Thank you Queli for the kofi!
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Having understood his feelings, Shen Liuxiang was eager to see the person, but as he was about to leave, something came to mind, causing him to hesitate.
He reached out his hand and touched his fair nape.
Heart blood—a single drop worth ten thousand drops of ordinary blood. He didn’t know if the child Gu was dead or alive, but the love flower on the back of his neck remained.
Thinking of this, an inexplicable feeling welled up in Shen Liuxiang’s heart.
The scene of the Love Flower Gu acting up appeared intermittently in his mind. He vaguely remembered that under the child Gu’s bewitchment, he had kissed the reverse scale on Zhou Xuanlan’s neck.
The reverse scale is an extremely sensitive spot on a dragon’s body. This was blatant seduction, yet even so, Zhou Xuanlan hadn’t touched him at all, choosing instead to use his heart blood to help him resolve the Love Flower Gu. The cost was enormous.
Shen Liuxiang calmed down from his excitement, his mind showing a scene of autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Zhou Xuanlan probably didn’t have those feelings for him, otherwise how could he remain unmoved? However… he was truly a good disciple, greatly respecting and loving his master, willing to use his heart blood to save him.
Zhou Xuanlan’s feelings for him were a moving master-disciple relationship!
Shen Liuxiang’s eyes were almost moved to tears, but his heart was freezing cold.
He slightly pursed his lips, his gaze falling on the pure, clear spring. He walked forward two steps, crouched down, and leaned his head out to carefully examine his reflection in the water.
When feeling uncertain, Shen Liuxiang would look at himself.
The figure in the water showed a hint of disappointment on its face.
Shen Liuxiang blinked his right eye, and the phoenix eye on the handsome face in the water surface blinked accordingly. He pinched his right cheek and pulled it outward slightly, and the reflection made the same action.
After playing by himself for a while, Shen Liuxiang had a realization. He curled up one corner of his lips, and the previous disappointment on his face completely vanished.
No matter.
He, Shen Liuxiang, had ten thousand secrets for pursuing someone. Zhou Xuanlan was just an innocent young dragon—how could he be a match for him!
Shen Liuxiang hummed with laughter and leisurely walked out, encountering Xu Xingchen at the intersection, heading toward the Archive Tower.
Shen Liuxiang was in a good mood and spoke first: “What a coincidence.”
Xu Xingchen paused, showing a puzzled expression as his gaze examined the person before him up and down. Seeing him smiling as brightly as the sun, a complete change from his gloomy appearance when he learned that Zhou Xuanlan had lost his heart blood, he nodded with a strange expression: “I’m looking for Imperial Father to discuss the matter of going to the Demon Capital.”
As he spoke, a clear breeze blew through the forest, and a leaf floated through the air. Seeing this, Shen Liuxiang caught it. His slender, fair fingers folded the leaf as he casually asked: “When are we going?”
Xu Xingchen: “Imperial Father has set it for tomorrow.”
Shen Liuxiang was startled: “Tomorrow? That’s so rushed.”
Xu Xingchen: “Now that you’ve returned, perhaps there will be changes.”
Shen Liuxiang fell silent for a while, his leaf-folding gradually coming to a stop.
He vaguely felt something was amiss.
Di Yunyu was very concerned about the scroll, even showing a hint of urgency.
The scroll recorded the place where Qiongqi was sealed, but it had been sealed for hundreds of years. Even if someone had designs on the demonic beast, with Di Yunyu’s cultivation, he could simply reseal or kill it—there was no need for such concern.
Shen Liuxiang lowered his gaze, staring at the brittle yellow leaf that broke with a single fold, and slowly furrowed his brow.
In the original story, although Di Yunyu’s demise was a shocking event throughout the three realms, at that time the story was focused on the critical period of various male supporting characters competing for Su Baiche, so there was little written about it. The only clue was that before this, Shen Liuxiang had damaged Di Yunyu’s life-bound magical artifact.
Shen Liuxiang had always guessed that Di Yunyu’s death was related to the damage to his life-bound artifact.
He wouldn’t do what the Shen Liuxiang in the book did, so Di Yunyu should remain safe and sound, but looking at it now, something seemed off.
Di Yunyu said he had forgotten where he sealed the demonic beasts, forgotten what his mother’s name was, that people who don’t appear for too long are forgotten. But regarding events before sealing the demonic beasts, he remembered them exceptionally clearly. In his leisure time, he had told him, Xingchen, and Xinglian about his childhood cultivation on Mount Shenqi and his youthful experiences in the three realms. His memories of each place of training remained vivid.
Shen Liuxiang wondered if Di Yunyu had been injured while fighting the demonic beasts, but considering his tone when discussing them, he obviously didn’t consider them serious threats.
After thinking back and forth, Shen Liuxiang thought perhaps Di Yunyu had encountered other troubles during the sealing of the demonic beasts.
But with his cultivation, already standing at the pinnacle of the three realms, what troubles could there be?
Shen Liuxiang tossed away the handful of leaf fragments: “Are there any books in the Archive Tower that record Imperial Father’s life history?” Perhaps he could find some clues there.
Xu Xingchen raised an eyebrow: “Of course there are.”
Shen Liuxiang dusted the powder from his hands: “In that case, after you see Imperial Father, secretly bring me a few back. Don’t let him find out.”
Xu Xingchen narrowed his eyes suspiciously: “What are you planning to do?”
Shen Liuxiang was equally puzzled now and couldn’t explain clearly to Xu Xingchen. He casually made up a couple of excuses and pushed him toward the Archive Tower.
With his important mission, Xu Xingchen disappeared at the entrance. Shen Liuxiang turned and returned to his room.
The bedroom was quiet. Shen Liuxiang came to the bedside, crouched down, waved his hand to cast a spell, and a large pile of story books emerged from beneath the bed.
Di Yunyu didn’t allow him to read story books and would confiscate them when caught, but since Di Yunyu didn’t come to his bedroom all the time, he had instructed the maidservants who took care of him. These maidservants, when tidying the room, would find many story books and report them all to Di Yunyu.
Therefore, to prevent the maidservants from discovering them, Shen Liuxiang had cast a small spell to hide the story books under the bed, making them invisible to the naked eye.
From the pile of books, Shen Liuxiang rummaged around, first picking out one of them. He patted the dust off and began to browse through it.
His ten thousand methods for pursuing someone were summarized from these story books, but now he had forgotten some and needed to review. He wanted to see what methods those hunters who waited by tree stumps for rabbits and fierce fishing masters used to make their targets willingly fall into traps and fishing nets, unable to escape.
Shen Liuxiang curled his lips into a smile and quickly flipped through the pages.
Soon after, he closed the book, his eyes rolling slightly.
The story book said one should constantly appear by the other person’s side, so that when one suddenly disappears, the other person will feel uncomfortable, suffering as if dying.
Shen Liuxiang clicked his tongue, finding this quite reasonable.
Not knowing when Zhou Xuanlan would wake up, if he kept watch there, Zhou Xuanlan’s first sight upon awakening would be him. How perfect would that be?
Shen Liuxiang acted immediately, putting down the book, grabbing the pillow and bedding from the bed, and striding out the door. He planned to first make a nest in Zhou Xuanlan’s room, so that when the other opened his eyes, he would see him.
In the long corridor, Shen Liuxiang carried the soft pillow and bedding, humming a cheerful tune, leisurely walking toward Zhou Xuanlan’s room. A group of servants hurriedly came forward to help.
Shen Liuxiang shook his head: “No need.”
He was almost there. Just a turn ahead, then two more steps, and he would reach Zhou Xuanlan’s room.
Shen Liuxiang smiled with curved eyes and brows, but unexpectedly, at the corner, he bumped into a figure.
When he looked clearly, he was so startled that his whole body trembled, and the pillow in his arms fell to the ground with a “plop.” “Isn’t Imperial Father at the Archive Tower?!”
Di Yunyu lowered his gaze, his eyes moving from the bedding in his arms to the pillow on the ground. “Why are you investigating my life history?”
Shen Liuxiang was speechless.
Had Xu Xingchen sold him out so quickly?!
Di Yunyu saw what he was thinking: “Xingchen cannot lie in front of me.”
He had noticed Xu Xingchen’s evasive gaze, distracted speech, and occasional glances toward the bookshelves, so he had extracted the truth in just a few sentences.
Shen Liuxiang: “…” He had miscalculated.
Di Yunyu bent down to pick up the pillow, holding it in his hand, slightly raising an eyebrow: “Where were you planning to take these?”
Shen Liuxiang: “To sun the bedding!”
Shen Liuxiang looked around, noting the early dawn light. “From what I can see, today will definitely have scorching sun!”
As he spoke, he quickly snatched the pillow back from Di Yunyu’s hand. Carrying the bedding, he took three steps in two and rapidly left the corridor, passing by Zhou Xuanlan’s room without turning his head.
Di Yunyu stared at his retreating figure, lost in thought.
Shen Liuxiang made a large detour, sneaking back to Zhou Xuanlan’s doorway.
Opening the door, he saw that the small black dragon was still enveloped in icy mist, yet to awaken.
Shen Liuxiang put down the pillow and bedding, stared at him for a while, then reached out to touch the icy dragon scales. That sense of déjà vu swept over him again.
Shen Liuxiang’s face showed confusion.
He had never touched them before—could it be that his original self had?
Shen Liuxiang recalled the memory that awoke during the Nightmare Beast incident—he had been holding a dragon egg, and according to his master Fang Zhongqing, that was his destined love… Zhou Xuanlan.
Yet the Three-Life Stone, which embodied the will of the Heavenly Way, had named Ye Bingran.
Shen Liuxiang pondered for a long time, then curved his lips into a smile. Regardless of who spoke truth or falsehood, he would determine his own destined love.
The room was exceptionally quiet until the small black dragon, who had been sleeping for a long time, suddenly moved, seeming about to wake.
Shen Liuxiang’s heart stirred, and he decided to make the first move.
He took off a jade pendant from his waist, glittering with fine golden light, with his name carved on it.
Making the pendant smaller, Shen Liuxiang’s slender white fingers wrapped around the red cord, reaching toward the black dragon on the Zen Spirit Ice. The corner of his lips curled up, revealing a hint of mischief.
“Wearing my jade pendant means you’re mine.”
Yours, yours~
Thank You for the new chapter ( ∩ˇωˇ∩)♡
hes gotten so bold!!