheat-colored young man in front of him and said calmly, "Yes. I know you, Fellow Daoist Yuan Chi."
Yuan Chi nodded, paused his hand that was stretched out towards Gu Congxing's wrist, hesitated for a moment, and then hovered above Gu Congxing's head.
But as if remembering something, Yuan Chi cleared his throat and said to Gu Congxing, "Why don't you stand up and I'll check if you have any remaining symptoms."
Gu Congxing:? ?
He naturally knew that Yuan Chi was invited by Lan Jue to heal his injuries, but he didn't know why this person was so coy.
Gu Congxing looked at Lan Jue with a questioning look, but saw Lan Jue standing not far away, with his lips slightly pursed, not saying a word.
Yuan Chi put his hand on Gu Congxing's shoulder, used his spiritual power to examine Gu Congxing, and withdrew his hand after a moment.
"No problem. All the wounds on my body have been healed. Although my spiritual sea was severely damaged, it has indeed recovered a lot. I just need to recuperate for a while."
Yuan Chi curled the corners of his lips, looking rather helpless: "It's really an easy job." But the gaze of that guy not far away almost saw through him.
"Thank you for your help, Fellow Daoist Yuan. I will send the sword manual to the peak later."
Yuan Chi felt relieved after receiving the order to leave, and left the courtyard at a very fast pace.
Gu Congxing also sensed the unusual atmosphere and asked Lan Jue, "Brother, did you promise to give him the sword manual? I also have a sword manual here, can I..."
“No need.”
Lan Jue interrupted him and came in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"...Big Brother?"
In response to Gu Congxing, Lan Jue raised his arm. With a little force, he pushed Gu Congxing onto the bed.
Gu Congxing propped himself up and sat up, and just as he was about to ask a question, his jaw was pinched.
"Hey, Big Brother? What happened to you?"
Gu Congxing frowned and looked at Lan Jue with his dark glazed eyes.
Lan Jue lowered his eyes and said nothing, his gaze scanning over Gu Congxing's lips and jaw again and again. His thumb moved lightly and pressed on his lower lip. The soft lips were kneaded into different shapes, and the color became more and more rosy.
"Cong Xing, do you really not know what Zhong Ming is doing to you?"
"What? He was just trying to clear my spirit and restore my spiritual power. Why are you reacting so strangely—huh?!"
Just as Gu Congxing opened his mouth to refute, Lan Jue took advantage of the gap and directly inserted his index finger into his mouth!
The slender fingers with distinct joints pressed Gu Congxing's tongue and moved forward slowly, with an extremely tough meaning.
"Um, cough..."
Not until the finger reached the root of the tongue and circled back and forth on it did Lan Jue retract his hand and pull out a trace of silver saliva.
He stared at the finger for a moment, and his gloomy brows gradually cleared up, and his amber eyes regained their brightness.
"Ahem...Lan Jue! What on earth are you doing?!"
Gu Congxing coughed violently a few more times, stood up, grabbed Lan Jue's collar with both hands, pulled him in front of him, and forced him to look at him.
"What's wrong with you?"
Gu Congxing's angry face was reflected in his bright eyes. Lan Jue blinked but looked away.
"I'm sorry, Congxing. I'm just worried that someone is taking advantage of you without you knowing it..."
"What are you talking about?!"
Gu Congxing raised his head and moved closer to Lan Jue's face: "Zhong Ming is our junior fellow apprentice, why are you speculating about him like this?"
Lan Jue's expression froze when he heard this. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared straight at Gu Congxing.
"Cong Xing, are you really completely unaware of what Junior Brother feels?"
He bit his lower lip as he said this, and before Gu Congxing could respond, he quickly added, "Have you never noticed other people's gazes on you? You really can't feel the—"
"That's enough!" Gu Congxing interrupted Lan Jue with a frown, baring his teeth. "Let's not talk about other people for now. Lan Jue, what's going on with you?"
"You're not usually like this at all. Why did you suddenly act so forcefully?"
Lan Jue's voice disappeared immediately, and there was a blank expression on his face.
Gu Congxing stared closely at the changes in his expression, with a light surging in his eyes.
He remembered that when they were on the spirit boat returning to the sect from Qingsang Manor, Lan Jue did the same thing. He grabbed his hand without saying anything and even left a red mark.
He was always a gentleman, gentle and courteous to everyone, and he had comforted his heart more than once. But why did he suddenly become like this?
Gu Congxing looked at Lan Jue in front of him who was silent, and felt a little scared.
I am afraid of Lan Jue who has such a tough and unyielding aura.
I was afraid that it was me who made Lan Jue different from before.
Strong winds blew in from the window lattice, blowing their sleeves and their hair.
Lan Jue and Gu Congxing looked at each other for a moment, and then Lan Jue looked away first as if he had been defeated.
"……I have no idea."
There was an unprecedented bitterness in these whispers. Gu Congxing loosened his grip and let go of Lan Jue's clothes.
"Cong Xing, I thought that maintaining the status quo was the best situation. Even if Junior Brother is closer to you on weekdays, I...as long as you are happy."
"But, from the star, this balance is fragile."
It was like a hole was opened, and the chatterbox that was usually full began to pour out a lot of words.
"Cong Xing, you're used to my reserved and self-respecting appearance. Everyone thinks so, and even I think I'm that kind of person."
"However, this is not the case..."
The Wangqing Sword in Lan Jue's scabbard made a buzzing sound, and a deep blue light slowly lingered upwards. The usually untouched young man now had disheveled clothes and dim eyes, looking like a fairy in a painting who had fallen into the water, looking rather embarrassed and fragile.
Gu Congxing looked at him like this, and his heart suddenly ached.
He wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.
At this moment, Lan Jue glanced at him, frowned, withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked out.
He walked to the door and whispered something, his voice not loud but very clear.
"Cong Xing, I am not a saint. I also have emotions and desires."
Gu Congxing paused as he was about to move forward, but the sky-blue figure had already left resolutely, leaving behind only the sound of the door closing gently.
“Click—”
On the Jiuxiao Martial Arts Arena, the sword light and silk met, making a sound like weapons clashing.
"Hiss, this Qingxuan Sword Sect's Zhong Ming clearly has a wood spiritual root, but he is a sword cultivator, and yet he uses such a ferocious method."
Yao Qi held his spear and watched the battle with great interest.
"But it's still a bit unlucky to face Xie Qingnian from the Tianqi Sect. What a pity~"
"If you could take away that gloating expression on your face, your words would be more convincing."
As Xiao Wangyou said this, his eyes turned towards the center of the fighting arena.
Even in the outer viewing platform near the fighting arena, it is not difficult to hear the cheers and applause coming from the high seats.
"As expected of Xie Qingnian, the Fairy of Yunlian!"
"It's really a fairy from heaven!"
In the center of the fighting arena, Zhong Ming stood in black, holding a sword, his eyes sharp. The woman opposite him was dressed in flowing white, with long silk as white as snow, and her face covered with shark veil, revealing only a pair of calm lake blue eyes.
The Apocalypse Sect is a first-rate sect hidden behind the "one clan, two factions, and four families". Although it has the "Nine Commandments" similar to the court in the human world, it has always acted low-key. This time, it only sent five disciples to participate in the Immortal Sect Competition.
One of them was his first disciple, Xie Qingnian, also known as Fairy Yunlian.
"Pure and refined temperament, a heavenly appearance—those guys at Qianyan Hall weren't too biased in their assessment." Yao Qi stroked his chin and said, "Come to think of it, they even came up with a list of the 'Four Hexu Immortals'."
"Yes, Xie Qingnian from the Tianqi Sect, Jiang Li from the Jiang Clan, Yuan Che from the Yuan Clan, and Ling Yao from the Qingxuan Sword Sect." Xiao Wangyou replied, "Those guys from the Qianyan Hall are always going to come up with these false names, but they're just gimmicks."
The two were chatting casually when they saw a silver figure approaching from a distance. Yao Qi took a closer look and raised his arm high: "Hey! Cong Xing!"
When Gu Congxing saw Yao Qi waving his arms, he also stopped at the viewing platform.
He and Yao Qi nodded, not even noticing Xiao Wangyou who was blocked behind him. His glazed black eyes stared straight at Zhong Ming above the fighting arena. After a while, he turned his head seemingly casually and looked at the high seat of Qingxuan Sword Sect.
"What's wrong, Congxing? Are you distracted?" Yaoqi asked as he got closer.
Gu Congxing took a step back as if startled and replied, "It's okay. Have you seen Lan Jue?"
"Oh, isn't he over there?"
Yao Qi raised his arm and pointed: "Look, it's right next to Fairy Jiang Li."
Gu Congxing looked over and saw that Lan Jue did not go to the high seat of Qingxuan Sword Sect, but went to another observation platform.
At this moment, he was talking with Jiang Li, who was dressed in pink and had a face as bright as spring. Both of them had outstanding looks and were quite eye-catching even among a group of handsome monks.
"...like this." Gu Congxing looked for a few seconds and then looked away, not looking anymore.
At this moment, the sound of clanging swords came from the center of the fighting arena. Zhong Ming used a sword move, but was forced back several steps by Xie Qingnian's long silk satin, leaving a bloody mark on his arm.
The red blood beads meandered down and dripped onto the long white bricks, becoming more and more eye-catching.
"Junior Brother!"
Gu Congxing couldn't help but exclaim and focused all his attention on the fighting arena.
Zhong Ming is now in the middle stage of foundation building, while Xie Qingnian is already in the golden elixir stage. There is already a suppression in their realms, not to mention that the other party's silk is really weird. It looks soft and harmless, but in fact it is as sharp as a blade.
If I had the dragon blood vine on me, I could definitely fight against this silk. Unfortunately, according to what my junior brother said, the blood vine that was used to make the same-root ring cannot be used in this battle.
Gu Congxing bit her lips unconsciously, not realizing that her eyes looking at Zhong Ming were full of worry and a bit of self-blame.
He knew clearly that his junior brother also had a personal duel, but he still accepted his treatment. He must have thought that his junior brother's spiritual power was already deficient and not in his prime.
I'm afraid this battle will be difficult to win.
At this moment, a violent spiritual power fluctuation erupted again in the center of the fighting arena. Just as Gu Congxing had thought, Zhong Ming, whose long robe was stained with blood, was completely knocked away by Bai Ling and fell in a cloud of dust.
"In this battle, Xie Qingnian of Tianqi Sect wins!" the elder of Ganyang Sect declared loudly.
Cheers erupted from the surrounding high seats, but Gu Congxing leaped up and rushed into the fighting arena anxiously like a white bird.
The fight was over, and the barrier around the arena had disappeared. Gu Congxing rushed straight towards the black shadow who was trying hard to sit up.
"Junior Brother!"
Hearing this urgent call, Zhong Ming, who had originally looked nonchalant, paused, and then a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Senior Brother——"
When he looked back, Zhong Ming's eyes were filled with tears, his face covered in blood and dirt, and he opened his arms to Gu Congxing.
Gu Congxing's heart softened and she immediately hugged him in her arms.
"Junior brother, you've done very well." Gu Congxing gently stroked his back and said slowly, "Is your injury serious? I'll take you to the hospital right away..."
"It's okay, brother, I don't feel any pain at all."
Zhong Ming's arms tightened little by little, as if he wanted to merge Gu Congxing with himself.
Although he was speaking with a trembling voice and sobbing, an irrepressible smile appeared on his face, and his dark golden eyes shone brightly.
“Senior Brother…”
At this moment, Zhong Ming felt a strong gaze. He frowned and looked over, only to see Lan Jue standing not far away, right beside the two of them.
Zhong Ming turned his head and smiled at his senior brother again.
His lips moved silently, and one hand gently stroked the back of Gu Congxing's neck.
"——Brother, mine."
Lan Jue placed his right hand on the Wangqing Sword, and his veins bulged.
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