45 Madmen
"well."
Yin Li chuckled softly. He missed the struggle in Chu Qing's eyes and felt that her coming-of-age ceremony, which should have been a warm occasion, had been ruined again. He blamed himself, and he blamed her too.
"If Master is unwilling, then it's better for him to hold a grudge against his disciple forever."
As he spoke, he picked the person up and placed them on the bed. The jade crown that had just been put on was casually taken off by Yin Li and placed on the table. With a flash of his fingertips, a small box with flower petals engraved on its lid suddenly appeared.
"Yin Li, what are you doing!"
Chu Qing had a gut feeling that this little box was not a good thing. The other person's brows and eyes were filled with a suppressed, lifeless aura, as if all the wind, frost, snow, and rain were rushing towards her. An instinctive thought led her to get up and run away.
"What are you afraid of, Master? You'll be happy."
"Madman—madman!"
A large hand grabbed her fair ankle and pulled her back sharply, causing Chu Qing to lose her balance and fall onto the bed.
Yin Li quickly opened the small box, and a delicate fragrance wafted out. Despite its small size, the fragrance filled the entire room.
Before long, her body began to heat up, and the other person scooped out a large piece of ointment with their fingertips, the cool substance entering the warm body.
"Ah! Yin Li! Stop right there!"
"Master—it's so hot..."
When the last piece of clothing was removed, Chu Qing was completely caught in a vortex of passion. Waves of heat gnawed at her body, and she was restless, desperately searching for a place that could make her feel comfortable. Cool fingertips and crimson lips beckoned her to move closer.
"Yin Li, you—you...you beast!"
"Hmm, hmm, that beast is feeding Master his favorite food. Look, I can't even cough it up anymore."
"roll!"
"Master, do you know what this is?"
What else could it be but an aphrodisiac? Chu Qing isn't stupid. There are three common methods of coercion in novels: kidnapping, forced marriage, and aphrodisiacs. This kid has two of them!
"Yin Li, please, please let me go."
"Will my master stay by my side forever?"
The person beneath her paused, and though she didn't speak, all her resistance spoke volumes. The boy's fingertips suddenly accelerated, plunging Chu Qing into terror from which she could never escape.
"This is—Drunken Time, a medicine with special properties of the Demon Realm. No one but me can cure it."
"Master, feel it, feel the pleasure that the person on your body brings you."
The devil's whispers bound Chu Qing tightly. No matter how much she indulged Yin Li, she was unwilling to become a prison driven by desire.
But what can be done? Even if Yin Li is wrong, it's all because she keeps saying the opposite of what she means that she has provoked people to this point.
The bed curtains were drawn, concealing the passionate fervor filling the room. Low, hoarse moans and suppressed breaths mingled with soft sobs, creating a chaotic ambiguity...
"Master, would you be willing to marry me?"
"·····"
“Speak up, Master. If you say you’re willing, I’ll let you go.”
"Ugh—I...I don't want to!"
She was willing, but if she was willing, Yin Li would have to take all the responsibility upon himself and bear too much pain that wasn't his. It shouldn't be like this. He was the male lead, and he should have enjoyed a glorious and successful life, and be praised by others. He shouldn't give up everything for someone who didn't belong to this world.
"Unwilling?"
Intermittent bursts of anger escaped his lips, and Yin Li seemed to have gone even crazier. The woman on the bed had unfocused pupils, and her hands could no longer grasp anything.
"Then let's continue until you're willing, shall we?"
"You bastard!"
"But that bastard is doing something to make his master happy."
Heat gathered around his ears, condensing into droplets of water mixed with sweat, hanging down in unison. Occasionally, a delicate white hand, tinged with red and purple, would peek out from behind the bed curtains, only to be ruthlessly pulled back by the large hand above.
"Say it again, Master, are you willing to marry your disciple?"
"You bastard!"
"Don't rush, Master, Master, my dear Master, we still have a long time. We will get married next spring. I have had someone calculate the auspicious time, and it is a very good time. I will also invite all the elders and disciples of Green Mountain Peak to come at that time, how about that?"
"madman!"
"Yes, let them see that the arrogant Elder Qingge of Green Mountain Peak is actually marrying a madman, hahaha..."
The person on top of him laughed wildly and unrestrainedly, but that laughter was clearly filled with countless bitter and sorrowful things, like a sharp blade that tormented each other until they bled profusely.
In the final moment, their foreheads touched. She used her last strength to keep going and continue drawing out the magic threads. Yin Li closed her eyes quietly, still murmuring, "Master, your disciple loves you, but you don't love your disciple."
"It's alright, it's enough that your disciple loves you."
Yin Li didn't know if his choice of words was accurate. No one had taught him how to respect someone or how to love someone, but he only knew that he wanted his master to look at him and think of him; he would also look at his master and think of his master, offering all the most beautiful things in the world to his master.
The stars in the night sky finally peeked out over the Demon Realm, twinkling, but they couldn't make the person lying in bed laugh.
The stench in the room had barely dissipated thanks to ventilation. If Chu Qing hadn't kept her eyes open, she would have thought she was about to die. The person behind her was still tightly wrapped around her as she slept, and if she moved even slightly, the hands around her waist would tighten their grip.
"Master, don't abandon me! I didn't! I'm not a bad person! Don't push me down..."
well
Silent tears fell onto the pillow. Chu Qing continued to circulate the demonic energy within her body. This time, the results were much better than the first time. She seemed to be getting more and more skilled. She had to continue.
Turning around, she found a warm chest exposed to her. Something flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but blush. Just as she was about to get up, a pair of large hands pressed her down and pulled her closer.
"Master is awake?"
"Ugh—let go."
Yin Li's eyes darkened, but he still moved gently as instructed. As he got up, the blanket slipped off, revealing red marks on his fair chest. He seemed oblivious and got out of bed with the marks all over his body to pour himself a glass of water.
After Chu Qing finished drinking, she continued to lie there like a corpse. The moment Yin Li lowered his head, the other person closed their eyes. The person above felt a pang of pain in their heart, and as if in a contest, they pressed their lips up hard, sucked on them a few more times, and finally got dressed and left the room.
After a long while, a yellow talisman opened in her hand.
“Master! Chi Yuanhan and Zhao Jingan should have found Wen Ruyu’s whereabouts! It’s quite a coincidence that they just returned and encountered a banquet, and then they met the most famous ‘Immortal Cheng’ in the aristocratic circles of the city.”
Mo Yu paused, then continued, "According to Chi Yuanhan's recollection, the immortal wanted to bless them, but he discovered something amiss before the ceremony was even halfway through..."
Imperial City
The ceremony continued, and the green light on the candles grew brighter and brighter. Chi Yuanhan suddenly felt his immortal aura rising and gathering in the sky, then flying back to the jar. Since the other families at the banquet were all mortals, they naturally couldn't see the aura, but Chi was different.
Not only is it intelligent, but its cultivation level is also very high. If it continues like this, the vitality of ordinary people will be completely drained!
Just as he was about to intervene, shouts came from the backyard. Mr. Cheng looked gloomy, clearly unhappy that the "blessing ceremony" had been interrupted. However, the noise from the backyard could not be ignored, and the situation was extremely critical.
"Fire has broken out!"
"Fire has broken out! Quickly send more men!"
Get lost!
Suddenly, Chi Yuanhan's carefree attitude returned. He knew without even thinking who it was—such a reserved and eccentric personality—it had to be Brother Zhao.
The scene instantly descended into chaos, and the banquet, which had originally been filled with beautiful aspirations, came to an abrupt end.
After listening to Mo Yu's vivid and engaging speech, Chu Qing finally saw a glimmer of hope.
According to the normal plot, this is indeed Wen Ruyu. His blessing ceremony is probably for his own benefit, but since the location is the Five Families, it proves that there must be something worth risking his life for.
"Remember, don't be impatient. Just keep an eye on his movements secretly, and then we just wait."
"wait?"
Mo Yu asked with some concern, "But what if he fully recovers by then and has the divine artifact in his hand? Our chances of winning will be greatly diminished."
“Senior brother, Master must have his reasons. Besides, his divine sense has been injured. Unless he is nourished by snow lotus, he can only recover a little faster. A complete recovery is simply a pipe dream.”
Ling Xue couldn't help but interject. She wanted to say that it took Master a year and a half to recover, and Wen Ruyu's injuries were much more serious.
But when I thought about what happened back then, I just couldn't bring myself to say it.
"Snowfall! Are you in the capital?"
"Master! Your disciple has said that I would avenge my senior brother and avenge you!"
"Nonsense!"
Chu Qing couldn't help but rebuke angrily, "You're all in the capital, what about Elder Hua?!"
"Master, this is the elder's intention..."
Mo Yu answered in a low voice, occasionally winking at the person next to her, signaling them not to give themselves away.
But how could Chu Qing not see through their full-of-fact excuses? But now that they were here, she couldn't go back. "Be careful, and contact us immediately if anything happens."
"Master."
Ling Xueluo's voice came again: "You—"
"Your senior brother is quite good. Although he is a member of the demon race, he is not the kind of demon that everyone talks about and wants to kill."
"No, Master, I...I—"
Ling Xueluo clenched her fingers, her voice trembling slightly as she asked, "Disciple wants to ask, how are you? Is your injury any better?"
Her?
Chu Qing raised an eyebrow in surprise, a warm feeling welling up inside her. She chuckled softly, toying with her teacup in her hand: "Your master is omnipotent, so those minor injuries are nothing to him."
"Oh, that's good, Master. We—we all miss you very much."
Before a response could be received, the message was cut off. Chu Qing smiled helplessly and sent another message: "Wait for me."
It's to tell them, and also to tell Huaqi.
Currently, Wen Ruyu is still under control. All that's missing is a bloodline replacement. As for the "darkening value"—Chu Qing lowered her eyes to hide the complex emotions within. Once the truth is revealed, there's no need to worry about the favorability rating.
However, she was troubled by how to treat Yin Li. Perhaps before she left, the two of them could only continue to torment each other like this, while also missing each other painfully in solitude.
[Author's Note]
I've tried my best to be subtle in this chapter!
But I need to add more content, so I might have to wait until I have my vacation in January to write it. Well, I will definitely add it.
Hey everyone, remember to check the comments section!!! I've posted the link!
But could any kind soul tell me how to find my Weibo account? *crying*
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