Chapter 59 "Master, I'm hot."
The Lingshan Sword Tournament is being held on a snow-capped mountain in the far south. It is snowed all year round and the environment is harsh. However, unlike other barren snow-capped mountains, this place is lush and green with vegetation. Legend has it that this place was once the residence of a great power a hundred years ago. He set up an array here to protect the creatures here for a hundred years, which is why it has become what it is today.
As an accompanying elder, Ya Feiyu needed to first gather with the sect leader to report. Therefore, Ye Chi and the others first arrived at the mountain gate platform, where disciples from other peak masters were also present. They all looked handsome and talented, and the atmosphere was lively. In comparison, the Tianxue Peak group looked rather shabby. Shen Rong was in the Rumeng Peak group. She was aloof and seemed out of place with the other junior brothers and sisters. She didn't chat with anyone and just stood silently at the front of the group. Ye Chi inadvertently met her gaze. Their eyes met in the air, and they nodded in unison before looking away.
Before long, Sect Master Ji Pengde arrived, accompanied by several elders. To make it easier for the host to recognize them, they wore uniform clothing in the same style and color. To reflect the vitality of the sect, they wore more practical and dynamic outfits. On Ya Feiyu, however, they had a unique charm, giving her the feeling of a noble and aloof immortal descending to earth. She wore mortal clothes, but could not hide her otherworldly aura.
Ya Feiyu stepped through the crowd and joined the group. Ye Chi immediately put on a well-behaved smile and said, "Master looks exceptionally handsome today."
These words earned him a disgusted look from Shi Bai, as if to say, "What the hell are you pretending for?" Ye Chi naturally noticed this and, from an angle where Ya Feiyu couldn't see, gave Shi Bai a provocative look, which infuriated him. This farce was still witnessed by Ya Feiyu, who sighed helplessly, his silver eyes lowered, and he said coldly, "Stop fooling around."
Upon hearing this, the two immediately became obedient. Ji Pengde, standing on high ground, announced several precautions for the trip—of course, Ye Chi didn't listen. There wasn't much to hear anyway; it was nothing more than the usual "be careful and protect yourself while traveling" kind of platitude. He'd heard it since childhood in modern times, and he never expected to be brainwashed with the same words even after transmigrating into a book. Naturally, it went in one ear and out the other. Fortunately, Ji Pengde wasn't long-winded. After a few simple words, Ye Chi estimated about ten minutes had passed before taking off on his sword. The others followed suit.
Among the many peaks, Tianxue Peak has always been ranked at the bottom due to its small number of members and its unpopular cultivation techniques. Several years ago, even outsiders or newly initiated disciples did not know of Tianxue Peak's existence. Ya Feiyu had never taken on any disciples before, and he himself was extremely low-key. Naturally, he was not present at many major events, and over time, no one paid any attention to him.
This year is probably the year with the most people at Tianxue Peak. Ye Chi couldn't help but twitch his lips. As Ya Feiyu's chief disciple, he naturally flew to Ya Feiyu's side. Looking back, his second senior brother Shi Bai and junior sister Xu Miaomiao were trailing behind. Compared to Shen Qinghe, the peak master of Rumeng Peak who had countless disciples, they looked rather pathetic.
The far south is not far away. They traveled by sword and, if they did not encounter any unexpected events such as rain, they could arrive in three days.
However, they encountered difficulties on the very first day.
They stopped in front of a small town. There were no inns, and no one was willing to rent a house. So the group wandered the streets in a large entourage. The once-immortals were now sleeping on the streets. Who wouldn't sigh at the decline of morality?
Ye Chi didn't mind. The time he spent training with Ya Feiyu was no different from sleeping on the streets. Moreover, he had experienced a period of wandering before joining the sect, so he could be called a "master" in terms of wandering.
Most experienced cultivators didn't care about such things. Ji Pengde led the group to a cave, which was a bit crowded for dozens of people, but it didn't matter, at least they wouldn't have to spend the night in the open. Tianxuefeng squeezed into the innermost part, where the cold wind couldn't get in. He then took out a pillow and a quilt from his brocade pouch and slept very comfortably.
However, the language of Yafei does not have any meaning related to sleeping.
He hasn't been sleeping well these past few days. Ever since he realized the unusual feelings he had for Ye Chi, his dreams have become wilder and wilder. Although they aren't exactly bizarre, they are still quite annoying.
His dreams were filled with the image of his beloved. Ya Feiyu dared not sleep, afraid that he would lose sight of reality and actually believe that Ye Chi also loved him as much as in his dreams.
So he shook off his sleepiness, sat cross-legged, and was about to enter a meditative state when Ye Chi called out to him.
"Master?" Ye Chi raised his head and rubbed his eyes. "Master, aren't you going to sleep? We still have to travel. Although I know you don't need much rest, it would be better if you got some sleep."
Ya Feiyu deliberately kept a straight face: "...Mind your own business, go to sleep."
Ye Chi instantly feigned grievance, crawled out of the covers, and lay down next to Ya Feiyu. His dark eyes were filled with tears, and his gaze was very gentle, the kind of gaze that is said to be "deeply affectionate even when looking at a dog." Looking at him from this angle, Ya Feiyu almost couldn't bear it, but he still pouted and said, "Disciple is concerned about Master. Master is hurting disciple's heart like this. Disciple is sad. Master is so mean."
Ya Feiyu: "..."
He really had no way to deal with this kid. Ya Feiyu thought helplessly, looking down at him. His silver eyes were devoid of joy or sorrow. If Ye Chi were closer to him, perhaps he could hear the pounding of his heart and wouldn't think his master was too heartless.
Seeing that he remained unmoved, Ye Chi felt even more aggrieved: "Master~~~"
The last syllable of his voice was drawn out longer than a hanged man's tongue, and Ya Feiyu finally couldn't take it anymore: "Enough."
Ye Chi was like a dog being scolded by its owner. He didn't know what he had done wrong, but he didn't argue back. He just tucked his tail between his legs and obediently accepted the scolding, only muttering, "Master is being mean to me again."
I wonder who raised this kid to be so spoiled. Ya Feiyu smiled helplessly and patted the dog's head to comfort him: "Go to sleep, I'm not tired."
"But everyone is sleeping to replenish their energy. Isn't Master tired?"
"I'm really not tired."
That's a lie. He had been flying on his sword all day, his mind constantly on edge. Although he hadn't consumed much spiritual energy, circulating it for so long was still exhausting. His face was a little pale, but it shouldn't be too noticeable. Thinking this, Ya Feiyu shook his head helplessly: "You should rest. I can also replenish my energy by meditating, it's the same thing."
Ye Chi persisted, "Then I'll stay with Master."
"Why are you keeping me company again?" Ya Feiyu asked, even more helplessly.
Ye Chi said confidently, "If Master is not tired, then I am not tired either. I will meditate with Master."
Meditation was, of course, just a made-up excuse. Ya Feiyu's spiritual meridians were severely stagnant, and with a demonic possession within him, plus the Blood Jade Demon Pearl storing demonic energy, he could no longer properly absorb spiritual power, and his body was much weaker than before. Of course, he couldn't let Ye Chi join him now; it would be bad if Ye Chi noticed something was amiss. So, without batting an eye, he said, "I suddenly feel sleepy, let's go to sleep."
Master has absolutely no talent for lying. Ye Chi found it somewhat amusing. How could he not see that Ya Feiyu was just making up an excuse to get rid of him? He didn't know why Ya Feiyu wasn't sleeping, nor did he know why he was lying, but he didn't bother to investigate. If Master didn't say, he wouldn't ask.
Anyway, his master said he was going to sleep, which suited him perfectly. Ye Chi didn't miss the opportunity and pulled Ya Feiyu down to lie on the ground. He seemed to think that this action was a bit too intimate, and Ya Feiyu stiffened for a moment. Ye Chi was also a little embarrassed, but he forced himself to say, "Disciple is cold. It's not as cold to sleep with Master."
Ya Feiyu's body temperature wasn't high, so sleeping in someone's arms wouldn't actually make him warmer. Besides, it was very crowded here, with people all outside, and no breeze could reach inside, so it was actually stuffy. Ya Feiyu could feel that Ye Chi's clothes were soaked with sweat, and his breath was hot. He had lied; he wasn't cold at all.
But due to some secret, unspeakable feelings, Ya Feiyu remained silent. Ye Chi, who had thought he was about to be driven away by Ya Feiyu, was stunned for a moment. The person in his arms only struggled a few times at first, then stopped moving and lay quietly, his breathing gradually becoming long and even, as if... he had really fallen asleep?
Now it was Ye Chi who felt uncomfortable.
Straight men don't feel ashamed when they make ambiguous gestures towards other men. If the other person also shows disgust, the straight man, having achieved his goal, won't feel anything wrong with it. But if the other person doesn't resist and, like Ya Feiyu, obediently does what he says...
So, straight men who aren't so straightforward might actually feel shy.
Ye Chi held Ya Feiyu in his arms, the most dangerous villain in the entire book, nestled defenselessly in his embrace. Ye Chi dared not look down, but he couldn't help but imagine Ya Feiyu's sleeping face. He lowered his head slightly, almost burying his entire face in Ya Feiyu's dark hair. He was slightly startled, but did not pull away. Instead, he moved even closer, able to clearly smell Ya Feiyu's scent.
It has a light floral scent, a bit crisp, but still very pleasant.
...Oh no, it seems even hotter now.
Just as Ya Feiyu had guessed, Ye Chi's claim of being cold was indeed a casual excuse.
He was actually very hot, so hot that he wished he could run outside to cool off, but he still hugged Ya Feiyu. The two of them squeezed together, making it even hotter, but inexplicably addictive.
Ye Chi's heart started racing for no reason. His whole body stiffened, and he dared not move again, lest he start overthinking. So he closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep.
After he stopped moving completely, Ya Feiyu, who had been pretending to be asleep for a long time, slowly raised his head, his face flushed.
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