Chapter 507: Senior Brother, Under a Bewitching Spell
The night was quiet, and the outer gates of the Blood Prison Mansion were deserted. The two guards at the entrance were already yawning, bored.
However, in the next moment, two flying swords from the direction of Tian Bei City startled them.
Seeing it was Gong Yimo and Gong Tianchan, they quickly stepped forward to greet them, cupping their fists and saying: “Greetings, Young Master Gong and Miss Gong. Elder Liang is resting in the sleeping quarters, we will report this immediately.”
Gong Yimo thought for a moment. He also wanted to see what state the second young lady of the Sword Sect was in after being tormented by fellow Daoist Liang. He waved his hand and said with a smile, “No need to report, we’ll go in ourselves.”
“Yes… then we will lead the way for the young master and young lady, please.”
The guard held up the lantern and led the two into the mansion.
Gong Tianchan followed behind Gong Yimo, her gaze repeatedly falling on the pitch-black spirit sword hanging from his left waist. Her expression was slightly displeased. After thinking for a moment, she asked, “The name Liang Da Liu sounds like a fake name. Younger brother, could that person be a spy sent by an immortal family?”
Gong Yimo considered it and waved his hand, saying, “Who would give themselves such an obvious fake name? I think it’s real. And although the name is a bit crude, it’s still normal, isn’t it?”
“…”
“As for whether he’s a spy from an immortal family… sister, you’ll know after you see the second young lady of the Sword Sect later. No matter how well immortal cultivators act, they wouldn’t dare to be so cruel to the second young lady of the Sword Sect.”
Gong Tianchan shrugged slightly and said no more.
The two followed the guard along the corridor for about a thousand two hundred steps, arriving at the large courtyard behind the Blood Prison Mansion where the sleeping quarters were located.
After Gong Yimo ordered the guard to retreat, he, accompanied by Gong Tianchan, approached the door of the hall and gently pushed the hundred-jin double stone doors.
However, as soon as a gap was opened, a hoarse scream came from within, reaching their ears: “Ahhhh!”
Gong Yimo and Gong Tianchan exchanged a glance. Without hesitation, they pushed open the hall doors, walked past the screen in front of the entrance, and looked inside.
A faint fragrance filled the hall. A long bed, large enough to sleep several people, was placed in the center.
On the curtains surrounding the bed, two figures, one tall and one short, were projected. The taller person was kneeling on the bed, his hands around the neck of the shorter person beneath him. His body swayed back and forth, causing the entire bed to shake rhythmically with his movements.
Gong Tianchan pouted slightly, and any doubts she had about “Liang Da Liu” immediately vanished.
Ye Anping, who was bare from the waist up, stopped his actions upon hearing the door open. He lowered his head to lie on top of himself. Yun Jiujiu, whose face was flushed red to her ears, gave him a look, signaling him to do as she had instructed. Then, she turned her head angrily through the curtain towards the door and yelled, feigning anger, “Who is it?!”
Upon hearing this, Gong Yimo cupped his fists and smiled, “It’s me, fellow Daoist Liang.”
“So it’s Young Master Gong…”
Ye Anping softened his tone. Although he was wearing pants, he pretended to adjust them, then quickly lifted the curtain, moved off the bed, and picked up his robe from the floor to put it on.
Gong Yimo took the opportunity to glance at Yun Jiujiu inside the curtain. She was now huddled in the corner of the bed, hugging a pillow, and the bedsheets were in disarray. He smiled and replied, “Fellow Daoist Liang’s skills are quite impressive.”
Ye Anping quickly pulled the curtain closed, tied his belt, and walked over, a slight look of embarrassment on his face. He smiled and said, “You’ve made a fool of me, Young Master Gong… Why has Young Master Gong suddenly come to my place… Is it…”
As he spoke, Ye Anping shifted his gaze to Gong Tianchan by Gong Yimo’s side. He pretended to be captivated, his eyes slowly falling on Gong Tianchan’s chest, which was as full as a full moon, and his voice trailed off.
Gong Yimo saw his gaze, smirked, and said, “This is my elder sister, named Tianchan, who is a charm cultivator. She heard that fellow Daoist Liang easily subdued the second young lady of the Moon Shadow Sword Sect and wanted to get acquainted with you, so she asked me to bring her along.”
Ye Anping nodded slightly, feigning extreme lust, and said with a smile, “This humble one greets Senior Gong.”
Gong Tianchan examined Ye Anping’s collar, then slowly moved her gaze towards his deep purple eyes behind the two-faced mask. She raised an eyebrow and replied, “Fellow Daoist Liang is too kind.”
Ye Anping did not avoid her gaze. However, in the next moment, he saw a faint glint of spiritual energy in Gong Tianchan’s eyes, which were outlined with dark red eyeshadow. He immediately realized that she was casting a bewitching spell on him.
Bewitching spells have two effects: one is to induce arousal, and the other is to make the caster transform into the target’s friend or cultivation partner. Clearly, Gong Tianchan’s bewitching spell was aimed at arousal.
In an instant, Ye Anping felt as if he had smelled a faint fragrance and his breathing quickened slightly. However, his willpower, honed through years of hard cultivation since childhood, was not something to be trifled with. Even though his entire body was burning, he still knew what he had to do.
Gong Tianchan narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at Gong Yimo beside her, and softly called out with slightly parted cherry lips, “Kill him…”
Upon hearing his elder sister’s words, Gong Yimo’s eyes widened instantly. He immediately realized that his sister had cast a spell on Liang Da Liu. If it were an ordinary Nascent Soul rogue cultivator, he wouldn’t be afraid, but he had personally witnessed how Liang Da Liu subdued the second young lady of the Sword Sect.
Gong Yimo gasped and immediately drew the black spirit sword from his waist, holding it by his side.
Almost at the same time, with a *swish* and a *ding*, silver light flashed, and sparks flew. Ye Anping gauged the force and drew his spirit sword from his storage bag, slashing at Gong Yimo.
Although Gong Yimo parried the blow, Ye Anping’s strength was too great. The moment he blocked the sword, he was sent flying directly towards the wall of the sleeping quarters.
With a *boom*, Gong Tianchan’s eyes lit up with surprise. She quickly dispelled her bewitching spell and ran to help up her younger brother, whom their father had brought back from outside.
“Are you alright?”
Gong Yimo frowned, looking at his sister. He rubbed his shoulder and then glanced at Ye Anping, who was standing in the middle of the room, looking somewhat dazed. He let out a long sigh.
“Haa…”
Only then did Ye Anping pretend to snap back to reality. He looked down at the spirit sword in his hand, then at Gong Yimo. He quickly ran over, wanting to help him, his face full of worry. “Young Master Gong, this…”
Gong Yimo raised his hand, indicating he was fine, and said, “Fellow Daoist Liang, this is not your fault.” He glanced at Gong Tianchan, who was standing beside him with a playful expression. He used Ye Anping’s hand to stand up, sheathed his spirit sword, and brushed off the dust from his body.
Ye Anping then turned to look at Gong Tianchan and asked, “What does Senior Gong mean by this? Why did you cast a bewitching spell on me?”
Gong Tianchan nodded in apology and smiled, “Fellow Daoist Liang, you may not know this, but I am naturally a charm body. Bewitching spells are hard to resist. Just now, seeing fellow Daoist Liang’s lean physique, I was momentarily distracted and…”
Gong Yimo glanced at her and asked, “Distracted and you made fellow Daoist Liang attack me?”
Gong Tianchan shrugged and smiled, “How could I have guessed that fellow Daoist Liang’s sword would be so fast? I was just joking. I thought with your strength, little brother, you could easily block it. Sorry~”
Gong Yimo was speechless: “…”
Then, Gong Tianchan stood up and looked at Kong Huayuan’s face with a charming demeanor, praising him in a fawning tone, “Fellow Daoist Liang is truly amazing. Few people in Tian Bei City can send my younger brother flying with one sword.”
“…Senior Gong exaggerates.”
Gong Tianchan chuckled, covering her mouth. She glanced at Yun Jiujiu, who was trembling in the corner of the bed, hugging a pillow. She casually found an excuse and said, “I just came to see fellow Daoist Liang today. It’s not good to have disturbed your romantic bliss. I’ll be going back with my brother now. If you have time later, fellow Daoist Liang can come to my mansion, and we can have a good chat then, how about it?”
Ye Anping saw her desire, but his heart was calm. However, he still showed a hint of contemptuous anticipation on his face and nodded, “I will definitely go.”
“Then we won’t disturb you. Farewell.”
Gong Tianchan curtsied, holding up her skirt, and then, supporting Gong Yimo’s arm, left the main door of the sleeping quarters, closing the door behind Ye Anping.
After watching them leave, Ye Anping quickly signaled to Xiao Tian and Xue E, who had been on his shoulders the whole time. Without a word, the two little ones chased after them.
Seeing them gone, Yun Jiujiu, who had been shrinking in the corner of the bed, timidly asked, “Are we done?”
“Mm…”
Ye Anping nodded, walked to the bedside, sat down, and rubbed his temples.
“What were those two demonic cultivators doing over there just now?”
“Gong Tianchan… is the one with the best aptitude among Gong Yue’s female descendants in the past millennium.” Ye Anping took a deep breath and explained calmly, “Gong Yimo was picked up by Gong Yue from outside, but he enjoys the treatment of a young master. Can you understand it this way?”
Yun Jiujiu furrowed her brow, thought for a moment, and shook her head while shrinking her head. “I don’t understand.”
“Haa…” Ye Anping let out a breath of discomfort and continued, “Think about it, you were originally the young master of Tian Bei City, enjoying all the cultivation resources and status of the Gong family. But one day, your father suddenly picked up a wild child from outside and gave all your original resources and status to this wild child. How would you feel…”
“That would definitely be uncomfortable.”
“Gong Tianchan has always wanted to kill Gong Yimo, but unfortunately, Gong Yue dotes on him, so she dares not act. She has repeatedly tried to use bewitching spells to control Gong Yimo’s mind, but her bewitching spells were all blocked by the ‘Demon Eater’ spirit sword. on his waist.”
“…”
“And now, Gong Yue probably values me very highly. So, Gong Tianchan wants to use bewitching spells to control me and use me to get back everything Gong Yimo took from her…”
Yun Jiujiu bit her lip. “I roughly understand. By the way, how do you know this?”
“Do you think I spent…?” Ye Anping’s breathing was a little erratic. He looked at Yun Jiujiu before quickly looking away. “Seven days browsing brothels were for nothing? Brothels are the best place to gather information…”
“Oh…”
Yun Jiujiu furrowed her brows, nodded, and then looked at Ye Anping’s collar, quickly looking away. She inexplicably felt strange.
Her brother-in-law is so reliable…
“Then…”
However, just as she was about to speak, Ye Anping suddenly collapsed onto the bed. Yun Jiujiu was so startled that she flinched and quickly crawled over, her brow furrowed. “Brother-in-law! What’s wrong?!”
Ye Anping looked at Yun Jiujiu’s head resting in front of him, swallowed hard, and quickly closed his eyes. “… Aftereffects of the bewitching spell. Let me take a moment… Stay over there.”
“Ah? No…” Yun Jiujiu quickly touched Ye Anping’s face, but let out a hiss and immediately withdrew her hand. “Hiss—Damn! You’re boiling hot! What do we do?”
Ye Anping had no mood to listen to her. Perhaps it was due to the bewitching spell just now, the Yang energy that had accumulated in his body throughout the journey was now boiling and swarming within him. Because of the Nascent Soul Formation and the change in his spiritual roots, although it wasn’t life-threatening, it was still extremely uncomfortable.
“Hey!! Brother-in-law!! Wake up…”
Yun Jiujiu flailed around. She didn’t know what was wrong with Ye Anping. Without hesitation, she was about to grab his storage bag to look for pills, but Ye Anping grabbed her wrist.
“Ah?”
“Jiujiu, don’t…”
Just as he spoke, the door to the sleeping quarters was pushed open. Feng Yu Die, who had just run out, returned with a large pile of clothes. As soon as she entered the room, she said, “Young Master Ye, that Gong Yimo just now…”
She trailed off halfway, seeing Ye Anping lying on the bed in discomfort. She took a deep breath, quickly threw down the clothes in her hands, and rushed over.
Seeing Feng Yu Die arrive, Yun Jiujiu quickly asked, “Hasn’t she been eliminated, how can she…”
“…”
Feng Yu Die touched Ye Anping’s face and found that his entire body was burning hot. She immediately understood that it was a Yang energy problem and rejoiced. Ye Anping’s Yang energy had not had any problems along the way, and she had been worried about it.
Without further ado, Feng Yu Die ignored Yun Jiujiu and straddled Ye Anping’s belly, burying her head in his lips and spitting her spiritual energy into Feng Yu Die’s mouth.
*啾~~~~*
Yun Jiujiu, watching the scene, was completely stunned, her mind blank.
Ye Anping, feeling his condition improving, slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Feng Yu Die straddling him, he was momentarily stunned, then grabbed her waist and flipped halfway around.
*Bang!*
“Oof—!”
Yun Jiujiu quickly shrank back to the foot of the bed, giving them a little space, and dared not make a sound. She watched as Ye Anping’s hand slowly moved towards Feng Yu Die’s belt, but it seemed like he was struggling, taking a long time to untie her belt.
The two kissed for a while, then parted with reluctance. Feng Yu Die seemed to be having trouble breathing, her lips parting slightly. Then, she simply turned her head away, relaxed, and signaled that she was completely in his hands, whatever he wanted to do.
Looking at her, Ye Anping couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion. However, noticing Yun Jiujiu, who was huddled in the corner of the bed, hugging a pillow and staring at him with wide eyes, he slowly shifted his body, rolled over to Feng Yu Die’s side, and stared at the ceiling above the bed.
“Thanks.”
Feng Yu Die pursed her lips and smiled, “You’re welcome~ Hehe.”
Yun Jiujiu thought it was because her presence was disturbing them. Although she felt strange, she pouted and added, “It’s fine, don’t mind me… You guys do your thing, I won’t say anything.”
“…”
Ye Anping did not reply. After a moment of silent thought, he reached behind Feng Yu Die’s waist, turned sideways, and hugged her.
“Ah…?”
“Give me a little more spiritual energy…”
“Mm… Okay, hehe…”
Feng Yu Die’s eyes lit up, then slowly narrowed. She also turned sideways and squeezed into his embrace, rubbing her face against his chest, then closed her eyes and giggled foolishly.
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