Chapter 151: The Bell on the Anklet Makes a Pleasant Sound

Chapter 151 The Bell on the Ankle Bracelet, a Sweet Accompaniment

It was a strange sensation.

In Chi Yu’s memory, Brother Xuan Ji had always been serious and restrained.

Unbeknownst to them, during their Spiritual Communion, Chi Yu had already become deeply immersed, but Xie Xiyi consistently held back, believing that indulgence in pleasure led to moral decay.

These details clearly marked Xie Xiyi as an ascetic.

For such a self-controlled Xie Xiyi to utter such suggestive hints was utterly astonishing to Chi Yu.

It was precisely this stark contrast that made Chi Yu perceive something beyond Brother Xuan Ji’s usual reliability and safety—a pure, primal aggressiveness born of courtship.

Chi Yu’s face flushed. He was rarely one to admit defeat, which was why five hundred years ago he often sparred verbally with Brother Xuan Ji. Now, however, he felt like an innocent young man being teased by a bully, overwhelmed by an inexpressible shyness and embarrassment.

He absolutely did not want to see himself in such a state. So, after a few seconds, he composed himself and calmly said, "Yes, what a pity."

Even if his position felt vulnerable, Chi Yu refused to concede his ground.

Soon, something else occurred to him. Frowning, he asked Xie Xiyi, "Brother Xuan Ji, I heard that after Spiritual Communion, spiritual companions can freely explore each other's mental states and memories."

As soon as he spoke, Xie Xiyi understood his unspoken meaning.

Chi Yu continued, "Brother Xuan Ji, I won’t probe your memories. People need a certain distance and personal space. Too much intimacy can be less than ideal; distance often creates beauty."

Xie Xiyi chuckled softly, "Nor will I."

The Demon Heart Xie Xiyi might have done such a thing, but the Xie Xiyi who had returned as Xuan Ji would not. —Of course, Xie Xiyi would spare no effort to control every aspect of Chi Yu's life, but the Xie Xiyi merged with the Demon Heart was emotionally unstable. If he were to probe Chi Yu's mind and discover that Chi Yu only felt brotherly affection for him, he had no idea what kind of madness he might unleash.

Despite Xie Xiyi's immense power and confident demeanor, he was, in fact, a coward, though he himself had never realized it.

He preferred to infer Chi Yu's feelings from the superficial—that Chi Yu treated him as he always had—rather than directly probing his mind for a definitive answer.

Chi Yu didn't know what Xie Xiyi was thinking. Hearing Xie Xiyi's reply, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At the very least, the fact that he was immune to Xie Xiyi's deadly poison wouldn't be exposed.

For Chi Yu, Spiritual Communion wasn't a big deal.

But physical intimacy was an entirely different matter.

In Chi Yu's view, Spiritual Communion lacked tangible reality. Only once physical intimacy occurred would he truly feel, "I actually did it with Brother Xuan Ji."

Once that boundary was crossed, once that line was breached, the situation would be completely transformed.

For Chi Yu, physical intimacy was far more terrifying than Spiritual Communion.

The emotional entanglement from Spiritual Communion could, for now, be resisted with willpower, and his feelings could still be controlled.

But physical intimacy, the complete merging of bodies and souls, would make it emotionally impossible for Chi Yu to break free.

After all, he was still a teenager. In his mind, mutual affection was one thing—even if two people liked each other, they didn't necessarily have to be together.

But mutual affection combined with physical intimacy, for Chi Yu, implied responsibility, commitment, and a shared future.

Restraining himself and preventing such an occurrence was, in Chi Yu's view, a responsibility to both parties.

He could do it, but Brother Xuan Ji, now fully merged with the Demon Heart, might not be able to—

Sometimes, the way Xie Xiyi looked at him was simply too possessive and blatant.

It made Chi Yu aware that Brother Xuan Ji was restraining himself, holding back, yet occasionally unable to control it, revealing his restless fangs.

Chi Yu could be childish at times, but at others, he possessed a maturity far beyond his years. He always knew exactly what he wanted and what he ought to do.

This mindset made him realize that a wise person avoids danger. He should distance himself from Brother Xuan Ji, yet he genuinely found himself unable to do so.

His dependence and affection for Xie Xiyi far exceeded his own imagination.

As long as he was with Brother Xuan Ji, he felt a profound sense of peace and joy.

Thus, Chi Yu could only endure painfully—suffering, yet secretly delighted that Brother Xuan Ji loved him so deeply.

That was why, even when enveloped by Brother Xuan Ji's bones, Chi Yu felt no fear at all.

It was also in moments like these that Chi Yu felt he might be a bit perverse himself.

Chi Yu's thoughts drifted so deeply that his beautiful golden eyes grew vacant. When he was jolted back to reality by an unusual sensation, he realized Xie Xiyi's two fingers had entered his mouth.

"Brother Xuan Ji?" Chi Yu asked, his voice muffled, a clear question in his eyes.

Xie Xiyi said, "I'm checking the forbidden curse on you."

Chi Yu: "..."

Does checking require playing with his tongue?

Without even looking, he knew Xie Xiyi was teasing and toying with his tongue with a suggestive touch.

Xie Xiyi's fingers were long, slowly probing forward, almost reaching deep into his throat.

Chi Yu's throat involuntarily contracted, clamping down on the cold, sinister fingers in his mouth. He used his Spiritual Sense to communicate with Xie Xiyi, "Brother Xuan Ji, stop playing."

Xie Xiyi chuckled softly, "I told you, I'm checking."

Chi Yu: "..."

Do you even believe that yourself?

This feeling was strange. Chi Yu's mouth kept producing saliva, and his tongue tried to push away but ended up licking Xie Xiyi's cold fingers, which were shrouded in dark mist.

Chi Yu couldn't help but let his thoughts wander: If Brother Xuan Ji's whole body is this cold, then wouldn't fellow disciple also be...

When he realized what he was thinking, Chi Yu was utterly exasperated with himself.

"What are you thinking about?" Xie Xiyi leaned down and asked Chi Yu in a low voice.

Chi Yu uncontrollably blurted out what was on his mind.

Xie Xiyi paused, then his lips curved into a smile, his voice tinged with obvious amusement, "If you're curious, you can touch it yourself."

Chi Yu: "..."

Xie Xiyi withdrew his fingers, wiping away the moisture at the corner of Chi Yu's lips, his voice slightly husky, "Don't dare?"

Chi Yu paused, then laughed, "I don't dare."

His honesty made Xie Xiyi chuckle softly, "Chi Yu, there are very few things you don't dare to do."

Chi Yu also laughed, saying, "Now there are."

Xie Xiyi gazed at Chi Yu's deliberately calm smiling face, feeling an itch in his heart that tingled in his teeth, a fierce desire to devour him completely.

This was likely a primal desire.

At times like this, Xie Xiyi could actually understand why Chi Yu's outlook differed from the cultivation world.

Love itself is the most vulgar of things, something only mortals experience fully. Having acquired emotions and been tainted by Love Poison, he was bound to be even more consumed than any mortal.

Thus, Xie Xiyi was not as pure as he imagined, nor did he truly look down on physical closeness.

In fact, he yearned for touch more than anyone. The Love Poison was vulgar, and it made his thoughts vulgar as well.

At times, Xie Xiyi himself lacked clear awareness of this.

Only when he realized how badly he wanted to bite Chi Yu did he truly grasp this.

He truly was a depraved person.

But he could no longer touch Chi Yu.

This filled Xie Xiyi with frustration and anger, stirring an irrepressible violence within him.

He struggled to suppress these tumultuous emotions, keeping his voice even as he laughed, "It seems I overestimated you."

Chi Yu laughed it off, offering no direct response.

Amidst this torment, Xie Xiyi went on to craft a series of magical instruments.

Naturally, all the materials came from the parts of his shed bodies.

Since Chi Yu did not refuse or show fear, Xie Xiyi took it for granted and pushed further, gradually wrapping Chi Yu's body in his own essence.

This eased somewhat the anxiety and rage in Xie Xiyi's heart.

He studied Chi Yu's body—

The bones of the Xie clan were always so jade-white, like jade, and indeed made excellent material for crafting artifacts. They were highly pliable, capable of blending with various types of Adamantine to create different hues.

Thus, Chi Yu acquired gorgeous necklaces, arm rings, bracelets, and bell-adorned anklets.—

They were not just artifacts but chains to imprison him.

This fantasy filled Xie Xiyi with a strange thrill.

How could he love him so much, wanting to keep Chi Yu forever confined within his embrace, ensuring he remained right in the palm of his hand forever.

Such twisted, dark thoughts, yet his face always wore a smile, no different from the smiles of his Xuan Ji days. "These are all engraved with blessings. Whatever the heart desires shall come true. They are... excellent magical tools, Chi Yu. You must wear them forever and never take them off."

Listening to the bells chiming with every step, Chi Yu felt strange. "Brother Xuan Ji, why add bells?"

Xie Xiyi replied, "Aren't they nice? The hair tie you gave me also had bells. I thought you would like them."

Chi Yu: "..."

Truth be told, he had been acting on a mischievous impulse at the time, wanting to see the elegantly composed Crown Prince walking around with jingling bells.

Just the thought of it was rather amusing.

Most of the time, Xie Xiyi would try to conceal his nature, fearing it might startle Chi Yu.

But sometimes, he would lose the composure and calm of Xuan Ji, allowing the chaos and evil of the Demon Heart to surface.

Like now, watching Chi Yu speechless with a visibly guilty expression, his wicked thoughts seemed uncontrollable. A light laugh escaped Xie Xiyi's throat, brimming with intense aggression, as he uttered these words: "When we make love, if I hold your thighs, the bells on your anklets will provide a beautiful accompaniment. I imagine it would sound quite enchanting, mingling with your gasps and moans."

Chi Yu: "..."

Could you listen to what you're saying?!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

He was still an innocent schoolboy; he didn't want to understand this instantly!!!

Author's Note:

Xie Xiyi: I am a musician, pursuing the ultimate balance in musical composition.

Little Puppy Fish: That's just great.