As the Minor Gay Love Rival in Het Novels Chapter 4.10

Chapter 4.10

It was said that that day the Demon Lord made a huge scene on w.a.n.gyou Mountain, the vitality of all three sects received great damage, with many of their younger members’ cultivation bases being seriously devastated. The next joint sect compet.i.tion had to be postponed till a year later.

As for the issue regarding Xu Moran, who knew how Immortal Shangxian had explained it — such a big, live and kicking bug, no one even questioned it. They even saw him with great respect, as if he was an extraordinary person.

Fan Yuan was very curious about this, and couldn’t help but asking the Sect Master daren for guidance.

Immortal Shangxian stroked his beard and revealed a hint of a sly smile. In Fan Yuan’s eyes, it looked very insidious. He only heard him say, “This matter is actually simple. To have achieved Dujie stage so mightily at 18 years old does raise some doubts, but founding ancestor Xuantian………no, Xu Moran this talented man, if his age is changed to 318 years old, who can say anything?”

Fan Yuan frowned and said, “Xu Moran has showed his face outside a lot in the past two years. Everyone knows that he is the newly-accepted disciple of this seat. I’m afraid that’s not very convincing.”

Immortal Shangxian waved his hand and explained, “Everyone in Xuan Tian sect knows that Immortal Luoxia has never accepted disciples. Suddenly accepting a beggar as your apprentice, people have been speculating about your intention behind this for a long time. Now the reason is clear.”

Fan Yuan pondered for a moment and said, “Sect Master’s meaning is that Xu Moran is the secret trump card of Xuan Tian sect. In order to hide from people’s eyes, he entered the sect as a disciple of this seat. He didn’t expect that the Demon Lord would come by surprise, and only then did he have no choice but to reveal the truth………”

Immortal Shangxian nodded in a steady and unhurried manner, “Exactly so.”

The corners of Fan Yuan’s mouth drew slightly upwards. As expected, the old scoundrel was really able to talk. He spouted nonsense in such a matter-of-fact way while putting on a proud and dignified expression without a single shred of guilt. Fan Yuan could only speak with admiration, “Sect Master is truly wise, it’s just that this three-hundred-year-old Dujie cultivator makes this seat feel ashamed.”

One had to know that the speed of cultivation was typically very slow. Every advance in a cultivation stage was a breakthrough, and sometimes they would encounter bottlenecks. It was not uncommon to stay in a realm for decades or even hundreds of years.

Wasn’t this three-hundred-year-old a bit too young?

Immortal Shangxian’s face turned solemn as he immediately retorted, “Immortal Luoxia worries too much. Back in the day, the founding ancestor had not even turned 100 when he advanced to the Body Fusion stage. His amazing talent made many people sigh. If he didn’t encounter the calamity of heavenly fire, his cultivation wouldn’t merely stop at Dujie! Even if it were the Great Ascension stage, what difficulty could there be? Even ascending is possible! This three-hundred-year-old can only be considered too old, not too young! ”

Fan Yuan immediately shut up and dare not question his words again.

——Pigheaded fans were really too scary!

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Fan Yuan went back to Luoxia Peak, only to find that the amazing founding ancestor the Sect Master had sang praises for, was shamelessly bullying a weak little animal that had no ability to fight back.

He looked up and saw Fan Yuan coming over. He hurriedly retracted his evil claws and pounced over and to rub against his shoulder. He called out “shizun” with a sticky voice.

Fan Yuan stretched out his hand to separate them, and then in a fluid and natural motion like the clouds and water, he picked up his beloved spiritual white fox in an embrace.

The fox who had been bullied extremely miserably opened its wet black eyes and saw that it was its master. It hurried to burrow deeper into his arms, wanting to stay away from the devil.

Fan Yuan felt extremely distressed when he saw its pitiful appearance.

That day, the immortal tool Qiankun fan had appeared in the realm. It collided ferociously with the jade flute and silent blazing saber. That kind of power that could destroy both Heaven and Earth had seriously injured almost all the cultivators of Xuan Tian sect in the area. Although the little fox had a high level of cultivation, it could not resist the final blow of the battle, causing its spirit to be injured and made the fox unable to take a human form for the time being.

He threw a glance back towards Yan Rui and glared. This guy was not only childish, but also very unruly! He even dared to lay his hands on a harmless little animal, where did his face go?!

Yan Rui approached to his side and tried to explain, “Shizun, Tu’er was just giving an eye for an eye. Don’t tell me that shizun has forgotten this fox’s previous acts of trying to create dissent between us? If it wasn’t for Tu’er who arrived in time, I’m afraid that shizun would have been trapped by inner demons to the point of no extrication. Even when Tu’er thinks back on it now, I still feel afraid. ”

The corners of Fan Yuan’s mouth twitched. These words were clearly said to be heard by Bi Yi, to let it think that its master was possessed by inner demons because of jealousy. However, he still couldn’t explain the truth, because that was what really happened in the original story.

Sure enough, when the little fox in his arms heard Yan Rui’s words, it immediately jumped down from his arms and speedily ran out of Snowless Hall, disappearing into thin air.

It seems that it really was hurt this time.

Fan Yuan also felt sorry for it. No matter if it was the original owner or himself, he could feel its sincere intentions, but he could not respond.

——Different species, how to fall in love? The taste of whatever human and animal stuff was too heavy!

Yan Rui snorted quietly. If it weren’t for Fan Yuan’s scruples, he would definitely roast that fox to a crisp. It was gently hugged and caressed by Fan Yuan all day, even he didn’t even get this kind of treatment!

He buried Fan Yuan in his arms from behind and lightly licked his ear. A tremble went through Fan Yuan’s body as he hurriedly tried to break away, but was unable to move due to Yan Rui’s strength.

“What are you doing? Let go!” he used the system to transmit his voice.

Yan Rui proceeded to place his jaw on top of Fan Yuan’s shoulder and sniffed the light fragrance of nature on his body. It was as if he was bewitched, as he immediately tightened his arms to hold Fan Yuan tighter.

“Did you forget something, shizun?” he said in a low and hoa.r.s.e voice.

Fan Yuan was still struggling quietly. Hearing his words, his movements became stiff. He suddenly remembered that that day on Sunset Cliff, he had signed a blank cheque to make Yan Rui stay and confront Li Yanlong. This guy must be wanting to cash it in.

When Yan Rui saw that he maintained his quiet demeanour, he rubbed the tip of his nose against the curve of Fan Yuan’s neck. Fan Yuan couldn’t help but shiver slightly. Since that time, he has always been particularly sensitive to Yan Rui’s touch.

Yan Rui’s deep and magnetic voice lingered in his ear, “Shizun, is this another attempt to trick Tu’er?”

Fan Yuan calmed down and pulled himself together. He said slowly, “How can this be considered a trick?”

Taking advantage of when Yan Rui was unprepared, he recited a wind incantation and moved 10 meters away in an instant.

He glanced back and shallowly smiled at Yan Rui. At that moment, his beauty was irresistible. He transmitted through the system, “This teacher only said that it’s not unallowed to do whatever you want, but this teacher didn’t say that it is definitely allowed.”

As soon as his voice fell, he disappeared into Snowless Hall with a gust of wind.

Yan Rui was still standing in the same spot. After a while, he couldn’t help but hold his forehead and let out a happy laugh.

He really had to admit it, being teased like this, he didn’t feel angry at all, but wanted to spoil him more instead.

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At the top of Weimin mountain, Hong Wu, the Demon Lord, sat on a huge rock and drank wine alone. This was the forbidden area of the Demon Lord. Few people dared to step in here, and it was also a rare place where he could get some peace and quiet.

When he realized that someone appeared behind him, he abruptly threw the jar of wine backwards towards his target. However, he didn’t hear the expected sound of the jar breaking. He turned back angrily and shouted at the person, “Can you not appear in front of me?!”

Li Yanlong calmly carried the wine jar as he walked over to him, taking a light sip at the same spot where a saliva-stained water mark laid on the jar’s mouth. Hong Wu’s face immediately turned black like charcoal.

There was a smile in Li Yanlong’s eyes, but no fluctuation in mood from his tone, “Good wine.”

Hong Wu’s face turned blacker. If he could beat him, he would have long chopped this guy into minced meat and fed him to the demons from the demonic sect by now.

He picked up another jar of wine and opened it, taking a big gulp out of it. He carried a sneer as he said, “Where did you go to steal another body again? From the looks of it, it’s pa.s.sable.”

Li Yanlong didn’t consider himself to be an outsider, so he directly sat by his side and said honestly, “As long as you like it.”

Hong Wu immediately spat out his sip of wine and he wiped it away from his mouth casually. He patiently repeated endlessly, “Even if you grow into a flower, I still can’t be bothered to look at you with more than a glance.”

Li Yanlong appeared unaffected. He said lightly, “Your words don’t match your heart.”

Seeing Hong Wu’s hand reach out to grab the silent blazing saber at his waist, Li Yanlong quickly grabbed his hand and replied honestly, “Last time you didn’t let me come near you. So just in time when the prime minister’s son died of illness, I exchanged our bodies.”

Hong Wu’s jaw almost dropped in shock. He couldn’t believe it, “So………you took that body of that old vagrant beggar and exchanged it? ”

Seeing Li Yanlong nod his head seriously, he tutted, “It’s truly a sin ah, a sin. You’re too immoral!”

After saying that, he couldn’t help laughing again. A proper, handsome and talented young man was turned into a dirty old beggar. He thought, the prime minister’s manor must be extremely rowdy now. It was truly interesting.

When Li Yanlong saw that he finally smiled, he didn’t proceed to mention that he had actually changed his appearance from an old beggar into that of the prime minister’s son by using a visual spell. Instead, he nodded seriously agreed, “En, it is quite immoral.”

Hong Wu’s mouth twitched and he stopped paying attention to Li Yanlong any longer. He returned to his business and continued drinking wine.

Li Yanlong observed Hong Wu’s profile. After a while, he said, “In fact, he doesn’t suit you.”

Hong Wu didn’t answer with words, and merely let out a cold hum, treating it as if he didn’t hear it. He didn’t care if he was suitable for him. He just couldn’t let him go.

Li Yanlong then said, “The flow of time here is different from the outside world. Although he came thousands of years earlier than you, he is only a few years older in the real world. When you were still alive, you must have heard of a certain name before.”

Hong Wu turned to look at him, obviously intrigued. He asked, “Who?”

Li Yanlong met his gaze and slowly spat out two words, “Dan Wen.”

Hong Wu violently trembled. The wine jar in his hand suddenly slipped down. Li Yanlong grabbed it over and returned it back to Hong Wu’s hand.

Hong Wu took the bottle and mindlessly put it aside. He suppressed the shock in his heart and asked, “The movie emperor, Dan Wen, what are you doing for him? What does Fan Yuan have to do with him?”

Li Yanlong said slowly, “Dan Wen, this once-household name in the world, is actually just a stage name, and his real name——is precisely Fan Yuan.”

With a sneer, Hong Wu disdained, “Just because of this? Ridiculous. If he’s Dan Wen, how could he be performing minor roles in the lower plane for thousands of years? People like him would have stirred up huge waves.”

In one day, Weimin Mountain had four seasons rotated one after another. It was winter at this time. The floating snowflakes fell, and the momentum was quite spectacular.

Li Yanlong squinted and watched the snowflakes fall around him. He drank up all the wine left in the jar, “I once heard a strange question. Do you know why snow is white?”

Hong Wu’s mouth curved up, he used to be a studying overlord okay! He didn’t even need to think about this simple question. He replied, “This is because the crystalised ice structure of snowflakes is very complex. There are many reflective surfaces. All light is fully reflected and in turn, the snow appears white.”

Li Yanlong saw that he was rather interesting when serious, and gave a chuckle. When Hong Wu looked back at him angrily, he immediately restrained his smile and revealed the answer.

“Because it’s forgotten what colour it’s supposed to be.”

Hong Wu was stupefied. The corners of his mouth pulled down as he dismissed Li Yanlong’s answer, “These kinds of impractical words actually came out of your mouth. The Sun has really risen from the West. What are you trying to say, don’t play games. ”

Li Yanlong drooped his eyes and stood up, stretching his hand out to reach for a snowflake. He watched as the glittering and translucent crystal gradually melted into a transparent drop of water in his palm.

His tone was flat and smooth, as he said slowly, “Dan Wen, is just like this snowflake.”

After listening to his words, Hong Wu fell into silence. He pondered over the meaning behind his words carefully, and finally stiffened his brow.

In the real world, no one was unaware of Dan Wen’s name, but almost no one would take the initiative to mention it.

——Because, he was a devil.

The Author has Something to Say:

“Do you know why snow is white?”

“Because it’s forgotten what colour it’s supposed to be.”

——From the anime “Code Gea.s.s“.

The words of the witch C.C left an indelible impression in the Year Two of middle school for this slag writer. I will politely borrow them ~(≧▽≦)/~

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