After His Demise, the Demon Lord's Doted Canary Finally Sees the Light - Chapter 99
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- Chapter 99 - The Beloved's Unforgotten Return
The ground shook as thick vines burst from the earth. They didn’t harm anyone and quickly surrounded the Spirit Extermination Platformin a wall of green.
Seeing the scene, the onlookers below all gasped.
Li Yun , standing on the side, saw the vines and the figure on them. His pupils constricted, and he was too shocked to speak.
Only Qiu Fuxue , holding his blood-stained longsword, stood motionless with his back to the crowd.
Footsteps sounded behind him. He looked coldly at the vines that had spread to his feet, and all his anger erupted at once.
“Lun Ling ! I’ll say this one more time, the Qianshan Sect is not the place for you to mess around! If you…”
“Heh.”
A light laugh came from behind him, and his angry scolding came to a sudden halt.
This was not Lun Ling’s voice. This was…
Fingers moved through his snow-white hair, and the familiar, dearly missed voice said, “Little Immortal Lord, instead of worrying about others, you should worry about your own situation first.”
Clang. His sword, Zhengxin, fell to the ground.
Qiu Fuxue’s head lowered. His shoulders began to tremble more and more, mixed with sobs.
But he seemed to be frozen in place. He just wouldn’t turn around.
If the mountain will not come to me, I will go to the mountain.
Jiufang Cangze walked around to face him. Before he could say any of the heartfelt words he had prepared, he felt a sharp pain in his cheek. A crisp smack echoed in his ears. He had been slapped, and it was a hard one.
The slap was strong enough to make him dizzy.
Qiu Fuxue was sobbing, looking at his reddened palm. He mumbled, “It hurts… this is great, it’s not a dream…”
Then, he threw himself into the other’s arms and began to cry uncontrollably.
Jiufang Cangze was a little stunned by the slap, but seeing Qiu Fuxue crying like a child, his own eyes grew moist.
He rubbed the other’s back, gently comforting him. “Don’t cry, don’t cry… A-Xue, I’m back.”
All the immortal sects had gathered here today to witness the punishment of Jie Qiao but now they were all shocked to see Qiu Fuxue crying on a demon’s chest.
Jiufang Cangze noticed their stares. To preserve the last bit of Immortal Lord Fuxue’s reputation, he gave Lun Ling a look.
The latter understood instantly. In a flash, countless vines intertwined to form a lush green wall, blocking everyone’s view.
After he had cried enough, and was exhausted from crying, Qiu Fuxue still held Jiufang Cangze tightly and wouldn’t let go.
Jie Qiao was still playing dead beside them.
Jiufang Cangze lovingly wiped away the tears beneath his eyes. “A-Xue, you’re a little mess.”
“Mm…”
He grabbed Jiufang Cangze’s hand tightly, as if afraid he would run away. He turned his swollen eyes to Jie Qiao. “…I still want to kill him.”
Jiufang Cangze soothed him. “That’s too easy for him. How about we take him back to the demon realm? You can go stab him whenever you’re in a bad mood.”
Low-cultivation cultivators are easily corrupted by demonic energy. Compared to the Qianshan Sect, the demon realm would indeed bring Jie Qiao more suffering.
Qiu Fuxue’s pure white lashes lowered as he thought about it. He then parted his lips. “Okay, I’ll listen to you…”
The sect representatives had been sent away by Li Yun in time. As the two descended from the platform, their eyes met, and Li Yun gave Jiufang Cangze a rare smile.
“Senior Brother, all the sects are settled. They promised not to talk about what happened today.”
“I don’t care.” Qiu Fuxue no longer cared about his reputation. He forced out a smile. “A-Yun, you’ve worked hard.”
“It’s no trouble,” Li Yun smiled strainedly and looked at Jiufang Cangze. “Senior Brother, your disciple is back. So where’s my disciple?”
“Hmm?”
Qiu Fuxue was startled. No wonder he felt he had forgotten something.
He instinctively pulled Jiufang Cangze’s sleeve. “I think… he was left in the imperial capital…”
Jiufang Cangze: “…”
Li Yun: “…”
At that moment, thousands of miles away, You Yuan was diligently washing dishes because he couldn’t stop Black Ball from eating all the food at a stall. He had used up all his money, but it wasn’t enough to cover the cost.
That night, Jiufang Cangze stayed in Qiu Fuxue’s chambers. The Qianshan Sect disciples did not see their Sect Leader for the next three days.
In the intimate room, a lingering kiss moved from his brow to the corner of his eye. Qiu Fuxue’s arms were wrapped around the person above him. His half-lidded eyes were full of lust.
“Cangze…”
Jiufang Cangze thought he was uncomfortable and quickly stopped, but the other man urged him on impatiently.
Qiu Fuxue took a breath and held him tighter, actively seeking out his thin lips for a passionate kiss.
“Mmm… Cangze, I love you.”
The words that Jiufang Cangze hadn’t had the chance to say a hundred years ago were now said by him first.
A low chuckle came from his chest. The demonic mark on his forehead flared up, looking like it was stained with blood.
Qiu Fuxue, his eyes hazy, suddenly noticed that the dark demonic mark on Jiufang Cangze’s shoulder seemed to have moved.
His pale, reddened fingertip touched it. “It… it seems to be moving.”
Jiufang Cangze had also noticed. He was silent for a moment. “It’s a sign that the demonic energy is increasing rapidly…”
In other words, the two of their powers were getting along quite well and were mutually beneficial.
Black and white hair intertwined. Qiu Fuxue stared blankly for a moment, then reached up and tied their hair together.
Tying our hair for marriage, and our love will be without doubt.
Jiufang Cangze saw his little gesture. He held the man and changed their position, kissing the beauty mark over and over. “My A-Xue has become more beautiful.”
“Ugh…!”
His body suddenly tensed. Qiu Fuxue let out a small whimper. After a moment, he pushed him away. “…I want to rest.”
Jiufang Cangze was not finished, but he couldn’t bear to trouble this person. “Be a good boy, A-Xue. Just a little longer. It will be over soon.”
Qiu Fuxue pouted. “Then buy one more sweet cake.”
Jiufang Cangze laughed helplessly. “Okay.”
Who knew how much time had passed before the indulgence finally ended.
Qiu Fuxue opened his eyes from his sleep. His back and waist were sore, but it wasn’t a bad feeling.
Jiufang Cangze was much gentler with him than before. He had just realized that this kind of thing with a lover wasn’t just about pain. When the love was deep, he even found himself addicted to the feeling.
Jiufang Cangze’s eyes were tightly closed. He seemed to be still asleep. Without the crimson light in his eyes, his sharp, handsome features looked much softer.
So handsome.
Qiu Fuxue admired his sleeping face and couldn’t help but want to reach out and touch it.
Thinking it, he did it. After all, the whole person was his. What was wrong with touching his face?
The thin, clearly defined lips curled into a smile. Jiufang Cangze opened his eyes, which were perfectly clear. He hadn’t been asleep at all.
The arm around Qiu Fuxue’s slender waist tightened, and his fingers rubbed him. “A-Xue, trying to seduce me first thing in the morning? Haven’t you had enough yet?”
Qiu Fuxue felt a certain part of him and decided that he had had enough. Any more, and he couldn’t take it.
“Enough. I don’t want any more.”
Jiufang Cangze found he was becoming increasingly helpless against this little person. All he could do was kiss him twice to satisfy himself.