Shameless! She needs to be properly punished by her older sister!
Upon arriving at Changqing Hall, the Tianyan Sect disciples who had voluntarily gathered there dispersed.
Those wearing Northern Dharma robes were all covered in blood. The few disciples who remained in the sect led the guests from the Misty Sect and other sects to the inn.
Su Xianqing and Ning Wuyang, who had both stayed in the sect, were now each leading a group of outer sect disciples toward the guest house.
Yan Huanyue led Pei Xuanzhi and Xue Jingnian into the main hall, where they saw the Lingyao magic array on the roof of Changqing Hall illuminating the entire hall.
Seated on two rows of elders' chairs inside the hall were the elders from other sects who had secretly come to support the Tianyan Sect.
Yan Huanyue stepped forward, made a hand gesture, and bowed. Pei Xuanzhi followed beside her and also bowed.
Xu Fengqiu said, "Didn't we tell the disciples not to gather and to go and bathe and rest first? Nephew Baoying didn't need to come."
Xue Jingnian walked to a secluded spot with his hands behind his back. He had brought Yan Huanyue along earlier because he wanted to see if Pei Xuanzhi intended to do anything bad to Yan Huanyue after tricking him away.
He couldn't really tell anything, but she left so quickly. He told her to come to Changqing Palace with him, and she came out immediately. So there must be nothing between them.
Xue Jingnian stubbornly believed that Yan Huanyue only pitied Pei Xuanzhi, and that Pei Xuanzhi was always sickly and, to some extent, had no ability to be a man.
Xue Jingnian might have had doubts before, but after taking care of Pei Xuanzhi for a few days recently, he can now say that he is absolutely convinced.
Pei Xuanzhi sat listlessly on the recliner by the window all day long. As a young man, he was thin and frail. Not only did he eat very little, but he would also vomit if he drank a few more sips of medicine.
With his abilities, he would probably faint from a cold sweat if he exerted even a little effort. What skills does he have?
Moreover, if Yan Huanyue truly had feelings for Pei Xuanzhi, and they were a loving couple, why would she frequently go on missions alone, and why would she stay alone in the North for over a year?
Xue Jingnian became increasingly convinced that their relationship was completely innocent, and that Yan Huanyue's previous words to him were merely meant to spite him.
This rekindled his long-dormant heart. In truth, he didn't care whether anything had happened between them or not, but now that he was certain that nothing had happened, he couldn't help but feel joy.
He could no longer act solely on his own feelings; he had to understand her, for she owed the sect leader a debt of gratitude.
If she's willing, he can help take care of Pei Xuanzhi. After all, Pei Xuanzhi is the kind of person who eats and drinks little, and to be honest, he's easy to get along with. He basically never makes any demands, so there's really nothing to take care of.
Xue Jingnian thought that Junior Brother Pei would leave sooner or later, and he had to accompany her through this period of repaying kindness and upholding righteousness.
He was fully willing to send Junior Brother Pei back to the Xue family in Chang'an to be cared for, and then he and Yan Huanyue would go to the North to slay demons.
The two lovers stood together through thick and thin, caring for her deceased husband in the same boat. After Pei Shidi left, only the two of them remained. Wasn't this a truly moving and unforgettable story?
No, the North is too dangerous. We can't let her go. But how can we keep her here without letting her develop feelings for Pei Xuanzhi?
Hmm... what name should we give the baby?
Zhao? No, it sounds like he's mourning Senior Brother Yu.
Words related to fire and yang are all bad; words like "xuan" and "zhao" are all things that should be thrown into the mud.
The best is the one that flows like water, just like her, clear? The clear in Changqing Palace, not bad, named after the character and integrity of the successive leaders of the Mutianyan Sect.
A slight smile involuntarily appeared on Xue Jingnian's lips.
The character "行" (xíng) is good, as is the character "茂" (mào). The character "楷" (kǎi) is also good, and "楷之" (kǎi zhī) sounds nice, as does "茂之" (mào zhī)...
What the hell is this?!
His face darkened again. He looked up at Pei Xuanzhi, who stood in the hall wearing a cloak, and felt as if Pei Xuanzhi were a thorn in his side, a thorn in his flesh...
Just then, Pei Xuanzhi heard Xu Fengqiu's words and turned to look at Xue Jingnian indifferently. In his increasingly eerie and cold eyes were two deep pools without any ripples.
Xue Jingnian leaned against the wall with his sword in his arms, looking at him with arrogance and haughtiness.
You tricked me, so I'll trick you too, and we'll be even.
Yan Huanyue did not turn around. She knew that Xue Jingnian was taking revenge on Xuanzhi. She was too lazy to argue with him about such useless things. She simply said, "Xuanzhi is sick. I'll come with him."
Pei Hanzhou looked at Pei Xuanzhi under the prince. He only became somewhat lively after Bao Ying returned. He wouldn't even stay in Changqing Palace, and he didn't wait for his father to return so he could say goodbye properly. He just ran away.
Pei Hanzhou really couldn't do anything about him, so he waved to him and asked, "Jing Nian said you vomited blood again today?"
Pei Xuanzhi shook his head and did not step forward. "It's nothing, the same as before."
Yan Huanyue turned her head to look at him in surprise. She only knew that he was taking medicine, but he actually vomited blood?
If his serious illness was a lie, then why would he vomit blood for no reason?
Pei Hanzhou looked at the elders and said, "Originally, it was just to use my son's illness as a pretext to lure the enemy, but Xuanlang has indeed been suffering from a persistent illness recently, and his demonic nature and human blood are clashing from time to time. I wonder if any of you have any wonderful methods to cure my son's illness?"
Several elders got up to check Pei Xuanzhi's pulse.
An elder from the Misty Sect said, "Young Master Pei's foundation was originally weak. He had to suppress some of his demonic nature from a young age in order to grow up. But perhaps because his foundation was weak, his demonic nature was not obvious when he was young. Now that he has come to the Heavenly Evolution Sect and has been well cared for, his foundation has been greatly improved, and his demonic nature has taken advantage of this to flourish."
Pei Hanzhou nodded and said, "I think so too. However, it would be too late to eliminate the demonic nature now, as it would shorten one's lifespan. It would be best to reconcile the two properly."
The elder said, "Most children of the original human and demon races are born with the ability to harmonize demonic nature and human blood. It is rare for Young Master Pei to be born with such a deficiency. If you are willing to take the risk, why not try to take a wisp of demonic essence from his deceased mother's body and combine it with Sect Leader Pei's spiritual power to reshape and harmonize the energy?"
Upon hearing this, Pei Xuanzhi slowly lowered his eyes, concealing the chilling intent within them. He even found it somewhat amusing.
He said casually, "There's no need for that. Since she's already passed away, let her rest in peace. I'm alive now, and I'll live to see the future."
Pei Hanzhou made no comment, only saying, "Baoying, you and Xuanzhi go to the warm pavilion to rest."
Pei Xuanzhi said, "I have been bothering Father for a long time recently, so I will not bother him any longer."
He bowed and took his leave, pulling Yan Huanyue out of Changqing Palace, and walked back in a gloomy mood.
Seeing that he was more aggressive than when he came, Yan Huanyue suddenly broke free from his hand after walking for a while and pulled him back.
"Why didn't you tell me about the blood you've been coughing up? Let's go to Changqing Palace and discuss whether going into seclusion would be better."
At this moment, the demonic soul within Pei Xuanzhi surged, causing him to become somewhat delirious.
He gripped her arm tightly and pulled her back, saying in a deep voice, "Seclusion? By the time I've finished, Senior Brother Xue should be living at our house, right? Father didn't even let me go into seclusion. You've only just returned, why are you still talking about those two words?"
"Do you not want to see me at all? Have you grown indifferent to me after a year in the North? If it weren't for Father's false news, would you have come back? I heard I was seriously ill, and you even had him bring me the communication talisman. Was it so that your new lover could establish his authority in front of me, a dying man?"
Yan Huanyue frowned and said, "Pei Xuanzhi, stop talking nonsense. Xue Jingnian only came back to deliver something and helped me carry the communication talisman. You can blame me for neglecting you, but why blame him? Our affairs have nothing to do with him."
Pei Xuanzhi suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Yan Huanyue's original intention was to prevent a third person from getting involved in their entanglement, but in his view, these words were undoubtedly an attempt to protect her.
In the darkness, a faint crimson hue appeared in the boy's gloomy and aloof eyes.
Just then, Xue Jingnian caught up with them, his tall and slender figure striding swiftly into the deepest part of the night, saying from afar:
"The elders haven't even given their approval yet, why are you in such a hurry to leave? How rude! Senior Sister Yan, are you really going to let him do this?"
Seeing that Pei Xuanzhi was acting strangely, Yan Huanyue gently patted his thin back and said softly, "Xuanzhi, shall we go to Changqing Palace?"
The demonic energy and human blood within Pei Xuanzhi's body clashed continuously, and his violent greed and reason were pulling wildly apart. He knew that his consciousness was gradually becoming somewhat out of control, and he also realized that he was now much more extreme than before.
She had just returned to his side, and she was the one who released it; he hadn't originally intended to speak to her in this manner...
He gently released Yan Huanyue, turned and walked alone into the darkness. After taking only three steps, he felt the world spinning around him, and his head throbbed with pain...
"Xuanzhi!"
Look, it's happening again, it's happening again...
Xue Jingnian coldly watched as Yan Huanyue rushed over and hugged the thin boy.
He might have believed it if he had met him for the first time, but at dusk, the scheming Pei Xiaolang coughed up blood and then disappeared. It's hard to say that he wasn't playing tricks.
Xue Jingnian strolled over slowly in the night breeze, only to see Yan Huanyue, who was much shorter than Pei Xuanzhi, pick him up in her arms.
Xue Jingnian felt displeased that Yan Huanyue was hugging Pei Xuanzhi, but at the same time, he felt that Pei Xuanzhi was not ashamed to be hugged by a woman.
He reached out to take Pei Xuanzhi from Yan Huanyue's arms, but also had to lower his pride and ask with concern, "What happened? Why did you suddenly faint?"
Yan Huanyue avoided his outstretched hand and said, "He seems to have caught a cold. I'll take him back to Changqing Palace."
Pei Xuanzhi leaned against her, his mind hazy, and murmured, "I'm fine, I don't want to go, I want to go home..."
Xue Jingnian was somewhat excited, and the young master couldn't quite hide his secret joy. "Alright, alright, Junior Brother Pei, don't worry, I'll have someone take you back to the Lu family in Chang'an immediately..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yan Huanyue led Pei Xuanzhi away in the wind, heading towards their courtyard.
Xue Jingnian raised his voice and said, "Yan Huanyue, aren't you spoiling him way too much?"
Yan Huanyue had only spoken a few words loudly to Pei Xuanzhi when he immediately fainted. She was genuinely afraid that if she forcibly took him to Changqing Palace, he might vomit blood due to the excitement.
After being brought back to the courtyard, he indeed calmed down a lot. His furrowed brows relaxed, and his burning skin gradually warmed up.
Just as Yan Huanyue placed him on the bed and was removing her outer robe, he blinked his misty eyes, spread his limbs, and said incoherently, "Do you want me too? I'm also suffering a lot... Help me wipe away the suppression charm..."
Yan Huanyue couldn't help but sigh, what a remarkable scoundrel, still able to think about all sorts of nonsense in this state.
She bent down to help him undress, revealing a faint blue light hidden beneath his clothes.
Pei Xuanzhi had seen this before, but at that time, he was moved and only thought that the blue ribbon tied with a gold wire ring looked beautiful on her snow-white and soft neck.
Upon seeing her again, a sense of curiosity arose, so I reached out and touched her collar, asking softly, "What is this?"
"It's a water-repelling bead."
Yan Huanyue simply replied and continued to untie his belt, having never intended to pay attention to his habit of rummaging through her clothes.
Suddenly sensing a surge of spiritual energy, she immediately pressed Pei Xuanzhi's hand down and turned to look at the door.
But Xue Jingnian looked at her with a shocked expression.
The courtyard gate wasn't closed, and the house door wasn't closed either, so Xue Jingnian walked in without a word.
Yan Huanyue sat on the edge of the bed and bent down to untie Pei Xuanzhi's clothes.
Pei Xuanzhi lay on the bed with its brocade curtains hanging high, his entire body covered only by a thin layer. His dark, lifeless eyes were filled with lifelessness as he stretched out a pale, white hand towards Yan Huanyue's clothes.
Seeing this with his own eyes, Xue Jingnian couldn't remember that the two were husband and wife. Overwhelmed with anger, he rushed forward, grabbed Pei Xuanzhi by the collar, and pulled him up, shouting, "You dare touch her! You dare touch her!"
Then, belatedly realizing what was happening, she released Pei Xuanzhi and took three or five steps back.
Indeed, my brother was right...
They're all men, how many of them are good? What makes him think that just because Pei Xuanzhi is weak and sickly, she won't touch her?
Even if Pei Xuanzhi lacked the ability, he still had hands and a mouth; he could touch her, he could kiss her. That succubus clearly wanted... wanted...
How could he be so skilled at it? How could he...?
Xue Jingnian felt a chill run through his body and trembled. "Shameless...shameless..."
Yan Huanyue pulled Pei Xuanzhi, who was coughing violently, into her arms. Her tone was cold as she said without turning her head, "Xue Jingnian, Xuanzhi is sick. Why did you barge in and pull him like this? Go back. We need to rest."
Xue Jingnian stared blankly at her retreating figure, feeling as if everything before him was shrouded in a false illusion.
He murmured, "Yan Huanyue, why... why do you really treat him as your husband... why can anyone else but me..."
But then she saw a pair of pale hands emerge from her waist, the veins on the back of those hands bulging, like withered vines that had been dead for a long time because they had never seen the sun, tightly wrapped around her waist.
Like a lonely ghost unwilling to die, who originally had nothing in his life, yet still desperately clings to the obsession he refuses to let go of.
Xue Jingnian felt a chill run down his spine for no reason, and four words suddenly flashed through his mind: "ghostly atmosphere".
He saw that the arms that were wrapped around Yan Huanyue finally gave out and suddenly loosened, with both hands hanging down lifelessly and resting motionless on the edge of the bed.
Xue Jingnian thought, "Let him die, Pei Xuanzhi..."
Just die already, stop being half-dead and haunting her like a ghost...
Xue Jingnian refused to leave and instead, under the pretext of "doing what's best for Junior Brother Pei," summoned Pei Hanzhou and the others who were in the middle of a meeting.
Pei Xuan was awake and asleep intermittently. When he was awake, he lay on the bed with a blank expression, tightly gripping Yan Huanyue's hand. Only after taking the medicine did he fall into a deep sleep.
Pei Hanzhou knew his son was angry, probably because they were disturbing his peace and quiet.
After Pei Xuanzhi fell asleep, Yan Huanyue got up and bowed, saying, "The sect leader and all the elders have exhausted a lot of spiritual energy today in fighting the enemy, and they have also worried about Xuanzhi. Now that Xuanzhi's condition has stabilized, I would like to ask all the seniors to go back and rest as soon as possible."
Pei Hanzhou agreed with her and led everyone away.
After everyone had left, Xue Jingnian walked to Yan Huanyue's side and said softly, "Senior Sister Yan, I'll stay with you."
Yan Huanyue said, "You should go back too."
Xue Jingnian's hard-won smile instantly shattered. He watched Yan Huanyue's retreating figure as she packed up the medicine bowls, and a fragile tear welled up in his eyes. "Will you still go to the North?"
Yan Huanyue replied without turning her head, "Of course."
"That's good......"
I don't care if you and him are really husband and wife, as long as you leave him, as long as you're in the North, we'll be closer than we are here.
I see the charm you've grown up to be; you just haven't matured like I have yet. A sickly man I haven't seen in so long, a young man right before my eyes—sooner or later you'll make a choice...
But......
"Although I really hope you go, I think you shouldn't go. It won't be peaceful there."
Xue Jingnian gave a bitter smile. "Junior Brother Pei, how can you bear to go any further? As long as I can come back alive, I will come back to find you."
Yan Huanyue turned her head slightly to look at him, frowned and said, "Take care of your own affairs."
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Yan Huanyue has been working with her fellow disciples on Tianyan Mountain for the past few days, collecting the remains of demons and sending them for centralized purification.
Most of his fellow disciples were excited by this battle, and when they had free time, their usual quiet conversations in the mountains turned into debates, each arguing about what they believed to be the best plan for the future.
Yan Huanyue didn't have time to argue her point of view. After searching for the corpses each day, she would go back to cultivate until very late, preparing for her trip to the North.
Pei Xuanzhi's condition stabilized. The sect leader said that perhaps it was because of her pure spirit body that the two conflicting bloodlines within him could calm down when she was by his side.
However, Pei Xuanzhi did not deliberately cling to her or prevent her from going out because of this. Instead, he would quietly prepare things for her to go out.
Yan Huanyue forbade him to go out and get windy as soon as he recovered from his illness, so he didn't even leave the house and stayed in his room all day. Sometimes when the weather was nice, he would cook something delicious for her.
Sometimes when Yan Huanyue came back at night, she would take a bath and sit at the table watching him take a nap on the small couch, and she would involuntarily drift into a daze.
What about the previous life?
He should be fine.
What was he doing at this time in his previous life?
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That night, Lu Shenchu chuckled and tugged at the red string with copper coins tied to it.
Opposite the red rope is an old-fashioned bamboo flute.
“Little Immortal, why did you deliberately let him go? He clearly escaped from the sect's siege. The flute music that confused me last time might have been played by him.”
Amidst a wisp of white smoke swirling in the night sky, a cold voice drifted from afar, "You think I deliberately let him go?"
Lu Shenchu's smile faded, and he lowered his head, saying, "This disciple knows his mistake."
The white smoke drifted lazily, accompanied by a casual question: "Are you wrong?"
Lu Shenchu's forehead was instantly covered with a thin layer of sweat. "It is because I am not skilled enough. I should not have thought that you intentionally let those two evil cultivators go and associated you with them."
Bai Yan said calmly, "The Heavenly Evolution Sect didn't leave many survivors this time. How did they manage to escape?"
Lu Shenchu immediately shook his head and said, "This disciple does not know. This disciple is dull-witted. This disciple has even forgotten what those two people looked like."
The white smoke drifted in the air and then entered the paper figure's brow.
"It's good to forget about it. The master has already reconstructed my paper body in the north. After that, I will rarely descend to the north. Once things are settled in the north, I will fulfill my old vow and will no longer descend to the north."
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A coughing sound came from beside me.
The room was dimly lit. Yan Huanyue turned around with her eyes closed, gently stroking his chest, and then raised her hand to touch his face.
Why do I keep waking up coughing at dawn lately?
He seemed not to hear her, and kept coming closer to her, blinking his misty eyes as he licked her hand in a daze.
The cool, soft touch brushed against my palm, clinging and fawning, like a hungry little animal trying to please someone, yearning for charity.
Yan Huanyue was struck dumb, abruptly withdrawing her hand and fully regaining her senses.
Pei Xuanzhi leaned closer to her, coughed for a while, and murmured, "Don't you like it? Your hands smell so good. Actually, I was awake for a while, but I had a bit of a headache. I rested for a bit..."
Yan Huanyue was unsure how to answer, so she punched him twice on the back.
Pei Xuanzhi felt a sense of pleasure from being hit, and gently licked her neck. "Why don't you like it? Aren't you happy when a cat licks you? Why do you get angry when it's me?"
Yan Huanyue said, "Because you're a scoundrel."
Pei Xuanzhi took her hand and placed it on his waist, chuckling softly, "Hmm... how much of a scoundrel am I? Does this count as scoundrel behavior?"
As he spoke, he pressed half of her body down, his breath lingering in her ear, "This is the most unruly one. She causes trouble whenever she thinks of you. She originally belonged to Sister Huanyue, but I can't control her. She needs to be punished properly before she'll be quiet for even a moment..."
Yan Huanyue's hand was held by him. Apart from the previous time, she hadn't touched that area much. Now she felt unfamiliar and ashamed, wondering why he liked it this way.
Even in the dim light, the sticky, mingled breaths made it hard for her to breathe, so she turned her face away from him.
She thought, he truly lives up to his half-succubus bloodline.
If he were to step outside this brocade curtain, no one would imagine that the aloof and distant young man would be secretly doing such unspeakable things, uttering such vile words...
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