The Beautiful Top Being Pursued Relentlessly [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 26

Jiang Yi had been wandering through the ruins for several hours, and his ammunition was completely spent.

His hand remained gripped around the handle of his gun, purely to intimidate the swarms of zombies lurking in the shadows. The speed of zombie evolution was unimaginably fast; the batch that had emerged from the supermarket had already begun to exhibit signs of “fear.”

They no longer charged brainlessly as they once did. Instead, they dispersed in an orderly fashion, using broken walls and abandoned vehicles as cover. They slowly closed in on Jiang Yi, stifling their heavy rasps as they gradually compressed his space. This was a tactic humans used to deal with them; now, they were learning it to hunt a lone Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi slowly raised his head.

Dried blood stained his cheeks. His eyes weren’t as round as usual; they flashed with a vicious, murderous light, locking onto the shifting shadows ahead. It wasn’t yet certain who was the prey.

A ball of fire floated in his palm, constantly condensing and growing more intense. Suddenly, Jiang Yi squeezed the flame, tossed the empty gun aside, and charged toward the zombies. He calculated the distance in his mind about six steps. there. Right now. He leapt into the air and slammed the fireball into a zombie’s skull.

He pressed down.

And hit nothing but air.

Just as Jiang Yi’s palm landed on the zombie’s head, intending to use it as leverage to pivot and face another zombie pressing in, his point of support vanished. A burning sensation flared in his chest. His body seemed to pass through an invisible, intangible barrier, and the space around him shifted eerily. Then, he slammed toward the ground.

Jiang Yi reacted quickly, catching himself with his hands. Using his core strength, he bounded back onto his feet, narrowly avoiding a face-plant in the dirt.

What was this place?

Since he no longer had a gun, he formed another fireball and held it in his hand. The surroundings looked much like the ruins outside, and the sounds of zombies were right there, scratching at his ears yet when he turned around, he couldn’t touch them no matter what he did.

Jiang Yi surveyed the area warily. The burning pain in his chest returned, feeling as if he were carrying a hard-boiled egg. He took a sharp breath and fished out the culprit.

It was the jade pendant his grandmother had given him.

“What’s going on?” Jiang Yi muttered.

He tied the burning-hot jade to his waist, temporarily setting aside his confusion. He heard a faint, rhythmic sound of breathing nearby. It was the sound of a living person. Jiang Yi’s muscles tensed instantly, his heart racing uncontrollably as the flames in his hand silently vanished.

He had been searching for Xie Cheng for a long time. He had never been this anxious in his life. After tying the two men and the zombie into a single bundle and dragging them to the Central Base’s meeting point, he’d tossed them over and left immediately. He had to find Xie Cheng.

Find Xie Cheng.

Jiang Yi moved silently behind a broken wall. His racing heart made his throat feel dry, so he extinguished the last of his fire and lightly squeezed his own throat to steady himself.

Closer. A little closer.

And then, he saw the Immortal he had been searching for.

Xie Cheng was leaning against a section of the broken wall. His relaxed silhouette was exceptionally striking amidst the dark ruins. He didn’t look like a survivor struggling for life; he looked like an immortal who had accidentally wandered into this world. his Immortal.

Jiang Yi rested his arm quietly on the jagged edge of the wall. He stood on his tiptoes and leaned forward, lowering his head. From this angle, he could see Xie Cheng’s closed eyes. Long, thick lashes cast two beautiful shadows beneath his eyelids, adding a sense of tranquility to his cold, pale skin as it blended with the moonlight.

Xie Cheng was taking a nap. His steady breathing caused his chest to rise and fall slightly, brushing against the fabric of his shirt.

That shirt material looks a bit stiff, Jiang Yi thought secretly.

Mimicking a slippery loach in a pond, he twisted his body and ended up hovering right in front of Xie Cheng. His gaze involuntarily slid down Xie Cheng’s straight nose and finally landed on those pale, slightly dry, yet beautifully shaped lips.

Dry. right, the Immortal hasn’t had water in a long time.

Jiang Yi held his position, his Adam’s apple bobbing. He began to lean in, his hair brushing against Xie Cheng’s chest as he moved further up. It was miserable to go without water. Jiang Yi encouraged himself; he just wanted to help moisten the Immortal’s lips, otherwise, it would hurt if they cracked.

“You’re here.”

Just as Jiang Yi’s breath hit the corner of his mouth, Xie Cheng uttered those two words without warning. He opened his eyes, his silver-grey gaze capturing Jiang Yi, who was nearly pinned to him.

“You’re awake,” Jiang Yi stammered.

“You’re a bit faster than I expected.”

Jiang Yi looked smug, his fluffy hair practically standing on end with pride.

“How did you get in?” Xie Cheng asked with a hint of confusion. “Logically speaking, you shouldn’t be able to.”

Xie Cheng adjusted his posture, massaged his brow with his fingers, and reached out to pull the crouching Jiang Yi up to sit beside him.

“Why wouldn’t I be able to?”

“Xiao Yu’s mutated mental ability gave me some inspiration. I used my own… ‘magic,’ similar to a space-type ability, to create a solid barrier. No creature can enter without my permission.”

Jiang Yi’s fingers playfully poked at Xie Cheng’s hand. He asked shyly, “Then… does that mean in your subconscious, you’ve always given me permission to enter?”

“No,” Xie Cheng denied flatly.

Jiang Yi blinked piteously.

“There must be another reason.” Xie Cheng’s gaze lingered on him for a moment before he pulled the jade pendant hanging from Jiang Yi’s waist.

“Wait, don’t! This jade is weird—it’s super hot!” Jiang Yi quickly grabbed Xie Cheng’s hand.

“Hot?” Xie Cheng extended his fingers to touch the “burning” jade. “It’s not hot anymore.”

“Eh? You’re right.”

“It must be the jade. I can sense some magical power within it. This pendant is an independent space; you can control it with your consciousness.”

The plot hadn’t gone wrong. Everything was connecting now. Back then, Xu Le wanted to kill Jiang Yi specifically to take the jade and “activate” his own space-type ability. Perhaps the two independent spaces had formed some kind of link, which was why Jiang Yi could enter.

Xie Cheng looked at Jiang Yi, who had his eyes closed, trying hard to understand the words “consciousness control.” His head was tilted to one side, and his nose was wrinkled slightly.

Dummy.

After a few minutes, Jiang Yi shouted excitedly, “Xie Cheng! There really is an independent space!”

“Mm.”

Jiang Yi opened his shimmering eyes and pulled out a pair of  familiar floral bowls from the space.

Xie Cheng: “Hmm?” What the hell?

“Xie Cheng, I can use your magic now too!”

Xie Cheng: “Hmm?”

“Xie Cheng, I didn’t expect you to keep the floral bowls. We can use them together from now on!”

Xie Cheng: “Hmm?”

Isn’t my space something I bought from the system shop? Why would it appear in Jiang Yi’s jade?

That.  A guilty 222 poked its head out. It’s like this, Immortal New Lead. I wanted to save you some points, so I bought the cheapest model. so  222 let out an awkward laugh.

In short: you get what you pay for.

****

Jiang Yi had discovered a new “couples” feature. He had unlocked the “couples” title for himself.

Traveling at night wasn’t safe, and with the protection of the space barrier, they decided to stay the night and find a car in the morning. But when it actually came time to sleep, Jiang Yi was busy fiddling with his jade, having the time of his life.

“Xie Cheng, there’s so much stuff in our space! We can head back later and treat this like a vacation,” Jiang Yi shouted toward the other side of the broken wall.

No response from Xie Cheng.

Jiang Yi didn’t lose heart. He took a folding bed from the space and secured it on the ground, then pulled out floral blankets and laid them out. He took out floral pillowcases and covered the soft pillows, then.

Splash.

The sound of water hitting the ground. Jiang Yi’s fingers, which were gripping a pillowcase, suddenly tightened.

Just now, Xie Cheng had taken several large jugs of mineral water and clean clothes behind the wall. Was he.. taking a bath?

A bath.

Jiang Yi’s throat went dry again. His steps felt weak as he pressed his burning cheek against the cold wall. Separated only by the wall, the water was being poured out, hitting the flat surface, splashing, and then pattering down. The sound wasn’t loud, but in the silent space, it was infinitely magnified, drilling into his ears with absolute clarity.

Jiang Yi instinctively held his breath, cautiously reaching out a hand to catch the stray droplets splashing from behind the wall. They were icy cold, landing right in his palm.

His gaze uncontrollably drifted toward the back. To stay hidden, the angle wasn’t good; he couldn’t see much. He could only see the occasional spray of water droplets, reflecting a flash of light in the dimness. And, a small patch of skin as white as cold jade perhaps a shoulder blade or a raised arm flickering past the edge of the wall. Wet, glistening with water, vanishing quickly, almost like an illusion.

A very faint floral fragrance began to fill the air. Jiang Yi’s legs felt weak, and he dropped to his knees against the wall. The Immortal.  smells so, so good.

He forced himself to turn around, leaning his back against the wall, letting out a few sharp, ragged breaths. After a long while, the sound of water stopped. Following a slight rustling of fabric against skin, there were the small sounds of someone putting on clean clothes.

“Jiang Yi,” Xie Cheng called from behind the wall.

“Yeah?” Jiang Yi bolted upright.

Xie Cheng exhaled, kicking the dirty clothes on the ground into a corner. “If you’ve seen enough, get over here.”

“I  wasn’t looking,” the guilty Jiang Yi whispered. “I really wasn’t.”

Xie Cheng stepped out from behind the wall and tossed a damp towel to Jiang Yi. “Clean yourself up. You smell like blood and sweat.”

Jiang Yi froze, burying his face in the damp towel Xie Cheng had just used. He walked behind the wall almost mechanically, took off his shoes, and stepped exactly where Xie Cheng had stepped.

He had to scrub himself very, very clean.

***

Xie Cheng stepped into the tent wearing slippers.

Jiang Yi was always capable with his hands; he had dismantled parts from two tents to build one that was tall and spacious. A sturdy folding bed sat inside, and with the clean pillowcases and duvet, it looked very inviting.

Xie Cheng sat on the bed, gathering his wet hair and bunching it up irritably.

“Let me, let me.” Jiang Yi’s voice came from behind.

Then, his hair was gently lifted and wrapped in a clean towel. Jiang Yi knelt on the bed, leaning very close to Xie Cheng. When it came to Xie Cheng, he was a man of infinite patience.

“My ability is mutating too,” Jiang Yi leaned down, his mouth brushing past Xie Cheng’s earlobe. “Can you feel my hands getting hot?”

“Mm,” Xie Cheng responded.

“This way, your hair will dry quickly even without wind,” Jiang Yi grinned.

“Mm,” his voice was lower than before.

“Xie Cheng”

Jiang Yi supported the long hair with one hand while his other hand tentatively moved down to rest on Xie Cheng’s waist. His kiss followed, moving across the back of Xie Cheng’s neck. “Xie Cheng, you smell so good.” Jiang Yi nuzzled him repeatedly, taking a deep breath.

Xie Cheng saw the “paw” on his waist out of the corner of his eye. “Is my hair dry yet?”

“Almost, almost,” Jiang Yi’s voice was husky.

He was lying; he wished it would dry as slowly as possible so he could have more time close to Xie Cheng. He wanted to do the most intimate things with him, but he had to take it slow. He couldn’t offend the Immortal, he couldn’t let the Immortal…

“Lie down once it’s dry.”

Jiang Yi muttered in a small voice, “Then after I lie down, can I hold you to sleep like before? It’s a strange environment; if I don’t hold you, I won’t be able to fall asleep…”

“You can, today.”

Xie Cheng cut him off.

You can, today. You can, today!

The sentence was loaded with suggestion. Jiang Yi’s freshly washed hair practically stood on end. His fingers moved forward, cautiously lifting the hem of Xie Cheng’s shirt, before he pressed his whole body against Xie Cheng’s back. “Can I.  move your clothes aside just a little bit?”

“You can do whatever you want today.”

Jiang Yi’s voice was a whisper. “Really?”

“Really,” Xie Cheng lowered his eyes. “If you can make me cooperate with you.”

Cooperate? How do you get an Immortal to cooperate? First, by stirring up a little bit of a “reaction.”

Jiang Yi felt his whole body go soft as he crawled onto the bed.

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