Liu Zhuang Xian

Lu Xiaochan tensed up, and as he turned his face, he saw Shu Wuxi’s incomparably handsome face just inches away.

His eyes were very deep, filled with endless rolling obsession that had corroded everything, including Shu Wuxi’s heart.

This wasn’t Shu Wuxi.

At least this wasn’t the clear-minded Shu Wuxi…

Lu Xiaochan fled in panic, as if countless evil spirits were pursuing him from behind.

“Xiaochan, do you want to continue playing?”

Shu Wuxi’s unhurried voice came from behind him, like an airtight cage.

Lu Xiaochan’s mind was filled with all the extremely exaggerated and frenzied scenes from the scroll. He knew that if Shu Wuxi really did that to him, even hundreds of years of cultivation wouldn’t help him endure for more than a moment.

This wasn’t Shu Wuxi!

Shu Wuxi had always been extremely careful with him, even somewhat timid in his affection. It was precisely this that made Lu Xiaochan find his cold and distant demeanor endearing.

“Xiaochan, I’ll count to three, then I’ll come find you.”

Lu Xiaochan’s tears fell. What should he do? What should he do?

Since Shu Wuxi was acting so abnormally… had he been possessed by an evil spirit?

No! Ordinary evil spirits couldn’t even get close to Shu Wuxi!

Was it a Demon Lord? Which Demon Lord?

With such obsession, could it be the obsession-feeding Demon Lord Wang Sha?

Wait, Lu Xiaochan! What are you running from?

That’s Shu Wuxi!

You love him so much. No matter what caused him to become demonic, you must help purify his elixir core. Losing cultivation is a small matter, but if he were to vanish completely…

Lu Xiaochan’s heart ached violently. He gritted his teeth, turned around, and placed his hand on the Tailing Zhenyuan at his waist.

The last ray of sunset disappeared at the end of the Wuyi Sword Sea, and night fell.

The cold moonlight shone through the walls made of exquisite cold jade, making the entire long corridor seem covered in frost.

Shu Wuxi’s figure became clearer. He looked at Lu Xiaochan, who stood his ground ready to fight to the death, and smiled.

Though it was such a pure smile, it was tainted with heavy evil energy, and those clear eyes held hints of madness.

“Xiaochan, you don’t want to play hide and seek anymore?”

“Don’t you know using ‘spirit discernment’ during hide and seek is cheating?” Lu Xiaochan said coldly.

“Between us, shouldn’t I be the one making the rules?”

Shu Wuxi drew closer, his finger lightly brushing Lu Xiaochan’s cheek, lovingly stroking his eyebrow.

“Xiaochan, I miss you so much. When you’re not by my side, I miss you. When you’re by my side, I still miss you. I’m never satisfied, why do you think that is?”

Lu Xiaochan didn’t answer, just stared at him coldly.

“I know what you’re thinking. You want to use Tailing Pavilion’s medical spell to purify my elixir core… but I willingly embraced the demonic path. The demon is me, and I am the demon.”

Shu Wuxi glanced sideways, his eyes more soul-stirring than Lu Xiaochan had ever seen before.

“You think your cultivation isn’t enough to affect me, right?”

Lu Xiaochan coldly watched him and suddenly stepped back half a pace.

He opened his medicine bottle, which was the Tailing Zhenyuan, commanding all water sources under heaven!

Behind Shu Wuxi, huge waves rushed forward, surging along the corridor like thousands of armies!

Lu Xiaochan pushed his palm forward, using Tailing Pavilion’s Sky-Piercing Spell. The deafening sound of water entered the spell, and the entire Wuyi Realm was covered by the Purification Spell.

Shu Wuxi stood there motionless, chin raised, neck exposed, as if he would willingly offer his life if Lu Xiaochan wanted it.

The Purification Spell instantly closed in, trapping Shu Wuxi.

“Such abundant spiritual energy… pure and clean… I underestimated you,” Shu Wuxi said softly.

Lu Xiaochan activated the Purification Spell, but the evil energy around Shu Wuxi spread out, and the spell couldn’t enter Shu Wuxi’s elixir core.

“The more stubbornly you try to purify my elixir core, the more I want to see you cry in despair, begging while calling my name.”

Shu Wuxi stepped forward against the current. Lu Xiaochan had mobilized all his spiritual sea, but couldn’t contain Shu Wuxi.

“The more you struggle, the more I want to break you.”

Shu Wuxi took another step forward. Lu Xiaochan gritted his teeth, knowing that if he couldn’t hold on, everything would be in vain, and the Demon Lord inside Shu Wuxi would definitely not spare him!

Shu Wuxi walked up to Lu Xiaochan, bent down, and drew close to him.

The scent of night dew on his body entered Lu Xiaochan’s nose, suddenly reminding him of the previous night, when thunder roared and rain poured above the clouds.

Lu Xiaochan couldn’t sleep at all. It was Shu Wuxi who covered Lu Xiaochan’s ears with his hands, using spiritual energy to block out the thunderous noise.

His warm palms and the lingering night scent on his body had made Lu Xiaochan feel peaceful and attached.

“You actually like me very much, don’t you?”

Shu Wuxi’s breath came between Lu Xiaochan’s lips.

But Lu Xiaochan told himself not to waver, continuing to channel great waters into the spell, yet Shu Wuxi’s obsession completely exceeded Lu Xiaochan’s imagination.

“I always want to do whatever I want with you, stay together day and night… but fearing you wouldn’t like it, worried you’d get tired of me, I could only hold back and suppress it. You keep talking about going home every day, and I think…why should I give in to you and accommodate you? Wouldn’t it be better if I just did whatever I wanted?”

Those last words slipped through Shu Wuxi’s teeth.

Lu Xiaochan felt intense regret. If he had known earlier about Shu Wuxi’s feelings for him, known how much he cared about everything about him, known that he couldn’t even bear to disperse his soul-condensed spirit bird… If he had treasured everything Shu Wuxi gave him, would Shu Wuxi not have developed this obsession, not have been possessed by evil spirits?

Lu Xiaochan’s tears fell, but he didn’t relax even slightly.

“Xiaochan, do you know that even if you channel all the world’s waters into your spell, you can’t save me? Because in your eyes are three thousand worlds, but in my eyes, there is only you. You borrow the power of three thousand great forces, but they can’t enter my heart, so how can you save me?”

Lu Xiaochan’s heart jumped in shock. When he opened his eyes, he saw Shu Wuxi’s eyes, bright as the sun, moon, and stars, that flash of clarity disappearing in an instant.

He suddenly kissed him, his tongue fiercely invading Lu Xiaochan’s lips, like a grand conquest leaving nothing in its wake.

Lu Xiaochan kept backing away, but Shu Wuxi kissed him more violently. His left arm broke free from the spell and grabbed Lu Xiaochan’s chin. Lu Xiaochan’s mind wavered, and Shu Wuxi’s right arm also squeezed free, firmly holding Lu Xiaochan’s head as he kept leaning backward.

This kiss was unrestrained and frenzied. Lu Xiaochan’s Purification Spell was instantly destroyed, and the great waters that had flooded the Wuyi Realm rushed back into the Tailing Zhenyuan.

Lu Xiaochan reached out to retrieve the Tailing Zhenxu, but Shu Wuxi grabbed his belt and pulled hard.

This wasn’t an ordinary belt, but the Tailing Pavilion’s Immortal-Locking Ribbon!

Lu Xiaochan’s wrists were bound, even his fingers were wrapped up. The Immortal-Locking Ribbon seeped into his bones and blood, locking his elixir core. Lu Xiaochan struggled but could no longer form spells.

Shu Wuxi withdrew from his lips, his tongue flicking across Lu Xiaochan’s upper lip.

Lu Xiaochan’s whole body trembled. Shu Wuxi lifted him with one arm, walking and kissing his cheeks and neck. All struggles in Shu Wuxi’s arms were fragile and laughable.

He threw him onto the couch.

Lu Xiaochan got up to run away, hoping now that someone had noticed Shu Wuxi’s abnormality and would come to save him.

But who could have such ability?

Shu Wuxi’s cultivation had reached the peak, even the possessed Dongxu Sword Master was no match!

Lu Xiaochan’s ankle was caught by Shu Wuxi, who yanked him back hard.

He heard the sound of his clothes being torn. Looking back, he saw Shu Wuxi’s dark eyes.

Besides obsession, there wasn’t a trace of clarity.

“Shu Wuxi! Shu Wuxi, wake up!”

I like you!

I really like you so much!

If it were really you, you could do anything to me!

But if this isn’t you, I’d rather die!

Shu Wuxi’s kiss pressed down again. All of Lu Xiaochan’s kicks were futile.

At this moment, a medical spell struck toward Shu Wuxi’s back – Kunwu had arrived.

Following that, the Nanli Jingtian’s Lord Zhuhua and the Xiyuan Sword Master also arrived.

They both drew their swords, trapping Shu Wuxi.

“Xiaochan! Quick, run!”

Shu Wuxi’s body was lifted by two powerful sword formations, and Lu Xiaochan fell down in disarray.

Shu Wuxi gritted his teeth, calling his name. “Xiaochan—Lu Xiaochan—It’s useless wherever you go—I will turn heaven and earth upside down to find you!”

Kunwu undid the Immortal-Locking Ribbon on Lu Xiaochan’s body and said to him, “Quick, leave! The Jiuyao is waiting for you outside!”

“But……”

“Are you worried the two Sword Masters can’t subdue Yang Cang? Staying here will only make Yang Cang go berserk! His obsession is you!”

Like cold water pouring from head to toe, though his heart felt like it was being cut by knives, he had to leave.

Lu Xiaochan flew onto the Jiuyao, soaring over the Wuyi Sword Sea. Even at the edge of the Sword Sea, he could hear Shu Wuxi calling his name.

“Lu Xiaochan—”

The obsession was deep, impossible to reduce.

Lu Xiaochan lowered his head, wiping away the tears on his cheeks.

It’s my fault.

If I had never come to the Wuyi Realm, would he not have been possessed?

As if in an illusion, he heard Shu Wuxi’s voice by his ear.

Very cold, very soft, comforting him.

“Don’t look back. It’s not your fault. It’s because I never had anything before, so once I had something, I became paranoid about losing it.”

Lu Xiaochan opened his eyes wide, about to turn his head.

But an invisible force sent the Jiuyao out of the Wuyi Sword Sea.

That must have been Shu Wuxi, who after suppressing the evil spirit within him with all his might, sent him away to protect him.

Lu Xiaochan wasn’t sent back to the Tailing Pavilion, but to the Zhiwu Mountain Villa.

Ling Niangwu had known he would come and had been watching the sky, waiting.

After Lu Xiaochan landed, he said to Ling Niangwu, “I need a quiet room. Other than daily meals, I don’t want to be disturbed.”

“Alright,” Ling Niangwu’s eyes were full of worry, “It’s good if you don’t come out of the quiet room, to avoid too many people talking and revealing your whereabouts.”