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“Isn't it a bit presumptuous to assume that everything I do when it comes to you is something laden with ill intent and nothing else, Your Highness?” A voice darkly muttered in an amused tone.
Two figures illuminated in a small cramped space. Close. Too close, in fact.
To the outsiders, nothing was amiss. The horses surrounding the carriage galloped at their usual calm pace. The cultivators conversed with each other on the long journey back to their respective sects. The sky had turned orange and it was time for them to find a temporary dwelling for the night.
However inside the carriage, it was clearly a different case.
The carriage in question belonged to the revered heavenly cultivator of Xianzhou Luofu.
Imbibitor Lunae.
It was a title hard to miss as his deeds were known to many.
The young prodigy mastering all six arts. A respected healer, cultivator and scholar. A beau who can get any man or woman breathless by his gaze alone, his verdigris eyes hard to forget after even a glimpse.
The aforementioned beau was currently in a tight situation with a taller figure pressing close to him, a firm grip on his waist holding him in place. However, in the beau’s— Imbibitor Lunae’s hands was a dagger which was just inches away from kissing the taller figure’s neck.
In response to the man's earlier query, the dagger inched closer to his neck with a hint of warning. “Get off of me, Ren. ”
The taller figure— Ren chuckled amusedly, “Not going to grace me with a proper response? Dan Feng , you wound me.” Saying that, instead of backing off, he inched closer, pressing his neck directly against the dagger. At this angle, his dark hair swayed and his red eyes glinted with dark mischief instead of anger.
Imbibitor Lunae— Dan Feng didn't sway and instead glared coldly at him, “You dare to sneak into my carriage unannounced, put up a silencing spell in the area surrounding the carriage, tackle me and then expect me to not suspect you of ill intent? Surely, the esteemed demonic cultivator Ren who strikes fear in his foes’ hearts doesn't deem me a fool of all people.”
Ren let out a dark chuckle, “ Esteemed? To hear His Highness refer to me as such.. I can't help but feel honoured. Allow me to show you my sincerity.” As he said that, his grip tightened on Dan Feng’s waist.
Dan Feng’s eyebrows furrowed at that, “You—”
Ren glanced down at him, “Are you going to call me out for impropriety? Shamelessness?” He sneered, “But don't forget Imbibitor Lunae.. we are way past such notions, no matter how much you try to deny it.” He inched closer to the dagger, drawing blood. “ Way past. ”
Seeing the blood, Dan Feng suddenly retreated his dagger. Using that moment as an opportunity, Ren quickly secured his spot by holding Dan Feng tighter and inched his face closer. Verdigris eyes met crimson with a moment of silence between them.
“You say such things about your distrust for me… Imbibitor Lunae… And yet…” The demonic cultivator's voice dropped to a whisper, “Nowadays, you retreat your claws the moment they're close to hurting me, I wonder why?”
As Ren inched his face closer, he was met with a cool expression from the other. Imbibitor Lunae’s face was uncovered and thus it was easier to see his lips tremble in this position.
The heavenly cultivator was quite fond of covering his face whenever he had to go somewhere outside the sect but inside the carriage, he wasn't donning the veil he usually wears while travelling. It made sense since he was inside the comfort of his carriage but it excited Ren even more.
Whenever they came across each other, the demonic cultivator loved to play this game of trying to get the veil off the heavenly cultivator's face. It amused him immensely whenever he succeeded, seeing the beauty the cultivation world so dearly revered.
The first time Ren got the opportunity to see his face, he understood immediately what people meant when they talked in hushed whispers how the Imbibitor Lunae’s beauty is enough to ruin countries, bringing people to their knees by a mere glance.
But what intrigued Ren more was his cold yet fiery personality. His fast quips, his verdigris eyes emitting coldness as he met every strike with a stride.
In the beginning, he was but a curious man. A curious man who wondered how exactly he could break the prideful nature of this heavenly cultivator.
And in that curiosity, he followed. They have met hundreds of times and yet the demonic cultivator never got tired or bored.
And to his surprise, no matter how many times they duelled against each other or ended up even working together in certain situations, the heavenly cultivator never looked down on him for his cultivation background.
It was almost as though he saw him as an equal rather than someone below his rank.
It surprised Ren, the demonic cultivator who had experienced people looking down on him for his heretic path.
Being graced with no response yet again, Ren chuckled, “You're not good at hiding your feelings, Imbibitor Lunae. Surely, you're at the very least fond of me.”
“As if.” Came a sharp response however the lack of retaliation betrayed his words.
Ren peered closer into those verdigris eyes, “You could have pushed me away if you truly wanted to. Both of us know this and yet you've been doing nothing but entertaining my presence.” As he said this, his hand trailed up to the curve of the smaller man's back, pressing himself closer.
“You say that I sneaked into your carriage and tackled you, however both of us know very well that this situation could have easily been avoided. We've had worse confrontations with you easily overpowering me more than enough times. And yet…”
He inched closer with their noses almost touching, “And yet you even drew your dagger away as soon as I was at the risk of getting hurt. Your highness, surely there must be something. ”
A momentary silence. The carriage moved at its usual pace but the people inside were hardly bothered by the movement.
“...And what kind of answer do you seek?” Dan Feng finally spoke.
“The truth.”
Right at that moment, Dan Feng suddenly moved.
Ren was pushed forward to the other side of the carriage and while his grip on the other's waist remained, it was now Dan Feng’s turn to peer down at him from above.
Like this, they were pressed even closer.
“And what if I…” Dan Feng whispered, “What if I said that I was purposefully waiting for you?”
The demonic cultivator suddenly felt breathless.
The implications. The possibilities.
And most of all… the beating of his heart.
Momentarily stunned, Ren’s eyes darkened. He pulled Dan Feng in his lap. His other hand grazed past the other's flushed ears and grabbed him by his chin, “Imbibitor Lunae…” His throat felt dry, “Do you understand the implications of your words?”
Dan Feng was haphazardly sprawled over his lap, grabbing him at the lapels of his robes for balance, “Is it really that hard to understand?” And despite it all, Dan Feng's gaze did not waver even slightly.
That prideful expression.
At that, Ren finally laughed.
Breaking that prideful nature? The demonic cultivator had truly misread his own intentions the whole time.
Or maybe his intentions changed long ago.
Ren was very good at knowing his wants and was aware of what he felt but even then…
Even then, looking at that expression he finally felt that familiar feeling again.
Warmth.
He knew what he felt for the beau who sat in his lap but to hear such words from the other… How could he not feel weak?
It was Dan Feng's turn to be stunned as he saw the other laugh however the heavenly cultivator wasn't given the time to react as Ren suddenly pounced on his lips.
The kiss wasn’t gentle but one filled with a needy desperation.
Dan Feng felt like he was being consumed whole. Both of his hands shook while holding Ren by his robes.
The way Ren devoured him was something sinful. It was like taking the bite of the forbidden fruit he cannot back away from no matter how much he tried. He had been thinking about it for months now.
Ren took and took and took , their breaths mingling together as one. Dan Feng felt his body shake from the sensation but he also wasn't the one to step back easily.
He is Imbibitor lunae, master of six arts. A scholar, a healer and a heavenly cultivator. He will not step back in this clash.
(Though instead of a clash between their swords, this time it's their mouths consuming each other whole.)
So they kept kissing.
It wasn't until Ren's lips started trailing down his neck did Dan Feng finally push him away slightly, “You— Mmh — Have you forgotten that we are still inside the carriage?”
As Ren pulled away, he looked at the heavenly cultivator's disheveled appearance.
His robes askew, his legs slightly parted, his face flushed, his lips bitten red.
Ren was aroused.
“Oh?” Ren tilted his head at that and darkly chuckled, “So we can continue somewhere else?”
Dan Feng's throat suddenly felt dry despite the heated and wet kiss.
“I—”
The heavenly cultivator already knew the answer.
And yet…
Ren watched his rosy expression with amusement, “I heard your dear disciples talk about staying at a nearby inn, hmm?”
“...Yes.” A terse response.
“I'll see you there then.”
And just like that, he was gone.
The silence spell had been removed.
“...Shizun?” A disciple’s voice suddenly inquired through the window.
Dan Feng had already donned his veil, the lower half of his face covered. “Hmm?”
The disciple scratched his head in confusion, “Ah nothing.. I thought I heard you say something.”
As the curtains closed again, Dan Feng placed a finger on his lips under the veil.
Still wet from the earlier kiss.
He did not think it'd go this far but…
He was oddly pleased.
—
After reaching the inn, Dan Feng looked at his disciples. “Rest well for tonight since tomorrow is a longer journey. Eat your food well and have a good night.”
The disciples all bowed their heads with choruses of Yes, Shizun. He turned around to leave for his room.
One of the disciples suddenly started to speak up, “Actually Shiz—” The disciple nearby closed his mouth, “Shut up, Qin Yao!!!” The disciples whisper-yelled collectively.
“But the demonic cultivator—” Qin Yao tried to struggle.
The disciples looked at each other, nodded their heads and took Qin Yao to his room to lock him up.
—
Dan Feng was a bit tense. While he was honest with Ren about the purposefully waiting part, he actually didn't expect things to take such a turn.
Maybe Ren won't even show up and was just teasing him. Maybe he can pretend that the beating of his heart was for reasons other than excitement.
With that thought in mind, he opened the door to his room.
…
Ren was already sprawled across his bed, his legs crossed together as though an emperor sitting on his throne.
Dan Feng decided to close the door and find another room but before he could do exactly that, a foot wedged between the door and he was dragged inside.
The kiss was less intense than earlier but just as messy.
And then, It was Dan Feng who was sprawled on the bed with Ren on top of him. He felt Ren's tongue lick his upper lip. Finding the sensation ticklish, his mouth opened and as soon as it did, the demonic cultivator's tongue slipped inside rendering the heavenly cultivator into a mess almost immediately.
As their kiss grew more intense, Dan Feng tried to pull away slightly, “Mmh— Ren—”
After a final swipe of his tongue, Ren leaned back and tilted his head, “Backing out now, Your Highness?” He sounded amused but his eyes were dark.
Dan Feng’s eyes were glazed over and he was breathing heavily.
Just then, Ren realised something.
Dan Feng had horns on his head.
“...Draconic features.” The demonic cultivator realised immediately.
Dan Feng looked up at him, “...Huh?” His hand trailed up to his own head and his eyes widened.
He hadn't expected his horns to pop up like this. He was usually good at controlling his appearance.
“So it's true that the Imbibitor Lunae has the lineage of dragons?” Ren's hand trailed upwards towards his horns.
“Wait—” But it was too late.
As Ren's fingers caressed his horns…
“Hngh—”
Dan Feng let out a strained moan.
Both of them paused.
“Oh?” Curiosity turned into mischief, “You're sensitive here?” Ren was about to stroke his horn again but Dan Feng swatted his hand away.
“You.. don't you have any questions?” Dan Feng asked. How was Ren so calm about this revelation?
“I had my suspicions.” Ren simply replied and turned his attention to his ears instead. “The way the preceptors of Xianzhou Luofu are so keen on keeping an eye on you.”
Dan Feng's ears turned red at the sensation, “Just by that?”
Ren peered down at him, “Would you rather have me share my findings with you than continue?” He was all smiles but Dan Feng felt a shiver go down his spine.
He glared, “You— mmph—” But his mouth was captured again.
“Your Highness.. ah.. Your Highness..” Ren said in between kisses. “How will your preceptors react once they find out that not only were you defiled but it was me who did the defiling? Hmm?”
His lips trailed towards Dan Feng’s ears, his breath hot. “The heavenly cultivator with the lineage of dragons, the untainted white lotus being completely sullied by none other than his enemy...”
Dan Feng gasped out, “How are you so sure that I haven't been touched before?”
“Hmm? Have you now?” His hand trailed down caressing Dan Feng's thighs, his touch making the man under him ache . “Forgive me, Imbibitor Lunae but you make it very hard for me to believe that you've been touched like this before.”
Dan Feng glared at him, “Your arrogance really precedes you.”
“Is it really arrogance if I am merely stating the truth?” Ren chuckled and dipped his hand between Dan Feng’s thighs, parting them easily and locking them in place by placing his knees in between. Dan Feng shuddered again as he felt the other's knee rub against his groin.
“H-Hah… Yingxing …”
Ren paused in his movements. “...Imbibitor Lunae…”
Dan Feng was squirming under him, his eyes closed as he panted. They hadn't done much yet and he was still rendered into such a mess.
The demonic cultivator stared at him, his hand gripping Dan Feng’s chin, “Do you realise what you just called me, Your Highness?”
“...Yingxing.” Dan Feng’s voice was breathy but calm. “The name you used when you first introduced yourself to me under your flimsy disguise. I presume now that it wasn't a fake name then?”
“For you to suddenly call me that…” Ren— Yingxing paused.
After a moment of silence, he chuckled, “You really are the presumptuous one, Your Highness.” If it were someone else, the demonic cultivator would have them by their throat. This name has long been buried with the ashes of his parents and lost home.
However, It was also true that it was him who decided to introduce himself to Dan Feng with his real name under the disguise of a rogue cultivator.
Back then, it didn't take Dan Feng a lot of time to see through his disguise and clash with him using his sword. However, what surprised Yingxing was the fact that Dan Feng remembered.
Remembered and then decided to use his name in bed.
The heavenly cultivator was indeed very daring.
“Calling me presumptuous when you refused to refer to me as Dan Heng back then. Who is the more presumptuous one here exactly, Yingxing?”
Ah, that prideful expression.
Yingxing decided that it's a good time to maul the other's lips again.
“Silencing me— mmph—”
“I am merely giving you your answer, your highness. Using Dan Heng as a disguise when your eyes were enough to tell me who you were. You accused me of poor disguise but truly, you weren't very good at it either.” He bit the other's ear, making Dan Feng gasp in surprise.
“Though you did look cute with short hair.” Yingxing mused and started caressing the other's horns again, “But you look cuter with these.”
“Y-You— Hah…” Dan Feng gasped out, feeling overstimulated by the assault on his ears and horns.
“Hmm…?” The demonic cultivator paused at his ministrations.
He felt something wet press against his knees so he looked down, “Ah…?”
Dan Feng's trousers were soaked.
“...Your Highness…you…”
Dan Feng's eyes were closed, his eyelashes fluttering like butterflies.
“Did you just cum from this ?”
Dan Feng's expression turned rosy, “...What?”
Yingxing’s hands trailed down between the heavenly cultivator's legs and sure enough, it was completely soaked just from above the trousers alone.
He felt something snap inside of him.
He turned back to continue his assault on the other's mouth, his kisses tracing down to the heavenly cultivator's neck, “Imbibitor Lunae…” He whispered, “Aren't you afraid of what I might do to you?”
Dan Feng was incapable of responding to him as he shook from the other's reverent touches.
Yingxing started working on taking off the dragon's robes while continuing his ministrations on his horns and neck. It took him quite a while to get to his inner robes.
“Your Highness… surely you must feel even a little hot in all these layers?”
Dan Feng finally got a break to respond. His lips were red, “Are you complaining while doing.. all this ?”
Yingxing was amused, “I am not particularly complaining, no. I am just wondering how you manage to wear this all day while managing to not even break a sweat. Unless.. is it because of your draconic lineage?” As he said that, his hands trailed inside Dan Feng’s inner robes and caressed his stomach, “Hmm.. I see.”
Dan Feng was speechless, “Are demonic cultivators also interested in the study of dragons by any chance?”
“Not just any demonic cultivators.” Yingxing smirked.
Dan Feng huffed but before he could quip back, he let out a strangled moan. Yingxing had found his way towards his nipples.
Yingxing was fast in getting him off his inner robes. All that was left was his trousers but before Yingxing could continue, Dan Feng pressed a hand against the other's chest.
“Are you.. not going to undress?”
“Oh? Is His Highness very interested in my body?”
“Shut up and undress, Yingxing.”
So Yingxing did exactly that.
Dan Feng stared at the way Yingxing teasingly took off his own robes slowly. As he revealed his skin, Dan Feng felt his eyes widen.
He knew that the demonic cultivator had a sturdy build but he seldom had any opportunities to see it.
Not that.. he was looking for such an opportunity, of course.
Yingxing tilted his head and said with his infuriating smirk, “Like what you see?”
Dan Feng turned away with a huff.
But he couldn't look away for too long as Yingxing started nipping at his collarbones. His lips then trailed down and found its way towards his nipples again.
They were rosy and perked up. Dan Feng wasn't sure whether it was due to arousal, the cold or both.
Yingxing suddenly took them in his mouth, making Dan Feng let out a gasp in surprise.
Yingxing licked, sucked, bit. It was overwhelming.
Dan Feng didn't even notice as the demonic cultivator’s hand trailed down to his trousers while continuing to admire the dragon's nipples.
Dan Feng suddenly felt cold in his lower area and realised too late that his trousers were off.
“W-Wait—” But it was too late.
Yingxing paused his exploration and blinked at the sight which greeted him, making his throat immediately go dry.
Dan Feng's biology looks different than what he imagined.
“You have a…”
“I am very aware of my biology, yes.” Dan Feng embarrassedly looked away, trying to cross his legs to hide what Yingxing saw but failing since Yingxing’s knees were still between his thighs.
“I.. am a Vidyadhara dragon. Though I'm.. infertile. Our kind cannot reproduce despite…” he trailed off.
“...I see,” was Yingxing's response.
Dan Feng suddenly felt afraid.
Was Yingxing uncomfortable? Was he uninterested in having him now?
But as Dan Feng looked up, he saw that Yingxing's eyes were dark but not in the way he expected.
“...Yingxing?”
The demonic cultivator let out a heavy breath, “You're truly beautiful, Your Highness.”
Dan Feng’s eyes widened.
“...You do not find it strange?” He couldn't help but ask.
“What?” Yingxing stared at him, “Why would I?”
Dan Feng felt his heartbeat quicken.
Yingxing realised what Dan Feng meant and chuckled, “Your Highness, I have never held myself back from taking what I want but oddly enough, today I wanted to take it slow with you. Because I am afraid of what I would do to you.” He leaned down and tilted Dan Feng’s chin up. “You're driving me crazy, Dan Feng.”
Dan Feng felt his breath stutter, “...So why hold back?” He said immediately, “You've always been so brash and arrogant beyond any other human I have ever seen; how come you're suddenly holding back?”
That same prideful and confident expression as he asked Yingxing to just take.
The demonic cultivator finally felt himself completely snap.
Their lips met again but the kiss wasn't long as Yingxing's mouth suddenly trailed down towards Dan Feng's stomach. Then down.. and down.. and down.. and—
Dan Feng's eyes widened, “Yingxi-!?”
Yingxing parted his legs and spread the lips surrounding Dan Feng’s cunt.
Beautiful.
His lips found their way there.
Feeling the sensation, Dan Feng's reaction was instant. He tried to close his legs in surprise but Yingxing's grasp on his thighs were firm.
Dan Feng tasted divine.
Yingxing sucked, licked and kissed.
His essence was like a natural aphrodisiac. Heaven on earth. Everything that Yingxing ever needed.
Dan Feng was a mess as he somehow ended up with his legs balanced on Yingxing’s shoulders, his toes curled at the sensation of being eaten.
It didn't take him long to cum again.
Yingxing licked him whole, finally pulling away after giving a small kiss to the cute clit.
“Y-Yingxing…” Yingxing’s eyes were dark as his eyes met Dan Feng’s. He then proceeded to lick off the juices left on his mouth while still staring at him.
“I thought I'd have to prepare you thoroughly but you…” Yingxing kissed his lips and Dan Feng tasted himself on his tongue. Sinful. Dan Feng wanted more.
He pulled away, “With how wet your cunt is, things shouldn't be an issue.”
Filthy. His words were incredibly filthy and yet Dan Feng felt himself get even more aroused at Yingxing’s words. He felt his clit throbbing and more slick trailing down his cunt.
The demonic cultivator finally took off his trousers.
The heavenly cultivator's eyes then widened in surprise.
Yingxing is… big. Is it really supposed to be that big?
But… It also looks nice.
Dan Feng snapped out of his thoughts. He was truly going insane.
Yingxing’s hand trailed up Dan Feng's thighs towards his waist, his touch teasing. Dan Feng somehow managed to wrap his legs around Yingxing's back as he felt Yingxing line his big cock at his entrance.
Dan Feng felt slightly nervous.
“Afraid?” Yingxing’s eyes met his.
“...No. Why would I be afraid?” Dan Feng lied.
Yingxing chuckled, seeing through it and then suddenly entered.
“Ying- Ah-!!” Only the tip entered but Dan Feng felt his body reacting immediately…
His whole body shook from the sensation, his toes curling up again as he tightened from the orgasm.
“...” Yingxing's eyes darkened again.
Dan Feng had cum just from the tip entering him.
“Your Highness… you…” He suddenly sheathed himself inside completely.
“Hah… Y-Yingxing!” Dan Feng felt dazed.
It wasn't hard for Yingxing to enter Dan Feng completely due to how wet his cunt was.
“Cumming from just the tip… so sensitive, aren't you?” Yingxing groaned as he started moving rhythmically.
Dan Feng didn't have it in him to answer as he was literally seeing stars.
Yingxing.
Yingxing’s hands wrapped around Dan Feng's waist, his grip almost bruising but it felt so good.
“Yingxing- Yingxing Yingxing Yingxing! ” Fervent moans consisting of a single name. Yearning.
The demonic cultivator gazed down at the heavenly cultivator. Dan Feng had drool dripping down his lips, his eyes filled with tears.
“Your Highness.. Dan Feng. ” Yingxing groaned as he kept pounding, their bodies met as one pressed close together.
They were both close.
So close.
Dan Feng wants. Dan Feng wants and wants and wants.
“Inside!” Dan Feng cried out.
Yingxing’s pace paused before it became even more rigorous, his crimson eyes dark with want. “You truly will be the death of me.”
And soon enough, Dan Feng got exactly what he wanted.
He felt warmth fill him up completely and he let out a choked out moan, his eyelashes sticking together with tears and his legs trembling from the bliss he felt at that moment.
His body shook with the post orgasmic sensation hitting him harder than earlier. He felt the claim painting his insides white.
Dan Feng wants Yingxing.
Dan Feng is in love with Yingxing.
Yingxing collapsed on Dan Feng's chest, his breathing erratic. They were still connected and Dan Feng felt incredibly warm.
There was a moment of silence.
“I have fallen in love with you, Yingxing.” Dan Feng whispered.
A pause.
Dan Feng couldn't see what expression Yingxing had.
“...Do you realise what you're offering, Your Highness?” Yingxing looked up at him from his chest. His eyes shone and they were.. lavender.
Beautiful.
Dan Feng felt incredibly warm.
“Do you not want it?” Dan Feng simply asked with that same prideful expression Yingxing had come to desire.
His fingers trailed towards Yingxing’s face and caressed his cheek. “Do you not want me, Yingxing?”
For the first time ever, Dan Feng witnessed Yingxing falter. His eyes widened and…
Yingxing smiled. It was sunny, unlike the usual disposition he showed to others. It said enough.
Dan Feng suddenly felt breathless. He had many questions about those beautiful eyes.
“So this is your real appearance..?” He breathed out.
“I am always real.” Yingxing said with his infuriating smirk, “Though my crimson eyes are the consequences of my cultivation path.”
Dan Feng had many more glaring questions.
So what changed now? What did it mean to view the beauty of his real eyes?
But tonight.. Dan Feng decided to be selfish instead.
He flipped their positions around with Yingxing suddenly on the bed and Dan Feng on top of him.
“...Instead of asking me certain questions, you decide to continue with the entanglement? How insatiable, Imbibitor Lunae.” Yingxing mused.
“Shut up, Yingxing.”
The night was long and Dan Feng knew that this was just the beginning. The preceptors will not be happy with the turnabout of things, the cultivation world even less so.
The renowned heavenly cultivator of Xianzhou Luofu and the demonic cultivator hated by many for his heretic path, entangled together like this… It was a situation waiting to be blown up, especially when people viewed them to be each other's enemies.
But did it really matter?
Dan Feng for the very first time felt complete. As he felt himself get filled up by Yingxing again and again , he could almost see the glimpse of another life as though they've already done this before.
Different lives or not, Dan Feng will make sure that both of them will make it through and find peace within themselves in this one no matter what it takes them.
And maybe one day, they'll sit under the moonlight with cups of emperor’s smile in their hands, only domestic bliss with no other worries in mind.
—
The next morning, Qin Yao was given the duty to bring their Shizun downstairs as a punishment by the disciples. He felt salty.
These rascals actually liked the heretic demonic cultivator? Who knew what kind of troubles he'd end up bringing to their Shizun? Though, it seemed that the night was calm and nothing actually happened.
Maybe the demonic cultivator decided to be gracious for once and not bother their Shizun!
As he knocked on the heavenly cultivator's door, he was about to call out; however the door immediately opened and…
Qin Yao’s gaze met the demonic cultivator’s whom he was just thinking about.
A moment of silence.
“Imbibitor Lunae will be down soon.” Ren said with an amused smile. It was terrifying to see that demonic cultivator smile like that.
“Y-Y-You— what are you—”
The door proceeded to get shut on his face.
Qin Yao suddenly felt his lifespan decreasing.
Oh no.
He was doomed.