49 Dreams
Chi Yuanhan walked to the second-floor railing as if by accident, standing two or three steps away from the closed door, watching silently.
He knew that the people sent by the Demon Lord were also here. He might not be able to fully investigate the specific situation, but at least he couldn't cause trouble.
Suddenly, as he was pondering, the door finally moved.
A pair of hands appeared first. Chi Yuanhan glanced at them casually and saw a young man leaving with a sullen face. There was no one else behind him.
Who is this?
He had never seen it.
There seemed to be some movement in the crowd. Chi Yuanhan watched the person leave silently, then returned to the inn and recounted what he had seen.
"That person is very likely Ye Lang."
"Yelang?"
Seeing the puzzled look on the faces of those around him, Zhao Jing'an spoke up, "Could it be Wen Ruyu's disciple?"
“Exactly.” Ling Xue nodded from the side. “Those two, master and disciple, are truly haunting.”
“He sent Yelang out to test the waters, but he didn’t get the result he wanted and must have left in a rage.”
"He went to all this trouble just to lure us out?"
A sip of hot tea brought a touch of color to Zhao Jing'an's pale lips. He rubbed the teacup, puzzled. "If I were Wen Ruyu, I would never go to such lengths just to test him."
"But there's no other reasonable explanation besides this one..."
Chi Yuanhan scratched his head, certain that he hadn't alerted the enemy this time. What exactly was Wen Ruyu's motive...?
wrong
Everything is wrong
Mo Yu felt like she had overlooked something. How could things have gone so smoothly? The group had infiltrated the capital and hadn't fallen into the enemy's trap. Where exactly did things go wrong?
Suddenly, the table was slammed shut. "We've fallen for their trap."
Ling Xueluo spoke up.
The sky suddenly darkened, and a storm was brewing, sweeping across the three realms. Yin Li lay reclining on the soft couch, with Feng Ying kneeling at his feet.
"Your Majesty, I am guilty!"
"Hmph, Wen Ruyu, that old fox, if you just follow along like this, Green Mountain Peak will be exposed."
Feng Ying dared not look up and speak; cold sweat trickled down her neck and into her clothes, making that small patch of fabric even darker.
Your Excellency is right. In fact, when I went to the capital, Yin Li specifically instructed Feng Ying to keep a backup plan. He only needed to find out where Jin Manlou and the others were, and there was no need for him to follow them.
If Fengying continues to follow Yelang, they will inevitably expose their tracks. At that time, Wen Ruyu and the others will investigate further and easily guess that Yin Li helped them. Then, it will be difficult for Mo Yu and the others to avoid being exposed.
The safety of the Mo family patriarch is just a pretext. No matter how capable Wen Ruyu is, it should be difficult for him to truly threaten his life.
The other party dared not make any rash moves before they had obtained the snow lotus.
"Go down now, and be more careful next time."
"Yes, I'll take my leave."
Once Yin Li was alone in the room, he stopped suppressing his coughs. The spiritual pearl in his eyes was starting to backfire again. He was bound to be in the cold pool, but he still needed to get some interest back from his master.
The night was deep, and the already dark sky was even more gloomy in the Demon Realm, with only the moon occasionally adding a sliver of silvery light to the earth through the clouds.
A layer of mist floated above the pool, and the chill made the surrounding grass wither. A pair of black and white clothes were haphazardly piled on the bank, revealing their owners' anxious state of mind.
"Master, did I do well?"
In stark contrast to the cold was the fiery heat of his body. The man had broad shoulders, and water droplets trickled down his neck and shoulders, disappearing into the icy pool, stirring the imagination.
"You, you rebellious disciple, you are utterly unrepentant!"
"Master, your disciple sees that you like it very much."
White waves splashed between the two of them, mixing with the sticky substance that seemed to come from nowhere in the depths.
The overwhelming hormones excited Chu Qing's body; the alternation of hot and cold was exhilarating, and subconsciously, she wanted to open her mouth and take a deep breath.
"Hmm!"
Two pale, calloused fingers were inserted into the warm mouth, pinching the soft tongue and teasing it. "Master, I almost gave myself away, but luckily you taught me well and I'm clever enough to escape with my life."
"Do you think we should charge some compensation?"
The person leaning against the boy's chest couldn't utter a complete sentence; broken, intermittent words were barely squeezed out of his throat. He then maliciously straightened up, wanting to satisfy his ever-growing perverse desires.
"Yin, Yin, Wuyou, you, you—"
"What does Master want to say?"
His slightly dry lips lingered from the corner of his mouth to his earlobe. The small, white, round piece of flesh was quite thick. He opened his mouth and swallowed it, his tongue swirling around it.
"Yin Li, are you injured?"
Suddenly, the person behind her stopped moving, and Chu Qing felt a chill on her earlobe again. She couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her neck.
They only paused for half a second before the person behind them suddenly turned the other person around like a madman and began to kiss them forcefully. Yin Li fiercely pried open their teeth, his tongue swirling up the sweet saliva, his hands roaming freely, his strength considerable.
"Yin Li, Yin Li!"
"Master, your disciple misses you so much. Your disciple respects you, loves you, and loves you the most."
"Master, Master..."
Like a young man making a helpless confession, he just kept calling out "Master," completely unsure of what else to say to express the overwhelming satisfaction surging within him.
Being in this moment is enough. Yin Li knows that his master must cherish and love him. At this moment, all the darkness and comparisons that he had to accept were completely released.
Mo Yu, Ling Xueluo, and that arrogant new disciple are no longer worthy of competing with Yin Li!
Now, she and her master are doing the most intimate things in the world. She will stroke her hair and gaze at him with all her heart and eyes. Everything was already answered the moment she was brought to the Demon Realm, the moment her master left her behind, and the moment her master accepted her ignorance.
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Master means someone who is in your heart.
He just didn't know what damn thing had tripped him up, preventing the other party from explaining it to him.
But that's okay, he'll find it himself and destroy it by his own hands!
After an unknown amount of time, Chu Qing's entire body was so weak that her eyelids were about to close completely, and Yin Li finally managed to calm down.
The lake returned to calm once more, as if all the previous scorching heat had never existed. The two returned to their bedchamber, where the warm charcoal fire made the room cozy. After everything was cleaned up, the young man finally got his wish and drifted off to sleep peacefully, embracing the moon.
"Yin Li".
Chu Qing called out softly in the darkness, and when he didn't respond, she tentatively reached out a finger and touched his brow.
Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed through the previously dark room, but it vanished in an instant, as if it had never appeared.
The excruciating pain of having the silk threads pulled out traveled along her meridians to her heart. After the silk threads were completely extracted, Chu Qing was covered in a thin layer of sweat.
A muffled groan came from beside her ear, startling her. She quickly turned her head to observe the other person's expression and saw that Yin Li had only frowned and showed no signs of waking up, but his eyes seemed to be gleaming with a few streaks of purplish-red light.
Is this... the backlash of the Spirit Pearl?
Chu Qing clenched her fists, finally understanding why Yin Li sometimes seemed weak.
No wonder he wanted to soak in the icy pool; he had neither suffered a mental injury nor any other reason.
Now everything makes sense.
The demonic energy once again eroded her body, disrupting her originally abundant immortal energy. The tearing pain within her body struck the depths of her soul, but Chu Qing did not even blink, and once again covered the spirit pearl with her warm hands.
Yin Li felt like he had a very long dream. In the dream, he fell off a cliff and was covered in wounds. Before he could even recover, he was chased by ferocious beasts that smelled blood. Along the way, he crossed countless mountains and waded through muddy and clear streams. But after walking a certain distance, he was blocked by a sheer cliff in front of him.
The cliff was towering high, and there was nowhere to hide. Dozens of ferocious beasts behind him were staring intently at their prey. His blood could nourish flesh and blood, and they had been starving for several days, worried about not having any food.
Yin Li knew he was at his limit, but he clearly remembered that he could escape, that there was a way out. Why had everything changed?
"roar!"
A few angry shouts pierced his heart and lungs, but his strong will to survive made him grip the Qingfeng Sword tightly, preparing for a final, desperate battle.
Suddenly, a huge, ferocious beast attacked from the right front. The boy swung his sword forcefully, stabbing it straight into its abdomen. A bloody gash appeared, and blood gushed out, landing on Yin Li's face and clothes.
The wind rustled behind him again. Before he knew it, these ferocious beasts had surrounded him in a circle. They seemed to have anticipated that this was the prey's last struggle, and thus their ferocity subsided.
Instead, they gradually tightened the circle with a playful attitude.
If he were to die here today, perhaps his greatest regret would be that he would never see his master again.
The Qingfeng Sword slowly slipped from his hand; with the sword fallen, his will dissipated.
The ferocious beasts seized the opportunity and pounced on them all at once. Yin Li slowly closed her eyes, and tears streamed down her face.
"Clang!"
The expected pain did not come; instead, the sound of a sharp sword piercing flesh was unusually clear.
He immediately opened his eyes and saw the figure he had been longing for once again.
It seemed that the next second, once those worried eyes confirmed that she was alright, they would instantly turn cold and indifferent. Then, the other person would sneer and utter icy words from their red lips: "Useless."
That's how my master was; he had a knife in his mouth, but his hands were incredibly gentle as he treated the wounds.
His master came to save him. If he truly was a useless person, he was willing to be a useless person for life, staying by Chu Qing's side forever...
No, perhaps I should become stronger. If I survived the fall, then my life was not meant to end there.
"Yin Li, what are you standing there for? Let's go back to the Cloud Mist Sect. Xue Luo and the others are waiting for you."
"Back to... Cloud Mist Sect?"
His eyes welled up with tears, and the burning sensation returned to his feet. Yin Li watched as the figure in front of him walked towards him, a figure that could be described as a fairy.
"I'm home."
"I'm home..."
Go home
The sound suddenly became ethereal and unreal, and when I opened my eyes again, the sky was already bright.
[Author's Note]
The next chapter will be chapter 50! It should be close to the wedding then!!!
Chapter 50 is a good way to commemorate this, haha.
Then the pace might pick up. I originally wanted to include some sweet interactions in these chapters, but I realized that given the current identities and destinies of the male and female leads, they can't be peacefully sweet together. So, I'll write more side stories after I finish this one! [Sprinkling flowers]
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