Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother 85

Chapter 85

Yu Si’s chest heaved in anger, “I knew you’d protect him. If it weren’t for the incident he caused back then, you wouldn’t have fallen to such a state.”

Wen Jing looked puzzled, “What happened back then?”

Jun Yanzhi tightly pursed his lips. 

Yu Si sneered, “After you ascended to immortality, he was still in the tribulation period, unable to complete his tribulation. You needed to seclude yourself for three to five years to consolidate your cultivation after becoming an immortal. But just as you came out of seclusion, something happened. The reason you were exiled to the mortal realm for thousands of years was all because of him. Yet, you can’t bear to kill him.”

“What exactly happened?”

Yu Si squinted and replied, “When you came out of seclusion, it happened to be the one-in-three-thousand-years blooming of the purple magnolia flowers. Emperor Zi Wei particularly likes this kind of flower, so he invited all the immortals to appreciate it together, including the newly arrived little immortals. These purple flowers grow at the border between the Upper Spirit Realm and the Heavenly Realm, and who would dare to disturb his interest while Emperor Zi Wei and the immortals were enjoying themselves? But, unfortunately, this ignorant snake went there.”

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Wen Jing was taken aback, “He was just in the tribulation period; how could he kill a true immortal?”

“You don’t know. This child was born in the Immortal Realm under Emperor Zi Wei’s lineage. Although he was born as a true immortal, unlike us who have cultivated for thousands of years, his abilities and cultivation were only equivalent to a high-level cultivator in the Mahayana Realm. This child had a noble birth, and no one dared to provoke him usually, so he developed some arrogant and bullying tendencies, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth.”

“If this child died, Emperor Zi Wei would never spare him.”

“Although Emperor Zi Wei possesses the ability to bring back the dead, it is only effective for ordinary mortals. True immortals, once they die, their primordial spirits disperse, and there is no possibility of resurrection. When Jun Yanzhi was brought before Emperor Zi Wei, he was infuriated and intended to destroy his primordial spirit and scatter his soul. The other immortals dared not speak up, but unexpectedly…” Yu Si sighed.

“What happened unexpectedly?”

Yu Si avoided looking at him, “…unexpectedly, at that moment, Qing Xuzi jumped out and shielded Jun Yanzhi from Emperor Zi Wei’s thunderous strike, causing his primordial spirit to be utterly destroyed. Jun Yanzhi was overwhelmed with grief and immediately fell into a demonic frenzy, even controlling true immortals with slightly lower cultivation levels. It was nighttime then, a moonless winter day, with snowflakes falling gently. The purple magnolia flowers scattered, and the world was shrouded in darkness.”

Wen Jing couldn’t help but grip Jun Yanzhi’s hand. “He trembles on moonless winter days…”

Yu Si continued, “There’s no need to dwell on what happened afterward. Your wandering soul was banished to the mortal realm, and you’ll never be able to return, doomed to live no longer than fifteen years in each life. Jun Yanzhi was killed by Emperor Zi Wei, and his soul dispersed, bringing an end to this case.”

Wen Jing fell into silence, then raised his head to ask, “Since his soul has already dispersed, how can he be reincarnated?”

Yu Si sounded somewhat tired as he explained, “At the time of his death, his soul was entwined with demonic energy, scattered in all directions. Thousands of years later, during a great calamity in the Lower Spirit Realm, demonic creatures proliferated, and the demonic energy raged unbridled. Jun Yanzhi, in accordance with the will of the heavens, took the opportunity to be reborn.”

Jun Yanzhi held Wen Jing’s hand, and both of them remained silent.

Gradually, Yu Si calmed down and said to Wen Jing, “For his sake, you have risked your life many times, and that’s not the purpose of my journey this time. Just remember one thing: if you choose to stay with him now and don’t come with me, this will be your only chance. If you fail to attain immortality, you’ll return to the mortal realm while he stays in the Lower Spirit Realm to be reincarnated. At that time, I won’t have any way to bring you back.”

Wen Jing nodded and said, “Thank you, Yu shixiong, for your guidance and assistance.”

Hearing the words “Yu shixiong” which he hadn’t heard for thousands of years, Yu Si felt a mix of emotions, and after a long while, he said calmly, “Since you were young, I treated you like a younger brother. You and Jun Yanzhi are a good match, and I have nothing else to say. Take care.”

“Thank you, Yu shixiong.”

Yu Si gazed at the motionless giant turtle in Wen Jing’s arms and suddenly said, “This turtle’s spiritual intelligence has never been fully awakened. Feed it with Su Xin White Fruit, and in the future, when you both go to the Upper Spirit Realm, it will help integrate your primordial spirits.”

Wen Jing quickly agreed, “Alright.”

Yu Si stood by the window, his dark purple robe trailing on the floor, and his profile exuding a soft glow under the moonlight. He softly said, “Thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye. Focus on your cultivation, and we will meet again in the future.”

“Yes,” replied Wen Jing, feeling a sudden emotion. He held Jun Yanzhi’s hand and said, “Yu shixiong, take care.”

Yu Si remained silent, but his face suddenly changed, revealing a faint smirk that had been present from the beginning. He looked up at Jun Yanzhi and said, “Don’t forget to heal Wen Jing’s injuries.”

“I know,” Jun Yanzhi narrowed his eyes.

Yu Si’s body turned into a faint blue light and dissipated.

Confused, Wen Jing asked, “What injuries are you going to heal for me?”

Jun Yanzhi played with the giant turtle in Wen Jing’s arms and asked in return, “Do you hate me for what happened back then?”

Wen Jing fell silent instantly. Hate? How could he hate him? He was more concerned about Jun Yanzhi’s well-being…

He lowered his head and gently stroked the turtle’s head, softly saying, “Senior, now that things are mostly resolved, what are your plans for the future?”

Jun Yanzhi pondered and replied, “First, I’ll deal with Zhao Ningtian.”

“Alright.”

The moonlight was gentle, and both of them were a bit tired. Jun Yanzhi held Wen Jing’s hand and led him to the bed, pulling him close, face to face. The giant tortoise slowly crawled down from the bed and went towards the door.

Jun Yanzhi enjoyed the intimate moment, but Wen Jing found this affectionate atmosphere rather awkward. He cleared his throat and asked, “Do you need to go to the main hall to tend to the disciples waiting for your treatment tonight?”

Jun Yanzhi hooked his neck, his gaze profound as water, and slowly brought his lips closer, “Shidi?”

Wen Jing felt a series of explosions in his mind, from the top of his head to the tips of his toes, even that part was showing signs of awakening. He couldn’t help but moan softly, “Shixiong… mmm… Shixiong…”

Their lips met in a gentle and tender kiss.

Wen Jing didn’t know what to do. Jun Yanzhi’s hands were firmly placed on his nape, making Wen Jing hesitant to explore under his clothes, leaving him with no choice but to let Jun Yanzhi teasingly nibble and lick.

Jun Yanzhi’s newfound self-discipline embarrassed him, contrasting his restlessness. What could be wrong?

As their kisses deepened, Wen Jing half-closed his eyes and couldn’t resist loosening Jun Yanzhi’s belt. His hands ventured inside, coming into contact with Jun Yanzhi’s warm skin. “Shixiong…”

“Hmm?” Jun Yanzhi pulled Wen Jing’s hands out, restraining them behind his back, and then flipped Wen Jing over, assuming a front-to-back posture. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his slender fingers sliding into Wen Jing’s trousers, gently caressing.

Wen Jing’s hands were restrained, and his pants slipped down to his knees. He wriggled and moaned softly.

It felt so good…

After a short while, Jun Yanzhi released him. Blushing, Wen Jing grabbed the blanket to wipe himself.

Nervously, he asked, “Shixiong, do you want to…?”

Jun Yanzhi lowered his head. “I need to go to the Qing Xu Hall to tend to the injured. Another time, okay?”

“…Mm.” Wen Jing watched as Jun Yanzhi sat up and tidied his clothes. He didn’t want to force anything, but he didn’t know how to seduce him either. Frustration consumed him; his body covered in scars and his frightening appearance hardly served as allure.

“Shixiong, once you’ve healed those people, let’s…try again,” Wen Jing said, scratching his ear with embarrassment.

“Hmm.” Jun Yanzhi nodded lightly. “You freshen up. I’ll head there first.”

“Alright.”

As he watched Jun Yanzhi fly towards the hall, Wen Jing hurriedly ran out to embrace the turtle, his voice slightly tearful. “Giant tortoise, what should I do? How can I seduce him? Even when I acted that way just now, he remained unmoved.”

The giant tortoise stared blankly, completely clueless about what had happened.

“No…I must use strong aphrodisiacs on him,” Wen Jing shook the turtle’s body, pressing for an answer. “But wouldn’t that be too shameful?”

The tortoise’s mind buzzed with confusion. “…”

“I guess we can’t generalize. Shixiong and I are attracted to each other; using aphrodisiacs can also be pleasurable. Don’t you think?”

Giant Tortoise: “…” 

Wen Jing replied to the turtle’s silence, “Alright, since you agree, we’ll do it in a few days…”

Just then, they heard a commotion in the distance, sounds of fighting and arguing. Some disciples shouted, “Zhao Ningtian has gone mad, everyone, make way!”

The turtle’s head twitched.

Wen Jing instinctively picked up the turtle, feeling its anxious restlessness. He comforted it softly, “Stay in the room and don’t wander around. I’ll avenge you.”

With that, he locked the turtle in the room and set up a barrier. He also grabbed the Su Xin sword and followed the source of the commotion.

The noise of the struggle led Wen Jing to the Qing Xu Hall. On the way, he encountered a group of people, led by Elder Yun Xi.

A flash of green light emitted from Elder Yun Xi, surrounding Zhao Ningtian, who had disheveled hair, and trapped him in its grip.

“Ah!” Zhao Ningtian let out a heart-wrenching scream, his consciousness blurred as he bowed his head.

The green light slowly returned to Elder Yun Xi as Zhao Ningtian collapsed to the ground.

The crowd gathered around him, waiting silently.

After a short while, Zhao Ningtian’s head moved slightly, and he opened his eyes, looking around in confusion, then immediately shifted to extreme fear.

“What are you going to do to me?”

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