That Stupid, Pretentious Young Master Deserves To Be Punished - Chapter 8

It was not until the dawn light broke, with the morning sun just beginning to rise, that Shen Si Xuan finally stopped.

Jia Yu slept very deeply. In his dreams, he felt like a piece of meat on a chopping block, being carried away by a wild dog. A damned wild dog that would not even eat him; it just kept licking and playing with him.

He slept for two full days and remained in bed for a whole week. Between the fever and the cold sweats, he was tossed around significantly, and he lost several pounds.

He still could not believe that he had actually been topped by Si Xuan. He had lost? He refused to accept it.

His later memories were a blur. He could only remember the feeling of unbridled indulgence, a pleasure so intense it made his soul vibrate. Though it sounded exaggerated, it was truly so euphoric that he felt he had stepped one foot into the gates of death. Even now, he felt a tingly numbness in his scalp.

Shen Si Xuan brought over another bowl of pitch black medicine. Jia Yu knocked it over several times, sometimes splashing it onto Shen Si Xuan, sometimes smashing it on the ground, but it was all in vain.

He then tried to smash other things in various ways, but Shen Si Xuan acted as if he saw nothing. He continued to walk in with a beaming smile, refusing to clean up and letting the room remain in the state of a disaster zone.

“Wife, you are so energetic. It seems your husband is not working hard enough.” Shen Si Xuan set the bowl of medicine down.

Jia Yu was exhausted from the chaos, purely out of unwillingness to concede, but he could not continue to mistreat his own body. He tipped his head back and downed the medicine.

“Wife is so obedient today.” Shen Si Xuan cupped Jia Yu’s face and planted a heavy kiss on his lips.

Jia Yu rolled his eyes at him and wiped his mouth in disgust. He truly could not tolerate this clingy, overly affectionate behavior.

This place was a brand new bamboo house, situated deep within a quiet and remote valley, also at the highest point of the village. It was much larger than the previous one, and everything inside was new. It even had a backyard planted with all sorts of delicate and bright flowers.

Whenever he had nothing to do, Jia Yu would sit on the swing in the backyard, watching the clouds drift by.

Every time Shen Si Xuan entered and saw this picture, his heart would soften infinitely. He walked over to Jia Yu, holding a cup of flower tea, with unknown red flower buds floating on the surface of the water.

“Wife, it is time for tea.”

Shen Si Xuan held the tea to Jia Yu’s lips, but Jia Yu did not even glance at him, continuing to look up at the sky.

The teacup was placed on a small wooden table nearby. Shen Si Xuan picked up Jia Yu and sat him on his lap while he sat on the swing.

Jia Yu struggled. “What are you doing!”

Shen Si Xuan’s arms were like steel, firmly locking Jia Yu against his waist. He buried his head in Jia Yu’s neck and took a deep breath, murmuring: “Wife, you smell so good.”

Jia Yu pushed at his face with his hand, cursing: “Get lost, stop being so lewd.”

Shen Si Xuan’s eyes darkened. He grabbed that hand and began to kiss the palm, licking between the fingers.

Jia Yu felt nauseated and tried to pull his hand back immediately, but Shen Si Xuan held his wrist firmly, pinning it behind Jia Yu’s back.

Jia Yu’s face changed instantly, turning a mix of white and red. He cursed: “Are you a beast! Get off me!” He was truly terrified now, afraid of that horrifying stamina.

Shen Si Xuan buried his head in Jia Yu’s neck, lightly biting his Adam’s apple. “Wife, for you, I am a beast. Let me in.”

Hearing this, Jia Yu’s face flushed bright red, whether from shame or anger, and he tried to stand up to leave.

To his surprise, he was pulled back onto Shen Si Xuan’s lap in the next second, the man’s voice unconsciously carrying a hook: “You, mm, get lost, beast.”

His mouth was forcefully blocked by Shen Si Xuan, muffled sounds escaping between their lips.

Jia Yu glared at Shen Si Xuan. With his eyes misted and a hint of red at the corners of his eyes, he looked truly seductive and alluring.

Shen Si Xuan believed that although he was born into poverty, he possessed superior intelligence, unparalleled handsomeness, and clever methods. Whatever he did, he succeeded easily, and he was the focus of every crowd. Since he was a child, many beauties had thrown themselves at him.

But he had not taken a fancy to anyone; he had only had eyes for that throne of power.

With just one glance from Jia Yu, he was willing to put down the career he had worked so hard to build, the sleepless nights spent at banquets, and the ambition he had held since childhood. He was willing to give up the powerful network he had painstakingly constructed, abandon the City A that carried his dreams, and stay in a remote mountain village for the rest of his life.

He was willing to offer everything, crawling at Jia Yu’s feet, becoming Jia Yu’s most loyal devotee in this lifetime.

With just this glance, Shen Si Xuan felt his body ignite once again.

Sensing the heat, Jia Yu, his clothes in disarray, pointed at Shen Si Xuan’s nose. “Get lost!”

Shen Si Xuan turned his head and kissed him a few times: “Wife, I was wrong. Stop seducing me. You know I have absolutely no self control when it comes to you.”

Seeing Jia Yu in this state, a bizarre sense of satisfaction grew in his heart. Every time he had served Jia Yu, he would now make him pay back a hundred or a thousand times over.

“Seducing you? Someone of your caliber is worthy of that?” Jia Yu bit his lip, his entire body in Shen Si Xuan’s embrace. Behind him were heavy gasps, and he raised his hand to slap Shen Si Xuan. “Hiss, be gentle.”

In this small village, the biggest difficulty was the lack of internet. Jia Yu had nothing to do all day, and recently, he had even started reading, something he could never have imagined before.

He searched the entire village but could not find the human headed snake statue; only a blurry statue of a male god stood in the plaza.

Rummaging through his memories, he wondered, could it have been a dream sent by a god?

Refusing to believe it, he went to the plaza to look again.

The attire worn here was a moon white jacket and robe, embroidered with delicate totems. The robe reached Jia Yu’s ankles, wrapping him up completely.

He wore several layers of dark red gemstone necklaces around his neck, a pair of dark red agate earrings, a water droplet shaped red gemstone on his forehead, and various gemstone rings on his fingers.

By all accounts, wearing such a large amount of jewelry should have looked opulent. But these gemstones had archaic, primitive shapes, revealing an ancient and mysterious aura, which instead gave Jia Yu an air of divinity, like a priest.

Jia Yu did not understand why he had to be dressed this way every time he went out. Shen Si Xuan stared at Jia Yu with hot eyes, sucking on his lips several times, only saying: “Wife, you look good like this.”

Jia Yu raised an eyebrow. “What, I am not presentable unless I wear these things?”

Shen Si Xuan smiled and coaxed: “Wife, you look good even when you are wearing nothing at all.”

Hearing this, Jia Yu curled his lips in mockery. “That is all you have in that brain of yours.”

Walking through the village, the local villagers dressed in black robes were all very respectful to Jia Yu. They would only glance at him before lowering their heads, making strange hand gestures, muttering to themselves, and bowing respectfully.

It was awkward. Jia Yu could not understand them and only said coldly: “I am not dead yet. Tell them to stop bowing to me.”

Shen Si Xuan laughed from behind: “Wife, you are their Mother; that is why they are like this.”

Hearing this, Jia Yu’s face turned dark. “Your whole family is the Mother.”

“You were born to be the Father, but unfortunately, due to a twist of fate, I have been replacing you for so many years. According to tradition, once you return, I should step down. Wife, are you willing to become the Father?”

He had absolutely no intention of having any connection with this village. If he became this inexplicable Village Chief, would he not be tied to this backward village for the rest of his life? Naturally, he was unwilling.

“I am not willing. Do not bring up this topic a second time.”

Although he had expected this result, Si Xuan still had to persuade Shen Jia Yu. Without the divine power of the Frontier God to sustain him, Shen Jia Yu would likely not live past 30. Furthermore, he could not worship the Shen family’s ghosts and gods while simultaneously drawing power from the Frontier God. Southern Xinjiang could not be without a Father.

“Since you gave the position of the Shen family to me, I must naturally give the position here to you. Everything must return to its proper course; this is the only correct way.”

“I do not care for it; if you like it, it is all yours.” Jia Yu turned around, unwilling to say more.

Shen Si Xuan hugged his waist from behind, turning his head to touch his face with his lips. “Wife, do not be so willful. Southern Xinjiang is such a large place with hundreds of millions of subjects; they all need you. If you really are unwilling, then I will leave the Shen family and stay here with you, but you must stay here until you are 30.”

“Heh,” Jia Yu let out a cold snort. “What am I, a big deal? With hundreds of millions of subjects needing me? Do not use your feudal, evil customs to constrain me; I will not obediently stay here for four years.”

However, no matter how unwilling Jia Yu was, he was still forced by Shen Si Xuan to learn those strange characters and the complicated set of sacrificial rituals.

After learning for three days, Jia Yu quit. His brain felt fried; this set was comparable to the Shen family’s, and the complexity was neck and neck. He immediately proposed returning to City A. Shen Si Xuan kissed his mouth.

“Finish two months of sacrifices; at least save up some strength before leaving.”

Strength my ass. You can stay in this broken Southern Xinjiang and dance for the gods your whole life!

He secretly collected all the information here, preparing to find his own way back to City A. His pride would not allow him to lower his head and beg that dog Si Xuan. He would rather die standing than live kneeling.

Jia Yu’s few playmates here were the children in the village. They had learned Mandarin, even if it was broken, so Jia Yu could communicate a little. The other villagers spoke gibberish, so there was no hope there.

He wracked his brains, trying different ways to coax them, wanting to pry information out of their mouths. Jia Yu had never had to coax anyone in his life; he had no choice but to recall Gu Beici, the childhood friend who was best at coaxing people. Every time he finished, he felt disgusted with himself.

“Is there any of that white candy you made for me last time?” Jia Yu sat on the recliner, crossed his legs, and kicked Shen Si Xuan with the tip of his toe.

That foot was smooth, white, and fair, with clear joints and toes like pink pearls, like fine jade, with a soft glow.

Shen Si Xuan grabbed that foot and planted a kiss on it.

Jia Yu shuddered, cursing: “Are you not disgusting!”

He wiped it off in disgust with one of Shen Si Xuan’s outer robes, then tossed it casually on the ground.

Shen Si Xuan curled his lips into a smile. “Wife, is there any part of you I have not tasted? Why would it be disgusting to taste something of yours?”

Jia Yu’s face turned from pale to red. Embarrassed and angry, he stood on the chair, his entire body trembling. This dog was openly provoking him. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out: “How can there be such a disgusting thing as you!”

He clenched his fists, swearing to get back at him fiercely, to get back at him ten times, a hundred times over!