After Being Preached by my Senior Martial Brother

Feng Xuan was silent for a moment.

Feng Xuan felt he could still hold on.

Feng Xuan—

Wanted to roll around on the bed.

Ahhhh.

This dead pig’s trotter.

He actually called him baby.

He cheated!

He was being cunning!

Had he secretly taken some kind of sweet talk class in the demon realm during the time Feng Xuan returned to the White Jade Capital?

How did he suddenly become so good at talking, with such a high level of flowery words and clever phrases?

Although Feng Xuan’s entire being had exploded into fireworks after Qi Zhuoyu called him “baby”,

On the surface, he still maintained his dignified composure and quietly said, “Don’t think that just saying a few nice words will make me very happy.”

Qi Zhuoyu embraced his waist, his thumb caressing lightly and heavily.

He said carelessly. “Senior brother can read minds.”

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Help.

Being too complacent, he had actually forgotten such an important skill of the big devil.

Didn’t that mean he had heard all those screams in his heart?

In an instant, Feng Xuan felt his cheeks getting a bit hot, and his ears turning slightly red.

He stammered. “What did you hear?”

“I heard that you were very happy.” Qi Zhuoyu said leisurely. “You thought that Senior brother is really too good, the best Senior brother in the Three Realms, not only forgiving Senior brother, but also wanting to be with Senior brother forever in the future, having Shenjiao every day…”

It was getting more and more outrageous.

As Feng Xuan listened, he felt something was wrong.

It was fine to say he was happy at first, but what was with all those fabricated rumors that appeared out of nowhere afterwards?

Had the big devil’s mind-reading skill now upgraded to a new version that included story-making?!

He really doubted whether this skill actually existed.

Feng Xuan simply couldn’t listen to these filthy words anymore, and hurriedly pounced on him, covering Qi Zhuoyu’s lips.

Qi Zhuoyu skillfully embraced him with one arm, and before Feng Xuan could become angry with embarrassment, he let out a “hiss”.

Feng Xuan suddenly became much more docile, no longer moving around on him.

Qi Zhuoyu said, “Moreover, these aren’t just a few casually spoken nice words, Senior brother thought about them for quite a while.”

Feng Xuan: “.” Oh. So what should he do, praise you for being so great?

Qi Zhuoyu said in a low voice, looking very much like he was using an old trick. “Is Baby planning to reconcile with Senior brother?”

Feng Xuan pretended to be cold and said, “No. I still need to think about it.”

He paused, looking very fierce. “Anyway, it depends on your performance.”

Remembering that Qi Zhuoyu said he had slain three great beasts from the primordial era in the Chaotic Sea today,

Feng Xuan thought about it and still felt a bit uneasy. After saying all this, he spoke again, “Take off your outer clothes.”

Qi Zhuoyu raised an eyebrow.

Although he didn’t say anything, his face clearly said “You should have said earlier if you wanted to see this performance”.

Feng Xuan was really at a loss for words.

He explained. “That’s not what I meant. I just want to simply check your wounds.”

Qi Zhuoyu had a “sure, I’ll listen to your excuses” look of arrogance on his face.

He simply didn’t take Feng Xuan’s explanation seriously at all, making it seem as if Feng Xuan was really craving his body.

There was really nothing to say to this kind of arrogant, cocky man.

But when he saw his beautiful body that looked as if it had been meticulously painted, Feng Xuan had to admit.

Sometimes Qi Zhuoyu’s arrogance was indeed justified.

To prove his innocence, Feng Xuan didn’t even touch him during the inspection.

He just swept his divine consciousness over his body and found that there were indeed no fatal wounds.

Then why did that scum big devil deliberately “hiss” earlier?

He thought he had accidentally pressed on his sore spot, damn it, so it turned out this scheming man was faking injury?

So annoying.

Annoyed that every time he played the victim, Feng Xuan stupidly fell for it.

Damn, I’m the one with the love brain.jpg

“Is that all you’re going to inspect?” Qi Zhuoyu looked a bit regretful.

Feng Xuan looked up at him, hesitating. “Do you have any other wounds?”

“No,” Qi Zhuoyu stared at him, then hinted. “But if you want to inspect other places, you can.”

After saying this, he glanced almost imperceptibly at Feng Xuan’s lips.

They both seemed to remember something at the same time.

Feng Xuan’s face instantly turned red, and he gritted his teeth. “Thanks. But there’s no need! I don’t think there’s anything to inspect!”

Qi Zhuoyu sat up, pinched Feng Xuan’s nape, and said affectionately. “Are you sure you don’t want to inspect? For example, test the practicality or something.”

Hello, practicality.

Goodbye, practicality.

Feng Xuan felt he could still refuse once more, after all, he hadn’t agreed to reconcile with Qi Zhuoyu.

But he couldn’t resist as Qi Zhuoyu pinched his nape while leaning in to kiss him.

The usually domineering man who liked to suck and bite was now pecking at him intermittently, as if seeking his consent like a courting animal. Each time his lips touched, it was fleeting, just a light suck, barely moistening their lips.

Feng Xuan realized that ever since their Shenjiao.

The big devil seemed to have flipped some switch, becoming extremely disrespectful of his elders!

Before, he felt like a workaholic only interested in causing trouble.

Now he had completely fallen to only wanting to cuddle in bed with him.

It seems the ancients’ words were indeed true.

This kind of old widower who had been pent up for over two hundred years could really go bad from the frustration!!

After kissing for a while, Qi Zhuoyu looked at him with a half-smile. “Don’t you want to inspect Senior brother’s primordial spirit as well?”

Feng Xuan: He did want to inspect it, but he felt using divine consciousness to look would suffice, there was no need to make it seem like they were going to have Shenjiao.jpg

He just wanted to refuse.

But Qi Zhuoyu pressed his forehead against his, his voice very soft. “Okay? Baby.”

Feng Xuan: “.” His resolve to refuse began to waver.

This person was really good at being cunning!

How could he say no when things had come to this?!

This Shenjiao was different from the previous ones.

Qi Zhuoyu was very patient and gentle. Feng Xuan rarely had the energy to sigh with relief during Shenjiao, to repair Qi Zhuoyu’s primordial spirit.

As he had promised, he indeed didn’t continue to burn his primordial spirit.

During the Shenjiao, Feng Xuan secretly transferred a bit of his own primordial spirit over.

While he was trying hard to patch up Qi Zhuoyu’s primordial spirit, he also had to prevent too much of his own primordial spirit from transferring over, which would make his already limited cultivation even worse.jpg

The two of them now were just like a couple fallen on hard times, tearing down the east wall to repair the west wall. Damn it! (TL: is a metaphor for seeking a temporary solution.)

However, Shenjiao with Qi Zhuoyu wasn’t entirely without benefits.

The demon doctor’s method wasn’t completely useless. At least after this period of dual cultivation, Feng Xuan felt his primordial spirit was much better than before.

Sometimes, he could even leave the Divine Soul Lamp.

He didn’t need to be nurtured in the Divine Soul Lamp twenty-four hours a day.

Qi Zhuoyu somehow ended up staying at Qifeng Palace for no apparent reason.

And whenever he had time, he would grab Feng Xuan for Shenjiao. At first, Feng Xuan could still cope, but later he really couldn’t handle it anymore.

Once when it was still bright outside, Qi Zhuoyu somehow became interested.

Feng Xuan had just returned from Lingxiao Palace, and was immediately grabbed and taken to bed.

After observing Qi Zhuoyu for this period of time, Feng Xuan immediately realized what he wanted to do and quickly refused. “No, no. Not today.”

Qi Zhuoyu’s actions paused, and he said leisurely: “Why not today?”

Feng Xuan struggled to get up from his embrace. “You’re right. It’s not just today, it’s not okay for the next few days.”

Qi Zhuoyu showed a somewhat dissatisfied expression, “Why? Shenjiao is beneficial for your primordial spirit recovery.”

Why indeed.

Feng Xuan now suspected that before his primordial spirit could recover.

His body would be drained prematurely.

“Anyway, it’s just not okay.” Feng Xuan pushed him away. “I think I should remind you, you’re still young, too much Shenjiao isn’t good either. The full moon wanes, excess leads to deficiency, understand?”

Qi Zhuoyu: “That’s precisely why we should do more while we’re young, otherwise when we’re old we won’t have the chance even if we want to.”

Feng Xuan: “…”

What twisted logic. He was almost persuaded.

Also.

You’re not that old yet, are you?!

Feng Xuan really didn’t want to, and Qi Zhuoyu didn’t force him.

He drew the Divine Soul Lamp from the divine tree, holding it in his hand to play with.

Unexpectedly, Feng Xuan snatched the Divine Soul Lamp from his hand. “Qi Zhuoyu.”

Qi Zhuoyu made a sound of acknowledgment, the kind of instinctive response to Feng Xuan that was ingrained in his bones. Sometimes he might not even realize he was answering Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan sat on the bed, staring at him. “I think your behavior has been a bit strange lately.”

Qi Zhuoyu said, “Strange how?” As if it was natural and he had always been this way.

Strange in every way.

Feng Xuan couldn’t quite put his finger on it. After some thought, he figured it might be because the big devil, this rolling king, who usually felt uncomfortable if he didn’t fight all day long and always had an arrogant look like he wanted to dominate the Three Realms, had recently been living an idle retirement life for some unknown reason.

Feng Xuan had read many storybooks.

It was hard not to associate this with the calm before the storm.

Qi Zhuoyu looked at him for a while, then suddenly laughed. “Wasn’t it you who hoped that Senior brother would fight less and not get hurt? Now that your wish has come true, why aren’t you happy?”

Feng Xuan: “.”

That is to say, could you not casually read his mind!

“Besides, Xiao Qi should understand Senior brother.” Qi Zhuoyu leaned on the Wutong Divine Tree bed. “Once a man has a partner and settles down, he doesn’t want to live a life of fighting and killing anymore.”

He looked just like a big cat sunbathing in the afternoon, the kind of middle-aged male cat with a wife and children, enjoying domestic bliss.jpg

Feng Xuan’s focus shifted. “When did you settle down?”

What do you mean, scum senior brother? Are you trying to gloss over this without even planning a wedding ceremony?

Qi Zhuoyu chuckled, his gaze falling on Feng Xuan’s lower abdomen. “You’re right. To fully settle down, we’re still missing a little one.”

Feng Xuan: ? Don’t give me this nonsense.

Qi Zhuoyu seemed amused by his alarmed expression.

He casually picked Feng Xuan up, held him in his arms, and habitually caressed his waist.

“What did you see today that made you come back so worried about Senior brother?” Qi Zhuoyu asked after he finished laughing.

“Father and the Ancient God uncles went to Biluo River to repair the barrier. You should know Father God once said that the Primordial River might merge into one. Biluo River has already had problems, how could the Chaotic Sea be fine?” Feng Xuan voiced the doubts he had been harboring. “And didn’t you say earlier that several great beasts from the primordial era had escaped from the bottom of the Chaotic Sea? You’ve been away for so long, won’t there be any problems in the demon realm?”

After saying all this, Feng Xuan felt like he was a wise consort urging the emperor to attend the morning court.

Don’t really pin that demon consort character who bewitched Qi Zhuoyu into not attending court on my head!

Qi Zhuoyu snorted. “Mere few great beasts, after being confined for so many years, who knows how much their cultivation has regressed. You needn’t worry.”