The martial arts competition between the sects was in full swing.
The rules are similar to those in typical cultivation novels: disciples compete in pairs by drawing lots, and the first one to knock the other off the testing platform advances.
Those who advance will continue to draw lots to compete, advancing layer by layer, until the final winner is determined to be the champion of this sect competition.
Unsurprisingly, this honor ultimately fell to Yin Ming, after all, Yin Ming is currently the first person in his twenties to have reached the eighth realm of cultivation.
Some people might ask – where does this mean Lingyao is?
Well, Lingyao certainly can't be compared to Yinming.
Because... he reached the eighth realm when he was a teenager, and the two were not even in the same league.
Well, it's just... amazing, simply beyond words.
However, Yin Ming wouldn't develop a competitive mentality because of this, firstly because there was no need, and secondly because compared to others, he was already a genius among geniuses.
Talent and a sense of honor are things that can be left at that level.
***
According to the rules, Yin Ming can only enter the Godfall Ruins alone.
Therefore, the day before he was to enter the dungeon, Lingyao stayed in Yinming's room and refused to leave, citing the excuse that "this parting may not be the last time we meet".
Yin Ming suddenly felt a headache coming on. He had always politely declined Ling Yao's offer to stay overnight by coaxing and cajoling.
Now that he's using this reason to ask to stay, Yin Ming really doesn't know how to refuse.
The Ruins of Fallen Gods, as the name suggests, is the final resting place of the ancestors of the God Realm. Disciples who enter it can more or less sense the will left behind by their ancestors, thus gaining enlightenment and achieving the goal of further strengthening themselves.
If you're lucky enough, you might even receive the inheritance of a predecessor and experience a surge in your cultivation.
Because everyone's comprehension is different, the time it takes to enter the ruins of the fallen gods is also different, ranging from seven days to half a year.
It seems that he and Lingyao may indeed not be able to see each other for a very long time.
Thinking that Lingyao had stayed in the Divine Realm for his sake, but during this time the two of them probably didn't see each other for more than an hour each day, and most of the time was spent eating.
Even so, I never heard him utter a single complaint...
A wave of guilt washed over him, and Yin Ming's heart softened; he finally agreed to his request.
"I'm heading to the Ruins of Fallen Gods tomorrow, so I need to get a good rest tonight. You can sleep with me if you want, but you have to behave yourself, understand?"
Before closing the door, Yin Ming once again made a three-point agreement with Ling Yao.
Lingyao nodded hastily, took the initiative to spread out the quilt, and even consciously slept on the inside, as if to prove with his actions that he really wouldn't do anything to Yin Ming.
He acted so obediently that Yin Ming couldn't believe that the person who came over to hug and kiss him after the lights were turned off was the same boy who had just made such a solemn promise.
Damn, I knew this kid wouldn't stay put. I was so wrong to trust him!
***
As the moon rose high in the sky and the night deepened with heavy dew, the indoor temperature unknowingly dropped.
This peaceful night seemed destined to witness something turbulent.
Even in the darkness, Yin Ming could feel the other person's focused and intense gaze.
Without a doubt, this kid is staring intently at him again using his divine sense.
Yin Ming certainly wanted to do the same, but his spiritual sense was not as strong as Ling Yao's, and he could not see in the dark.
Fortunately, the moon was exceptionally bright tonight, and the moonlight coming through the window was just enough for Yin Ming to see the other person's features clearly.
"...Ah Yao, I'm going to sleep."
Yin Ming reached out and pressed against his shoulder, trying to push him away.
Lingyao's unexpected reply was, "You go to sleep, don't worry about me."
Yin Ming: ...Damn it, how can I sleep with you like this?
Sensing that his breathing was becoming increasingly rapid and erratic, Yin Ming gritted his teeth. If he didn't do something soon, he feared he would never be able to turn things around.
Since Lingyao is so eager to take his place, he's not going to pretend to be a gentleman anymore!
Yin Ming struggled and finally broke free from the other's grip. He turned over and switched places with Ling Yao, taking the initiative to kiss the other's face—he had actually wanted to do this for a long time.
He didn't know when it started, but every time he saw Ling Yao smile at him, Yin Ming wanted to get close to him.
It's like when you see a cute little kitten and instinctively want to hug it and rub its soft fur.
It's an impulse that's hard to control.
Of course, Yin Ming only dared to think about it in his heart at the time. After all, although people of the same sex do not need to care about the difference between men and women, they should not do anything too intimate.
Yin Ming wasn't sure if she was lusting after his body or simply liked his smile, but undeniably, he was overjoyed when Ling Yao agreed to be with him.
That's why he didn't dwell too much on Lingyao biting his neck in front of so many people.
Although those disciples couldn't see it from their positions anyway.
Yin Ming gave Ling Yao a big kiss on the lips, thinking to himself: Family members, who understands? Looking at his face up close, he seems even more handsome, sob sob, I've hit the jackpot, family members!
Before Yin Ming could gloat for long, Ling Yao flipped over and switched their positions: "I'll take care of it."
His kisses rained down on Yin Ming, and Yin Ming felt his body go limp, but he still stubbornly hummed and said, "I can too."
As he spoke, Yin Ming tried to use his strength to turn their positions around.
But Lingyao was clearly prepared this time. No matter how Yinming tried, his body remained motionless, only his voice became increasingly hoarse, "Don't move."
Yin Ming noticed something was wrong with his voice, and then he quieted down a bit.
Lingyao unconsciously nuzzled Yin Ming's face, her voice hazy as she said:
"I... feel a little unwell."
Yin Ming's face flushed red at this, but his mind started racing.
Lingyao's reaction suggests he has no idea what to do next. Does he simply not understand?
Yin Ming pondered carefully, and his brows immediately relaxed.
By the way, Lingyao has been sent to reincarnation since birth. Under the protection of the secret guards, he has never had any emotional experience, so how could he understand such things?
Even after his Nirvana, he was still busy searching for Yin Ming's whereabouts and had no time to learn about these things. In other words, he never had the chance to understand.
Thinking of this, Yin Ming couldn't help but smile with joy. It seemed that even the heavens were on his side!
To prevent Lingyao from seeing through his little scheme, Yin Ming tried his best to remain calm and then patiently coaxed her:
“I know how to solve this problem…you turn over first.”
But Lingyao shook his head, "Yin Ming seems to be in a lot of pain too, let's help Yin Ming first."
He propped himself up and turned Yin Ming over. "Like this? What should we do next?"
Yin Ming: ...
The more eager Lingyao was to learn, the more ashamed Yinming felt.
Did he get tricked instead of trying to outsmart someone? That's so embarrassing!
"No, no! I remembered wrong." Yin Ming quickly turned himself back over, tightening his inner garment with lingering fear.
He was done playing. He had finally seen the difference between them and had to admit that he couldn't break free from Lingyao's control over him.
Even if Yin Ming succeeds this time, once Ling Yao finds out what happened, Yin Ming will be the one to suffer the consequences...
It would be better to let him never know for the rest of his life, so that Yin Ming won't be fooled!
Ask him why he doesn't want to be his subordinate?
Of course, it's because...fear.
Based on what he inadvertently sensed... cough cough, all I can say is that he couldn't bear it.
Having a Platonic relationship is actually quite nice.
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