Villainous Junior Chapter 61
Translated by Sylver (ko-fi)
Chapter 61: Spot On
Meng Chen was also kissing someone proactively for the first time, completely without experience. After his lips touched the other's, he didn't know what to do next. Feeling that staying frozen like this wasn't right, he tentatively opened his mouth and gently bit Xue Lang's lower lip with his front teeth.
This bite directly ignited something in the other person.
Xue Lang suddenly raised his hands and firmly gripped his waist, pulling him tightly into his embrace without leaving any gap, and passionately kissed him back, taking control. Meng Chen had no time to react before all his thoughts were swept away. His mind became hazy, and he finally gave up thinking altogether, just closing his eyes with a flushed face, his fingers tightly embracing the man's neck.
Gradually, both of their breathing became unsteady. Just as Meng Chen wanted to turn his head to catch his breath, Xue Lang suddenly gripped his waist and lifted him up entirely, walking two steps to place him on the nearby windowsill.
Meng Chen: "!"
He was startled, and before he could make a sound, Xue Lang had already leaned down and kissed him again.
This is really fatal. Xue Lang thought.
He greedily and obsessively savored those soft, sweet lips, his heart burning hot with passion, love, joy, and satisfaction so intense they nearly overflowed from his chest. Though this wasn't a moment to be distracted, somehow a scene automatically appeared in his mind:
It was drizzling, and he strode into an elegant small pavilion, shaking off the water mist from his sleeves, eagerly walking towards a room. Two maids guarding the door immediately stopped him, glaring at him with displeasure. "The Immortal Lord is in seclusion, no disturbances allowed!"
"Is that how you speak?" He seemed familiar with the two maids and brazenly said, "I'm here to assist your Immortal Lord in cultivation, how can that be considered a disturbance?"
"Don't even try!" one maid scolded, "For a Demon Venerable like you to be so shameless, coming to harass our Immortal Lord every day, how disgraceful!"
The other maid sneered and said, "No need to waste words with him. The Immortal Lord has set up the Nine Stars Eight Trigrams Formation. It's useless for him to come, he can't get in."
After hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly, then, under the maids' incredulous gazes, he quickly broke through the Nine Stars Eight Trigrams Formation. He made a face at them, shaking his head, and swaggered in.
Inside the room, a young man in white robes was meditating with closed eyes. Even from just his profile, one could see his noble bearing and unmatched elegance. He walked in and lightly coughed to announce his presence. The white-robed person either was too deep in meditation or heard but chose to ignore him, keeping his eyes closed without movement.
He had no choice but to sit down dejectedly beside him, cross-legged and chin in hand, focusing intently on watching the other person. Perhaps his gaze was too intense and burning, the white-robed person finally sighed and opened his eyes to look at him. "Why have you come again?"
"I missed you!" He immediately jumped up like a well-trained large dog, quickly embraced the white-robed person from behind, rested his chin on the other's shoulder and nuzzled twice forcefully, complaining reproachfully, "Why add the word 'again'? Don't you miss me at all?"
The white-robed person's neck tickled from his nuzzling, tried to dodge twice but couldn't escape, so he had to let him be. "If I remember correctly, you just came the day before yesterday..."
"Exactly! The day before yesterday! Twenty-four hours have passed!" He suddenly became even more aggrieved, "No, you must make it up to me, come give me a kiss."
After saying this, he very roguishly leaned in and planted a firm kiss on the young man's face.
The white-robed person couldn't dodge in time and was shamelessly held in his embrace as he gave several kisses in succession. His jade-like cheeks instantly turned red, and he said with some embarrassment and annoyance. "I shouldn't have told you how to break the Nine Stars Eight Trigrams Formation..."
"Too late." He smiled mischievously, used his arms to lift the person up, walked two steps to press him against the pavilion's windowsill, and leaned down to kiss him deeply.
Outside the window, the rain pattered steadily, and as he held the person before him, he felt like he was embracing the most indispensable part of his life.
Meng Chen, almost out of breath from his kiss, finally pushed him away forcefully, his face completely red as he wiped his moistened lips with the back of his hand. Xue Lang had also come back to his senses by then, suddenly laughing softly as he kissed Meng Chen's forehead and told him. "I just saw you again."
He described the fragment he had remembered, but Meng Chen looked skeptical. "Are you making this up to fool me?"
"It's all true, really." Xue Lang insisted confidently, "Look, this explains the mystery of the Nine Stars Eight Trigrams Formation, doesn't it?"
Three thousand years ago, Meng Chen had personally told him the solution, and the formation's strokes had been imprinted in his mind. Even after reincarnation and losing his memories, he had still instinctively drawn that one correct pattern.
This was indeed the strongest evidence, but Meng Chen struggled. "But I don't remember any of it."
Could it be that he, like Xue Lang, had memories remaining from a thousand years ago?
If they truly knew and loved each other thousands of years ago, was their reunion in this life a coincidence, or an arrangement destined by fate?
"My memories are slowly returning, everything will eventually become clear," Xue Lang comforted him, then added seriously, "I've noticed I always remember things from the past when you're near me, so I think we should spend more time close together. That way, my recovery might be faster."
Meng Chen glared at him and pinched his cheek, ignoring the man's exaggerated "hiss" as he jumped down from the windowsill with a red face and walked away.
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Pear blossoms bloomed fragrantly in the small courtyard. The stone table was set with several dishes and fine peach blossom wine. Four people sat around it, all raising their wine cups and clinking them together with a clear sound.
"Thank you, Valley Master Mei, for your skillful assistance. If you ever need anything in the future, I, Meng, will spare no effort to help."
"Between friends, there's no need for thanks! Come visit me often, and when I have time, I'll also tour the Demon Realm. Don't forget to welcome me then!"
Meng Chen smiled and said, "Of course."
Most of Xue Lang's memories had returned, and the rest could only be left to time. They couldn't stay and impose any longer, so they proposed their farewell. Mei Xiaohan knew they didn't like grand, noisy affairs, so he set the farewell feast in this small courtyard with just the four of them gathered together, drinking fine wine and making casual conversation.
Mei Xiaohan and Xue Lang could talk about anything, covering topics from far and wide. Li Feng was characteristically quiet as always, only occasionally adding food to Mei Xiaohan's plate and secretly pouring out half the wine in his cup to prevent him from getting drunk. Meng Chen listened with a smile, joining in the conversation occasionally, creating a very relaxed and harmonious atmosphere.
The drinking session lasted from noon until evening. Though it was only peach blossom wine, it still went to their heads somewhat. Later, Li Feng also offered a toast to Xue Lang, saying he wanted to ask him about some questions regarding cultivation progress. Without hesitation, Xue Lang beckoned to him, and they went to find a spacious place for an impromptu teaching session.
Meng Chen and Mei Xiaohan sat at the table, no longer drinking wine but brewing a pot of clear tea instead.
"I haven't been this happy in a long time," Even with Li Feng's control, Mei Xiaohan had still drunk too much when he got excited, and said with squinting eyes and a smile, "When drinking with kindred spirits, a thousand cups are too few. I haven't had enough yet."
"Next time you come to the Demon Realm, I'll let you try 'Thousand Years Fierce.' I guarantee there will be plenty," Meng Chen said with a smile.
"Great! I'll remember that!" Mei Xiaohan slapped the table, "Once I'm done with this busy period, I'll come find you for drinks. It's settled then!"
He gave a small hiccup and squinted at the evening clouds, then after a moment of silence asked, "Meng Chen, do you believe in destiny?"
Meng Chen followed his gaze to the horizon and said. "No."
Mei Xiaohan slightly raised his eyebrows and turned to look at him. "You're the first person to answer so definitively."
"Nature has its constants, and humans have their own fate. What is destiny?" Meng Chen said coolly, "In my view, such talk is either deliberately mystifying with ulterior motives, or just an excuse that weak and incompetent people use to explain away their failures and mistakes."
"...You're quite bold to say that." Mei Xiaohan looked at him strangely, then laughed heartily, "But I like it!"
He laughed more and more freely, as if he had figured something out, and poured himself another cup of wine which he drank in one gulp. Meng Chen stopped his hand as he reached for the wine jar again, warning. "Li Feng will be back soon, be careful he doesn't catch you drinking secretly."
"So what if he sees? Am I afraid of that wooden block?" Mei Xiaohan said carelessly, but still secretly glanced at the courtyard gate. Seeing no one returning, he felt relieved and poured another cup to drink, "Speaking of which, I really envy you. Your partner didn't seem very clever at first glance, but who knew he'd be such a romantic! Tsk tsk, you can't judge a book by its cover."
Meng Chen couldn't help but smile. "Li Feng is very good too. Loyal and reliable."
"That's his only merit." Mei Xiaohan whispered, as if he had been holding it in too long and finally found someone to confide in, "Let me tell you, you can't imagine how wooden this person is! The other night I told him he couldn't come to bed unless he created a romantic surprise for me. He stood there for half an hour and couldn't come up with anything, I was so angry! I couldn't bear watching anymore and suggested he could sing me a song or something, and guess what he sang?"
Mei Xiaohan slapped the table hard. "A lullaby! He sang me a lullaby! And the key thing is he was off-key the whole time, it was like demonic sounds piercing my ears. Forget sleeping peacefully, I was so scared I couldn't sleep all night!"
Meng Chen couldn't stop laughing, and then heard Mei Xiaohan continue angrily. "Even in bed, he only knows how to work hard mindlessly, and needs my reminders just to change positions! He's hopelessly stupid!"
Meng Chen was caught off guard by the sudden topic change and choked, turning his head to cough.
"Are you alright? Have some water." Mei Xiaohan didn't notice his unusual expression and poured him some tea, then suddenly asked in a low, mischievous tone, "Say, your partner, does he know more...techniques? Being from the Demon Realm, he must be more uninhibited, and I heard their stamina is extraordinary. Tsk tsk, can you handle it?"
Meng Chen's cheeks grew hot, unsure whether to answer or not. Mei Xiaohan noticed his discomfort and, thinking he was just reserved and embarrassed to discuss such things, quickly cleared his throat and resumed his gentlemanly manner, dropping the subject.
After drinking tea for a while, Mei Xiaohan suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, "I almost forgot something important—I heard you have the Silk-Binding in your body?"
Meng Chen nodded and asked: "Did Xue Lang tell you?"
"When I was giving him acupuncture earlier, he asked if I had any way to cure it." Mei Xiaohan frowned and said, "Such a serious matter, and you never mentioned it to me?"
Meng Chen felt somewhat embarrassed. "I didn't want to trouble you further."
With Xue Lang's memories returning, Meng Chen was already very grateful. Moreover, since Yin Chi had been stripped of his powers and imprisoned in the netherworld, the Silk-Binding shouldn't act up again, so he thought keeping it wouldn't have much effect and hadn't planned to bring it up.
"If you keep being so polite, I'll get angry with you." Mei Xiaohan pointed at him with a stern face, then continued, "We can't be careless about this. Even if the poison won't act up again, it's not a good thing to have in your body. Keeping it there long-term will cause some damage."
"I know." Meng Chen said thoughtfully, "But I heard only the person who administered the poison can cure it, and ordinary physicians are helpless..."
"You said 'ordinary physicians' yourself." Mei Xiaohan said disapprovingly, "Am I 'ordinary'?"
Meng Chen couldn't help but smile and cupped his hands: "Then please, Divine Doctor Mei, have mercy and save my life."
Mei Xiaohan was very satisfied with his attitude of admitting error and immediately stood up. "No problem, come with me."
Meng Chen hadn't expected him to start treatment right away and asked in surprise. "Now?"
"This poison isn't hard to cure. Take a pill, sleep it off, and you'll be fine." Mei Xiaohan led Meng Chen to the Luochun Pavilion and quickly prepared several pills to give him, telling him to take them with clear water.
"There, it's done. I'll go call Xue Lang over. The Silk-Binding is the strongest love gu, and the antidote also requires fighting poison with poison. He'll probably have a hard time tonight," Mei Xiaohan said, "But demons have good stamina, so it shouldn't be difficult for him."
As Meng Chen listened, he felt increasingly uneasy, his heart inexplicably beginning to pound. Just as he was about to ask for details, he suddenly felt a burning sensation ignite in his dantian. That terrible feeling of his body and soul being controlled by heat waves, which he had almost forgotten, swept over him again.
He looked at Mei Xiaohan in shock. "This medicine..."
Mei Xiaohan said matter-of-factly. "Fighting poison with poison means we first need to trigger the Silk-Binding, then take this opportunity to draw out the poison. After that, there won't be any aftereffects."
Meng Chen: "..."
How could you not mention something this important earlier!?
No... he remembered Mei Xiaohan had said earlier "This poison isn't hard to cure. Take a pill, sleep it off, and you'll be fine."
But who could have guessed that "sleeping it off" meant THAT kind of sleeping!?
Perhaps his expression was too devastated, because Mei Xiaohan finally noticed something was wrong. A suspicion arose in his mind, and he stammered: "No... no way? You and Xue Lang, you haven't done THAT yet!?"
Meng Chen took a deep breath, wanting to sink into the ground, not knowing if it was from embarrassment or from the effects of the poison.
"This... this..." Mei Xiaohan was dumbfounded too, pacing in circles with a dejected face, "I'm sorry! But once this poison activates, it can't be stopped! How about... I help you? Though I might not be up to it, since our natures might not be very compatible..."
With a "bang," the door was suddenly pushed open forcefully. Li Feng walked in with an icy expression, wordlessly hoisted up the panicking Divine Doctor Mei, and carried him away. Xue Lang closed the door and walked to Meng Chen's side, looking at him anxiously, his ears and neck already completely red.
Obviously, these two had been crouching outside the door for who knows how long, and had heard the entire conversation between Mei Xiaohan and him.
Meng Chen suddenly felt unable to meet Xue Lang's gaze and turned around anxiously to leave, but Xue Lang firmly caught his hand.
"Well, Valley Master Mei was right about one thing," Xue Lang unconsciously swallowed, staring at him without blinking, "We demons have extraordinary energy and physical strength. You don't need to worry about tiring me out."
Meng Chen: "..."
Xue Lang held the young man's hand, gently but irresistibly pulling him bit by bit into his embrace, asking in a hoarse voice. "Don't believe me? Want to try?"
