Chapter 033: Me and My Enemy Father and Brother (Thirty-three)
“Congratulations to the auditor for completing the second phase of the audit.”
"Congratulations to the auditor for completing the full review. The review process and results have been summarized and uploaded to the database, awaiting approval by the next level auditor."
"Auditor, you have two days left. After two days, this virtual world will cease operation, and all scenes and characters will be archived as data for future use."
A series of reports from the system echoed in his ears, finally pulling Chen Yunli back from the edge of confusion.
He opened his eyes, put his hand on Chen Wenjian's shoulder and pushed away the sudden kiss, ending it.
Both were breathless, Chen Yunli from lack of air, Chen Wenjian from unfamiliarity. The intimate mingling of breaths moments before was mingled with an indescribable, searing warmth, flowing between them on the gentle breeze, a frighteningly ambiguous intensity.
Chen Yunli felt his pores dilating, and heat and light sweat seeped out of his body. A piece of wet cloth on his back stuck to his skin, and when the wind blew, he couldn't help but shiver.
Chen Wenjian's hands were still around his waist, but he loosened his grip slightly, lowered his eyes and looked at his lips which were red from being caressed. On a whim, he pressed his thumb on them and rubbed them, feeling soft and warm.
Chen Yunli hissed, the stinging congestion on his lips making him glare at Chen Wenjian. Suddenly remembering something, he cautiously looked back.
Sure enough, I saw the shocked expressions of Ning Bufan who was supporting Chen Qiaoyun and Chen Qiaoyun who was being supported.
The latter was not only shocked, but his face was even slightly distorted. He had an urge to hit someone, but he didn't know who specifically he wanted to hit.
Seeing this scene, Chen Yunli was not surprised at all. He sighed numbly in his heart and tried to relax his toes that were curled up to the extreme and about to cramp.
"How do you feel now?" Chen Yunli looked at the handsome and lively face of the person in front of him, and remembered the reminder from the system just now. The complicated emotions uncontrollably revealed from the tail end of his voice.
"I thought you would punch me immediately after you realized what was happening." Chen Wenjian smoothed the hair on his forehead, tidying it up so that it was blown all over the place by the wind.
"There's no need. I'm not at a disadvantage." Chen Yunli stiffened his neck and spoke stubbornly. The corners of his slightly swollen lips were pulled while he spoke, and he couldn't help but gasp again.
Chen Wenjian couldn't help laughing, his eyes and brows were filled with smiles, and the last trace of the temperament that was regarded as evil and heretic in the public's view was shed.
Chen Yunli took his hand. The joints were distinct, the skin was plump, warm and smooth. Looking at his face again, his pale complexion became rosy, and he lost some of the cold and seductive charm, and gained a touch of warmth that was close to his touch. As his eyes moved, he actually showed a little approachability.
This man who had killed countless people and whose hands were stained with blood, no matter what his reason was, ultimately saved the world and thousands of innocent suffering people.
This world is welcoming a new life, and so is he.
Unfortunately, it only lasts for two days.
"What are you thinking about?" Chen Wenjian suddenly lowered his head, pressed his fingertips against the corners of his eyes, and hooked his eyelashes. "You are unhappy."
"No, I'm quite happy." Chen Yunli pretended to push away his restless hand, then thought for a moment and squeezed it. "But there's someone who might not be very happy."
Chen Wenjian raised his eyebrows and looked at the place not far away with understanding - Chen Qiaoyun was holding Ning Bufan's arm with one hand, beating his chest with the other, and coughing up blood.
He immediately ran out of breath and passed out.
"Oh! Brother!"
A quarter of an hour later, Chen Yunli and the other three returned to the place where Ning Bufan originally lived. Half of the stone tablet where Chen Wenjian's body was stored had collapsed, but the other half was still standing firmly, just enough for the fainted Chen Qiaoyun to lean on and rest.
Chen Yunli squatted beside him and wiped the sweat from his forehead and nose, as well as the half-dried blood stains at the corners of his lips.
A piece of clothing brushed past his hand, and before Chen Yunli could react, Chen Wenjian grabbed his arm and gently led him behind him.
Chen Wenjian stepped forward, half-knelt down, and tapped Chen Qiaoyun's brow. His magic power mobilized, turning into beams of light that flowed into his almost exhausted spiritual platform and dantian, forcing him to recover from his near-death state.
Chen Qiaoyun coughed lightly, vomited a mouthful of dark black blood clots, and slowly woke up.
He slowly opened his eyes and closed them again, pausing for a long while before opening them again. His gaze slid across Chen Yunli's face and fixed on Chen Wenjian.
"Father, you... cough cough cough!"
Chen Qiaoyun started coughing uncontrollably as soon as he opened his mouth. Chen Yunli probably guessed what he was going to say, so he quickly patted his back to calm him down and told him not to get excited.
Chen Wenjian looked at the spot where Chen Yun left his hand and said, "The result is what you want. As for the process and the reasons behind it, I advise you to worry less."
“Cough, cough cough…”
Chen Qiaoyun finally caught his breath and grabbed Chen Yunli and pulled him to his side. He was still very weak, but he forced himself to stand up and glared at his demon father in his prime.
"I never knew you were this kind of person! Yun Li is you..."
"He's just an adopted son. I never treated him as my own son. The world only knows that I'm the adoptive father of the leader of the righteous path. Everyone praises you for producing good bamboo shoots from bad bamboo, but they don't know that I have a little son." Chen Wenjian interrupted calmly.
He was not in a hurry to snatch Chen Yunli back and take back his body. After absorbing the power of the Demon Abyss, he seemed to be another world-destroying crisis. Chen Yunli was his only seal. Chen Qiaoyun couldn't figure it out now because he was too concerned. Once he calmed down, he believed that his eldest son, who cared about the world, would understand what to do.
In life, a gentleman always has more shackles than a villain. Chen Wenjian initially decided to cultivate Chen Qiaoyun into a righteous path. Besides the impulsive evil taste, the bigger reason was that it was easy and fun to control a gentleman.
Facts have proven that his decisions have been wise in the past, present and future.
Bathed in his father's indifferent yet slightly malicious gaze, Chen Qiaoyun's overheated brain gradually cooled down, and he obviously understood what Chen Wenjian meant.
The hand holding Chen Yunli's wrist tightened, Chen Qiaoyun lowered his brows and said in a hoarse voice: "I will stay with Yunli. If he doesn't want to, don't even think about touching him."
Chen Wenjian raised his eyebrows, not smiling, "Yun Li, tell him if you are willing?"
He pronounced the word "Yunli" in a lingering and cloying way, as if a cream puff was coated with a thick layer of honey and frosting. It tasted sweet and bitter in the mouth, and was creepy in the ears.
Chen Yunli's spine stiffened as if an electric shock had occurred, and then he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Alright, you two, calm down. Brother, your injuries haven't healed yet, so sit down and regulate your breathing first. If you want to know anything, I'll explain it to you when you're almost recovered."
Chen Qiaoyun shook his head: "No, tell me now. I won't have the heart to heal my wounds until this matter is resolved!"
Chen Yunli smiled helplessly, turned around and looked at Chen Wenjian, then helped him sit down: "Brother, his story began before we met. It involves many inexplicable details. I can't explain it clearly. If you insist on listening, then I will tell you that he can't force me to do anything..."
"I am the only one who makes things difficult for him."
Chen Qiaoyun leaned back against the stone tablet. When Chen Yunli withdrew his hand, he sat up straight and held him tightly. "You...you...?"
"I'll do an experiment for you," Chen Yunli interrupted with a smile, then turned his head and spoke in a serious tone, "Chen Wenjian, the calamity left by the Demonic Abyss has had a profound impact on the Five States. Over the next two days, you need to help Big Brother and Sect Master Qian find a way to appease the people and quell the unrest in the Five States as quickly as possible."
"What?" Chen Wenjian raised the last word in his voice.
"Um?"
“…Whatever.”
"Look." Chen Yunli spread his hands towards Chen Qiaoyun, "With just three sentences, I can turn the world-destroying demon king into a pillar of righteousness for me."
“…”
Chen Qiaoyun's lips twitched slightly, probably wanting to laugh, but trying hard to suppress it.
"Okay, brother, don't worry. Heal your wounds quickly and get back to work." Chen Yunli patted his shoulder. "He doesn't love this world, or even himself. I can only ask him to love me."
Having said that, he smacked his lips and rubbed the goose bumps on his arms, feeling embarrassed by his own corny behavior.
Chen Qiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief.
"If that's the case...it would be great."
…
The disaster of the Demonic Abyss has been eliminated, and the bewitched people and practitioners have finally woken up. Those who died in this incident were also rescued by Chen Wenjian, so the overall loss is not great.
But after all, they had just experienced a major disaster, and people were in a state of panic. There were also many speculators who were ready to cause trouble, and a lot of man-made disasters occurred in the half day after the natural disaster.
The mortals were under government control, and after a brief period of unrest, the situation was suppressed. However, the cultivators were in a more difficult position. The Demonic Abyss not only stirred up the evil thoughts deep in their hearts, but also the inner demons. Inner demons were always the most feared thing for cultivators. Once they emerged, they were difficult to eradicate throughout their lives. Even the disappearance of the Demonic Abyss could not change this outcome.
Fortunately, within the Yuyang Tianzong, there was a formation that could effectively weaken the power of inner demons, allowing practitioners to eliminate them. In this critical moment, Qian Yuejiu did not hide his abilities, instead concentrating the entire sect's power to deploy several large formations. Practitioners experiencing inner demons only needed to pay a small amount of spirit stones to maintain the formation's operation, and then they could enter and eliminate their demons.
After the news was released, Yuyang Tianzong was suddenly crowded with people. Since most disciples were troubled by inner demons, the sect leader Qianyuejiu had to take on the job of reception, and he and several elders were busy all the time.
After Chen Qiaoyun received the message from Qian Yuejiu, he took a deep breath and rushed to help. Before leaving, he did not forget to give Chen Yunli many instructions, asking him to inform him if there was anything. When he left, he also glanced at Chen Wenjian, with a little gratitude but not much, and more of helplessness.
As soon as Chen Qiaoyun left, Chen Wenjian rubbed against Chen Yunli and took his hand, circled his wrist with his five fingers, and covered his skin with the warm and soothing palm.
Chen Yunli readily took him to sit down, leaned on his arm, and looked up to meet Ning Bufan's gaze.
He stood behind the stone tablet for a long time, holding the sword tightly in his arms, and looked curiously at the two people snuggling in front of him.
"I remember you, but I don't know you." Ning Bufan said, "Could it be that we are just old acquaintances in a dream?"
Chen Yunli smiled: "I think so. I quite like that dream."
Ning Bufan's fingers on the scabbard trembled: "Yes, I like it too. My little brother is safe and sound, and so is your...lover."
His voice was filled with deep longing and regret. The moonlight, originally bright and tranquil, slanted down, fell on him and was frozen into cold and lonely frost and snow.
Chen Yunli remained silent, but Chen Wenjian was pleased by the word "lover" and looked at the sword in Ning Bufan's arms with a faint smile.
"The spirit of this sword still exists. Dreams will come true one day."
Ning Bufan nodded: "I know. You told me this once the day you walked out of the Sealed Sword Tower carrying your sword."
Upon hearing this, the original timeline provided by the system emerged in Chen Yunli's mind.
In this timeline, Chen Wenjian entered the Sword Sealing Tower alone, took advantage of the enemy's strategy, snatched away the spiritual sword that had just been reforged in the Sword Sealing Tower, and broke out of the tower.
At that time, Ning Bufan didn't know how he found his way outside the tower. He watched helplessly as the master of the Sword Sealing Tower used Ming Shaotu's body and soul to forge a new sword. He was almost shocked to the point of losing consciousness.
After Chen Wenjian broke the tower, he threw the new sword and the seriously injured Sword Sealing Tower Master in front of him, giving him a chance to take revenge and returning his beloved to him.
It was because he saw Ning Bufan crying heart-wrenchingly while holding the sword that he became curious about human emotions, and later rescued the two children and brought them up by his side.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. During his travels through the mortal world, Chen Wenjian witnessed too many treacherous and heartless people and events, gradually growing cold and losing his last bit of affection and interest in the world. The two children's admiration couldn't break through his hardened heart, and they ultimately became just another tool in his game.
Later, Chen Wenjian also encountered warmth and love, but unfortunately... it was too late.
If it weren't for that dream, if it weren't for Chen Yunli in the dream leading him into the mortal world and out of suffering, if it weren't for their feelings sprouting before they officially met...
Chen Wenjian thought that the moment he opened his eyes, the Demon Abyss and the entire world would be destroyed as he wished.
When he thought of this, he felt in a good mood, and was even willing to take care of trivial matters that he had scoffed at before.
So Chen Wenjian leaned close to Chen Yunli's ear and asked, "Will you always stay by my side?"
There are only two days left in this world's "future".
Chen Yunli smiled and rubbed his temples: "Of course."
"Okay, then I'll do him a favor."
Chen Wenjian lifted his hand, pressed his thin lips against his beating pulse and gave him a deep kiss, while he casually touched the sword in Ning Bufan's arm with his finger.
The moonlight suddenly became brighter, and the bright light flowed into the sword blade like water and overflowed from the tip of the sword.
Ning Bufan squinted his eyes because of the shock, and then his arms sank, and a warm body fell into his arms, forcing him to take several steps back. He raised his hands to hug it reflexively.
He subconsciously lowered his head and saw a face pressed against his shoulder. Thick, curled eyelashes were like two dark blue banana leaves, covering the person's beautifully contoured pupils, and the corners of the eyes were upturned like a phoenix tail.
Ning Bufan was suddenly stunned, and memories came roaring like a torrent, overwhelming him.
This time, Chen Yunli looked at them cuddling together, and a slight smile appeared on his face before he was hugged by Chen Wenjian and disappeared into the distance.
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