Helping the Immortal Lord to Become a Demon (IV)
Chu Caiwu was not sleepy at all. She really wanted to float out and look at the stars, but her soul could not leave the body too far.
Yin Zhuo was meditating on the spot. Chu Caiwu could see that the immortal power flowing in his blood was being suppressed bit by bit.
From this, Chu Caiwu came to the conclusion that Yin Zhuo was practicing demonic magic.
The powers of immortals and demons restrain each other. If the demonic power is strong, the immortal power will be weak.
A sense of crisis arose spontaneously. Yin Zhuo was Chu Caiwu's food coupon, and he absolutely could not be allowed to suppress all his spiritual power.
Chu Caiwu really wanted to wake up.
The morning light shone through the door bit by bit. Before the rooster crowed, Chu Caiwu heard someone banging loudly on the door.
Wei Yan said, "Are you guys still going to hurry? The Resurrection Grass will be auctioned tonight. If you get on the carriage now, you can barely make it."
Chu Caiwu's palms seemed to be sweating. She kept appearing in front of Yin Zhuo and Xiao Jiu. She didn't want to die and had to catch up with the auction.
Of course no one could see Chu Caiwu.
Yin Zhuo said calmly: "If I can't catch up, then I won't go."
Chu Caiwu was struck by lightning. The power of life and death was in the hands of Yin Zhuo, the food coupon holder. No matter how anxious she was, it was useless.
Wei Yan's voice became louder, "You must go! Ruichen cannot live without his mother. If you dare to kill Ruichen's mother or find a concubine, I will kill you all."
Yin Zhuo stood up and picked up Chu Caiwu, but still didn't open the door. He said, "Then you can kill her."
No matter how much Wei Yan shouted or threatened, it was useless. Finally, he lowered his voice and said, "Open the door. I'll have my mount carry you there. It's faster and better than a carriage."
The maid beside Wei Yan had no choice but to change back into her original form.
Xiaojiu opened the door for Yin Zhuo and Chu Caiwu. Yin Zhuo came out of the room holding Chu Caiwu and asked, "Mount?"
Wei Yan patted the maid beside him who had returned to her original form. She hummed in a loud and strong voice, "You haven't seen it before."
Chu Caiwu looked at the mount and couldn't help but touch it. Its fur was black and shiny. It was a fairy pig, not as beautiful as the Golden Dragon Chi Ce. But she could finally go to the auction to buy the Resurrection Grass.
Yin Zhuo held Chu Caiwu in his arms and sat on the black pig mount. They rose from the ground and flew into the clouds in an instant.
The clouds around Chu Caiwu moved backwards rapidly, and the black pig flew steadily and fast. Chu Caiwu couldn't help but think of Chi Ce, wondering if the dragon could fly more steadily than the pig.
Before Chu Caiwu could finish his thoughts, they had already arrived at the small kingdom in the southeast on their flying pigs. The air was filled with mist, which seemed to be the unique gentleness of a water town.
Yin Zhuo said: "The auction hasn't started yet, let's go to the restaurant first."
There are all kinds of street snacks, such as red candied haws and greasy pork belly, which are everywhere.
Chu Caiwu really wanted to come back to life. She hadn't eaten these things many times before, and she didn't want to die.
A gurgling sound was heard again, and Xiaojiu covered his stomach.
Wei Yan tightly grasped Xiao Jiu's wrist, hurried to the restaurant, and said, "Let's go to the restaurant for dinner."
Yin Zhuo held Chu Caiwu in his arms, taking every step steadily and without any hurry.
Evening fell quickly. After that night, the news spread among the world that the woman had won Yin Yuelin by offering five boxes of gold to save her mother, surpassing other bidders.
Chu Caiwu's soul was forcibly sucked back into her body. When she opened her eyes, she saw Yin Zhuo beside the bed. Chu Caiwu pulled the quilt and covered her face with it.
Wei Yan, who was pacing back and forth on the ground, immediately came over, pinched Xiao Jiu's face and said, "You saved me, right? Ruichen Immortal Lord, how are you going to repay me?"
Xiaojiu stood quietly beside the bed and said, "Me? I can chop wood..."
Chu Caiwu didn't want Wei Yan to recognize her. Wei Yan was a fairy from the Temple of the God of Wilderness, and Chu Caiwu had been chased and scolded by Wei Yan before.
Along the way, Chu Caiwu was called "mother" by Wei Yan because Chu Caiwu recognized Xiaojiu, which means she recognized Immortal Lord Ruichen as her godson.
Chu Caiwu especially hoped that Yin Zhuo was the only one in the room. Chu Caiwu covered her face tightly with one hand and reached out from under the quilt with the other hand in panic. Feeling the cold touch, Chu Caiwu immediately held Yin Zhuo tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.
Yin Zhuo wanted to retract his wrist suddenly, but it was as if magical and could no longer escape Chu Caiwu's touch. Yin Zhuo's whole body trembled slightly.
Chu Caiwu's strength was a little lighter, but he still locked Yin Zhuo's wrist tightly. Chu Caiwu felt much more at ease.
Yin Zhuo gently patted Chu Caiwu's hand and said, "I'm here, don't be afraid."
Chu Caiwu lowered the quilt on her face, revealing one eye. Like a kitten, she looked at Yin Zhuo timidly and whispered, "I have something to tell you."
Chu Caiwu was about to explode with anger. Wei Yan was the fairy she had offended, and Wei Yan knew that she had escaped to the demon world. If she was recognized by Wei Yan, both Yin Zhuo and her identities would be exposed.
Yin Zhuo's eyelashes drooped slightly, his cheeks flushed. He felt that Chu Caiwu must want to drink the immortal blood again, but he also felt that Chu Caiwu had something more important to say to him. He slowly approached Chu Caiwu and sat down closer to her.
Chu Caiwu couldn't wait any longer. She pulled Yin Zhuo's wrist, and Yin Zhuo's hair scattered on her pillow, and half of his body leaned over.
Chu Caiwu completely moved the quilt away and was about to get up when Yin Zhuo's warm breath sprayed on her neck. Chu Caiwu leaned against the headboard with her hair hanging down lightly.
Chu Caiwu suddenly remembered that when her soul left her body, it was Yin Zhuo who wiped her hair every day.
At that time, Chu Caiwu's hair was wiped and stroked by him, and the numb feeling seemed to come back again.
Yin Zhuo leaned forward slightly, almost closing the space between them, his hair tangled together. He asked expectantly, "What...are you going to say?"
Wei Yan looked at Yin Zhuo's lustful expression and said, "Mortals, will this ever end?"
Chu Caiwu acted decisively, hugged Yin Zhuo's neck, and put his lips on Yin Zhuo's cheek.
Wei Yan covered Xiao Jiu with his hands and rushed out the door, saying as he walked: "You, you are not allowed to like mortals. You can't do this kind of thing with mortals, do you understand?"
Xiaojiu hesitated and said nothing.
When Chu Caiwu saw Wei Yan leave, she loosened her hand from Yin Zhuo's neck. Chu Caiwu's heartbeat was deafening, and the world seemed to be still. She knew nothing and heard nothing.
Yin Zhuo's cheeks were completely red. He stroked his cheeks, as if savoring the kiss mark left by Chu Caiwu.
Chu Caiwu slowly came back to his senses and said, "I want to say..." Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Yin Zhuo.
Yin Zhuo placed his fingertips on Chu Caiwu's lips and said, "I know what you want to say." Yin Zhuo's ears felt as red as if they were burning.
Chu Caiwu was stunned. Yin Zhuo's face and ears were all red. Yin Zhuo looked so confused and infatuated that he definitely didn't know what she wanted to say.
Chu Caiwu leaned close to Yin Zhuo's ear and said, "Wei Yan is a fairy from the Desolate Temple. She knows me..."
Yin Zhuo seemed to be torn between savoring the kiss and being sober.
Yin Zhuo coughed lightly and raised his voice, "Madam, are you hungry?" After Yin Zhuo finished his pretentious words, he immediately whispered, "Were you chased to the gate of the Demon Realm by her?"
Chu Caiwu nodded: "Yes."
Yin Zhuo finally got to the point.
Chu Caiwu asked in a low voice: "If that person from the Desolate Temple recognizes me, what should we do?"
Without waiting for Yin Zhuo to answer, Wei Yan took a step and rushed into the room.
Yin Zhuo leaned forward slightly, his long black hair like a waterfall, frozen in an overwhelming posture, blocking Chu Caiwu's face.
Yin Zhuo said unhappily, "What do you want to see by barging in?"
Wei Yan's arrogance choked down, he retracted his leg that had just stepped forward, rushed out, closed the door, and said outside the door: "My dear, can you hurry up, I have something to do."
Chu Caiwu looked up at Yin Zhuo slightly, and Yin Zhuo pressed on her lightly in an ambiguous manner, like a pair of immortal lovers, whispering in each other's ears.
Yin Zhuo slowly sat back to his normal position. Chu Caiwu avoided his gaze and asked, "Are we...always going to be like this?"
Yin Zhuo activated the spiritual power in his body. On the left side, purple light was burning with flames, and on the right side, white light was ethereal and cold. The two spiritual powers connected and squeezed each other. In a flash, Yin Zhuo cut his wrist. A long blood mark surged and dripped into the spiritual power. This ball of spiritual power then merged into a dark green ball.
Yin Zhuo pulled the dark green ball of light in front of Chu Caiwu and said with a smile, "If you absorb this spiritual power, you can transform into any form you want."
The long bloodstain on Yin Zhuo's wrist was dripping down.
Chu Caiwu looked at the scarlet bloodstains and wanted to stop the bleeding and heal Yin Zhuo, but there was no medicine, so she tried to pass her spiritual power upwards.
Chu Caiwu was able to dodge his spiritual power, but Yin Zhuo took out a teacup from the storage world and slowly filled it with blood.
Chu Caiwu stared at the dark green ball of light, swallowed her saliva, and then looked at the blood in Yin Zhuo's hand that was surging with immortal power. She wanted to eat it. The ball of light and the blood were all filled with Yin Zhuo's immortal power.
That was the immortal power she had always dreamed of, the only one that could fill her stomach.
Whether it was the ball of light or the immortal blood, Chu Caiwu wanted to eat both, but Chu Caiwu wanted both, and she always felt a little greedy, so she forbearingly asked: "Can this ball of light satisfy me?"
Yin Zhuo handed the immortal blood to Chu Caiwu, and Chu Caiwu seemed to be seen through his thoughts.
Yin Zhuo's blood contained both immortal and demonic forces. He didn't know whether Chu Caiwu relied on immortal power or demonic power to fill his stomach, but he knew that Chu Caiwu preferred one of them, and that he had to eat a lot to be full. Yin Zhuo understood and said, "Of course, there aren't enough light balls, and there's not enough spiritual blood to eat. I can harvest it anytime."
Chu Caiwu took the teacup filled with immortal blood, took a small sip, and felt his whole body light and warm. Then he drank it all in one gulp as if he had tasted the immortal blood.
The last time Chu Caiwu drank the immortal blood, she gulped it down in big gulps without tasting anything, because she was almost starving to death at that time and really couldn't taste the deliciousness of the immortal power.
This time there are enough immortal blood vessels and immortal power in the ball of light, so Chu Caiwu can finally taste it with great interest.
Chu Caiwu absorbed the dark green ball of light and transformed into a charming and enchanting appearance. This was exactly the appearance of the courtesan she saw in the human world when her soul left her body. At that time, she was still marveling at the beauty and proud figure of the courtesan.
Now Chu Caiwu has even more of the beauty of a peony, and even her chest is slightly bulging. However, she changed her shape too quickly and her clothes broke through her chest.
Yin Zhuo sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Chu Caiwu in a daze.
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