A full moon hung in the sky, and the bright light fell to the ground.
Shen Xingcong’s back pressed against the tree trunk, but he felt that he couldn’t see the face of the person in front of him clearly.
Was it anger, was it a smile, or was it expressionless.
He just felt a little cold. As well as a bit of pain in the jaw. He couldn’t help but stretch his hand to cover it.
“…Teacher Lan Jin treats me very well,”
He grabbed the wrist of the person in front of him, “Teach me, protect me, do not hide the least bit of selfish motives. I respect him like an elder.”
Xiao Lin asked similar questions more than once. Shen Xingcong used to respond in a slightly joking manner, but this time, he felt something was too different.
Was it because Xiao Lin had grown up?
Even his wrist bones were a bit thicker, unlike the frailness of his teenage years.
He wanted to tug it down: “Let go first, I am in some pain.”
However, Xiao Lin didn’t seem satisfied with his answer, and his fingers tightened. Shen Xingcong only felt that his jaw was about to be removed and couldn’t help but hiss.
“That person and me, who is on top?”
Hearing this question again.
Shen Xingcong couldn’t give an answer.
Lan Jin, for him, was an elder who was as gracious as a mountain, and Xiao Lin…
Regarding Xiao Lin’s impressions, it couldn’t be described in one sentence.
In the past, he disliked and feared him; but now that so much time has passed, he may really have treated Xiao Lin as a junior brother.
He pretends to be well-behaved in front of others, but he has a poisonous mouth towards him.
In the original story, Xiao Lin had already killed many people secretly at this time, and was a beast in human clothing; but now, Xiao Lin had done nothing at all.
Was the demon seed acting, or was it a disguise?
He didn’t know when it was, but Shen Xingcong didn’t even suspect this anymore.
He only wanted to stay at the Master’s home, with his Master, Senior Sister Yun Xiu, two Senior Brothers, and Xiao Lin to live a peaceful life together.
A peaceful life would be good.
No reply was heard.
Xiao Lin looked at the person in front of him. The other person seemed to be trying to avoid him, and his gaze fell on another place.
Suddenly, he felt disinterested and let go of his hand.
“Senior brother still has to decoct medicine for Teacher.”
Xiao Lin lowered his head, his eyes cast towards the porcelain bowl on the ground, his eyelids slightly hiding the dark light in his eyes.
“I won’t bother senior brother.”
Shen Xingcong’s jaw was still sore. Seeing him leaving, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. He subconsciously grabbed the person with his backhand.
Xiao Lin stopped and looked back sideways. His facial features became more and more three-dimensional in the dim light of night.
“I…” Shen Xingcong opened his mouth.
Unable to say more, he heard footsteps coming from the forest. A figure came out.
When bumping into the two in the darkness, Yu Fei was startled: “What are you two doing here?”
Shen Xingcong awkwardly retracted his hand: “Ah, nothing, just chatting.”
“Now is not the time to be lazy.” Yu Fei walked over to pull Shen Xingcong, “I heard that Teacher woke up, and Master went to see him. He was looking for you now.”
As soon as he returned from the secret realm, he heard that something had happened to Teacher Lan Jin.
Master had neither allowed to inform the other peaks of the matter, let alone tell him the details, and had only asked him to prescribe some medicinal types to regulate the meridians. He has been busy and flustered.
Shen Xingcong was pulled to walk away, and before he left, he glanced sideways and saw Xiao Lin still standing in the same place.
Under the shadow of the trees, his expression wasn’t very clear. It only felt like the figure was blurred, as if the entire person was shrouded in darkness.
.
“What does Master looking for me for?”
On the way, Shen Xingcong asked Yu Fei.
Yu Fei shook his head, indicating that he didn’t know.
Shen Xingcong hesitated: “Then in response to Teacher’s condition, did Master say anything?”
“The two seemed to be chatting in the room for a while, and then Master came out.” Yu Fei thought for a moment, “Since there were no other instructions, I think it’s nothing serious.”
Chatting along the way, they soon arrived at the main house. Yu Fei knocked on the door: “Master, I’ve led Xingcong here.”
The door opened automatically by the wind. Elder Jing Xin’s voice came from the inner room: “I’ve troubled you, you go back first.”
“This still doesn’t let me stay.”
Yu Fei muttered, patting Shen Xingcong’s shoulder, and left.
The house furnishings weren’t much different.
Elder Jing Xin was busy every day, and Shen Xingcong would rarely be called to speak alone. The last time he was seriously called was before Teacher Lan Jin’s accident.
The scene in front of him was somewhat familiar, and uneasiness rose in Shen Xingcong’s heart: “Master, you are looking for me for…”
Elder Jing Xin still asked him to sit down first, and after a moment of pondering, he said: “Do you know what happened to Lan Jin?”
Shen Xingcong still continued his previous remarks: “It is because of deviation…”
Elder Jing Xin interrupted: “Lan Jin’s spiritual veins are all damaged, his body has long been unsuitable for cultivation. But if it is just a forced breakthrough, it is not so bad that it will become like that. Now that there is no one else, you just speak frankly.”
Only then did Shen Xingcong realize that Master didn’t believe his words from the beginning. It was about Lan Jin’s privacy, so he didn’t directly expose him at that time.
He was silent for a few seconds: “Did Master know about that day’s matter before sending me to guard Teacher?”
Elder Jing Xin: “…”
Elder Jing Xin: “That’s right.”
Shen Xingcong softly: “No wonder.”
No wonder Lan Jin was so angry at that time when he knew he was outside.
No matter who it was, no one would want to be seen by others in that irrational state.
“This matter was of my own accord.” Elder Jing Xin said, “If no one relieves it in time, it may endanger Lan Jin’s life. This is the only way out.”
Lan Jin’s body often retained the roots of his illness, and other than the Sect Leader, he was no longer able to rely on transmitting spiritual energy to relieve it. Even he (JX) was at a loss. Year after year, he could only watch Lan Jin’s “passion issue” helplessly, locked in the cave alone, and endured it for life.
Especially this time, he also went into seclusion. Once the breakthrough fails, the “passion issue” will only become more tormenting, and the slightest carelessness will be life-threatening.
Only by finding someone to “dual cultivate” can it be slowed down.
He had no other choice.
Shen Xingcong was speechless.
He knew this, too, so he couldn’t blame Master. If he hadn’t been in the Unification stage that day, perhaps he would either be dragged down by Lan Jin, or watch the other person end his life because of his unbearable passion/desire.
But Master didn’t know, so he still thought that unspeakable secret things had happened between him and Lan Jin.
The same was true for Teacher Lan Jin.
No matter how much he explained, he would think that he was trying to cover it up and always felt guilty towards him.
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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“End of life?” Shen Xingcong was taken aback when he heard the words.
Elder Jing Xin: “Lan Jin is no longer able to break through, and his remaining lifespan is less than a year.”
If it depends on Lan Jin’s ridiculous words, it was precisely “the end of his life”.
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Today’s weather was very good, Lan Jin was sitting under a tree to study the sect book carefully, and suddenly heard something fall at his foot. When he looked down, he saw that it was a Chinese olive.
Lan Jin: ?
Although his heart was puzzled, he didn’t pay attention to it, and retracted his line of sight to continue studying the sect book.
“Bang bang.”
Then, there were a few more sounds, one after another.
Looking at his feet again, there was more than one this time, and three or four Chinese olives had fallen in a row.
Lan Jin finally raised his head, and suddenly a black shadow appeared above him, hanging upside down and “wow” towards him.
He was startled, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
Only later did he see the appearance of the black shadow clearly. It was actually Zhou Haotian. The direct disciple who entered the sect with him that day.
Zhou Haotian couldn’t help being bored when he saw him unresponsive. His knees were still hooked to the branches, the lower hem of his clothes was falling, and his body was swaying.
“Why didn’t you react at all?”
Lan Jin shook his head: “I was indeed frightened.”
“You call that being frightened?” Zhou Haotian stared wide-eyed.
Lan Jin picked up the sect book: “Look, the corners of the page are pinched and wrinkled.”
Zhou Haotian couldn’t help being speechless, so he landed nearby and sat beside Lan Jin.
“I really don’t understand the thoughts of the son of a rich family.”
He casually picked up the fruit and wiped it with his cuff a few times, handing it to Lan Jin, “Eat it, I took it from Liu Ming Peak. Super sweet.”
Lan Jin hesitantly took it. Seeing the person beside him had already picked up another fruit. He didn’t even wipe it this time, and sent it straight to his mouth. Biting it with a cracking sound.
Lan Jin: “Don’t you wipe it.”
“A little dirt never killed anybody.”
Zhou Haotian slurred and swallowed the fruit meat, and said, “Not to mention that you and I are both cultivators, this bit of dirt has no effect.”
Lan Jin scrutinized the fruit momentarily, then cast a cleansing spell. Only then took a bite.
Zhou Haotian covered his belly and laughed heartily: “You are exaggerating too much.”
Lan Jin paused, neither eating nor not eating.
“It’s fine, you eat it.” Zhou Haotian looked at him with his hand on his jaw, “It’s good to love cleanliness.”
If Lan Jin appears to be as beautiful as a woman, Zhou Haotian is handsome and dashing. A smile with tiger teeth, very pleasing to women.
And Zhou Haotian obviously also likes women. Lan Jin saw this person and other peak disciples all day, and didn’t know what to say, would be those beautiful female disciples amused giggles.
Lan Jin asked: “Why are you the only one today?”
Zhou Haotian was surprised: “If it’s not just me, how many more should there be?”
“I mean…” Lan Jin didn’t know how to describe the other person’s relationship with the other female cultivators.
If he said they were Dao companions, the number was too many.
He then didn’t mention it and shook his head: “It’s nothing.”
Although he and Zhou Haotian studied under the same person, they were only casual acquaintances.
He concentrated on cultivating and studying the sect books carefully, and occasionally went to Jing Xin’s place to discuss; Zhou Haotian every day was a divine dragon who saw its head but not its tail, his mind seemed to be elsewhere.
But he was smart, and he was able to deduce many things from what he had heard in the lectures. Therefore, the progress of his cultivation wasn’t inferior to him.
Lan Jin has been praised as a genius since he was a child, but now that he has met Zhou Haotian, he realizes that there are people more talented than oneself in the wider world. But the other side seemed to dislike showing off, every time there was a competition or appearance, he would push him in front of the stage.
Lan Jin didn’t know why the other person sent fruits and didn’t go. He waited for a while, and didn’t see the message. He couldn’t help but say: “What else do you have to do?”
Zhou Haotian: “This is driving me away? You are eating my fruit for free.”
Lan Jin: “I want to study the sect book carefully.”
“Together.” Zhou Haotian came closer, “If you don’t understand, you can ask me.”
Lan Jin frowned.
This sect book was already outside of Master’s lectures. No matter how intelligent Zhou Haotian was, he wouldn’t be able to understand something he hadn’t learned. Where did he get the courage to say this?
But he was also not of the nature to forcefully drive people away, so he stopped talking and lowered his head to focus.
Unexpectedly, however, whenever he read something obscure and difficult to understand, Zhou Haotian would speak out and enlighten him.
After Lan Jin figured it out, he realized that what the other person said was very correct. He couldn’t help but be surprised: “You’ve read it before?”
Zhou Haotian: “Not really.”
Lan Jin: “Then why…”
“Cultivation techniques always have similarities, so if you read more, you will know the regular patterns. And most importantly,” Zhou Haotian pointed his temples, “I’m smart.”
Lan Jin: “…”
Lan Jin: “Is this how you talk with female cultivators as well?”
This was the first time he had seen such a narcissist.
Zhou Haotian laughed: “You are not a female cultivator.”
Because of Lan Jin’s looks, many male cultivators will always be nervous in front of him for no reason. Although he understood, he was really impatient.
At this moment, hearing this, he only felt that the other person’s narcissism wasn’t so unbearable.
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly realized that the other person was coming closer, his arm coming across.
“But if you wish me to see you as a ‘woman’, it is not impossible.”
Zhou Haotian was naturally handsome.
At this time, the corners of his mouth were hooked as if there was a smile, even more charming.
Lan Jin was held between his arm and the tree trunk. He looked at the person before him and could almost sense each other’s breath.
The scattered fruits on the ground tumbled a few times with the wind and plunged into the soil.
The two people’s robes puffed up due to the incoming wind. From the back, it actually looked like they were hugging and kissing.
“!”
The taller man suddenly whimpered and covered his abdomen as he fell to the side.
Lan Jin got up with a calm demeanor: “It’s windy, I will go inside.”
After saying that, he didn’t even look at the man on the ground and left.
“Hey!” Zhou Haotian hurriedly followed, “I’m just joking, the Heart Piercing Spell is too ruthless!”
The two figures disappeared one after the other.
Since that day, for some unknown reason, Zhou Haotian always comes either with something or not. He claimed to be practicing together to make progress, but in reality, he was always trying to engage in small talk with him.
At first, Lan Jin would also respond with a few sentences because of politeness, and then tired of it, simply silent and didn’t answer.
So he was just hearing Zhou Haotian chattering alone.
“Liu Ming Peak’s Chinese olives…”
“Plum wine from Zhu Yu Peak…”
“Chestnut roast chicken from Wu Chang Peak…”
After breaking through the Golden Core, one can abstain from eating, and food is unnecessary. But it was only that the body didn’t need it.
It didn’t mean there wouldn’t be cravings.
Lan Jin couldn’t bear it anymore and finally opened his eyes: “Why are you always talking about food!”
Zhou Haotian curved his eyes and smiled: “Finally paying attention to me?”
Lan Jin: “…”
He was about to close his eyes again when he heard the person beside him say, “This is the most delicious food in all peaks, and you must not know about it because you’ve been locked up in the peaks for years. I wouldn’t tell an average person.”
Lan Jin was momentarily speechless: “You went to other peaks all the time before, is it possible that you went there just for the food?”
“Naturally.” Zhou Haotian said, “A cultivator’s life is long, but if he doesn’t have good food to accompany him, how boring it would be.”
Lan Jin: “Then why don’t you go now?”
“Good question.”
Zhou Haotian suddenly came closer and stared at him eagerly.
“It’s also boring to enjoy good food alone, why don’t you accompany me?”
Zhou Haotian’s eyes were already large, and now that he was staring from below, he reminded Lan Jin of the puppy he used to raise at home.
Whenever it asked for a bone, it would wag its tail around his feet.
Lan Jin hesitated for a moment and said: “I have no interest in food.”
Zhou Haotian began to talk again: “The Chinese olives of Liu Ming Peak, the plum wine of Zhu Yu Peak, and the chestnut roast chicken of Wu Chang Peak…”
Before he finished his words, he heard a grunt from inside the room.
Lan Jin’s face flushed slightly.
Zhou Haotian didn’t expose it, happily took him by the shoulder: “Let’s go, we will go tomorrow.”
Lan Jin went with him in the end.
The taste of the Chinese olives that day was indeed good, sweet and sour, with a lingering aftertaste.
He didn’t have many encounters with the other peaks. Led by Zhou Haotian, he saw the other person was called out all the way from senior sister to junior sister. It seemed like there was no one who didn’t know this person.
Seated in front of the stone table, the jade cup was presented, and a female cultivator helped to mix the plum wine.
Lan Jin was a little embarrassed and reached out: “I will do it myself.”
“No need.” The female cultivator dodged and chuckled, “Junior Brother Haotian finally brought you here, I have to treat you well.”
Lan Jin was dumbfounded: “Bring me here?”
“You don’t know that everyone wants to talk to you more. But you are closed up inside the peak all day, and we can’t go to Sect Leader Yun Island to disturb you without authorization.”
Lan Jin indeed didn’t know.
“They all praise you for your good looks.” Zhou Haotian smiled and said, “Although they are chatting with me, their minds are all on you.”
The female cultivator’s beautiful eyes glared away slightly: “You’re the one who talks too much.”
Lan Jin swallowed the plum wine to hide his embarrassment.
“Hey wait——”
The female cultivator rushed to stop, but it was too late.
Lan Jin had already swallowed an entire cup. It tasted good, sweet and refreshing.
He somewhat wondered why both of them looked shocked, then in the next second, he suddenly felt his head spinning. Overlapping images appeared in front of his eyes.
Zhou Haotian seemed to have stood up and said something to him. The voice was so loud and small that he couldn’t hear it clearly.
His head felt like a pot had been placed upside down on it, buzzing. Neither could he see nor hear clearly.
“Bang!”
There was a loud bang.
As if disconnected, he fell straight forward.
He didn’t know when he woke up again, when he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the familiar ceiling. Only to feel a splitting headache.
Fresh water was passed to his mouth. Only then did he notice that his mouth was dry, and he opened his mouth to drink it.
“You are drinking too quickly.”
Hearing the voice, Lan Jin couldn’t help but cough and raised his eyes to look.
It should be Zhou Haotian standing by his side, but he was a little unsure.
Because this person’s…face was really swollen. Completely covered the former handsomeness.
Zhou Haotian even had a bit of anger in his voice: “Master punished me for taking you out, but didn’t take care of you, causing you to faint. Said he would punish me.”
He hissed and touched his face, “He said that I wouldn’t go around causing trouble with this face.”
Lan Jin lost his words.
Zhou Haotian: “That wine has a high degree, you haven’t drank it before. Of course something will happen if you drink it all at once. It’s good to have woken up.”
Lan Jin pulled the quilt over his head.
“Are you still angry?” Zhou Haotian said anxiously, “I didn’t mean to. I just saw you staying in the peak all day and suffocated, and wanted to take you to eat something good, who told you to drink it all without saying a word.”
The quilt was trembling.
Zhou Haotian thought that his tone was too fierce, and his hand probed over: “Hey…”
Before he could pull it away, he heard a snigger.
Then, as if he could no longer hold back, he laughed so hard that the whole person curled up in a ball.
Zhou Haotian paused, then violently lifted the quilt: “Is my face so funny!”
Lan Jin was lying on the bed, suffering from both a headache and a stomachache. Seeing Zhou Haotian come closer. Once he looked at the person’s face, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing again.
Zhou Haotian collapsed: “Don’t laugh!”
This wasn’t tolerable for the always narcissistic him.
Lan Jin finally held back.
Because it was too much of a contrast from his usual self. It was only when he saw it unexpectedly that he found it unbearable.
He propped himself up and sat up, his fingertips touching Zhou Haotian’s face: “Does it still hurt.”
“It still hurts.”
For cultivators, this kind of skin injury is nothing. It was just ugly.
Zhou Haotian saw Lan Jin take the initiative to approach for the first time. Because the other person had drunk wine, the ends of his eyes were slightly red at this time, and his appearance was more and more gorgeous than usual.
His heart moved: “If you give me a blow, it won’t hurt anymore.”
Only after the words came out of his mouth did he realize that these words weren’t normal. Just when he wanted to make up for it, he saw Lan Jin had already come closer, holding his face and lightly blowing out.
The wind brushed against his cheeks, bringing with it a slight plum scent. He obviously hadn’t yet consumed any wine, but at this time, he was also brought out a trace of drunkenness.
Lan Jin was a little embarrassed after he did it.
What’s the use of blowing. Since he was a cultivator, he should use his techniques to heal his injuries.
He just wanted to do it with his hand but was caught.
“Master said he wanted me to remember the lesson and not to heal my wounds.”
Zhou Haotian said, “After you blew on it, it seems like it doesn’t hurt as much.”
Lan Jin: “Um, en.”
The two looked at each other quietly.
A moment later, they coincidentally turned their heads away.
Zhou Haotian walked outside with his hands and feet alike: “I, I will go fetch you water again.”
Lan Jin burrowed into the quilt: “Okay, okay. Many thanks.”
Only when the door closed did the taut bodies of the two men relax.
One person had his back against the door, his hands covering his blown cheeks; the other clenched the quilt, half of his head shrank in, revealing only a pair of eyes.
Plum wine was really intoxicating.
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Later, Lan Jin and Zhou Haotian became closer. Even the Sect Leader noticed the two were unusual and couldn’t help but poke fun at them. Lan Jin wouldn’t admit it, just stole a glance at Zhou Haotian more often.
He originally thought that this person was just a little clever, and loved to pick the flowers and trample the grass. But then he realized that this wasn’t the case.
Zhou Haotian’s age wasn’t a few years older than him, but he had been to many places and read many sect books. Often tell him some outside things, the world is large, numerous seas and rivers, which makes people’s heart yearning.
In particular, he knew a lot about the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm.
Lan Jin only knew that it was desolate and a hiding place for demon cultivators. Other than that, he knew nothing else. Zhou Haotian didn’t want to mention it at first, but accidentally, his mouth leaked. Hearing Lan Jin’s repeated questions, he had no choice but to say: “Okay, but you are not allowed to tell the others.”
Lan Jin asked why Zhou Haotian knew so much, and the other person replied: “Before I entered the sect, I worshiped a casual cultivator as my master. He took me to punish evil and uphold justice, so he went to a lot of places.”
Lan Jin: “What about that master of yours. Why didn’t he come along?”
“…” Zhou Haotian smiled, “He is too old. He was disliked.”
After speaking, he changed the subject again.
Lan Jin was attracted by his interest, but didn’t realize that Zhou Haotian’s expression was a bit off.
One day, he went to the Shu Pavilion as usual to look through the books. Zhou Haotian, who had been pestering him all day, didn’t show up.
Lan Jin thought to himself that he would finally not be disturbed again today. But after looking through a few pages, he always felt uneasy, so he got up.
He first went to Zhou Haotian’s house and knocked on the door, but no one answered. And turned to the main house, Jingshi, and so on.
But after going to the place where the other person usually goes, he still didn’t find him.
Was it possible that he went to the other peaks again?
Lan Jin didn’t know why his heart wasn’t in the right place, so he simply sat outside Zhou Haotian’s house and waited.
He waited from day to night. The light was so dim that even the words in the book were hard to read.
It’s so late. Where on earth did he go?
Lan Jin put away the book and got up, suddenly he heard footsteps behind him. Turning back, he saw a figure walking in the darkness.
He was hunched over and clad in a wide robe.
“Haotian.”
He called out his name and was about to greet him, but saw the other person pause.
“Why have you come?”
Lan Jin was stunned when he heard the words.
It was the first time he had heard Zhou Haotian being so impatient.
“I,” Lan Jin lifted the book, “I have questions I want to ask.”
Zhou Haotian gazed at him for a few seconds and softened his tone: “Tomorrow, I’m inconvenienced today.”
Lan Jin was also meant to find an excuse and walked forward: “You are unwell…”
Before he got close, he saw him abruptly move back: “Don’t touch me!”
Lan Jin froze in place.
Because the sky was too dark, and for some reason, Zhou Haotian was wrapped in a layer of robe, he couldn’t see the other person’s appearance clearly.
After that sentence, the other person didn’t utter a single word and hurriedly passed him.
When he passed by, he didn’t know if it was an illusion, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhou Haotian’s backhand that seemed to have tattoos, demon patterns.
Lan Jin had heard Zhou Haotian mention it before, and couldn’t help blurting out: “…magic patterns?”
Zhou Haotian abruptly stopped.
Lan Jin approached: “Your hand, let me see.”
Zhou Haotian didn’t move.
Lan Jin frowned slightly and was about to make a move, but then saw him turn around and took the initiative to take off his robe and hood.
Lan Jin finally saw his face clearly.
In accordance with the dark light, his appearance was still handsome, and he couldn’t see anything wrong. But underneath the high collar, a few patterns could be vaguely seen climbing out, gradually spreading upwards until the lower jaw.
When this fact was confirmed, Lan Jin couldn’t say a word for a long time.
“…have you seen it.”
Zhou Haotian grinned, his canine teeth visible.
That smile, however, was more bitter than any that Lan Jin had ever seen.
“Do your best to go inform master and exterminate the demon cultivator.”
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HAH NEVER CLICKED SO FAST BRO
16 MINS AFTER IT’S POSTED AND I’M ALREADY HERE, COMMENTING EVEN THO I HAVEN’T READ THE CHAPTER YET MWAHAHAHAHA
Thank you for your enthusiasm >.<
Wait, lemme read it now🫶
huh wait who is zhou haotian again? I dont remember him😭 anyways thank you for the chapter!!
He is a new character ^^
oh I see! thanks, i haven’t read this in a long time ❤️
You’re welcome!
OMG A SIDE SHIP BACK STORY (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ
LAN JIN DON’T DIE PLEASE🙏
Thank you so much for the chapter! <3
I’m going to cry in the corner~
Thank You for the new chapter ( ∩ˇωˇ∩)♡
Oh my… My theory is that Lan Jin hates demonic cultivators so much because Zhou Haotian (aka: his loverboy) became one and because of that something very bad happened to him… i hope I’m wrong tho… I like this character, he’s funny :/
I just want Lan Jin to be safe and happy…. Q_Q
Oh dear 😭😭 There’s probably a misunderstanding between these two
Bittersweet