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When Bai Tu dashed to the outside of Lingxu Cave, he caught sight of the sword shadows billowing in the skies from a distance. 

Dozens of celestial swords floated outside Lingxu Cave, encircling a familiar figure by blade light in the center. Bai Tu immediately recognized that this was the Tianyan Evil-executing Sword Formation, which was used to punish those who were evil. 

The said sword formation was an array that the Tianyan Sect had prohibited to disclose to anyone. There were five levels of severity that this formation could do—and during this time, it was the lowest level being displayed. If a cultivator who was still below the Nascent Soul stage suffered this, he would inevitably suffer damages to his internal organs and would have to stay in bed for a few days. 

What was worse, Yun Ye was a demon.

If this formation landed on him, Yun Ye’s pure form would be forced out because of the beatings. 

Bai Tu’s eyes narrowed, displeased. 

‘Using the Evil-executing Sword Formation against his disciple. Who gave them the courage?’

Surrounded by the sound of the wind, it trapped Yun Ye within the sword array. Slivers of skin peeked through the rips and holes of his torn robe in several places because of the sword’s intent, and a faint trail of blood seeped through from the inside of his shirt. But his eyes held no panic in them.

Opposite him was a man carrying a longsword in his hand, and between the eyebrows were full of provocation.

“Why aren’t you continuing to show off?” The man sneered at him and contemptuously said, “You’re really trash. I don’t even know what Immortal Zhaohua found interesting in you?”

He paused and then said slyly, “Could it be true as the rumors? That there’s a shameful secret going on between you two?”

Yun Ye’s eyes immediately darkened, and the black qi in the center of his palm lying on his side had already condensed, and a sinister demon light also appeared in his dark orbs. Despite this, Yun Ye said with a profound calmness, “I’ll give you a chance to take this sentence back.”

“Presumptuous, drop your sword!”

Yun Ye’s lips curled up as glimpses of bloodthirsty pleasure flashed in his eyes. He was about to meet the sword formation head-on when a cool breeze suddenly swept from his side and a hand clamped on his wrist.

When the sudden breeze had subsided, the original imposing Zhuxie Sword Array collapsed at once. Dozens of celestial swords rushed down out of control and automatically regained direction as they flew back into their scabbards. With the clanging of swords retracting back into their sheaths, the demon light in Yun Ye’s eyes also dissipated not long after. He raised his eyes to meet a particular pair of pale-colored pupils.

“…Shizun?”

Bai Tu avoided his gaze and yelled at him with voice transmission that only the two of them could hear, “What are you fooling around for? Do you want your identity to be discovered?”

Yun Ye immediately swallowed his brazen look, lowered his eyes, adapting an aggrieved expression, and said, “Master had only reached now. This disciple had almost lost his life here.”

The miserable disciple said, holding Bai Tu’s hand pitifully.

Those hands were very well-born — fair and robust. The fingers were long and thin, well-proportioned but were shockingly soft when they were held. Which didn’t display the bitter hardship of scouring of becoming the now revered Immortal and resembled more like a young master who had lived his life in luxury. 

Yun Ye’s fingertips seemed to accidentally touch the other party’s palm, and his voice became extremely gentle with concern. “Why is Shizun’s hand so cold?” 

The fine hair on the nape of Bai Tu sprung up, and he almost couldn’t help giving this person a slap on the cheek. 

Yun Ye, as a true wolf demon, had an innate higher body temperature than ordinary people. Bai Tu had just soaked in the cold spring for a while, and the refreshing coldness in his body had yet to dissipate. At this moment, when the other party’s hands touched him, Bai Tu only felt that his hand was scorching hot, which made him recall the feeling of being warmly and passionately held last night.

‘With what happened last night, how could this person touch him so casually?!

As if nothing happened?!

Is this person’s face made of the city wall??’

Bai Tu flung Yun Ye’s hand away with a pursed-lip, turned his body around, and stopped looking at him. “Kneel!”

Yun Ye gaped at the plain white back before him. 

The silky robes painted intricately with flowing water and cloud patterns enveloped the slender and thin body seemingly decently and appeared clear and dust-free. The green silk hanging behind him cascaded like a waterfall, creating an illusion of slight dampness from the morning dew, blocking the slender waist that was too thin yet seductive to behold. 

Yun Ye eyed the man’s narrow waist as his Adam’s apple bobbed.

The appearance of Immortal Monarch Zhaohua was highly famous in the world of cultivation, because his face was exquisite. However, it was not perfect.

At least in Yun Ye’s eyes.

In his perception, that person was always cold as frost, showing neither sorrow nor joy, which had weakened the amorous feelings that should be on that face in vain. Had it not been for the light-colored pupils, those peach-shaped eyes should have catered a thousand expressions of tenderness to those it luckily cast. As a result, they added a bit of abstinence to everything, which was exceedingly dull.

But the more that person acted and looked like this, the more he couldn’t help but to “offend” him, desiring to see him ashamed and panicking.

This obscene thought had been lingering in his heart since the first day he became this person’s disciple. 

No, maybe even earlier.

Yun Ye still remembered vividly the scene of his first meeting with Immortal Zhaohua as if it only happened yesterday, although it was already a matter of his previous life. During that time, the wolves abandoned him in the woods and he desperately tried to survive in the harsh weather. Just when his life was about to end, the man miraculously appeared. 

Immortal Lord Zhaohua shone into his gray, desolated, and hopeless life like a dazzling beam of light, occupying his everything.

He had followed Immortal Zhaohua to Tianyan Sect, and although the man seldom appeared in front of him, he always helped Yun Ye secretly when he knew Yun Ye was being bullied. He also transformed into another appearance, taught him to cultivate correctly, and helped him practice. 

That celestial fool always thought that he was hiding well through whatever means, but he didn’t know that Yun Ye had seen all of his secret deeds with his eyes. 

A person who looked like a walking boulder of ice on the outside was softhearted and kind on the inside. Just like now, he was aloof and untouchable. But it looked like a cute little rabbit baring its fangs and claws, making people want to caress and love it dearly. 

Yun Ye’s mouth bent without a trace, and he fell to the ground on one knee without hurrying, kneeling earnestly behind Bai Tu. 

Seeing this scene, the person who started the sword formation revealed his self-pride. 

His name was Mu Xi, and he was a representative of a certain field of the Tianyan Sect. He owned an innate talent, had a profound cultivation base, and a high reputation in school.

Mu Xi entered the Tianyan Sect when he was a child. The person he admired the most in his life was Immortal Zhaohua, and he even recommended himself to join Immortal Zhaohua as a disciple. 

But in life, you could never always get what you wanted.

Why? Because even if he wasn’t qualified to be a disciple of Immortal Monarch Zhaohua, he still wasn’t like this waste of the ten-year practice that couldn’t bear even to form a golden core. 

Fortunately, this person was about to be expelled from the sect.

Thinking of this, Mu Xi became ecstatic. He proudly stepped forward and bowed to Bai Tu in well-behaved conduct. “I have seen Xianjun. Junior Brother Yun injured the disciples guarding the forbidden area and abscond it. This disciple just followed the door rules and caught him.”

Bai Tu’s face was as chilly as the winter in the north, as he asked Yun Ye, “Really?”

“Shizun, I—”

“Shut up.” Bai Tu couldn’t help but interrupt him. “Injuring fellow disciples. Do you have any reason to hurt your peers?”

Yun Ye reluctantly shut his mouth, and Bai Tu said, “I punish you to copy the scriptures three hundred times, and go to the Discipline Pavillion to receive punishment later.”

“… Yes.”

Mu Xi’s eyes grew even more triumphant, but the proud expression on his eyes eventually lost its light, with disbelief apparent on them the moment Bai Tu said, “I haven’t been to this mountain for a long time, so I don’t know that your cultivation has been cultivated to this level. But I want to know one thing….”

Bai Tu raised his eyes, revealing a pair of cold eyes that seemed to transmit bone-numbing chill once it landed on someone. “When did the door rules change that anyone can use the Evil-executing Sword Formation to deal with peers at will?”

The sudden change of events startled Mu Xi, and he staggered on his foot. “Xian-Xian Zun…”

Bai Tu’s voice rang once more. “The Evil-executing Sword Formation is an array of Tianyan Sect’s defense against enemies and demons. Unless the elder agrees, no one can use it privately by any means. Yun Ye has not yet been convicted. Who allowed you to use the sword formation against him?”

Mu Xi’s hands that were covered by the long lapel of his sleeves tightened, and he said in a low, almost trembling, voice, “… This disciple knows what he’s done wrong.”

“It’s good to know what’s wrong.”

As soon as Bai Tu’s crisp voice fell, a breeze blasted from his side, sweeping all disciples off their feet and into the Lingxu Cave. 

“According to the rules of the door, private use of this large battle array should be left to the head of the sect personally. The chief of the sect has gone out and still hasn’t returned. All of you have to face the wall and reflect on your misdeeds until the head returns to the mountain to decide.”

“Xianzun, please forgive me, Xianzun—!”

The barrier of Lingxu Cave closed automatically, isolating the voices of all disciples from the outside world. 

After completing this, Bai Tu glanced back at Yun Ye, who was still obediently kneeling behind him silently.

Bai Tu said, “Get up and go back with me.”

Yun Ye remained motionless. “I’ve been kneeling for a long time, and I can’t stand up.”

Those handsome eyes hung low, and the tone of voice mixed with grievances, as if Bai Tu had wronged him. The latter couldn’t see the tyrannical and fierce look of last night.

Seeing that this person with no conscience of what happened, Bai Tu felt the pain in his waist and butt, angering him even more. 

He pursed his lips, leaving behind a sentence. “Then you can continue to kneel.” He then turned his head and disappeared into the shadow of the sword. 

Bai Tu directly drove the celestial sword back to Luoxia Peak. 

Luoxia Peak was like spring all year round. The freshly melted snow from the high mountains gathered in front of the peak, forming a lake embedded like a jasper on top of the mountain. A row of weeping willows on the banks had just sprouted, bringing a faint fragrant of grass whenever a breeze blew. 

Bai Tu sat in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, pouring himself a cup of warm tea. He tipped his head back as he drank it and only relieved the growing anxiety in his heart. 

He thought he was as upright as possible. If he accidentally gave other people a chance to shoot accidentally while polishing a gun, he may still pretend that nothing had happened. But that person involved was the kid he raised since he was a child. 

There was nothing more embarrassing in this world than this. 

He had to have a serious discussion with that person. 

Not long after Bai Tu sat down his worries, familiar footsteps sounded behind him. He was about to turn his head when a body suddenly pressed itself to his back. 

The low and hoarse voice reverberated close to Bai Tu’s ears — soft, tinged with aggrieved meaning. “Why didn’t Shizun wait for me?”

The warm breath fanned the back of Bai Tu’s ears, immediately making his body stiffen, but Bai Tu didn’t break away.

His heartbeat violently thumped against his rib cage, yet he still tried his utmost to maintain a calm tone. “Let go.”

“I won’t.” Yun Ye tightened his arms and acted spoiled. “Master was so fierce to me today. Did this disciple do something wrong to make Shizun angry?”

‘You don’t know what you did ??’

Bai Tu gritted his teeth in anger and pushed the person away with a bit of force in his hand.

“Shizun, I didn’t intentionally hurt them.” Yun Ye felt that Bai Tu was mad at him because he got into trouble today, so he hastily explained, “It’s just that I couldn’t see Shizun when I woke up. I thought I could serve Shizun today since Shizun visited this disciple, but I couldn’t get out of Lingxu Cave. And… Shizun also knew that they saw me as a thorn in the eye, plus Senior Brother Mu was coincidentally patrolling the area, which caused some unpleasantness in the end.”

Yun Ye half-squatted beside Bai Tu, looked at him, and said, “Shizun worked so hard last night, and I didn’t have the chance to say goodbye in the morning. The disciple is just worried about your body.”

‘He-he-he — what is he talking about!’

Bai Tu’s face burned upon hearing it. He slanted his head and said, “I—I, what should I worry about?”

Yun Ye gazed at the other’s reddened ear tips and silently mulled over the event that had happened earlier. 

‘Didn’t I just hurt a few of my peers? As for being angry, even his ears get all red?’

Yun Ye was silent for a moment and then said, “Shizun, last night….”

Bai Tu was only one step from burning himself into a very red braised little white rabbit. He dreaded that Yun Ye would say something shocking and cut him off in an instant. “Last night was just an accident. Don’t take it to heart.”

“How can I?” Yun Ye reached out his hand and pressed it onto the back of Bai Tu’s hand, softly whispering, “Shizun had spent a lot of spiritual energy to dispel the demons for me. How can I not take it to heart?”

As he said that, he took out something from the cloth bag slung in his bosom. “I just stopped by Ningdan Pavilion and took some restorative medicinal materials. Shizun, remember to take it.”

“No, you…” Bai Tu finally realized that something was strange. He pursed up his lips lightly and tentatively probed out, “How much do you remember about last night?”

Suspicious, Yun Ye furrowed his brow but still replied, “I only remember last night that my heart fell into the hands of my inner demons and master protected me. Afterward, I felt like I had sunk into a dream, but I couldn’t remember anything when I woke up.

“This…”

It startled Bai Tu for a bit, then he came back to his senses. 

He had indeed heard that when the inner demons of a person took completely control over, they would have no memory of their behavior the moment they sobered up.

‘Which means, Yun Ye didn’t remember what happened last night?’

Bai Tu quickly eliminated the gloom in his heart, relieved his mind, and made an earnest look about the matter. “It’s okay if you don’t remember. Since Master had already dispelled the demons for you last night, you are now fine. You don’t have to worry about it.”

Yun Ye’s gaze concentrated on that face. He couldn’t help but feel a bit lost.

In truth, he didn’t forget everything.

When his inner demon took control of him, he sank into an unprecedented and charming dream.

In that dream, Xianjun, who was a cold and unfettered immortal — laid under him like a fairy, soft like he turned into a puddle, begging as he let him do whatever he wanted with him..

Years of obsessive love finally came true. The dream was so beautiful and real. Even the other’s enthusiastic groans, every whisper, and every sob that escaped from the pair of bullied red lips, seemed to be closer in Yun Ye’s ears.

‘ How good it would be if that was true,’

It’s a pity that when he woke up from that beautiful dream, that person was still unattainable, too high to reach. 

The luster of light in Yun Ye’s eyes dimmed, and he answered, “I see, Shizun.”

Bai Tu did not notice the abnormality of his naughty disciple. He had been worrying about this matter all morning, and at this moment, when he found out that Yun Ye couldn’t remember anything, he was in such a good mood that he was dying to jump around. Even the place that was repeatedly tossed about last night did not seem to hurt so much. 

Bai Tu restrained his excitement and rushed his disciple. “Well, since you’re feeling okay, head to the Disciple Pavilion to receive punishment.”

Adopting a pitiful face, Yun Ye asked, “Do I really have to go?”

Bai Tu, who showed not in the least bit of sympathy, said, “Go quickly. You may not come back without copying the scriptures three hundred times.”

“…En.”

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Footnotes:

Xianjun and Xianzun are both titles of Bai Tu, with Xian having the same meaning ‘immortal’ whilst jun is ‘monarch or lord’ and zun is ‘venerable or respected’.

So, Xianjun is Immortal Lord and Xianzun is Venerable Immortal.