When I woke up, the entire cultivation world was talking about my master.

The moment Chu Xianlan approached, Yi Chen's pupils narrowed dramatically.

He remained motionless, his entire field of vision completely occupied by that face at such close range, the aroma of wine lingering around his nose, his breathing rapid, unable to discern who was the intoxicated person.

It felt as if a torrent had burst its banks in my chest, and a towering mountain had collapsed with a deafening roar.

Although Chu Xianlan's movements were very forceful and her emotions were surging, with a wild and reckless force that seemed to want to split Mount Buzhou in two on the spot... in reality, she didn't.

She simply touched it softly with her lips.

Pious, clumsy.

In the blink of an eye, a light touch is all it takes to leave.

Their breaths mingled, and this intimacy, though not intense, produced a tremor of closeness that was more intense than any other intimate gesture.

With their lips parted, Chu Xianlan remained half-lying on Yi Chen, her arms wrapped around him, her head buried in his neck, rubbing against him vigorously, like a puppy finally getting its long-awaited bone, its heart filled with satisfaction.

His master's embrace was always icy cold, but he liked it very much.

Although the boy didn't say anything, his affection for him was already self-evident.

However, Chu Xianlan was unaware of this.

In the eyes of another pair so close at hand, restraint crumbled, and an overwhelming possessiveness grew wildly.

At this moment, Chu Xianlan was so drunk that she was already dizzy and quite carefree. She didn't put any support on herself and relied entirely on Yi Chen for support.

Suddenly, as if finally realizing something, he clutched his head and sobbed in anguish, "What should I do...?"

"What? What should we do?" Yi Chen's voice was hoarse.

His gaze grew increasingly dim.

Chu Xianlan's face flushed red and then pale, her heart pounding wildly, and she muttered to herself, "Oh no, I'm doomed, I really am a traitor, I... I forcibly kissed my master, heavens, I am a great, great traitor—"

The next second, the limp body was lifted up by a long, wide hand, and Yi Chen pressed down on it.

Chu Xianlan was stunned for a moment before he took the initiative and kissed her deeply with force.

Yi Chen hooked his arm around the other's lower back in this position and used his body to explore what constitutes a truly forceful kiss.

When a half-demon is aroused, he is always savage, devoid of tenderness and affection, giving the illusion that he wants to devour his lover whole. His tongue is truly held by his teeth, and he has no control over his breath.

Yi Chen's kiss deepened until Chu Xianlan began to feel fear. The temperature of her tongue was higher than usual, her breathing became increasingly erratic, and a few pitiful moans escaped from her throat.

"Ugh—Master, I feel so dizzy, no, I can't take it anymore..."

He was barely released when he was on the verge of suffocation, and was allowed to breathe freely.

I'm going to die.

Yi Chen brushed the hair away from Chu Xianlan's face, looking at him with gentle eyes. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the smile in his eyes melted the winter snow into spring water, captivating the heart and soul, yet also turning into a deep pool, luring people to walk into his trap.

"Chu Li, you have feelings for me, don't you?"

It's not asking a question, but stating the facts.

Who would have thought that Chu Xianlan would be completely dazzled by the beautiful smile in front of her?

At his age, he couldn't handle this. With the alcohol taking effect, he couldn't even tell which way was which. He completely forgot how badly he had been bullied. He was clumsy and his cheeks were burning.

Nodding.

Yi Chen stroked the hair at his temples and pulled him into his arms. "Good boy."

Their bodies embraced tightly in the darkness, their hearts as one.

Yi Chen felt an overwhelming heat emanating from his disciple, like a wildfire burning through barren land. Reason was evaporated, and restraint was destroyed. He tightened his arms, his eyes gradually darkening, his strength so great that he wished he could merge the person into his very bones, only in this way could he release his unspeakable emotions.

He finally admitted that the bloodline of a half-demon inherently harbored a mad nature.

—Until death do us part, never to let go. Even he was no exception. No matter how many excuses he made for being celibate, he couldn't suppress the desire to make the other person belong only to him.

Since we understand each other.

Then there's no going back.

Just then, Chu Xianlan, who had been quiet for half a day, suddenly seemed to remember something and started making a fuss.

"No! Wait, Master, please... let go of me!"

Yi Chen was speechless for a moment, but still released his grip as instructed.

Chu Xianlan took a few steps back, swayed, squatted down by the roadside, groped around for a bit, took out the lotus snake jade pendant from her storage bag, and squinted as she fiddled with it.

My mind wasn't clear, but my fingers were still somewhat responsive, and I tried my best to re-thread the silver thread.

Then, he beckoned, extremely rudely and uncivilly: "Yi Chen, come here."

Yi Chen, suddenly addressed by his disciple's full name: "..."

He obediently went over.

Chu Xianlan hung the jade pendant back where it belonged, fastened it, and patted it to make sure it wouldn't come loose. She looked up and smiled, saying, "You're not allowed to lose it again from now on."

The boy was still drunk, his hazy eyes half-closed, the corners of his eyes red, his brows and eyes smiling, even the best rouge of spring paled in comparison.

Seemingly due to the relentless aggression just now, his lips were brighter and more radiant than ever before, and his eyes were still moist. He was a handsome young man, as clear and pure as jade.

One glance is enough to make one's soul flutter.

Yi Chen's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and he replied in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

After that, the rebellious disciple forced his master to spin around in place so that he could admire the jade pendant from different angles.

I looked at it again and again, and I was extremely satisfied.

Seeing that he had finally calmed down, Yi Chen paused for a moment, took off his cloak and carefully tied it for him, pulled his clothes together, and then squatted down.

"Get on, I'll carry you back."

"...?" Still feeling dizzy, Chu Xianlan asked a constructive question, "I don't think this is appropriate."

Yi Chen said, "No."

"Really? Master won't abandon me halfway, will he?"

After a while, they heard their master sigh and say, "From now on, never."

Chu Xianlan was still drunk and didn't quite grasp the deeper meaning behind those eight words, but since his master had given his assurance, he had no worries. He nestled obediently against Yi Chen's back, his arms wrapped around the other's neck, and the familiar scent made him feel safe subconsciously. Soon, his breathing calmed down, and he fell asleep.

The more at ease you feel now, the more you'll regret it when you wake up the next day.

As the sunlight grew increasingly dazzling, Chu Xianlan was initially dazed. He had had a very comfortable sleep and felt refreshed all over. In a daze, he opened his eyes and focused his gaze directly in front of him.

I was instantly stunned.

As all the memories of last night flooded back, scene after scene flashed by. The filial disciple's personality killed the rebellious disciple's personality again. Chu Xianlan's face went blank, and she didn't know what expression to make.

What did you do last night? Are you crazy?!

Not only did he address his master by his full name... but he also forced his master to obey his orders...

In the end, he even had his master carry him back?

Ahhhhh!

Are you... bewitched?!?

"I'll never drink again in my life!" Chu Xianlan wished she could suffocate herself!

True to his word, the filial son immediately put his words into action, reaching out to pull the blanket over his head. Suddenly, a cold hand gripped his wrist, and Chu Xianlan's body trembled.

Yi Chen sat quietly on the edge of the bed, saying nothing, and it was unclear how long he had been watching him mess around like this.

In that instant, Chu Xianlan felt her blood boil, her face flushed crimson, and the heat surged all the way to the base of her neck. "I...disciple...you..."

Before Yi Chen could speak, the small pink figure rushed forward first. Hua Ling complained fiercely, "Xian Lan, you're not allowed to drink a single drop of alcohol anymore! Do you know how terrifying you were last night?! You scared me to death!"

"Yi Chen took care of you all night!"

Chu Xianlan was taken aback, only then realizing that several spirits of heaven and earth were also inside the room.

Yan Ling exaggeratedly made a vomiting motion, reached up and touched her head, "After you came back, you made a huge fuss about wanting to forge magical artifacts, saying you'd grant amnesty to the world if you forged ten thousand magical artifacts. You lay in bed and insisted on turning on the furnace to play with it, and I couldn't stop you! After you turned it on, you vomited all over the floor, it was disgusting, ugh, and after you vomited, you hugged the furnace and cried..."

In fact, Chu Xianlan had already blacked out while he was clinging to Yi Chen's back. Now, hearing all this was like hearing a tale from another world. He was completely bewildered and, feeling extremely uncomfortable, slowly looked at his master—

Yi Chen didn't mention anything about what happened last night, but handed him a glass of warm water.

Why does Master look so...normal?

Chu Xianlan composed herself and followed Yi Chen suspiciously. Could it be that her memory of last night was faulty? Were the things that happened between him and his master not real...? Or was it just a dream again?

So did they explain things clearly?

But the spirits of heaven and earth said that his master had taken care of him all night...

Chu Xianlan's mind was spinning, and he could hardly distinguish between illusion and reality. His thoughts wandered, and he followed Yi Chen absentmindedly, completely unaware that the person in front of him had stopped.

Bang."

His head hit his back.

Chu Xianlan was embarrassed and quickly said, "I'm sorry, Master."

Yi Chen turned around, looked down at him, and reached out to rub the boy's cheek with his thumb. "There's cotton wool in it."

Chu Xianlan said "Oh," and inexplicably swallowed, thinking that it probably came from the bedding.

A brilliant idea struck me! I came up with a way to confirm the truth.

Why don't we just check if Master is wearing a jade pendant on his waist?

Just as he was about to turn his head to check, a cool aura approached from above, and he felt a light, cool touch on his lips. Chu Xianlan froze.

Hua Ling: Hmm! ?

Yanling: Huh? ? ?

Xue Ling: Oh.

The spirits of heaven and earth seemed to be arguing about something. Although Chu Xianlan could hear them, her mind was in a whirl and she was completely unable to process the information.

After Yi Chen bent down and kissed him, he smiled slightly and, as if nothing had happened, straightened his disciple's collar. "Let's go."