Have some self-respect.
Senior brother, have some self-respect.
Shen Gurong froze like a pillar, pulled by Jing Zhuchen's arm and forced to sit on the bed.
Shen Gurong's face was full of "Senior brother, be normal, I'm scared."
Jing Zhuchen found his reaction hilarious, pounced on him and pinned him to the bed, his breath sweet as orchids, and said ambiguously, "Junior brother, really don't you want to be completely honest with your senior brother and have a heart-to-heart talk?"
Shen Gurong: "..."
Shen Gurong seemed expressionless, staring blankly at Jing Zhuchen, and said coldly, "Senior brother, get dressed."
You're already extremely honest.
Jing Zhuchen laughed and said, "We're already in bed, why bother with clothes? Junior brother, you're such an old-fashioned person."
Shen Gurong: "..."
You're too shameless! Shen Gurong was truly overwhelmed by Jing Zhuchen. He struggled, wanting to escape as quickly as possible, like Chao Jiuxiao, but Jing Zhuchen pressed him down again as soon as he got up.
Shen Gurong begged for mercy, "Senior brother..."
Jing Zhuchen pressed down on him, his ink-black hair cascading down in a disheveled manner, brushing against Shen Gurong's ear, tickling it unbearably.
"Junior brother, you have such a cruel heart," Jing Zhuchen's eyes flickered slightly, as if veiled by a layer of mist, making him look especially pitiful. He whispered, "I've spent years alone in Suihan City, using this worthless body to earn spirit stones for Liren Peak, yet every single one of you runs far away from me. Do you also despise my lowly body like the others?"
Jing Zhuchen had been a succubus since childhood, and naturally chose the Hehuan Path upon growing up. All his techniques were designed to seduce people.
For Jing Zhuchen, all men outside his sect were merely objects for dual cultivation and sustenance. But with his fellow disciples, he wasted his seductive tricks, using them only to feign pitifulness and amuse them.
Shen Gurong didn't know much about Jing Zhuchen, and upon hearing this, he immediately felt incredibly sorry for his fourth senior brother. He had endured humiliation and been forced to sleep with countless men for the sake of Liren Peak, yet they showed him no sympathy whatsoever.
Shen Gurong's heart softened, and he murmured, "Senior brother, you've suffered."
Jing Zhuchen had originally intended to feign pitifulness, but Shen Gurong's repeated "you've suffered" surprised him even more than the previous "have some self-respect."
He paused for a moment before bursting into laughter, completely abandoning his seductive tactics.
Jing Zhuchen sighed, got up, and lay down next to Shen Gurong. Staring at the bed curtains above, he said calmly, "You already have a Daoist partner?"
Shen Gurong was about to get up when he heard this, but his elbow went weak, and he collapsed back down. He exclaimed in shock, "Who told you that?"
Jing Zhuchen tilted his head, resting his head on his jade-like arm, and gave him a sly smile. "I'm a succubus, you know. I usually seduce men who don't have Daoist partners, so naturally I have ways to detect Daoist contracts. I sensed your Daoist contract the moment you arrived."
Shen Gurong: "..."
Shen Gurong's face flushed red. He stammered, "Then...can others see it?"
Jing Zhuchen gave a drawn-out "Oh?" with an ambiguous smile, his laughter becoming even more alluring. He said softly, "Don't worry, I've developed a habit of seducing people over the years. No one else can tell except me."
Shen Gurong finally relaxed.
Jing Zhuchen rose slightly, blinking his long eyelashes as he stared at Shen Gurong, and whispered, "Oh? You really have a Daoist partner? Who is it that could pluck the most beautiful flower from our Liren Peak?"
Shen Gurong coughed dryly, evading the question, "It was just a misunderstanding."
Jing Zhuchen tilted his head, "Hmm? Tell your senior brother?"
Shen Gurong had no choice but to recount the embarrassing incident of his mistakenly forming a Daoist bond.
After he finished speaking, Jing Zhuchen clapped his hands, his smile incredibly gentle, "Such a funny thing, and Xi Guxing didn't even tell me?"
Shen Gurong fell silent.
But then again, whenever Shen Gurong had something embarrassing happen, Xi Guxing would always tell Jing Zhuchen immediately. This time, Jing Zhuchen didn't know?
Jing Zhuchen thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and tapped Shen Gurong's chest, his eyes crinkling. "Hmm? Guxing didn't tell me, could it be because... this isn't funny to him?"
He then drawled an "Oh," and said, "So that's it..."
Shen Gurong didn't understand what he was talking about, and frowned, saying, "I'm wondering how to tell Mu Zhe about this..."
Jing Zhuchen was quite magnanimous, saying, "What's there to resolve? Just become Daoist partners, wouldn't that perfectly solve the problem?"
Shen Gurong: "..."
Shen Gurong had always known that demonic cultivators were dissolute and immoral, and weakly explained, "But we're master and disciple."
Jing Zhuchen said, "Wouldn't that be even more exciting?"
Shen Gurong: "..."
Sure enough, you can't talk about this with demonic cultivators who have no moral boundaries.
After Jing Zhuchen finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to remember something, slightly stroking his chin. After thinking for a long time, he said, "I also want to take on a disciple, and when he grows up, I'll seduce him into my bed."
Shen Gurong: "???"
Jing Zhuchen touched his red lips, which had a few teeth marks on them, and his eyes lit up: "Calling me 'Master' while we're having sex, tsk..."
Shen Gurong: "..."
Shen Gurong sat up, his face flushed, coughed, and said, "I won't disturb you any longer, Senior Brother."
Jing Zhuchen was still immersed in his fantasy. Hearing this, he slightly lifted his leg, crossed it, and with alluring eyes, said softly, "Call any man outside the door for me, two at once will do."
Shen Gurong: "..."
Ahhh!
Shen Gurong hurriedly went out, randomly selected someone to come in, and fled as if escaping.
Before leaving, his heightened hearing during the Mahayana stage almost killed him, as he clearly heard the sounds coming from Jing Zhuchen's room.
Jing Zhuchen: "Try calling me Master?"
"City Lord, I'm older than you."
Jing Zhuchen clicked his tongue, grabbed the man's collar, and pulled him onto the couch. He bit the man's lip and mumbled, "Then I still prefer you calling me City Lord. Every time you call me City Lord, you use a lot of force..."
Then... Shen Gurong almost pushed open the window next to him and jumped off the spirit boat.
His fourth senior brother... was truly an unprecedentedly eccentric person.
The guards on the spirit boat were all at the Nascent Soul stage. He wondered where Jing Zhuchen had gathered so many powerful cultivators loyal to him.
A man led Shen Gurong to the guest boat on the next floor. As soon as Shen Gurong entered, he saw a loud bang as a dragon's tail shattered the wooden wall beside him.
Wood chips flew as Chao Jiuxiao transformed into human form, raising an eyebrow slightly, watching with anticipation. "How about it?" he asked.
Shen Gurong's face was still flushed, but he tried to remain calm, coldly replying, "How about it? You didn't go to see Fourth Senior Brother; he's heartbroken."
Chao Jiuxiao scoffed, "He won't be heartbroken; all he thinks about is sex."
Shen Gurong disagreed, "He truly is."
Chao Jiuxiao paused, his brow furrowing. He probably felt he'd been too impolite to have used his senior brother's pleasure boat without informing him, and might have truly hurt his fourth senior brother's feelings.
"He said it himself?"
Shen Gurong, seeing that Chao Jiuxiao seemed genuinely convinced, hesitated for a moment before nodding enigmatically.
Chao Jiuxiao hesitated for a long time before reluctantly going to the top of the pleasure boat.
A moment later, Chao Jiuxiao transformed into a small black dragon, scrambling back. He must have seen something; his entire body was almost completely red, and he roared furiously, baring his fangs and claws, "Shen Eleven! I'll kill you!!!" Shen Eleven, having tricked his senior brother, fearing Chao Jiuxiao's revenge, had already changed rooms and was now leaning against the window, looking at the scenery below.
The Gu Hong Secret Realm was like an island in a snowy landscape. Before it opened, it resembled an iceberg. In Shen Feng Xue's memory, when the Gu Hong Secret Realm opened, the iceberg would instantly melt, as if a brilliant flower bloomed in the snow, revealing its lush green stamens.
It was hard to imagine that in the snowy northern city, the Gu Hong Secret Realm would be a lush rainforest teeming with ferocious beasts.
Shen Gurong estimated the time; the Gu Hong Secret Realm opened tomorrow, and Mu Zhe should have used his disciple contract… Daoist partner contract to let him know he was safe.
Shen Gurong's ears, which had finally cooled down, turned red again. Not wanting to feel so ashamed, he could only let his mind wander to random thoughts.
His fourth senior brother probably wasn't just a simple courtesan...
Suihan City was the largest brothel and gambling den in the entire Three Realms, with spirit stones flowing in like water every day. Even if Jing Zhuchen was famous throughout the world, he couldn't possibly obtain so many spirit stones every year.
Everyone on the Spirit Boat was at least at the Nascent Soul stage. Were they just guards, or were they Jing Zhuchen's patrons?
What exactly was the Joyous Union Path? Was it simply about cultivating through sexual intercourse to improve one's cultivation?
Could it really be possible for men to do that with other men?
Thinking of this, Shen Gurong's face flushed again. Although he had seen many erotic pictures, nothing was as stimulating as seeing real images.
Shen Gurong covered his face, pressing his forehead against the window, letting the cold wind seeping through the cracks blow on his face to clear his mind and stop thinking about such things.
He was burning up, and finally had to open the window and let the cool breeze blow on him for a while to quell the heat.
Shen Gurong didn't want to go out, fearing he might see something he shouldn't. He stayed in his room all day, and finally, night fell.
He lay on the couch in a thin shirt, drifting in and out of sleep for a short while, before being slowly awakened by the heat emanating from his body.
He heard soft knocking sounds outside the window; it sounded like rain.
Shen Gurong was burning up, and his lower back and abdomen ached inexplicably. The slight friction between the blanket and his body almost made him cry out. He opened his eyes blankly; the candlelight on the table flickered faintly.
He sat up, panting softly for a moment before realizing where he was.
"It's Fourth Senior Brother's spirit boat." Shen Gurong reacted a beat late, rubbing his temples with a headache. He was unbearably hot, and despite the aching, he tried to get some water, but his knees buckled and he fell straight to the floor.
Shen Gurong was stunned by the fall, and it took him a while to try to get up, but his hands were too weak, and he couldn't manage it.
Even if Shen Gurong was slow-witted, he knew something was wrong with him. As he pondered what had happened, he heard the door beside him suddenly open.
Shen Gurong looked up blankly. Jing Zhuchen, holding a candle, strolled towards him. His beautiful face was bathed in warm light, looking unusually gentle, completely devoid of the dazzling and imposing aura he had during the day.
Seeing him, Jing Zhuchen sighed and said, "I knew it."
He placed the candlestick aside, reached out to help Shen Gurong up, and said calmly, "Jiuxiao, Guxing and the others always use their spiritual power to protect themselves when they get close to me. Why don't you learn from them?"
Shen Gurong was still completely bewildered.
Jing Zhuchen chuckled, "The incense in my room is for aphrodisiacs. You were there for half a day, didn't you notice?"
Shen Gurong: "..."
Shen Gurong was completely dumbfounded. He had felt something strange during the day, but Shen Gurong only thought it was because he couldn't handle the stimulating scene, which made him feel ashamed and hot all over. He didn't expect it was because of the incense.
Jing Zhuchen pressed him down on the couch, saying helplessly, "I used my spiritual power to draw out the medicine for you, but you… sigh, what can I say about you?"
Shen Gurong stammered, "Thank you, Senior Brother."
Jing Zhuchen smiled, raising his hand to gently stroke Shen Gurong's brows and eyes, his fingertips sliding to his cheek, as if with some regret, saying, "What a pity for our Eleventh's handsome face; I wonder who will benefit from it in the future."
Shen Gurong: "Senior Brother?"
"Hmm?" Jing Zhuchen responded lazily, reaching out to unbutton Shen Gurong's robe.
Shen Gurong was startled and immediately reached out to stop Jing Zhuchen from unbuttoning his robe.
Jing Zhuchen, used to teasing people, glanced at him with a flirtatious look and laughed, "What are you afraid of? Senior brother isn't going to eat you."
Shen Gurong, fearing he might get physical, stammered, "Does the antidote require...taking off my clothes?"
Jing Zhuchen didn't even blink, "Yes."
Shen Gurong didn't quite believe him, but his brain, in a complete daze, couldn't find a way to refute him.
Seeing his helpless and bewildered appearance, Jing Zhuchen almost laughed out loud, his mischievousness intensifying. He looked down at Shen Gurong, his breath sweet as orchids, "If I don't take off my clothes, senior brother probably won't be able to cure the drug. Junior brother, are you planning to continue suffering, or do you want me to take off my clothes?"
Shen Gurong was in unbearable pain, so he resignedly turned his head away, closed his eyes, and let him be.
Anyway, no matter how much Jing Zhuchen sought a sense of transgression, he would never actually lay a hand on him.
Seeing his reaction, Jing Zhuchen could barely suppress his laughter. He raised his slender fingers and gently untied Shen Gurong's robe.
As he loosened a belt, Shen Gurong subtly trembled. In all his years in Suihan City, Jing Zhuchen had never seen such innocent affection. He smiled and continued untying his robe, his warm palm gently pressing against Shen Gurong's chest.
His earlier words were true; to draw out that alluring fragrance, one had to press it against the heart.
Just as Jing Zhuchen placed his hand on the window, the rustling and banging sounds from outside seemed to intensify. Jing Zhuchen askedin confusion, "What's that outside?"
Shen Gurong didn't even open his eyes, only wanting this torment to end quickly, and casually replied, "It's raining."
Jing Zhuchen: "But it's not raining outside."
Shen Gurong tilted his head in confusion, but he had no time to worry about anything else now, and directly said, "Senior brother, quickly draw the medicine out."
Jing Zhuchen continued to channel his spiritual energy, but he had only drawn halfway when the banging outside grew even louder, as if someone was about to break through the window.
Before Shen Gurong could react, a sword with a fierce, gleaming light pierced through the carved window, and a person stepped over the window frame and broke in.
Shen Gurong stared in astonishment at the tall figure approaching against the light. To prevent Chao Jiuxiao from finding him, he had already set up a barrier around the room. Who could have broken through his barrier and rushed in?
Just as he was about to get up, he heard that tall figure call out coldly.
"Master."
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