CH 32.1

The nauseating stench of decay, mixed with an extremely strong smell of blood, rushed over, and Shen Liuxiang’s stomach churned. He barely held back from vomiting.

“You’ve got the wrong person!”

He staggered back, barely steadying himself, and grabbed Su Baiche’s clothes around his waist, trying to pull him away.

Two big supporting characters and one big protagonist are here.

Why is he hugging him?!

Ye Bingran’s outstretched hand froze in mid-air as he looked at Su Baiche, who was tightly held by Shen Liuxiang. For a moment, various emotions surged in his heart.

Clearly, he was here, but he sought help from others.

Moreover, that person was Shen Liuxiang. Did Ye Bingran not even compare to him in Su Baiche’s heart?

Ling Ye raised an eyebrow with a surprised expression on his face.

In the past, he was often bullied by his Junior, but now he sought help from his Junior. Could it be that Su Baiche was choosing based on appearance?

Ling Ye smiled and withdrew his hand.

Shen Liuxiang was tightly hugged and couldn’t pry Su Baiche off him. He looked distressed. Then, a hand came over and grabbed Su Baiche’s arm, trying to pull him away.

“Let go.” Zhou Xuanlan’s face was cold.

As he tried to pull him away, he noticed that Su Baiche’s resistance was becoming stronger. It was apparent that this reaction was not what a fainted person would have. So, he exerted more force, even hearing the cracking sound of bones being squeezed.

Seeing his disciple’s displeased face, Shen Liuxiang felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.

Why don’t you hug someone else?

Just look at how Zhou Xuanlan took a step back and hurriedly pulled them apart, afraid that he might offend Su Baiche.

However, before Zhou Xuanlan could separate the two, the sky, which was already filled with dark clouds, suddenly thundered.

A huge and ferocious beast flapped its wings, and its single red-lantern-like eye locked onto Su Baiche. Its razor-sharp claws tore through the air and instantly lunged towards him.

“It’s a demon beast!” The expressions of everyone changed.

A demon beast was a special type of monster in the demon race, without awakened intelligence, only preserving primitive reactions. However, its strength was extremely powerful, with thick and tough skin. Ordinary spells were like tickling it.

Even harmonization realm cultivators would find it difficult to deal with.

Demon beasts were usually rooted in the demon realm and were almost extinct in the cultivation world and the demon world. How could one suddenly appear and chase after Su Baiche across thousands of miles?

Before everyone could think further, the claws attacked, creating a dazzling spark on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Liuxiang pushed Zhou Xuanlan away and, with Su Baiche still clutched in his arms, leaped into the air, summoning his sword.

‘Zheng——!’

The sharp curved claws scratched against the Zhaoyao Sword. The force was so strong that it almost made Shen Liuxiang’s fingers numb, and he could barely hold onto the sword.

If it weren’t for the Zhaoyao Sword being a high-grade magical tool, it would have turned into powder.

“Jie——” The demon beast roared and opened its blood-filled mouth, spewing out a ball of crimson flame without warning.

Shen Liuxiang hastily dodged, barely avoiding the scorching heat wave. Then, the sharp claws with dark and cold glints attacked again.

At this moment, several sword beams flew by.

The sound of blades clashing repeatedly stopped the demon beast. With a moment of respite, Shen Liuxiang quickly distanced himself, landing back on the ground with Su Baiche.

Zhou Xuanlan arrived first and found Shen Liuxiang’s arm dripping with blood, soaking most of his sleeve. “You’re injured.”

Previously, Shen Liuxiang had tightly strained his nerves, focusing all his attention on dodging the demon beast’s attacks, not noticing that he had been injured. Now, reminded of it, he felt as if his flesh was being cut by a knife, and the pain made him break out in cold sweat.

Seeing him turn pale, Zhou Xuanlan’s aura instantly darkened, and his dark and sharp gaze fell on the demon beast.

As if sensing something, the demon beast twisted its head covered in black scales and fixed its gaze on the cold and calm-faced youth. Its massive body froze for a moment in mid-air, and its blood-red eyes blinked. Then, it suddenly flapped its wings and flew away into the distance.

“Jie jie.”

In an instant, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, leaving it clear and washed.

Su Baiche, who had been motionless like a dead fish, discreetly shifted his fingertips, slightly loosening the hand that was clutching Shen Liuxiang’s clothes.

His forehead rested against the side of Shen Liuxiang’s neck, and he caught a faint scent.

Like the fragrance of bamboo after the rain, the fresh air filled with the smell of bamboo permeated, refreshing the heart.

Su Baiche thought to himself that it actually smelled quite nice.

In the next moment, he couldn’t help but feel regretful. Such a fierce demon beast couldn’t even kill Shen Liuxiang.

He had come to the Sword Sect to escape the pursuit of the demon beast, and when he threw himself at Shen Liuxiang, it was just a spontaneous idea, hoping to use him to kill the beast. Unfortunately, it didn’t work.

But now that the demon beast had run away, it was still a good thing.

As Su Baiche was lost in thought, someone grabbed his wrist, and with a “crack,” the bones were dislocated. The hand that was resting on Shen Liuxiang’s waist was flung away.

The pain made Su Baiche’s face twist, but he continued to pretend.

“Seal my sense of pain.”

“I refuse,” Tong Xi said coldly, “You were to throw yourself at Zhou Xuanlan.”

With another “crack,” the bones were dislocated again, and the hand was flung away.

Su Baiche winced in pain, half-slumped to the ground, and listened to the words “Master” whispered in his ear, unable to refrain from swearing.

“F*ck! If I had thrown myself at him, my two hands would have been ruined by Zhou Xuanlan long ago. I’d be thrown into the mouth of the demon beast.”

Tong Xi fell silent and sneered, “There was also Ling Ye and Ye Bingran.”

Su Baiche noticed that someone caught him before he hit the ground, and he heard the gentle call, “Baiche.”

It was Ye Bingran.

Su Baiche’s face turned pale. He tried his best to play the role of someone who fainted, but he couldn’t help saying, “So you’re dumb. The demon beast hates me to the bone. If I had thrown myself at them, wouldn’t I have turned them into living targets?”

“For now, I won’t touch the others, but Shen Liuxiang must die!”

He clenched his teeth and said with hatred, “I suffered so much in the demon realm, drinking that lotus seed soup every day—bleh!”

Thinking of the lotus seed soup, his stomach gave a violent squeeze, and he immediately vomitted it out all over Ye Bingran.

Ye Bingran’s figure visibly stiffened, then he took out a handkerchief and wiped Su Baiche’s mouth.

“I’ll take you for treatment right away.”

Su Baiche was slightly touched in his heart and sighed, “If he were a woman, I would have brought him into my harem. Too bad.”

Tong Xi chuckled, “Hmph.”

Before he could finish feeling moved, his waist tightened, and he was lifted up by Ye Bingran.

Su Baiche’s face slightly stiffened, and his whole body’s hair stood on end. He clenched his fists tightly, barely holding back from jumping down.

Dammit… he was being princess-carried.

Lan Xiaosheng watched helplessly as his senior disciple carried Su Baiche away, his face full of anxiety. He was so angry that he flicked his sleeve and called Ning Runxin and Zhao Lin to follow him.

He wanted to see what was so special about this “Elder Su.”

As Ning Runxin passed by Shen Liuxiang, he paused for a moment, “Isn’t he the one Junior Nephew Ye admires? Why did he ask for your help? Are you two close?”

Shen Liuxiang replied, “Who knows.”

Ning Runxin frowned, feeling somewhat interested. He quickly caught up with Ye Bingran.

He always felt that this person with the surname “Su” was not easy to deal with.

Ling Ye walked at the back and came to Shen Liuxiang at a leisurely pace. He took out a jade bottle from his storage pouch and said, “If the demon beast’s claws are left untreated, the bleeding won’t stop. Apply some medicine to it.”

Shen Liuxiang raised an eyebrow, “What kind of medicine?”

Ling Ye replied, “High-grade healing holy medicine.”

Shen Liuxiang shook the bottle, finding it heavy, and his eyes brightened.

Does that mean…

“It’s just enough for your injuries,” Ling Ye passed by him, not even looking back, and spoke with a hint of a smile, “I won’t sell you any more.”

Shen Liuxiang pouted.

T/N: Guys I have a deep confession to make… I want Ling Ye and Immortal Shen together T-T