Early the next morning, they got up and continued their journey.
Jiangbei and Yu’an Town were not far apart. Lin Liaoting was in a hurry to go back and wanted to arrive in one go, but Jian Xiuyun was worried that Xiao Xi’er would not be able to bear it, so they stopped to rest at noon.
The place where they rested was a forest. It was hot at the time and provided just enough shade.
The three of them found a spot to sit down. Jian Xiuyun took out a few pastries that he bought from the inn in the morning from his qiankun pouch, handing them to Xiao Xi’er as he said, “You need to take care of yourself first, and then we will go to Jiangbei.”
Xiao Xi’er nodded obediently and took it. After eating a few pieces, she choked and said to Jian Xiuyun, “Brother Immortal, I want water.”
Jian Xiuyun turned around and realized that he had not prepared any water at all.
So he took the bottle, stood up and said, “I’m going to look for water. Don’t leave this spot.”
When Kan Wenxiao heard this, he also stood up and said, “I will also accompany Shizun.”
Jian Xiuyun paused, but before he could refuse, Kan Wenxiao had already walked over and took the bottle from his hand in swift and natural movements.
Although he was unwilling in his heart, Jian Xiuyun couldn’t avoid it too obviously, so he had to swallow his rejection.
Due to yesterday’s incident, Jian Xiuyun remained silent all the way.
In order to avoid any eye contact, he pretended to look around seriously, looking left and right in search of water.
Kan Wenxiao followed him silently like a shadow.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Jian Xiuyun spotted a small stream nearby, winding down from high terrain.
Jian Xiuyun walked to the stream and squatted down.
The stream in the forest was clean and pure, with a unique clearness. Jian Xiuyun cupped some water in his hands and rinsed his face, then reached out to Kan Wenxiao for the bottle and put it in the stream.
A swimming fish leisurely passed by wagging its tail. When Jian Xiuyun saw it, he became playful and slapped the water with his hand. The fish was instantly frightened and fled away.
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The forest was quiet, except for the occasional chirping of birds and the whistles of the wind.
It made his heart flutter.
Kan Wenxiao suddenly wanted to make everything clear. He didn’t want to figure it out slowly, hold back, wait for the perfect time, and wait for Jian Xiuyun to slowly adapt.
The scenery was just right today and the breeze was gentle.
He wanted to tell him the feelings he had been harboring for Jian Xiuyun.
“Shizun.” Kan Wenxiao clasped his hands behind his back and suppressed the tremor in his voice.
“Hm?” Jian Xiuyun maintained a half-crouched position, filling up water while glancing sideways at him, waiting for him to continue.
However, a long silence stretched out, and Kan Wenxiao simply looked back at him with deep eyes.
What he wanted to say seemed difficult to utter, and his thin lips were pressed tightly together, forming a straight line.
“Where is the hairpin?” After a long time, Kan Wenxiao finally said.
Jian Xiuyun’s eyes were full of confusion, “What hairpin?”
“My gift in return.” Kan Wenxiao finally spoke smoothly, “Shizun accepted my jade ring, but you have not given me a hairpin yet.”
When Jian Xiuyun heard this, his hand shook and the bottle almost fell into the stream.
If the jade ring could be rationalized yesterday, how should he rationalize it now?
Does Kan Wenxiao really feel like that towards him?
What was this? The two of them clearly had a deadly blood feud in their previous lives!
Regardless of whether the bottle was full or not, Jian Xiuyun stood up, took a sip from it, trying his utmost to not panic.
After calming down, he turned his head and said to Kan Wenxiao, “It is not appropriate for you and I to give each other this kind of gift. I got a spiritual weapon before I became a teacher, and I will give that to you when we get back.”
In order to emphasize their identity, Jian Xiuyun put particular emphasis on the word “teacher”.
After saying that, he turned around and walked in the direction they came from.
He didn’t want to be alone with Kan Wenxiao at all at this moment, he just wanted to head back as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, before he had taken a few steps, his wrist was suddenly caught, and a strong force pulled him back. By the time he realized what was happening, he was already pressed against a tree, and Kan Wenxiao’s hand landed next to his ear, trapping him.
Jian Xiuyun was stunned for a moment, before his pupils instantly dilated. His voice was unconsciously filled with anger, and he shouted, “What are you doing!”
Kan Wenxiao stretched his right hand to the side of his face, curled his fingers slightly, barely brushing against his face. Jian Xiuyun turned his head to the side with some resistance, and then felt the hand pause before continuing upward.
Then, Jian Xiuyun felt his hair loosen, before collapsing and falling down like water.
Only then did Jian Xiuyun react. Kan Wenxiao had taken off the white jade hairpin that bound his hair.
“I don’t want a spiritual weapon.” Kan Wenxiao looked down at him. His crow-feathered eyelashes trembled slightly, hot breath spraying on his forehead.
When Jian Xiuyun raised his head, he saw Kan Wenxiao’s face. The two of them were too close. He tried his best to lean back, but there was a tree behind him, making him unable to avoid him.
How so?
It stands to reason that Kan Wenxiao’s next task should be to unify the cultivation world, gather a wide harem, and then throw him into a dungeon for torture.
But looking at their current posture, he is the one Kan Wenxiao wants to take into his harem.
For a moment, Jian Xiuyun just felt that fate was playing tricks on him and he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
They were obviously both men, and they were still master and disciple, how could they be together?
Although Kan Wenxiao’s appearance after recovery was really to his liking.
But that didn’t mean he liked him.
He died so miserably at the hands of Kan Wenxiao in his previous life, it will be really hard for him to let go of everything and be with him.
No, not even be with him, but be a member of his vast harem.
However, Jian Xiuyun did not dare refuse outright, for fear that Kan Wenxiao’s love would turn into hatred. Then after he unified the cultivation world, he would again throw him into a dungeon and torture him.
Thinking of this, Jian Xiuyun felt slumped.
Chaos, everything was in chaos.
However, Kan Wenxiao did not notice anything unusual about him and continued to speak, “Shizun, I want…”
“Wenxiao.” Jian Xiuyun interrupted him abruptly.
As expected, Kan Wenxiao paused and looked at him, waiting for his next words.
Jian Xiuyun’s brain was churning rapidly. When he was thinking about his next words, he suddenly noticed the stream nearby turn red.
Jian Xiuyun’s intuition was that something was wrong. He looked at it carefully, and then he was startled. He pointed towards it and said, “Blood.”
Kan Wenxiao heard his words and followed his gaze.
The originally clear stream turned increasingly scarlet at some point.
He is becoming audacious day by day…. It won’t be long I guess… Hehehehe
😜
Despite all his protests, Jian Xiuyun pretty much said that his only hold-ups are the trauma from the past life (which, let’s be honest, is his own fault) and their teacher-disciple relationship. But the second is not so strong as you could say Kan Wenxiao already graduated. And despite Chinese saying “a teacher for a day, a father for the life”, novels seem to lack any issue with it! Aside of some kinky token resistance.
Trauma is a serious issue, but we still have time…
Thank you for the chapter.
In those kind of cultivation novels, a teacher-discipline bond is sacred and it doesn’t have an expiration date. Unless one of them dies or completely cuts off the bond, it’s a taboo to start a romantic relationship between them(like a minor sleeping with an adult teacher, for example). So it’s understandable why he gives emphasis to such thing…but Wenxiao will find a way to break it😅
Scum Villain Self-Saving System and all its friends left the chat. 🤣
Kabedon! And then there is trouble…lol
Thank you for the chapter!