“I heard that Xiaoyao Sect has a new youth this time, who has broken through the Golden Core at a young age. Being accepted as a direct disciple by the Xiaoyao Sect’s Sect Leader is truly enviable.”
“Hey! Talent is something that can only be found by chance, not by search. Even if the same person seeks immortal fate, has different teachers, future circumstances are still not the same. Perhaps you and I will die at the Nascent Soul stage, but for that young man, this is just the beginning.”
“Not only that, that young man was born good-looking. He has attracted the hearts and minds of countless cultivators since he first appeared on the scene.”
“Oh? Compared to the current Daoist Sect Leader, who is more handsome?”
“Not the same.” The cultivator smiled, “One is handsome; while that young man is too delicate and charming. Even I, who caught a glimpse of him that day, still remember him in my heart to this day.”
“I’m getting all the more curious when you say it like that. What is that person’s name?”
“Lan Jin.”
“One of the three major cultivation families, the youngest son of the Lan family.”
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Vaguely dreaming of the past, Lan Jin slowly opened his eyes. The wooden ceiling came into view. Wrapped in a quilt, his body was no longer as hot as before. Finally, he regained peace.
He hasn’t yet returned to his senses and couldn’t even tell when it is now. He heard the sound of porcelain clinking beside him.
“Teacher Lan Jin, you are awake?”
The tone was clearly excited, but he deliberately lowered his voice for fear of scaring him.
Lan Jin cast his gaze over and saw a person standing in front of the bed. He was putting down the bowl of medicine in his hand.
The nose smelled a faint bitter aroma. The person approached the bed, and a probing hand reached out: “Teacher, how are you feeling now?”
Seeing that wide palm, Lan Jin’s pupils suddenly shrink and get back to avoid.
Shen Xingcong’s hand hovered in mid-air, then retracted: “Teacher, if you can get up now, do you want to drink the medicine?”
The medicine was Elder Jing Xin’s prescription. In case Lan Jin wakes up suddenly, he has been brewing it. If it got cold, he would replace it with another bowl.
Lan Jin looked at him, his arm propped up on the bed, as if want to sit up.
Shen Xingcong was about to help, but was refused: “No need, I will do it myself.”
Shen Xingcong could only retract his hand again and turned to get the decoction. The decoction was bitter, and the liquid was almost black. At this moment, it was steaming, rising upward into a curl of white smoke.
His fingertips were just about to touch the bowl and spoon, and then he heard the voice beside him.
“What did I do to you before?”
At these words, Shen Xingcong paused.
Turning his head to look, he saw that the person on the bed was already hunched over his back, his five fingers deadlocked on the quilt.
“Nothing.” Shen Xingcong replied, “Teacher was probably too overwhelmed and quickly lost consciousness. Then Master rushed over and sent Teacher back with me.”
Lan Jin didn’t reply.
Shen Xingcong saw this: “Teacher should still drink the medicine first.”
He wanted to carry the bowl over. Just as he approached the person’s mouth, he was stopped.
The other person grabbed his arm, still hanging his head.
“Impossible, the symptoms this time are absolutely not easily relieved. If there is no one to help…”
Speaking until here, Lan Jin’s voice trembled slightly, and his five fingers grew tighter.
If no one helped, perhaps he would die in the most ridiculously embarrassing manner.
The memories of when he was controlled by lust/desire were already slightly blurred. He only felt his body was burning hot and desperately wanted to vent this discomfort. To the extent that he lost his mind.
The last thing he remembered was someone approaching as his body was about to catch fire.
Skin touched skin, and that alone made him feel much more comfortable. So, he followed his instincts and tried to go deeper.
After that…
More details were lost on him. But he remembered the face of the speaker to the end.
It was Shen Xingcong.
If he really did lay hands on Shen Xingcong when he was delirious, then he——
“Teacher.”
Between the confusion in his mind, he heard a reply.
Shen Xingcong had always been loud. But at this moment, as if to appease him, his speech was extremely slow, and his tone was gentle.
“You didn’t do anything. After I found you, you did lose consciousness.”
Lan Jin finally looked over.
Seven years in seclusion, the years didn’t leave too many traces on the cultivator’s face. But compared to before, it always felt that Shen Xingcong’s eyes were much more somber.
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It wasn’t like before, seeing his eyes light up, wagging the invisible tail to run.
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Warmth was transmitted. Lan Jin subconsciously opened his mouth, and the medicinal liquid was immediately poured into his mouth. It wasn’t very hot. The intense bitterness stimulated his taste buds, but it calmed him down a bit.
“Xingcong,” he said in a dry, hoarse voice, “If I really did something irreparable to you, be sure to speak with me. I…”
“I will do my best to be responsible.”
Shen Xingcong listened in his ears and continued to feed the medicine: “As I said, Teacher just fainted. If you don’t believe me, I will have Master come over later to explain.”
Lan Jin still wanted to say something but was blocked by the spoon. The knot in his throat moved slightly, and he swallowed down the medicinal liquid.
Afterward, there were no words, and the only sound heard in the room was the sound of a spoon colliding with a porcelain bowl. The table was lit with incense, which is used to soothe the body and mind.
A bowl of medicine quickly drank up, and Shen Xingcong helped the person to lie down.
“Teacher still needs to rest, I will go call Master.”
Lan Jin looked at the person in front of him, and didn’t make a sound. Until he turned to go, only then blurted out: “You do not want to ask me?”
Shen Xingcong paused in his steps and looked at Lan Jin.
“…this matter, after all, will also implicate you.” Lan Jin said softly, “If you have anything you want to know, ask now.”
Shen Xingcong looked at him for a moment and moved his eyes away: “Do Teacher remember the invasion of demon cultivators eight years ago?”
Lan Jin froze.
“I used to think that Teacher is gentle and kind-hearted, even in the face of demon cultivators wouldn’t be hard-hearted enough to.” Shen Xingcong smiled, “But that day’s decisive decapitation of demon cultivators really scared me.”
Lan Jin was silent for a moment: “That was the first day you saw a dead person.”
He similarly remembered.
Suddenly caught up in the spiritual realm, that demon cultivator they met obviously knew about his past. Stimulated over and over again, he was at the end of his patience before he killed him. When he looked back, he saw Shen Xingcong’s ghastly face, holding the tree, seemed to be about to vomit.
Lan Jin: “Disappointed in me?”
Shen Xingcong shook his head: “I am just a little surprised…always feel that compared to others, I was more understanding of Teacher a bit. But I also understand that Teacher is not willing to mention the past.”
“So Teacher’s past, I will not ask more.” He said, “Yesterday’s matter I will also never mention it to the second person.”
“Teacher just accidentally went deviant when he was in seclusion and fainted.”
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Closing the door of the house.
Shen Xingcong was about to take the bowls and spoons back to the kitchen when he turned his head and bumped into a silhouette.
The other person stood beside the door and didn’t know how long he had been there, his expression hidden in the shadows. Seeing him come out, he lightly glanced at him.
“Xiao Lin?” Shen Xingcong was stunned, “When did you come.”
How did he not notice?
Xiao Lin didn’t answer this question: “Senior brother has been taking care of him for a day and a night.”
“Well, it could not be considered as taking care of him either.”
After all, Lan Jin hadn’t woken up before. He could only wait by his side, unable to do anything.
“Since the person has woken up, senior brother should feel relieved.”
Xiao Lin looked at Shen Xingcong.
“So what happened before, senior brother always has the thought to tell me?”
Shen Xingcong played dumb: “What things?”
Xiao Lin raised his hand: “If senior brother does not want to mention it, then go talk in front of Teacher?”
Only then did Shen Xingcong notice that the two were standing in a position where they could easily be overheard talking. Even though Lan Jin was currently weak, and his hearing ability wasn’t as good as before. But he was still a little worried and hurriedly pulled over Xiao Lin: “You come with me.”
At this time, it was already sunset, and Jing Xin Peak was shrouded in the dim light of night. Occasionally, one could hear the raucous chirping of cicadas.
The two of them walked forward for a while. Only when he confirmed that there was no one in the vicinity did Shen Xingcong let go of the person.
“Didn’t I tell you everything.” He said, “I had only been in for a while when you and master arrived, and as soon as I went in, I saw Teacher Lan Jin fainted on the ground. What else do you want to ask?”
Xiao Lin: “From the time we received contact from senior brother to the time we rushed over, a full three incense sticks of time had passed.”
He smilingly said, “Senior brother haven’t done anything during this period?”
Shen Xingcong: “…”
The time gap was indeed a bit long.
At that time, Teacher Lan Jin wasn’t quite normal. It was only when he probed with his divine consciousness that he realized that the other person’s breath was disordered and his qi and blood were attacking his heart. He was already acting entirely on instinct.
Even communicating with him was useless, and leaving him unattended was even more dangerous. So, he could only use his spiritual energy to help him guide his energy.
The process was very difficult. Even if he was at the Unification stage, when waiting for Lan Jin to calm down, the spiritual energy had almost reached the bottom.
If Lan Jin was clear-headed, he would have realized that his cultivation was unusual. But the situation was urgent, and he couldn’t care too much then.
Soon afterward, Master came with Xiao Lin.
Master asked him, in order to avoid exposing his cultivation, he lied. Although there was no need to hide his strength in the face of Xiao Lin, Lan Jin’s condition was really unsuitable for others to mention.
He hid the specifics: “At that time, Teacher’s situation was critical, so I helped guide him with my spiritual energy.”
“Since it was like that.” Xiao Lin said, “Why did he say he was responsible for senior brother?”
“That was a misunderstanding on Teacher’s part.” Shen Xingcong hurriedly said, “You, don’t think too much. Teacher really just went deviant during meditation.”
Xiao Lin seemed to have heard a joke and gave a ha.
Shen Xingcong was puzzled: “Is there anything wrong?”
Xiao Lin approached.
When the distance was close in, Shen Xingcong realized that the child was taller than him at some point.
Formerly, he still needed to bend his head. At this moment, he actually had to slightly tilt his chin up. Because he felt the sense of oppression, he couldn’t help but back away.
In the night, Xiao Lin’s eyes curved up: “Senior brother thinks I would care about someone else?”
“It doesn’t matter if that person has gone deviant or is burning with desire. What does it have to do with me.”
Thump.
Shen Xingcong couldn’t retreat anymore, as his back was already against the tree trunk. The tree was rough, passing through the clothes fabric.
The porcelain bowl in his hand fell and landed in the soft soil. The residual medicinal liquid was still at the bottom of the bowl, slowly dripping out along the smooth inner wall, soaked into the soil. At this time, no one took care of it.
“I care about senior brother.”
The corners of Xiao Lin’s mouth were hooked, but his smile didn’t reach the bottom of his eyes.
“Have you forgotten the previous agreement?”
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Someone came in again from outside the house.
Lan Jin thought it was Shen Xingcong, and he was about to prop himself up and sit up when he saw that it was Yun Xiu who had come in.
The other person was very surprised to see him wake up. Immediately came over with quick steps: “Teacher, you are awake. How is your body?”
Seeing no one else behind her, Lan Jin asked: “Where is Xingcong?”
“Xingcong?” Yun Xiu was puzzled, “I didn’t see him when I came over, Teacher wants to see him for something?”
Lan Jin remained silent for a moment and shook his head.
Yun Xiu: “Master just told me that he sensed Teacher’s breath and asked me to come over to see the situation. I didn’t expect that Teacher had really woken up. I will go inform master now.”
Seeing her leave, Lan Jin lay back on the bed again, closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep.
It wasn’t long before Elder Jing Xin came. Seeing that Lan Jin was still sleeping, he didn’t make a sound to disturb him. He approached the bedside, wanting to examine his physical condition.
As soon as his hand reached out and before he had touched it, he heard the man in front of him speak: “Did Elder send Xingcong to come?”
Elder Jing Xin paused and withdrew his hand: “Lan Jin.”
Lan Jin opened his eyes: “I already said before I go into seclusion, this is my own choice. Whether I die or live I don’t blame others. Xingcong is your disciple, how could you send him there.”
Elder Jing Xin didn’t reply. After a long time, he let out a long sigh.
“If you die, how am I supposed to explain when the Sect Leader comes out?”
Lan Jin: “Life and death are ruled by fate. As a cultivator, why do you need to be concerned.”
Elder Jing Xin: “You are still young.”
Hearing this, Lan Jin couldn’t help pulling the corners of his mouth.
“…young.” He said, “I’m afraid only Elder can say that.”
Elder Jing Xin: “…”
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Jing Xin was already over half a hundred years old when he received the immortal fate. In the mortal realm, it would have long been the age with generations of offspring filling the house.
However, he still didn’t hesitate to sever the ties of the mortal world and traveled alone to the Lingyuan Continent——a flourishing world that existed in legends and where the immortals were located.
Then he discovered that the “immortals” weren’t as far-fetched as rumors had it. They also have seven emotions and six desires, and they also have children.
He didn’t know how long it had been since the first “immortal” appeared. The Lingyuan Continent is now home to a large number of families, and there are many immortal sects.
Or there is a more appropriate name for them—— “Cultivators”.
Jing Xin entered the Xiaoyao Sect by chance. Initially, he thought that his talent was quite superior, but when he entered the inner sect, he realized that he was completely obliterated.
So he worked harder and harder. One hundred years passed, the only former Foundation Building fellow disciple passed away, and he finally broke through the Golden Core, officially making a name in the ranks of cultivators.
One day, the Xiaoyao Sect was extremely lively.
Usually, everyone was in a state of hardship, except for cultivation, they were taking care of the spiritual fields and raising spiritual beasts, but that day, the inner sect was as noisy as a festival.
It was the sect leader who brought in two direct disciples.
Jing Xin was usually a man of few words, and has never liked to join in the fun. But he was probably infected by the atmosphere of that day, and actually also went to see.
Then, he saw the young man’s figure in the crowd at a glance.
His age was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was born outstandingly stunning. A pair of eyes were flowing light and overflowing color, all over the body was permeated with the youthful high spirit, making people unable to move their eyes.
Jing Xin originally thought he was only a disciple of Jie Bie Peak, and he was so old that perhaps he would never have an interaction with this direct disciple in his life.
But he didn’t expect to be called out one day. Standing before him was precisely the beautiful young man who was like a crane standing among chickens that day.
“This is Jing Xin, who has entered the sect for many years. Although his talent is not as good as yours, he is hardworking and dependable, and he often loves to study. You can study with him in the near future.”
Jing Xin never thought that among the thousands of disciples, he would be picked to accompany this young man.
The young man wasn’t arrogant and smiled at him. In an instant, he felt that thousands of spring waters had melted into this smile.
Jing Xin’s heart moved, and somehow blurted out: “That’s great, you are so young.”
This had always been a matter of concern in his heart. Compared to common cultivators, he had started too late.
This young man was so young and talented that he was bound to achieve great things in the future. He was really envious.
Focusing only on this point, he didn’t realize that his words were somewhat abrupt. When he waited for a response, the atmosphere was already a bit awkward.
Jing Xin coughed softly: “I mean…”
“I know.” The young man chuckled, “Because you are envious of me.”
The tone conveyed a hint of self-satisfaction unique to teenagers, but it didn’t cause offense.
“Lan Jin.” The master beside him frowned.
“Senior Brother Jing Xin.” Lan Jin cupped his hand, “Master criticized me for not being firm in my theories. And senior brother is the best at this, please give me more advice in the future.”
Jing Xin hastily cupped his hand similarly.
After exchanging greetings, the two of them became familiar with each other in the future.
Although Lan Jin came from a prominent family, he wasn’t quite the same as the kind of official children in Jing Xi’s impression. He has a gentle temperament and loves to smile from time to time. But not excessively quiet, which adds a lot of fun to his always dull cultivation life.
As he thought. Due to his outstanding talent and the fact that he had memorized the theory, Lan Jin’s cultivation quickly surpassed his. At a young age, he had broken into Nascent Soul.
Someone asked him if he was resentful. He just shook his head.
Everyone has their own destiny. In his eyes, Lan Jin was a cultivator who would sooner or later make a name for himself in the Lingyuan Continent. If he could give him some help during his growth, it would also be meaningful to him.
But soon afterward, Lan Jin stopped coming.
Not long after that, news of Lan Jin’s disappearance came.
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Agreement?
Shen Xingcong didn’t understand the meaning of this sentence.
Did he mean that agreement of “always accompany you” a long time ago?
Although he said it with all sincerity at the time, it gradually turned into a joke that disgusted the other person.
Why did he suddenly mention this.
“I,” Shen Xingcong hesitated, “I am here, I didn’t leave.”
Xiao Lin stretched out his hand, and the back of his hand lightly pressed on his cheek. The movement was gentle.
“Is senior brother playing dumb? You know perfectly well that is not what I was referring to.”
The tone was very light, but it always felt a little cold.
The temperature was equally cold.
Due to his low body temperature, Shen Xingcong only felt that he was a cold-blooded animal pestering him, and he couldn’t help but get goosebumps.
He inclined his head to avoid it. In the next second, the strength on his face suddenly increased.
Pain came from his jaw.
He couldn’t avoid it and had to look at the person before him.
That person held his jaw firmly. The five fingers were long and slender, and the knuckles were clearly defined.
“I said, I don’t care what other people do to Senior Brother. Kissing, hugging, or dual cultivating. Regardless of Senior Brother’s wishes.”
“But I will never allow anyone to be above me. Doesn’t senior brother understand.”
Xiao Lin’s peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly. The pitch-black pupils were drenched in the color of the night, as if they were sunk in a silt that couldn’t be dissolved.
“How exactly do you feel about that person?”
He said he didn’t care if other people kissed, hugged, or dual cultivated with Shixiong 🙈. But he goes loco with the thought that they might have a higher place/more important than him HAHAHAHAHAHHA. THE DUALITY OF THIS BOY
Justice for Lan Jin!!!!! And as always, out boy Xiao Lin is so f*cking scary…..
Thank you for the chapter~♡
Xiao Lin, have mercy and spare Lan Jin in the future 😭🙏
spare Lan Jin +1!
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Not the only one
I knew it. There’s a lot of us, just kinda low-key 🤞🏻
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