The King of Curses

Chapter 204 Twisted Relationship
The two of them sat on the bed, Cen Dongsheng gently stroked the hair of the girl in his arms, feeling like he was comforting a furious cat.

Yi Qingyan didn't answer, but her body's reaction was very honest. When Cen Dongsheng felt that her posture in his arms had become noticeably more docile and gentle, he already knew the answer.

"Then... let's talk about 'supernatural power'. This is a technique that is further condensed on the basis of true energy."

Cen Dongsheng said.

"..."

The little girl didn't respond, but just nodded slightly and rubbed her head gently against his chin.

"I'll explain in advance that I've already talked to Sister Zhizhen about this when you were away just now."

"……Oh."

Qingyan replied sullenly. She seemed a little unhappy... but not to the extent that she was very unhappy.

"She has learned it now."

"So fast?"

"Yes. For a special-class spell-forbidden master, this is not a difficult task."

Cen Dongsheng adjusted his stroking movements and felt that he was a little addicted to it. The feeling of the soft black hair pouring down through his fingers was really irresistible.

"Do you want to try it?"

"want."

Yi Qingyan's answer this time was more resolute.

"What Brother Dongsheng asked me to learn is what that woman learned... I must not be left behind."

She broke free from Cen Dongsheng's arms, sat up straight on the bed, and seemed to be serious.

"How long did An Zhizhen take? I'm sure I learned faster than her."

Although she was so confident, after Cen Dongsheng explained the principle, the little girl showed a confused expression on her face.

Yi Qingyan doesn't have the knowledge of a reborn person like Cen Dongsheng, nor does she have extraordinary insight and intelligence like Sister Zhizhen, even if she puts aside her identity as a curse master.

Following Cen Dongsheng's instructions, she tried to integrate the true Qi into nature, but she couldn't find the way to get started, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Wait, I can't learn it..."

The little girl became a little flustered and looked at him worriedly.

Seeing her helpless reaction, Cen Dongsheng found it a little funny.

"Impossible, relax, you will definitely learn it." Cen Dongsheng said, "Besides, whether or not you have mastered the 'divine power' doesn't have much impact on a special-class spell-forbidden master, so don't worry about it."

"But I don't want to be left behind by that woman—"

"Yeah, I know, so don't worry, I'll teach you little by little."

Cen Dong hugged the girl in his arms again.

He took into consideration that Yi Qingyan's knowledge of spell-binding was incomplete, so he decided to give her some make-up lessons.

After explaining the knowledge, Cen Dongsheng took the initiative to place his palms on her waist, back and lower abdomen to help her circulate Qi in her body.

The little girl's belly is soft and feels very comfortable to touch.

When he did this to Song Yutang or Jiang Yunmei, he was somewhat restrained; but he had no scruples when it came to her.

During the whole process, Yi Qingyan's face just became more and more rosy, but she remained silent and did not object.

"...Is it okay?"

"Hmm... I think I'm getting a little better..."

The girl's voice was trembling slightly.

The atmosphere in the bedroom gradually changed, and Cen Dongsheng realized that he had inadvertently gone too far.

He coughed and explained quickly:
"I'm sorry, I was careless..."

"……I do not mind."

She raised her head, her eyes full of water as she stared at the man's face so close to her.

"Now, I just hope to learn 'supernatural power' as soon as possible."

"Then you now..."

"Yeah, I'm starting to get the hang of it. Thank you... Brother Dongsheng."

The temperature rose imperceptibly.

"That, that's good."

His throat was dry, and he tried his best to respond calmly, while loosening his arms and trying to get up from the bed.

"From now on, you can practice on your own..."

But just before he was about to leave, his wrist was tightly grasped by the girl's hand. She whispered:

"I haven't 'thanked' you yet. What you just said is...very valuable knowledge, right?"

Yi Qingyan's originally pure face was now tinged with a rosy charm from her eyes, and the quick movements of her hands caused Cen Dongsheng to stop moving and freeze in place.

"hiss……"

Cen Dongsheng took a breath of cold air.

"You were clearly asking that woman for a 'more practical' reward just now, why didn't you ask me for it?"

The girl lowered her head and muttered to herself.

"Because, because I..."

"Because you like me more? Don't lie, unless..."

Yi Qingyan's voice gradually became lower.

"Wait, Sister Zhizhen is still downstairs, she will hear it..."

Cen Dongsheng wanted to hold her cheeks to stop her actions, but he didn't expect that after hearing his words, the little girl not only did not stop, but became even tougher.

"......!" He thought that this might not be a good thing.

Both Yi Qingyan and he will become more and more accustomed to this kind of thing.

"Qingyan, we shouldn't do this..."

Cen Dongsheng took a deep breath and stroked the dark and smooth hair with trembling fingers.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but at this moment the girl's hair seemed to be stained with moisture...

"At this point, are you still thinking about playing the role of a good brother?"

Yi Qingyan raised her head, a bright blush spread from her pretty cheeks to her snow-white neck, and her shoulders were slightly stained pink. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked very charming, which showed that the girl was not without shame; however, her tone proved her determination, which was why she acted so proactively.

She grabbed the man's hand that was stroking her head and whispered.

"Brother Dongsheng, you are not the good person I imagined at first..."

Yi Qingyan's tone was faint.

"But I can't leave you anymore, so... I can only choose to accept it all."

Cen Dongsheng thought that Qingyan had actually changed and was no longer naive and simple.

But in the final analysis, it was his fault, and, to a small extent... it might be Sister Zhizhen's fault.

……

……

...In the end, I did it.

More than ten minutes later, Cen Dongsheng covered his face and sighed.

The experience during the process was really... too wonderful. Apart from muttering a few words at the beginning, Cen Dongsheng had almost no resistance and quickly surrendered.

He had made a mistake again, he thought, and if there was a next time, he would make it again…

"I started practicing, huh?"

After helping brother Dongsheng deal with his desires, Yi Qingyan was calm and composed. However, a faint pink still remained on her face, as if the morning glow had dyed the sky, and her expression was gentle and shy.

"I will learn it soon, Brother Dongsheng, please be patient for a while."

*
Cen Dongsheng left his room with mixed feelings.

He came to the living room and saw An Zhizhen back on the balcony reading. Her long legs were crossed under her white skirt. The breeze outside the window lifted her skirt, outlining the beautiful curves of her plump figure under the clothes.

The woman was relaxed, as if nothing had happened.

But after seeing that beautiful face with a calm expression, Cen Dongsheng inevitably felt guilty.

The sound just now...whatever happened in the room just now cannot be concealed.

Cen Dongsheng sighed and pulled a chair over from the side.

While silently admiring the scenery of the beauty by the window, he waited for the embarrassment in his heart to slowly dissipate. Only when he felt that he could be thick-skinned again did he open his mouth to speak.

"I know that Qingyan's power has been developing well recently. Have you heard about it?"

"If you want to know about this, why don't you just ask the person himself?"

An Zhizhen turned the page of the book in his hand.

"She is practicing, so it may take some time."

This was not because Cen Dongsheng had nothing to say. Thanks to Jiang Yunmei's ability, Cen Dongsheng heard the conversation between the two sorcerers clearly. Apart from the ancestor of the Jiang family who never appeared, the information he was most concerned about was actually -

"The local sorcerers seem to have heard about Yi Qingyan's news."

"Well, Sister Qingyan has not been hiding herself recently, and the timing of her stepping out on the stage... is indeed eye-catching."

The two sisters had once had a big fight. Although no casualties were caused, the scale and traces of destruction were shocking. The area was flattened into a blank area by the "Infernal Hell: Wide Area Annihilation Mode", and all matter was crushed and decomposed at the microscopic level... This phenomenon could not be hidden from the eyes of the curse masters.

As for the war itself, not to mention the curse masters, ordinary citizens of Tianhai City can know clues. It has been a hot rumor circulating in online forums and various gossip media in recent times, and has even become the most famous urban legend from the 1990s to the present.

In addition, in recent years, supernatural events have been booming in various places, which inevitably arouses the curiosity of the public. It is said that during this period, the place that was once a dilapidated factory area and abandoned buildings has become a popular place for ghost hunting adventures.

Ordinary people didn't know that this was a fight between two top curse masters, but when comparing the events before and after that day, seeing this "blank area" destroyed by pure violence, the more people knew the inside story, the more they could not help but feel horrified.

The two sides of the struggle, one side is the leader of the Super Working Committee, and the other side is naturally believed to be a mysterious strong man who can fight against it. People who are dissatisfied with the behavior of the Super Working Committee and An Zhizhen seem to have found their backbone.

...In a sense, this understanding is indeed correct.

"A considerable number of people who are dissatisfied with the Super Working Committee have begun to choose to contact Qingyan's group. No wonder her power is expanding so quickly."

"Sister Qingyan's selection criteria are stricter than mine. The worst outcome for me is rejection of joining, but she may even lose the life of the applicant. If there is really a sorcerer who thinks she is his to rely on..."

The corners of An Zhizhen's mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile. Obviously, this was also within her expectations.

In his previous life, King Pingdeng even refused to be followed by others and was always alone; and in this life, Yi Qingyan began to take actions to build her own power under the influence of Cen Dongsheng, but unlike the pragmatic Sister Zhizhen, she still values ​​personal beliefs and moral concepts more.

If she really encountered an evil sorcerer who was unaware of the truth and whose style of doing things was very different from Yi Qingyan's, she would definitely not mind killing these scums.

"But it's not the warlocks I care about."

Cen Dongsheng said.

It's not just the sorcerers who hate official organizations like the Super Working Committee and leaders like An Zhizhen who have a strong style of doing things.

Curse-breakers love freedom and pursue their own goals, which is the basic nature of most of them.

"I mentioned to you before that although Sister Qingyan has the status of 'Second Consultant' in the Super Workers' Committee, it was for convenience. I hid her identity in all the jobs she did for me. This was also her idea... I think you can guess why I did this."

"..."

"Sister Qingyan and I will use all the talent resources in this area. There will be no more waste. All heroes in the world will be within our reach."

With the expansion of the Super Working Committee and the increase in the number of people under An Zhizhen, the number of curse masters who oppose her will further increase in the areas within her influence range; and these people may become supporters of Yi Qingyan.

This was An Zhizhen's plan from the very beginning.

"Two organizations that are contradictory and hostile from the perspective of both ideology and personnel..."

However, as a bystander, Cen Dongsheng could only sigh.

(End of this chapter)