Jian Xiuyun stood in front of the vermillion window, quietly gazing at the heavy snow outside.
It snowed all night the night before, and it still hadn’t stopped. The silvery white blanketed the ground, blurring the boundaries between heaven and earth. It seemed endlessly vast.
Two young women in green clothes and buns hurried from the snow to the eaves. While patting the snow on their bodies, they complained, “It’s snowing really heavily.”
“Yeah, my shoes are all wet.”
One of the maids abruptly changed the subject, “Do you think fighting in this weather is possible?”
The other maid said with unconcealed respect in her tone, “The Lord has great cultivation and is brave and excels at fighting. How can he be affected by the weather? He will definitely be able to conquer Xuyu Peak as soon as possible.”
“Yes, there is only Xuyu Peak left for The Lord left to unify the cultivation world. I think that day is just around the corner.”
“That’s right, by then, no one will dare to look down on our Fusang Clan!”
“No one dares to now.”
“Yes, yes, yes, look at my bad mouth.”
“This is the Lord’s bedroom, who allowed you to make noise here!” A male voice suddenly sounded, and the two brisk girls instantly lowered their voices, begging for mercy in a hushed tone.
“Mr. Rong, spare my life, this slave deserves to die!”
“This slave deserves to die!”
“Twenty palm strikes for each!” Manager Rong said unhesitant.
As soon as the palace maids kneeling on the ground raised their hands, a cold voice sounded, “Forget it.”
Manager Rong heard the order and backed off. When he saw a thin and pale face by the window, he saluted respectfully, then waved to the two palace maids and said, “Get out of here!”
The two palace maids stood up in panic, and said in unison, “Thank you, Jian Xianjun,” and then left.
Jian Xiuyun raised his hand and closed the window, then walked to the bed and sat down.
The charcoal was burning brightly, dispelling the cold, but he still felt a little chilly in his heart.
Kan Wenxiao went to attack Xuyu Peak.
Three months ago, Chi Jin Sect trapped them in the inner city and ambushed them. There were many casualties and the vitality of the eight sects was severely damaged.
Then he was locked up by Kan Wenxiao.
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Knowing that Xuyu Peak is now the only remaining sect among the eight sects; the last hope of the cultivation world.
Jian Xiuyun also knew that it would perish in a moment, just like in his last life.
And Kan Wenxiao will unify the world of cultivation and become the new ruler.
What about Yu Shaozhi and the others?
What about himself?
A soft sigh sounded in the huge room, and Jian Xiuyun slowly closed his eyes.
It was night, it was already the hour of ox.
Not long after Jian Xiuyun fell asleep, the quilt was suddenly lifted, and then a hot body pressed up behind him.
Jian Xiuyun’s eyes snapped open.
He knew who was behind him, but didn’t move.
The person behind him seemed to have noticed. He kissed his neck gently, and said in a low voice, “I’m sorry for waking you up.”
“Why are you…” Jian Xiuyun’s voice trembled slightly.
Kan Wenxiao seemed to know what he was going to ask, and replied directly, “The others are still back there. I really missed Shizun, so I rushed back.”
Kan Wenxiao must have warmed himself up for a while before coming in. Although his body was hot, Jian Xiuyun only felt cold.
Kan Wenxiao came back and said that he had breached Xuyu Peak.
Although the ending was expected, Jian Xiuyun still felt his heart suffocate.
For two whole lives, it was like home to him.
Kan Wenxiao stretched out his right arm and wrapped it around his waist, embracing him gently. He propped his body up on his left arm and looked down at him, pleading, “Shizun, can you let me
see you?”
Jian Xiuyun was a little resistant. Ever since Kan Wenxiao detained him here, he had completely lost his sense of control. At first, Jian Xiuyun would resist, but later he gave up.
But if it was up to him, he wouldn’t take the initiative.
Kan Wenxiao naturally understood, so even though his tone was probing, he reached out and gently turned his body around without waiting for his answer.
Jian Xiuyun remained still, lying on the jade pillow, looking at him quietly. Although he tried his best to suppress it, his expression was still a bit cold.
Kan Wenxiao seemed unaware, and raised his hand to tuck a strand of hair behind his ears, then lay down beside him. He raised his hand and gently caressed his face.
“Shizun, don’t worry, I have given an order. If they would rather die than surrender, I will spare their lives.”
Jian Xiuyun raised the corners of his lips into a sneer.
Kan Wenxiao looked away and continued, “Shizun is fond of Xuyu Peak. In this case, we will move over after a while. There may be a lot of things coming next. Once everything is settled, I will hold the coming of age ceremony.”
Jian Xiuyun reminded coldly, “Your birthday has passed long ago.”
Kan Wenxiao sighed softly and said helplessly, “Shizun still hasn’t thought about my name yet, so it won’t count.”
Jian Xiuyun was too lazy to talk to him anymore, so he closed his eyes and said perfunctorily, “Then just wait.”
“Alright, I’ll wait. After I perform the ceremony, I will…”
Kan Wenxiao said something to himself again, but Jian Xiuyun didn’t listen anymore.
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The next day.
While Jian Xiuyun was half asleep, he faintly heard a muffled conversation.
One was Kan Wenxiao’s voice, the other was hoarse and unpleasant.
Jian Xiuyun awoke instantly.
When he opened his eyes, Kan Wenxiao was not in bed, so he gently lifted the quilt and walked barefoot to the door of the inner room.
The door was not completely closed, leaving a gap.
Jian Xiuyun leaned towards the crack of the door and saw the black-clad man from Guyu Villa, who had been holding a bow.
Due to the incident at Guyu Villa, he didn’t have a good impression of this person. Thinking that he might be discussing some bad things with Kan Wenxiao, Jian Xiuyun put his ear to the door and eavesdropped.
They were not close, so he couldn’t hear clearly. He only heard Kan Wenxiao say “spare” followed by silence.
Then, there was the sound of the door opening.
Jian Xiuyun quickly turned around and sat back on the bed, pretending to have just woken up.
Kan Wenxiao opened the door and came in. When he saw that he was awake, his expression softened instantly.
“Shizun, you’re awake.” Kan Wenxiao said. Instead of calling for attendants, he personally took his clothes to help him put them on.
Jian Xiuyun quickly refused.
Kan Wenxiao wordlessly handed him the clothes, then ordered some attendants to bring food.
After he finished washing and sat at the table, Kan Wenxiao immediately extended his chopsticks and put a piece of pine nut and lily pastry in front of him.
Jian Xiuyun looked at the ivory chopsticks stuffed into his hands, and the exquisite pastries in front of him.
Suddenly, he felt as if he was tied by a rope in front of Kan Wenxiao.
His breathing quickened its pace.
How long?
Starting from that night at Guyu Villa, he was brought here by Kan Wenxiao, who blocked his spiritual power and locked him up like a bird.
He was meticulous and caring about everything, without any sense of propriety.
Although Kan Wenxiao did not make it clear.
Jian Xiuyun saw that although he still kept calling him Shizun, in his heart, he was no longer his master.
What was he now?
Forbidden? Captive? Bird in a cage?
Kan Wenxiao noticed something amiss. He put a cup of hot tea in front of him and asked doubtfully, “Shizun?”
“That’s enough!” Jian Xiuyun raised his head and looked at him, enunciating each word as he spoke, “Do not call me Shizun again.”
Wut the heal!!!! Even though I already kind of guessed what was going to happen, but, I really don’t want this kind of development 😭. KWX and the MC are both messed up.
I thought this was going to be like SVSSS, but… My heart was shattered 💔😭. Here I was rooting for the character development of Shizun and the author dropped this bomb out of nowhere. I’m horrified 😢.
(Anyways, so much for all of that. Thanks for the chapter! You’ve worked hard, pls be always be healthy. ☺️💖)
Haha, I feel the same honestly. Desperately hoping things will get better in further chapters.Thank you for reading ^^
Is it too late to ask if this is HE or BE??? I can’t even try to guess anymore and I don’t know which one i’ll prefer either.
The reviews say it’s HE, but I can sense a roller coaster coming up
Maybe another rebirth could fix things fully this time 😅