Chapter 100

Xie Bi An had limited exposure to magical weapons. In fact Zhong Kui had many powerful magical weapons. The reason why he only gave him a Soul-Suppressing Stick was so that he could focus on sword cultivation and would not rely on other things easily at a young age. Zhong Kui believed that all magical weapons should return to the person himself.

So when Xie Bi An used Gong Shu Ju, he felt a little nervous, especially when he watched that huge ice coffin being shrunk onto his hand, and even the living person inside turned into a doll in his palm. It’s rare to be shocked like this.

The two of them helped each other while walking for a while, and when they couldn't hold on any longer, they sat down to take a rest.

The path they walked was covered in blood, as if there was a bloodthirsty monster chasing after them.

Fan Wu She held Xie Bi An's ankle. His feet were no longer able to wear shoes, and the area that had just been bandaged had long been soaked with blood and frozen into ice under the extreme cold. Even with spiritual protection, it was only better than nothing. These feet were as cold as ice. If they were not warmed up, they would become a waste. A ruthless look flashed in Fan Wu She's eyes, "I should have chopped off her hands and feet."

"You can't easily take away a person's life until it's absolutely necessary." Xie Bi An tried to retract his foot, "This is a minor injury, don't worry about it. Your injury is much worse."

But Fan Wu She held his foot in his arms, and he shook his head, "I won’t die."

Xie Bi An felt awkward, but Fan Wu She's body heat gave some sensation to his frozen foot. He searched through his qiankun bag and finished all the pills he could take. The two of them had lost a lot of spiritual energy and it would take time to recover, so they wouldn't be able to leave here for a while.

Xie Bi An sighed in frustration.

Fan Wu She looked at him and smiled lightly, "You really love to cry." His face was bloodless, except for the warmth in his eyes, which was unique.

Xie Bi An subconsciously went to wipe the corners of his eyes, but found that he was not crying at all, so he said with some embarrassment, "What nonsense are you spouting, when did I cry?

"Your eyes are all red." Fan Wu She reached out and touched the red corners of his eyes, "You’re apt to be like this, as if someone has bullied you."

In his previous life, Zong Zi Heng always showed such an expression too. With eyes so red as if he was about to cry at any moment, yet he refused to shed a single tear. He was indeed bullied, by himself. Sometimes when he was bullied so badly that he would lose control and actually cry out, and he himself, as if he had finally been rewarded for getting through the battle, or as if he had taken pity on the defeated general in front of the battle, would show his rare patience and tenderness and hug and coax him.

To be in control of his body, his emotions, his joys and sorrows, his desires, his dignity, to be in control of everything about this powerful and stubborn man, was more exciting to the matchless Supreme Demon as compared to sieging a city.

Xie Bi An rubbed Fan Wu She's head: "A man's tears are not lightly shed. How is senior brother a weak man?"

"Even if senior brother cries, you are not a weak man." Fan Wu She blinked gently, "It's just that your heart ached for me, right?”

Xie Bi An snorted a smile.

That smile was so beautiful that Fan Wu She's heart began to stir again, so he kissed him on the cheek.

Xie Bi An was stunned and struggled for a while in his heart, but his feet were still in his arms and it’s not good to move, so he agreed tacitly.

Just like Fan Wu She said, agreeing tacitly that he could kiss him anytime he wanted.

Fan Wu She hid his ecstasy in his heart and whispered, "I've kissed senior brother so many times. Why doesn't senior brother kiss me?"

Xie Bi An feigned anger and said, "You are already hurt like this. Why are you still thinking about this in your head?"

"I thought that if senior brother liked me, you would want to kiss me." Fan Wu She said with disappointment, "Senior brother doesn't like me enough."

"... Alright, stop talking and let's infuse our strength to heal." Xie Bi An drew back his foot and straightened his body.

The two of them closed their eyes and adjusted their breath. There was an advantage to them being in the Spirit Palace, as it was extremely rich in spiritual energy and could quickly fill the vacancy in their spiritual energy.

After making the spiritual energy run through their bodies for one day each, both of them were slightly better.

Xie Bi An infused his own spiritual energy into Fan Wu She's body to heal the wounds he had sustained in the battle with Yun Xiang Yi. Looking at the bloodstains, Xie Bi An remembered the sword marks on the ice wall: "Wu She, that move you made just now, was that the seventh Chongtian of the Zongxuan Sword?"

"Mm."

"Didn't you say you haven't practiced it proficiently?"

"In a life and death situation, I had to fight it out." Fan Wu She narrowed his eyes, "Yun Xiang Yi is worthy of being Qi Meng Sheng’s great disciple. She had two tricks up her sleeve." But still not as good as Qi Meng Sheng back then.

"She is certainly very good." Xie Bi An paused and said from the bottom of his heart, "You are also very powerful. Not to mention your peers, even many seniors may not be your opponent. Wu She, how on earth did that master of yours on Mount Qingcheng teach you to be so powerful? Or... the Zongxuan Sword Technique is really so powerful."

Fan Wu She said indifferently, "The Zongxuan Sword Technique is on par with the Wuliang Sword Technique. Both are the most powerful sword techniques in the world. However, it also depends on who is using it. I have supreme talent, so naturally I’m like a tiger with wings."

"You are really not even humble in the littlest bit." Xie Bi An laughed helplessly.

"What I said is true. You're a fast learner too."

"Actually ..." Xie Bi An said hesitantly, "I always feel that the Zongxuan Sword Technique gives me a sense of familiarity. My comprehension of this sword technique is even higher than that of my master's Qingfeng Sword Technique, er, of course, it could also be because I was still young when I learned the Qingfeng Sword Technique, and now I am naturally comprehending faster."

"Senior brother also has a top-notch root, so of course you learn everything quickly." Fan Wu She gazed at Xie Bi An, "I think that one day, you will be able to break through to the eighth Chongtian of the Zongxuan Sword."

Xie Bi An smiled, "I dare not to say that. The eighth Chongtian of the Zongxuan Sword, back then, when the Human Emperor and the Supreme Demon fought in the Wuji Palace, both of them were at the eighth Chongtian. A realm like that is what the vast majority of cultivators spend their lives seeking."

Fan Wu She gently squeezed Xie Bi An's finger, "Believe me, you can reach it. We will both break through to the Eighth Chongtian." As he looked at Xie Bi An, it was as if he was also seeing the mighty power of Zong Zi Heng's sword had moved Jiuzhou in his previous life. In the greatness of the world, only his big brother was worthy of being his opponent.

Perhaps this was the source of their tragedy. After all, the sun and the moon could not shine together.

Xie Bi An smiled, "Okay, you and I will work together."

Fan Wu She clasped Xie Bi An's hand. In this life, he would never let go.

"Let's go, we've been here for two or three hours, it's getting dark outside, right? I'm worried about Master."

"Let me see your feet first."

"It's fine, let’s go."

Fan Wu She grabbed Xie Bi An's ankle, gently removed the wet gauze and carefully examined the wound on the bottom of his foot.

Fan Wu She's hands were very large, obviously they were about the same height, but his hands were significantly larger than Xie Bi An's, and could almost hold half of his foot.

Xie Bi An's feet were as white as jade, with toes as round as freshly peeled garlic, except for a penetrating wound that was as shocking as a flaw in a beautiful jade, but the meeting of the blood red and the jade white gave rise to a morbid and demonic beauty.

He extremely liked this pair of feet. He liked to grab the slender ankle and move a long, strong leg to get the body into the position he wanted, to do whatever he wanted. He also liked to grab the foot and drag the person back under him when he couldn't take it anymore and wanted to escape.

Fan Wu She suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and used a cloth towel to dab some wine and wipe away the blood around the wound: "The bleeding has stopped with great difficulty. If you walk again you will definitely start bleeding. I will carry you."

Xie Bi An blushed inexplicably, "No, your wound is worse, I should be the one carrying you."

"My feet aren't hurt." Fan Wu She carefully wrapped new gauze around him, "Besides, you can't even wear shoes now. Your feet will freeze before you can walk a few steps."

Xie Bi An remained silent.

"We have to at least go back to the Ice Palace. It's too cold here. It's just a short walk, it's fine." Fan Wu She stroked Xie Bi An's cheek, "Senior brother, let me carry you."

"... Okay."

Fan Wu She stood up and carried Xie Bi An on his back, his body swayed and he braced himself against the ice wall with one hand.

Xie Bi An said worriedly, "Wu She, don't force yourself."

"It's alright." Fan Wu She slowly walked forward.

Xie Bi An felt an incomparable sense of peace of mind as he leaned on the not-quite-wide back. He wondered how he would have been without Fan Wu She. Probably fighting alone and dying at the bottom of this frozen lake. This highly gifted and handsome young man suddenly appeared beside him. They spent time together, they fought side by side, and became one of the most important people to him. He was incomparably glad that he had Fan Wu She, regardless as his junior brother or as his…

Xie Bi An's cheeks burned a little. He didn't know if he would like him as much as Fan Wu She liked him, but he had always wanted the two of them to be together forever.

Thinking about this, he wrapped his arms around Fan Wu She's neck and whispered, "Junior brother, thank you." Thank you for coming to my side.

Fan Wu She let out a light laugh, "Does senior brother like me?"

"... You're my junior brother, I've always liked you."

"You know I'm not talking about a fondness between senior and junior brothers."

"I ..."

"It's okay, you'll really like me sooner or later." Fan Wu She slightly slanted his head and smiled wryly, "Can you kiss me, senior brother?"

Xie Bi An stared at Fan Wu She's tender white cheek, suddenly his heart beat like a drum. He made a swallowing action, then quickly bumped his lips against Fan Wu She's face.

Fan Wu She did not expect Xie Bi An to really kiss him, and his heart was immediately sweetened with flowing honey, even the painful wounds around his body were soothed at this moment.

Xie Bi An blushed and turned his face away.

The two of them were silent all the way, caring and cherishing the unspeakable sweetness of this moment.

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PS: FINALLY AT CHAPTER 100!!!! I feel like gouging my eyes out already...  ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ )‧º·˚

 

Edited on 12 Apr. 21 (Emzie)

 

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