Just as Bi Xie was almost breathless from the kiss, Ji Gui finally released her, resting her chin on her shoulder. She glanced sideways at her master's lips, which were now flushed red from being sucked, and said with pleasure, "Master, there is no antidote for that passion potion. Why don't I feel uncomfortable after drinking your blood?"
This drama queen still has the nerve to bring it up? The effects of that passion drug have long worn off, what is she trying to do by pretending to be burning with passion!
After secretly rolling his eyes, Bi Xie said with a smile, "Master is an alchemist who has eaten countless rare and exotic herbs. Perhaps his blood is different from others. It's good that you're alright."
"Hmm," the handsome young man said with watery eyes, "Disciple is in trouble. Master was so heartless to throw me into the cold spring. Wuyou is also weak and has caught a cold. If you don't believe me, Master, touch me. I'm burning hot. I probably have a fever."
Bi Xie chuckled: "Ji Gui, it's just the two of us here, no need to pretend."
A powerful being in the Integration Stage, the Demon Ancestor Ji Gui who has lived for thousands of years, can get a fever after soaking in a cold spring?
“Master, this is called romance. Master doesn’t understand romance at all,” Ji Gui laughed in a low, seductive voice.
Bi Xie remained silent, but Ji Gui suddenly coaxed, "Master, if one day the righteous path can no longer tolerate us, then Master, please follow me and cultivate demonic arts. Most righteous cultivators are wolves in sheep's clothing; they appear refined, but in reality, they are the worst of the worst—"
Ji Gui's voice gradually deepened, and a strong sense of bloodlust flashed in his dark eyes.
Bi Xie pursed his lips and looked at him, knowing that he had once again thought of the "master" who had caused him to be thrown into the Abyss of Demons.
"If Ji Gui is ever condemned and executed by the people, will Master still protect Ji Gui?"
Bi Xie's face was suddenly cupped in someone's hands, and his captivating peach blossom eyes were filled with her reflection. A hint of fear flickered within his otherwise wicked aura. "Really?"
"Yes, I came here specifically for you, Ji Gui." Bi Xie said gently, his eyes filled with affection.
Ji Gui's smile gradually widened, and he couldn't help but let out a clear and excited laugh, "Master, I'm so happy, I'm so happy, Master, can you say it again?"
“I came for you, Ji Gui.”
Bi Xie looked straight at her, his doting smile deepening, and repeated his words.
Upon hearing this, Ji Gui's Adam's apple bobbed with excitement, and his shimmering black eyes stared deeply and greedily at Bi Xie. "Master, the way you look at your disciple makes me want to kiss you."
Bi Xie was taken aback.
Ji Gui chuckled softly, then captured those petal-like pink lips in her mouth, uttering words that made Bi Xie blush: "Master's lips are so soft and sweet, I could kiss them for ten thousand years and still not get enough."
Their breaths mingled, their hot breaths mingling, and a dense barrage of passionate kisses covered Bi Xie's face.
"Ding, congratulations host, the villain's happiness value has increased by 20 points." After reporting the data, the hosting system disappeared again.
Over the next few days, Ji Gui kept pestering Bi Xie with questions. One night, while the two were enjoying the night view, he asked her again why she still protected him in front of those old fogies of the cultivation world after knowing that he was a demonic cultivator.
Bi Xie racked his brains trying to come up with a fabricated story, but Ji Gui suddenly burst into laughter.
"Could it be that Master saw my beauty in the painting long ago, so he went to Deepwater City to rescue me, then took me as his disciple, waiting for Ji Gui to awaken so that he could marry Master to repay his kindness?"
Bi Xie was dumbfounded.
What rotten romance gave him such confidence?
After thinking "Damn it" to himself, Bi Xie went along with it: "Yes, yes, that's it."
Bi Xie nodded vigorously and sighed softly, "To tell you the truth, when I was still in the Qi Refining stage, I accidentally saw your portrait from my ancestor. From then on, I lost interest in any woman and focused on cultivating the Great Dao of Immortality. When the demonic cultivators gathered in Deepwater City, I volunteered to go there to inquire about you. Later, the demonic cultivators self-destructed, leaving you as the only survivor, so I brought you back to the Golden Light Sect."
Her thin lips parted, revealing an eerily sinister smile, and two canine teeth were exposed. "Since Master likes me so much and has seen my body, then I can only suffer a loss and let Master have his way."
Bi Xie's face was flushed and burning hot, and his heart was pounding wildly.
Holy crap, she had never seen such a shameless person!
Ji Gui regained his strength from the time of the Demon Ancestor. Bi Xie could sense his disgust for cultivation sects from his words. One wanted to help the other become a Buddha, while the other wanted to lure the other into becoming a demon. In the end, neither of them could convince the other, and they arrived at the Golden Light Sect.
Wen Zhu had been imprisoned in the Fire Poison Cave for a long time. The peak masters were shocked to learn from Ting Lan that Wen Zhu had killed Xing Zhan and fed him to spirit beasts, and had also drugged her and Wu You with the Passion Powder. However, Xing Zhan was a disciple of True Lord Huai Ming, who was currently away, and the peak masters had only recently received the pills from True Lord Feng Xie. Therefore, although they disliked Wen Zhu's actions, no one dared to touch him until True Lord Feng Xie returned.
As soon as Bi Xie stepped into the mountain gate, he was led to Cuiwei Peak by a disciple in charge.
Upon seeing her, True Lord Xieyang immediately rushed forward anxiously, clearly overwhelmed by the recent events involving Wen Zhu's cruelty towards the sect's disciples. "Feng Xie, how could Wen Zhu harm Xing Zhan? Give him back..."
With a complicated look at the handsome young man beside Bi Xie, Xieyang Zhenjun frowned and said, "He also gave Tinglan and Wuyou the Love Burning Powder. Wenzhu has never left the mountain gate, and this Love Burning Powder is not an ordinary item. Where did he get it from?"
"Didn't Emperor Gaozu question Wen Zhu?" Bi Xie asked indifferently.
"I asked him, but he wouldn't say anything. He was locked up in the Discipline Hall for several days, and now he's been moved to the Fire Poison Cave, waiting for you to come back and deal with him." True Lord Xiyang said worriedly, his brows furrowed. "Feng Xie, what exactly happened? How could Wen Zhu be so confused?"
"I trouble the High Ancestor to summon the Water-Cutting Immortal of Youshui Peak to the Fire Poison Cave as well. The truth will then come to light," Bi Xie said indifferently before using the Water Wave Step to leave.
As the True Lord of the Setting Sun stared blankly at Bi Xie as he flew away, his brows furrowed into a deep frown. In a short while, several paper cranes carrying messages flew off to their respective peaks.
As the name suggests, the Fire Poison Cave is filled with poisonous fire. Cultivators imprisoned in this cave will have their spiritual power sealed, preventing them from cultivating or using their spiritual power to resist the poisonous fire. Usually, only disciples who have committed serious offenses are imprisoned in the Fire Poison Cave.
The cave was guarded by a disciple from Cuiwei Peak. Upon seeing Bi Xie, the disciple bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, True Lord Feng Xie."
Bi Xie nodded slightly: "The sect leader and the other elders will be here soon. Open the barrier and I will go ask them some questions first."
"This..." The disciple hesitated for a moment, then took out the jade token, waved it at the cave entrance, and muttered a few words. A beam of spiritual light shot out from the jade token, and a layer of light blue barrier was broken.
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