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.”
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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.
T/N: Hey there! There is plenty more where that came from, so stay tuned! And stay healthy! Straighten your posture, so some stretches and drink some water before continuing hehe~
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