CH 079 Extra: Being With The Great Celestial Demon

Qing knew he was a Great Celestial Demon, a significant threat to humans, so Yun always restrained him, not giving him any chance to escape. 

Qing thought about what Yun would do if, one day, he could no longer contain him. Without a doubt, Yun would probably stab him to pieces, right?

But thinking about how he had accompanied Yun for so many years, Qing felt that if Yun were to stab him, he might as well let him do it. 

Yet, despite so many years, Yun had never stabbed him. 

Yun, who wasn't even willing to connect spiritually with him... How could he treat me this way? Qing felt a sense of grievance almost growing within him.

While Yun was in the Sea of Consciousness divining the mysteries of the heavens, Qing quietly went online.

The gossip forums were always full of helpful people.

Everyone eagerly offered suggestions.

"Boyfriend cold and frigid? You need to understand seduction. Often walk around without clothes in front of him, say some sweet words frequently, create the right atmosphere, and then you can push him down." -Yang Puyin-

"Yeah, you can take him to the hot springs at Qingdi Peak, add a full-body massage to relax body and mind, preventing heart demons. Soak in a beauty-enhancing medicinal bath, come out with a rosy complexion, full of vitality, looking healthy and beautiful, and he won't be able to resist." -Bai Cha’er-

"Is there a tanning service? When one's cultivation level is high, they become so pale. I want a handsome tan, but it's so difficult~" -You Jia-

"Of course there is. You can customize the shade, though it's a bit pricey, but Top Headline You can definitely manage it. There's also tattoo and manicure services. Even the bunnies from Shennong Peak come to us for teeth whitening." -Bai Cha’er-

"I've been banned recently, spent all my money on internet hours. Our Nascent Soul stage internet time is more expensive than blood rice. Forget it, a pale complexion is good too." -You Jia-

"But he doesn't seem to like hot springs." -Qing-

"That's your problem then. If you want to push him down, the first thing is to take off his clothes." -You Jia-

"Push him down?" Qing was a bit puzzled and continued to ask, "How to push him down?"

"The gossip forum has articles. I'll give you the link, but you need a subscription. These articles are subtle and well-written. You'll understand what the right atmosphere means after reading." -You Jia-

Following the directions, Qing went ahead.

After reading through, Qing felt as if his eyes had been opened, his heart fluttering as if stroked by white camellia flowers.

It seemed not that difficult. Humans seem to be easily pushed down, moaning after a few touches, then after a few more touches, they can get it up, allowing themselves to be stabbed. He liked this feeling, both sides would be very happy~

But the environment seemed important. What kind of setting would be good?

Qing recalled the first time he met Yun. Back then, Yun was covered in wounds, but his eyes shone brightly, piercing Qing's eyes.

At that time, Yun was bent on vengeance against someone named Li Xianjing, capturing many celestial demons, even refining himself into a sword. After revenge, he encountered many things, and Qing felt heartache for Yun even just watching from the side.

Later, learning more about the world, Qing even felt a bit relieved that Yun had no emotions. Otherwise, he would have been terribly sad.

Especially when Yun met his uncle, Luo Qingxiao, Qing could feel how much Yun wanted to cry, but he couldn't anymore.

Qing knew even more clearly that Yun re-established Kun-Lai not to guard the Western Continent or out of ambition, but because a crazy old man in his memory had insisted that Kun-Lai must not perish. Yun had promised that it wouldn't, and only then did the old man, bloodied and almost eviscerated, finally close his eyes.

Yun had no desires. Qing felt that if it weren't for that promise, Yun wouldn't even want to live.

Having followed Yun for many years, Qing couldn't think of any place Yun was nostalgic about; all the places he'd lived were ones he didn't want to remember.

So, he would have to make do with the current place.

Yun didn't seem to have any objections to the room Qing had arranged. As for the hot spring pool water, well, in the Sea of Consciousness, anything could be used.

Qing was very action-oriented.

He immediately returned to the Sea of Consciousness, where Yun had set up a grand hall, imprisoning many celestial demons.

Yun usually sat in the yin-yang fish symbol at the center of the hall, looking noble and beautiful, a grace unmatched by anyone Qing had seen.

Qing snapped his fingers, causing a ripple to spread, transforming the Sea of Consciousness into an endless water domain, vast and misty. Sharing the Sea of Consciousness, it could certainly be altered according to his will.

Yun sat on the water surface, opening his eyes to look at him.

Qing walked slowly to his side, and recalling the strategies from the articles, he knelt on one knee and kissed Yun's lips.

Soft and sweet, like the petals of white camellias, with a slight coolness. Qing's tongue teased Yun's lips and teeth. Qing had never thought kissing could be so wonderful, almost making him float~

Ji Yunlai patiently let him kiss for a day, and he was still sucking.

Then, without mercy, he locked Qing in a small black room. That damn fool.

***

After being released from the small black room, Qing started demanding more.

One day, still in the grand hall, before he could kiss, Ji Yunlai opened his eyes and said calmly, "Let me finish my divinations first. Don't interrupt."

So Qing squatted at the side and waited.

After an unknown number of days, Ji Yunlai finally opened his eyes, and Qing pounced on him.

With too much force, he knocked Yun down onto the large yin-yang fish symbol below.

Underneath, Yun's white hair spread out, his eyes quietly gazing at him, his robes neat and tidy, seeming as if in wait for him to kiss.

Qing swallowed non-existent saliva, lowered himself, and kissed Yun's neck, nibbling and sucking, naturally moving downward.

Ji Yunlai, seeing his earnest and diligent effort, suddenly didn't want to push him away.

Forget it, let him do as he likes.

The fool was a complete novice; everything he knew was from those articles.

His movements were rough, even failing to find the entrance.

Ji Yunlai, seeing his anxious and somewhat aggrieved look, guided him into himself.

Finally, Qing lay on top of him, exhausted, sleeping like a child, his brows and eyes hinting at satisfied joy.

Ji Yunlai stroked his head, staring at the ceiling indifferently, waiting for him to wake up.

Just a dream, he told himself.

***

When Qing woke up, he was very happy, feeling that the world had cleared up.

Wanting to cling to Yun, but he was ruthlessly thrown off.

"Yun, are we married?" After writing many romantic poems on little stones, Qing finally couldn't hold back and shyly asked.

"No," Yun replied definitively.

"But we did things only married couples do!" Qing couldn't accept this answer.

"Friends with benefits do those things too," Ji Yunlai said flatly. "Moreover, it was just a dream, a spiritual connection."

"But it was still doing it!" Qing felt almost like crying from grievance.

"So what?" Ji Yunlai turned to him. "Do you want to keep doing it, or do you want to argue about titles, make me angry, and never let you do it again?"

"You clearly had my body, but you dismiss it as a dream..." Qing felt Yun was too heartless.

"Do you expect me to marry you?" Ji Yunlai looked down and continued his work. "Don't be ridiculous."

"What would it take for you to marry me?" Qing asked sadly.

"In the next life," Ji Yunlai replied casually.