Chapter 93

TW: More non-con, drugs

Editor: Sahloknir

On the twenty-fifth day that Shi Qing entered this world…

An anxious Qiao Lingyu knocked on Shang Lu’s door. Seeing her shixiong answer, the pretty girl asked hesitantly, “Er-shixiong, hasn’t it been too long since Shizun and Da-shixiong came out?”

Shang Lu nodded. “You’re right. Shizun aside, Da-shixiong hasn’t been down the mountain to buy any food even though he’s a mortal now… Also, yesterday was the Myriad Ghost Festival. Shizun has always left to purchase some items in past years, but he didn’t do so this year.”

Qiao Lingyu grew more and more uneasy at her shixiong’s agreement with her concerns.

“And in the past, Shizun would always let me visit after I exited seclusion. But he turned me away a few days ago, saying that he was busy cultivating…”

Qiao Lingyu counted on her fingers. “Many days have pa.s.sed since Er-shixiong paid your respects to Shizun. Something doesn’t seem right.”

Shang Lu felt the same way.

Especially after he had some time to think after suddenly being chased off the mountain last time.

His Shizun had always been warm, gentle and kind to him. When had he ever spoken to Shang Lu in the tone of voice he used that day?

That, along with the fact that the restrictions on the mountain peak had not been lifted since his last visit made Shang Lu restless.

He grit his teeth and addressed his shimei, “Instead of speculating here, why don’t we go up the mountain together and see what’s going on?”

Qiao Lingyu nodded, her expression still troubled.

She wasn’t too worried about Shizun, who was a cultivator at the Amalgamation stage. But her Da-shixiong…

Shizun didn’t seem to like him much before. Even though Qiao Lingyu heard about how Shizun gave Da-shixiong the Longevity Pill earlier, she couldn’t help but still worry that something had happened to him.

The two of them went up the mountain together. The restrictions were still in place when they entered the courtyard.

They couldn’t go any further, so Shang Lu could only step forward and shout loudly, “Shizun, Disciple Shang Lu requests to see you.”

Inside the darkened room, Shi Qing was panting softly. Sweat ran down his long, fair neck and into the blue robes Rong Jue slid onto his naked body. The thin fabric clung tightly to his skin as it became more and more translucent.

One of his slender arms was wrapped around a man in dark robes, causing the fabric to become wrinkled.

Although his clothes were wrinkled, Rong Jue didn’t appear the least bit dishevelled. He just allowed Shizun to wrap his arms around his neck. With a smile, he picked up Shi Qing’s long-suffering and weakened upper body, placing him gently on the cloud bed.

“Shizun, Shidi is calling for you…”

Shi Qing slightly opened his eyes that were hazed with tears. He looked like he was dead to the world.

Instead of being angry that he was being ignored, Rong Jue lowered his head like a child and gently pressed their foreheads together.

The demon lord who had gotten a taste of sweetness became good-tempered once more. He was even more shameless than a child, insisting on weaseling into the supreme elders arms so he could be held.

Unfortunately, because of the disparity in their body size, this idea did not work out.

Rong Jue had to settle for the second best choice, where he was hugging Shizun’s boneless body instead.

A sense of satisfaction rose in him as their hair tangled together once again due to their close proximity. The demon lord’s lips quirked up. He leaned in close to the supreme elder’s jade-like earlobe and murmured softly, “Shizun, didn’t I say it would be simple to just love one disciple?”

Rong Jue was in a very good mood.

He knew it was childish to compare himself to Shang Lu, a youngster without a mean bone in his body.

But he was still pretty happy.

He stared at Shizun, his gaze suddenly knife-like, “Doesn’t this bring up memories of how you avoided me when I came looking for you in the past?”

At this point, Rong Jue’s lips sank down sharply, as if he had remembered something unpleasant. His handsome face was slightly contorted.

“I really thought that you were busy, but then you turned around and started to wholeheartedly teach Shang Lu. Aren’t we both supposed to be your disciples?”

Before he was reborn, the demon lord thought that he didn’t care.

Hatred was all he felt for his shizun, right?

But why…

Why was he sent back in time? Why let him catch a glimpse of Shi Qing being kind to him as well?

The more tenderness, care, pity and protection he experienced from his shizun for the first time, the more restless Rong Jue’s dark side became.

If he had never felt those things, it would have been fine.

But now that he has, how could he watch others take this away from him?

He would never allow it.

The demon lord had changed his mind after the intimate activities of the past few days.

As he firmly gripped Shi Qing’s unresponsive hand and felt its warmth and softness, a sense of accomplishment at having such control over Shizun once again rose in Rong Jue’s heart.

With a contented smile, the demon lord gently nuzzled the supreme elder’s long, black hair.

“Shizun, you should just stay by my side forever. Forget about Shang Lu and Lingyu.”

Rong Jue felt himself being enraptured by this soft body, but strangely enough he wasn’t angry. Instead, he felt like it was only natural.

The demon lord’s almost obsessive hold on that soft waist tightened.

“When I ascend the throne of the demons, you will come back to the demon realm with me as my queen.”

Rong Jue could almost picture himself seated on his throne while holding such a delicate body in his arms.

Shi Qing would be draped in a black veil and wearing a crown made of demonic jade.

When that time came, Rong Jue would let the whole world know that Shi Qing’s body was covered in his markings.

No one but him would ever enter Shi Qing’s eyes again.

His words succeeded in making the supreme elder’s long, curving eyelashes quiver. Those beautiful eyes that had been filled with confusion turned to face Rong Jue, who seemed to be embracing a trophy.

“Huff—”

The supreme elder was breathing hard. He had ceased to struggle after several days of fighting, allowing his opponent to hold him in his arms. His voice was quiet and hoa.r.s.e.

“Rong Jue, you’ve let your internal demons overtake you. You don’t know…what you’re doing. I’m your shizun.”

The infatuation on Rong Jue’s face gradually faded with the supreme elder’s borderline rejection.

The demonic energy in his heart became more and more tyrannical.

This again!

It’s always like this!

No matter what he said, his ‘wonderful’ Shizun always rejected him.

Even in his current state, Shi Qing refused to go along with his wishes.

“Shizun, of course this disciple knows that you are my Shizun.” A sneer hung on the demon lord’s lips as he spoke.

“I want to make it known to the world that you, Supreme Elder Shi Qing, Qing Jian Peak’s ruler, a leader of the number one immortal sect, betrayed the cultivation world for the demonic realm to become my, Rong Jue’s, demon queen.”

He looked on with satisfaction as Shi Qing paled and stared at him incredulously.

As expected, only by threatening his reputation would this hypocrite be afraid.

Shi Qing: [Holy s.h.i.t.]

The System heard his voice and popped out to comfort him: [Don’t be afraid, Host. We can always slip away if you can’t take it anymore.]

Shi Qing: [Declaring our love to the world… So exciting! I can’t, I don’t even want to struggle anymore. Tong-er, quickly dissuade me before I go along with Baby Rong’s plan.]

The more he thought about it, the more exhilarated he felt.

[The tyrannical demon lord’s Shizun becomes his queen…confined in a little dark room with chains! I can’t, it’s so exciting, I want to give in so bad…]

System: […]

…Oh right.

After wiping its memories so many times, the System became forgetful.

Its Host was no ordinary person.

Knowing that the Host wasn’t afraid, the System calmed down.

Instead of persuading Shi Qing, it said: [Host, do what you want. Just have fun].

Shi Qing: [Tsk tsk tsk. It’s so boring when you don’t put up a fight.]

With five days left before they get kicked out of this world, the System had long converted to Buddhism.

[Host, it’s okay. Just treat this world like a vacation.]

Despite its lackl.u.s.ter response, Shi Qing’s enthusiasm had not dimmed in the slightest.

[How could I? Vacations are vacations, and tasks are tasks. Since I said I would finish this world, I can’t give up halfway.]

He took a pitiful look at the demon lord practically radiating overwhelming attractiveness in front of him.

Shi Qing resisted the urge to pounce on him and retracted his arm instead.

Fortunately, Rong Jue was a very helpful person.

Seeing the teary and trembling supreme elder trying to withdraw the hand holding onto his neck, the demon lord snorted and grabbed his wrist very forcefully.

He squeezed that slender wrist, as if he could stop the supreme elder’s circulation this way and make him more biddable.

Rong Jue revealed a cruel smile. “What? Is Shizun scared? Are you afraid your reputation will be ruined?”

Shi Qing was reluctant to look at his good disciple’s face, especially since that evil smirk only made him more handsome. He turned his head away.

If he were to look directly at such a seductive image again, Shi Qing might just lose all control.

However, the demon lord mistook this for disgust. How else could you explain his ‘wonderful’ Shizun looking away after glancing at him?

The flames of anger in his heart became an inferno.

Shi Qing had been very obedient these days.

But one visit from Shang Lu ruined everything.

In the past, he admired Shi Qing greatly. When Shi Qing was harsh with him, Rong Jue became even harsher with himself. He was determined to become someone Shizun could be proud of.

Now, even though his demonic might was restored, even though he still hated this person, Rong Jue had refrained from killing Shi Qing to vent his anger.

Hadn’t he been good enough to Shi Qing?

Why were other people always more important than him in Shizun’s eyes?

On what grounds??

On what grounds!!

Outside, Shang Lu was completely unaware that someone was jealous enough to tear him apart barehanded. He scratched his head after not receiving a response to his calls.

He raised his voice again, “Shizun! Disciple Shang Lu requests to see you!”

His shizun, however, could not spare him any attention.

Shi Qing was still upset.

[It’s too bad that I can’t pounce on Baby Rong when he’s so cute. I have to be pounced on by him. Sigh.]

Then he saw the gloomy demon lord who was clearly seething with jealousy wave his sleeve, sending out a single pill.

The pill was pressed to the supreme elder’s delicate lips.

“Has Shizun heard of the Charm Pill? It’s an ingenious little thing. After taking it, your body will forever crave the touch of a man.”

Shi Qing’s head rose sharply. He blinked rapidly as the demon lord’s mouth quirked up in pride.

In a delighted tone, he snickered: [Heh heh!!]