He accidentally bumped into the witch while flying on his sword.

The familiar voice reached his ears, and Chen Shun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly jolted awake.

Yun Yi!?

He raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sunlight, then turned his head and saw Yun Yi smiling as he leaned over and looked at his sleeping face.

Her collar was casually open...

Chen Shun quickly pulled back under the covers, leaving only half his head exposed, and said in a muffled voice:

"Yun Yi, what are you doing here?"

"Huh? Is it strange that I'm here? I'm here to see you." Yun Yi bent her legs, pushed herself up with her hands, and slowly crawled towards Chen Shun.

Chen Shun was shocked and quickly reached out to cover Yun Yi's face.

"You go out first, I'll play with you after I get dressed!"

"Hmph~ But I can't wait that long."

Yun Yi took a step, stepping over Chen Shun's body, her face slightly flushed as she bent down slightly.

He lifted Chen Shun's head out of the blanket and gazed at him affectionately.

"Why do you always ignore me, Chen Shun..."

Yun Yi, panting heavily, muttered to himself in words that Chen Shun couldn't understand.

Chen Shun tried to move his head, but Yun Yi gently held it, her fingertips brushing behind Chen Shun's ear.

Chen Shun shuddered and said, trembling:

"Yunyi, what's wrong with you?"

"Me? Nothing happened to me."

Yun Yi stroked Chen Shun's face, laughing sweetly.

Chen Shun could feel Yun Yi's weight.

"Can you look at me a little longer?" Yun Yi rested her hands on Chen Shun's pillow, her long hair falling down, occasionally brushing against Chen Shun's cheek.

It's itchy.

Chen Shun couldn't help but look down at Yun Yi's slightly flushed face.

Because Yun Yi was supporting herself with her hands, Chen Shun could vaguely see her slender waist and cute belly button.

Further down...

Chen Shun's eyes widened, and he stopped breathing.

Why did she come here wearing those tattered stockings from yesterday?

These thighs, one black and one white...

Wait, there seems to be something behind her?

It's black, and there seems to be a heart shape at the tail.

It's still shaking.

It looks like a tail.

After realizing that Chen Shun had noticed his unusual behavior, Yun Yi chuckled and wagged his tail even more enthusiastically.

“Chen Shun…” Yun Yi bent down and slowly approached Chen Shun.

Chen Shun tried to struggle, but found that the witch was surprisingly strong.

……

"Pfft!" Chen Shun suddenly woke up from his bed, panting heavily.

"Was it a dream?"

Chen Shun touched his neck; he had almost suffocated from the little witch's embrace.

Looking behind him, Chen Shun realized he was covered in a cold sweat.

How terrifying! Could this witch possess magic that allows her to invade other people's dreams?

Chen Shun got out of bed and poured himself a glass of water.

Chen Shun took out his phone, opened his contacts, and found the number he hadn't contacted in a long time.

Click to dial.

"crooked?"

"Hey Grandpa! It's me, Shun!"

"Hey, Shun! What made you suddenly decide to call Grandpa?"

You could tell from the old man's voice that he was happy.

"Grandpa, I need your help with something."

"Oh, my dear grandson, what's wrong? Tell me quickly, and Grandpa will take care of it for you!"

"Grandpa, I might... have a demon in my heart!"

……

Meanwhile, the little witch was sleeping soundly in bed, a faint smile on her lips.

===Chapter 50 You're a Pig

Chen Lu, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, sat cross-legged on a boulder on a mountain peak, exuding an air of otherworldly grace, his white hair as white as snow.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, with an ethereal and otherworldly atmosphere, the way he held his phone with a swollen face looked so incongruous and comical.

It's clear that Chen Lu isn't very skilled at using a mobile phone.

After twisting his aching back for a long time, Chen Lu finally managed to receive half a bar of signal in a difficult position.

He tugged at his beard, listening blankly as his grandson talked about words like "witch," "succubus," and "temptation."

These novel terms were as difficult for Chen Lu to understand as "differential equation" and "difference equation" were to him.

They're from a completely different field!

But he barely understood one thing: his beloved grandson had developed a demon in his heart.

That inner demon was a "witch" who also possessed extraordinary powers.

He didn't understand that "witch" was just a title; judging from the name alone, Chen Lu concluded that the little girl was a "demon."

A demon who seduces immortals to replenish their yin energy.

In the past, they would have chased her all the way.

But what is the meaning behind the subtle boasting in my grandson's words?

"My dear grandson, I think you've been bewitched by a demon. Come over sometime and Grandpa will exorcise the evil spirit for you."

"Grandpa, she's not some kind of demon!"

"Tsk tsk tsk." Chen Lu shook his head, clicking his tongue repeatedly.

The little rascal is completely fooled...

It seems to be a powerful demon.

Chen Lu clumsily pressed the buttons on his phone, switching the call to a video call.

In the fragmented footage, Chen Lu could see his beaming grandson.

Look at how smug he is!

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was the one who got what he wanted.

With Chen Shun's embellished description, Chen Lu finally understood the meaning of those words.

That brat just dreamt that a witch classmate turned into a succubus and then groped him in the dream.

Chen Lu scrunched up his face in disgust.

What is this called? Inner demons?

Chen Lu interrupted Chen Shun and spoke earnestly:

"In an instant, flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist."

"Grandpa, what are you saying?"

"Coming at midnight, leaving at dawn."

"What do you mean, Grandpa? I don't understand."

"How fleeting is the spring dream that comes and goes..."

"???..."

Chen Shun in the picture suddenly stopped moving (not a still image).

Chen Lu smiled, stroked his beard, and gracefully ended the video call, having accomplished his mission.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Chen Shun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly clutched his head and shook it repeatedly, wailing in disbelief.

"I began to cultivate Qi at the age of six, and reached the Foundation Establishment stage at the age of eighteen. I am the youngest sword immortal under the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. How could I possibly have erotic dreams when I am so detached from worldly desires!" Chen Shun suddenly changed his stance, and his aura rose steadily.

"I, Chen Shun, absolutely! Absolutely cannot have erotic dreams!" Chen Shun twirled his arms in front of his chest, circulating them throughout his body in a complete cycle. Then, he took a deep breath, feeling the abundant spiritual energy within him, and closed his eyes in blissful intoxication.

This is my true self.

But the moment I closed my eyes, a witch's every smile and frown, and those black and white thighs, somehow popped out from some nook and cranny of my mind.

Lingering.

"..."

Chen Shun suddenly deflated like a pufferfish, his entire body visibly slumping.

He discovered that what his grandfather said was very likely true.

Chen Shun never imagined that his first time without leaving a trace in eighteen years would be given to the little witch...

"How despicable..."