Chapter 91
TW: Offscreen noncon
Editor: Sahloknir
More, more, more!
That’s what Shi Qing wanted to say, as he was carried to the cloud bed by the demon lord.
No problem, you can make me pay you back any way you want!
However, even though his body was trembling with excitement, all he could do was maintain a pale face and refuse to speak.
The demon lord’s eyes darkened as he took in his shizun, who was placed on the cloud bed, unable to move because his spiritual energy was suppressed. The only detectable movement was the trembling of his seemingly frail body.
“Is Shizun afraid?”
Rong Jue leaned down and gently brushed back a strand of Shi Qing’s hair.
In the next second, the supreme elder who had only just stopped trembling began to shiver again.
“Are you afraid of me?”
Rong Jue was smiling and laughing at first, but then the expression on his face darkened dramatically.
The hair in his hand was soft and pleasing to the touch.
But why couldn’t its owner be like this?
Having held a grudge for a hundred years, Rong Jue thought he would ruthlessly humiliate Shi Qing as soon as he got his cultivation back. At the very least, even if he didn’t kill him for the time being, he would definitely scare the other party properly.
But now, looking at the supreme elder lying helplessly on the cloud bed, how all the gentle warmth in his eyes had been replaced by animosity…
Even his lips seemed to be affected, paling dramatically.
Rong Jue didn’t feel as gleeful as he thought he would. His bloodthirstiness only rose as time went on.
What were these pitiful gestures for?
Wasn’t his shizun the one who did all those wicked things? The one who sabotaged him?
If he was so scared after being found out, then why do it in the first place?
Shi Qing: [I can’t, Baby Rong’s actions are too stimulating… I want to pounce on him!]
After looking at the animosity value that has exceeded 600, the System gave up all hope.
System: [Go ahead Host, pounce on him if you want. There’s no hope left in this world anyway wuwuwuwu.]
When the System that has always tried to stop him gave up, Shi Qing regained control of himself.
[My little Tong-er, ah. Don’t you get it yet after following me through so many worlds? How can I, Shi Qing, ever lose?]
On the cloud bed, the helplessly struggling supreme elder was somewhat pale. While his slender wrists tried to support his weight, he looked at Rong Jue.
“Rong Jue, things are not what you think…”
The demon lord was still smiling. “I know.”
“Don’t be impulsive—” The supreme elder processed what Rong Jue just said, “…You know?”
Rong Jue reached out. His long, slender hand unceremoniously clutched his shizun’s white, tender arm and pulled the powerless person into his embrace.
Feeling Shizun’s small but strenuous struggles, he began to untie Shi Qing’s belt.
“Shizun destroyed my spiritual root in order to make me mortal, right?”
“I couldn’t understand why Shizun was always so good to my younger martial siblings, but always cold towards me. When their cultivation progressed, Shizun would praise them for being hardworking and sensible. When my cultivation progressed, Shizun scolded me for being overly arrogant over a slight improvement.”
Shizun’s blue tunic fell to the ground.
The thin and soft satin laid on the floor, unaware that its owner was still struggling despite his powerless body.
The spiritually suppressed supreme elder was no more than a mortal at this moment. The demon lord could easily restrain both of his wrists with one hand.
With a wicked smirk, he continued in a careless tone, “I used to think that Shizun was strict with me because I had more potential. Later, I thought that Shizun hated me and wanted to suppress me. But now…”
“Shizun, you actually didn’t want to see me raise my cultivation, right? You wanted me to become a mortal.”
The slender body that was deprived of its spiritual energy stopped struggling at these words. Shi Qing’s beautiful face became conflicted.
He muttered, “No, I never…”
“No?”
The demon lord didn’t really care what Shi Qing had to say for himself. It had been a long time since he was the Da-shixiong of Qing Jian Peak who could forgive with but a single word from Shizun…despite the truth before his eyes.
He was a demon lord.
He was the Rong Jue who had experienced the battlefields of the Demon Realm and had seen all kinds of ugliness from many kinds of people.
Compared to before, the demon lord’s sight was more easily drawn to the beautiful b.u.t.terfly in front of him that seemed to be caught in a spider’s web, no matter how much it struggled.
“Shizun.”
He looked steadily at the supreme elder, whose red-rimmed eyes gazed over in fear and bewilderment at the sound of his voice.
Lowering his head slightly, his lips fell to the small, white earlobe of the supreme elder. His deep voice was quiet, but it didn’t conceal any of his malice.
“Do you think the disciple is doing this to you because of that?”
He bit at that tender lobe before continuing, “That’s not it.”
His voice slightly hoa.r.s.e, he said,”It’s you, Shizun. You’re too tempting.”
The demon lord responded to Shi Qing’s incredulous gaze with a rampant and wanton bark of laughter.
With a wave of his sleeve, the curtains around the bed were lowered.
The supreme elder looked blankly at the simmering desire in the eyes of his eldest disciple. He finally realised what the other meant to do.
Face pale, he instinctively turned to flee, but a long, slender hand caught him by his ankle.
Bit by bit, he was dragged back.
His whimper was m.u.f.fled by the curtain.
****
When the morning sunlight streamed in, Shi Qing was lying on the cloud bed with Rong Jue holding him in his arms.
He opened his eyes slightly. They were shimmering with unfallen tears.
The supreme elder didn’t make a sound. He just silently hung his head and curled up under the blanket like he was cold.
Shi Qing: [Refreshing!]
The System went into hiding yesterday before the antic.i.p.ated mosaics appeared. It only dared to cautiously come out after hearing the Host’s voice.
The System was relieved to not see any mosaics. It quietly asked: [Host, he didn’t take advantage of you, did he?]
[Take advantage? Of me?]
Shi Qing picked at his nails under the blanket. If it wouldn’t be OOC, he would start to chuckle lewdly.
[He did take advantage, but not in the way you’re thinking of.]
System: [???]
System: [So he did take advantage of you! Then let’s quickly run away!]
Shi Qing adamantly refused: [I’m not leaving. it’s rare to find someone who knows so much, so I’m not leaving.]
The System, who hadn’t dared to emerge yesterday, was full of data question marks: [Knows so much about what?]
Shi Qing: [Tsk tsk, it’s something you don’t know, but I do.]
That’s why it’s better to be with someone who was reborn.
There was no way the original Rong Jue, who had never been to the Demon Realm, would know about those ‘toys’.
But this Demon Lord Rong Jue knew a lot!
Shi Qing: [He will definitely be a good daddy in the future.]
System: [?]
Shi Qing: [With how prepared he was with his toys, he must’ve been thinking about it well in advance.]
System: [???]
Shi Qing: [Well, it’s fine if you don’t understand. Little Tong-er, I’m surprised you can still be so cute after being with me for so long.]
Although it really didn’t get it, the System wanted to point out that the only reason it could maintain its innocence after being with the Host for so long was because it was made of data. After deleting tidying up its files, it would once again be that clean and pure little system la~
Shi Qing: [Okay, back to the topic at hand, what’s Rong Jue’s animosity value?]
System: [Rong Jue’s animosity value: 599/100]
The System had altogether stopped struggling against this a while back.
It even started to comfort Shi Qing: [It’s okay, Host. You can treat this world as an opportunity to let loose. I’ll even let it slide if you go OOC.]
They were about to be ejected from the world any second now anyway.
But Shi Qing still looked as unruffled as ever: [OK, I get it. Now go and play by yourself.]
The System ran off to dump some data.
Shi Qing shrank into Rong Jue’s arms, feeling the other party’s dominating aura. Recalling what happened last night, he sincerely felt that this guy was way too cute.
He didn’t know if it was intentional or not, but Shi Qing’s spiritual energy had returned, and it was even stronger than before.
This kid used a dual cultivation method on him.
Tsk, tsk. How considerate.
Shi Qing moved his body slightly and got up from the demon lord’s embrace with difficulty. He looked down at Rong Jue, who was still asleep.
After shedding his disguise, all the warmth and gentleness about him seemed to have evaporated overnight. Even while asleep, Rong Jue’s entire body still radiated danger, like an unsheathed sword that was ready to kill at any moment.
Shi Qing wasn’t the slightest bit afraid. He just sat there admiring the demon lord’s exquisite features.
Aiya, this face shape, those eyes, their long eyelashes…
In the end, he couldn’t resist. His fingertips gently landed on the handsome face of the demon lord.
A split second later, a large, slender hand fiercely grasped the thin white fingertips of the supreme elder.
The sleeping man opened his eyes. Like a slumbering lion, he didn’t need words or a fierce expression for others to know he wasn’t someone to underestimate.
He played with Shi Qing’s slender fingers and raised an eyebrow. Slightly tilting his head to look up at the supreme elder, he teased, “Shizun seems to be in a good mood, since he’s so interested in his disciple this morning.”
The supreme elder seemed to have given up after last night. There was still a blanket wrapped around him, and his eyes were still rimmed with red, but his expression was still inviolable.
He didn’t answer Rong Jue’ words, but asked, “What happened for you to turn to demonic cultivation?”
“I think Shizun already knows the answer to that.”
Rong Jue smiled. Clearly he was in a good mood after getting a taste of his shizun, who he had coveted for many days. “After my spiritual root was destroyed, I can no longer store spiritual energy. Demonic cultivation was the only way left.”
Shi Qing pulled back sharply, anger in his eyes. “I’m asking what events lead to you becoming a demonic cultivator! Who taught you?!”
Looking at his ugly expression, the smile on Rong Jue’s face also fell sharply.
Shi Qing was startled to see such a demon lord.
When he’s not smiling…
He’s even hotter!
“Shizun…”
The demon lord stretched out his hand again, this time forcibly grasping the supreme elder’s fingers without letting him fight back at all. A faint sneer lifted the corner of his lips.
“You don’t seem to understand the current situation. Now that I’m on top and you’re on the bottom, do you still think I’m the same little disciple from before that you can bully?”
Seeing the supreme elder stiffen, as if he was frightened by Rong Jue’s demeanour, the demon lord smiled again and patted the back of Shi Qing’s hand. Savouring that smooth tenderness, he rose.
The demon lord leaned in close to his shizun’s ear, then whispered quietly and emotionlessly, like a demon from the lowest depths of h.e.l.l.
“It seems that Shizun is curious about me.”
“How about this, let’s make a deal. Shizun can ask me anything he wants to know, but to get my answer, you’ll have to be more proactive.”
The supreme elder cautiously asked, “Proactive how?”
The demon lord’s long, slender hands pulled away the bedding.
“Last night, I took off your clothes and you put them on again.”
“Today, if Shizun wants to ask me a question, you’ll have to take one piece off each time.”