The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 798 - 442
She didn’t know when Changtian ended the kiss. When Ning Xiaoxian opened her eyes, she happened to hear him talking to the Demon Eye, apparently only the sound was turned on. It was then she remembered that her Demon Eye was lent to He Sect Leader. His deep and magnetic voice was still as cold as the icy wind on the Snow Mountain, yet his hands remained as unruly as ever, misbehaving on her body while discussing serious matters.
She turned over intending to jump off the stone bed, but when she turned her back to him, he suddenly reached out to hold her slender waist, pulling her back and locking her delicate body firmly in his embrace, then continued teasing her. It seemed this position was more convenient for him to be mischievous.
She was so angry she turned her head intending to scold him, but Changtian placed a finger on his own lips, making a "shh" gesture, still chatting with Elder He. His brows were slightly furrowed, his expression somewhat stern, looking just as intimidating as the usual Evil God. But Ning Xiaoxian felt this person must have severe personality fragmentation, his face was businesslike, yet his palm kneaded her like dough repeatedly.
With such skills, if he gets out of the God Demon Prison one day and opens a noodle shop in the Mortal World, the crowds of people would keep coming. She was thinking wildly, yet her body couldn’t resist his teasing, she had to bite her lip and cover her mouth!
Heavens, he’s still talking to He Sect Leader!
No matter how much she tried to endure, she inevitably made a sound, like a kitten mewling. The rambling Elder He seemed to hear her voice, paused for a moment, then continued his report, only accelerating his speech significantly, sounding absolutely like he was trying to cover up!
She was utterly embarrassed, what should she do the next time she sees He Sect Leader? Ning Xiaoxian was momentarily dazed, then began to struggle vigorously, trying to leap off the stone bed and flee into the house, covering herself with a blanket to nurse her shattered dignity.
But Changtian didn’t allow it, his long leg hooked over, heavily pinning her waist, capturing her like a cat catches a mouse, pulling her back into his embrace.
His hands were truly nimble, this time, being "cared for" wasn’t limited to just her chest.
That bewitching feeling reappeared. She bit her lip desperately, with only one thought rolling back and forth in her mind: when would his call with He Sect Leader end? Why was that old man still rambling, sure enough, old people talk a lot, just like old trees have many roots!
She hated them both!
It was unknown how much time passed. It felt like an eternity when Changtian finally withdrew his hand. She heard him say, "Let’s leave it at that," then he turned off the Demon Eye, soothingly stroking her face. She, plagued both in Heaven and Hell, finally let out a long breath, collapsing onto the bed.
"Will Elder He truly listen to what we say?" Actually, by now she should be addressing him as He Sect Leader.
This old He, although forced to recognize Changtian as his master, was still a God kept in the God Demon Prison unable to come out, and Ning Xiaoxian couldn’t possibly keep an eye on him all the time. His self-actions had a lot of latitude. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Moreover, Ning Xiaoxian was after all just an orphan, even with Tu Jin and Chongming Bird’s assistance, appearing weak and powerless in front of a powerful sect like the Hidden Stream. It seemed not very difficult for Elder He to follow the Dao but go against the orders.
To live to his age and become so shrewd, how could he not understand that although he swore a Blood Oath, there were still countless ways to be passive and not comply with the Imperial Decree.
"Are you afraid he’ll destroy the bridge after crossing?"
She quickly nodded, indeed Changtian’s wording was precise.
Changtian shook his head, his jade-like face initially tinted with a thin blush due to secret emotions, but it quickly returned to calmness when discussing serious matters, even his breathing gradually evened out:
"Elder He is a smart guy." His voice carried a subtle hoarseness, deep and pleasant, "By his nature, he is not one to shoulder everything alone. The Hidden Stream is vast and well-established, and Jiu Mo’s factions are widespread, he will need considerable effort to clear them, and will still have to leverage us. Besides, having just ascended to the position, he has countless things to manage, hardly the time to confront us head-on."
At this point, he paused: "He knows of my existence, and if he doesn’t kill you, it means he acknowledges my unshakable status."
Having established the Hidden Stream by his own hand, if Changtian emerges, his influence on this Demon Sect would be unmatched. He Sect Leader, having foresight, likely saw this point and thus is willing to recognize him as master.
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