Chapter 100 - I Will Reveal Myself

Did he hear the sect leader right? The young man wanted him to get naked… for what purpose?

"Why?" The blonde tried to keep his smile on.

"As you can see in the village, you are highly worshipped here. I believe the other sectors only have one temple and barely use it. We've always wanted to see your body, so that the statues are accurate," the young man said behind the fan, hiding a grin.

'First, Sect Leader Fang in the East… now Sect Leader Yang from the West… why do they want to see him naked!' He felt his cheeks reddened.

"Sect Leader Yang," his oldest brother spoke up, "It is getting late. We shall go rest."

"Oh alright," the young leader sighed, "Come, we have places for you. Tomorrow we shall celebrate."

Ying Yue let out a breath and thanked his brother. He glanced behind him at his bag, making sure Snow was okay.

'Wang Li, I prefer to just be in the palace with you. Things are so strange here.'

==

The Ghost King stared at the demon. He sighed inwardly and focused on the amulet. Hand hovered over the item as he bled his power into it. Sweat built up on his face and he pulled his hand away. Gripping the edge of the platform, he could hear his ragged breathing. Panting out, he pulled away wiping his sweat with his sleeves.

Walking over to Ye Wu, he sat down at the other end of the checkerboard.

This was familiar and it brought a small smile to his face.

'It had been a long time since I've played.'

He reached for a white pebble and placed it forward on the board. The demon moved a black piece. This continued for a few more moves before Ye Wu spoke up.

"Why are you still here?"

Wang Li glanced up and saw crimson eyes on him.

"Do you wish for me to leave?"

"…"

"Forgive me, Ah Wu."

Ye Wu searched his face before moving another piece. They continued playing and Wang Li found his lips curling. He could see a way to win and he leaned forward.

"Oh no, you won't win this time, Ah Li," the demon frowned and leaned closer to the board.

A move. Another.

"Dammit," Ye Wu sighed, "I taught you too well."

Wang Li grinned and opened his mouth, but blood wretched up his throat. Coughing, he spit red liquid over the checkerboard. He felt cold hands pulling him to sit up and a cloth covering his lips. He felt dizzy and found himself laying on the demon's shoulder when he came to.

"You better tell me now, what the hell you are doing. Don't you lie to me, Wang Li!"

He sat up blinking blearily at Ye Wu and rubbed his eyes.

"I found a way to be with him, Ah Wu."

"What is it? Is that why you look like you belong here?"

He saw the deep frown and narrowed red eyes at him, but the creased forehead explained the demon's feelings. Wang Li smiled and he looked over at the cleaned checkerboard.

"Will you help me, Ah Wu? One last time."

"Ah Li, what is going through that mind of yours?"

Wang Li let out a small laugh and he moved a white piece.

"How did Ying Yue's master's fan end up in your hands, Ah Wu?"

The demon glanced down at his hand and saw that he was indeed holding the intricate fan decorated with mountains. He hummed and closed the fan, sending a smirk to the Ghost King.

"Do not distract me, little Ah Li," the demon placed an elbow on the checkerboard and leaned forward, "What do you want from me?"

Wang Li smiled softly and sat straight from where he was.

"Become the Ghost King."

==

Ying Yue had to admit, Sect Leader Yang knew how to create a celebration. There were female dancers swaying and moving with the music. He watched interested and captivated, not wanting to eat for fear of missing any movement. When the music was over and the dancers stopped, he stood up clapping. The females bowed, gushing from pleasing Heaven's Chosen and the musicians did the same.

"Heaven's Chosen," Sect Leader Yang smiled at the blonde, "You are pleased! I am happy."

"Everything is beautiful," Ying Yue grinned, "You really know how to throw a celebration, Sect Leader Yang."

The young sect leader in green grinned and it reminded him of another sect leader from many moons ago.

'Was it possible that he was reincarnated to this time?' He found his smile softened, 'Ah Li would love you, Sect Leader Yang, just like Sect Leader Po.'

"Sect Leader Yang, this celebration is grand. However, there is much to discuss."

He turned to the redhead and tilted his head in wonder of what his brother meant. The young leader blew out his sigh and nodded. He took them to a room behind the celebration and Ying Yue was happy for that. He could hear the lovely music come through the walls.

"What have you heard?" Sect Leader Yang questioned settling down with his chancellor standing beside him.

"Though you have many shrines dedicated to my brother, there have been some shrines created for the Ghost King on the outskirts of the village."

"Ah, yes," the young man rubbed his temple, "Recently, there had been demons occupying the shrines. We asked that you help clear the demons and get rid of it."

"No," Ying Yue spoke up and brown eyes widened, "Shrines for Ah… for the Ghost King is needed to bring balance within the realms."

"But! But my sector is dedicated to you, Chosen One, not the Ghost King."

He could tell by the pout and crossed arms of Sect Leader Yang that he would have a hard time swaying the young man. Coming up with an idea, he cleared his throat and sat taller.

"We will rid the demons for you, Sect Leader Yang. If you… If you keep the temples for the Ghost King, then I… I will reveal myself."

"You can't be serious," Han Mo said incredulously, "You are willing to-"

"Agreed."

Sect Leader Yang laughed and looked over to his chancellor. They pulled out a scroll and handed it to him. Ying Yue rolled it out and looked through it with his brothers. There were circles in certain areas, signifying where the temples were. Smiling, Ying Yue felt better knowing there were temples for his husband. Rubbing his wedding band, he watched his eldest brother roll the scroll back.

"We will get to it, Sect Leader Yang."

"I thank you, Heaven's Chosen and cultivators."

Heading to the closest circle, Ying Yue stared at the make-shift temple. It looked like a small shack that was abandoned. The sound of movements caught their ears, and they perked up. Swords in hands, his eldest brother swung the panel to the side and entered quickly. Ying Yue followed and blinked at the demon.

'A… child?' He questioned, but the child had one eye with curly pink hair. The brothers stood staring into the big black eye of the young child. The skin was pale whiteness and hands were gripping a spoon.

They all blinked.

"Did you… make this?" Ying Yue questioned and before the demon could reply, Snow had jumped out of the pouch. Big blue eyes looked at the baby and he growled. The child growled back and it kept getting louder as they spoke back to the other.

Then, the growling suddenly stopped and big black eye widened. A grin from pale lips spread as a lone tooth was seen. Snow hopped and circled the child before accepting the hug. The adults blinked confused.

"Snow?" Ying Yue bent down to their eye level, "Is this a friend?"

The leopard meowed and nudged against the child.

"Papa," the child clapped and laughed, before wrapping small arms around the pet again.

"Papa? Ah Yue… Did he… did Wang Li have a child with someone?" The brunette questioned with furrowed brows.

The child pointed to the redhead who's golden eyes widened.

"Papa."

"…"

"… big brother…"

"That is not my child."

As if understanding what they were saying, the child cried and Snow tried to calm the baby. Ying Yue picked the child up and noticed the small fluffy tail. The child reached for his brother and he turned to the eldest, to see a scowl and disgust on the man's face.

"What should we do?" He questioned rubbing the baby's back.

"Send him back," the redhead stated.

"But it's just a child."

"What of it?"

"It won't have anyone caring for it. We should-"

"No."

"But-"

"No!"

The shout only made the child cry harder, still reaching for the eldest in the room. Ying Yue glanced at his middle brother who looked on intrigued and confused.

A new presence entered the vicinity and they turned to the entrance. A hooded female entered and went straight to the child. As she neared, Ying Yue could see the similarities to the baby in his arms. The child was picked up by the female and small hands reached to pull the hood off the newcomer.

Long pink hair slipped out of the hood. Two black eyes on a pale face looked at the child. The baby calmed, cooing against her, and Ying Yue found himself smiling.

"What is its name?"

Black eyes glanced over his shoulder to his eldest brother before returning to him.

"He does not have one."