Day: November 10, 2024

Chapter 87 – The master is poisoned

Chapter 87 (Extra 10)

 

“Master.”

 

Yu Wuxia’s voice trembled as he looked steadily at Jiaheng.

 

Jiaheng’s face burned with heat, flushed with embarrassment. No, his entire body was flushed, his eyes shimmering with a watery glow, reflecting the flickering flames, inexplicably making his eyes appear dazzling and captivating, stirring the soul.

 

“You ungrateful disciple.” Jiaheng’s lips hesitated for a long time, racking his brains to come up with just this one reproachful phrase, “Turn me back now!”

 

“Master… it wasn’t me who changed you.” Yu Wuxia spread his hands, looking innocent.

 

“If it wasn’t you, then how… how did I end up like this?” Jiaheng saw Yu Wuxia moving closer to him. Instinctively, he retreated, wanting to put some distance between them. He didn’t know what he had bumped into, but suddenly a sharp pain came from his tailbone.

 

He instinctively let out an “ah” and shrank back, turning around to see an upright dried branch on the ground. The branch had pierced the skin near his tailbone, leaving a faint trace of blood.

 

Yu Wuxia also saw this, his expression changing slightly. He stepped forward to support Jiaheng’s arm. “Master, don’t move.”

 

Jiaheng, as if scalded, pushed Yu Wuxia’s hand away.

 

When Yu Wuxia got close, the aura surrounding him made Jiaheng’s heartbeat erratic, as if he was trapped, unable to breathe.

 

“Don’t come near me.”

 

Yu Wuxia had no choice but to say, “Alright, Master, I won’t come near you. But let me take a look at your injury first.”

 

Perhaps fearing Jiaheng would refuse, Yu Wuxia added a request difficult to decline, “Master, I’ll lend you my robe to cover yourself, so you won’t feel embarrassed.”

 

Jiaheng: “Is this robe conjured by magic?”

 

Yu Wuxia shook his head. “No, maybe when I transformed into a relic, I was wearing clothes, so the clothes remained after I changed form.”

 

Jiaheng said no more, took Yu Wuxia’s robe, and put it on. With a cold expression, he said, “Wipe your nosebleed.”

 

Yu Wuxia quickly lowered his head to wipe his nose, only then realizing that he was actually having a nosebleed!

 

He glanced awkwardly at Jiaheng. The loose-fitting robe clung to Jiaheng, outlining his slender figure. Since he didn’t give Jiaheng the trousers, Jiaheng’s two slender, toned calves were exposed under the hem.

 

Yu Wuxia swallowed hard, reluctantly shifting his gaze away. “Master, there are many poisonous trees in this mountain. I’m afraid you accidentally touched a poisonous branch just now. If you got poisoned by the tree sap, it could be life-threatening. Please let me check.”

 

Jiaheng originally didn’t believe Yu Wuxia, but the wound at his tailbone felt hot, with a faint stinging spreading out, indeed like signs of poisoning…

 

He blushed, his lips pressed tight, caught in a dilemma.

 

Yu Wuxia said, “Master, lie down. I’ll only check your wound, nothing else. Besides, we’re both men, we should be straightforward about this.”

 

Jiaheng felt reproached, as if his modesty implied he had ulterior motives. He couldn’t help but glare at Yu Wuxia. Unnoticed, Yu Wuxia had already moved closer, his long arms lightly encircling Jiaheng’s waist.

 

“Master, just lie down.”

 

Above his ear was a bewitching voice.

 

“I only need a quick look.”

 

Jiaheng believed him, lying down in Yu Wuxia’s arms, not noticing that at the moment he lay down, Yu Wuxia’s eyes filled with an inky black desire, his intense gaze practically materializing on Jiaheng’s waist.

 

He gently lifted the hem of the inner garment, seeing the raised lines below the tailbone, his breathing suddenly irregular, another nosebleed bursting forth. Calmly wiping it away, his gaze nearly greedy, inching upward, resting on the spot pierced by the branch.

 

The wound was rather coincidental.

 

Right below the tailbone.

 

He reached out, touching the wound, feeling Jiaheng’s body suddenly tense. He steadied his breath, “Master, don’t worry. This wound looks strange, turning black. The branch might indeed be poisonous.”

 

Jiaheng didn’t speak, trying to get up, but Yu Wuxia lightly pressed on his waist. He felt that wherever Yu Wuxia touched, it was particularly hot, even more so than the wound.

 

“Master, don’t move. Let me examine it further.”

 

Yu Wuxia bent down, his breath falling on the area above Jiaheng’s tailbone. Jiaheng’s breath hitched, his hands instinctively grasping, only to find he was holding Yu Wuxia’s trousers, quickly letting go.

 

Behind him, Yu Wuxia’s voice sounded again.

 

“This black blood is indeed poison. I need to help you suck it out.”

 

“…” Jiaheng.

 

Before Jiaheng could react, Yu Wuxia’s lips descended. Jiaheng felt as if scalded, wanting to get up, but Yu Wuxia held down the back of his neck.

 

With just one wrist, he couldn’t move.

 

His head was pressed against Yu Wuxia’s leg. Yu Wuxia bent down, focused on “sucking” out the poison.

 

He could even feel the shape of the other’s full lips, like peach blossom petals, opening and closing on that nearly hidden spot.

 

Inexplicably, his body trembled, eyes filling with tears, his throat choked with words of refusal that couldn’t come out.

 

If only… if only he had known he needed to continue cultivating, he wouldn’t have ended up like this, utterly unable to resist.

 

A bizarre thought flashed through his mind: if Yu Wuxia decided to use force now, he wouldn’t be able to stop him.

 

Yu Wuxia saw the redness all over Jiaheng’s body and his own eyes turned red as well. He forced himself to look away from the swelling at the base of Jiaheng’s spine.

 

The wound was initially small, but after a few licks, it had become swollen and red. Of course, there was no poison. The branch wasn’t poisonous either; Yu Wuxia had only used it to scare Jiaheng.

 

To make Jiaheng believe him, Yu Wuxia even cast a spell to make the wound feel like it was burning.

 

He had deceived Jiaheng, not just about this, but also about having regained a portion of his cultivation after taking on human form. Simple spells were within his capability.

 

But he couldn’t let Jiaheng know now, or Jiaheng would give him the cold shoulder again.

 

Seeing it was enough, he released Jiaheng’s hem. “Master, it’s done.”

 

Jiaheng sat up, his hands pressed against Yu Wuxia’s chest, feeling the defined, strong muscles that seemed to twitch under his touch. Startled, he quickly pulled his hands back.

 

Somehow, all the strength seemed to leave his body, and he collapsed back into Yu Wuxia’s embrace.

 

Yu Wuxia chuckled softly, “Master, in the human world, this would be called ‘throwing yourself into someone’s arms.'”

 

“You… stop talking nonsense.” Jiaheng’s face turned red, and he could only manage this one sentence.

 

Yu Wuxia smiled, supporting Jiaheng. If he had known that his master’s cold demeanor was due to his lack of eloquence, he would have used words to conquer him long ago.

 

“Master, your dizziness is because the poison hasn’t been completely extracted. I need to help you draw it out once a day until it’s all gone.”

 

Jiaheng pulled his robe tighter, his brow furrowing as he looked at Yu Wuxia suspiciously.

 

He felt Yu Wuxia was deceiving him, taking advantage of him, but when he met Yu Wuxia’s “honest and upright” gaze, he felt like he was being paranoid.

 

After all, what was there to covet in that place?

 

Jiaheng asked, “Isn’t there a way to remove the poison all at once?”

 

“No, so it’s better for me to check on you daily, Master.”

 

Jiaheng said no more. The spot where the branch had pierced him didn’t feel like an ordinary wound; it burned, as if some toxin remained.

 

He bit his lip, uncertain, and asked again, “You really haven’t regained your cultivation?”

 

“Mm,” Yu Wuxia replied confidently.

 

He usually couldn’t lie in front of Jiaheng, but now his lust had emboldened him, making him unusually calm.

 

“Then how did I suddenly return to human form?” Jiaheng muttered to himself, puzzled.

 

After becoming a tiger, he had no desire to cultivate back into human form.

 

When Yu Wuxia fell into the demonic path, the Immortal had warned Jiaheng that form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. By losing form, one loses desire and thought.

 

So Jiaheng believed his human face caused Yu Wuxia’s wicked thoughts. He transformed into an aged figure, later a tiger, which he accepted and no longer cared about appearances.

 

Yu Wuxia reassured him, “Master, you were once an Immortal of the Thirty-Three Heavens. Your transformation is different from an ordinary tiger’s. You don’t need to worry. Whether in tiger or human form, your true nature remains the same. Master, you shouldn’t be troubled by this.”

 

“…” Jiaheng.

 

He hadn’t expected to be lectured by his disciple one day. He shot a glance at Yu Wuxia, turned his back to him, and closed his eyes, unwilling to engage further.

 

Suddenly, something came to mind, and he reluctantly said, “I heard you. I’m sleepy.”

 

He feared that if he didn’t respond, Yu Wuxia would kiss him again.

 

Yu Wuxia’s voice echoed in the cave, tinged with amusement, “Alright.” After a pause, Yu Wuxia added, “Master, sleep well.”

 

 

Jiaheng didn’t actually sleep well. His mind was chaotic, unable to shake off the image of Yu Wuxia kissing his tailbone.

 

He didn’t feel repulsed; rather, it felt tingly and numb, reminding him of the black panther Yu Wuxia once transformed into in the Thirty-Three Heavens.

 

He also remembered their time doing good deeds in the human world, how Yu Wuxia held his hand when they descended the mountain.

 

He thought about many things—growing clarity in his affection, unresolved mysteries.

 

The next morning, when Yu Wuxia woke up, he saw Jiaheng standing outside the cave, blending into the white mist.

 

Yu Wuxia’s heart tightened. He approached and called out, “Master.”

 

Jiaheng responded, looking up at the mist-covered morning light, “Follow me.”

 

Yu Wuxia didn’t ask any questions and followed Jiaheng down the mountain. The two walked in silence until noon, when Jiaheng finally stopped.

 

Looking at the calm river before him, Yu Wuxia suddenly remembered this place.

 

It was where they first descended the mountain to do good deeds, and where his faith in the Immortal first wavered.

 

“Do you remember the father who was trapped in a cycle because he saved his daughter in the flood instead of the pregnant woman?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“I told you that once you advanced in your cultivation, you’d understand the reason. But it became a knot in your heart instead.”

 

Hearing this, Yu Wuxia’s face reddened slightly.

 

Jiaheng sighed, “You only saw the father’s plight and felt indignant for him, but you didn’t see the entanglement between the father and the pregnant woman. Initially, the father brought his daughter here to escape a plague. It was they who spread the disease. The villagers despised them and drove them into the forest. Only the pregnant woman, occasionally kind, brought them food.”

 

“Later, when the flood came, the father and daughter were trapped in a landslide. It was the pregnant woman who brought them to the shore. But as the floodwaters rose, the bridge collapsed, and the pregnant woman and the man’s daughter both fell into the water.”

 

“The man didn’t save the pregnant woman, who was within reach, but instead swam to the center of the lake to save his daughter. That’s why the pregnant woman’s resentment was so strong—it trapped the man because she just wanted him to save her once.”

 

Yu Wuxia looked up at the calm surface of the lake. The resentment had dissipated. It seemed that after countless cycles, the father finally had an epiphany and broke the pregnant woman’s curse.

 

Or perhaps it was the pregnant woman who let go.

 

In this world, good deeds don’t always yield good outcomes.

 

They both needed to let go.

 

Only by letting go could they be reborn.


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Chapter 13

       After that, everything became a torment. Chu Yichen’s words were like a sharp sword hanging over his head, making him so panicked that he couldn’t eat anything and couldn’t sleep at night. He was thinking about how to escape from the old house every moment.

       As soon as he left the room, there were two men in black following him, like shadows that couldn’t be shaken off. All the bodyguards in the main house who were familiar with him in the past were replaced. They all treated him respectfully but ignored any of his requests. It was impossible to get a mobile phone.

       After trying many methods, he finally came to the conclusion that he couldn’t escape at all.

       What with this ridiculous and weird situation? He was like a sacrifice, trapped in the devil’s castle and might be eaten at any time. Seeing that the big devil’s return was approaching, Chu Yunhan was completely panicked.

       Since all other methods were useless, the only option left was to break through.

       He found a reason and ordered two bodyguards to move flowers in the yard. He knocked one out cleanly with a flower pot and then used the fighting skills he had learned to knock down the other. He hadn’t done physical training for a long time, and he had been tortured so hard by Chu Yichen before that his body hadn’t recovered yet. He was out of breath for a while just dealing with two people.

       CChu Yunhan remembered that there was a rockery in the backyard close to the wall. After winding through several obstacles, he finally reached his destination. Seeing that there was no guard, he suddenly felt a surge of joy in his heart. After a lot of effort, he climbed up the wall, only to see Bai Xiao standing outside the wall, holding his arms and looking up at him, showing his fangs, and smiled sarcastically, “Seeing you trying so hard to escape, I really don’t want to let them disturb you. However, the young master has instructed you not to leave this courtyard. So, would you like to retreat on your own, or should I lend you a hand?”

       The little flame of hope that Chu Yunhan had just ignited while climbing on the wall was snuffed out, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. He should have realised earlier that under Chu Yichen’s rule, there could never be a situation where the guards were lax. It must have been Bai Xiao who deliberately dismissed the guards to watch him struggle. Like his master, this guy was also a vengeful guy. He knocked him out last time, and now he was waiting to see him make a fool of himself. Bai Xiao’s skills were among the best in the Black Eagle Club. If Bai Xiao hadn’t been defenceless, he would never have succeeded last time.

       However, the arrow had to be fired when it was on the string. It would definitely not end well if he was caught back. Even if he knew he was no match, all he could do was force his way in and try it.

       He jumped down from the wall, but his landing was unstable. He stumbled and fell to the ground.

       “Young Master Yun, I think you’d better save some energy; Young Master will return in the evening.” Bai Xiao didn’t move even a little, taunting him leisurely. There was something in these ambiguous words that made Chu Yunhan’s face burn hot, and he kicked the opponent.

       Although it was called a duel, it was more like a sparring session. Bai Xiao didn’t even fight back, simply acting as a sparring partner, effortlessly deflecting Chu Yunhan’s attacks. Chu Yunhan knew his stamina was lacking and that he wouldn’t be able to defeat Bai Xiao anytime soon, making him increasingly anxious and causing him to make numerous mistakes.

       After a few moves, Bai Xiao grabbed his arm and twisted it neatly behind his back. The pain made him grimace, and said, “Damn it, let go!”

       “Young Master has instructed you to stay home obediently. Please go back, alright?”

       This coaxing attitude made Chu Yunhan furious. He gritted his teeth and said, “So obedient to Chu Yichen, huh? Did he give you a bone to chew on? You just don’t want to be a good person, but you just have to be a dog for that psycho!” Just after he finished his words, there was a huge pain in his arm. He couldn’t help but cry out in pain.

       Bai Xiao’s gloomy voice came from behind, “Young Master Yun, you should be lucky that I am obedient. Otherwise, based on what you did to him, I would never let you live.”

       “Ugh…” The bone-crushing pain made Chu Yunhan’s face turn pale, rendering him speechless. Soon, several bodyguards surrounded him and dragged him back to the room. They didn’t even let him leave this time, and dinner was brought directly to his room.

       As time passed by, the anxiety and restlessness grew silently and rapidly like vines, entangled him until he couldn’t breathe. When there was a knock on the door, he jumped up from the sofa like a fish and looked nervously at Du Chuan who appeared at the door.

       “Young master asks you to go to the basement.”

 

       There was a very large basement under the main house of the Chu family’s old house. Special materials were used in the construction, making it soundproof, waterproof, and so sturdy it could withstand missiles. Previously, the old man used it as a conference room to discuss the secret affairs of the Black Eagle Groups. Later, Chu Yu constructed a similar one under the Golden Eagle headquarters for meetings, leaving this one unused.

       The black steel door of the basement added a mysterious and eerie atmosphere to the room. When Chu Yunhan and his siblings were children, they often went there to ‘explore’ or play games. He vividly remembered one time when he, Chu Yichen, and Chu Minran were playing a game of tag, and the bodyguards, not paying attention, accidentally locked all three of them inside. The lights went out, leaving them in complete darkness. Terrified, Chu Yunhan kept banging on the door while Minran cried beside him. Meanwhile, Chu Yichen held Minran and comforted Minran while telling Chu Yunhan to conserve his energy and stop shouting in vain. The three of them waited quietly until dinner time when a servant finally came to find them.

       Looking back, Chu Yichen showed a maturity and calmness that was inconsistent with his age as a child. In many cases, he was more like an elder brother than him. Perhaps this was why the old man chose him as his successor. It was a pity that he was always unwilling to admit it in the past and had even fantasised about replacing him.

       Chu Yunhan smiled bitterly and pushed open the heavy door.

       The sensor lights gradually lit up row by row. He looked at the basement, which had been transformed beyond recognition, and froze in place.

       The first thing that caught his eye was the single black sofa that sat in the middle of the basement. Then, there was the tall torture rack standing near it, the metal material glowing coldly under the lamp. The walls were decorated with soft cloth, and high up were many whips hanging neatly in different colours and styles. The lower part was full of half-half-high cabinets. When Chu Yunhan stepped in, he discovered that the floor was covered with thick cashmere carpet. He opened the cabinet drawer closest to him and felt a chill all over his body.

       Various handcuffs were placed inside, including steel ring ones, rubber ones, and fabric materials with lace edges. There were keys next to the handcuffs, arranged neatly by serial number. He opened a different cabinet, and various gags appeared before him. Next, there were electric toys of various sizes and weird shapes. Chu Yunhan looked at one of the thick spiral massage sticks. That night flashed through his mind, and he slammed the drawer shut, unwilling to look at it again.

       Some large appliances were placed in the corner of the basement, including a broken life-size doll, a wooden thing that looked like a horse, several massage tables of different styles, and some weird-looking things. Chu Yunhan couldn’t guess the purpose and just thought it was somewhat scary.

       Inside the basement, two smaller rooms were sectioned off with tempered glass. One seemed to be a dressing room filled with various men’s clothing. Among them, a few items appeared to be made of rubber. On the shelves were numerous pieces of lingerie and accessories that resembled jewellery. The other room was a bathroom with a dry and wet separation design. It featured a large, round massage bathtub, while the shower area had a movable plastic chair. Beside the toilet hung a pressure sprayer, adding an unusual touch to the setup.

       He already had a rough idea of ​​what this place was, and he felt his heart grow cold. He was about to leave, but when he turned around and saw the person standing at the door, he was so frightened that he took half a step back, “Chu…Chu Yichen…” He was so frightened that he couldn’t speak clearly.

       The man wore a black long-sleeved shirt, and under the light, his skin appeared strikingly pale, reminiscent of a handsome yet sinister vampire. He exuded an aura of cold detachment, a chilling presence that warned others to stay away.

       “You’ve had a tour. Did you like it?” Chu Yichen looked at him.

       “Why is this place… like this?” Chu Yunhan had an answer in his mind, but he still couldn’t help but ask.

       “Since the day I began my education as an heir, I’ve learned to control my emotions. As the decision-maker of the Chu family, I cannot afford any irrational actions. Every word, every move, every decision requires deep contemplation, yet often, the time given for this reflection is limited. This forces me to always maintain a state of being able to make ‘correct decisions’ while also keeping everything firmly under my control. This extreme control over myself and others brings immense pressure, nearly destroying me.” The man picked up a horizontally placed rigid riding crop from the wall, about sixty to seventy centimetres long, with an exquisitely engraved silver handle and a soft leather tip at the end. He tapped the whip against his palm and continued, “I need a way to release this pressure while also satisfying my desire for control. Therefore, BDSM is my best option.”

       Chu Yunhan looked around and swallowed hard. Even if he didn’t know what BDSM was, he could understand it just by looking at the furnishings in the house. He recalled what Chu Yichen had done to him that night and then thought about the purpose of calling him here. Suddenly, he felt a bad premonition in his heart.

       Just listen to Chu Yichen continue to say, “BDSM includes three components: bondage and discipline, dominance and submission, sadism and masochism. Compared to SM, I prefer deriving pleasure from the first two. In the ‘dominance and submission’ relationship, the dominant is referred to as ‘dom,’ and the submissive is referred to as ‘sub.’ A further extension of this relationship is called the master-slave relationship. The dom and sub evolve into a master and a slave, representing the party that holds power versus the party that has lost power, the one issuing commands versus the one executing them, the one responsible for training versus the one receiving training. I am a pure dom, existing as the dominant party, and need to engage in BDSM sexual play together with a sub.”

       Chu Yunhan’s heart beat like a drum, and he said dryly, “Your hobby is quite…quite special. I heard that there are people who do this in the circle. Why don’t I help you inquire and see if they know anyone interested in this area? I can introduce some girls to you.”

       Chu Yichen looked at him with his pitch-black eyes, “Unfortunately, I am a homosexual. The opposite sex does not arouse my interest. And as the head of the Chu family, I need a safe and reliable sexual partner to ensure that all his actions are always under my control.” The man turned the whip in his hand and said calmly, “Now you should understand why I asked you to come here.”


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