This wasn’t a good place for conversation. Taxian-Jun held Chu Wanning in his arms and returned to Wushan Palace in a flash. Xue Meng and the others were no longer on the roof. He supposed that intelligent people such as Mei Hanxue would know to retreat temporarily.

     He raised his foot and kicked the door, entering the warm and dry hall from the wet rain and wind.

     The light that had been left behind to wait for Chu Wanning had already gone out.

     Taxian-Jun didn’t care. Since the moth wouldn't fly into the fire, he could also reluctantly become a hunting spider and bring his prey to his nest with his eight eerie, sharp legs.

     He suddenly pushed Chu Wanning onto the bed, looking down at the silent, pale-faced man with cold eyes.

     He felt that he had a lot to say, but after moving his lips, all that came out was an unpleasant sentence:

     “What, does This Venerable One have to become a person like him before you’re willing to raise your head and look at This Venerable One again?”

     He twisted Chu Wanning’s face and forced those dark eyes to look at him. Under his fingers, that face was wet and cold.

     “Chu Wanning, you better understand one thing.” He gritted his teeth and said, “There is no longer a Mo-zongshi in this world. Even if you don’t want to let go, he will never come back.”

     Chu Wanning seemed to have been stabbed by a needle, and his numb expression actually trembled faintly. Such a reaction undoubtedly caused Taxian-Jun to feel even more jealous and resentful. His heart suddenly burned with rage, and he suddenly pressed against the other person’s ice-cold lips.

     From kissing to undressing, everything was done with ease. Although the man in front of him was a resolute person, after biting at him like this for so many years, he naturally knew exactly how to take him apart and devour him.

     His manner of resistance was exactly the same as in the previous life, and Taxian-Jun easily dispersed his retaliation before reaching for a pill that had been previously prepared at the bedside and bringing it to his lips without an explanation.

     “Regardless, it’s a reunion after a long separation. This Venerable One doesn’t want to see your indifferent and unwilling expression. Here, eat it.”

     When Chu Wanning frowned and began to struggle, his eyes turned cold. The force of his hands was cruel and brutal, and he almost made Chu Wanning’s lips bleed before barely managing to stuff the pill into his mouth. He then immediately leaned over and sucked on his thin pair of lips.

     His rough tongue reached in and pressed against the drug meant to soften the bones and body, pushing it wetly and forcefully into Chu Wanning’s throat.

     “Agh…”

     The dense, rusty smell melted and dissolved in his mouth as the soft, moist tongue pushed the pill against his throat. Chu Wanning was unable to break free and finally swallowed it whole.

     When Mo Ran let go of him, he immediately arched his body and started coughing violently. He was so disgusted that he started to retch.

     “Your throat is so shallow?”

     “...”

     “Why didn’t you seem to be about to vomit when you had him in your mouth back then?”

     Chu Wanning’s face suddenly changed color, and he turned back with his eyes wide, as if he’d seen a ghost in broad daylight, staring at Taxian-Jun’s pale, mocking face.

     “What, you think no one knows about the things you did with him?” Taxian-Jun said, looking smug and annoyed at the same time. “Actually, This Venerable One knows about the unseemly things you two did better than anyone.”

     As he spoke, he took off his rain-soaked robe and climbed onto the bed. The soft animal fur blanket immediately dipped, and his broad, well-proportioned shoulders curved slightly as he propped himself up with his arms and looked down at the man lying beneath him.

     His wet hair hung down, and the droplets of rain dripped onto Chu Wanning’s cheeks, reflecting Taxian-Jun’s eyes.

     Taxian-Jun’s eyes were dark. He leaned down and stretched out his tongue to lick the crystalline droplets of water away.

     He felt Chu Wanning’s body suddenly tense up and laughed softly. “Why are you still so sensitive?”

     “...” If in the past Chu Wanning would have cursed him, angrily denouncing him and telling him to get lost, then his current self could experience no greater sorrow than the death of his heart, and only bit his lip, not saying a word or cursing.

     But his fingertips and bones still couldn’t help but tremble slightly. He deeply hated being at the mercy of others.

     Seeing that he felt uncomfortable, Taxian-Jun instead began to take his time. Looking at the face of the person beneath him, which gradually flushed from shock and the effects of the drug, he said slowly, “Speaking of which, he hasn’t put it inside you from behind very much, has he?”

     His hand trailed downward as he whispered in his ear.

     “Tell me, are you still as tight there as you were before?”

     He had such a handsome face, but said such dirty words. His voice grew more and more seductive, the caress of his fingertips becoming more and more wanton. The effects of the drug intensified more clearly under his caress. As he looked at the face he’d been thinking about day and night, Taxian-Jun’s adam’s apple bobbed, and his voice was deep and heavy.

     “If you don’t answer, I’ll go in and see for myself… Let me see if you miss me inside…”

     The drug was very effective and worked very quickly. Chu Wanning’s back was already sore and he couldn’t exert any strength in his whole body. He could only let Taxian-Jun press himself into his body and put his legs over his shoulders.

     He suddenly closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling.

     Unlike Mo Ran in the past, Taxian-Jun never bothered with much foreplay and was rarely gentle. Chu Wanning could hear him clearly as he removed his robe, and in the next moment, the scorching heat was pressed against him, eager to invade.

     At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door. “Your Majesty, Senior Sacred Hand invites you to—”

     “Get lost!”

     Along with the shout, there was also the sound of a porcelain cup breaking. Before the ignorant servant could come in, he grabbed a nearby teacup and smashed it against the door.

     The palace door immediately closed, and no one dared to enter and disturb them again.

     Taxian-Jun’s rough thumb rubbed Chu Wanning’s lips. “You see, it’s only you and me here. There can only be you and me.”

     There was a storm outside, rain blowing with crashes of thunder and flashes of lightning.

     The emperor’s bed in Wushan Palace, which had been cold and empty for many years, finally welcomed the person’s return. Taxian-Jun focused on Chu Wanning’s reactions under him, watching the man’s skin redden under the effect of the drug. He felt that the fire in his heart that had been extinguished for many years was finally revived on this night.

     His Chu Fei, his Wanning, his dying embers reviving once more in this world…

     At this moment, all his life’s warmth was returned to his arms.

     “No one will disturb us anymore. Shizun… This Venerable One’s Chu Fei.” Emperor Taxian-Jun pressed down and leaned close to Chu Wanning’s ear to whisper, “It’s said that after a long separation is better than as newlyweds. You and This Venerable One have been separated for so long. You see, This Venerable One isn’t an indiligent husband.”

     As he spoke, his hand slid down and grasped Chu Wanning’s hand.

     He pried open Chu Wanning’s curled up and trembling fingers one by one with indescribable force, first unfolding them, then bringing them to his lips and kissing them carefully. Then he forced Chu Wanning’s hand to touch all the way down, forcing Chu Wanning to hold his thick cock, which was already so hard that the veins bulged.

     “Mm…” Taxian-Jun sighed almost deliberately in a low and hoarse voice, as if he’d made up his mind to make Chu Wanning feel the humiliation of serving a man and let Chu Wanning understand that the person pressing down on him at this moment was the fearless Taxian-Jun, not that ever-fearful and timid Mo-zongshi, who dared not do anything.

     Mo-zongshi…

     Thinking about how his own self of this life had received such care from Chu Wanning, jealousy burned in his mind again, and his eyes turned red.

     While holding Chu Wanning’s hand tightly on his cock, Taxian-Jun thrust twice into the palm of his hand and whispered passionately in Chu Wanning’s ear, “Does the Beloved Consort feel it?”

     “...”

     “This Venerable One owes you so many years of favor. Don't you miss it so much?” His adam’s apple rolled with desire, and his low, hoarse voice almost pressed into Chu Wanning’s bones and blood. “It doesn’t matter. The night is still very long… You can do it for as long as you want. This Venerable One will definitely feed you personally until you’re satisfied in bed, until you’re insatiable.”

     He was clearly very desperate, eager to the point of being overwhelmed, eager to the point of fury, so eager that he wished he could devour the other person’s flesh and blood. But he still stubbornly blamed the other when he was at fault and insisted that it was Chu Wanning who wanted it, even accompanied with an appearance of selfless devotion to satisfying the other person’s desires.

     It was true that Emperor Taxian-Jun, and only Emperor Taxian-Jun, could stir up the wisps of emotions that belonged to a living person in Chu Wanning when he was so heartbroken.

     Chu Wanning suddenly opened his moist, red phoenix eyes, glaring at him with both rage and drowsiness. Yet Taxian-Jun sighed contentedly. “It’s been a long time since you’ve looked at This Venerable One like that.”

     “Seeing eyes like this, it must undoubtedly be you.” 

     As soon as the words fell, he suddenly lowered his head and caught Chu Wanning’s soft earlobe. The ear was originally one of Chu Wanning’s most sensitive places, and after taking the aphrodisiac, he could no longer maintain his self-control.

     A thunderous shock like thunder and lightning ran through his numb back, and Chu Wanning trembled violently! But his reaction was only answered with more wanton licking and sucking from Taxian-Jun. The earlobe was sucked into his mouth, and his rough tongue imitated the movements of sexual penetration and pressed into his ear, licking it, wet and hot.

     Amidst the intense stimulation, Chu Wanning heard Taxian-Jun mutter in a low voice, “There should be an earring here…”

     The voice was like that of a tyrant suppressing endless fury or like an abandoned dog burying endless melancholy.

     Taxian-Jun kissed Chu Wanning repeatedly in the place where he’d pierced Chu Wanning’s ear in the previous life, desperately trying to prove that this person was his again. His actions suddenly became hurried and rough. He grabbed Chu Wanning’s hand and forced Chu Wanning to hold his cock against the entrance he’d been longing for day and night. “Hold it yourself and put This Venerable One in.”

     Chu Wanning gritted his teeth and wanted to break free from his hand, but Taxian-Jun’s strength was astonishing, not to mention that he used one hundred percent of his strength, and the meridians on his strong arms were protruding.

     Taxian-Jun insisted, “Put it in yourself.”

     As he said this, he pressed the tip against the soft hole in a profane manner.

     The moist, round head of his cock pressed against that intimate place and began to push and open him up slowly, the breathing of both people becoming a little rapid. Taxian-Jun wanted so badly to just ruthlessly thrust into him in one go and make this man whom he thought about endlessly wrap around him tightly, sucking him in.

     As for Chu Wanning, he had bitten his lips until they bled, his eyes wide open. He gasped, but didn’t say anything and didn’t obey. He looked at the man in front of him with grief, and after a while, his throat was choked with sobs. “Mo Ran…”

     Mo Ran, you’re not like this… You’re not like this. Master… in the previous and present lifetimes… didn’t…

     Didn’t protect you well.

     For two lifetimes, I watched you descend into madness and watched you die.

     It’s my fault. I’ve spent all my life just to fail completely. I can’t save you.

     “Why are you…” Taxian-Jun was stunned. “Why are you crying?”

     Was he crying?

     He couldn’t feel it. The fire in his body was too hot, and Taxian-Jun seemed determined to turn his bones into mud. The aphrodisiac he had fed him before was very strong. It wasn’t until Taxian-Jun spoke that he realized that there really was something wet and hot slipping from the corners of his own eyes, sliding down and flowing into his hair.

     Taxian-Jun’s expression suddenly became very bizarre for a moment, as if indignant, as if jealous, as if at a loss, as if…

     Chu Wanning closed his eyes.

     He thought he must be crazy to see a trace of heartache in those dark, purplish eyes.

     It was just an illusion, nothing more.

     But in this silence, Taxian-Jun suddenly picked him up, as if afraid that he would turn to dust and disappear, and held him tightly in his arms. Taxian-Jun didn’t speak again, nor did he force him to do anything. He let Chu Wanning sit on his thighs, and after a moment, turned his handsome face and kissed him deeply.

     “Wanning… Wanning…”

     The kiss was wet and impatient, painful and frenzied. Taxian-Jun’s broad hand caressed Chu Wanning’s waist, then suddenly removed a bottle from the depths of the pillows and rubbed the bottle of ointment that had been prepared long ago.

     When Chu Wanning saw the ointment, his mind went numb.

     Eternal Affection Poison ointment.

     Taxian-Jun had used this kind of ointment on him once before. Even though his heart was in a state of chaos and sadness, Chu Wanning still felt a fear that seeped into his bones—he had seen the efficiency of this ointment, and now he had also been fed another internal aphrodisiac, but this madman, Taxian-Jun, he, he still…

     Chu Wanning struggled to push him away, but there was no strength left in his body.

     “No… Mo Ran… you can’t…”

     “Shh.” Taxian-Jun’s eyes were dark and unclear. “This Venerable One and him are different. If you use this, you’ll know that only This Venerable One has the ability to serve you well and make you feel relaxed and comfortable. What can that untrustworthy hypocrite do?”

     After this, he dipped his fingers in the ointment and inserted them into Chu Wanning’s hole without saying a word. Chu Wanning let out a muffled groan, his muscular waist and back tightening. But the more he was like this, the more Taxian-Jun pushed the ointment into his body, stimulating him.

     “Your lips are bitten. If people see, they will think This Venerable One is bullying you again.” As Taxian-Jun touched him, he stared at him with his pair of dark eyes. “What do you think the whole world will believe if they see it? Do you want everyone to know what kind of person you are? To know that the dignified Beidou Immortal, who looks so aloof and proud… serves the ruler with sex and has been fucked in bed by This Venerable One countless times?”

     “...” Chu Wanning’s breathing was hot, and his waist was tense, but he still couldn’t help trembling slightly.

     “Chu Fei, This Venerable One has, over the years, often thought that if you were a woman, would our ending be much better than it is now? Over the years, you have been favored every night… It’s unknown how many of This Venerable One’s children you would have conceived.”

     Taxian-Jun’s fingers made a sticky and intimate sound as they slid in and out of his inner walls. His other hand urgently caressed Chu Wanning’s waist, which had softened and could no longer support him. Then his hand moved from his waist to his firm abdomen, stroking it intimately.

     “If that were the case, it would have been good for you and This Venerable One.” As Taxian-Jun touched him with both hands, he whispered in a seductive and hoarse voice, “For the sake of having a child from the two of us, would we leave each other some face? It may not have ended up like this today.”

     His eyes moved inch by inch, from Chu Wanning’s forehead, to his furrowed brows, to his straight nose, and to his stubbornly silent thin lips.

     Taxian-Jun’s eyes turned cold. “Unfortunately, it’s just a dream.”

     He pulled his fingers out, also bringing some thick and sticky ointment with them. With the aphrodisiac and fragrant ointment, how long could this saintly person last? He knew Chu Wanning’s limits.

     He trampled on them.

     The hot and wet fluids leaked out from the slightly opened passage, and Taxian-Jun no longer wanted to mess around. No one could know his mood at this moment. This emperor, who had tasted all the beauties in the world, actually felt a little like a young man who had just tasted forbidden fruit for the first time at this moment. He wanted to immediately devour the person in front of him and completely possess him, as if the warmth in his arms would disappear after this short night.

     He was afraid.

     He was very afraid of Chu Wanning leaving.

     So he didn’t have any more time to spare. He held his hard, swollen cock and pressed it against the already wet entrance. The huge cockhead slowly pushed him open, and then suddenly thrust inside.

     “Ah…!” Chu Wanning’s body suddenly tightened, and he moaned in a low voice. That hot and thick cock pierced inside him, and his waist suddenly softened. He gasped for breath under Taxian-Jun, and a cold sweat soaked his naked back.

     Taxian-Jun closed his eyes in ecstasy as the waves of pleasure from being completely enveloped rolled through him like a tide. In that moment, he almost felt as if he’d never experienced his life and death of loneliness.

     He had his Shizun again, his Chu Fei, his Wanning. He was fucking him; he was inside of him, penetrating him, occupying him, humiliating him, and taking care of him.

     He felt his burning cock being tightly sucked in by Chu Wanning’s inner walls, wrapping around him. Chu Wanning’s body also loved him and longed for him.

     “Shizun, you’re still so tight inside.”

     Chu Wanning closed his eyes tightly, but his entire body was shaking all over. All the lust in his body was scorching, and his skin was flushed like he was drunk. He felt deeply hurt and ashamed, but these emotions were washed away by the drugs, and the stimulation and comfort of Mo Ran’s invasion spread all over his body like ink on paper.

     Taxian-Jun raised his head and bit his ear, holding him tighter. The man’s cock inside was too big, and Chu Wanning’s brows knitted as he pushed deeper and deeper, his expression pained as he gasped softly.

     “Hurts?” Taxian-Jun took in his reaction, then said hoarsely, “Bear with it. It’ll be good after you’re open. Shizun, I’ll remind you how good it is when you’re with me.”

     Perhaps because the drug had confused his mind and everything was becoming increasingly unclear for Chu Wanning, or perhaps because Taxian-Jun didn’t say “This Venerable One” in his forgetfulness but instead used a simple “I” just like when nothing had happened, Chu Wanning’s eyes almost appeared to be in a daze. Those eyes, which had been sharp and cold for nearly half his lifetime, were surprisingly soft at this moment.

     This look stimulated the eager emperor. The emperor hugged him, sitting up on the bed covered with scattered bedding and pillows, and began to thrust his hips hard and deep.

     Chu Wanning bit his lips tightly at first and refused to make any sound, but as Taxian-Jun’s thrusts became even fiercer, and he heard Taxian-Jun’s unrestrained gasps, he gradually lost control, and some broken, low gasps escaped his lips. The sound was very hoarse and light, but Taxian-Jun seemed to have heard the most pleasurable cries and penetrated deeper into Chu Wanning’s body with growing excitement.

     “Call out.”

     “...”

     “Why are you resisting it? It’s not like you haven’t yelled out before in your previous life. You want This Venerable One to fuck you, want This Venerable One have sex with you… want to wrap your legs around This Venerable One’s waist, want come inside you and to not pull out after…”

     Chu Wanning’s face reddened so deeply that it was as if blood would drip out, but Taxian-Jun only kept recounting those scandalous former accounts in his ear, as if he were showing off his treasures. He emphasized his statement with a particularly rough thrust.

     Taxian-Jun’s actions were almost stubborn, almost predatory. He continued thrusting in and out like this for a while, then suddenly lay back on the bed and pulled Chu Wanning down. He had Chu Wanning lie on top of him, pressed against his chest, and pressed his moist lips firmly against Chu Wanning’s. He kissed him fiercely as he suddenly buried himself deep inside him again at an oblique angle.

     “Ah…”

     This angle immediately hit the sensitive spot in Chu Wanning’s body. Taxian-Jun could feel that the person in his arms suddenly softened as more moist, sticky fluids flowed from his passage. Taxian-Jun laughed softly, as if to demonstrate his ability. “Is it good? Isn’t your husband still the best?”

     He didn’t expect Chu Wanning to answer, and also knew that Chu Wanning would never answer.

     The emperor was almost pathetically satisfied with himself as he whispered, “This Venerable One knows you like being fucked here. Every time you’re fucked like this, you’re so wet. It’s so shameless.”

     Having said this, his cock rammed mercilessly against the place that made Chu Wanning tremble the most. He was buried deep inside Chu Wanning’s body, and for a moment, he was wrapped in such tenderness that he was unwilling to pull out, so he simply stayed inside and rocked inside him, thrusting shallowly but rapidly like this into the wet channel.

     It was Chu Wanning’s most sensitive place. He was being stimulated by drugs and by such wild and fast movements, only to feel the huge cockhead repeatedly press against the place that made his entire body go limp and numb, incessantly assailing it. Chu Wanning was disoriented for a moment, his phoenix eyes turning red and his focus scattering. He couldn’t help but gasp in a low voice, “Ah… ah…”

     As if he’d received great validation, Taxian-Jun tightly grasped Chu Waning’s strong waist and abdomen with his broad hands, and his hips suddenly slammed violently and urgently. The thrusts were both hurried and ferocious, crude and tight. “Shout louder, Shizun…”

     Chu Wanning was unwilling and bit his lips even harder. But Taxian-Jun pressed relentlessly against that sore and numb place, thrusting hard and fast as lightning. The poison ointment leaking out from inside of him was very wet, and Chu Wanning couldn’t bear it at all. He almost seemed to be dying as his lips suddenly loosened, and he shouted despairingly, “Ahh, ah, ah, ah…”

     “How is it? Do you enjoy being fucked by your disciple? You’re so tight inside. Shizun… why do you suck your disciple in like this?”

     Chu Wanning was being stimulated more at this moment than he was in his previous life. He couldn’t hear clearly what Taxian-Jun was saying. He opened his pair of eyes, which were moist and red at the corners, and lay weakly on Taxian-Jun’s strong chest as he was held down and fucked viciously.

     The ointment had turned into foam, mixed with a large pool of sticky and slick liquid, and squeezed out from the place where the two were tightly connected. Chu Wanning’s thighs were wet, but how could Taxian-Jun think it was enough?

     Those purplish black eyes were covered with lust, filled with endless spring. Taxian-Jun stared at his Shizun’s face, which was red from pain and pleasure. His eyes were nearly obsessive.

     He grabbed Chu Wanning’s hand and led him to touch his lower abdomen. He thrust up quickly and panted, “It’s fucked you so deep. It’s about to come out. Shizun, can you feel it?”

     The round and thick cock reached deep inside Chu Wanning’s body with every thrust, and the moist and vigorous shaft pounded fiercely inside the wet channel. Chu Wanning was nearly falling apart, choking with sobs amidst the sounds that would make one flush with excitement. “Ah, ah, ah, ah, Mo, Mo Ran…”

     Mo Ran…

     Mo Ran.

     Many years flashed before his eyes, and the man grew from a youth to a mature adult, scenes from both lifetimes intertwined together. Chu Wanning’s mind had already been shattered into pieces, and the overwhelming desire and deep affection even gave him an illusion. He didn’t know which life was real and which life was far away. Under the collision of extreme pain and extreme pleasure, everything was broken. His world was shattered into fragments, falling like snowflakes, and each fragment was a reflection of Mo Ran—laughter, tears, righteousness, and madness.

     He saw the figures of Taxian-Jun and Mo-zongshi merging together at the end of this boundless snowfall, holding an oil-paper umbrella and quietly looking at him. The pair of purplish black eyes were both honorable and nefarious. The snow grew heavier and heavier, and both the emperor and zongshi were gone. At the end of the snowstorm now stood the frail and weak figure of the young Mo Ran from when they first met.

     The young boy looked up from under the umbrella and smiled a little sadly. “Xianjun, I have to leave now… Please pay attention to me… okay…?”

     For the last time.

     Please pay attention to me.

     No matter which one of me, after this war, perhaps we will be parted forever.

     Please pay attention to me. In the beginning of our lives as master and disciple, I begged you for a long time, but you never acknowledged me. In the end, I’m only left with this broken body to force you to entangle with me. Please don’t detest my madness and ignorance.

     Please pay attention to me. Alright?

     “Mo Ran…” Chu Wanning’s heart throbbed painfully, and he was almost in a state of fear and despair. When he recovered his senses, he had already embraced Taxian-Jun’s body and choked with emotion, “Mo Ran…”

     Taxian-Jun was startled for a moment; he was stunned and at a loss. Because even amidst the few times of the most lingering and gentle lovemaking in the previous life, Chu Wanning had never taken the initiative to hold him.

     He was in a daze for a while, then suddenly cursed in a low voice and flipped Chu Wanning on his back, pressing him back down under his body. He lifted Chu Wanning’s long legs and penetrated inside, fucking him violently from top to bottom.

     Chu Wanning knitted his sword-like brows and what swayed before his eyes seemed to be the curtain of Wushan Palace but also seemed to be the inn of Wuchang Town. That was the first time he went to bed with Mo Ran in this life, but in the blink of an eye, it seemed to be separated by a lifetime.

     He tilted his head back and gasped in a low and hoarse voice, like sounds of pleasure. “Ah…” The voice was filled with passion, and although it wasn’t loud, it seemed to ignite all the blood in Taxian-Jun’s body. He fucked him fiercely, and he was the only one refelected in his eyes.

     “Wanning… Wanning…”

     Hot sweat trickled down their bodies as if to fuse their two naked figures together. They made love on the large bed where they’d done this countless times in their previous lives, entangling and sticking to each other like glue.

     Taxian-Jun changed their positions many times, as if he wanted to make up for all those years of absence in one night. For a while, he had Chu Wanning lay on the bed and fucked him fiercely from behind; for a while, he also had Chu Wanning straddle him and ride his cock; for a while, he even carried Chu Wanning out of the bed to press him against the wall and thrust inside forcefully. That was his Chu Fei, and he would do whatever he wanted and fuck him however he wanted. He wanted to caress him in every way, to be tender towards him, to torment him, and to own him completely.

     He wanted Chu Wanning to be his in every reincarnation, every lifetime. No one could take him away, and no one could steal him, not even himself.

     Finally, he pushed Chu Wanning onto the large bed and put a cushion under his already sore waist. Even though he clearly knew that it was impossible, he still had such an instinct to make his partner pregnant with his child, like a primitive beast. Like this, he raised Chu Wanning’s waist and held Chu Wanning, kissing him passionately with his scorching lips as his hips snapped aggressively and quickly.

     “Baobei, you feel so good inside, ngh…” The man gasped rapidly, the pleasure gradually building, and the speed of his thrusts became faster and faster, his breathing becoming heavier and heavier.

     He lifted Chu Wanning’s waist higher, and Chu Wanning was almost unable to take it anymore. His clenched hands grasped the sheets, and his fair wrists spasmed.

     “Ah… ah… slow, slow down…”

     Taxian-Jun thrust in and out too forcefully, and his cock suddenly slipped out. The momentary emptiness made Chu Wanning open his eyes and gasp for breath uncontrollably. But soon, the man grasped his wet and slippery cock again, and the vigorous cockhead once again lined up against his buttocks after a short while. He was impatient again and pierced in even more ferociously than before.

     “Ah—!”

     “It’s almost there.” Taxian-Jun held Chu Wanning’s suddenly limp waist and thrust rapidly inside of him. He lowered his head and kissed Chu Wanning’s sweaty forehead, his adam’s apple rolling as he panted. “Baobei, lift your hips higher. Let me cum inside… ah…” Chu Wanning’s walls suddenly clenched around him, and he furrowed his brows, almost moaning from the pleasure.

     He immediately pushed his body down roughly and fucked him ruthlessly while Chu Wanning’s legs hung powerlessly on his waist, his toes quivering.

     “I’m going to cum, cum inside you… Wanning…” Taxian-Jun looked down at Chu Wanning’s face. He stared closely at that flushed face with eyes full of madness and obsession.

     With a final dozen fierce, wet thrusts, Taxian-Jun pounded against Chu Wanning’s sensitive spot. Suddenly, he groaned, and a fierce, powerful stream of semen shot out, pouring wave after wave into the most sensitive part of Chu Wanning’s body.

     The two held each other tightly and shouted almost at the same time, “Ah…”

     They came at the same time, but Chu Wanning wasn’t as unruly as Taxian-Jun and couldn’t keep going over and over again. Since the two of them had gone to bed, he’d already come twice, and this time, he barely had anything left. But when Taxian-Jun came, his semen was too much and too thick. He lifted Chu Wanning’s slender legs high and forced Chu Wanning to accept all of his come, which made the low, hoarse sounds in his throat change in tune at the intensity.

     After a long time, Taxian-Jun put Chu Wanning’s legs down and leaned over to press heavily against Chu Wanning’s body.

     He felt Chu Wanning trying to move and pull the pillow out from beneath him and suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Chu Wanning’s wrist to stop him. He looked down at Chu Wanning’s face, which was ensnared by love and desire after his climax, and his purplish black pupils flashed with a strange light.

     His invincible mortal enemy.

     His Shizun, who couldn’t be desecrated.

     The pure and clean immortal in the eyes of the world.

     The man he once couldn’t ask for…

     Finally, he had fucked him again until his legs were wide open, and he was filled with his come, his firm thighs unable to close as he was forced to accommodate him. The feeling of conquering the strong was simply ecstasy all the way to his bones. Taxian-Jun felt his cock, which had just been spent, grow hard, beginning to stir again.

     Chu Wanning was his addiction. As long as his stubborn eyes, wet with tears but still fierce, so much as glanced at him, a wildfire would ignite in his heart, burning all the way to his lower body…

     So he grabbed Chu Wanning’s hand, kissed the back of it, and whispered, “Don’t move. Keep it there for a while.”

     “...” He still hadn’t pulled out after coming but pushed it inside again. He could feel the wetness and heat inside, the thick fluid seeping out where the two of them were joined tightly. Taxian-Jun’s throat rolled, and he captured Chu Wanning’s lips with his own, kissing him insatiably. “Do you feel it? It’s all still inside. Don’t let it leak out. In a while, This Venerable One… will still continue again.”

     Taxian-Jun did not speak falsely.

     That night, he entangled with Chu Wanning over and over again several times until half of the animal skin pelt on the large bed had slipped off, and in addition to the musky smell of the animal pelt itself, it was also widely splashed obscenely by the release of the two people. The entire bed was full of obscenity… It was only in the middle of the night that Taxian-Jun pressed against Chu Wanning’s body and came for the last time. He stroked Chu Wanning’s already wet waist and abdomen and kissed his dazed face.

     His Shizun, his Chu Fei, was once an immortal, untainted by the mundane world, but now he’d been fucked by him so hard that he was bare and naked, ensnared by love and desire. Chu Wanning’s skin seemed to have been soaked in the finest Pear Blossom White and was flushed beautifully. His pair of phoenix eyes were wide open and unfocused, and his breathing was labored. The moist redness in his eyes spread all the way to the corners, and his soft lips were opened slightly, trembling unconsciously.

     Taxian-Jun stared at the moist, trembling lips and couldn’t help but think of how these lips refused to show weakness in front of him but had willingly sucked that Mo-zongshi’s cock…

     He was furious, and even though he had done it so many times, he was still unresigned and thrust again ferociously within Chu Wanning’s contracting body.

     Chu Wanning was disoriented and had already been fucked to climax many times at this moment, so he instinctively wrinkled his brows and let out a hoarse cry, “Ah…”

     “What are you calling? You’re still sucking so tight down there.” Taxian-Jun chuckled softly. “You still like This Venerable One best, right?”

     Of course, he couldn’t get an answer, but it didn’t matter. At least Chu Wanning’s body was honest; at least Chu Wanning had already been fucked to the point of weakness, fucked until he trembled, fucked until he was wet; at least Chu Wanning had been completely speared open and thoroughly fucked by him.

     This powerful body had become so sensitive beneath him, and he used this sensitivity in the afterglow of his climax like a whip to humiliate Chu Wanning. As long as he moved, Chu Wanning would knit his eyebrows uncontrollably as his body spasmed slightly.

     Only he could do this.

     Thinking so, Taxian-Jun raised his hand to touch the other person’s face. Chu Wanning instinctively shrank back but the broad hand still grabbed his jaw and caressed his cheek. His face was clear, but soft and hot to the touch, moist with tear stains.

     After such fierce and crazed entanglement, Taxian-Jun finally confirmed it and murmured in a low voice, “Wanning. You’ve finally returned to the palace. Don’t leave again.”

     The purplish black pupils reflected this face, which was both strong and fragile. After being in a daze for a long moment, Taxian-Jun leaned over and kissed Chu Wanning on the side of his temple and sighed contentedly.

     “Go to sleep.”

     He pulled the messy brocade blanket over both of them.

     “...”

     The night gradually quieted down.

     Taxian-Jun fell asleep holding Chu Wanning, just like on the snowy night on Nanping Mountain, the night before Mo-zongshi died. He had also held him in his arms like this until the lights went out and dawn separated the two of them. It was all the same.

     The tide of lust receded, and Chu Wanning felt like a puppet that had been manipulated until he was broken. His body was covered with sweat and fluids, and he couldn’t say or do anything. He remained in this state for quite a long time, until slowly, his awareness began to return. He began to hear the rain pouring outside and the wind, feel Taxian-Jun’s breathing, his embrace…

     Chu Wanning shifted his unfocused eyes.

     After a while, he turned his head to look at Taxian-Jun’s face, whose eyes were closed as he slept.

     “...” For a moment, Chu Wanning suddenly felt an intense stab of fear. He didn’t know what night it was, and the person beside him was so cold. He was unexpectedly afraid that this body would be the same as the young man on the snowy night on Nanping Mountain and also gradually lose his vitality until he could gradually no longer hear his heartbeat. He started to tremble with fear—

     Why? This was clearly just an empty shell, just a living corpse. So why was it still exactly the same as before, with the same temperament and behavior?

     But of course Taxian-Jun wouldn’t answer, and perhaps even Taxian-Jun himself didn’t know.

     The disordered thoughts and fiery tide of passion slowly faded away, and his eyes eventually cleared. Chu Wanning forced himself to calm down. He was actually, amidst such despair and pain… able to force himself to calm down. Wushan Palace was filled with a strong atmosphere of love and desire. Right… this was Wushan Palace.

     Not Nanping Mountain.

     The person holding him was not Mo-zongshi but Taxian-Jun.

     It was his long-dead lover, disciple, husband… just a living-dead person, a living puppet. Chu Wanning endured the sorrow in his throat and slowly suppressed all of his emotions, removed them, and obliterated them.

     At the end of these two lifetimes, the two of them ended up like this, embracing each other in the depths of this desperate situation. The airflow in the room slowly evened out, and everything returned to peace.

     The last lingering emotions were, from then on, returned to the silent night.

     It was unknown how much time had passed before the movements in the room gradually died down.

     Under the heavily drawn curtains, the stained, slipping blanket was revealed, illuminated by the lightning outside the window. The rainstorm hadn’t stopped but instead grew heavier and heavier.

     Chu Wanning opened his eyes in the dark night; the man beside him had already fallen asleep. Maybe it was because they had been together for so many years and it had become a habit, or maybe it was because Taxian-Jun thought that he was safe since he fed him a muscle-softening powder; in short, the man slept very soundly, completely unguarded. Half of his sturdy chest was still pressed against him, so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

     Chu Wanning turned his head and looked at the man’s face.

     When the Gate of Time, Space, Life, and Death had just opened, he had also come into contact with Taxian-Jun and could still remember the cold touch and deathly stillness of his chest.

     But the person pressed up against him now had a heartbeat.

     The spiritual core that had been dug out had formed a heart-like object within Taxian-Jun’s body.

     —Don’t think about it too much. Mo Ran is already dead. No matter which world it is, he’s already dead.

     This was what Chu Wanning told himself as he heard the slow, powerful heartbeat.

     Mo Ran is dead. This is just a body without a soul.

     You know what should be done.

     His heart was as hard as iron, and a brilliant light began to gather in his palms. But this light flickered between bright and dim, then finally went out again.

     Chu Wanning stared silently at the man beside him.

     The light was very dim, and when Taxian-Jun closed his eyes and dropped his eyelashes, it was even more difficult to tell whether it was the past or present life.

     Chu Wanning suddenly felt that this was actually very similar to the rainy night when they first slept together in Wuchang Town. That night, he had actually woken up as well and leaned over to gently kiss Mo Ran’s sleeping face.

     No. …No, no, no.

     Mo Ran is already dead… Even if he has a heartbeat, he’s just a corpse; even if he can speak, he’s lost his soul.

     Dead.

     But why does he still remember what happened after he reincarnated? Why do the emotions in his eyes look so real and full? Why…?

     Chu Wanning shuddered and couldn’t bear to think about it any longer.

     Gritting his teeth, a light rose in his hand and Huaisha was summoned, condensing into a golden short sword with a shimmering light. In an instant, he turned, closing his eyes, and, without a thought, used all his strength to stab towards Taxian-Jun’s chest!!

     With a “sha” sound, the sword hilt went straight down!

     Chu Wanning suddenly opened his eyes, and there was no trace of anyone around him. Huaisha’s sharp blade pierced through the bed, but the holy weapon that could cut through metal like mud did not strike the living-dead emperor in the end.

     The rain poured down so rapidly that the window on the east side that hadn’t been repaired for a long time suddenly burst open violently in the stormy night, allowing the heavy rain to pour in along with a gust of chilling wind.

     The bright lightning cracked in the sky and shone in the room, illuminating a frightening face beside the bed.

     “This Venerable One still naïvely thought that you probably wouldn’t attack again.”

     “...” Chu Wanning slowly turned around.

     Taxian-Jun leaned against the bedpost, with a shallow cut on his bare chest from when he’d dodged just now. He didn’t mind it at all and only looked at Chu Wanning coldly. “Never thought you would still want to kill me.”

     He flashed forward with astonishing speed and caught Chu Wanning’s wrist in an instant. With a crisp crack, he dislocated Chu Wanning’s arm.

     “Are you surprised that I seem to be stronger than ever before?” Taxian-Jun stared at Chu Wanning’s face, which was pale with pain although he still remained silent, and said lightly, “You’ve never seen any of these disabling moves before, right?”

     He paused and almost seemed a little self-depreciating. “Actually, there’s nothing to be surprised about. If you were left alone here, you wouldn’t be familiar with anyone and could never let your guard down. The most interesting thing left to do every day would be to practice martial arts. After doing this for seven or eight years, you’ll have made great progress.”

     Huaisha’s bright light was lost and turned into fragmented shadows, merging back into Chu Wanning’s bones and blood.

     Taxian-Jun stared at him and said, “Shizun, in the past, you taught me all my moves. But that’s not the case now.”

     “...”

     “How long has he been reborn? I’ve been suffering in this world for almost as long. And now that I’ve obtained his spiritual core,” As he spoke, he rubbed Chu Wanning’s brows with his rough, calloused thumb. “it’s impossible for Shizun to kill me with his ability.”

     After a while, he seemed to remember something and said, “Shizun probably doesn’t know what I’ve been doing in this ruined mortal world all these years, right?”

     His tone was intimate, and he never referred to himself as “This Venerable One” again.

     “I’ll take you to see it now.”

     The place he wanted to bring Chu Wanning wasn’t far away. It was in the back mountain of Sisheng Peak, where the boundary of the lower cultivation world was at its weakest.

     His clothes were soaked from the previous fight, and Chu Wanning’s clothes were torn beyond repair and could no longer be worn. But Taxian-Jun wasn’t worried about this. With a snap of his fingers, he sent orders with a Spirit Butterfly, and a moment later, Liu-gong came into the hall holding a stack of clean clothes.

     From the small gap in the curtain, Chu Wanning saw the old servant, whom he hadn’t seen in many years, and didn’t know what to feel.

     “Your Majesty, the clothes have arrived.”

     “You're the only one who knows where these old clothes were, and you packed them up quite quickly.” Taxian-Jun said indifferently, “Put them there. You can leave.”

     Knowing that Chu Wanning was behind the curtain at this moment, the old servant’s hands trembled slightly. Although he wanted to take one more look at his former master, it wasn’t proper, so he still bowed his head, kowtowed on the ground, and then hobbled out of the hall.

     The clothes fit him perfectly. It was impossible for them not to fit him because they were Chu Wanning’s old belongings from his previous life.

     Mo Ran sat beside him with his long legs crossed and silently watched Chu Wanning put on his clothes behind the curtain. His eyes were a little blurred, and no one could know what he was thinking, just as no one knew why Chu-zongshi had been dead for so many years, yet Emperor Taxian-Jun, who had hated him so deeply, still refused to burn those clothes.

     They were obviously things that no one needed anymore.

     It was still raining heavily, and dark clouds rolled in the night sky, a strange phenomenon appearing everywhere. Taxian-Jun languidly opened a rain barrier to cover himself and Chu Wanning. As they walked through the pavilions and towers, the landscape and the faces of the servants all seemed so blurred by the dark sky and gloomy rain.

     “Your Majesty, zongshi.”

     “Greetings, Your Majesty, zongshi.”

     After passing Three Lives Hall, they could already see the ominous red light rising at the back mountain from Naihe Bridge. Taxian-Jun was walking ahead, and at this moment, he turned back and glanced at Chu Wanning with a false smile. “Sisheng Peak is located at the crossroads of yin and yang, and the barrier is at its weakest. You used to come here often to make up for it, but have you ever felt any other aura besides ghost energy?”

     Chu Wanning didn’t answer, but his fingers clenched into fists under the sleeves of his robe.

     He more or less already knew what he was going to see—Shi Mingjing had torn apart the Gate of Time, Space, Life, and Death, controlled the Zhenlong Chess Formation, and merged two worlds. What he was bound to do in the end would certainly not be simple.

     “...”

     “Since you’ve come to this mortal world, you must have passed through many villages and towns.” Taxian-Jun slowed down his pace and walked shoulder to shoulder with him, speaking in a calm tone as if he were just chatting with him. “Didn’t you find all those villages and towns to be awfully quiet?”

     Together, they passed the narrow path leading to the back mountain, brushing aside the lush wisteria flowers.

     After turning another corner, they would reach the cliff at the back mountain.

     Taxian-Jun suddenly stopped in his tracks and stood at the corner. Behind the cliff face, there seemed to be a raging fire, reflecting and causing the mountain rocks to turn crimson. He turned his face to the side, and that strange red glow extended to his eyes. He grinned and gave Chu Wanning an oddly sweet and brilliant smile.

     “This Venerable One will showcase the many years of achievements here. Shizun, please.”