VL Chapter21

Entering early autumn, the small southern town was still stiflingly hot, but the daylight had clearly begun to shorten, and sunset came earlier with each passing day.

Yan Jiang stepped into his home amidst the setting sun, lowered his head to take off his book basket, and before he could even straighten up, he felt a slight chill behind him. Familiar ghostly energy surged up once more, wrapping tightly around him in a cocoon.

The next instant, his body was dragged backward, and he suddenly lost his balance.

Splash—

For this cramped front room, the noise of the splashing water was truly excessive, unreasonably loud. Yan Jiang didn’t even have the chance to let out a gasp of surprise before his entire body was thrown into a massive, out-of-nowhere bathtub, failing to hold his breath in time and choking on a mouthful of water.

Fortunately, a large hand pulled him up just in time, bringing his head above the water’s surface.

“Ugh—cough, cough! Cough!”

Shi Xiao held Yan Jiang on his lap, watching with amusement as he couldn’t stop coughing in his pitiful state. He lowered his head and gave him a light, shallow kiss, quietly withdrawing the layer of protection he had placed on the human.

—Through several bouts of intimate contact, the scholar’s body was already tainted with his scent. Although humans couldn’t perceive it, circumstances were special now; every day before the other party went out, he would put a protective barrier on him and then strip it away once the person returned home.

Ever since the full moon a few days ago, the balance where the human and ghost realms kept out of each other’s way had become somewhat precarious. It was all because Gui Feng, who was unable to rightfully and honorably sit on the Ghost King’s throne, had gone mad out of boiling rage. Disregarding the laws of the Three Realms, he had released mindless lesser ghosts into the Mortal Realm.

Those were the most numerous residents of the Ghost Realm, unable to reincarnate due to damaged souls and a lack of sentience. Past Ghost Kings had never bothered to manage these bottom-tier lesser ghosts, but after Shi Xiao took office, he often personally released ghostly energy to intervene. Those fortunate enough to regain their sentience were then sent back onto the path of reincarnation. Thus, through long years of coexistence, these lesser ghosts had memorized Shi Xiao’s scent and would instinctively gravitate toward him.

Gui Feng had previously been one of Shi Xiao’s right-hand men, so naturally he knew this as well. Yet Shi Xiao hadn’t expected the other party to go mad to such an extent, taking advantage of the full moon night to unleash these uncontrollable ghosts into the human realm simply to track down his whereabouts.

Fortunately, the lesser ghosts were weak in power and could not directly interfere with the Mortal Realm. That night, Shi Xiao had timely concealed his own ghostly power so they couldn’t find him directly, and other humans had fallen into a deep sleep early on due to the effect of the lunar energy, leaving no one frightened by the ordeal.

In reality, however, the urgency of the situation would not change because of this narrow escape. Since Gui Feng had the means to drive Shi Xiao away, he could certainly use those same methods to turn the Ghost Realm into his personal dictatorship. No matter how mediocre his natural aptitude might be, as long as he held the Tengjiao Dagger, coupled with the resources borne behind the position of the head of the Ghost Realm, his growing power was merely a matter of time.

Shi Xiao was injured and could not rashly return to the Ghost Realm to confront Gui Feng. For now, the only course of action was to wait and see how things developed while awaiting for Kang Yuan’s reply.

These matters of the other realm had not yet completely surfaced, so the Mortal Realm naturally remained unaware. All living things bustled about, still operating along the most ordinary tracks, toiling day in and day out for the bare minimum of a livelihood.

Including Yan Jiang.

Whether out of selfish motives or safety considerations, Shi Xiao actually felt it wouldn’t be a bad idea for Yan Jiang to stop going out to set up his stall in the future; he only needed to fabricate an excuse about secluding himself to study, casually fooling a few acquaintances. However, seeing that the scholar was truly terrified of him to the extreme, he ultimately didn’t push him too hard, and knowing the other party wanted to go, he let him out of the house as usual.

Even if it was only nighttime, it was more than enough for him and his little human to “get along” properly.

“Good Ah Fu, clamp your legs tighter…”

The command was explicit and low, carrying a hint of hoarseness, dissolving in a brief moment into the swirling water vapor. Yan Jiang’s hands resting on Shi Xiao’s arms gripped tighter in distress. Patched on the thigh by the Ghost King, he nevertheless had no choice but to obediently comply, using the soft flesh on the inside of his thighs to serve that monstrous thing.

Beneath his youthful inexperience lay a faint, elusive sense of familiarity; he was clearly putting up fierce resistance yet remained utterly obedient.

Shi Xiao adored this contradiction in him to the extreme; the thing between his lower body grew even stiffer. He lowered his head, sucking and kissing hard against the human’s thoroughly reddened cheek, then shifted his mouth to nip at that tiny earlobe, pressing against it with his tongue and gently grinding.

Lately, he had grown extremely fond of dragging Yan Jiang into the water to be intimate. Soaked in warm water, his human pet always became adorably soft, refusing to shrink back from the cold, and finding nowhere to hide due to the cramped confines of the bathtub, leaving him with no choice but to be imprisoned on Shi Xiao’s lap to have his way with him. Incidentally, it was also a genuine bath; the clean water washed away all the miscellaneous, messy scents the human had picked up from being outside all day, and once enveloped by the steam, that soul fragrance that continuously obsessed Shi Xiao became even purer and more intense.

Shi Xiao prided himself on not being a person driven blind by lust, but since this period of rare leisure in the Mortal Realm presented itself, what reason was there to exercise restraint?

He imprisoned Yan Jiang’s back with one hand and pressed down on Yan Jiang’s waist to push him downward with the other. Once everything was set, he was no longer gentle, thrusting his hips upward quickly and fiercely.

Before long, the surface of the water was swaying incessantly with occasional splashes of water leaping over the edge of the tub to wet a circle of the floor. Instead, the wet smacking sounds of flesh colliding were largely muffled by the sound of the water.

The human’s legs were white and smooth, making the purplish-red glans driving viciously and fiercely in between them look all the more menacing and terrifying. After this continued uninterrupted for about the span of an incense stick, that patch of skin had already been rubbed completely raw and red.

“It hurts… My Lord, slower… slower, please…”

Yan Jiang couldn’t bear the violent jolting, burying his face into Shi Xiao’s shoulder as he pleaded in a low voice, yet his hands still behaved obediently, not daring to push him away.

Shi Xiao was right at the height of his excitement. Hearing this, he instead wickedly sped up, let out a low gasp, and pressed his lips against the human’s ear, “You are a man too, how do you expect this venerable one to slow down at a time like this?”

With that, he pulled Yan Jiang’s hand down to touch, the glans repeatedly probing out from between his thighs with each thrust, brushing back and forth against the soft palm of his hand. The other party was utterly panicked, curling his fingers and then straightening, so the Ghost King wedged his five fingers into those gaps, locking them tightly together without room for argument.

The water surface still rocked incessantly, shaking Yan Jiang’s heart right along with it; clearly without any tears, he still couldn’t help letting out a soft sob.

“Then can we… can we not do it in the water…”

His entire outfit of white robes had long been stripped away by Shi Xiao and tossed out of the bathtub. Being completely naked all over at this moment, he was so consumed by shame that he couldn’t stop wanting to curl himself into a ball or even hide beneath the water’s surface.

Shi Xiao had no choice but to pause for the moment, once again forcibly spreading his limbs. A large hand kneaded against his flat chest; whether as punishment or simply out of spur-of-the-moment play, his fingertips pressed the soft nipple into the flesh, deliberately teasing it with his fingernails.

Before long, he had played with Yan Jiang until his entire body burned with heat, his lower abdomen swelling with numbness, his waist trembling and growing weak as he repeatedly tried to arch upward to conceal the slight upward-rising trend of his lower body. He instinctively wanted to clamp his thighs shut, forgetting that the Ghost King’s organ was still wedged between them. A single movement looked precisely like active enticement, rubbing against Shi Xiao and making the red light in the Ghost King’s eyes glow ever more bewitchingly.

Desire expressed through the physical body is the most honest thing of all.

A hand slipped silently into the water, sliding down along the slender waist to touch Yan Jiang’s inner thighs and buttocks, then tentatively probed toward the most private place.

Soaked in the warm water, Shi Xiao’s body could match the warmth of a human’s temperature, so it wasn’t until Yan Jiang snapped back to his senses that he realized the other party’s fingertips were already pressing against that little opening of his, lightly massaging it with a heavy hint of implication.

“You won’t touch me properly when you’re supposed to, and you cry out in pain when I fuck your thighs. What on earth should we do about this?” He put on an act of sighing, his tone gentle and affectionate, carrying a strong sense of coercion and deceit. “Ah Fu just needs to give a nod, and your Great Granduncle can make you feel good, you see…”

The blood in Yan Jiang’s entire body froze for a split second. Amidst the absurdity, it felt almost like a guess that had long existed in his subconscious.

This kind of terror was different from the fear of ghosts. After snapping out of it, he mustered up a rare surge of courage to pull at the Ghost King’s hand, frantically shaking his head in tiny, desperate motions. “I don’t want to, I don’t want to—”

The struggle was a bit too large, and the thing wedged between his thighs slipped out. Breaking free from Shi Xiao’s embrace, his legs wobbling, he clawed at the edge of the bathtub, losing his composure and scrambling blindly in a panic to escape out of the bucket. But it only made things convenient for Shi Xiao, who leaned forward and effortlessly trapped him firmly between the rim of the tub and his chest from behind.

“You really are a bad child, trying to run away again.” Shi Xiao was laughing.

He reached from under Yan Jiang’s underarm to the front, touching the other party’s lips moistened by the water, skillfully prying open his teeth to probe inside his mouth with his fingertips pressing against the surface of the tongue and lightly scratching.

“Ah Fu, use your mouth to lick it for this venerable one, and this venerable one won’t screw you anymore, hmm?”

How could Yan Jiang dare to disobey?

He closed his eyes for a moment to swallow the bitter tears back down into his stomach.

After a long while, he slowly turned around, and in the eerie silence, knelt on the seating ledge inside the tub. Leaning forward, he humiliatingly approached Shi Xiao’s lower abdomen.

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