Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1594 Master, you're truly a dragon and tiger in vigor!

At this moment, Su Fan felt unbearably hot all over, and it was no wonder he felt this way.

Since he completely fused the blood of the true dragon with the bloodlines of various ancient demons, his physical body has become as indestructible as divine iron that has been forged through countless trials.

But along with it came an increasingly surging desire that almost devoured him.

His desire in that area became exceptionally intense, like a wildfire spreading across the land, completely beyond his control.

This is the unavoidable side effect of fusing top-tier bloodlines—sharp and domineering.

Even with his profound cultivation, Su Fan could not suppress the heat in the slightest on his own, and could only let the heat surge and burn through his limbs and bones.

There's no way around it; according to ancient legends, the true dragon race is inherently lustful, with indulgence and passion ingrained in their very bones.

And those demons are even more damn improper.

The intertwined desires of his two bloodlines became an inescapable shackle, plunging him into a living hell.

Given the current dire situation, what could he possibly do?

Only by seeking help from others to "put out the fire" can one calm the burning heat in their heart that is about to consume them, and regain some rationality.

Meanwhile, in Gu Qinghuan's residence, the lights were still on, and she was not sleepy at all.

She sat cross-legged on the couch in the side room of the mansion, holding a yellowed and curled ancient book of cultivation in her plain white hands. The pages still retained a faint fragrance of ink and spiritual energy.

Inside the room, only a single oil lamp flickered, its dim light casting a long, slender shadow on the mottled walls, sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

She studied the book carefully by the dim light, her expression showing no sign of impatience.

A faint, ethereal white aura swirled around her, as ethereal as a veil, flowing gently with her breath, making her skin appear even whiter than snow and her eyes even more exquisite.

She exuded an even more aloof and otherworldly aura, calm and focused, as if all the noise around her had nothing to do with her.

Gu Qinghuan possesses a rare pure Yin constitution, which is most effective at calming the restless desires within Su Fan's bloodline.

Therefore, Su Fan immediately thought of her and went to her residence first.

With a soft creak, Su Fan pushed open Gu Qinghuan's door.

The heavy, hurried footsteps broke the long-standing silence in the room.

Gu Qinghuan suddenly looked up, her eyes showing a hint of surprise, and she froze.

"Why are you here... Shouldn't you be with Xiaomo at this hour..."

At this moment, Su Fan had long lost his former composure.

His blood was surging wildly, and his reason had long been devoured by desire.

He didn't have time to explain, and didn't even hear the second half of Gu Qinghuan's sentence. He pulled the unsuspecting Gu Qinghuan into his arms tightly, with such force that he almost wanted to knead her into his bones.

However, the intense desire deep within Su Fan's bloodline had not completely dissipated.

So he didn't dare to delay and left Gu Qinghuan's residence without stopping, heading to his senior sister's and Li Miaoxue's residences respectively.

Before they knew it, the sky was beginning to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

The gray sky was gradually tinged with a light gold, the night faded, and it was almost dawn.

Only then was the fire in Su Fan's heart finally extinguished, and his aura gradually calmed down.

However, it left him physically and mentally exhausted, his legs trembling slightly, and even raising his hands felt somewhat weak.

My whole body felt incredibly comfortable and relaxed.

He calmed himself down before cautiously returning to Wei Xiaomo's room.

Su Fan gently pushed open Wei Xiaomo's door, then tiptoed inside, even slowing his breathing.

He was afraid that he would come back too late and disturb the little girl who was still fast asleep in the house.

But as soon as he stepped half a step into the room, his gaze unconsciously swept across the room, and he froze, as if the blood in his body had frozen at that moment.

Su Fan was suddenly startled, a chill instantly spreading from the soles of his feet throughout his body, even making his scalp tingle.

A sense of foreboding washed over him.

Wei Xiaomo has actually woken up.

She wasn't lying in bed, but sitting upright cross-legged on the floor. Her figure was still slender, but she exuded a composure and dignity that was beyond her years.

At this moment, her eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes drooping down, obscuring the expression in her eyes. A strange and obscure aura surrounded her, cold yet carrying a touch of ancient vicissitudes.

She was completely different from her usual chattering, innocent, and shy self; she was practically a different person.

Seemingly sensing the lingering aura on him, Wei Xiaomo slowly opened her eyes.

The clarity and innocence in his eyes were no longer there, but rather a depth as deep as a cold pool, a chill as icy.

She slowly turned her head, her cold and sharp gaze falling directly on Su Fan, devoid of any warmth or emotion.

That glance held none of the shyness and timidity of the past, nor any of the girlish naiveté of the past.

Instead, it exudes an unfathomable coldness and an unquestionable majesty.

It was as if a supreme ancient being was coldly scrutinizing an ant that had offended her.

Su Fan felt a sudden chill run down his back, an icy coldness instantly seeping into his clothes, shooting from his feet straight to the top of his head, making his scalp tingle and the hairs on his body stand on end.

This is really bad; the ancient demon residing in Wei Xiaomo's body has awakened.

"Where have you been so late at night...?"

A cold, piercing voice rang out, devoid of any emotion, yet carrying an invisible sense of oppression, slowly echoing in the silent room.

Su Fan suddenly came to his senses. His heart tightened, and he quickly suppressed all his aura and sat down respectfully cross-legged.

"Senior... I couldn't sleep, so I went for a walk..." His voice carried a hint of barely perceptible panic and dryness.

How could Su Fan's explanation possibly fool the ancient demon who had lived for countless years?

Wei Xiaomo didn't say anything after hearing this, but slowly turned around, and her cold aura subsided slightly.

But her authority remained undiminished.

The woman in front of him clearly had the same face, the same eyebrows and eyes, and the same skin as Wei Xiaomo.

But her temperament has changed drastically; she is no longer that shy, timid little girl who would blush and have her heart race.

She tilted her head slightly, stuck out the tip of her tongue, and gently licked the corner of her lips, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

There was allure, mockery, and an undisguised desire in that divine light.

Every move she made exuded a captivating charm; she was simply a born beauty.

She exuded an irresistible charm that contrasted sharply with her previous aloofness and majesty.

Her robes were draped loosely over her shoulders, the neckline slightly open, revealing a small patch of fair and delicate skin.

Wei Xiaomo's young body lay lazily on the tatami mat, her two slender, fair legs slightly raised and swinging, with a hint of nonchalance. Her small feet were fair, delicate, and exquisite, like tender lotus roots.

A pair of small feet were taut, and five round, pink toes seemed to be pulled apart by invisible threads, gently separating and then closing again in an instant.

It's so lively and captivating that it makes your heart flutter.

The first rays of morning sunlight streamed gently into the room through the carved window frames.

Through the gaps in the window paper, tiny specks of light formed, scattered across the tatami mat and also falling on her disheveled hair, giving it a faint golden edge.

The scattered, enchanting, and languid light of the morning, along with the allure and charm in her eyes, all these elements intertwine to create a beautiful scene that is sure to spark the imagination.

An ambiguous atmosphere gradually filled the room, instantly enveloping the entire space.

Su Fan glanced at it subconsciously, and his mind went blank for a second, as if a thunderbolt had struck.

A surge of energy instantly rose up, traveling up the spine and heading straight for the Niwan Palace (the area around the temple of the head).

The restlessness beneath their bloodline began to stir again, subtly stirring once more.

This time, however, he was neither panicked nor afraid. Instead, he felt a strange sense of anticipation and even a hint of despair.

Regardless of whether this ancient demon wanted to bewitch or seduce him today, at this moment, he felt no resistance whatsoever, and even felt a bit reckless.

Since he can't resist anyway, he might as well accept it calmly.

There was no way he could control himself given the current state of Su Fan's bloodline.

Rather than passively enduring like a fool, it's better to act like a real man and take the initiative to reclaim what belongs to you.

It wasn't until evening that Su Fan got up from the tatami mat.

He gently pulled back the blanket covering Wei Xiaomo, his gaze falling on her face.

The little girl was already awake, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, but she didn't open her eyes, clearly pretending to be asleep.

Her flushed face was buried deep in the soft pillow, even her ears were faintly blushing.

It's obvious that she's been awake for a while, but she's too embarrassed to show herself.

His heart softened, and he reached out to gently stroke her soft hair, feeling the delicate touch on his fingertips.

Then, he slowly got up and carefully left the house without disturbing anyone further.

Su Fan stepped out of the house and into the courtyard. As soon as he stood still, he heard his senior sister and the others talking outside the courtyard.

He smiled and stepped out of the courtyard.

There, the three senior sisters were sitting on the veranda outside the courtyard, sitting together with a pot of cold tea in front of them, chatting enthusiastically.

They both had smiles in their eyes, clearly enjoying their conversation.

Upon seeing Su Fan approach, the senior sister stopped talking first.

She glanced at him, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes, before bursting into laughter.

"Master...you've finally figured it out..."

As soon as her senior sister finished speaking, Gu Qinghuan glanced at Su Fan, a hint of mockery in her eyes, and added insult to injury with a sarcastic tone.

"That's right, the young girl is so fresh and tender, unlike us old ladies, we're old and faded, she might have already gotten tired of us..."

Li Miaoxue, who was standing to the side, had recently been influenced by her senior sister and Gu Qinghuan and had become quite mischievous. She was no longer the aloof and shy girl she used to be.

She covered her mouth and chuckled, "That's right, the hard times for us sisters are still ahead..."

Su Fan blushed as his senior sisters teased him, feeling incredibly embarrassed but unable to refute them.

He could only smile helplessly, walk over, and sit on the stone bench in the corridor, side by side with them.

"Stop making fun of me..." Su Fan sighed helplessly, his tone tinged with weariness and a hint of barely perceptible seriousness.

“When I got back last night, the consciousness inside Wei Xiaomo awakened, and as a result… you all saw it…”

Upon hearing his words, the teasing smiles on the faces of the three senior sisters faded, and their expressions became serious.

A hint of worry appeared between their brows, and even the teasing atmosphere in the air instantly turned solemn.

The senior sister subconsciously pointed to Wei Xiaomo's courtyard, her voice lowered, carrying a hint of worry and probing.

"And now...she..."

Su Fan shook his head, his tone tinged with heartache.

"She's that little girl now. That old hag must be fast asleep again. She's had a tough day..."

After he finished speaking, his gaze slowly swept over his senior sister, Gu Qinghuan, and Li Miaoxue.
"Go in and check on the little girl later. She's been up all this time, she probably hasn't even had a bite to eat yet..."

Upon hearing this, the senior sister quickly waved her hand.

"It's none of our business. The Wei family just delivered the girl's dowry along with the steward, as well as nearly a hundred maids and attendants. We don't need to worry about it..."

Upon hearing this, Su Fan's worries vanished instantly. With the Wei family around, they would definitely take good care of the little girl.

But the thought of that old vixen made him feel uneasy.

From now on, Su Fan will have to deal with Wei Xiaomo's dual nature, just like dealing with a schizophrenic patient.

Just thinking about it made him feel uneasy.

Don't end up turning yourself into a psychopath.

Fortunately, that ancient demon doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards him for the time being, and even seems to like him quite a bit.

Okay, I'll stop thinking about all that nonsense.

I'll try my best to communicate with her properly in the future; I just can't become her enemy.

Su Fan knew very well that none of the ancient powerful beings who could reincarnate and cultivate again were simple people.

Once you get involved in her karma, you're bound to face endless troubles.

But now that he's already in the game, it's impossible for him to break free; he can only leave it to fate.

There was nothing he could do; Su Fan possessed a demonic seed, and his fate was always influenced by an unseen force.

It's quite possible that his encounter with Wei Xiaomo at the Temple of the Mountain was predestined.

Thinking about all this, Su Fan suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, perhaps this was his fate, destined to keep her from ever having a moment's peace.

Thinking of this, Su Fan took a deep breath.

Since we can't change it anyway, why the hell do we care?

(End of this chapter)