These words sounded more like they came from the Yan Xuan of before. Yi Ning gripped his wrist, trying his best to put some distance between the two of them, and attempted to explain that he didn’t return to the sect for the sake of getting rid of him.
Lifting his eyes, he met Yan Xuan’s dark gaze, fixed firmly on his lips. Yi Ning was a little taken aback, feeling like they were too close and that the current situation was a little dangerous.
“What are you trying to do?” There wasn’t much space on the tree in the first place, and it was incredibly cramped for the both of them to squeeze together. Yi Ning simply didn’t have anywhere to retreat.
Who would have thought that Yan Xuan would say through gritted teeth, “What do you think?” Right now, he wanted to let him experience the feeling of being toyed with. He wanted to bite down on his body and let him know that he, Yan Xuan, wasn’t someone who could be used and thrown away when he wasn’t needed anymore.
Being stared at by such an infuriated gaze, Yi Ning felt like laughing. Those in the know would know that he had returned to the sect and pushed Yan Xuan away. Those not in the know would think that Yi Ning ran away after toying with Yan Xuan’s feelings.
Before he left, someone had told him angrily to scram, yet not even half a day later, that same someone had run to Mingguang Sect to find him.
He was like a puppy that had run away from home yet was reluctant to part with its owner.
Yi Ning’s head was just aching, yet after being startled by Yan Xuan like this, he suddenly felt much better. He patiently explained to Yan Xuan, “I returned to expel Gong Xiuxian from the sect and handle a few affairs. I didn’t do it to purposely abandon you.”
This reason was barely able to make Yan Xuan feel better. He viciously threatened in a low voice beside his ear, “I’m warning you now, if this happens again, don’t blame me for not being courteous.”
“Alright, I know.” Yi Ning nearly failed to hide his amusement.
Does Yan Xuan even know what he’s doing right now? As a Demon Venerable, after being enraged to this degree, shouldn’t he never contact him again and spread the message that they were enemies from henceforth or something similar? At the very least, shouldn’t he be bringing his fellow demonic cultivators to slaughter their way through the Mingguang Sect as revenge?
In the end, he let him off so easily.
“Why don’t you… first change into the Mingguang Sect uniform?” Yi Ning assessed Yan Xuan’s appearance. If Yan Xuan appeared within Mingguang Sect looking like he did now, it would be stranger if he didn’t get attacked.
From the start, Yan Xuan had no intention of leaving after coming here. Yi Ning took him back to the main hall on Mount Yunqing, rummaging through the closet to finally unearth a set of his old clothes. It was just that once Yan Xuan saw Yi Ning taking out a set of pure-white robes, his lips twitched.
He used the tip of Yinzhen to lift up a sleeve and said, in a voice dripping with disdain, “What poor taste.” If it wasn’t white, then it was green; how bland, like a meal of light soup and white cabbage.
Yi Ning lightly raised his eyes and said, “If you’re not going to wear it, then give it back.”
Hearing his words, the hand lifting the sleeve froze briefly and Yan Xuan said, “It’s yours?” He had never seen Yi Ning wear this set of robes before, Yi Ning would always wear the uniform distributed by the Mingguang Sect to its disciples.
If it wasn’t his, then whose could it be? Yi Ning looked suspiciously at Yan Xuan. Unless, Yan Xuan thought he gave Gong Xiuxian’s clothes to him?
“I’ll wear it.” Yan Xuan’s fingers twitched, trembling so lightly that not even he himself could feel it. He picked up Yi Ning’s clothes, hands moving to undo his clothing and halting right before the act.
He looked at Yi Ning again and asked, “Does the Immortal Master want to watch me change?”
Yi Ning’s expression stiffened and he hurried turned away, putting on a mask of calmness as he replied, “Who wants to look at you? Hurry and change.”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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How fragrant.
He liked these clothes.
“I’m finished.” He said in a low voice. This was the first time Yan Xuan was wearing white clothes, so he felt a little odd.
Yi NIng turned his head to look, and was stunned by the sight in front of him. After Yan Xuan put away his demonic fog, the atmosphere around him seemed to have been softened by this set of pure-white clothes, and he even looked more lovable.
“What.” Yan Xuan felt weird being stared at him like this. Could it be that he looked too ugly wearing these clothes?
Hearing his question, Yi Ning finally came back to his senses, bringing a hand up to cover his lips and coughing lightly. “Nothing. It’s good if it fits you.”
Exactly which part of it fits? The sleeves and pants are both two inches too short. Yan Xuan criticised silently, then heard Yi Ning hurriedly change the topic. “When we go out, just say that you’re a new disciple that I took in.”
“I won’t,” Yan Xuan lazily lifted his gaze, “I’m your husband.” He didn’t want to become Gong Xiuxian’s shidi. Disgusting.
Yi Ning sighed. Suddenly bringing back a husband was simply too sudden and shocking, it would certainly attract discussion. However, letting Yan Xuan become his disciple was also wronging him.
Suddenly, Yi Ning thought of a genius idea. He suggested quietly, “Why don’t we say that you’re my cousin?” In any case, Yi Ning was an orphan, so there wasn’t anybody in Mingguang Sect who knew his family.
“I. Am. Your. Husband.” Yan Xuan repeated, enunciating each word carefully. “You were the one who brought up marrying me in the first place. Immortal Master Yi Ning, why are you going back on your word now? It can’t be that you feel that getting married to a demonic cultivator is something embarrassing?”
In all honesty, Yi Ning had never thought that way before, but Yan Xuan was too skilled at misunderstanding his words.
“There are many gossiping mouths in the sect. If it were discovered that you were a demonic cultivator, then unexpected problems may arise.” Yi Ning said helplessly, then softened his tone. “After handling affairs here, we still need to find Fu Zhuo, right?”
Yan Xuan liked it when Yi Ning spoke to him in this tone, like he was being cajoled by a gentle breeze drifting past his ears. After a long pause, Yan Xuan lowered his lashes, taking out a human-face mask from his storage ring and putting it on, saying, “Okay, Immortal Master Gege.”
Before him was a youth’s face, his lips faintly upturned, and that one call of “gege” lilting upwards, like a feather lightly tickling over his heart.
His heart mysteriously skipped a beat.
Yi Ning looked away, flustered, saying, “Don’t call me that.”
Originally still a little unwilling, Yan Xuan seemed to have suddenly found something interesting. He grabbed onto Yi Ning’s collar and called out several times beside his ear, “Immortal Master Gege, why aren’t you looking at me?”
“You!” Yi Ning covered his ear, yet the person beside him pulled his hand away even more forcefully, saying in a low voice, “Gege, why are you acting shy now? Weren’t you the one who let me become your cousin?”
This person could always find a way to amuse himself. Yi Ning took a deep breath and recited, “Thirst.”
In the next instant, Yan Xuan’s expression became ugly and he coughed dryly. This damned hex. Once it’s dispelled, he’ll call out Immortal Master Gege by Yi Ning’s ear a hundred times.
Seeing him finally shut up, the hotness on the tips of Yi Ning’s ears faded, and he said unhappily, “Stop messing around. Let’s go.”
Yan Xuan looked at Yi Ning’s retreating back and licked his lips. He wasn’t messing around at all.
After concealing his demonic aura, nobody could tell that Yan Xuan was a demonic cultivator. Furthermore, since the Inter-Sect Tournament was coming up, Mingguang Sect was filled with people hard at work cultivating.
The Inter-Sect Tournament was a ceremony attended by all the sects. On the surface, it was for training, but in actuality, it was an excuse for the sects to fight against each other. The reward would typically be a precious treasure from each of the sects.
This year, the sect hosting the tournament was the Yiyue Sect. Since the Sect Leader wasn’t here and Yi Ning was out exterminating evil, Mingguang Sect was like a group of dragons without a leader. They hadn’t even presented the list of participants for the Inter-Sect Tournament.
The mess was once again tossed to him to sort out, Yi Ning had long since grown used to the way Mingguang Sect operated. He slowly flipped through the book of disciple names; the first page was the list of disciples belonging to the Medicine Peak. His shijie Lan Shanyue used to belong to that peak, and now the disciples left there were largely Lan Shanyue’s disciples.
If he remembered correctly, the Medicine Peak consisted only of female disciples…
Shortly after, Yi Ning and Yan Xuan stood within the main hall of the bustling Medicine Peak, facing a sea of fair and graceful women, and fell into silence.
“It’s the real Immortal Master Yi Ning!”
“Heavens, he’s too handsome. The Immortal Master doesn’t look his age at all.”
“The disciple by his side is also very handsome, he’s probably the Immortal Master’s disciple!”
Amid the chatter, the one sentence that Yan Xuan heard had to be that one. He lifted an eyebrow and directed a smile at the female disciple who spoke, saying, “I am his husband.”
Yi Ning: …
He could feel that, in that instant, innumerable gazes pinned themselves on his body.
“Don’t speak nonsense… In any case, those who wish to participate in the Inter-Sect Tournament, please sign up here.” Yi Ning secretly glared at Yan Xuan, but Yan Xuan seemed completely unbothered as he narrowed his eyes and smiled widely at him, revealing his pointed canines.
Unexpectedly, Yi Ning found this sight to be kind of cute. It was probably due to this set of clothing causing Yan Xuan to look too lovable. Oh, whatever, he’ll just indulge him this once.
From the Medicine Peak to the Sword Peak, they finally finished their selection. Logically speaking, Yi Ning only needed to watch over the proceedings on the actual day of the tournament itself, but since the Sect Leader wasn’t here, he wanted to help the Sect Leader take care of the sect.
In any case, Mingguang Sect was the fruit of the Sect Leader’s tireless labours. Back then, Yi Ning had enjoyed much of the Sect Leader’s kindness, so doing this little bit for him was nothing.
They had just left the Sword Peak when from afar, someone called out to them. “Shixiong!” The newcomers turned out to be Xu Le’an and Gong Xiuxian.
When they were young, Xu Le’an treated him fairly well, so it wasn’t polite for Yi Ning to just leave. He could only watch them approach with a cold face.
“Shixiong. I knew you would be here. I just ran into your disciple, so we came together. This person is…” Xu Le’an’s gaze landed on Yan Xuan’s face; he didn’t seem to have seen this person around Mingguang Sect before.
This time, Yi Ning had wisened up, and hurriedly reached out a hand to stop Yan Xuan and replied, “My cousin.”
Gong Xiuxian’s gaze drifted over Yan Xuan’s face, taking on a few traces of examination. “I didn’t know Shizun had a cousin.”
“There’s a lot that you don’t know.” Yan Xuan smiled and said. Back when he first met Yi Ning, this fool was probably still playing in the mud at home.
The aura around him was suppressed extremely well. Although Gong Xiuxian felt that something was off, he couldn’t discover anything.
It was Xu Le’an who assessed Yan Xuan curiously and asked, “This is the first time I’ve met one of Shixiong’s family members. How should I address you?”
Yan Xuan shot a glance at Yi Ning, who sent a voice transmission over. “Just make up any name.”
“Yi Yan.” The Yan from Yan Xuan.
Gong Xiuxian narrowed his eyes slightly, looking over the white clothes on Yan Xuan’s body. “Whose clothes are you wearing?”
These words were highly impolite, and Xu Le’an sensed the atmosphere growing colder. He laughed and said, “These clothes look very similar to a set that Shixiong once wore, don’t they?”
W-wait, these couldn’t be the same set, could they? Xu Le’an only realised in hindsight that the clothes were made out of expensive fabrics, and very few people wore them. He too had only seen Yi Ning wear them a scant few times.
Yan Xuan raised an eyebrow and said, “Tea was spilled and my clothes were dirtied. Gege lent me these to wear.” Seeing his unruffled response and hearing the natural way he called him Gege, Yi Ning suddenly felt too embarrassed to continue listening.
Who would have thought that Yan Xuan would purposely move closer to Yi Ning and ask him innocently, “Gege, what’s the matter? Did I say something wrong?”
His youthful appearance was handsome and bright, and his smile was deep. His light breath drifted over Yi Ning’s neck, feeling a little ticklish.
Yi Ning moved his gaze away, replying casually, “…No.”
Perhaps Yan Xuan could compete with Liu Rugeng to see who could act more innocent. Liu Rugeng would not necessarily come out the winner.
In any case, he was still a Demon Venerable. How could he do something so childish?
Fun fact, Gong Xiuxian’s name actually means ‘palace, to train/cultivate, worthy/virtuous person’. Ironic, isn’t it?
Also, I would like to clarify something. The text uses the word 结契 or literally “to enter a contract” to refer to Yi Ning and Yan Xuan getting “married”, but it’s not exactly that. I translated it as “entering a bond”, but I will use that interchangeably with marriage when the situation calls for it.
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BWAHHAHAH
POOR (not) MC GETTING THE GEGE TREATMENT, YES!
WE WAIT FOR THAT 49 DAYS TO END SO THAT THIRST WON’T GET IN THE WAY OF IT AHHAAHAH
Thanks for the update! I hope your life has gotten a bit easier 🙂
I don’t know why but it’s hilarious to me to think that there was a split second in Yan Xuan’s mind when he was changing where he thought he might’ve looked too ugly LOL 😭
Oh those two~ ❤
Thank You for the new chapter ʚ♡⃛ɞ(ू•ᴗ•ू❁)
Thanks for the update
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Hi!!! Thank you so much for the translation. 😘❤️
Симпатичная китайская фраза, обозначающая «брак»
Спасибо за ваш перевод
Cute Chinese phrase for ‘marriage’
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Thank you for the update ❤️💯
Come on Yi Ning, just accept the fact that he’s your husband 😂 No need to hide it.
Thanks for the chapter!
»Yi NIng turned his head to look, and was stunned..« Yi Ning
So, how long will it take for rumors to spread from the Medicine Peak? lolol
Thx for the ch ٩( >ヮ<)۶
Thanks 😊