Chapter 19: The Honey Trap — He Actually Kissed the Crazy Black Lotus Voluntarily?!
Su Huan: “.”
Sometimes, he really just wanted to kill someone.
Meanwhile, Nangong Yi turned back and was astonished to see Xiao Jianming suddenly appear. Just as he was about to leave the array to assist Su Huan, he was stopped. Su Huan transmitted a message: Fellow Daoist Nangong, go ahead and slay the Pill Demon. I have a way to get the Spirit Key.
“How do you want to beg me?”
Xiao Jianming raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised that Su Huan had yielded so easily today.
“It would be boring if you just did whatever I said. How about… you think of something yourself?”
Xiao Jianming smiled brightly, shaking the two Spirit Keys in his palm again.
Su Huan took a deep breath. The last shred of gratitude for saving his life vanished instantly.
But he couldn’t kill Xiao Jianming. The other party was stronger than him, so taking them by force was impossible.
Moreover… Su Huan touched his heart. He seemed a little afraid of the other party.
The feeling of being on the brink of death five years ago felt like it was just yesterday.
Su Huan smiled bitterly to himself. Sure enough, he couldn’t win against Xiao Jianming.
Once fear set in, victory became difficult.
However, he wasn’t entirely without a chance. At least the other party still wanted something from him.
Su Huan glanced at the Golden Dragon Array.
Although the verdant Pill Demon was trapped and immobile, it constantly sprouted branches and leaves to stab at Nangong Yi. Nangong Yi, still recovering from heavy injuries, found it difficult to get close for a moment.
He remembered Fellow Daoist Meng’s dying request.
He spoke with difficulty, “Five years ago, you forced me to sign…”
“Shut up!” Before he could finish, Xiao Jianming’s face darkened even more. “Don’t mention that matter again!”
Su Huan paused, then lowered his eyes and obediently omitted the key words, continuing, “If you let me go out to send a message, I will sign… a contract with you, to be at your disposal.”
However, what he didn’t notice was that although the other party’s face looked ugly, his ears were tinged with red.
Whenever Xiao Jianming thought of the stupid things he had done, he was so ashamed that he wished everyone who knew about it would disappear. But he had to keep Su Huan alive to ensure he wouldn’t be trapped to death in the illusion.
However, Su Huan’s mention of this… reminded him of something—
Whether it was the Su Huan inside or outside the illusion, he seemed unable to see the other’s evil and delusional thoughts.
There were only two possibilities for this situation. One was that the other party had something on him that could evade the unique perception of the Lingxi lineage. The other was related to the legend circulated among the Lingxi Clan.
Legend had it that the Lingxi Clan had lived in the Wuwang Sea for generations. Each successive clan leader was the Master of the Wuwang Sea, controlling the laws of that world. Any human, demon, or devil who vainly attempted to cross the Wuwang Sea would be judged by the Sea Master. Those without falsehood could cross, while those with falsehood would meet death.
Therefore, the Wuwang Sea was also known as the place of no return. It was the border between the Demon Realm and the Cultivation World. The seabed was piled with the bones of those who died in judgment, and it also imprisoned countless resentful souls and evil ghosts full of sin.
To avoid getting lost in such an abyss, one had to tie a rope deep in one’s soul. The Lingxi people called this rope—”Faith.”
Therefore, unlike the Immortal Clans of the Seven Continents and Four Seas who worshipped the four fallen gods, the Lingxi Clan only believed in their own “Faith.” And the “Faith” of the Lingxi Clan was the only person in the world with a soul of purest purity and whiteness.
“Faith” was the only person in the world without evil delusions, but most were transformed from natural spiritual objects born in the Wuwang Sea.
Once, an Immortal Clan member became their faith. It was precisely because that person deceived his mother’s trust that the Demon Race was able to silently raid the Wuwang Sea… That was why he hated deceitful people who resembled that person so much.
What he hated most were those who vainly attempted to follow suit.
However, magical artifacts in the world capable of shielding the Lingxi Clan’s perception were rare. It was only possible if they reached the Immortal grade. There were no true Immortals left in this world; the so-called Immortal Clans were just self-proclaimed titles by cultivators.
The Immortal artifact used by that person had long been destroyed by his mother herself. The existing Immortal artifacts in the world were all recorded in the Weapon Registry and had their own masters. Even if someone could create a new Immortal artifact, they would definitely not use it on an insignificant Immortal Sect disciple.
Therefore, when the evil thoughts on Su Huan disappeared, even though he thought of this possibility immediately, he quickly denied it.
The person was right under his nose at the time, and he didn’t sense the existence of any Immortal artifact.
But Su Huan was not a natural spiritual object, so why did the evil delusions on him suddenly disappear?
This was a puzzle he couldn’t solve no matter how much he thought about it.
It wasn’t until before falling into the illusion that he finally learned Su Huan had long known about his background.
Xiao Jianming was shocked and furious at the time. The consciousness generated in an instant was to kill this liar who vainly attempted to cheat the Lingxi Clan’s trust.
But thinking about it now, how could an ordinary little disciple get hold of an unknown Immortal artifact? It must be that some power learned the secret of his background from Su Huan and took advantage of the situation to use this fool to set a trap for him, hoping to recreate the scene of easily commanding the Lingxi Clan and controlling the Wuwang Sea back then.
But they never expected that he would find out.
Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but take a deep look at Su Huan. All of this was thanks to this fool.
After he got out, he would definitely root out the people behind him and kill those dogs to deter others who harbored similar petty thoughts.
Wanting to eliminate the Lingxi Clan to control the Wuwang Sea required having that kind of strength.
As for the first possibility he wanted to verify after losing his memory… Xiao Jianming sneered inwardly.
There was absolutely no such possibility.
However, he could take the opportunity to agree to the conditions proposed by this fool, keep the person in his hands, and then follow the vine to get the melon. He would pretend to be successfully bewitched, so that the forces behind him would relax their vigilance and reveal their flaws.
Xiao Jianming had an idea in his mind and looked at Su Huan with leisure. “At my disposal?”
He raised his eyebrows and teased, “Alright, then let me see to what extent you can do it.”
In his heart, however, he thought that before that, he must punish him severely to dissolve the evil deed of this fool deceiving him earlier.
What he hated most was deception.
Even if the other party had once spiritually cultivated with him, he wouldn’t be soft-hearted.
On this side, a look of difficulty appeared on Su Huan’s face, but he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
A look of hesitation appeared on Su Huan’s face again. Finally, he gritted his teeth, set up a barrier to block the view from outside, and walked slowly toward Xiao Jianming. He reached out and pulled off the crown binding his hair, and his jet-black long hair fell instantly to his ankles.
Nangong Yi was fighting the Pill Demon. Sensing this scene with his released spiritual sense, he was so shocked that he hurriedly withdrew it and rushed toward the barrier where the two were, shouting worriedly, “Su Huan, don’t!”
But the barrier had already closed. Although Su Huan heard his voice in time, his movements only paused for a moment. Then he closed his eyes, raised his fair neck, and offered his lips.
That face, which looked rather innocent, was written with the word “risk it all,” like a young deer stretching its neck for the slaughter. It made Xiao Jianming recall the taste of soul blending that day, and his protruding Adam’s apple moved involuntarily.
For a moment, he didn’t push him away.
Just a light touch like a dragonfly skimming the water stirred up countless ripples.
It was actually sweet.
Xiao Jianming couldn’t help but capture the sweetness delivered to his lips. He lowered his head to deepen it, wanting to raise his hand to confine the prey in front of him and taste more sweetness… But he couldn’t lift it?!
He opened his eyes abruptly, only to see Su Huan withdraw the offered lips and tongue. He opened his moistened light eyes, panted lightly with moist lips, and the look in his eyes returned to clarity.
His fingers moved slightly, and he returned to his neatly dressed appearance.
His expression was composed on his slightly flushed face, and he calmly took the two Spirit Keys from his hand.
Xiao Jianming closed his eyes, veins popping on his forehead.
Good, very good! He, the dignified successor of the seventy-second Lingxi Clan leader and future Master of the Wuwang Sea, had actually been deceived again!
Su Huan lowered his eyes, swallowed the surging blood, and pinched his palm to hide the slight trembling of his body.
Using his body as an array hurt him after all.
But being able to get the keys to go out was enough.
The Sect Master had always been benevolent. After repelling the Demon Race, he should be able to get the Glazed Immortal Grass based on this great merit.
Su Huan stepped out of the barrier and smiled at Nangong Yi, who looked anxious and was running over quickly, signaling that he was fine. He handed one of the Spirit Keys to him.
Nangong Yi smiled bitterly. “I really didn’t expect the method you mentioned to be this. If I had known earlier, I…”
He couldn’t continue.
Su Huan didn’t mind much. Instead, he comforted him, “I’m fine. Sending the message is important.”
Then he held one of them and input spiritual energy. As expected, this small square block was the Secret Realm Spirit Key. A spiritual vortex slowly appeared in front of Su Huan.
However, a burst of pressure from a mighty figure suddenly came from above, followed by an elegant voice—
“Oh, two little mice are trying to escape.”
Su Huan was shocked to the core. Without any hesitation, he immediately shouted toward the vortex leading outside, his voice infused with spiritual energy: “The Demon Sovereign has invaded the Secret Realm! Elders, please take precautions—ugh…”
He was suddenly choked by an invisible force.
A response came from within the vortex.
A figure appeared out of thin air behind Su Huan, grabbing his right hand that held the Spirit Key and crushing it along with his hand bones!
Su Huan’s eyes widened, and two lines of clear tears suddenly ran down his cheeks.
However, his throat was choked. No matter how painful it was, he couldn’t scream, only making hissing sounds of pain.
Behind the Demon Sovereign followed the escaped Yin Rong. A trace of pity flashed across his face, but he didn’t dare to plead for mercy.
The majestic pressure crashed down heavily. The fingers on his neck tightened more and more. Su Huan desperately burned his life using the Jialan Secret Technique to resist, but it was to no avail.
Beside him, Nangong Yi was also crushed until his knees smashed heavily onto the ground, making a crisp cracking sound, and blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth.
This was the Demon Sovereign, an existence that could rival Immortal Venerable Feng Qing ten thousand years ago.
Su Huan turned his head with difficulty to look at him. With just one glance, he saw where the Demon Sovereign’s vital point lay.
It seemed Meng Qinghui’s words were not false.
However, he was powerless.
His peripheral vision involuntarily glanced at the open space not far away. That was the barrier he had just set up, which hadn’t dissipated yet.
With a silent swipe of his fingers, the array integrated with his body was quietly undone. He immediately transmitted: Run! It’s good even if one person escapes…
The Demon Sovereign noticed his gaze, and Nangong Yi beside him noticed it too. He immediately used all his strength to send spiritual energy into the Spirit Key in his hand. The Demon Sovereign’s gaze was successfully attracted by his small movement.
At the same time, an identical spiritual vortex appeared in front of Nangong Yi. Before any action could be taken, a voice came from the other end of the vortex: “Little friend? Little friend!”
“Oh no, they must have been discovered and killed by the demons…”
“Hey, look! The passage opened again!”
“Little friend, hold on! We will open the Secret Realm soon and save you!”
Su Huan felt joy in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed his message was successful…
He didn’t notice that the golden spiritual scroll floating in mid-air suddenly stagnated.
“Tsk tsk tsk, no chance.”
At some point, the Demon Sovereign threw Su Huan to Yin Rong and flashed to Nangong Yi’s side!
“It’s the Demon Sovereign?!”
“Bad news, open the passage quickly…”
The Demon Sovereign smiled, shattered the passage with a palm, and then pierced through his chest with one hand!
Su Huan’s eyes widened. “Fellow Daoist Nangong!”
Nangong Yi spat out blood with a splurt. After the Demon Sovereign withdrew his hand, he fell to the ground instantly.
Su Huan struggled subconsciously. Yin Rong felt sorry for his crushed palm and didn’t use much strength, so he actually let him break free.
Su Huan struggled to withstand the majestic pressure that had been pressing on him since the Demon Sovereign appeared. He moved to his side to support Nangong Yi.
Nangong Yi smiled at him. He said, “Fellow Daoist Su… did you hear that…”
Su Huan choked with sobs, hurriedly transferring spiritual energy into his body, his tone trembling uncontrollably. “I heard it. Don’t sleep, don’t die…”
It had no effect.
The vitality in Nangong Yi’s body drained rapidly, and gradually, there was no sound.
The person inside the barrier hadn’t moved either. Su Huan was in agony and couldn’t help but roar via transmission: What are you still doing here! While the Demon Sovereign hasn’t discovered you, run quickly!
Inside the barrier, Xiao Jianming looked at him with an inexplicable expression. He never expected that despite him being so bad to Su Huan, the other party actually didn’t take the opportunity to expose him.
…Forget it.
He would forgive him this time.
Xiao Jianming drew his sword and casually flourished a sword flower. A sword energy landed on the barrier with this movement, and the barrier enveloping him shattered in response.
The sword wind kicked up some grass clippings, so Xiao Jianming didn’t realize that the green grass under his feet was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Su Huan sensed the barrier being broken and looked back in disbelief. The Demon Sovereign not far away also cast his gaze over.
Xiao Jianming’s figure slowly appeared on the empty grassland.
Su Huan’s eyes revealed despair.
The Demon Sovereign was slightly surprised and chuckled lightly. “It seems I’m getting old. I actually didn’t notice I missed a little mouse for a moment.”
Xiao Jianming showed no fear, even letting out a sneer. He wanted to see if he, the master of the illusion, could beat the illusion derived from the illusion.
As if unaffected by the mighty pressure, he walked lightly to Su Huan’s side and pulled him into his arms, reducing the pressure on Su Huan.
Although death in the illusion wouldn’t lead to physical death, it would damage the soul. Su Huan’s soul was fragile, so he couldn’t let him die here.
The Demon Sovereign watched this scene with a smile and chuckled.
“Oh my, it seems the thing Little Rong’er fancied already has an owner. He looks quite powerful too.”
That melodious voice sent a chill through Su Huan’s heart.
He looked at Xiao Jianming. Seeing him, the despair in his heart dissipated a lot. He transmitted: I can see where his vital point lies. The Demon Sovereign’s vital point is right at…
Before the transmission was finished, a “crack” sounded through the whole world, followed by continuous similar sounds, and then cracks appeared.
Su Huan was stunned, thinking the Immortal Sect reinforcements had arrived, and couldn’t help but smile with relief.
Xiao Jianming, however, looked shocked and murmured involuntarily, “What’s going on? The illusion actually broke early?!”
He looked down abruptly at the youth in his arms. However, white light flashed before his eyes, and Xiao Jianming briefly lost consciousness!
When he opened his eyes again, someone had been around, but no one was seen.
So the illusion wasn’t broken by external force.
He was lying on the ground side by side with Su Huan. The bloodstains on the youth had long been wiped clean. A thick and soft mattress was spread under him, and he was covered with a brocade quilt, while he had nothing.
Partiality to the extreme.
Xiao Jianming had no heart to haggle over these things. Shock was still hard to conceal in his heart. Before the Immortal-Demon War even started, the illusion actually opened by itself…
And he knew the desire in his heart well. He never expected that he would actually get his wish.
He couldn’t help but take out a lotus petal water jade to look at it. After carefully putting it away, he looked at the unconscious youth with a complex gaze.
…He also never thought that Su Huan would actually give him all his sincerity.
A few seconds later, those quiet raven lashes trembled, and he opened his eyes.
Su Huan woke up confused. The first thing he saw was Xiao Jianming beside him. His consciousness still lingered in the illusion. Looking around at the unfamiliar environment, he was stunned for a moment.
After a while, his little brain finally loaded the memories: transmigration into a book, Black Lotus, demon elimination mission, the stabbing sword glint…
Then he was instantly frightened awake and jumped up subconsciously.
The brocade quilt on his body fell to the ground. The memories of the illusion and reality also fought in his mind.
Different memory fragments flashed before his eyes interlaced. Su Huan recalled a few scenes among them and noticed Xiao Jianming’s gaze on him. His face flushed red instantly.
He couldn’t help but reach out to cover his face…
Ahhh! He actually kissed the Black Lotus voluntarily?! He was simply dying of shame!
Xiao Jianming’s gaze landed on the youth’s earlobes that were red to the point of bleeding, and his mood became even more complicated. He was shy. He seemed to have really fallen in love with him…
He was actually shy enough to cover his face. Xiao Jianming covered his lips and coughed lightly, making a decision secretly in his heart.
Although this fool—cough, Su Huan knew his background, he had a sincere heart that belonged only to him. He’d better keep him alive.
Beside him, Su Huan wanted to cry but had no tears, feeling life was hopeless.
That was his first kiss…
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