The Aloof Master Is Secretly Kissed Every Night by the Paranoid Villain - Chapter 17

After confirming that the master-servant agreement between Xie Yuan and Xuanqing had been finalized, with Xie Yuan as the master and Xuanqing as the servant, Wen Shiqing withdrew from the youth’s sea of consciousness, his strength entirely spent.

The very instant his divine sense returned to his body, he could not control himself and coughed up a mouth of fresh blood.

One could see with the naked eye that remnants of ghost energy still lingered within the blood, dissipating into the air.

At the same time, a headache tore through his skull as if it were about to split open. Wen Shiqing hurriedly circulated the Clear Spirit Spell to purge the pollution left by the ghost energy within his divine sense.

He did not possess an extreme Yin ghost physique like Xie Yuan, nor did he have ghost meridians. Therefore, once ghost energy entered his body, it had to be cleared rapidly, or it would impact his spiritual roots and divine sense.

Ultimately, he had been far too reckless tonight. It would take a considerable amount of time to fully recover from injuries this severe.

“Host, are you alright?” 00 asked anxiously.

Wen Shiqing leaned against the head of Xie Yuan’s bed, clutching the wound on his shoulder tightly. He glanced sideways and saw that the youth’s tightly knitted brows had finally relaxed, allowing his racing heart to settle slightly.

While battling Xuanqing within Xie Yuan’s sea of consciousness, he had also caught glimpses of Xie Yuan’s memories.

Had it been him enduring such a tragic childhood, he might have already gone insane. It was a miracle the child had managed to survive it.

“Do not worry, Xuanqing is in a worse state than I am,” Wen Shiqing replied to the system, a victorious expression flashing across his face.

He then turned toward the deeply sleeping Xie Yuan and spoke aloud, “Xuanqing, can we discuss something?”

“Discuss your grandmother!” The little black snake slithered out from Xie Yuan’s wrist, looking utterly exhausted.

It continued to curse aggressively, “You absolute bastard, you insidious human! You hypocritical piece of trash! You actually tricked me into becoming a servant to this brat! I curse you to a horrible death!”

Wen Shiqing completely ignored the verbal abuse and simply said, “I do not need you to do much. Your partner will awaken fifteen years from now, and the catalyst required is a Soul-Nurturing Grass.”

“As it happens, I have two stalks of Soul-Nurturing Grass with me. If you can agree to one condition, I will give you one.”

The moment Wen Shiqing uttered the first sentence, Xuanqing’s snake eyes widened in shock. It shrieked, “How do you know about my partner?! And why do you say she will awaken fifteen years from now?! What proof do you have?!”

Aided by the system’s plot cheat, Wen Shiqing naturally knew that Xuanqing kept forcing Xie Yuan to cultivate the Ghost Path solely to help him reach the legendary Ghost Emperor realm. Xuanqing intended to sacrifice tens of thousands of living souls to activate the Soul-Summoning Array and awaken his partner.

However, Xie Yuan ultimately broke free from his control a step ahead and scattered Xuanqing’s soul to the winds.

The ultimate irony was that shortly after Xie Yuan killed him, his partner actually awakened on her own. In a state of complete disorientation, she was brought back to a sect by a passing alchemist, who used a single stalk of Soul-Nurturing Grass to restore her sanity. Once she remembered everything, she searched frantically for Xuanqing, but he was nowhere to be found.

“Heaven’s secrets must not be revealed,” Wen Shiqing replied, having no intention of explaining further to Xuanqing. “If you believe me, agree to my request, take the Soul-Nurturing Grass from me, and wait patiently for fifteen years to see your partner. If you do not believe me, I will not force you.”

” ” The minds of spiritual beasts were generally straightforward.

Although it suspected Wen Shiqing was deceiving it, it also knew that Soul-Nurturing Grass was incredibly rare and could not be found simply by searching. The fact that the man was willing to hand the grass over right now proved there was some sincerity in this transaction.

Furthermore, it truly desired to believe the news that its partner would awaken in fifteen years.

After contemplating for a long moment, Xuanqing finally nodded its small snake head. “Fine, I will trust you this once. State your condition.”

Wen Shiqing smiled, retrieving a stalk of Soul-Nurturing Grass from his storage ring and handing it over to Xuanqing.

“My condition is that you are not allowed to breathe a single word of tonight’s events to Xie Yuan.”

“Huh?!” Xuanqing swallowed the Soul-Nurturing Grass in one gulp, staring at Wen Shiqing as if he were a fool. “Is it really that simple?!”

“Yes.”

“Wen Shiqing, I truly do not understand you,” Xuanqing said, shaking its head and letting out a series of clicking sounds. “You are clearly so harsh to Xie Yuan on regular days, constantly calling him a substitute. Yet tonight, you fought me to the death for his sake and nearly lost half your life. In the end, you even used a bribe to seal my mouth just to keep him from learning what you did for him. What exactly are you gaining from this?!”

Wen Shiqing touched his nose, offering a perfunctory reply, “Perhaps I am doing it simply to please myself.”

” ”

Xuanqing could not help but roll its eyes. “I would believe a ghost before I believe your nonsense!”

It then warned Wen Shiqing, “However, I must remind you of one thing. Although Xie Yuan appears to be asleep right now, he might still retain some fragmented memories of our battle in his sea of consciousness, as well as the finalization of our agreement. If he figures it out on his own later, you cannot blame me.”

The smile on Wen Shiqing’s face instantly froze.

However, he could only pray that Xie Yuan would not remember much.

Afterward, Xuanqing slithered back into Xie Yuan’s body. Wen Shiqing utilized a Cleaning Spell to thoroughly erase the blood stains within the room, ensuring no suspicious traces remained before dragging his exhausted body away from the Spring Landscape Villa.

He was currently too heavily injured. Remaining here would only deepen Xie Yuan’s suspicions. Retreating to the Qinglan Courtyard was the best course of action.

The following morning, the early sunlight streamed into the main room of the Spring Landscape Villa, and Xie Yuan woke up.

The very instant he opened his eyes, he subconsciously looked toward the diagonal tea table.

However, he only saw the teacup that should have been held in Wen Shiqing’s hand, sitting entirely alone upon the tabletop.

It matched the way he had awakened entirely alone in this vast, empty room.

Forcing himself to ignore the inexplicable wave of disappointment rising in his chest, Xie Yuan propped himself up, feeling a dull ache in his head.

Yet, at the same time, he discovered that his control over ghost energy felt significantly smoother than it had before he went to sleep.

What exactly had occurred last night?

He felt as though he had forgotten something incredibly important.

Suddenly, Xie Yuan realized his left hand was clenched tightly around something.

He lifted his hand to his eyes and slowly opened his five fingers.

Resting quietly within his pale palm was a torn, blood-stained piece of cloth.

One half was white, and the other half was stained red.

It was precisely the fabric Xuanqing had torn away when it bit Wen Shiqing’s shoulder the night before.