Chapter 18: Saving the Demonic Villain 5
"Okay, starting tomorrow I'll teach you how to draw Qi into your body, okay?" Before Feng Chuqiu could finish her words, the "Feng Chuqiu" who had been hiding deep within Feng Chuqiu's sea of consciousness mocked her, "Will teaching him make it easier for him to escape from you? Hahahaha, you're destined to be alone and helpless in this life, yet you still dream of putting your heart on that idiotic little snake demon? How ridiculous."
The familiar voice in his mind sounded again, Feng Chuqiu's Adam's apple rolled, his hands clenched tightly under his sleeves, his nails dug deep into his palms, "I... I..." Feng Chuqiu wanted to open his mouth to refute the other self in his sea of consciousness, but found that he could not find any reason to refute. Yes, for a guy like himself, if Xiaoxing learned the skills, wouldn't he be the first to leave his side?
He looked up at Xing Jian who was sitting on the small rosewood couch in front of him. The little snake who had just transformed into a human form didn't even put on his clothes properly. Half-lying Xing Jian seemed unaware of the meaning of half-exposing his white shoulders. He shook the silver bell tied to his ankle like a child, and the ringing of the silver bell disturbed Feng Chuqiu's mood.
Feng Chuqiu suddenly felt a surge of anger for no reason. He suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Xing Jian's wrist, and pressed him down on the small couch. The rosewood couch creaked under the weight.
"Xiao Xing." Feng Chuqiu smiled, but there was a dark wave in his eyes. His voice was still very gentle as he said, "I still don't know much about the cultivation of spirit beasts. I'll go to the library to learn some later, okay?"
Hearing Feng Chuqiu's words, Xing Jian shook his head subconsciously. He had originally proposed practicing just to tease Feng Chuqiu in front of him, but he didn't expect it to be so troublesome. Forget it. He came here for vacation, not to practice.
Thinking of this, Xing Jian interrupted Feng Chuqiu and said, "I don't want to study anymore. I still like to play."
Hearing Xing Jian's answer, Feng Chuqiu breathed a sigh of relief, but was immediately overwhelmed by regret. The spirit beast had lost the possibility of continuing to study because of its master's momentary selfish desire. If, if, Xing Jian knew about this in the future, how would he make up for this lie?
The other "villain" who knew Feng Chuqiu's thoughts at all times did not speak. In his sea of consciousness, he could look unscrupulously at the little snake in front of him, which was completely different from the one he encountered that year. He had only one thought in his mind, and that was to catch it, never let it go, and never let it have the slightest chance of escape.
Under that person's influence, Feng Chuqiu's regret faded away for the most part, and a gloomy look that did not belong to that person flickered in his gloomy eyes.
From then on, Feng Chuqiu seemed to have made up his mind and practiced more diligently. He often sat alone with Xing Jian until late at night to comprehend the Tao. His excellent spiritual roots made Feng Chuqiu's practice level much higher than those who entered the sect at the same time.
Although he could transform into a human form, Xing Jian still preferred to stay by Feng Chuqiu's side in snake form, sometimes hanging it on his wrist and sometimes on the hilt. Watching that man's cultivation level improve day by day, Xing Jian's worries grew stronger day by day.
In the original plot, Feng Chuqiu discovered the problem with his spiritual roots after reaching the Golden Core stage. No matter how much Feng Chuqiu practiced, he could not make any further progress. This made him develop a demon in his heart, and he took the wrong path step by step and hated the male protagonist.
"Feng Chuqiu, don't work so hard in the future. Your cultivation must be very powerful now." Xing Jian looked at the scars all over Feng Chuqiu's body as he soaked in the cold spring, and touched the scars on his back with heartache, as if those scars were carved on his own back.
Xing Jian's small hands gently caressed the scars one by one. Feng Chuqiu's back muscles tensed, and his breathing became more rapid. He said in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Xing, only when my cultivation level is higher can I protect you."
Hearing Feng Chuqiu's words, Xing Jian shook his head and said, "I don't need your protection. I'm very powerful. If we meet someone we can't beat, we can just hide and not let others find us."
Feng Chuqiu didn't say anything, but since that day, the scars on his body were obviously much less. Xing Jian, who thought that Feng Chuqiu would listen to his words, received the bad news a few days later that Feng Chuqiu had entered the Golden Core stage.
"Xiao Xing, Xiao Xing, I have reached the Golden Core Stage, I have reached the Golden Core Stage!" Even Feng Chuqiu, who has always been introverted, was so excited that he hugged the Star Sword in his arms when his cultivation level was promoted to the Golden Core Stage.
The youngest Jindan-stage disciple of Yuhua Sect, such a title is a title that many cultivators dream of, and it was obtained by Feng Chuqiu.
Ever since Feng Chuqiu reached the Jindan stage, there has been an endless stream of people from the sect visiting Feng Chuqiu, all of whom are celebrating the birth of Yuhua Sect's youngest Jindan stage disciple.
Only Xingjian Snake was silently worried about Feng Chuqiu's future.
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Feng on achieving the Golden Core Stage.
Throughout the entire day, many people came and went in Feng Chuqiu's originally secluded courtyard, and every cultivator who came in tried to please the genius that was rarely seen in a century.
From being a genius prince to being imprisoned by the imperial teacher, and now being promoted to a high position, Feng Chuqiu no longer has the complacent mood he once had. He stares blankly at the Star Sword that has returned to its original form and is entangled in the tree.
Rather than being flattered by these messy people, Feng Chuqiu still prefers the life of a human and a snake in this small courtyard. Xingjian has always disliked revealing his human form in front of outsiders. Only when the two of them are in the courtyard will Xingjian turn into a human form and pester Feng Chuqiu to play.
Bored, Xing Jian looked at Feng Chuqiu who was chatting under the tree, and felt annoyed for no reason. 004, who was sent back to the system space, was summoned back by Xing Jian again.
As soon as he saw Xingjian, 004 wanted to rush over with tears in his eyes, but before he could get close, Xingjian picked him up with his hands.
Xing Jian deliberately concealed his breath in the dense leaves. Even if the people under the tree had reached the Jindan stage or above, it would still be difficult for them to notice that there was such a small snake above their heads looking at them.
"Lord Xingjian, are you really not being harassed?" 004 said tentatively while looking at the intact Xingjian, and then was met with a slap from Xingjian.
"Of course. Xiao Si, have you been single for too long? Don't you know that falling in love is also a form of rest?" Xing Jian perched on a tree branch, gently shaking his snake tail as he watched the two people greeting each other under the tree.
"Junior Brother Feng is so talented that he will probably reach the Nascent Soul stage within a hundred years." The cultivator in a green robe under the tree is Feng Chuqiu's senior brother. Since the day Feng Chuqiu entered the sect, this senior brother has taken special care of Feng Chuqiu.
But although this person was talking about cultivation, his eyes were looking around the yard from time to time, as if he was looking for something.
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