Immortal Dreams

The tranquil night fell, the icy spring water chilling to the bone, yet it paled in comparison to the burning heat within him, an pain so intense he could barely bear it, letting out low growls and heavy gasps as if he'd lost his mind.

Completely naked, he gazed down at the flowers blooming for him, vibrant and alluring. He was infatuated with them, driven mad by their beauty, for he deeply loved the flower called "Fairy," pure as white silk.

A mingled, intoxicating aura, and he greedily sipped the sweet nectar.

The flowers bloomed in a riot of color…

He abruptly opened his eyes, a thin layer of sweat soaking his clothes, his chest heaving from the dream he'd just had, a certain part of his body still throbbing with excitement.

He, who rarely dreamed, had actually… had such a dream.

"I had a wet dream?" he murmured incredulously, pressing his erect penis against his groin.

If this situation were applied to an ordinary man, it might not be surprising, but when it applied to him, he wouldn't be impressed; in fact,

he'd shy away from it. For him, dreams were a glimpse into the future, and also an irresistible force.

"Uncle Xiaobai, what's wrong?"

Gui Su, snapping out of his reverie at the sound, quickly smiled at the child his friend had entrusted to his care. "Nothing, it's not even dawn yet, why don't you sleep a little longer? Did I wake you?"

"No, Ying'er tossed and turned all night, and I felt sorry for her, so I held her to sleep. It took her a long time to finally fall asleep, and now I can't fall asleep either."

Nine-year-old Ying'er was still quite attached to her brother, but the blame lay with Wang Xi's constant pampering and doting, treating her like a precious treasure. Was the younger sister too innocent and naive, or was the older brother too calculating, grooming his future bride?

Tsk tsk, that family is truly a case of the upper beam being crooked and the lower beam being crooked too. The adoptive father doesn't care about ethics, and the mother from another world wholeheartedly agrees to this marriage between Chun and his child. Thinking back to that innocent and straightforward boy, he has now transformed into a teenager who only wants to possess the girl.

Sigh, his adorable Xi'er, who always clung to his leg, has finally grown up...

Wang Xi didn't understand why Gui Su sighed here and there, and just held Ying'er securely, afraid that the small stones under the blanket would hurt her.

Gui Su didn't have a fixed residence and spent most of his time sleeping outdoors. Over time, Wang Xi had gotten used to this kind of life. After all, he had often traveled with Gui Su since he was a child, and now he just had a little sister with him.

"Xi'er, do you still want to sleep?"

"No, Uncle, do you want to chat?"

Gui Su smiled and said, "I've been wanting to ask you this for a while, have you been able to control the power in your body yet?" He was referring to half of the demonic power in Wang Xi's body.

Wang Xi was full of confidence, "I've mastered eight or nine tenths of it, and I haven't had any resistance to using the techniques my father taught me."

"That's good. After all, we don't know much about the Demon City. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to control it, causing the magic to go berserk and hurt people." Gui Su stroked his chin, "But the only person you could hurt would be your mother, right? Ying'er can also use some of her dragon power."

Speaking of his sister, Wang Xi couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Uncle, I really admire you divine beasts. Even a half-dragon like Ying'er has a formidable strength within her." He had several scars on his body from being scratched by the little dragon's claws.

"Hehe, in terms of martial arts, your father's strength is second to none."

"Yes, my father is very strong." His admiration for his father had only increased since childhood.

"So, where are they planning to go this time, leaving you two with me?" Even though their children were already grown up, the couple's affection was still like that of a newlywed couple.

Wang Xi shrugged. "They said we were going somewhere far away this time. Mother originally wanted to take us along, but Father just dumped us here with you, Uncle."

"..." Does that mean he shouldn't disturb his sweet time with his wife?

Shang Jiu, you bastard, are these two your little rascals? You should take care of the children yourself after they're born! Don't always treat him like a wet nurse!

Gui Su wagged his tail irritably, stood up and looked at the two little brats. "You've traveled all over the Western Kingdom with me these past few years. If you want, I can take you to other countries."

"Is that alright? Can Uncle leave the Western Kingdom?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm not as hardworking as your father." He tapped Wang Xi's nose. "If it's on the way, we can also visit some old friends." "

Then please take us with you too."

A strange male voice came without warning. Gui Su immediately picked up Wang Xi and took a few steps back in the opposite direction. The black-haired man with the backlight holding a strangely shaped large knife stood by the big tree without taking another step forward.

"Waaah..." Ying'er rubbed her eyes, struggling in Wang Xi's arms for a while. "Brother, Ying'er is still sleepy."

"Good girl, you sleep, brother will hold you tight." He was on edge, unsure if he could protect Ying'er and if he could avoid becoming a burden to Uncle Xiaobai.

Gui Su shielded the two behind him, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed. "Boy, what realm are you from?"

The man smiled and pointed to the sky, then stated his purpose, "My master needs a mount, and I happened to pass by and saw you. Are you a tiger spirit?"

"..." Gui Su wiped his face and pushed Wang Xi out from behind him. "Xi'er, explain clearly to that tall guy over there what your Uncle Xiaobai's status is."

A tiger spirit? Someone actually said he was a tiger spirit? He wanted to see what kind of master had raised such a servile servant with such a haughty look.

"Uh... big brother, Uncle isn't a tiger spirit..." He hadn't recovered from his shock yet. First, his uncle had pushed him into a fire pit, and second, someone actually called his uncle a tiger spirit.

"Tiger spirit? Is Uncle Xiaobai a tiger spirit?" Ying'er, who had suddenly woken up, opened her eyes wide and hurriedly clung to her brother, asking, "Brother, isn't Uncle Xiaobai a white tiger? Then what is Daddy? Isn't Daddy a dragon?"

"..." Wang Xi rolled his eyes at Gui Su before turning back to explain to Ying'er carefully, "Ying'er, remember this well, Uncle is a divine beast, the White Tiger, and Daddy is also a divine beast, the Azure Dragon. We're not some kind of insignificant demon."

Now, Wang Xi was sure the man had heard him clearly, because he vaguely saw the man's expression change, and he seemed quite frightened by this fact.

However, that man was probably not an ordinary person. The aura emanating from his body was very similar to Uncle Xiaobai's, but there was also a strange sense of solemnity.

"Are you a divine beast?" The other party's tone was suspicious.

"Ugh, I hate it when people question me." Gui Su grabbed Wang Xi and Ying Er with one hand, picked up his luggage with the other, and turned to leave. "Tell your master that I have an appointment now, come back another day."

"P-Please wait!"

"Don't even think about it, next time tell your master to come see me himself, hmph."

With a leap, he disappeared into the woods.

☆, White Tiger (II)

Lately, things have been really unsettling. He just sent away the child who had been with him for over ten days yesterday, and today someone came to his door looking for him. Even his afternoon nap was woken up by someone wielding a stick.

While dodging the attack from an unknown source, Gui Su had already reverted to his original form. This was his usual style; he didn't like to show his human form in front of strangers.

A silver-haired man descended from the sky, standing steadily on an upright stick, looking at him with a face full of disdain. "Jiu Quan, are you sure it's him? He looks like a tiger no matter how you look at it."

A somewhat familiar voice came from behind the silver-haired man.

"Are you sure you didn't sense Kamui?"

Following them appeared the black-haired man from a few days ago. A woman in a green robe sat on his right shoulder; her face was delicate, slightly sickly, and her skin, as white as snow, lacked a certain youthful vibrancy. If it weren't for the faint aura of immortality emanating from her, Gui Su would have mistaken her for a… female ghost.

“Tai Chu, do not be rude.” The voice, gentle as silk, carried an unyielding authority.

“Yes.” The silver-haired man named Tai Chu quickly sheathed his weapon, somersaulted, and landed beside the woman.

‘Boy, your master?’

Jiu Quan nodded. “Yes.”

The woman lightly jumped down, her feet not touching the ground, using her magic to float before Gui Su, bowing deeply. “White Tiger God, I am deeply sorry for the rudeness of my two guardians. My name is Jing Ling.”

‘You flatter me too much, but please tell me your origins and purpose.’ This second visit suggests she truly has something to ask for.

Jing Ling sat down, kneeling to face him. "I am a Buddhist born in the realm of gods. Due to certain factors, I am unable to walk, so I am looking for a mount to help me find a cure."

Gui Su raised an eyebrow. Her reluctance to use her magic meant there was a reason she couldn't, and her choice of him as her mount suggested her legs weren't easily healed; it would likely require a powerful mount capable of surviving extreme conditions.

"Has the Medicine King examined you?" In terms of medicine, the Medicine King was the top choice in the realm of gods.

Jing Ling nodded first, then shook her head. "It's hopeless. Unless I use my magic, even the Medicine King is helpless." "

Explain yourself." He began to suspect this woman was hiding something crucial.

A flicker of hesitation crossed her calm and composed face, but she still slowly began to speak, "I am a being burdened with grave sins. Because of my cowardice, I abandoned my comrades in the great battle and fled for my life. A curse was cast upon me by pairs of hateful eyes, starting from my feet, rendering me unable to walk freely, and gradually causing me to lose my magical power."

The curse was the most difficult poison to cure.

Without warning, a tiger's paw pressed against her face, and the guardians beside her immediately drew their weapons.

"Wait," she called out, stopping the two guardians.

Gui Su half-closed his eyes, transmitting some magical power through his palm to help her stabilize her immortal body. 'You, you're missing six of your seven souls, I really don't know how you managed to survive.' No wonder she looked so much like a female ghost.

Compared to before, Jing Ling, whose body had been infused with the power of the White Tiger, felt much lighter.

"Thank you for your great kindness, Divine Lord."

He patted her head, then transformed back into a lazy tiger, wagging his tail and preparing to go back to sleep. "So you came to me to find your six souls?"

"Yes."

"The world is so vast, even with me, it would take countless years to find them all." Gui Su settled into a comfortable position, feeling his eyelids growing heavier. "I can help you search, but I think it would be more efficient to have more people help... After I wake up, I'll go find... help..."

As he spoke, Gui Su started purring like a cat, leaving the three guests staring at each other.

"Immortal Venerable, what about us..." Jiu Quan squatted down beside Jing Ling, familiarly supporting her. "Should we stay here?"

"He really is a beast. Immortal Venerable, I'll wake him up." He gritted his teeth in anger, grabbing his long staff without another word.

"It's alright, we'll camp here tonight." Jingling stared intently at Guisu. "From now on, I'll definitely need the God's help, otherwise, I'll face certain death."

"Immortal Venerable..."

Taichu and Jiuquan exchanged a glance and had no choice but to obey her command.

Little did they know, their first night camping in the wild was just the beginning.

In the middle of the night, with the moon high in the sky, Guisu was awakened by a very faint sound. It wasn't the familiar chirping of insects, but rather sounded more like a human.

Just as he was about to get up to investigate, he noticed a weight on his body. He squinted and saw that it was Jingling lying on top of him, her sweet sleeping expression telling him that he was a very comfortable pillow.

He couldn't just leave her there, but if he didn't investigate the source of the sound, he couldn't fall asleep peacefully either. This was really giving him a headache.

"...It's nothing." She

was probably awakened by his movements. Guisu guiltily returned to his original position and used his tail to cover her with a blanket.

"It's Taichu and Jiuquan, Your Majesty need not inquire." Her voice was soft and indifferent.

Gui Su was puzzled, 'Two grown men, not sleeping in the middle of the night, making such strange noises, what are they doing...' He was speechless, instantly understanding someone's common sense.

She gently stroked the fur under her face, adjusting to a more comfortable position, choosing to ignore Gui Su's surprise and astonishment.

'Does this kind of thing happen often...?' He couldn't help but shiver.

"No, they are protectors, dutifully performing their duties. Because Your Majesty is present tonight, they are taking advantage of the night to seek pleasure, and I am unharmed."

Gui Su was both amused and exasperated; this was quite a shock.

Then, Jing Leng continued to explain, afraid that he might misunderstand her two protectors. "Desire is human nature. Although Taichu and Jiuquan cannot achieve yin-yang harmony, it still stems from love. Please forgive them, Divine Lord. They have absolutely not indulged in personal feelings or neglected their duties."

'...'

He didn't blame them, only himself for his short-sightedness and inability to withstand stimulation.

☆, White Tiger (Part 3)

The next day, compared to the two guardians' radiant spirits, Gui Su's bloodshot eyes were even more puzzling, especially when he looked at the two guardians with an extremely complex expression of pity, curiosity, and shyness. An inexplicable anger burned fiercely in the person involved.

The most impatient Taichu directly cursed, "Enough! What kind of expression is that? It looks like you've seen something disgusting!"

Gui Su guiltily turned his face away, "No, you can choose to ignore me, I won't mind."

"What? Speak clearly if you have something to say, don't be so indecisive like a woman."

'This can't be explained in a few words.' How could he say such a thing in front of them!

"Do you know how infuriating you are! What's there to be afraid of saying?"

'...That's not the issue...'

Jiuquan, who had been silently observing the back-and-forth between the god and the tiger, had begun to grasp a clue. To verify his guess, he decided to boldly test it.

"Immortal Venerable, you must be tired after two days. Last night, I found a clear spring ahead. Why don't I help you cleanse yourself while the weather is still fine?" Jiuquan smiled gently.

"Cleanse myself?" Jingling looked at her clothes, assuming he wanted her to change. "Alright, thank you."

Just as Jiuquan was about to pick her up, Guisu immediately jumped forward, blocking him and Jingling.

'Stop! Haven't you heard that men and women shouldn't touch each other? Even if you're her protector, how can a man like you perform such a cleansing? Do you want to ruin her reputation?' Gui Su intervened without thinking, leaving him in a predicament, looking embarrassed and caught between a rock and a hard place. "You, you... don't go near her anymore."

"How dare I?" Jiu Quan looked enlightened, then gave him a strange laugh, "Haha... I'm sorry, I was being rude."

Gui Su gave him a strange look, but dared not leave Jing Ling's side, worried that her protector might do something too "out of line.

" "Jiu Quan, what are you laughing at?" Tai Chu couldn't understand either.

Jiuquan wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes. "Lord White Tiger, you didn't sleep well last night, did you? You talked a lot with the Immortal Venerable, didn't you? Of course, that included our affairs, right?" ' ...

'

"Heh, I'm truly sorry, Immortal Venerable and Lord, it's all Jiuquan's fault for not controlling herself. " '... ' A seductive apology graced her alluring face, making Guisu shudder. "Ah? Are you talking about last night...?" Taichu, finally realizing what was happening, blushed furiously, unsure where to begin, wanting to find a place to reflect on her actions. "It's alright, as long as Jiuquan and Taichu are happy, there's no need to worry about me." Thinking Guisu might mind, she slowly climbed up his neck, trying to gain his forgiveness. "Divine Lord, if you must blame someone, blame my indulgence. Please forgive them." Guisu sighed deeply. He was the one who should be crying, he was the one who was unilaterally provoked, so why did he end up being the bad guy? Where is justice...? He gently nuzzled her face, saying helplessly, "Don't worry, I won't do anything. Let them do what they want; I can't interfere." "Thank you for your understanding, Divine Lord." "Thank you..." Jiuquan was about to step forward to bow when Guisu stopped him. "Stop! Don't come any closer. I've received your sentiment." He took a step back, still holding Jingling in his mouth, deciding to keep his distance from the two guardians. Then he crouched down so Jingling could easily sit on him. "Get on, we're on our way." Jingling hesitated for a moment, "Does this mean I should sit on you, Divine Lord?" He glared at her, annoyed. "Otherwise, do you have any other purpose in coming to me? Isn't it just to have me as your mount? Get on. Also, do you have any leads?" " I heard that a jade resembling a soul has appeared on Zixia Mountain, but..." Taichu, with a stern face, helped Jingling up, making sure she was seated securely before letting go. Even Jiuquan couldn't help but frown. "Purple Cloud Mountain?" Gui Su pondered for a moment, finally remembering a certain deity residing there. "Oh, are you talking about Ziyi? Is the thing with him?" "Does the deity know him?" Gui Su walked slowly, traversing the rugged mountain path with unhurried ease. His steady steps prevented Jingling from feeling any sway; even without carrying him, she could easily sit atop him and enjoy the flowers and birds. This surprised Jingling somewhat. "We have some acquaintance. He really enjoys playing with the children of the Azure Dragon family. One day, an accident happened; my sister was slightly injured, and my father came to settle scores. The two of them got into a fight, and I intervened to stop it, and things ended peacefully." He spoke casually about an acquaintance's embarrassing incident. "...I've heard that the Purple-Clad Celestial is capricious and unpredictable, but in terms of martial prowess and skill, he's a rare talent in the divine realm." Gui Su wrinkled her nose. "He is indeed strange, but no matter how strange he is, with a little effort, he'll obediently listen to you. When we reach Purple Cloud Mountain, I'll teach you how to tame him." "My Lord, you're so kind." She gently stroked his fur to express her feelings. "Really?" He felt a little embarrassed by her words. "You're the first Buddha to say I'm a good person; my colleagues all think I'm a simple-minded fool." "No, my Lord is simple, but certainly not foolish. Being with you makes me feel relaxed and at ease; I...I like it." She spoke softer and softer, afraid of offending him. He froze for a moment, quickly calming his wildly beating heart. He stammered involuntarily, "To...to make the Heavenly Maiden feel at ease is...it's my honor..." What was wrong with his heartbeat? Was he possessed? ☆, White Tiger (IV) Gui Su left the two guardians on the mountainside and continued towards the summit with Jing Ling. Along the way, they were hindered by the shikigami released by the purple-robed celestial being, their ascent slowing them down repeatedly. "Really, does he not know I'm the one going up the mountain?" Gui Su slapped the shikigami with a tiger's paw. "I'm afraid not." Seeing the endless stream of shikigami descending to block their way, Jing Ling could only conclude that the purple-robed celestial being considered them uninvited guests. He sighed helplessly, "Then I'll have to force my way through." While she was still wondering how to force his way through, he began running wildly through the forest, no longer wasting time defeating the shikigami, but instead using their momentum to leap over them and rush up the mountain. Unexpectedly, just as they were about to break through the encirclement and smash down the gate of the other party's house, a violent lightning bolt struck down from the sky, missing them by mere inches and burning his beard. Gui Su stopped, but glared angrily at the person who slowly emerged from the lightning. "You've got some nerve, daring to trespass into my house." "I think you haven't figured out who I am yet." The purple-robed celestial being narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the strange duo before him. "A mere mount of a celestial maiden... a white tiger? You're a white tiger?" "Have you ever seen a tiger spirit with such high cultivation?" He vented his anger on the soil, his tone naturally unfriendly. "Enough with the nonsense, I'm here today to ask you for something." "Is this how you ask for favors?" The purple-robed celestial being stared at him in disbelief. He ignored the purple-robed celestial being's complaint. "I need the jade that resembles a soul that you found before. That thing might be the item the celestial maiden is searching for." " Jade? Oh, it's that thing." The purple-robed celestial flicked his finger, and a shikigami immediately floated over, carefully holding the pale pink jade, which faintly emitted an alluring scent. He deliberately ignored the overly sweet smell and turned to Jingling, asking, "Is that yours?" Even divine beasts that have been elevated to godhood are essentially still beasts loyal to their desires. Devouring flesh and blood, eating souls—these are their inevitable paths. After passing this hurdle, the great tribulation of purifying their souls awaits them. He had to admit that the bestial nature that had not yet been extinguished in his bones still craved the souls belonging to gods and Buddhas. "Yes." Jingling clutched her chest. Even in pain, she still longed for the return of what belonged to her. "Did you hear that? Give it to me." The purple-robed celestial frowned. "What will you give in exchange?" He wouldn't give it to her unconditionally. Jingling couldn't help but think to herself: This celestial being is indeed peculiar; his temperament is very much like that of an ordinary person. Even though the item doesn't belong to him, he's unwilling to easily let go. What could she offer in exchange? If she had known this would happen, she should have brought Taichu and Jiuquan with her up the mountain; they should have a way. "Next time I'll bring Xi'er and Ying'er to play with you." That is, provided his father doesn't know. The purple-robed celestial being was overjoyed and immediately handed over the jade, saying, "Take it, take it. Taking this won't increase your cultivation much. Don't forget your promise." Gui Su raised his chin, "A promise is a promise." "Alright, here you go." As soon as the purple-robed celestial being approached, the jade seemed to resonate with its owner, instantly flying into Jingling's chest and completely disappearing into her body. "Are you alright? Does it hurt?" Just seeing the jade seemingly piercing through her body, he wanted nothing more than to dig it out and crush it. Jing Ling let out a long sigh, and after a period of silence, finally smiled at him with relief. "Thank you for your help, Divine Lord. I feel much better now." " Is that so? That's good." He quickly turned his face away and secretly wiped his face.

The purple-robed celestial being, however, didn't miss Gui Su's rare expression. If it weren't for his thick fur, anyone would have known what was going on on his face, and might even have thought he was a shy young man.

Tsk tsk tsk, having lived for so long, this was the first time he had ever seen a divine beast whose mental age was still stuck in adolescence. What a waste of Gui Su's long life, what a waste.

"Then let's go..."

"Wait!" The purple-robed celestial being pulled hard on the tiger's tail. "You think you can just leave like that? You won't even say thank you?"

Gui Su gave him a strange look, while Jing Ling bowed politely in thanks.

"Thank you so much for your great help, Purple-Clad Celestial. I will never forget it and will repay you in the future."

"No need to thank me, I'm not trying to do you a favor..." He thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled charmingly, "By the way, are you looking for other similar precious jades?"

"Yes."

"I have a clue, I wonder if you would be willing to trade with me?"

"..." It was a mistake not to bring the protectors.

'What are you doing? I'm still here. You need my permission before you can trade or anything.'

"If it's you, then it's easy to talk. I want to double the price of what we just discussed."

Gui Su glared at the Purple-Clad Celestial who was making outrageous demands, feeling deeply that he had truly formed a terrible bond with him. He really shouldn't have saved him in the first place.

"I heard that Vermilion Bird has some too." He knew that Gui Su would definitely agree, so he went into the house, reminding him before closing the door, "I'll wait for your news, little Gui Su." '

..." Ugh, he's going to be so angry.

Jingling tilted her head and asked a trivial question, "Little Gui Su? Is that you?"

"Gui Su, that's my true name."

"Is it alright to casually reveal your true name?" Jingling felt uneasy, her tone unusually cold. "A true name is the core of life; to possess a true name is to possess that person's life. Divine Lord, this is truly inappropriate. Please think carefully before forming close relationships and exchanging true names with others."

Gui Su remained silent, quickening his pace as he descended the mountain to meet the two guardians. After briefly explaining their destination, he fell silent again. Jingling, perhaps having offended Gui Su, dared not speak easily and also fell silent.

After several days of travel, Gui Su left them outside the gates of the Vermilion Bird Palace, scaling the wall alone to enter. After

parting ways with them, Gui Su sighed heavily, transforming back into human form. Massaging his stiff shoulders, he slowly made his way towards the treasure vault containing rare and precious items.

The moment he stepped into the treasure vault, a familiar face followed him across the threshold.

"How come I didn't know you had such a wicked sense of humor?"

Gui Su didn't even turn his head, continuing to rummage through the darkness for what he was looking for, and replied sheepishly, "I'll leave once I find it. Don't bother with Chen Xing, I don't want to listen to her nagging."

"...Whose help are you doing this time?" "

The Buddha born in the divine realm."

Mo Fang stepped forward from behind him, grabbed his shoulder, and made him face him directly.

"Buddha? The compassionate Buddha would make someone as soft-hearted as you show such a sorrowful expression, as if the sky is about to fall?" Mo Fang was quite impolite and merciless; anyone who saw Gui Su like this would surely have the same reaction and feeling. "What happened? Let me help you."

Gui Su frowned, speaking with slight unease, "...I was wondering if I upset someone? I got a stern scolding."

"What did you do?" "

I said my real name...and then I got scolded."

Mo Fang was puzzled, "So what if it's your real name? Why are you bothered by it?"

He rubbed his nose, "I'm worried that I'll be disliked and act without thinking..."

"You..." Mo Fang gathered his thoughts, vaguely understanding the situation, "You, could it be...that you've fallen for that Buddha from the divine realm?"

"Huh?"

☆, White Tiger (5)

"Why were you shouting so loudly?" Mo Fang rolled her eyes at him.

"Slow down, I can't keep up..." The more he thought about it, the more something seemed off. Their conversation had only been a few sentences, how could he have come to such a conclusion?

Gui Su put down his work and began to wonder if he had underestimated Mo Fang's talent. He admitted that the kid was very good at reading people and his comprehension and reasoning abilities were also quite good. Could it be because I don't know him well enough, and therefore don't fully understand this kid?

"I haven't even said whether the other person is male or female, round or flat, and you already think I like them?" He expressed his doubts to Mo Fang.

Mo Fang kindly explained to him, "Whether they are beautiful or ugly, I don't know, but from how much you care about their thoughts, even afraid that they will dislike you... that's the only possibility I can think of. And whether they are male or female, unless you have homosexual tendencies, isn't the answer obvious?"

"Hmm."

"Am I wrong?"

"No." "

Then that's right." Mo Fang flicked her finger lightly, and several flames immediately floated in the treasure vault, illuminating the entire vault. "What are you looking for? I'll help you. Don't let the small size of this place fool you, there's quite a lot here."

Gui Su smiled brightly. "Good brother, I knew I didn't help the wrong person back then."

"Come on."

"Look, you can even control the Vermilion Bird's flames now, so bright and beautiful, just like the Morning Star."

"...What are you looking for?" Mo Fang quickly turned his head away, not wanting the overly naive person to see his current appearance.

He naturally didn't notice. "I'm looking for a soul, it should be in the form of a precious jade right now, I'm not sure if it has other forms."

Mo Fang frowned, his handsome face showing an indescribable difficulty. After a moment of silence, he pulled up the ornament hanging on his belt, two crystal-clear blue jade beads clinking together with a crisp sound.

"...Is this it?"

Gui Su's eyes widened, looking left and right, touching it again and again, and then nodding vigorously.

"As expected..." He covered his face with one hand, his face full of helplessness.

The simple-minded Gui Su was confused. "How come it's so coincidental that it's on you?"

"Because..." He took off the jade bead and handed it to him, "Liu Yue found it not long ago. She said it had a strange pulse, yet it was very pure, like something only found in the divine realm. She also said that the owner of this thing would probably come looking for it in the future, and she was worried that the other party wouldn't be able to find her if she kept it on her, so she entrusted it to me for safekeeping." "

But why do they seem to be just accessories on you?" "

...So that I can carry them with me anytime, anywhere." He said it very tactfully.

"Ah, I understand, I understand. That princess has never been kind to anyone except you." Even though she found the Heavenly Emperor's treasure, she still hammered and tinkered with it. It was a good thing she didn't melt it down.

Mo Fang really had a hard time. She really loved their princess to death... no, she's no longer theirs, she's their queen now.

Mo Fang extinguished the flames and pushed Gui Su away from the treasure vault.

"So, are you leaving now?"

"Hmm, um." He lowered his head and played with the jade bead in his hand, his hesitant and unspoken expression written all over his face.

"Gui Su." Mo Fang nudged him, giving him a reassuring smile. "Why don't you have a good talk with her? Some things aren't what they seem. If you want others to trust you, you have to trust them first. Start by opening your heart and believing in others."

Gui Su blinked.

Believe in others?

He…did he still harbor a sliver of doubt about Jingling deep down? Otherwise, he wouldn't have unconsciously avoided letting her intrude into 'their' world.

Did he not trust her…?

"Jingling!"

Jingling opened her eyes from her meditation, joyfully welcoming Guisu, who had returned just as excitedly. His robust body abruptly stopped before her, his bright eyes like those of a loyal dog awaiting its master's reward.

Seeing his happy expression, Jingling's mood improved considerably.

"Welcome back, Divine Lord."

"I found two similar ones, take a look." He wagged his tail, handing her the jade beads wrapped around them.

The moment she touched them, the two jade beads shot into her palm, disappearing instantly.

Guisu looked at her somewhat nervously, "How do you feel?"

"Much better, my legs seem to move a little more." To show her recovery, she deliberately lifted her leg; although she still couldn't stand on her own, her thighs could indeed move freely.

Since losing the ability to walk, her divine power gradually dwindled. Helpless, she could only watch herself decline, growing weaker and more frail each day. In her despair, she was rescued by two guardians, also abandoned by their master, each taking one of her hands.

From then on, the three descended to the mortal realm to search for her lost six souls. Even though she was cursed, and the two guardians, bullied for their weak cultivation, remained by her side, holding each other's hands tightly. Until they found their own paths, they had to support each other in this way.

"Where did those two boys go?" She looked left and right, but couldn't see the two guardians clinging tightly to Jingling.

Jingling smiled gently, opening her arms to embrace his broad neck. "Jiuquan and Taichu said they didn't want to always rely on the Divine Lord. For my sake, they decided to separate from me and go find the whereabouts of the soul first. Aren't they wonderful, Divine Lord... They've both moved forward."

He stretched out his tiger paw and gently stroked her back. "Then let's disappoint them and set off."

"Yes."

☆, White Tiger (VI)

After confirming that she was settled, he began to run towards the border of the Southern Kingdom. According to the news reported by the shikigami a few days ago, it seemed that someone witnessed a rain demon who had lived there for many years obtaining a precious jade, which greatly increased her cultivation. She was wantonly seducing ignorant males and absorbing their yang energy to aid her cultivation.

He ran wildly all the way, and in less than a day, he reached the border divided by the river. The thick water vapor obscured the natural appearance. In the distance, a magnificent waterfall cascaded down, and the roaring water absorbed all the subtle sounds.

Jing Ling couldn't help but exclaim, "So beautiful, so hazy." If she weren't in such a hurry, she would have loved to admire it properly.

"Is that so?" Gui Su sniffed the air intently; besides water, there seemed to be something else.

He carefully set Jing Ling down, then transformed back into human form, before quickly picking her up again, his beastly instincts heightened.

"This place is too eerie; I'm worried." He narrowed his golden eyes, surveying their surroundings.

Jing Ling's eyes widened as she carefully examined the man before her, who exuded the air of a warrior. His silver-white hair, as fluffy as his fur, and his all-black, fitted outfit—the contrast of the two colors highlighted his impressive physique and extraordinary aura.

She wanted to touch it; it looked so comfortable…

Ah, she touched it… It was so soft, so pleasant to touch.

"Jing… Jing Ling?" Why… why was she suddenly playing with his hair?

Gui Su blushed as he glanced at the Buddha who had started playing with his hair. He could clearly feel her fingers gliding through his strands, then twirling and twisting them repeatedly.

Let her play like that; after all, he was a dutiful mount and playmate.

"You two are so lovey-dovey, it's making me envious."

A sudden voice, accompanied by several sharp whistling sounds, followed by fine needles formed from water droplets, mercilessly shot towards the two.

Gui Su instantly hugged Jing Ling tightly. As the first needle grazed his cheek, his black figure leaped into the air, using the speed of his descent to spin and dodge the ensuing attacks. Before he could land, hundreds of needles attacked from all directions.

However, the needles missed their mark.

"Oh my, so fast." A woman dressed in a light blue dress slowly emerged from the forest. Her stunning appearance and graceful figure were faintly visible beneath the fabric. No wonder she had succeeded so many times—she exuded masculine energy.

The woman bent down and wiped the blood droplets from the tender grass, her smile both alluring and glamorous. "Such a beautiful red. Yu Ji has never seen such a beautiful color. I want it so badly..."

Gui Su glared at her resentfully, but the horrifying wound on her right calf was exactly what the woman wanted, and bright red blood flowed down her leg.

"My Lord, please put me down. I will harm you." Jing Ling began to struggle, but Gui Su, with a fierce expression, pinched her slender waist hard. "Ah!"

"Shut up, I won't abandon you. If you say that again, I'll get angry."

"My Lord..."

"Our relationship is so good, so good. I want a man like that too." Yu Ji raised her water sleeves, and the moisture in the air condensed into fine needles, surrounding them.

Tsk, there's no way around it. I didn't want to resort to violence.

"Die."

Just as Jing Ling was about to make his move, Gui Su actually put her down, then covered her ears with his large hands and pressed her into his arms.

Purple lightning struck straight down, the deafening roar causing a commotion in the forest and making her ears ache.

"Aaaaaah!"

Suddenly, Jing Ling shuddered, feeling the pulse of his soul resonating from Yu Ji's body.

She hurriedly told him to stop attacking, "My Lord, my Lord, she has my soul inside her!"

"What?" He frowned, and had no choice but to withdraw his divine power.

At this moment, Yu Ji, having suffered an overwhelming lightning strike, lay groaning on the grass, writhing in agony, utterly exhausted and without the strength to even flee.

Driven by her Buddhist nature, she couldn't bear to see her suffer, yet was powerless to help. She could only plead with Gui Su for her life. "My Lord, could you…?"

But Gui Su coldly interrupted her, "I am not a Buddha; my compassion… is lacking."

Left behind, she couldn't see Gui Su's expression as he turned away, but she could clearly feel the murderous aura emanating from him.

She panicked. She wanted to grab his robes, to stop his hands from being stained with blood, but her feet were rooted to the spot. She could only watch helplessly as he stepped forward, and when his right hand transformed into a sharp claw, she panicked even more.

"No...no...you're not that kind of person, you're not!"

Gui Su truly couldn't comprehend the thoughts and compassion of the 'Buddha.' How could he harbor such a woman's heart when faced with someone who would stop at nothing to kill him? He had survived a life-or-death ordeal to reach the level of a divine beast; killing was for survival.

"Ugh, ahh..."

"Spit out the soul that doesn't belong to you, and I'll let you die more easily."

Yu Ji's lifeless eyes flickered, and she said weakly, "...Take it yourself..."

"..." His eyes darkened, realizing she couldn't pull any tricks, so he lowered his guard and reached his left hand directly into her chest, using divine power to explore the depths of her soul.

It was easy to find, because within a murky expanse of demonic energy, two pure, cool currents flowed through his palm.

"...I hate it...even in death, you still have...you soft-hearted man...accompany me to the underworld!"

Yu Ji cried out hoarsely, as if struggling with her last breath.

Gui Su's eyes widened, and he withdrew his left hand in time.

"...Huh?" Jing Ling stiffly turned her head to look to the side, her soul flying with something and landing near her.

In that instant, she wished it was a joke played on her by heaven, and a tear silently slid down her cheek.

"Gui Su!"

Landing on the grass, guarding her important soul, that arm that belonged to Gui Su...

☆, White Tiger (Seven)

No...

Jing Ling clutched her chest tightly, her face wet with tears every day, always haunted by a vivid red dream. Every day she was awakened by nightmares, she spent her time by Gui Su's bedside, watching him get feverish from his wounds, and his painful ramblings in his sleep, while she could only silently endure the tearing pain in her heart.

Gui Su's life depended entirely on her meager magical power. Exhausted, she didn't even have the strength to return to the divine realm for help, and could only pray that her protectors would hear her voice.

That day, she awoke from another nightmare.

"...You...why are you crying?"

A familiar voice came, and Jing Ling froze. She had waited so long, so long, and now that her wish had finally come true, it all felt so unreal.

Gui Su struggled to sit up, finally clearing his groggy head and making him acutely aware of the emptiness in his left hand. The first thing he did was to pull the Buddha into his arms.

"Heave-ho." With one hand, he scooped Jing Ling up, easily lifting her onto his lap, his face pressed against the top of her head. "What's wrong? Is your soul making you uncomfortable?"

The familiar warmth, the familiar scent... Jing Ling's tears finally overflowed, and she nestled tightly against him.

"My Lord, thank goodness, you're alright. I was worried you'd remain in a deep sleep forever, and then…" What would she do then?

He wiped away her tears, comforting her with a mixture of helplessness and amusement, "I'm perfectly fine, aren't I? I only lost an arm, but the Medicine King can fix it." He said this without even knowing if his severed limb had rotted.

"My Lord…"

"You've had a hard time these past few days. Let's go back to the Divine Realm." He secretly pecked Jingling's fair cheek.

Her eyes widened in shock, almost falling off the bed. The quick-witted culprit caught her, delighted to see her blush.

He… he actually kissed her cheek! No one had ever dared… dared to get close to her before.

"Why...why did you...take liberties with me?"

"That wasn't taking liberties." He seemed to be protesting, puffing out his cheeks angrily. "It's because I like you, I think you're cute, so I kissed you. It wasn't taking liberties...it wasn't."

Jing Ling blinked, unsure if Gui Su had lost his mind, or if she, whose whole body was burning up because of him, had caught the fever.

Like?

She didn't quite understand, but did this frantic heartbeat mean anything?

"I'm going to take a shower, I'll be right back."

"Okay." Jing Ling was still in a daze, replying haphazardly.

Gui Su patted her head and walked out of the abandoned cabin they had found on the spot. Only after stepping outside did he realize that they were still on the border between the two countries, and the place where they had been attacked might not be far away, as this was also a dwelling near a lake.

When he was sure that Jing Ling hadn't followed him out, his dragging steps faltered, and he almost fell into the lake. He squatted down on the shore, burying his face in his knees.

"Ah, how embarrassing... How could I say something like that?" He touched his burning cheeks, recalling the kiss just now, and couldn't help but laugh. "If only she felt the same way about me."

He could take his time, slowly cultivate feelings with her, at least he could believe that he held some weight in her heart. Whether it was exploitation or trust, it didn't matter to him. Right now, he was willing to stay by her side. He wasn't a greedy person and wouldn't expect the other person to reciprocate with equal affection.

But he was 'wild,' and even more so, he craved the desire to return to his nature.

He always remembered his initial precognitive dream, hazy and indistinct, unable to see figures or hear voices. But when he was delirious from his illness, he kept replaying the same dream, the same enchanting spring scenery, sharing lovemaking, and hearing that sweet voice he couldn't forget, calling him with respectful titles and his real name, every moment filled with the sweet pleasure of joy, and also with a vague pain.

"Sigh, I can't think about it anymore, or the consequences will be unimaginable." He smiled bitterly to himself. The coldness of the lake water seemed unable to extinguish the burning desire within him.

After about half an hour of this, he finally felt refreshed, and carrying Jingling, who had also regained her composure, he prepared to return to the God Realm.

"Should I inform your guardian?"

"Yes, I was worried they wouldn't be able to find them, after all, I've already called for them."

He flicked his finger lightly, and two white shadows immediately flew out from his palm, heading straight in the same direction.

"It seems they should be together." However, it would be strange if they were separated.

Jingling finally breathed a sigh of relief. She had been so careful in protecting her Taichu and Jiuquan, afraid that she would exhaust those two pitiful children.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

Flowers and plants flourished around the Medicine King's residence. The spacious courtyard was filled with all sorts of medicinal herbs and rare animals with therapeutic properties—those that flew in the sky, crawled on the ground, and swam in the water—you name it, they had it. Of course, you had to get the master's permission first.

The Medicine King, with his white temples, widened his eyes, suppressing the urge to throw the pestle and mortar in his hand. He fiercely ordered his disciple to invite the visitor in.

"Your veins are bulging, Medicine King." Gui Su hadn't missed the Medicine King's furious expression.

"Who have I offended? A dignified divine beast of the imperial court, coming to my door with a severed arm? Are you asking the Heavenly Emperor to send heavenly soldiers and generals to avenge you?" The Medicine King then looked at Jing Ling, who was sitting steadily on his arm. "Even you have come. Do you think my hair isn't white enough?" Jing

Ling quickly explained, "My Lord Medicine King, I came with the Divine Lord. I didn't mean to bother you. I've recovered eighty percent."

The Medicine King raised an eyebrow. "Oh? That's good. That's a good sign."

"Master Medicine, don't scold her. I'm the one who needs to see you."

"You brat, you can't bear to part with

her? You'd better not tell me you're just a little kid experiencing first love." Gui Su blushed and readily admitted, "I do like Jing Ling. Of course I can't bear to part with her since you scolded her for no reason. If you want to scold someone, scold me instead."

Not only was Jing Ling embarrassed and covered her face with her hands, but even the Medicine King was stunned for several seconds, and his disciple spilled medicine all over the ground.

"What are you doing?" He was very dissatisfied with everyone's reaction and simply changed the subject, "Master Medicine, can you restore my left hand?"

The Medicine King immediately came to his senses, "If the hand is there, it's easy to say, it's just a matter of stitching it up. If it's gone, it will take more time and treatment."

Without thinking, he said, "It's probably gone. How long will I have to stay here?"

"..." Who will find his severed limb?

"I'm so sorry, Divine Lord, I should have picked up... taken back your hand." Jing Ling was full of apology, knowing that this alone was not enough to make up for what Gui Su had lost.

He smiled back at her, "It's alright, it's just a piece of meat. I'll figure something out."

"..." Did she think he, the Medicine King, was a god? ...No, he was definitely a god.

The Medicine King's disciple seemed to hear the sound of his master's veins bulging.

The Medicine King suppressed his urge to kill again, waving his hand to shoo the man away, "Boy, go wander around somewhere else, I have something to talk to her about."

"Can't I stay?"

"Do you understand women's matters?"

"No." "

Then get lost." The Medicine King gave his disciple a look, signaling him to help the man over.

Gui Su, preparing to leave, anxiously warned, "Medicine King, I won't give you even a single hair of hers as medicine. You'd better not touch her."

The Medicine King finally threw the pestle and mortar, but it hit the closed door.

"Lord Medicine King, please calm down."

"Sigh...you just had to follow that brat." He sighed deeply, turned around and continued with his work. "How much of your soul is missing?"

Jingling answered truthfully, "One more."

"Do you know where it is?"

"...Yes."

The Medicine King glanced at her and said kindly, "That's good. Once you collect them all, the curse will be lifted. If that brat is also here, it will be like adding wings to a tiger."

She was puzzled, "The Divine Lord?"

"Yes, their imperial beasts each have unique abilities. The Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise control the power of life and death, while the White Tiger and Azure Dragon wield the power of Yin and Yang. Your curse barely falls into the Yin category. The reason you recovered so quickly, that brat must have helped a little, right?"

She nodded. No wonder she felt so comfortable and relaxed back then.

"Having someone to keep you company is a way of giving your past companions some closure. You've been lonely for long enough; you must learn to forget, to free yourself from your sins."

"...My lord..."

"If you can't forget the past, it will cause that boy invisible harm. He truly wanted to cherish and protect you."

Jing Ling pursed her lips and murmured, "...May I?"

"Why not? We are gods; we don't have time to dwell on people and things we've lost." The Medicine King helped her to a bookshelf. "I have to go now. You should read some books; there are many you haven't read before." "

...Thank you, Great...Master." Jing Ling bowed deeply, just like she had long ago.

"Silly disciple."

Jing Ling smiled faintly, looking at the familiar bookshelf. Her slender fingers traced the titles of books she had seen before, browsing for a while before stopping at a book without a title.

"This is...?"

She carefully flipped through the pages after taking it down, and only then did she realize why the book had no title.

She glanced at the busy Medicine King and his disciples in the room and decided to finish reading the book in one go—for the sake of the important person in her heart.

☆, White Tiger (8) - h

But she hadn't expected that things would develop like this.

Without warning, she was thrown into an unused medicinal pool by the Medicine King, her clothes were stripped off, and their reunion was presented in this way.

Gui Su was speechless, not knowing where to retreat to, and afraid of being seen as a beast if he went forward. He was in a dilemma and felt very embarrassed. On the contrary, Jing Ling did not have the shyness of a typical woman, nor did she scream or cover herself with her hands. Compared to him, she was obviously much calmer.

"My Lord, you don't need to pay attention to me. This medicinal pool is good for you."

"I, I know." Gui Su scratched his head, and at that moment he had no desire to continue soaking in the medicinal pool.

Bathing with a beauty, it would be a lie to say there wasn't a strange stirring or budding feeling in one's heart. Even divine beasts aren't saints; faced with such an alluring sight, a true battle of wits ensued between reason and desire.

"Divine Lord?" Jing Ling slowly swam forward, scooping up some medicine and pouring it on his left shoulder. "You can't do it like this; the affected area must be soaked in water."

He quickly took a step back. "I can do it myself. You… just stay here."

Damn it, who is this naive little girl trying to kill? Strictly speaking, he was a male beast; how could she be so unguarded?

She wanted to speak but then pursed her lips, pressing her hand against her pounding heart, which was beating faster and more violently than usual.

Before meeting the White Tiger Divine Lord, she always went in and out with Tai Chu and Jiu Quan. Perhaps in the eyes of others, it was because of her indulgence that they acted so recklessly towards their master, even so arrogantly that they frequently violated the divine precepts in front of her.

Because no matter what, she couldn't escape the Heavenly Emperor's eyes, even that time...

During that journey amidst the avalanche, they found a cave in the midst of danger, lit a fire, and took off their soaked clothes. After they helped her rest, a long time passed, and she vaguely heard very faint sounds—the voices of Taichu and Jiuquan, very suppressed and painful. She

secretly glanced over and saw their intertwined figures. The strong, unfamiliar scent gave her a strange feeling. She understood what it meant, but she deceived herself into believing she couldn't understand; it was a taboo she, as a Buddha, couldn't touch. However, after experiencing the pain of almost losing Guisu, she decided to liberate herself and fall into depravity.

Because he was within reach, turning back to wait for her.

Guisu was startled. "Huh?"

He stiffly lowered his head, staring at those snow-white arms that wrapped around his waist from behind. The soft body pressed against his back, sending shivers and warmth through the skin-to-skin contact.

"Jing..."

"Wait for me."

He patted the back of her hand and said irritably, "I'm here, I'm not going anywhere, I'll wait for you here."

"Mmm." She rubbed against his broad back, still feeling the warmth of the past.

"...Mmm..." Stimulated, he finally couldn't help but let out a sound.

Jing Ling blinked and poked her little head out, "God, do you have desire for me?"

The question was so innocent and romantic that he felt like a dirty beast. Looking down into those bright eyes, he could only force himself to squeeze out a word out of shame.

"Yes..."

Hearing this answer, Gui Su thought Jing Ling would scold him for being lewd, but unexpectedly, she showed him a rare shy expression and smiled foolishly.

"That's great."

"Great what... Ugh!" Before she could finish speaking, she instantly grabbed his little hand that was touching his desire hidden in the water.

Ha... Just being touched once sent a tingling sensation like being struck by lightning, a tingling sensation that was addictive.

He rebuked her for accidentally triggering a landmine, "What are you doing? Stop... coming here with your hand! Ah!" He forgot he only had one hand, while she had two.

"If the Divine Lord has desire for me, then I have desire too. We are equal, isn't that delightful?"

"Ugh!"

Delightful! More than delightful, it was so sweet it made his teeth ache, so numb it drove him mad.

Jing Ling gently stroked the inside of his thighs while rubbing the hardness in her palms, her two soft mounds on his back sliding and pressing against him from time to time. Her clumsy techniques sometimes hurt him, but they always gradually melted away his consciousness, making him slowly sink into it. In desperation, he could only reach out and hold onto the edge of the medicinal pool to prevent his legs from giving way and falling into the water.

"Haa... Ugh."

That shameful sound came from him? Her face was burning.

Even now, her voice sounded so lewd.

"Please, my lord, do not despise me. This is my first attempt, and I am not yet skilled." She couldn't help but feel her heart pounding wildly, panting and agitated along with him.

"No, don't stop."

"Then... perhaps my lord will like 'this'." She withdrew one hand, heading towards a place even Gui Su himself had not anticipated. She followed his firm buttocks, unhesitatingly probing into the well-hidden depths, feeling the warmth inside even amidst the cold medicine.

"Ah!" Gui Su was so frightened that he clamped his legs together, along with her hand. "Girl, where did you learn that? Why are you touching there when you can touch other places!"

Only then did she obediently tell the truth, "I saw it in an erotic book."

"What?"

"I just presented it in a different way, please don't be offended, my lord." She innocently called out to him, "My lord, don't you like it?"

Gui Su glared at her, but in the end, he still lost to desire, half-giving up and loosening his legs, letting her alluring service him as she launched her attack on his lower body.

Delicate fingertips gently glided over the unfamiliar area, instinctively wanting to withdraw, but under the unfamiliar sensation he had never experienced before, he still curiously stepped forward to meet her, reclaiming her slender jade hand, gradually becoming greedy for this intimacy, wanting to go deeper, deeper...

"Ah!" At the same time, Gui Su screamed, and Jing Ling cried out in surprise.

She seemed to have felt a warm current passing through her fingers, and wanted to withdraw her hand to find out what was going on, but he beat her to it, pulling her hand and washing it again and again in the water.

"My Lord, that was...?"

He replied with some regret, "It was an accident, it won't happen again later."

Jingling was somewhat bewildered. The desire that had lingered in her hand just moments before was still burning, but now there was an indescribable sense of loss. She craved more, more... desire.

"Hey, don't stop yet." He turned his face and leaned in to kiss her red lips.

The sweet fragrance lured him to awaken her sleeping little tongue, teasing it little by little. Her disordered breathing accelerated the intertwining of their tongues, and a smear of saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth. They pulled away and then pressed tightly together again, just to catch their breath so they could continue their passionate kiss.

A large hand silently reached out, stroking Jingling's budding beauty with the flow of water.

Her delicate brows furrowed, and the sound she made from being stimulated was swallowed by his kiss. At this moment, she finally understood what he had just experienced.

His calloused hand gently slipped into her already moist flower path. The beautiful, soft petals trembled, trying to accept his arrival, as if holding his fingers. His thumb, on the outside, slowly pressed against the clitoris at its tip, small and slippery, dancing with his caresses; his fingers, on the inside, enjoyed the passionate embrace, the warm current nourishing the flower path, his fingertips lingering carefully over every inch, as if wanting to imprint it in his heart.

"Ah, ahh." Jing Ling, still a virgin, couldn't withstand the intense stimulation and had already collapsed into his arms, only able to rely on the buoyancy of the water and his hand to support her weight.

Gui Su's eyes were filled with her coquettishness born of desire. Unable to suppress the turmoil in his heart, he gently bit her earlobe, then down her cheek, chin, and all the way to her fair neck, before forcefully kissing her, leaving behind a domineering pale red hickey.

"From now on, you are mine, and no one else is allowed to touch you."

She smiled sweetly, "Okay."

"...Hold my neck."

"Yes..."

After making sure she was holding on tightly, he lifted her left leg, revealing her rosy flower. He lowered his golden eyes, suppressing his racing heartbeat, and trembling slightly, placed his erect penis into the center of her flower, accepting her wholeheartedly, sharing the magnificent moment of blossoming.

What greeted him was the song of 'red'.

Jingling couldn't bear the intense pain below, trembling incessantly, yet she clung to him tightly. The dripping blood disappeared into the medicine.

"Does it hurt?" His voice was so hoarse, his heart aching for her but choosing to ignore it. He was now almost consumed by desire, wanting only to possess her and fill her completely.

She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes, "As long as it's the Divine Lord, even if it hurts, I am willing to accept everything."

"...Jingling..." His beloved.

As his last shred of reason snapped, his domineering and forceful nature had already penetrated to the deepest level, binding them tightly together. He spoke his lover's words in the way his lover would, a wildness tinged with tenderness, a domineering yet uniquely gentle nature, sketching out the sweetest love like a poem or a painting.

Wisps of white smoke rose, the chaotic lapping of the water, the surging waves, and soft, delicate moans echoed and swirled, filling the air with the fragrance of the grass by the pond, faintly emanating an alluring and intoxicating joy, as a series of lewd and mesmerizing acts of lovemaking unfolded.

On the cold floor, their intertwined figures never ceased their passion.

Jingling's first time lasted a long time. After several moments of infatuation and intoxication, she barely managed to come to her senses from his overly forceful thrusts. She cupped his face in her hands and softly asked, "What's wrong, Gui Su?"

He stopped, pulling her hands to his cheek, his expression filled with unease and apology. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"

"No, what are you thinking?" She propped herself up and hugged him tightly. "Don't worry, I won't go anywhere. You are my home." "

...Even if I find the last soul fragment?"

"If that makes you uneasy, I'd rather abandon it."

Even if it were inside Gui Su's body, she would resolutely choose to ignore it, her eyes only seeing the one she loved.

"True love?"

She smiled faintly. "I've entrusted my life to you, and you still doubt my sincerity?"

"...Yes." He smiled brightly, revealing his small canine teeth. "I love you the most."

Years later.

A pair of almost identical twins entered their home's hall hand in hand. Upon seeing their guests, they immediately bowed deeply.

They said in unison, "Hello, Brother Taichu, Brother Jiuquan." Then they turned to the other guests, "Brother Wangxi, Sister Ying'er."

Ying'er, supporting her large pregnant belly, patted their heads, "Long time no see, you've both grown up."

"Woman, you'd better watch out for those two little devils, they're so mischievous, don't let them fall," Taichu said, glaring at the twins who always caused him trouble.

"Stop saying such unlucky things," Wangxi retorted, carefully supporting his wife.

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Those two tigers are a bit mischievous, but they are someone's children after all," Jiuquan couldn't help but tease.

"Are you pretending I'm not here?" Gui Su

rubbed his forehead, still holding a sleeping baby in his arms. "I'm not here for anything else, just to help me take care of the children, for just two days." Jiu Quan frowned. "Divine Lord, the Immortal Venerable's soul has been searched for for many years, but there's still no trace of the last fragment. If this continues, will the Immortal Venerable ever recover?"

He smiled faintly, handing the baby to Wang Xi.

"Daddy?" The twins looked up, their tiny hands clutching their father's clothes.

"Mother will be alright. Daddy will go and bring her back. You two must be good, okay?" Gui Su hugged the children and then stepped out the door.

Gui Su clutched his chest, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes.

Yes, Jingling will be alright. Even if her last soul resides within him, as long as he's by her side, he will forever protect her and love her deeply.

Even if it means imprisoning her with his soul, he won't let her leave his side.

"Gui Su, you've arrived." Jingling greeted Gui Su, who had come to the divine realm, with a beaming smile.

He hugged his beloved wife tightly. "What did Master Yao say?"

"It's the baby."

His eyes lit up, and he kissed her repeatedly. "That's wonderful! They must be so happy."

"Yes, as long as you're here, I feel it's all worth it. I'm so happy."

"Me too."

The two held hands and returned together to the place where their families belonged.

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