One second, two seconds, three seconds.
He secretly opened them just a sliver, only to see Wen Xueya struggling to hold back a laugh, with a teasing smile on his lips. "Brother He, what exactly are you waiting for?"
Xie Qinghan: "..."
Don't make it sound like he was looking forward to something—he wasn't looking forward to anything, okay?
Wen Xueya got off him, lay down beside him, and chuckled, "Just kidding, Brother He, don't be scared."
Can the protagonist please stop joking around with me like this? It's terrifying!
Xie Qinghan lay there stiff as a corpse, completely tense.
The protagonist always scared him out of nowhere, making his heart race. He really needed to check if the points store sold some sort of instant heart-calming medicine.
Wen Xueya studied Xie Qinghan in the moonlight, from his brows to his high nose bridge, the perfect jawline, down to the jade-white neck.
So white and delicate, slender and beautiful, so fragile that just a light slice with a knife would be enough to cut it.
This time, Xie Qinghan insisting he go to the Red Lotus Realm must be because he plans to deal with him there.
There’s a high chance he’ll die there, but even so, he can’t accept the idea of wasting away in the dungeon.
He wants to take He Mian with him, to accompany him into the Red Lotus Realm.
When the time comes, even if they die, they will die together.
In the moonlight, the red mark on Xie Qinghan's neck stood out sharply, looking like a freshly made wound.
This spot was suspiciously familiar!
Wen Xueya recalled that just yesterday, he had pressed the tip of a chopstick against Xie Qinghan's neck—at this exact spot!
Xie Qinghan was nearly asleep when suddenly he felt a cool hand on his neck, sending a shiver through him.
Wen Xueya gently stroked the wound, softly asking, "When did you get hurt here, Brother?"
Xie Qinghan's body stiffened, a chill spreading from his feet to the top of his head.
Though his disguise technique could change his appearance, clothing, voice, even scent, any wounds on his body were unchangeable.
Wen Xueya had noticed!
Trying to stay calm, Xie Qinghan replied, "I scratched it on a branch a few days ago. Why do you ask?"
Wen Xueya was silent for a moment. "I don't like this wound."
He wanted to carve out that piece of flesh with a knife. Anything that resembled Xie Qinghan filled him with instinctive disgust.
"It's nothing, it doesn't hurt."
Xie Qinghan thought Wen Xueya was feeling sorry for him, and he was deeply moved, thinking that the son he had raised was finally showing concern for him.
Wen Xueya closed his eyes. The thought of the two of them having identical wounds drove him to the brink of madness. What exactly was the relationship between Xie Qinghan and He Mian?
The dark side of his heart grew uncontrollably. With the two of them so close, if he struck unexpectedly, He Mian would have no choice but to obediently meet his end.
Wen Xueya spoke, his voice tinged with a faint sadness: "In half a month, I will enter the Red Lotus Realm. The dangers there are many, and I don't know if I will make it back alive to see Brother He again."
"Brother He, could you see me off that day?"
"Of course."
Xie Qinghan knew all too well that to gain trust, he couldn't refuse.
...
Fifteen days passed in a flash, and soon it was time to enter the Red Lotus Realm.
The major families had all made preparations. The Red Lotus Realm contained many rare treasures, and obtaining even a few could become heirlooms passed down through generations.
The Shangqing Sect also sent a small team, led by the highly skilled Elder Xu Weimeng, to take thirty disciples into the secret realm to explore.
Xie Qinghan and Su Tong from Wan Jian Peak went together, while Juechen Peak was led by Xiao Jinghuan, along with disciples from other peaks.
Wen Xueya was placed in Xiao Jinghuan's group. Xiao Jinghuan was busy speaking with the Xiao family and had no time to look after him.
Wen Xueya's meridians had been crippled, and his body hadn't recovered. His face was pale, and he looked frail and delicate.
The disciples of Juechen Peak didn't like this pretty boy and whispered among themselves.
"It's because of him that Master Jun and Luo Yining's wedding was called off."
"He first seduced Junior Sister Luo, and now he's trying to seduce Senior Brother. What kind of male vixen is this? I don't understand why Senior Brother is keeping him around!"
Wen Xueya lowered his head and slowly drew the word "death" on the ground with his toes, and when someone came over he would use his feet to smooth it out again.
He wondered when He Mian would arrive.
If He Mian didn't show up, he had reason to suspect that Xie Qinghan and He Mian were the same person.
Sensing someone staring at him, he looked up to see Xie Qinghan gazing at him from a distance. He shot him a fierce glare.
Xie Qinghan, confused by the sudden hostility, looked away.
"Xiao Tongzi, is the trump card ready?"
233: "Host, just have the main character look towards the southeast."
Xie Qinghan's trump card was a 3D projection, using advanced technology to recreate He Mian's appearance.
This would allow He Mian and Xie Qinghan to appear simultaneously, perfectly dispelling Wen Xueya's suspicions.
The southeast was a small hill, sparsely populated, with the 3D projection set up beside a lush, green tree.
After disguising his voice, Xie Qinghan used a sound transmission technique to speak to Wen Xueya: "Ah Ya, look towards the southeast."
Wen Xueya was initially surprised, but then turned his head to the southeast, where he indeed saw a young man in white standing by the tree, smiling quietly at him.
Wen Xueya instinctively started walking in that direction, but was stopped by the returning Xiao Jinghuan. “What are you looking at over there? We need to enter the Red Lotus Realm.”
"My brother." Wen Xueya glanced at him, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
Xiao Jinghuan followed his gaze. “You have a brother? A biological one??”
“Mm.” the kind you kiss
Seeing Xiao Jinghuan also looking in that direction, Xie Qinghan quickly had 233 move the projection behind the tree.
If Xiao Jinghuan saw it and realized it was fake, it would complicate things.
“There’s nothing there,” Xiao Jinghuan said, puzzled.
“Let’s go.”
Wen Xueya finally let go of his suspicion.
It turned out that He Mian wasn’t Xie Qinghan!
That’s great.
He liked He Da-ge even more now and was determined to survive and see him again.
As the Red Lotus Realm opened, everyone entered together.
They killed many fierce beasts along the way but didn’t find any powerful artifacts, and the sun had already set.
The night was the most terrifying, as evil spirits roamed freely.
The disciples of the Shangqing Sect gathered to rest and replenish their strength.
“Senior Brother, look at Wen Xueya. He’s not even welcomed by Xiao Jinghuan’s group, embarrassing himself even on other peaks,” Su Tong mocked, his sarcasm in full force.
“That’s right, he’s a disgrace to our senior brother.”
More disciples chimed in.
As their chatter grew louder, Xie Qinghan said indifferently, “Quiet down, you’re hurting my ears.”
Su Tong obediently shut up.
Ugh, Senior Brother used to enjoy hearing him mock Wen Xueya.
But Xie Qinghan thought the opposite: Don’t underestimate Wen Xueya now; he may seem easy to bully, but one day, he’ll be strong enough to dominate others. A force not to be trifled with, truly terrifying.
Who could challenge that?
Technically, after the fasting period, they didn’t need to eat, but as a transmigrator, Xie Qinghan felt something was missing if he skipped a meal.
Su Tong volunteered to catch seven wild chickens.
After roasting them with spices, Xie Qinghan had Su Tong deliver two to Xiao Jinghuan, kept one for himself, and distributed the rest to the disciples of Wan Jian Peak.
There was no one sitting around Xie Qinghan. The original owner didn't like others to be too close, and he was content with the solitude.
A man, seemingly a wandering cultivator, boldly sat down beside Xie Qinghan. “Your roasted chicken smells delicious. Can I have a taste?”
Xie Qinghan found the voice somewhat familiar and looked up.
The man had clear, handsome features and a faint smile on his lips. He raised an eyebrow at Xie Qinghan.
Everyone held their breath. This man dared to ask Jian Fangjun for food. Surely, he’d be kicked away in no time.
Who would have thought that after staring at the man for a moment, Xie Qinghan would actually tear off a chicken wing and hand it to him, saying, "If you want more, go catch it yourself."
Of course, this was all because of the Ice Soul Cold Poison.
The man, however, wasn't grateful and instead requested, "Won't Lord Juanfang feed me?"
Just from the voice, Xie Qinghan immediately recognized who this guy was.
It was Ye Changyuan again. As the Palace Master of Qianyan Palace, did he really have nothing better to do than wander around all day?
Xie Qinghan purposely disgusted him, "Why don't you ask me to chew it first and then feed it to you?"
Ye Changyuan replied, "That works too, but I'd prefer you feed me with your mouth."
"In your dreams."
Ye Changyuan took a bite of the chicken wing and remarked, "It tastes even better after you've touched it."
Xie Qinghan: "..."
After finishing the chicken, Xie Qinghan's lips were glossy with oil, even slightly swollen from the heat.
Ye Changyuan, as if it were the most natural thing, took a handkerchief and wiped Xie Qinghan's mouth.
His actions were filled with tender affection, and his gaze was nothing short of gentle and lingering.
Su Tong had goosebumps all over; he thought: This man is definitely doomed. Senior Brother hates it when people touch him.
As a result, Xie Qinghan actually let the man wipe his mouth clean!
Su Tong: ...Senior Brother, what’s going on with you?!
Xie Qinghan, expressionless, asked, "What exactly do you want?"
Ye Changyuan replied, "Everyone's watching us. don't you like the feeling of being in the limelight?"
Xie Qinghan glanced around. Sure enough, quite a few people were sneaking glances at them.
Especially among the female cultivators, their necks craned, eyes sparkling with the excitement of having witnessed something juicy.
Well played, Ye Changyuan, you really know how to market yourself.
The one who stood out the most was Xiao Jinghuan. He handed an entire roast chicken to Wen Xueya and said, "A'Ya, you eat first. I'm going over there to check on something."
Wen Xueya watched as Xiao Jinghuan headed toward Xie Qinghan, his eyes darkening as he looked at the roast chicken in his hands.
He'd rather starve, die outside, or jump off a cliff than eat a single bite of anything from that scoundrel Xie Qinghan.
But the roast chicken gave off an irresistible aroma, and Wen Xueya's stomach protested loudly.
Xie Qinghan might be despicable, but the roast chicken was innocent. How could it go to waste?
Isn't roast chicken delicious?
Wen Xueya took a fierce bite of the chicken. it was so fragrant.
Xiao Jinghuan looked at Ye Changyuan,
Xiao Jinghuan looked at Ye Changyuan and said, "I haven’t introduced myself. I am Xiao Jinghuan, the chief disciple of Juechen Peak. May I know your name?"
Xiao Jinghuan sensed that this man had a different aura, not someone ordinary.
When did Xie Qinghan get involved with a man like this?
And why didn’t he know about it?
Could it be that Xie Qinghan had distanced himself from him because of this man?
In the past, when their relationship was still good, he would help Xie Qinghan wipe his mouth. Xie Qinghan would become so "angry" that his face turned red, and he would forcefully push his hand away and run off .
He had thought that Xie Qinghan didn’t like anyone getting close to him, but now he realized that Xie Qinghan just didn’t like him getting close.
Ye Changyuan lifted his eyelids and glanced at him casually, saying,“My surname is Ye and my given name is Zi. You can call me Ye Ye.”
Xie Qinghan pressed his lips together, trying to suppress a laugh. Ye Ye, which also sounds like “grandpa,” was even more mischievous than being called He Dage
Xiao Jinghuan picked up on the underlying meaning, maintaining a proper, dignified demeanor. He asked, "Do you know Qinghan?"
"Xiao Jinghuan, picking up on the underlying meaning in his words, maintained an air of noble propriety and asked, 'Do you know Qinghan?'"
"It's more than just knowing each other. Our relationship is extraordinary."
Ye Changyuan looked over at Xie Qinghan and winked. "Isn't that right, Hanhan~?"
He's more irritating than playful.
Xie Qinghan’s brow twitched as he said, "You two talk; I’m going to wash my hands."
Xie Qinghan went to the stream to wash his hands. The water was clean and cool, and a gentle breeze brushed against his face.
When Ye Changyuan arrived, Xie Qinghan was sitting on a rock, enjoying the breeze.
"Why doesn't Jian Fangjun go back?"
"Too noisy."
"Do you know…"
"I don’t know."
Ye Changyuan’s eyes curved as he smiled. "I was about to say, just now a little lackey named Su Tong said I offended you and wanted to fight me. But I defeated him with just one finger."
Xie Qinghan replied flatly, "Oh, how impressive of you."
"In fact, I have other ways of offending you. Would you like to try?" Ye Changyuan whispered, blowing softly into Xie Qinghan's ear.
Xie Qinghan got goosebumps all over.
Ye Changyuan is just too idle.he didn’t even like him, yet he keeps flirting with me all the time. What a scumbag!
No, a scum wolf!
Xie Qinghan stood up, dusted himself off, and jumped off the rock.
If he pretended not to hear, then Ye Changyuan couldn’t flirt with him!
He was as straight as steel! The straightest in the universe!
But Ye Changyuan grabbed his hand and pulled him back, pinning him against the rock. "Why the rush? We haven’t seen each other in so long, don’t you want to catch up?"
Ye Changyuan pressed one leg between Xie Qinghan’s legs, and when Xie Qinghan tried to struggle, he ended up having both hands restrained.
Ye Changyuan chuckled wickedly and said, "How naughty of you,Jian Fangjun, to offer me your hand so willingly."
"Hold your grandpa!"
For balance, Xie Qinghan could only hold his hand back and nervously said, 'Let go of me, what are you doing?'"
Out of the corner of his eye, Xie Qinghan saw a figure flash through the bushes.
It was Wen Xueya!
Luckily, luckily, at such a humiliating and embarrassing moment, Wen Xueya was still sensible enough to know to leave on his own.
Sure enough, he was understanding and gave him enough face.
Ye Changyuan said, "I like you. Why don’t you marry me and become my wolf queen?"
Xie Qinghan replied coolly, "I like you too…"
"Stay away from me. The farther away, the better."
The original stolen joy in Ye Changyuan's eyes gradually went out, he lamented, "You’ve got quite the sharp tongue. What should I do with you? How about you give me a kiss, and I’ll let you go?"
"...No."
The two men faced off for a moment, but Ye Changyuan quickly grew bored and was just about to release Xie Qinghan.
A loud shout came from behind, 'Let him go!'
Xie Qinghan jolted and looked in the direction of the voice.
Xiao Jinghuan stood there; it was him who had just shouted with righteous indignation.
Beside him stood Wen Xueya, a smug smile playing on his lips.
Wen Xueya, enjoying the spectacle, said, 'Brother Xiao, don’t be angry. There must be some misunderstanding here—Senior Brother surely didn’t mean it.'
Could you please wipe that smile off your face?
Xie Qinghan: '...'
Wen Xueya, you’re something else!
I thought you had the sense to leave, but instead, you went and brought Xiao Jinghuan along to watch the show!
Good guy, so cunning!
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