Song Qingshi had them himself, only that he very seldom came into contact with people. Every day he was met with pill furnaces and medicinal ingredients. His head was full of research and books. As time went on, his desires grew faintâŚIn any case, itâs not as though pill furnaces or perhaps general teachers could induce desire, right?
Yue Wuhuan was a great beauty who was bright and fragrant like a flower. He was very attractive.
The two of them ate and lived together. There was often physical contact between them. He occasionally had desires, but his reflex arc was extremely long. His body needed at least an hour to react and by then, the matter would already be over. He considered Yue Wuhuanâs psychological shadow and didnât dare act recklessly. He decided to treat it as though it was a non-event.
Now that his heart had moved, he somewhat understood the feeling of desire and it felt rather good. However, Yue Wuhuan made it clear that he was unwilling. He wanted to respect the person he liked, so he controlled his bodyâs instincts. Relying on his Nascent Soul cultivation and his years of experience controlling his internal fires, he easily suppressed the few desires in his body, stopping them from rearing their heads.
He was very well-behaved. Without permission, he would never touch any restricted area.
But what was going on with Yue Wuhuan now?
Song Qingshi uneasily shifted his body. The more he moved, the more wrong he felt. The something that he felt against his lower abdomen seemed to become harder and hotter. He hastily climbed off and pulled over Yue Wuhuanâs hand. He simply treated the bite mark on the back of his hand. He used this familiar matter to slowly sort out the clues in his mind, analyzing the answer.
Clue 1: Yue Wuhuan was using medicine made from Heavenâs Will Bamboo, which has the side effect of restraining desire.
Clue 2: After he used up the Heavenâs Will Bamboo, Yue Wuhuanâs desire grew stronger.
Clue 3: Yue Wuhuan bit and wounded himself. Moreover, his breathing was unstable. This meant that he was conscious, and not having a spring dream.
Clue 4: He was the only person beside Yue Wuhuan.
Clue 5: Yue Wuhuan had gone stiff from head to foot. He didnât dare look directly at him, and his ears were red, which was a manifestation of a guilty conscience.
Song Qingshi bandaged his wound and synthesized all the clues. He made a reasonable conjecture, âWuhuan, do you have a sexual physiological reaction to me?â
He didnât think this was anything shameful, so he didnât try to beat around the bush.
Yue Wuhuanâs mind was directly torn open. The expression on his face kept changing and changing. He wanted to find a hole in the ground to squeeze into.
Song Qingshi didnât understand his embarrassment and continued his inferences. Yue Wuhuan once described to him how terrible these matters were. Afterwards, he carefully pondered it and found that in Yue Wuhuanâs descriptions, those who suffered pain were only the âreceiversâ. As for the invading party, there was only simple disdain and loathing. This probably meant that he feared being the âreceiverâ and hated being the âinvaderâ.
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Song Qingshi made a bold conclusion. However, he has rarely come across these things, and for a while, he could not find suitable words to describe it. Finally he remembered a sentence he had seen in a novel and asked directly, âDo you want to fuc-⌠âŚâ
âEnough! I donât! Donât say such shameless words anymore!â Yue Wuhuan couldnât bear it, and sharply interrupted the rest of his words. He looked at the guy before him who said such seductive words without even realizing it himself. He was afraid he wouldnât be able to bear it and that he would use the Blood King Vine to directly tie up this person and ruthlessly toy with him in bed.
The more painful his head was, the more uncomfortable his body felt. He was in urgent need of cold water to cool down.
Seeing him uncomfortable, Song Qing asked worriedly, âAre you okay?â
âIâll be fine if you stop speaking so foolishly!â Yue Wuhuan gritted his teeth and got out of bed. He threw on his outer robe, and rushed to the bathroom. He took two steps. After thinking about it, he turned around and said, âIâm fine, you are not allowed to follow after me!â
Song Qingshi immediately took back the foot that he was about to put his shoe on, and didnât dare to move.
Yue Wuhuan watched him vigilantly. After confirming that Song Qingshi was behaving himself, he hurriedly left.
Song Qingshi felt a little wronged. He was rarely ever yelled at by Yue Wuhuan using such harsh words, and he didnât even know what heâd said wrong. These physiological instincts that every man had, were things taught in medical textbooks. Yue Wuhuan wanted it, and he didnât mind that Yue Wuhuan wanted it. What was the problem with the two of them discussing what they wanted? He felt that he hadnât guessed wrong about what Yue Wuhuan was thinking so how did he end up as having no sense of shame?
Probably because he shouldnât have used the word âF*ckâ that heâd seen in the novel. It was too simple and straightforward. Should he have changed it to âinvade my bodyâ, or the medical terminology â âengage in same-sex sexual intercourseâ? Or âto release your desiresâ?
In the future, he would need to make sure to make a mental draft before he spoke. And he would have to pay careful attention to the other personâs expression. He shouldnât speak without considering the other personâs feelings.
Based on Yue Wuhuanâs condition and Yue Wuhuanâs own stated analysis, when men do this kind of thing, the âreceiverâ needed to endure pain, and only the âinvaderâ could derive happiness. So even though Yue Wuhuan desired him, he chose to restrain his desires with drugs. He preferred to suffer himself rather than causing him harm. Then didnât this mean that he likes him a lot?
When Song Qinghsi thought of this, he felt very happy again.
Pain was nothing. He was an impressive Nascent Soul cultivator, was there anything he could not bear?
He decided to give it a few days, and wait for Yue Wuhuan to calm down. Theyâll properly discuss this matter then.
Anyhow, Heavenâs Will Bamboo has too many side effects and should never be used again.
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It seemed that Yue Wuhuan minded this matter very much. The next few days, he didnât want to see him at all. Not only did he cancel Good Morning and Goodnight Kisses, but he also no longer provided nightly bed-company service.
Song Qingshi acknowledged his strong resistance and temporarily gave up the idea of discussing certain aspects of medicine. He took some painkillers to relieve the pain of his Nascent Soulâs gradual cracking. Every day, he busied himself doing research on the Black Death Butterfly, refining various medicines, and sorting out medical documents for Qing Luan.
He bypassed Yue Wuhuan, and avoided the Night Rain Pavilion, directly sending a personal letter to Ye Lin Xianjun, offering a great sum of money for an immortal technique to pass on spiritual power to others. For some unknown reason, Ye Lin Xianjun dragged on for quite a long time before he replied to his letter. The letter was thousands upon thousands of words long, showing off his love for his daughter.
When female cultivators of the immortal realm reach the Core Formation stage, they would slay the red dragon and cut off any chance for offsprings. Their Dao Heart was firmer than many male cultivatorsâ.
The number of female cultivators above Core Formation stage was relatively small, but each was a strong(wo)man that should not be underestimated.
Ye Lin Xianjunâs lover was a female cultivator at Core Formation stage. The two met while in a secret realm and theyâve stayed in love for hundreds of years. Ye Lin Xianjun loved his wife and they originally had no plans to have children. Unexpectedly, his wife had become the victim of malicious scheming and her Golden Core was seriously damaged. She had been sent to the Medicine Kingâs Valley for medical treatment.
After Song Qingshiâs diagnosis, she was advised to seal her Golden Core, and nourish it with spiritual liquid every day to slowly be repaired over seven or eight years.
After her Golden Core was sealed, her cultivation base was affected, and she was temporarily unable to cultivate. There had also been faint signs that the red dragon was once again rearing its head.
The two took that opportunity to have a child?
Song Qingshi read the letter. Ye Lin Xianjun enthusiastically praised his daughter Ye Pengpeng for being smart and beautiful; with a single metal-type spiritual root. He even attached a drawn image of her. It seemed that obsessive parents were found in every world. He decided to send over two bottles of metal-type Spirit Guiding Pills as a congratulatory gift.
At the end of the letter, his question was finally answered.
Ye Lin Xianjun said that a cultivation technique that could capture anotherâs cultivation would be extremely rare. Even if there was, it was a secret that had not been passed on. It wouldnât be available for any amount of money. Finally, he said, in a joking tone, that if Song Qingshi wanted to seize the spiritual power of a cultivator whose cultivation level was lower than his own, there was a simple method to do so â the cultivation furnace technique, using dual cultivation to extract the otherâs cultivation.
This was a method of the evil Way, and it was not at all uncommon.
By now, Song Qingshi already understood what a cultivation furnace was. He decisively placed an order and asked Ye Lin Xianjun to purchase a batch of books on cultivation furnaces, dual cultivation and daoist sexual practices. He decided that he was going to study them carefully. Although Yue Wuhuan had made him a little afraid of this kind of thing; but if he stretched out his head, he would get a slash, shrinking his head back, he would also get a slash. There were so many same-sex Daoist companions with good relationships in the immortal realm. Obviously, even if it was painful, it was bearable. And even if he was injured, he had medicine on hand.
Since he was sure that Yue Wuhuan liked him, and he was sure that Yue Wuhuan desired him.
Then that was enough.
His Nascent Soul would slowly collapse; his cultivation base would slowly dissipate. He could not clearly see what the future would look like.
Every day he could faintly feel the urgency of time. He didnât want to waste time playing âyou-chase-I-catch-upâ. He wanted to try to release the shadow in Yue Wuhuanâs heart and directly confront that terrible beast. Any price he had to pay would be worth it.
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Seeing Song Qingshiâs order, Ye Lin Xianjun became lost in thought.
The entire world of cultivation knew that Wuhuan Gongzhi was the exclusive domain of the Medicine King Xianzun. Although Yue Wuhuan had denied it repeatedly, who would believe this kind of thing? Although Song Qingshi had a very strange personality, if he didnât like a person and wasnât receiving any benefits, how could he buy for him the Quintessence of all Souls, kill Xie Que, and do so many other things?
When Yue Wuhuan came out of Golden Phoenix Manor, aside from his beauty, he had nothing. What could he have used to win over the Medicine King Xianzun?
He understood. Men, ma, love comes forth from desire. What happened to Yue Wuhuanâs face might have even been a dirty trick by Song Qingshi to monopolize the beauty.
The whole street was full of these twoâs novels, written with such exceeding sentimentalityâŚ
His wife had even bought several books and read them with gusto.
In short, there was no way that Yue Wuhuan and Song Qingshi were innocent! The order in his hand was proof! It was obvious that Song Qingshi was tired of the usual tricks and wanted to play some new ones! However, were there any interesting tricks that Wuhuan Gongzhi hasnât played yet?
Ye Lin Xianjun was lost in thought.
Song Qingshi gave a lot of Spirit Guiding Pills for his daughter. This was a good thing and must be repaid.
Yue Wuhuan also has a very good working relationship with him. He has helped him make a lot of money and must be taken care of.
He decided to send his wife to help choose and find some stimulating and fun tricks that wouldnât harm the body; try as much as possible to limit it within what Yue Wuhuan could bear, and tricks that wonât result in the beauty being unable to get out of bed. In addition, he also advised Song Qingshi to refrain from playing with the cultivation furnace technique. Although the cultivation furnace technique could help liven things up in the bedroom, and a wood-type spiritual rootâs regenerative power was very good; doing this kind of thing long-term could do great harm to Yue Wuhuanâs body.
A Nascent Soul cultivator extracting cultivation from a Foundation Building one; it wouldnât increase his cultivation base by much. If he accidentally loses control and extracts too much, he could forcibly ruin the Dantian.
Back then, Yue Wuhuan, in order to obtain medicine for him, had entered the Life and Death Stage and even developed the Yurong ointment for him, earning lots and lots of spirit stonesâŚ
Faced with such devotion, even a businessman like him was somewhat moved.
The more Ye Lin Xianjun thought about it, the more emotional he became. Since Song Qingshi sent him a private request, he decided to put in a bit of advice in the letter, telling him not to overdo it in bed, and to strictly follow the reference books he gave. He should provide therapeutic drugs and pay attention to Yue Wuhuanâs body. He should be gentle and take it easy, and not hurt the other personâs heart.