Chapter 84 "Do as you please tonight."
They have been living in seclusion in these deep mountains for three months.
When Ye Chi listened to Ya Feiyu's words, he deliberately found a small village that was the farthest from Qinglian Immortal Sect. The village was surrounded by mountains on three sides and had only one exit. Because the mountain road was rugged, not many people came from the outside world. However, the village itself was not backward, and at least daily life was not inconvenient.
At first, they stayed in a small inn in the village. Later, Ya Feiyu followed the scent and found him. Ye Chi knew that Ya Feiyu had been wanted before, so the two discussed it and decided to build a small wooden house in the woods outside the village.
For cultivators, building is not physical labor. Ye Chi used his spiritual power to chop down trees with little effort, and Ya Feiyu designed a simple prototype of the wooden house. The two of them built the house in three days and then lived there ever since.
Although he never expected to live a peaceful life here, when the sword shadows swept across the sky, Ye Chi couldn't help but think that this peaceful life probably wouldn't last much longer.
"Those cultivators actually found their way here." Ye Chi looked out the window. Cultivators are sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, so it wasn't difficult for him to see the figures flying swiftly across the sky. He wasn't too worried about being found. This village was remote and relatively underdeveloped, and its area was small. Most cultivators wouldn't waste too much time in such a small place. Firstly, most of the people here were mortals, and it wouldn't be good to alert them. Secondly, the place was too remote, with weak spiritual energy and barren land. Even if ordinary cultivators were to flee, they wouldn't flee to such a place with such sparse spiritual energy, as it would hinder their cultivation.
Upon hearing this, Ya Feiyu raised her silver eyes, put down the white handkerchief she was half-weaving, and stood by the window, looking outside: "It should just be a simple patrol."
Cultivators have their own methods for finding people.
Searching for someone in a vast sea of people is like looking for a needle in a haystack, especially since cultivators have countless ways to evade detection. Such a comprehensive search is unwise. Therefore, if the person you want to track is also a cultivator, capturing them becomes relatively easier; you only need to track their spiritual energy.
When cultivators move, they leave faint traces of spiritual energy in the places they pass by. Although these traces are not obvious on ordinary days and are often overlooked, they can still be magnified using some special tools to make them easier to find.
But now, Ya Feiyu is no longer a simple spiritual practitioner.
His dantian was filled with surging demonic energy, which perfectly concealed his spiritual energy without making him appear arrogant. The demonic energy and spiritual energy neutralized and canceled each other out, and the final result was that, whether it was his aura or the traces he left behind, Ya Feiyu now looked like a mortal who had never been exposed to immortal techniques.
Therefore, the cultivators' method of finding people wouldn't work with Ya Feiyu. Based on Ye Chi's understanding of them, these cultivators would probably just wear magical artifacts that could amplify the traces of a cultivator's spiritual power, simply circle around this place once, and leave once they couldn't sense the aura emanating from Ya Feiyu.
As expected, the sword shadow in the sky simply circled twice before flying away from the village without looking back. Mortals unfamiliar with the cultivation world dismissed it as their imagination and paid no attention to it.
Ye Chi and Ya Feiyu also turned their gazes away at the same time.
"Master," Ye Chi looked at him, a smile returning to his face, "how about sweet and sour fish for lunch today?"
These words seemed to easily divert Ya Feiyu's attention from the cultivators. He pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly. He didn't actually have many needs when it came to food. As a cultivator who had practiced abstaining from grains for a long time, he didn't eat much on a regular basis. It was just that Ye Chi liked to cook, so he ate all of Ye Chi's dishes. However, Ye Chi was a good cook, and he quite enjoyed Ye Chi's cooking.
"Okay." He paused, then added, "Add a few more spicy dishes."
Ye Chi smiled and put his arm around Ya Feiyu's waist, naturally ignoring Ya Feiyu's slightly disgusted look. "Alright, disciple will go cook now."
But after a while, Ye Chi was still clinging to Ya Feiyu, showing no intention of letting go. He buried his face in the crook of Ya Feiyu's neck, rubbing against her intermittently, like a territorial dog wanting to imbue the person in front of him with his scent from the inside out, to completely mark him as his possession.
"Are you planning to cook with me in your arms?" After letting him be affectionate like this for five minutes, Ya Feiyu couldn't stand it anymore and pushed his shoulder. In return, the boy gave her a pitiful look, which made Ya Feiyu feel inexplicably guilty for a second.
"...Stop acting cute." He snapped out of his daze, barely managing to reject Ye Chi's bewildering and pitiful gaze. He thought to himself, thank goodness, he almost fell for this guy's trick. He steeled himself and gave Ye Chi a flick on the forehead.
"Ouch!" Ye Chi cried out in pain, pressing half of his face against Ya Feiyu's nape. His voice was muffled and somewhat indistinct: "Master is so ruthless! It hurts so much..."
Ya Feiyu expressionlessly broke free from his embrace, sitting down on the wicker chair beside him with an air of indifference. He casually picked up a book he was halfway through reading and began to peruse it. Noticing that Ye Chi was still standing there, Ya Feiyu listlessly lifted his eyelids. From Ye Chi's angle, those silver eyes seemed to contain all sorts of alluring colors, like a lazy yet noble white cat, making Ya Feiyu's throat tighten.
"Aren't you going to cook?" Ya Feiyu's slender fingertips tapped lightly on the armrest of the wicker chair. "Do you still want a hug?"
Ye Chi swallowed silently, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. His lowered eyelashes concealed the deep, dark color in his eyes. He stepped closer, half-kneeling at Ya Feiyu's feet. He took her fair hand in his palm and gently caressed it, feeling the delicate touch and cool temperature on his fingertips. He gazed at Ya Feiyu's hand and whispered, "I want to hug you."
"What?"
Ye Chi looked up, his dark eyes like two black holes that devoured light, drawing Ya Feiyu's soul in as well. They stared at each other, and the latter was slightly taken aback. Ye Chi suddenly chuckled softly, placed Ya Feiyu's hand to his lips, and said, "I want to hug Master."
Ya Feiyu wasn't sure if the "hug" had any other meaning, but in the instant Ye Chi met his gaze, he did feel a secret sense of anticipation, as if he really hoped something would happen in the next moment...
No, I can't think like that!
He suddenly blushed strangely, all his previous imposing manner vanishing. He struggled slightly for a moment, until he felt Ye Chi's hand loosen a little, and then he managed to pull his hand back. He pursed his lips, trying to hide his shyness, and said while rubbing his hand, "Go cook, don't think so much."
Ye Chi seemed a little disappointed, but he didn't say anything. He just smiled slightly and turned to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Ya Feiyu: "Wait, wait a minute."
Surprised that Ya Feiyu would actually call him back at this moment, Ye Chi obediently stopped and turned to look at him, his expression still obedient: "What is it, Master?"
Ya Feiyu bit her lower lip slightly, her eyes darting around: "Ahem... Tonight, do whatever you want."
Ye Chi's gaze immediately turned serious: "Really, Master?"
"This kid changes his tune pretty quickly..." Ya Feiyu thought to himself. For some reason, Ye Chi's gaze made Ya Feiyu want to take back what he had just blurted out. However, due to the pride typical of someone who had long held a high position, especially in front of a junior, Ya Feiyu was even more embarrassed to go back on his promise. At worst, his back would ache for a few days; it wouldn't be a big deal. Thinking this, he forced a nod and said, "Mm."
Ye Chi stared at him for a long time, then nodded slightly and said meaningfully, "Master also wants to be hugged by me."
Just as Ya Feiyu was about to retort, Ye Chi had already turned and left. Watching the young man's increasingly tall and broad back, he suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, marveling at how quickly time had passed. Just then, Ye Chi's voice suddenly came, carrying a faint smile: "So cute."
The voice wasn't loud, but Ya Feiyu's hearing was excellent, so how could he miss that sentence? Connecting it with the previous sentence he had spoken... Ya Feiyu's ears turned red again, and he couldn't even concentrate on reading the words in the book.
...It's true, after falling in love, I feel like I'm not as bright as I used to be.
...
The night was growing deeper.
Ya Feiyu went to bed early, and Ye Chi would usually be outside cultivating at this time, and today was no exception. Ya Feiyu tossed and turned because of what happened during the day, so he simply stared at the ceiling, counting sheep in his mind. Of course, it was of no use at all; he was still not sleepy at all, but his attention was indeed scattered, and he didn't even notice when someone sneaked in next to him.
"Master, you're still awake?" Ye Chi's voice came close to his ear, startling Ya Feiyu. He turned to look at him like a wary cat. The darkness blurred Ye Chi's face, but it couldn't hide his clear, watery eyes, which were looking at him with a smile.
After a long pause, Ya Feiyu said, "I can't sleep."
Ye Chi moved closer, his strong arms encircling Shizun's slender waist, and whispered, "Will Shizun be more relaxed if I hold him?"
Ye Chi's presence was so close, and although he didn't particularly want to admit it, Ya Feiyu did feel much more relaxed. He paused, didn't speak, but simply turned slightly to the side, buried his face in Ye Chi's chest, slowly blinked, and then slowly closed his eyes.
"Sigh," Ye Chi sighed, "Master is really cunning."
"It's okay, I can wait."
"Go to sleep."
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