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

The dust has settled.

The instant Ji Ran's head drooped, Chu Xianlan clearly sensed a wisp of spiritual energy flowing into her dantian, returning to its origin. At the same time, it seemed that some connection, existing only deep within her soul, was silently severed.

Twins born of the same origin are the most mysterious relationship in the world, yet they only meet at birth and death.

In a daze, Chu Xianlan noticed Ji Ran's small mole on the tip of her nose. He also subconsciously touched his own brow. He lowered his eyes, and a sudden impulse surged in his heart. He had to go see his master, he had to go quickly... to see his master.

Chu Xianlan didn't want to wait even a second longer.

Too much has happened; I must return to Yi Chen's side to calm my troubled mind.

But for some reason, the position of the other end of the master-disciple agreement never changed.

Chu Xianlan was very worried that something unexpected might happen.

After all, in the past, if he had encountered a similar emergency, his master would not have stayed in one place for so long; he would have rushed over to find him immediately.

The underground structure of Shuilongyuan is similar to the mines on the border of the demon race, with one cave after another winding and twisting. Along the way, Jinling briefly explained the truth about the Weilong they had just encountered.

"What? So that wasn't the real Weilong at all, just a wisp of insignificant remnant soul? Because Ji Ran's obsession was too strong, it bred inner demons, which completely activated that terrifying thing?"

Yan Ling was dumbfounded.

How to put it... it gives off a feeling of someone going through a lot of trouble to beat up a child.

Things weren't as simple as he thought. A thousand years ago, Wei Long nearly wiped out the entire cultivation world, and even a wisp of his remnant soul was not to be underestimated.

"But there's one thing I still don't understand," Jin Ling pondered, "Weilong should have been completely wiped out a thousand years ago, so why did a wisp of its remnant soul manage to escape and attach itself to Ji Ran a thousand years later?"

As they were talking, Chu Xianlan suddenly stopped in his tracks. The entrance to the cave in front of him was blocked by a thick ice wall, and a chilling cold air kept seeping out from the gaps, coolly brushing against his face.

"Yi Chen locked himself inside? What is he doing?" Hua Ling asked, dumbfounded.

Chu Xianlan's unease deepened, and she called out from behind the wall:

"Master...?"

no respond.

Yan Ling stepped forward with a righteous air, "Everyone has their own expertise, please make way, the professional is coming."

He cleared his throat as he spoke, transformed back into his fiery steed form, and suddenly exhaled a mouthful of flame.

Sizzle—white mist billowed and burned for a long time, but not even a layer of ice melted.

"That's it?" Hua Ling rolled her eyes. "It would have been better to let Xue Ling'er do it."

Xue Ling shook her head. There was clearly a barrier attached to it, and she couldn't break through the ice wall.

Chu Xianlan frowned and lightly touched the ice wall with his finger. Suddenly, a force pulled him so hard that he stumbled. When he came to his senses, he was pulled directly into the ice wall.

Outside, all the unwelcome spirits of heaven and earth were shocked.

The north wind is rustling, and the snowflakes are fluttering.

"Seriously? They're locking us out again!"

Chu Xianlan collapsed to the ground. He could not hear any sounds from the outside world and found himself in a dark and spacious cave, seemingly covered by ice on all sides.

Before I could even take a closer look, my chin was gripped by an icy hand.

Chu Xianlan was startled. "Huh?"

Their eyes met, and a faint, eerie light flashed in the dim light from the slender, snake-like pupils.

Chu Xianlan felt a sudden numbness.

Spiritual runes.

The spiritual mark on Master's forehead disappeared.

Can you hear me?

Yi Chen seemed not to hear, his gaze fixed on Chu Xianlan, his expression revealing a hint of infatuation.

He continued to move closer, one arm braced on the ground, the other still holding on, the silvery-white hair falling down brushing against the boy's arm, making Chu Xianlan's skin tingle and itch. The thousands of strands of hair were like an invisible net that imprisoned its prey, wrapping around and engulfing the person inside.

Chu Xianlan's mind was in complete turmoil, and his instincts told him that the current situation was extremely dangerous.

The last time I faced Yi Chen like this was during the period when his bloodline was exposed and his violent aura went out of control.

But... for a long time afterward, Master never returned to that state of complete irrationality!

The sensation of the cool snake tail coiling around her calf was exceptionally clear, startling Chu Xianlan so much that her breathing slowed down. In her panic, her mind raced, wondering if... it was because of Weilong.

Chu Xianlan's expression changed slightly, not out of fear, but out of worry about the negative impact this might have on her master. After all, Yi Chen's violent outburst last time was due to his severe injuries, and the sight of him covered in bloody holes was still fresh in her mind...

The half-demon looked down at the distracted person beneath her, leaned closer, and pressed her lips to his.

Chu Xianlan was slightly taken aback, but still obediently looked up and let Yi Chen take it.

Their tongues were being gently bitten and sucked, the hot breath spreading across their lips and teeth and burning into each other's lungs. Like savoring a delicious dish, the half-demon's forceful and plundering kiss had no tenderness or delicacy whatsoever.

But after experiencing all sorts of life-or-death ups and downs, Chu Xianlan felt an unspeakable emptiness in his heart, which forced him to desperately need this kind of closeness with no way out to fill the void and repeatedly confirm each other's existence.

If you're talking about shyness, that's for sure. After being a disciple for so many years, I still can't shake off my awkwardness. Sometimes I feel so conflicted, like I'm split into two people, but in the end, I can't suppress my feelings of affection.

Now, the person who was once as unattainable as the bright moon yearns for his love.

He grabbed Yi Chen's collar and lifted himself up, calling out in a daze, "...Yes, Master..."

While kissing her partner, the half-demon raised her eyelids to take in his expression and movements.

He didn't actually react to the title, but he really liked the way Chu Xianlan was infatuated with him. He wholeheartedly embraced the person in his arms, and at the same time, he moved his hand from his chin to the burning nape of Chu Xianlan's neck, pressing him against himself.

I don't know how much time passed.

When they separated, the silver thread that had been drawn into a strand broke.

Chu Xianlan turned her head away to catch her breath, still thinking about important matters. She propped herself up to check Yi Chen's injuries, but this action greatly displeased Yi Chen, who thought she was going to turn on him and run away.

Its tail was tightly wrapped around its neck.

They started pulling it back.

"..." Chu Xianlan suddenly felt like she was being held hostage, and quickly shook her head and swore, "I won't leave, I promise I won't leave."

Sadly enough, Chu Xianlan has learned some lessons.

First, the out-of-control half-demon cannot speak.

Second, the out-of-control half-demon is unreasonable.

Third, the out-of-control half-demon serpent... cough cough cough!

In conclusion, based on the first and second points, most of the time it's best not to resist.

Although Master can no longer speak, he can understand what I say... he probably can.

Pointing to her entangled legs and then to Yi Chen's tail, Chu Xianlan said earnestly, "Could you untangle yourself first?"

The half-demon thought for a moment, then loosened its tail.

saved.

Chu Xianlan quickly rolled up her sleeves and carefully examined the injury.

But the half-demon was restless. She always wanted to rub against him, sometimes gently nuzzling his burning nape, sometimes biting and rubbing his earlobe.

Chu Xianlan was starting to feel ticklish, as if she was being tickled all over. Just as she was about to dodge, she was suddenly hugged from behind, and a deep voice sounded in her ear, "Baby."