Since this was the case, they couldn’t rely on Guyue’ye. After the meeting, Xue Zhengyong asked Tanlang Elder to go with him to the greenhouse to find Madam Wang and discuss how to track him down. At this point, Chu Wanning couldn’t help any more, so he could finally relax for a while.

     In the late evening, he stood by the bridge of the Red Lotus Pavilion watching the fish when he heard a knock on the door.

     “Come in.”

     When the door opened, the moonlight illuminated the face of a young man. It was Nangong Si.

     “Zongshi called for me?”

     Chu Wanning nodded lightly, “I heard that you and Ye Wangxi will be leaving Sisheng Peak the day after tomorrow. Where are you planning to go?”

     Nangong Si lowered his lashes, “We’re going to Mount Jiao.”

     Mount Jiao was Rufeng Sect’s stronghold outside of Linyi. It was an extremely important place for the sect. According to legend, the first Sect Leader of Rufeng Sect had once made a pact with a dragon. After the dragon died, its bones turned into a mountain. Since then, all the great heroes of Rufeng Sect had been buried there. This mountain guarded the heroic spirits of Rufeng Sect. If there were any intruders or offenders, they would be executed on the mountain, dying without a complete corpse.

     Every year during the winter solstice, the Sect Leader would go here to offer sacrifices. It was said that Mount Jiao was Rufeng Sect’s ancestral hall.

     “My father…” Nangong Si’s eyes seemed to darken for a moment before he continued, “My father told me that the ancestral hall on Mount Jiao contains the treasures left behind by the previous Sect Leaders, in case there is a need for them in later generations. I think the time has come to take them out.”

     He didn’t have any reservations or precautions against Chu Wanning, so he naturally told him the location of the treasure. Although he wasn’t as close to Chu Wanning as Xue Meng and the others, they were still inextricably linked. It was only due to a variety of unforeseen circumstances that he did not become Chu Wanning’s disciple.

     Sometimes, Nangong Si wondered—if his mother hadn’t died back then, if the cruel exchange for her life at Jincheng Lake hadn’t occurred, would he be calling Chu Wanning “Shizun” today?

     Chu Wanning said, “Mount Jiao is very far away, and I heard that in order to show respect, one must fast from eating and drinking for ten days before entering the mountain, otherwise they will be rejected by the spirit outside the mountain. Since you’re going, why don’t you complete your fasting at Sisheng Peak before leaving?”

     Nangong Si shook his head, “Everyone in the upper cultivation world now harbors grudges against Ye Wangxi and I, and want to get rid of us as soon as possible. We will only implicate Sect Leader Xue if we stay here for a long time. It’s best to leave.”

     “What nonsense are you spouting?”

     “...”

     “Fasting for ten days is very dangerous. What if your enemies find you outside?” Chu Wanning said. “Besides, Sect Leader Xue is very kind-hearted, and won’t let the two of you leave just like that. Listen to me, don’t go yet.”

     After days of exhaustion and suffering, hearing Chu Wanning’s words brought a sharp and bitter pain to his heart, and he felt as if he was about to burst into tears. He suddenly lowered his head and said, “I dare not forget zongshi’s kindness.”

     “It’s just a few days, there’s no need to talk about kindness,” Chu Wanning said. “There’s also another reason I called you here.”

     “Please speak, zongshi,” Nangong Si said.

     “Previously, I heard Xu Shuanglin say that your spiritual core is overbearing, making you extremely prone to qi deviation,” Chu Wanning said. “You should ask Madam Wang to take a look at this illness.”

     Nangong Si was stunned for a moment, then he laughed bitterly, “This has been an affliction of the Nangong family for many generations. Before, my father had already asked Cold Scale Sacred Hand himself to take a look at me. He said there was no way to suppress it, and that it can only be allowed to develop. If even the number one medical cultivator in the world couldn’t treat it, how could Madam Wang have a solution?”

     “It may not be that Cold Scale Sacred Hand is unable to treat it, but rather that he doesn’t want to,” Chu Wanning said. “There are too many sect grudges and conflicts of interest to know for sure that he isn’t holding something back. As for Madam Wang… she has a deep understanding of suppressing violent spiritual cores. Perhaps she may be able to help you.”

     Nangong Si didn’t understand, “Why would she want to study this?”

     “...It’s just a coincidence. Don’t ask too many questions, go on,” Chu Wanning said.

     Nangong Si thanked him again and again before leaving the Red Lotus Pavilion. Chu Wanning looked in his direction as he left, and couldn’t help but sigh, deep in thought.

     Nangong Si had been such a radiant person, spirited and proud, and always laughed and smiled when he was in a good mood. When he laughed, his eyes used to sparkle like the light of the morning sun.

     Now, he didn’t know if he would be able to see it again.

     Just as he was about to return to his room, there was another knock at the door. Chu Wanning thought Nangong Si had returned, and said, “Come in.”

     The door opened, but the person outside wasn’t Nangong Si. Instead, it was Mo Ran, holding a wooden basin. He was a little hesitant, as if not wanting to appear too rash, then he coughed lightly and said, “Shizun.”

     Chu Wanning was a little surprised, “Is something wrong?”

     “It’s nothing,” Mo Ran said. “I just came to ask if you wanted to take a bath together.”

     Chu Wanning almost choked on air. His eyes widened, and after a while, he coughed lightly and asked, “Where?”

     Mo Ran hesitated for a moment before saying, “Miaoyin Springs.”

     “...”

     Miaoyin Springs was full of twists and turns, so it was hard to see clearly. If they found a hidden place, no matter what they did, it wouldn’t be easily discovered.

     Chu Wanning didn’t expect that Mo Ran would actually invite him to take a bath there. He was almost a bit scared, thinking, This man really is shameless.

     The shameless Mo Ran said, “Xue Meng just came back from taking a bath. He said there wasn’t anyone else at Miaoyin Springs…” As he spoke, his face turned a bit red. He suddenly felt that his words were too bold, so he added, “It’s too cold. If Shizun bathes in the pavilion, he might catch a cold…”

     Of course, it was impossible for him to catch a cold, and if Chu Wanning wanted to, he could even open a barrier to warm the surroundings. Mo Ran definitely knew this.

     He knew it, but still invited Chu Wanning to bathe at Miaoyin Springs. He clearly had his own improper intentions, yet he actually dared to say he was afraid Chu Wanning would catch a cold. He was too shameless.

     The shameless Mo Ran looked at him with dark eyes, “Shizun, are you coming?”

     “...” Chu Wanning knew that if he nodded, it would be telling Mo Ran that he knew of his wolfish ambition, but was still willing to fall into his mouth.

     Fall into his mouth…

     Thinking this, he suddenly remembered that night of passion at the inn. Mo Ran didn’t hesitate to kneel down, allowing him to feel an electrifying pleasure that he had never experienced before.

     In front of him, the pair of eyes that were warm and gentle, once again became misty with love and desire. As they made eye contact with his own, his heart softened and melted.

     “Stay with me,” Mo Ran said.

     “...Are you five years old?”

     The ill-intentioned man smiled and said gently, “Well, it’s getting dark and I’m scared of ghosts. I only dare to walk this late at night with Wanning—”

     How shameless!

     But Chu Wanning still went.

     Surely enough, Miaoyin Springs was almost entirely empty at this hour. Most disciples of Sisheng Peak preferred to bathe after their night cultivation, so it was no surprise.

     Mo Ran lifted the soft curtain and stepped onto the rain-stone path with his bare feet. He turned his head and smiled at Chu Wanning in the haze of steam, pointing at a small area and walking ahead.

     Chu Wanning sighed inwardly, Aren’t you afraid of ghosts? How come you’re walking faster than me?

     Miaoyin Springs was divided into two large pools, the lotus pool and the plum pool. Each pool was planted with immortal herbs and abundant with spiritual energy, so most disciples often bathed here. There were also some nameless pools, but unless the two larger pools were too crowded, usually no one was willing to bathe there.

     Yuheng Elder walked alone along the path with a cold and ascetic face. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a few blurry figures in one of the larger hot springs. He couldn’t make out their features, but he could hear their voices as they went about their idle chatter.

     When he got closer to the plum pool, the fog grew even thicker. He couldn’t even see his fingers in front of him.

     Suddenly, a strong arm reached over and wrapped around him from behind, pressing him against Mo Ran’s hot and firm chest. Perhaps it was because they were too close and he was wearing too little, but he could clearly feel the other man’s growing desire.

     Chu Wanning was shocked, “What are you doing? Don’t mess around.”

     Mo Ran leaned in close to his ear and said with a smile, “Wanning-gege, don’t walk anymore, there’s a ghost up ahead.”

    “...”

     Chu Wanning hesitated between “what ghost,” and “what gege,” but in the end, he only reprimanded in a low voice, “Let go!”

     Mo Ran didn’t let go, but instead smiled gently and said, “It’s so hard to let go. I can’t do it.”

     “Are you sick?”

     “Yes, I’m really sick.” Mo Ran said in a low voice, “Look at me if you don’t believe me.”

     Chu Wanning was resolute and decisive. Although his ears were red, he said, “I won’t look.”

     Mo Ran laughed, his voice somewhat hoarse, “That’s fine too, I’ll do as you say.”

     But while this man’s words were sweet, his hands were a completely different story. His rough fingertips brushed against Chu Wanning’s throat and slowly slid up, grabbing his chin.

     “Don’t… mess around!”

     Since he couldn’t see in the fog, his other senses were clearer than usual. Chu Wanning felt Mo Ran lower his head, his hot breath on his neck. He couldn’t help but tremble.

     “Wanning-gege, why are you shaking? Are you afraid of ghosts too?”

     “Don’t call me that!”

     Mo Ran smiled gently and hugged him from behind, kissing his neck. He said respectfully, “Alright, I won’t call you that anymore. Then… Shizun, let this disciple help you bathe and change your clothes, okay?”

     “...” Somehow this was even worse.

     Chu Wanning couldn’t take it anymore; the streaming hot spring burned his body and mind, making him feel embarrassed, and even a little humiliated, for no reason. The corners of his eyes reddened, and he said, “I’m not going to bathe. I’m leaving.”

     Mo Ran knew he had a thin face, but he also felt that this person’s retreating figure was really cute and funny. He asked, “Shizun is already like this. Do you really want to leave? What if you run into someone?”

     Chu Wanning’s face was sullen, “If I run into someone, I run into someone. It’s better to be bitten by a dog than to be fooling around with you.”

     “Bitten by a dog?”

     “...What’s wrong?”

     Mo Ran smiled, his gaze dark with burning desire. He opened his mouth and leaned down next to Chu Wanning’s ear.

     Chu Wanning only thought he was going to say something ridiculous and vulgar, but just as he was about to get angry, he heard the man whisper in his ear, “...Woof.”

     “...What are you doing?”

     “Doesn’t it sound like it?” Mo Ran was genuinely a little distressed, “I used to have a little blue-eyed puppy with three fires. That’s what it sounded like.”

     Chu Wanning was speechless, “I’ve never heard of it. Why are you imitating a dog?”

     Mo Ran smiled again, “What do you think?”

     “...” Chu Wanning didn’t react.

     Mo Ran kissed the back of his ear and buried his head in the nape of his neck, licking it before saying in a low voice, “Shizun was the one who said he’d rather be bitten by a dog.”

     Chu Wanning froze for a moment, his blood boiling hot.

     But that person had to add, “Can I bite you now, Shizun?”

     Without waiting for an answer, he immediately pressed another heavy and urgent kiss against his neck.

     Mo Ran originally wanted to stop after a little light teasing, but he didn’t expect that this would be just like drinking poison to quench his thirst. Chu Wanning was his poison, destroying his rationality and invoking his burning desire.

     The light teasing turned into an intense desire to continue, and the desire to continue turned into an inability to stop.

     The inability to stop, led to hot, heavy breaths.

     When they finally parted, Chu Wanning’s phoenix eyes were a little out of focus, but he still didn’t forget his reason for being here, “I came here to take a bath. Take a bath first…”

     Mo Ran replied softly. It sounded a bit like a “mm,” but also a bit like a “hmph,” his voice sensual and hoarse. Hearing the sound at such a close distance, Chu Wanning struggled to resist, but his spine felt as if it had been struck by lightning, and his eyes were burning hot.

     His wrist fell into Mo Ran’s palm, and the man led him into the hot spring, the sound of the waterfall muffling their heavy breathing.

     Chu Wanning couldn’t take it anymore. When Mo Ran hugged him and moved to kiss him again, he reluctantly raised his hand to stop him, whispering, “Is there really no one here?”

     “No, I looked all over.” Mo Ran’s voice was scorching hot as he answered. It was even hotter than the water wrapped around his legs, escalating the burning in his abdomen. Shizun, look at me. Am I really sick? Why is it so hot… so… hard…”

     “...”

     Chu Wanning’s face flushed red. This was too shameful. He tried to pull back, but Mo Ran’s grip was too strong, so strong that his palm hurt, as if his hand was going to shatter. He couldn’t break free.

     The young man’s breathing was so rapid, so hot, so passionate that it was almost endearing. The fog around them was so thick that nothing could be seen clearly, except for Mo Ran’s handsome face, his dark eyes moist with love and hot with lust.

     Mo Ran’s adam’s apple bobbed as he stared at Chu Wanning’s face and whispered, “Shizun, help me…”

     Then, once again, he covered Chu Wanning’s slightly open lips.

     Lust was like a flame in burning oil, and even water couldn’t extinguish it. The waves of heat surged and ten thousand trees turned to ashes.

     Meeting halfway in a kiss, their lips and tongues intertwined, each trying to absorb the other’s breath. However, it was like scratching an itch they couldn’t reach. They only felt that it wasn’t enough, and wanted more.

     Mo Ran pulled Chu Wanning to the deep end of the hot spring, until the water was just past his waist. Then, he pressed Chu Wanning against the slippery rock wall and kissed him passionately and eagerly. In the haze, he tore off Chu Wanning’s last thin bathrobe, which was never removed because he was in too much of a hurry to get in the water.

     The torrential water splashed on the rocks, creating a curtain of rain. The sound of the waterfall resonated in their ears, and they couldn’t hear anything else.

     Chu Wanning was pressed tightly against the rock wall as he was kissed fiercely. His robe was torn open down to his elbows, Mo Ran using the extra fabric to tie his arms.

     “You… Don’t…”

     But the shame and stimulation of being bound made him even more sensitive. He gasped for breath under Mo Ran’s touch, until he felt his disciple’s rough tongue press against the red scar on his chest. He knitted his eyebrows, his normally aloof expression gradually becoming addled with lust. The appearance of his face struggling between indulgence and reason was so alluring that it could drive someone crazy.

     “Gently, gently…”

     His voice was hoarse. Chu Wanning raised his head, his phoenix eyes slightly closed, and couldn't help but gasp loudly.

     The sound of the waterfall covered everything.

     Chu Wanning was turned over, feeling Mo Ran’s strong legs press against his own. His face was turned sideways against the cold stone wall, making the heat below even more unbearable.

     He closed his eyes. He never would have imagined that he would one day be lustful to this extent with his disciple, doing such an erotic thing at Miaoyin Springs, where people could come at any time.

     Shame, bewilderment, desire, and excitement all caused his gaze to lose focus.

     Suddenly, a thick, hot, and lively thing pressed between his legs, rubbing between his buttocks. He was surprised for a moment and couldn’t help but moan, “Ah…”

     The man behind him paused, then seemed to be encouraged by this sound. His broad hand held onto Chu Wanning’s waist and he began to thrust hard against him underwater.

     Although he didn’t press himself inside, and only moved between his thighs, he was still very passionate. He was very aroused, and the person below him was the strongest aphrodisiac for him.

     Mo Ran leaned over Chu Wanning, and from the surface of the water, it seemed like he was only stirring up a splash. But under the water, his cock was hot and hard, rubbing harshly against the inner walls of Chu Wanning’s thighs. Several times, it also brushed against his entrance.

     His mind was so clouded that he almost wanted to lift Chu Wanning’s thighs and enter him without a care in the world. He wanted to go in and fuck him, let that space he had pushed in and out of so many times in his previous life suck him in. He wanted to embrace Chu Wanning and possess him completely. He wanted his slender legs to wrap around his waist until he came inside him.

     “Wanning…”

     His voice was hoarse, bursting with sparks. Mo Ran’s eyes were dark, and the sound of the water splashing around them sounded so much like the sound of their entanglement in his previous life. The warmth of the hot spring combined with the feeling between Chu Wanning’s thighs made him realize that, soon, he would lose control.

     He let out a low gasp, and before he could do something even crazier, he suddenly turned Chu Wanning back around. He pressed their chests together tightly, the cascading streams of the waterfall distorting their vision and falling on their faces full of desire.

     Mo Ran kissed him fiercely, his lips accidentally landing on his chin in his desperation, but soon caught his lips hungrily, in an almost violent way.

     His other hand reached down and grasped Chu Wanning’s cock, which was also swollen painfully, and pressed it against his own.

     Chu Wanning hadn’t anticipated this at all. This kind of sudden and unexpected friction, the feeling of them rubbing against each other, made him close his eyes. He tilted his head back, exposing his neck, and moaned lightly, “Mo Ran…”

     He only had the chance to vaguely call out his name before his voice was sealed between Mo Ran’s lips and teeth.

     Mo Ran hurriedly stroked his and Chu Wanning’s cocks, rubbing them together. He hugged his Shizun tightly, and felt him tremble slightly in his arms. This trembling made him feel love, adoration, compassion, and madness.

     When they parted from the kiss, their lips and teeth were wet. Chu Wanning unconsciously opened his eyes and looked down to where the two of them were rubbing against each other.

     With just one look, his scalp went numb.

     This was the first time he had seen Mo Ran’s cock so clearly. It really was a weapon of flesh and blood, thick and full, fierce and menacing. Right now, because of the stimulation, it was swollen and angry, the thick tendons clearly defined. The tip was wet and sticky, leaking fluid and rubbing smoothly against Chu Wanning in rhythm.

     Chu Wanning closed his eyes again, his entire body trembling and his mind in chaos.

     How can it be so big? …How can it fit inside? I’m afraid I can’t even hold it in my mouth, I’ll gag. How can it be like this…?

     He was so ashamed that his eyes burned like fire.

     If such a thing went inside him, would he die?

     Those dreams I had before were all unrealistic illusions. Chu Wanning’s cheeks were burning red. Otherwise, how is it possible?

     How could he possibly kneel on the bed and endure such a fierce intrusion? How could he accept such a weapon, and even shamelessly gasp and moan like a beast begging for more?

     How could he feel pleasure by being penetrated and ejaculated into…?

     How could it be possible?

     The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was inconceivable. He felt extremely aggrieved and wronged. He even felt a sense of self-contempt, but fortunately Mo Ran didn’t give him any more time to think about it.

     Mo Ran’s broad hand held both himself and Chu Wanning, stimulating them both skillfully. The pleasure gradually built up, and the veins on their necks protruded as their bodies trembled.

     After a while, Chu Wanning couldn’t take it anymore, and almost let out a cry.

     “Don’t shout,” Mo Ran said. “It’s foggy here, so you can’t see anyone, but you can hear them.”

     With that, he brought his other hand to cover Chu Wanning’s mouth and nose. He held him so tightly in the warm fog that Chu Wanning felt that he might suffocate. His hands were still tied behind his back with his own clothes, and his voice was also muffled.

     The feeling of being tied up and forcibly taken was so painful, but also exhilarating.

     “Ngh…”

     He was bullied so badly that hot tears involuntarily dripped from the corners of his eyes. He was like a red-crowned crane on the verge of death, leaning back slightly and exposing his fragile neck as he shook his head uncontrollably.

     No more, I really can’t take any more…

     Mo Ran didn’t let go, but instead leaned over and bit his neck. Then, he raised his eyes and quietly looked at Chu Wanning’s disheveled appearance.

     “Shizun…” He murmured, and couldn’t help it any longer. He removed the hand that was muffling Chu Wanning and kissed him fiercely.

     The sound of the water surged as the waterfall poured rapidly.

     Chu Wanning was kissed by Mo Ran until he could no longer breathe. His lips were slightly swollen, and he gasped for breath, his eyes unfocused.

     Mo Ran embraced him, burying his head in his neck. The overwhelming feeling in the hot spring lasted for a long time. By the time they were finally about to climax, the two were completely soaked, sweaty and hot, like wild beasts madly entangling with each other, only hating that they couldn’t hold each other more tightly, that they couldn’t be completely kneaded into each other’s flesh and blood.

     “No… I really don’t want to…” Chu Wanning almost wanted to struggle free of Mo Ran’s grasp, the buildup of pleasure making him tremble uncontrollably. “Don’t do it anymore, I don’t want to do it…”

     Hearing Chu Wanning’s low murmur, Mo Ran’s eyes grew darker. He kissed him on the cheeks and whispered soothingly, “Baobei, wait a little longer, together with me…”

     His hand moved faster and faster, and his hips even unconsciously began to move as well. Gradually, the two had no other thoughts, only desire and love in their eyes.

     “Ah… ah…”

     When they came together, the feeling was astounding. Perhaps because of the risk of having such an affair at Miaoyin Springs it was more intense, but Chu Wanning couldn’t hold back anymore. When he came, he gasped hoarsely, even forgetting to lower his voice.

     Both of them moaned with pleasure, rough and affectionate, dirty and pure, with only each other in their eyes as they went over the edge. Just each other. They pressed their lips together again, the kiss lingering as their release spread out like a ripple.

     “You came a lot,” Mo Ran murmured, his voice muddled.

     His hands were full of their cum, and he moved over, gently wiping it on Chu Wanning’s abdomen, along his tight and compact muscles, all the way up to his chest.

     Chu Wanning was trembling in Mo Ran’s arms from the feeling of such intense pleasure and stimulation; he couldn’t control it. Mo Ran embraced and caressed him, whispering into his ear, “Did it feel good?”

     “...”

     “Next time… if you’re ready…” Mo Ran kissed him, their sweaty skin pressing together, “We’ll do it for real, okay?”

     Although he had been prepared for this, hearing these words coming from his mouth, in addition to the terrifying weapon he had just seen with his own eyes, Chu Wanning couldn’t help but feel his back go numb, and his entire body tensed up.

     Mo Ran, sensing his movement, kissed him even more tenderly.

     “I won’t let you feel any pain, I’ll only make you feel good…”

     The passion had yet to subside completely as they pressed their foreheads together under the waterfall.

     Mo Ran’s voice was filled with love, as he said in a low voice, “You’ll like it, really… At the beginning, it might hurt a little, but I’ll take care of you…”

     Chu Wanning only felt ashamed. He wanted to run away, but his legs felt soft and numb.

     “Don’t say any more…”

     It was probably because Mo Ran understood that Chu Wanning wasn’t really disgusted by it, but in a rare instance of disobedience, he didn’t listen to him. His moist lips still hovered next to Chu Wanning’s ear, as if trying to seduce him, “I’ll do it right… Shizun, if you’re afraid of pain, just use a little medicine. I’ll go buy it… Believe me, once you get used to it, you’ll feel really good.”

     I’ve seen how you were fucked to the point of losing yourself in the previous life. But at that time, it was because of hatred, a punishment.

     In this life, I only want you to hold me, to become one with your body and soul, never to be separated again. I want you to like me, I want you to feel good, I want you never to forget me.

     He kissed him, his eyes like fire stirred up by wet firewood. These words were said with both mischief and tenderness, spoken shamelessly, but sincerely, seductively, yet fierce.

     But his next words were truly shameless. The first half of the sentence was respectful, but the second half really was too forward.

     “My good Shizun, will you let me in next time?”