Rebirth As A Human Cauldron Chapter 14

Warning: Mature Content

Chapter 14

Outside the mountain cave, thunder roared, causing the earth to tremble.

Qin Duan felt his breath becoming somewhat difficult. Squinting, he sensed the warmth of the person’s body, along with the faint scent of blood and bodily fluids mixed in the air, a peculiar sweetness lingering.

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His face suddenly felt wet and hot, which startled Qin Duan. He thought it was sweat until the liquid flowed into their joined lips, and a pungent sweetness spread.

Was he injured somewhere? He reached out to touch the other person’s face and coincidentally, lightning flashed outside the cave, revealing the red liquid slowly trickling from the unfocused eyes.

Wen Yushu held his hand and gently pressed it against his face, letting the liquid smear his palm.

“Don’t be afraid, it’s tears.” Qin Duan faintly heard his voice amidst the deafening thunder, “I’m just too happy… Even if this is a dream, I…”

His voice trailed off with a sob, and Wen Yushu paused for a moment, “If this is a dream, I hope to die in this dream.”

Qin Duan furrowed his brows and lightly patted his face, “Don’t say that.”

Wen Yushu sobbed a few times, leaning over and lying on top of the other party, his slender fingers caressing the smooth thighs.

Starting from the most sensitive part near the thigh, he slowly traced the curves of the muscles downwards, lingering on the tense calf.

Wen Yushu kneaded the calf, reluctant to let go, and then lowered his head, biting not too lightly nor too heavily.

Qin Duan took a deep breath, feeling his face burning hot when he realized that this person had already guessed his identity. The organ in his chest seemed as if it wanted to leap out. He couldn’t help but close his eyes, afraid to look again.

Outside the mountain cave, the sound of thunder seemed to fade away, leaving only the heavy breathing of the two within the spacious cavern.

Wen Yushu was licking and teasing the skin of Qin Duan’s calf, his teeth sinking into the taut muscles, gently pulling a small piece of flesh and sucking on it, leaving behind a bruise.

As Wen Yushu grasped his ankles, Qin Duan instinctively twitched, and he felt his toes enveloped by a warm and moist sensation. Wen Yushu’s tongue slid across the sole of his foot, while his soft lips moved over the skin, kissing the prominent veins beneath the thin layer of skin.

Unintentionally, Qin Duan let out a moan, mostly due to embarrassment, and he stuttered in refusal, but Wen Yushu paid no heed. He lightly nibbled on the soft flesh of Qin Duan’s toes, then took them into his mouth, moistening them with saliva.

Wen Yushu raised Qin Duan’s leg and started kissing from the top to the bottom, the scorching lips and tongue searing sensitive skin, gliding over the ankle and calf before reaching the trembling thighs.

Moist and warm gasps splashed on the sensitive area between his legs, causing Qin Duan’s body to tense up. Before he could react, he felt something gently… licked back there.

Almost springing up from the ground, his waist arched into a graceful curve, Qin Duan frantically grabbed Wen Yushu’s hair, pulling it hard enough to break a few strands.

“Don’t… dirty… ah…” he managed to say amidst the embarrassment.

Ignoring the resistance, Wen Yushu spread apart his protruding buttocks, skillfully brushing over the folds of his entrance, the tremendous pleasure causing it to contract continuously. He bit the soft flesh of the buttock and lowered his head again, thrusting slowly into the scalding interior, mimicking the act of intercourse with gentle thrusts.

After just a few movements, that place became soft and accommodating, as the eager insides wriggled frantically, as if trying everything to hold on to the invader.

It was almost driving Qin Duan insane, his curled toes flailing in the air, but they were tightly clamped down by Wen Yushu.

Wen Yushu spread open his thighs, forcing that shameful part to be exposed to the air, and his tongue intensified its teasing on the sensitive inner walls, circling around the entrance, occasionally prodding inward with the saliva-moistened finger. The rear entrance was now soft and tender, gently contracting with each breath, no longer resembling its previous state of hunger and thirst.

Qin Duan was panting heavily, and droplets of fluid began to seep out from his tip, gradually dripping onto his lower abdomen. Wen Yushu wiped it away with his fingers, pushing it into the moist cavity.

His finger was longer than his tongue, almost effortlessly reaching the spot that had never been touched before. A few thrusts stimulated the tender intestinal walls, pulling them to one side as a cool breeze rushed in, causing Qin Duan’s whole body to tremble. He reached out and grabbed Wen Yushu’s neck, whispering softly, “Come inside…”

Wen Yushu’s lower body had long hardened to the extreme, but he resisted for now, a thin layer of sweat appearing on his forehead. He kissed the flushed corner of Qin Duan’s eye before inserting another finger into that place.

The other person trembled more intensely, the muscles tensing up, and consequently, the rear entrance clamped down, tightly suctioning the foreign object. Wen Yushu’s fingers recklessly probed inside, stirring up a lewd sound, and the secretions from Qin Duan’s insides overflowed with his movements, sticking together at the entrance, becoming obscenely explicit.

“Damn it…” Qin Duan cursed, unable to bear it any longer as he grabbed the person’s long hair, “Haven’t you licked enough?…”

He gasped a few times, his voice carrying a hoarse tone of desire, and faint, indiscernible weeping.

“I want you to come inside… come in, f**k me.”

Wen Yushu’s breath hitched.

In the next second, the finger that was stirring in the rear entrance retreated, and after a few contractions of emptiness, it was quickly replaced by another object—

The thick genitals effortlessly pushed through the completely soft intestinal walls, penetrating into the tight interior, reaching the deepest and most sensitive point.

The body, soaked in l*st for too long, couldn’t withstand any stimulation. Qin Duan almost immediately climaxed, his c*ck convulsing and ejaculating white fluid, some even splashed onto Wen Yushu’s chin, incredibly lewd.

The climax at the front tightly squeezed the rear entrance, the wriggling inside sucking on the other’s p*nis, as if yearning to swallow it whole and fully incorporate it within.

Wen Yushu quietly sucked in a breath, supporting the other’s convulsing waist, thrusting deeply, and his lower abdomen’s pubic hair rubbing against the folds of the entrance, causing that area to contract continuously, secreting intestinal fluid along the crevice, glistening with moisture.

Qin Duan was still lingering in the afterglow of cl*max, vaguely feeling his lower body being lifted, and as a result, the object buried inside went even deeper. It seemed like even his lower abdomen slightly bulged, creating an illusion… as if it reached his stomach.

This illusion frightened Qin Duan, and it made his heart rate quicken, his chest covered in sweat, the rock-hard n*pples brushing against the other’s clothes, itchy, as if the itch reached into his bones.

He trembled and instinctively wrapped his arms around Wen Yushu’s neck, emitting a low, husky moan.

Wen Yushu kissed his eye corner—maybe he intended to kiss his lips, Qin Duan thought, and took the initiative to meet him.

At the same time, the deeply buried g*nitals inside him started thrusting, first withdrawing slightly, causing the lewd intestines to wriggle and try to retain it, then forcefully plunging back in, with such strength that it seemed like it might break him. Qin Duan whimpered and groaned twice, the unvoiced moans gently swallowed by the other, turning into the sound of lips and teeth overlapping.

It felt like all the blood in his body gathered in his lower body, his brain blank, and only the sensation of being constantly ravished down there became increasingly vivid. It was Wen Yushu’s… the childhood friend who had grown up with him, but now they were joined in this way, it’s just…

Another forceful thrust, and Qin Duan’s body was pushed up, sliding out a section. He screamed, sweat continuously entering his eyes, flowing down like tears.

So pleasurable… too…

He wanted… he wanted more…

Lewd thoughts kept jumping out of his mind. Qin Duan knew it was the instinct of this body. It felt like lava flowing in his veins—hot, yet warm.

As if he was truly alive.

“Yushu…” He strained his hoarse voice, calling out the other’s name, but it quickly turned incoherent due to being pounded.

Wen Yushu folded his legs against his chest and repeatedly kissed the person’s face. “…I’m here.”

He called him by his usual name, but it was drowned out by the rumble of thunder outside. Yet, Qin Duan still heard it. He frantically shook his head, his legs trembling violently. The rear entrance, stretched open by the thrusts, clamped down tightly on the other’s p*nis, and he yelled, “It’s not…”

The thunder was a warning.

In his hazy consciousness, only this line of words was repeatedly magnified. Qin Duan blinked hard, trying to squeeze out the water in his eyes.

He couldn’t see Wen Yushu’s face clearly anymore.

As if sensing something, Wen Yushu lowered his head and licked away the teardrops at the corner of Qin Duan’s eyes. “I know.”

His voice was soft, with an almost imperceptible tremor, yet it seemed tender to the bone.

Qin Duan had already been pounded into a puddle of water, clinging to the other, and kept saying, “I’m not,” with a hoarse voice but clear words.

The heavenly dao secret’s must not be revealed—he didn’t want to harm Wen Yushu because of this.

They had missed each other once.

Wen Yushu gently bit the raised neck of the person below him, responding repeatedly.

He said “I know,” he said “I understand,” but he never said “You’re not.”

He knew what he had missed, and under no circumstances did he want to miss it again.

So he became even more ruthless, his hips thrusting harder, the sound of flesh colliding mixed with the splashing sound of their union, the g*nitals pulled out and thrust back in, causing the other’s abdomen to spasm, toes curling like little cats, forming a beautiful arch.

The er*tic fluids continued to ooze out, forming tiny white bubbles with each thrust, smearing obscenely around the swollen entrance. Wen Yushu reached out, his slightly cool fingertips kneading the slightly protruding flesh. Qin Duan was stimulated to the point where his eyes rolled back, unable to close his mouth, and saliva mixed with tears trickled down his face, smeared by sweat.

During the climax, he almost completely collapsed. His body twitched abnormally, and his s*men dribbled out from the small hole on top, wetting his lower abdomen.

With the contractions of his insides, Wen Yushu thrust deeply, shooting everything inside the other’s body. He massaged the trembling lower abdomen of Qin Duan, emitting a satisfied sigh.

“Next time, I’ll make you swell up here for sure…”

He murmured softly, holding Qin Duan’s unconscious body in his arms.

The latter couldn’t hear him, but he shivered instinctively.

Wen Yushu held his childhood friend tenderly for a while and fell asleep in a daze.

He rarely slept so peacefully and didn’t notice the tightly furrowed brow on the person in his embrace.

Qin Duan had a bizarre dream.

In the dream, his childhood friend still had a pair of eyes like spring water, although they were full of dense bloodshot lines and looked haggard. Nevertheless, the radiance still existed in the deep brown irises.

He stood on the altar at the mountaintop, cutting his wrist and drawing a complex array that even Qin Duan couldn’t comprehend. Fresh blood flowed on the pristine stone slabs, like red plum blossoms in the snow, bright white against red, becoming even more striking.

Qin Duan had no idea how much blood a person needed to have to support such a massive and intricate array. He only saw Wen Yushu’s face growing paler, his bluish lips pursed, and his tall figure swayed unsteadily after losing a considerable amount of blood, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Once the array was complete, Wen Yushu could no longer hold on and collapsed to his knees, gasping for breath.

Above his head, the blue sky and white sun suddenly disappeared, replaced by dark clouds pressing low. The dark clouds spread densely, accompanied by muffled thunder, and a storm seemed imminent.

The blood array under Wen Yushu’s feet began to emit a glowing light. Successive incantations lit up, and suddenly, Qin Duan realized what was happening—he looked at the churning black clouds and the faintly flickering lightning. It was a man-made heavenly tribulation.

The members of the Wen family cultivated their hearts and understood the way of Dao. Cultivators with a strong spiritual consciousness could be close to the heavens and possessed great abilities. The Wen family, being an ancient family, naturally had numerous ancient scrolls, some of which detailed how to open the Third Eye and glimpse the path of heaven.

Such actions defied cause and effect. The heavens would not sit idly by and thus unleashed a heavenly tribulation as a punishment.

Seventeen thunderbolts descended from the sky, striking the small figure on the altar. Qin Duan’s eyes widened with almost bursting intensity. He wanted to rush up and help bear the burden for that person countless times, but it seemed as if he was inexplicably held in place. He couldn’t move, couldn’t escape, and could only watch as the massive thunder calamity turned the surrounding woods into scorched earth, changing the colors of the heavens and the earth.

Meanwhile, Wēn Yǔshū remained kneeling at the center of the blood formation. His rigid back was like a spear piercing through the sky. Despite his gentle and elegant appearance, he possessed an unparalleled stubbornness and determination. In the midst of broad daylight, he widened his eyes, attempting to peer into the vast secrets of the heavens and find what he needed from the endless flow of time.

Until, two streams of fresh blood slid down from his widened eye sockets, and the brilliance in his pupils gradually dissipated, leaving behind an emptiness and deathly silence.

Qin Duanàn felt as if something was choking his neck, making it difficult to breathe.

Amidst the booming thunder and the emotionless voice of the heavens, the answer was etched into his bones, “You came back to life for crossing the tribulation, but Wēn Yǔshū recognized you, violating the law of cause and effect, so he shall be punished.”

“…It would be strange if he didn’t recognize me.” Qin Duan clenched his teeth and retorted, “And besides that, what about Fén Liè and Bái Língzhi… Is it you, under the name of the heavens, restricting their thoughts, making them hesitate in recognizing certain matters, ultimately unable to be certain?”

The heavenly dao, however, evaded the question, “Your identity is originally related to the heavenly dao’s mechanism, and the mechanism must not be divulged, otherwise you shall face the heavenly calamity.”

Qin Duan wanted to ask more questions, but suddenly felt a buzzing in his head, and everything faded away… He abruptly opened his eyes, black fragments of rocks were above him, jagged and uneven, and dewdrops dripped down from the sharp parts, bringing a cool sensation to his face.

His body felt like it had been disassembled and then clumsily pieced back together by many hands. Qin Duan moved his head with difficulty and turned to face Wēn Yǔshū’s sleeping face.

He was sleeping soundly, his eyes that were once possessed by demonic energy were now closed, and his long and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, creating an indescribable tranquility.

Qin Duan stared at him without moving for a while and reached out to touch that familiar face.

It took him a moment to pull himself out of the embrace and separate their connected lower bodies, emitting a soft sound. The liquid that had been blocked inside him slowly flowed out, wetting his leg.

Qin Duan blushed a little. He grabbed the crumpled hem of his clothes and wiped it a few times before putting on his outer robe and walking outside.

However, when he arrived at the entrance of the cave, he turned back and tidied Wēn Yǔshū’s clothes, who was lying on the ground. Despite his rather loud movements, the other party remained asleep with a relaxed expression and a faint smile, as if he had just had a pleasant dream.

“It’s probably the work of the heavens,” Qin Duan thought, as he cut off a strand of blood-stained hair from the person, wrapped it in cloth, and tied it into a bundle.

He held the soft bundle in his hand, and after a final glance at his sleeping childhood friend, he decisively left the cave.

…We will meet again, he thought, but not now.

For now, he was still too weak, unable to withstand any heavenly tribulation. Since he couldn’t protect, he could only avoid causing more harm.

But as long as he was alive, some obstacles would eventually be overcome… Moreover, Qin Duan had a feeling that this day was not far away.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at the rising sun outside the cave, heralding the beginning of a new day.

Qin Duan raised his hand to touch his chest, where beneath the thin clothes, an organ was beating fervently.

He was reborn as a human, no longer a demon.

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Translator’s note: There’s smut, and there’s plot, what more can I ask for? 

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