Chapter 113: The Cold and Detached Master Reads the Heart of Dragon Arrogant Sky and Goes Crazy (21)

Chapter 113: The Cold and Detached Master Reads the Heart of Dragon Arrogant Sky and Goes Crazy (21)

Song Chuyi cleared his throat lightly, interrupting Little Brother Dan's muttering.

"Little Brother Dan, why don't you sit down first?"

Little Brother Dan sat down obediently and then looked at Si Yuanye.

"What’s going on now?"

"Have you become a demon? What about your heart demon?"

"And your cultivation has actually increased again."

Previously, he was only a half-step away from the Nascent Soul stage, but now he had already reached it.

There’s likely no opponent on the entire Tianxuan Continent.

"With the heart demon gone, my cultivation naturally increased," Si Yuanye put the teacup in front of Song Chuyi, "The tea will cool down soon."

Song Chuyi picked up the teacup and took a big sip.

"This tea is excellent."

He then turned his head.

"To be honest, the side effects of those elixirs were unexpected."

"So now I can’t make them sleep."

"The barrier is just a way to buy us time."

"But we have a plan."

Song Chuyi explained the plan to revive Dan Wen.

After listening, Dan Yong asked one question.

"Did Grandfather agree?"

Of course, Dan Wen agreed!

If one could live, who would choose to die?

After getting everyone’s agreement, Song Chuyi asked Si Yuanye what preparations were needed.

Si Yuanye listed the required items, and tasked Dan Yong with preparing them.

Song Chuyi only needed to cultivate the Moonlit Grass until it matured.

Time flew by, and half a month passed quickly.

In the past half month, aside from Dan Yong, no other human cultivators entered the Dead City.

Humans remained wary and suspicious of the demons. It might take some time to establish a peaceful and friendly relationship.

Unlike the humans’ caution, the demons recently enjoyed visiting the Dead City.

They stayed inside, lying on the city walls, watching the human cultivators eagerly trying to enter the barrier.

In the past, they used every means to carefully enter the human world, but this time the roles were reversed.

This feeling was quite magical, drawing many demons to flock to the Dead City to join in the fun.

Both sides remained relatively peaceful during this time, without any battles breaking out.

Aside from cultivating the Moonlit Grass, Song Chuyi had nothing else to do while in the palace.

He no longer dared to refine pills, as it kept people awake, and he didn’t want to cause the demons any more harm.

Since Si Yuanye ate his coffee beans, he hadn’t slept either.

For a whole half month, he hadn’t rested for a single minute.

Fortunately, being a demon, he didn’t need much sleep, but it disrupted his usual routine, and his face had become noticeably paler.

Feeling somewhat guilty, Song Chuyi showed Si Yuanye around the palace, inside and out.

Despite the palace’s size, they had explored almost every corner within half a month.

There were no new places left to visit.

Song Chuyi wracked his brain and decided to deepen his relationship with Si Yuanye.

Indeed, he was going to put his seduction plan into action!

In the middle of the night, Song Chuyi sneaked into the main hall.

Lately, unable to sleep, Si Yuanye had been handling some demon affairs at this hour.

Tonight was no different.

Song Chuyi hid in the shadows, muttering to himself that Si Yuanye hadn't detected him.

"Si Yuanye is listening to his assistants' reports. How can I seduce him?"

"Maybe I should sneak over while invisible and feel around?"

"No, with Si Yuanye's abilities, he would definitely see through my illusions."

"I'll have to wait until no one is around and approach him confidently."

On the main seat, Si Yuanye clearly heard Song Chuyi's thoughts from the shadows.

He raised his hand to stop the assistant from continuing, "We'll stop here for today."

"We'll resume tomorrow."

Recently, the Demon Realm has been peaceful, and daily matters were largely the same.

If not for his insomnia, he wouldn't listen to the repetitive daily reports.

The assistant promptly left after receiving the order.

Si Yuanye, however, sat still, waiting quietly.

In the shadows, Song Chuyi felt a wave of joy.

"Finally, they're gone!"

"Very good, very good, today’s goal is to kiss Si Yuanye ten times!"

"I can definitely pull this off!"

He mentally cheered himself on, then slowly walked out.

"Heat-loving Cat!"

He quickened his pace towards Si Yuanye.

Just as he was about to reach him, his foot twisted, his body swayed, and he tumbled into Si Yuanye's arms.

Si Yuanye appeared prepared, and as he fell into his arms, Si Yuanye wrapped one arm around him, steadying them both in his embrace.

"Is something wrong?"

He lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against Song Chuyi's ear.

The small red mole behind his earlobe was vivid and tempting, inviting a touch.

With the first step of his plan successfully achieved, Song Chuyi chuckled arrogantly to himself.

"Haha! Step one: falling into his arms—success!"

"Step two: asking for kisses!"

Song Chuyi wrapped one arm around Si Yuanye's neck, biting his lip.

"I think I sprained my ankle."

"Only kisses will make it better."

Si Yuanye asked, "Top or bottom?"

Song Chuyi: "Of course, the mouth. Does he want to kiss my foot instead?"

"What a pervert!"

After inwardly cursing, he deliberately put on a high-pitched voice.

"Of course..."

He leaned in and kissed him.

And quickly pulled back.

"Right here!"

Si Yuanye’s throat moved slightly, "One time, is that enough?"

"Of course not! We’re still nine kisses away from the goal!"

Song Chuyi hummed lightly, "Of course not."

"But this time, it's your turn to take the initiative."

He let go of the hand that was wrapped around Si Yuanye's neck and adjusted his sitting position.

Straddling Si Yuanye, sitting on his knees, Song Chuyi leaned back against the long table behind him, bracing himself against the table surface with his arms.

His slender, swan-like neck, pale as silver, faced Si Yuanye directly.

His robe was slightly parted, revealing a delicate collarbone with a faint blush.

He appeared bashful.

Si Yuanye's left hand was pressed against Song Chuyi's thigh, gripping tightly as if afraid he might slip.

Through the fabric, his slender fingers sank into the soft flesh of his thigh.

His right hand was propped on the armrest beside him, the veins on the back of his hand standing out, radiating desire.

He chuckled softly, "Alright."

Without refusal or resistance.

He followed his command, obeying his plan, gradually falling into the trap he had already anticipated.

His assertiveness was entirely different from Song Chuyi’s.

It wasn’t a simple touch that could easily be separated, but a controlled friction.

He didn’t know how to kiss, so he only lingered on Song Chuyi’s lips, following his guidance.

Still, Song Chuyi’s face flushed.

He gently patted Si Yuanye’s chest, but it did not deter him.

Internally, Song Chuyi cried out, "Ahhhhhh, my lips are going to chafe!"

"Silly kitty, doesn’t even know to use his tongue."

"If you don’t stop now, this one kiss will count as ten kisses!"

Si Yuanye hesitated for a moment before releasing him.

"Now it’s your turn to take the lead."

It was as if he had discovered a fun game, playing this back-and-forth.

Song Chuyi hummed softly, offering no response.

In reality, he mused, "I was planning to count this one kiss as ten kisses!"

"Releasing me so quickly, is the kitty not up to it?"