Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother Chapter 92 extra

Chapter 92 – Side Story: Duan Xuan and Lu Zhen (Part 2)

After four months, a little boy of seven or eight years old was seen in the distance, holding a small whirlwind in his hand, trying hard to swing the wind onto a rock, creating a wind blade.

He was just like Xiao Xuan when he was a child.

This boy’s temperament was just like Xiao Xuan’s, except he was a bit luckier. At the age of four or five, he was rescued from a pile of corpses by Xiao Xuan and taken as his apprentice. His character is not as cold and hard-hearted as Xiao Xuan’s. Xiao Xuan only taught him some incantations and then stopped bothering with him. The boy didn’t mind and diligently practiced cultivation, paying no attention to other matters.

As the boy turned his head, it seemed as if he saw him. After a moment of contemplation, he quietly flew over and stood before Lu Zhen.

Lu Zhen smiled and said, “Your name is He Ling?”

“Disciple greets the Shifu.”

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He hadn’t thought it through before, and he pushed him away in a panic, even hurting him badly. Now, looking back, he truly regretted it. After all, he was the child he had raised, and he had been too harsh on him.

He had thought he would come back after a few calm days, but he had been gone for four months. Could it be that he doesn’t want to come back anymore?

Three days later, in the evening.

“Shifu! Junior Brother Duan is back. He’s waiting in the main hall and wants to see you!”

Lu Zhen was reading in his room when he suddenly heard the senior disciple’s report. His heart was in turmoil, and he put down the book and said, “I got it, you can go have your meal first.”

“Yes.”

He finally came back.

Lu Zhen’s palms were slightly sweating as he closed his eyes and calmed himself for a moment. He put on his outer robe slowly before stepping out of the room. He was not an ignorant person, and he knew that Xiao Xuan had developed feelings for him that should not have arisen. Dealing with this matter was difficult.

He decided to talk to Xiao Xuan later and see what he really wanted. If Xiao Xuan insisted on…

Trying to keep his composure, Lu Zhen hurried to the main hall. From afar, he saw a black-clad young man standing on the spacious ground. His expression was stern, and he stared at Lu Zhen with undisguised resentment, making Lu Zhen feel uncomfortable in his heart.

Lu Zhen couldn’t help the excitement surging within him, but he sat down calmly and clenched his fists, unsure of what to say.

Duan Xuan spoke slowly, “Master, I came back this time to tell you that I am going to practice demonic cultivation from now on. I will leave immediately and never return.”

Lu Zhen was slightly stunned, never expecting him to have such a plan. Hearing him wanting to sever their master-disciple relationship was even more painful, and he hurriedly said, “Xiao Xuan, demonic cultivation is difficult and treacherous, with methods that are wicked and cruel. It is not accepted by righteous sects. You must not consider this…”

“My mind is made up.”

Lu Zhen urged anxiously, “Xiao Xuan, listen to your Shifu. Throughout history, countless people have attempted dark cultivation, but very few have succeeded. Most end up being killed or consumed by their own darkness. Your Shifu acted impulsively before, but please don’t act out of impulse…”

Duan Xuan lowered his head and said, “My cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and there is no progress. If I can’t find a Golden Core cultivator to cultivate with me, I can only turn to demonic cultivation.”

After speaking, he stared directly at Lu Zhen.

Lu Zhen’s face turned red instantly.

This brat actually had such a plan.

“If Master can’t find someone to cultivate with me, my cultivation journey will be meaningless, and I’d rather fall into darkness without any concerns, living my life as I see fit.”

Lu Zhen was speechless, his face and neck burning with embarrassment.

Duan Xuan’s chest heaved, and suddenly he flew forward, standing in front of Lu Zhen but not daring to touch him randomly. He seemed to want to kneel down and plead, but his voice remained icy, “If Shifu doesn’t agree, I’ll leave right now and never come back.”

“I-I’ll think about whether there’s a suitable candidate…” Lu Zhen awkwardly stepped back.

Duan Xuan anxiously said, “There’s a suitable candidate right here.”

After speaking, he couldn’t restrain himself any longer. He held Lu Zhen’s face in his hands and kissed him passionately, his tongue intertwining with Lu Zhen’s in his mouth.

Lu Zhen’s thoughts were immediately overwhelmed, and all he could taste was Duan Xuan’s breath.

This kiss left both of them slightly breathless.

“I want to go to Shifu’s room,” Duan Xuan whispered softly in his ear after a moment of restraint, holding him tightly around the waist. Their lower bodies pressed against each other, the heat between them intense.

Lu Zhen’s mind was in chaos as he asked, “Do you still want to practice demonic cultivation?”

“No more demonic cultivation.”

…

Lu Zhen sighed softly in his heart. If it were someone else, he wouldn’t sacrifice like this and let them do as they pleased with their dark cultivation. But this person was Xiao Xuan, how could he bear to let him leave?

Under the moonlight, eager lips suckled and lingered at his neck.

Lu Zhen had no idea where Duan Xuan learned these things, as he always appeared cold and heartless. He never expected him to have such passionate emotions deep inside, as if releasing decades of pent-up emotions tonight, unable to restrain himself.

Lu Zhen allowed him to play around, remaining silent. The thing down there was hot, pressing and slowly invading, making his whole body burn with heat.

After a while, soft moans came from within the blanket, followed by rapid panting.

Late at night, finally calming down.

“What should we do next?” Lu Zhen half sat up, looking at him with concern.

“I’ll send a message to Fu Xiuting, telling him to abandon the idea of demonic cultivation.”

“Your intention to practice demonic cultivation shouldn’t be spread for now. Not only would it violate the sect’s rules, but if it’s distorted and misunderstood by others, it might endanger your life.”

“Understood. Four months ago, I couldn’t control my emotions, and if not for that Fu Xiuting’s guidance, I wouldn’t have known that I had the aptitude for demonic cultivation.”

“Uh…”

Duan Xuan gently embraced him and hesitated for a while before finally saying, “Shifu, you and I… would you marry me?”

Lu Zhen’s face flushed suddenly at his unexpected words, and he stammered, “Th-this matter requires careful consideration.”

Duan Xuan fell silent after that.

After pondering for a while, Lu Zhen calmed down and advised, “In the unpredictable world we live in, reaching Core Formation is the most important for you now. Our marriage would require approval from the Sect Master, and same-sex marriages are rare. However, if you become a Core Formation cultivator, he might find it hard to refuse.”

Duan Xuan felt excited and said, “I understand. I will follow your instructions.”

He held Lu Zhen tightly, feeling as if he was blessed by the heavens, and that nothing in the world would remain incomplete. They shared tender kisses for a long time, and then suddenly, his shifu’s gentle voice came from his embrace, tinged with a hint of shyness, “Xiao Xuan, if you return from seclusion as a Core Formation cultivator, we shall have a grand wedding. What do you think?”

“Yes!” Duan Xuan was overwhelmed with excitement and kissed him passionately, “I’ll go into seclusion tomorrow to reach Core Formation!”

Neither of them could have foreseen that this night would mark their final parting.

…

His slender and emaciated fingers slowly stroked the bright red wedding dress on the bed. His shifu had once stood in the same place, doing the same thing as him.

He watched helplessly as his skin deteriorated, and he decayed little by little, but his Shifu dared not disturb him during his seclusion to reach Core Formation. He didn’t even get to see him one last time.

Duan Xuan sneered slightly.

All those claims about the millennium spiritual herbs transforming into true bodies were nothing but lies, much like how he had deceived Wen Jing about not being dead. Deep down, he knew that he would probably never see that gentle, smiling man again in this life.

Time doesn’t necessarily fade everything away, and he would never forget the man he had been with for decades.

The pots of spiritual herbs on the table trembled slightly.

Almost all the millennium spiritual herbs from the Xunyang Mountains were gathered here, but it was all just self-deception…

Duan Xuan slowly walked out of the room.

Today was his birthday. In the past, his master would make him a bowl of longevity noodles every year, but this year he wouldn’t get to taste them. He had never cared about his own birthday; only that gentle man remembered.

His master didn’t want him to die, but he couldn’t bear it any longer.

The words “Without dual cultivation, I’ll practice demonic cultivation” were words that had forced his Shifu, but they were also his final decision. Without his shifu, the days felt like endless winter, painful and unbearable.

He wondered how much longer he could endure.

Duan Xuan went to the side of a clear spring and scooped a ladle of water. He gazed at the boundless mountains as the sun set, casting golden rays all around.

He thought that He Ling had grown up, and there were people guarding Huishi Peak. There wasn’t much for him to worry about…

Inside the room, the blue immortal grass by the window suddenly trembled.

It trembled again.

With a “snap,” the flowerpot suddenly fell to the ground, shattering into several pieces.

The immortal grass emitted a faint blue light, faintly visible, gradually enlarging in the dimly lit room.

Where is this place? He felt dizzy…

Finally, a naked man appeared in the room, tall and well-proportioned, with long hair hanging loosely and a bewildered look on his face. He stood still, looking around at his surroundings, and his gaze fell on the bright red wedding dress on the bed. A thin layer of mist suddenly covered his eyes.

He felt cold all over and walked barefoot quietly on the ground, picking up the wedding dress and putting it on.

Is this… Xiao Xuan’s room? Why is it so messy?

He hurriedly pulled the strings of the dress. Why were they so tight, unable to pull them up, unable to pull them up, unable to pull them up? Did he have to meet people naked?

Suddenly, with a creak, a thin and emaciated man entered the room, carrying a ladle of water.

Their eyes met blankly.

From that moment on, emotions surged and surged, overwhelming them both.

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