CH 22.2

He ran nearly a hundred miles before stopping in an area far from human activity. He looked around and found the desolate forest quiet and silent.

Leaning against a tree, he gasped for breath, a smug smile appearing on his lips. “They wanted to keep an eye on me, huh? Is this young master so easy to keep an eye on?”

After resting for a while, he planned to leave. At that moment, he felt the Fettering Spirit Rope on his wrist suddenly heat up.

Threads of black mist emitted from the rope, extending to an invisible distance.

Shen Liu Xiang’s heart skipped a beat.

In the next instant, the threads in mid-air tightened abruptly, and an overwhelming force pulled him from the forest back to the bustling street. His body was uncontrollably propelled towards an unknown destination.

In shock, he saw a tall figure appearing in front of him, but he didn’t dodge and just stood in the middle of the road.

Bang!

The colorful lanterns hanging on the street swayed in the wind.

Shen Liuxiang’s head hit the man’s firm and broad chest, feeling dizzy and disoriented. At that moment, the man grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him away.

“Quite fast on your feet,” Nan Yaoquan’s face showed a trace of disdain, but also a hint of admiration, “If it weren’t for the binding spirit rope, you would have escaped.”

Shen Liuxiang covered his forehead and looked up at the man’s handsome yet fierce face. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly uttered a curse word.

“F*ck—”

Because of that word, he was silenced.

Shen Liuxiang was dragged back to the inn, feeling hopeless. Kneeling on the ground, his face turned pale, he thought he would be severely punished, but to his surprise, Nan Yaoquan let him off easily, seemingly pleased, “After all, you are the son of my adoptive father. You do have some skills.”

Half an hour passed without any conversation, and Shen Liuxiang felt like he was going crazy. He pointed at his throat, hinting that he wanted to speak.

Ignoring his gesture, Nan Yaoquan picked up a teacup, but as he held it, the cup shattered in his hand, soaking his clothes with tea.

Nan Yaoquan narrowed his eyes and pulled Shen Liuxiang’s hand towards him, pinching the binding spirit rope, and said, “Golden Core stage is too high for you, let’s start with the Foundation Building stage.”

Shen Liuxiang: “…”

In his mind, he cursed again.

After that, Nan Yaoquan left and told him to rest well for the night. He went to the adjacent room.

This place was where the demon realm and the cultivation realm intersected. The spiritual energy in the air fluctuated strongly, making it dangerous to travel at night. They needed to rest here for the night before entering the demon realm the next day.

Nan Yaoquan returned to his room, but he kept monitoring Shen Liuxiang’s movements with his divine sense.

After Nan Yaoquan left, Shen Liuxiang finished off the tea in the teapot in one breath, as if trying to vent his anger. Then he went to the table and prepared something with a pen and paper.

…

Nan Yaoquan closed his eyes, taking Shen Liuxiang away would not end things so easily. Ling Ye was probably already on his way here. Fortunately, Nan Yaoquan had detected the tracking technique on Shen Liuxiang, so although he couldn’t break it, he could use it to deceive the other party and buy some time.

After he dealt with the unexpected item and settled things in the demon realm, he would come back for Su Baiche.

Nan Yaoquan gradually settled down, and his black mist grew denser.

At this moment, a banging sound came from the wall, continuously interrupting his thoughts.

Nan Yaoquan opened his eyes with a gloomy expression and instantly appeared in the other room, staring at Shen Liuxiang who was standing by the wall, holding a stone in his hand. His tone was cold, “You better have something important to say.”

Shen Liuxiang didn’t say a word, he threw away the stone and picked up the prepared scroll from the table. He slowly unfolded it and showed it to Nan Yaocuan.

On the snow-white paper were several crooked and twisted large characters.

–Brother, give me a chance to call you “Brother” once.

Nan Yaoquan’s face softened slightly, “Are you being sincere?”

Shen Liuxiang nodded firmly, blinked his eyes, and his handsome face showed sincerity.

“Unsealing the mute spell to let you call me ‘Brother’ is not impossible.”

Nan Yaoquan took a step forward, raised his hand, and pinched Shen Liuxiang’s jaw, carefully examining his face, “But I still find you displeasing, so let’s forget about it.”

Shen Liuxiang: “…”

I gave you face, the most beautiful man in this flourishing world!

Seeing the annoyance in his phoenix-like eyes, Nan Yaoquan chuckled lowly, then flicked his long fingers against Shen Liuxiang’s cheek, “Alright, you can call me ‘Brother’ now.”

Shen Liuxiang cleared his throat and was finally able to make a sound.

He was about to say something when he noticed that Nan Yaocuan was looking at him with an unusual gaze, deep and gentle.

Shen Liuxiang had a bad feeling and found a bronze mirror to take a look. His face looked refined and elegant, as beautiful as moonlight.

“······” He couldn’t help but chuckle.

Nan Yaoquan expected Shen Liuxiang to explode in anger, but to his surprise, Shen Liuxiang just smiled lightly and used his melodious and soft voice, “Brother, I’m hungry. Can you get me something to eat?”

Nan Yaocuan was stunned.

For a moment, he thought it was really his younger brother who had returned.

By the time he reacted, a table full of dishes had already been prepared for him.

Shen Liuxiang picked up his chopsticks and spoke in a gentle tone, “Brother, join me. It’s not fun to eat alone.”

Nan Yaoquan stared at him and replied, “I prefer watching you eat.”

“Is that so?” Shen Liuxiang nodded shyly, “Then, I won’t be polite.”

After saying that, he threw away the chopsticks and grabbed a chicken leg from the plate. He stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

Liu Shenyun stepped into the room and looked up with a dull expression.

There he saw a man with a beautiful face, sitting cross-legged at the dining table, with his head slightly tilted, put a piece of beef in his mouth with his oil-stained hands, swallowed it with a slam, and hurried to get another plate of things.

The table was in complete chaos, with bones, fish bones, and shrimp shells scattered all over. The scene was simply unbearable to look at.

Meanwhile, the Demon Sovereign sat there in a daze, his face frozen.

Shen Liuxiang let out a satisfied belch and wiped his mouth.

“Brother, why don’t you keep looking at me with gentle eyes? Do I no longer look like your younger brother?”

Bang!

The table was crushed under the pressure, collapsing with a loud crash.

Shen Liuxiang got up from the ground, seemingly unfazed, and patted the dust off himself. He walked towards the Demon Sovereign, who had an ugly expression and said, “Brother, this is Lord Su’s true appearance. Don’t you like it?”

Nan Yaoquan’s voice trembled, “Stay away from me.”

Shen Liuxiang walked even faster, his lips still stained with green onions. He approached the face the Demon Sovereign cared about the most and smiled terrifyingly.

“Brother~”

Nan Yaoquan completely broke down.

The image of his gentle and soft-spoken younger brother in his mind was now completely covered by the face of Shen Liuxiang, deliberately eating like a glutton.

“Go away!!”

In his heart, the image of his younger brother was destroyed…

“I really want to kill him,” Nan Yaoquan said.

Standing in the dim corridor, he showed an expression of extreme sorrow, “Now, whenever I think of my younger brother, all I see is that face smeared with green onions.”

Liu Shenyun didn’t know how to comfort the Demon Sovereign. He sighed and watched as Nan Yaoquan remained melancholy outside the door the whole night.

The next day, Shen Liuxiang was dragged out of bed.

He looked at Liu Shenyun and asked, “Where’s Brother?”

“The Lord doesn’t want to see you.”

Shen Liuxiang sighed and touched his face, “This face may be a little ugly, but Brother likes it, so I reluctantly accepted it. Why not take a few more looks.”

Liu Shenyun’s mouth twitched, and he led Shen Liuxiang out of the inn. Nan Yaoquan was walking far ahead, not once looking back.

Shen Liuxiang said in a dejected tone, “Brother, you’re so cold to me. At the beginning, you didn’t treat me like this.”

Liu Shenyun replied, “······You’re lucky to be alive.”

Shen Liuxiang raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

As his gaze swept around, he inadvertently caught sight of a figure on the street. He widened his eyes…