Lu Xiaochan was pulled away by Shu Wuxi, leaving the **Pavilion.
Shu Wuxi’s fingers wrapped around him, gripping just firmly enough to hold Lu Xiaochan in his palm without making him feel restrained.
Lu Xiaochan’s mind was filled with Shu Wuxi’s words “want to kiss you”.
Shu Wuxi always looked cold and aloof, which occasionally made Lu Xiaochan worry he might be too clingy and annoying.
But looking at it now, that wasn’t the case at all.
Lu Xiaochan grew bold and stopped walking, grabbing Shu Wuxi.
“Brother Wuxi, when we sat on Lushu’s back, did you want to kiss me?”
Shu Wuxi stopped and turned back to look at him, unusually silent, not even making a sound of acknowledgment.
Lu Xiaochan lowered his head disappointedly and softly said, “I really want to kiss you.”
He walked past Shu Wuxi, but unexpectedly, Shu Wuxi grabbed him.
“I want to as well.”
Lu Xiaochan’s eyes immediately brightened. “Really?”
“Really.”
“When you drank tea, I wanted to kiss you too,” Lu Xiaochan eagerly moved forward, tugging at Shu Wuxi’s clothes, “You lowered your brow, lifted the teacup, looking so gentle and beautiful. I really wanted to kiss you.”
Shu Wuxi tightened his grip on Lu Xiaochan’s fingers, his palm burning hot.
“Brother Wuxi is shy!” Lu Xiaochan saw his spirit energy surging in his elixir sea, flowing through his limbs, “When you’re shy, I want to kiss you even more!”
Finishing his words, Lu Xiaochan truly stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the chin.
Shu Wuxi took a sharp breath, stepping back half a step, looking at Lu Xiaochan before him.
His eyes were still so large, not filled with the colorful world, but with only Shu Wuxi himself.
“When sleeping, I wanted to kiss you, I wanted to kiss you in my dreams!”
Lu Xiaochan noticed that every time he said he wanted to kiss Shu Wuxi, the spirit energy around him became like a clear night illuminated by sunlight, surging and undulating.
This was the first time Lu Xiaochan clearly saw his emotions with his wisdom eyes after being by Shu Wuxi’s side.
“Mm.”
This “mm” still sounded as calm as before, but Lu Xiaochan heard something like a warm wind passing, like the sound of thousands of trees and millions of flowers blooming.
“And you?” Lu Xiaochan asked.
His heart was like countless pebbles, falling into a lake with a thump.
“Every moment.”
Then Shu Wuxi lowered his head and kissed him.
A tongue tip hotter than before touched Lu Xiaochan’s lip line, entering boldly, Lu Xiaochan was kissed so deeply he could barely stand on tiptoe.
Shu Wuxi simply lifted him with one hand, Lu Xiaochan tightly grasped Shu Wuxi’s collar, Shu Wuxi lowered his head and pressed more forcefully, entangling and teasing, both forceful and pleading.
Lu Xiaochan was dizzy.
He didn’t know that kissing someone could be something one could never be satisfied with, yet be filled with joy.
Lu Xiaochan made a soft murmuring sound from his throat, unable to grasp Shu Wuxi’s collar, sliding downward.
Shu Wuxi immediately caught Lu Xiaochan’s waist, his fingers nearly pinching into Lu Xiaochan’s waist through his clothes.
Leaving the **Pavilion, Shu Wuxi no longer used any concealment spell, causing the passing brothel guests to see them.
“Oh, is this the new gentleman from the **Pavilion? So impressive!”
“How much was he bought for? Tomorrow, I’ll take you out!”
Shu Wuxi’s spirit energy instantly tensed, exploding and surging in all directions.
Those brothel guests were thrown by his spiritual energy, crashing into walls and pillars, vomiting blood.
Shu Wuxi pressed Lu Xiaochan tightly against his chest, scanning these people with an icy gaze.
Lu Xiaochan saw his tightly clenched fist and knew Shu Wuxi was angry.
Lu Xiaochan quickly grabbed his hand, whispering, “Brother Wuxi, let’s go back. This was never meant to be seen by others.”
Shu Wuxi’s fingers loosened slightly, leaning close to his ear and saying, “Perfect, you can practice sword flying.”
He then took out the Wuhen Sword from his storage bag.
The Wuhen Sword hovered beside Lu Xiaochan, who pulled Shu Wuxi with one hand and jumped on, wobbling.
“Brother Wuxi, the sword is so thin, how can I stand steady!”
“If you don’t fall while walking, you naturally won’t fall while sword flying.”
Shu Wuxi confidently stepped onto Lu Xiaochan’s sword.
Lu Xiaochan spread his arms, wanting to turn back and hug Shu Wuxi within moments.
“I want to go back quickly.”
Shu Wuxi then pinched Lu Xiaochan’s waist forcefully.
“What’s good about going back! Outside is better… Ouch! Ouch! Don’t pinch me! It hurts! Don’t bite my neck! I’ll fly back immediately!”
Unexpectedly, the Wuhen Sword didn’t move forward but kept retreating.
“What’s happening! Why isn’t it going forward? Go forward!”
“The sword follows the heart. Your heart wants to retreat.”
Lu Xiaochan clapped. “Oh! I understand! Because Brother Wuxi, you’re standing behind me! I just want to turn back and hug you! So my sword keeps retreating!”
“Stop playing.”
Just two words, but Lu Xiaochan heard the laughter in Shu Wuxi’s heart.
The Wuhen Sword had risen into the night sky, with thousands of lights below, the night wind clear and gentle. Lu Xiaochan was already joyful, and the sword swayed with him.
No matter how many times Shu Wuxi whispered “unity of person and sword” or “sword follows heart” in his ear, Lu Xiaochan’s mind was filled with Shu Wuxi’s lips moving, his tongue pressing against his teeth, sounds escaping.
“Since person and sword are one, does my sword want to kiss you too?” Lu Xiaochan asked in surprise.
Shu Wuxi paused, saying only two words, “Xiao-chan.”
Both helpless and soft.
“I’m unhappy,” Lu Xiaochan’s nose and eyebrows wrinkled, looking like an angry steamed bun.
“What’s wrong?”
“Why do they think you bought me from the **Pavilion? Why can’t I have bought you?”
“What difference does it make?” Shu Wuxi asked.
“The difference is huge!”
Perhaps Lu Xiaochan was truly upset, and the Wuhen Sword suddenly shot forward nearly a thousand meters, like it was on fire.
“What difference?”
“If you bought me from the **Pavilion, that means you’re soliciting me! That means you’re bullying me on the bed!”
Lu Xiaochan had wanted to pull Shu Wuxi’s collar, grab his waistband, and twist his long legs for a long time!
Shu Wuxi’s brow furrowed, sighing. “So that’s how it is…”
As if a problem that had troubled him for a long time finally had an answer.
“What ‘that’s how it is’?”
“You just said you like me kissing you. But before, when I kissed you, you got angry and ran away, saying you never wanted to see me again… Turns out you were angry about being bullied.”
Lu Xiaochan heard this and was about to bristle with anger.
“What? Did you bully me? How did you bully me? Where did you learn this from?”
There was no reason for this! How did Shu Wuxi learn these things?
“You taught me. You sat in front of the Mirror Flower Water Moon, and I saw what you were thinking in the painting…”
Lu Xiaochan pressed down on his head. “Oh no! Oh no! What did I show you!”
“If you don’t like me bullying you, I won’t…”
“Yes, you must remember that you can’t bully me in the future! But, I can bully you! I want to be on top!”
Lu Xiaochan spoke very seriously and earnestly.
There were some things Lu Xiaochan felt he must absolutely seize the initiative, otherwise it would be difficult to turn the tables later.
He must take advantage of the time when Shu Wuxi would agree to everything and be especially good to him, with everything already agreed upon.
“Okay. As long as you don’t get angry like before, I’ll let you bully me.”
“Mm.” Lu Xiaochan nodded, but was rubbing his hands in his mind.
Oh my! He could bully Shu Wuxi now!
Lu Xiaochan schemed in his mind. The Wuhen Sword also circled and swayed. Lu Xiaochan whistled an improper tune until the Wuhen Sword arrived at the door of their inn room.
Lu Xiaochan lifted the window and dove inside.
Shu Wuxi also followed in, storing his sword in the qiankun bag.
Lu Xiaochan grabbed Shu Wuxi’s clothes and pulled him towards the bed.
“Hurry up! Hurry up!”
“What are you doing?”
“Lie flat and let me bully you!”
Lu Xiaochan didn’t see the chair in front of him and bumped his knee. Shu Wuxi quickly caught him.
“Xiaochan, it’s already late. I’ll have the waiter bring you some foot-washing water.”
Lu Xiaochan was unhappy. Could it be that what Shu Wuxi said about letting him bully was all a lie?
Just as he was about to say “I don’t want to”, he heard a commotion outside the inn.
There were quite a few people, more than ten, all flying on swords.
They flew across the night sky, shuttling through the streets and alleys. Countless civilians avoided them, not even daring to look up.
“Is there an evil spirit or demon somewhere? With such a grand display, could it be eliminating evil?”
“Eliminating evil? The Zhang Mountain Sect usually likes to show off. Zhang Mountain has always been peaceful. Where would an evil demon come from for them to kill?”
“Then what are they doing!”
“I heard that the ‘Lord Wutian’ was taught a lesson! Seriously injured! The Zhang Mountain Sect is definitely using their numbers to go and demand an explanation!”
Leading them was the Zhang Mountain Sect disciple Zhang Xiao.
Half an hour ago, Zhang Wutian was carried back to the Zhang Mountain Sect, inexplicably afflicted, his entire body decaying.
Sect Master Zhang Rongxiu saw his son in such a state and was furious.
After carefully questioning the few disciples who followed Zhang Wutian, he learned that his son was first suppressed by a young man’s sword formation, and then suddenly poisoned in a pavilion. When he carefully examined the marks burned into his son’s flesh, he was convinced that the young man had likely done something to Zhang Wutian’s back while imposing the sword formation.
“This is the Zhang Mountain Sect’s territory! There’s actually someone so brazen!”
Zhang Rongxiu immediately selected more than ten elite disciples, determined to capture that young man.
He not only wanted this young man to detoxify his son, but also wanted to tear him limb from limb and hang him on the city tower, to show who would dare offend the Zhang Mountain Sect in the future!
Zhang Xiao ranked third among Zhang Rongxiu’s disciples and was extremely skilled at the “entering the power” realm. Upon receiving the sect master’s order, he immediately led ten junior brothers out of the Zhang Mountain Sect.
Although Zhang City was large, outsiders were quite conspicuous. Moreover, since the young man was handsome and spirited, they quickly inquired and found the inn where he was staying.
Zhang Xiao and his junior brothers surrounded the inn.
Surrounding civilians saw the Zhang Mountain Sect disciples hovering on swords with a threatening posture and avoided them.
The inn’s waiter ran up frantically, knocking hard on their door. “Guests! Guests! The Zhang Mountain Sect has come! They say they want to take you to see their sect master!”
“What?” Lu Xiaochan stood up.
He was not surprised that the Zhang Mountain Sect would come looking for him, given how badly he had treated Zhang Wutian.
But who gave the Zhang Mountain Sect such authority to arrest anyone they wanted?
Before Lu Xiaochan could say “Come and try to arrest me,” the entire window was suddenly blown out by a surge of spiritual energy, flying directly towards Lu Xiaochan.
Shu Wuxi flicked a spiritual light from his fingertip, shattering the flying window. The wooden debris and fragments directly knocked Zhang Xiao off his sword, three zhang away from the window.
Moreover, the wooden fragments penetrated his body. He fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The originally aggressive Zhang Mountain Sect disciples were shocked by this scene.
Zhang Xiao was Sect Master Zhang Rongxiu’s proud disciple! He was subdued in an instant?
The other disciples surrounding the inn instinctively retreated several zhang.
“The Zhang Mountain Sect has come for revenge?” Lu Xiaochan tilted his head, then added, “Am I their match?”
“They are naturally not your match,” Shu Wuxi answered.
Lu Xiaochan chuckled, grabbed Shu Wuxi’s hand, and pushed him to sit on the bed: “Then Brother Wuxi, you sit here. I’ll deal with these shrimp soldiers and crab generals.” (TL: group of weak, insignificant, or unskilled individuals, often portrayed as being laughably ineffectual.)
“Mm, practicing a bit is good,” Shu Wuxi nodded.
Lu Xiaochan took the Wuhen Sword, jumped up cheerfully, and passed through the window.
Moonlight flowed like water, highlighting Lu Xiaochan’s clear and nimble appearance.
A junior brother helped Zhang Xiao up. Seeing Lu Xiaochan surrounded by spiritual energy, with elegant and light features, he immediately understood why Zhang Wutian, despite being tormented and wailing, still asked his father to show mercy when hearing about punishing this young man.
Such an appearance meant the young man’s cultivation was certainly not shallow.
Moreover, having just shattered the window frame and blown wood fragments into his internal organs, Zhang Xiao didn’t know this was Shu Wuxi’s doing and thought it was the young man’s doing.
The sword looked ordinary, like it hadn’t been fully forged.
Zhang Xiao continuously speculated about Lu Xiaochan’s identity.
With such outstanding looks, from which sect or even sword master? But no matter how he thought, nothing seemed to match.
“May I ask your immortal title?” Zhang Xiao spoke.
“Lord Lanmeng,” Lu Xiaochan tilted his head and answered.
Zhang Xiao frowned, and the other disciples looked at each other, indicating they had never heard of this immortal title.
“May I ask which sect you are from?”
Lu Xiaochan tilted his head. “Are you asking where I learned my medical curse? Or where I learned my sword formation?”
Zhang Xiao was stunned. Only then did he notice the “Thousand Li Chanjuan” spirit vine waist token on Lu Xiaochan’s waist. Turning over, he couldn’t see the name, but the back seemed to show the characters “Tailing”.
In the world of medical arts, besides Tailing Pavilion, there was no other legitimate source.
“So you’re a fellow cultivator from Tailing Pavilion,” Zhang Xiao said.
“Oh, kind of,” Lu Xiaochan smiled carelessly, “Who are you trying to take to see Zhang Rongxiu?”
Zhang Xiao hadn’t expected Lu Xiaochan to directly call the Zhang Mountain Sect’s master by name, which seemed incredibly brazen. However, he had already been seriously injured, and his junior brothers would surely not dare to act rashly.
“Fellow cultivator, our sect’s sword master has been secretly poisoned. Since you’re from Tailing Pavilion, why don’t you come with us and see if you can help with the poison?”
“Secret poisoning?” Lu Xiaochan placed his hands on his hips and burst into laughter, “That’s not secret poisoning, that’s open poisoning! I sprayed it on his back right in front of his followers, how could that be called secret?”
Zhang Xiao was stunned. Lu Xiaochan was so straightforward in his admission, with such a disdainful attitude that Zhang Xiao didn’t know what to say.
But several junior brothers who came with Zhang Xiao, unlike him, were not as worldly-wise. Used to being arrogant in Zhang City and wanting to show off in front of their master, they directly attacked.
“You did indeed secretly harm our sword master!”
“How dare you directly call our sect master by name!”
They simultaneously drew their swords and rushed towards Lu Xiaochan.
Zhang Xiao wanted to stop them, but it was too late.
Lu Xiaochan swept his sword in a circle, gripping it and sliding his fingertip along the blade towards the tip. A sword formation erupted from the sword’s tip, surging towards the disciples, the air becoming increasingly compressed.
Zhang Xiao felt his face becoming extremely dry. When he saw countless fine water droplets at the edge of Lu Xiaochan’s sword formation, shimmering like gem fragments in the moonlight, he guessed Lu Xiaochan was drawing power from water.
The Zhang Mountain Sect disciples’ swords were swept in, making crackling sounds.
When the sword formation’s power dispersed, it severely injured their internal organs, and several broken swords fell to the ground, looking utterly miserable.
Zhang Xiao was stunned. A single sword formation had destroyed his junior brothers’ swords.
Lu Xiaochan was also surprised.
“Ah… how did these swords break…”
He thought to himself that these were probably ordinary immortal swords, neither forged from spirit beast bones nor using spirit beast blood during crafting. Compared to the Wuhen Sword, they were naturally fragile.
“You… you actually destroyed our swords!”
The Zhang Mountain Sect disciples trembled as they stood, their cultivation swords destroyed. Their eyes turned red with the desire to fight Lu Xiaochan to the death.
Zhang Xiao couldn’t bear it anymore and coldly said, “Can’t you understand? Your cultivation is far below this senior’s realm!”
The disciples finally realized that although this young man looked young, his cultivation was unfathomably deep.
“Yes, I only broke your swords. I didn’t shatter your elixir core or take your lives. Instead of thanking me, you look like you want to die. How ridiculous,” Lu Xiaochan spread his hands.
He could only be this brazen because Shu Wuxi was sitting inside the window.
Although Zhang Xiao knew they were not a match, he still wanted to make some things clear.
“Fellow cultivator, you’ve just arrived and already injured our sword master, acting so arrogantly and completely disregarding my master. Isn’t this going too far? Enemies should resolve their grievances. Why not hand over the antidote, and we’ll go our separate ways!”
Lu Xiaochan replied. “As long as your ‘lawless’ sword master remains pure and abstinent, naturally nothing will happen.”
“Since this Excellency is unwilling to provide the antidote, we’ll take our leave!”
With that, Zhang Xiao turned around.
Without their swords, they couldn’t fly and could only walk back to the Zhang Mountain Sect.
Zhang Xiao was supported by his junior brother, looking extremely miserable, while the others carried their broken swords.
“Let me use a phrase – returning in defeat!”
Lu Xiaochan flew back through the window and saw Shu Wuxi still sitting on the bed, looking like a bride waiting for the bridegroom to lift her veil.
Lu Xiaochan thought about this and then turned to go out the window again.
“Xiaochan, where are you going?”
“Buying something to give you, I’ll be right back!”
After all the commotion, the sky was already turning light with dawn’s first glow.
Lu Xiaochan searched the entire street and finally found an embroidery shop just about to open.
“I want to buy a wedding veil!”
The shopkeeper laughed.
“Young gentleman, you’re quite eager, coming so early to choose a wedding veil?”
“Yes, yes, I want the most beautiful veil!”
The shopkeeper laughed again. “Young gentleman is about to get married? Which beautiful girl has made you so anxious?”
Lu Xiaochan, who already had thick skin, suddenly blushed like a tomato when thinking about Shu Wuxi sitting by the bed with lowered eyes.
“She’s just too beautiful! So I’m in a hurry! Sister, help me choose the most beautiful veil!”
The shopkeeper laughed even more. She picked out three or four wedding veils and placed them before Lu Xiaochan, but he couldn’t see the differences and could only carefully feel them with his hands.
“This first veil is embroidered with a ‘hundred years of harmony’ design. Do you like it, young gentleman?”
“Mm… I don’t like hundred years of harmony…” Lu Xiaochan shook his head.
“Why not?” The shopkeeper looked surprised.
What newlyweds wouldn’t want a hundred years of harmony?
“A hundred years is too short! I want a thousand years, ten thousand years, harmony through all lifetimes!”
The shopkeeper was stunned and couldn’t help tapping Lu Xiaochan’s head with her embroidery frame. “Young gentleman, aren’t you too greedy! It’s already rare to not change heart in a hundred years! Let alone a thousand or ten thousand?”
Lu Xiaochan lowered his head and laughed.
If Supreme Lord Yehua’s guidance was correct, Shu Wuxi had already been waiting for 1,300 years.
“Hehe, I’m just greedy. For the one I love most, I’m naturally the most greedy! What’s embroidered on this veil?”
“Paired birds. Do you like it, young gentleman?”
“Don’t like it.” Lu Xiaochan shook his head again.
“Why not?”
“In ancient times, seeing paired birds was an omen of a great flood. Later generations used their flying together to symbolize love.”
Besides, what’s good about paired birds? They fly together but don’t even hug.
“You young gentleman, what are you thinking! What about this one!”
“What’s this?”
“Mandarin ducks with necks entwined! Do you understand, young gentleman?” The shopkeeper deliberately stretched her tone, wanting to see if Lu Xiaochan would be shy.
Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaochan clapped his hands. “Entwined necks are good! Entwined necks are good! Are there any designs of mandarin ducks being even more intimate!”
