Author: 易修罗 / Yi Xiu Luo

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

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Chapter 127

It was rare for so many people to gather in the backyard of the small church. When Ying Feng buried the peach pit here, it took many years before it grew into a small tree over a meter tall. Ying Feng had been searching for information related to it for years, but to no avail.

“Is this the Soul Tree you mentioned?” Red Head was the first to express doubt. “It’s bare without even a single leaf.”

Bing Can also found it strange. “Why would the Soul Tree grow in the backyard of the church where Ying Feng lives?”

“It’s because the seed was personally planted by Ying Feng.” After hearing Ling Xiao’s words, everyone collectively turned their gaze towards Ying Feng.

Ying Feng himself was clueless. “Me? Are you sure it’s not Xiao Hui?”

The nearby gray wolf, upon hearing this, quickly shook its head to show its innocence.

Ying Feng recalled carefully. “Could it really be that peach pit?”

He suddenly thought, since Ling Xiao was his lover in a past life, could it be that the peach pit was left by him?

“In the past, in order not to let the military plant the seed on another planet, Ling Xing stole it from the Lone Star and gave it to me. I placed the seed in Ying Feng’s energy pod, so he has been carrying it since his awakening.” Ling Xiao briefly summarized the backstory.

Ying Feng was shocked to hear that it was Ling Xiao who had placed it in his energy chamber. Knowing the consequences it could bring, he wondered what Ling Xiao must have felt doing so.

“So you didn’t know what it was and just carried it with you? But such an important thing, why did you bury it?” Red Head complained.

Ling Xiao, of course, couldn’t admit it was out of jealousy. He rubbed his nose and glossed over the question. “The main point is that it’s good that it wasn’t lost or planted elsewhere. We’ll move it back to the base and see if the lighthouse can sense it. Then we’ll know if it’s really the Soul Tree.”

Fu Yao had already received reports from his subordinates. After the lighthouse went out, the weaker fledglings showed signs of soul traction. These fledglings probably couldn’t survive long without the lighthouse. The urgent task was to immediately relocate the Soul Tree.

“What if the enemy sees the lighthouse light up again and becomes suspicious? What if they launch a massive attack?”

“That won’t happen.” Ying Feng was very certain. “In this attack, they must have deployed all their forces and expended a lot of resources. I guess they won’t be able to create new warriors in a short time, and those who have reincarnated, even if they wake up, will need at least ten years.”

Fu Yao nodded in agreement with his words. “So we must relocate the Soul Tree to another hidden place within the lighthouse’s range, a place not easily found by the enemy. The military has also suffered great losses in this battle, and it’s permanent. We will have to work very hard to meet the upcoming challenges.”

Action-oriented Ling Xiao had already brought a shovel and carefully began to dig around the Soul Tree, revealing its roots.

Everyone watched his actions intently, afraid of any mistake. Only Ying Feng at that moment suddenly said, “So it’s actually you who’s the dog that wants to dig it up.”

Ling Xiao: “…Woof.”

Red Head looked around, confused. “What kind of riddle are you playing?”

The pits Ling Xiao dug for himself in this life were more than just this one. He could only comfort himself by thinking that he was a true hero for daring to jump into them.

The once crowded backyard was instantly left with just the two of them. Even Xiao Hui had disappeared somewhere. Ling Xiao’s attention was drawn to the bright red acacia on the ground. When Ling Xing and the others lived in the church, these flowers weren’t here.

“What flower is this?” Ling Xiao asked.

“Acacia. We bought them when we were interning on Wolf Star. After so many years, they bloomed for the first time.”

Perhaps knowing that the person who planted them was thinking of returning, it turned out that flowers also had their own spirit.

“Did you plant all these?” Ling Xiao looked around and indeed found many more varieties. He now understood why the usually indifferent Ying Feng had a special fondness for plants and could depict those flowers and plants so vividly in his paintings. It turned out it was all influenced by Ling Xing in the past.

“Mm.” Compared to Ling Xiao’s wandering gaze, Ying Feng’s eyes were firmly locked on one person.

“By the way, where are you living now?”

“Right here.” Ying Feng pointed to the window of his room.

“You live in the room once occupied by Ling Xing and the others?” Ling Xiao was surprised. “Why didn’t you go to the military? Why stay here?”

“To wait for you.”

Ling Xiao, who had accumulated four thousand years of experiences to share with Ying Feng, was eager to learn about everything that happened to Ying Feng over the years. However, all these seemed insignificant now, compared to the simple answer he received. All he wanted now was to pull that person close and gently bite on his chest as payback for the grievances he endured over countless lifetimes.

When he regained his senses from the passion, he realized that they had moved from the backyard to the room. Both of their chests were heaving, and their clothes were disheveled. Ling Xiao’s gaze lingered on Ying Feng’s reddened lips, hardly believing it was his own doing.

The door slammed shut, and Ling Xiao leaned against it, holding Ying Feng’s neck, panting and asking, “Why didn’t we lose control?”

“I don’t know.” Ying Feng kissed Ling Xiao’s face lightly, like a dragonfly skimming water, repeating this action with each answer. “Maybe because we’ve already gone through the coming-of-age ceremony once. Every Tianxiu person only loses control once in their lifetime.”

Ling Xiao, tantalized by Ying Feng’s actions, moved in for more, but the latter kept dodging, continuing to tease him on his cheeks, infuriating Ling Xiao so much that he gripped Ying Feng’s neck tightly.

“Then do you think we can trigger the coming-of-age ceremony again?”

“Let’s try and see.”

After saying this, Ying Feng finally stopped his teasing movements, found Ling Xiao’s lips, and kissed him fiercely. Ling Xiao responded intensely, turning passivity into dominance. The two finally found their rhythm, starting a new round of intimacy. The passion ignited the air in the cramped space, raising the temperature. In the chaos, they moved from the door to the bed. Unfamiliar with the surroundings, Ling Xiao stumbled, quickly reaching out to steady himself on the nearest object.

“Don’t touch that.” Ying Feng quickly tried to stop Ling Xiao, but it was too late. Suddenly, Ling Xiao’s projection appeared in the center of the room, and simultaneously, Ling Xiao heard his own voice. “I will soon undergo a treatment…”

“This is… isn’t this…?” Ling Xiao froze, taking a while to realize. “Isn’t this the memory recording I made before my treatment? Did Dr. Heng He give it to you?”

“Yes.” Ying Feng could only admit at this point.

Ling Xiao, looking at his past self, was filled with emotions, envisioning a life with a person and a wolf in this small room. “Have you been watching this all these years?”

Ying Feng, probably not wanting to mention the days without Ling Xiao, turned it off, but Ling Xiao was a step too late to stop him.

“Why turn it off? I haven’t watched it yet.”

“You’re here now, why would I need to watch your video?” Ying Feng dominantly grabbed Ling Xiao’s restless hand. “I’ve memorized its content. I can recite any part of it for you later.”

“Mmm,” after a forced exchange of a kiss, Ling Xiao managed to request during a breath, “I want to hear all of it.”

“Every single word.”

Ling Xiao received a satisfying answer. The room’s only bunk bed was within arm’s reach, only a few steps away, yet the two were breathing heavily and disheveled as if they had been through a battle. This passionate side of Ying Feng made it even harder for Ling Xiao to remain calm. With a forceful push, he toppled Ying Feng onto the bed, following quickly and straddling him. Due to the limitations of the bunk bed, he had to lower his head significantly.

“You’ve already been the Qizhu, now it’s my turn.”

Ying Feng remained unmoved. “It all depends on our abilities.”

Ling Xiao was full of energy. “You know, even when leaping through time, I never slackened in my training, all for this moment.”

“Really? I thought you were more concerned about your colored contact lenses,” Ying Feng said, pulling him down by his collar. “Let me test the results of your training.”

Ling Xiao, taking the upper hand, bit and nibbled on Ying Feng, suspecting even himself of possibly having bitten Ying Feng’s lips. He said intermittently and unwillingly, “That’s because in every lifetime, you’ve defeated me in the coming-of-age ceremony. Not once did you let me win. It’s simply unbearable.”

“Well, I admit you won when we first met,” Ying Feng bit down hard on Ling Xiao’s tongue and then let go, cheekily adding a qualifier, “for ten minutes.”

Ling Xiao’s hands were already restlessly hovering over his target, seemingly choosing the perfect spot to bite. “I’ve never tasted the blood of your heart. Today is the day I avenge my past.”

After saying this, his hand pressing on Ying Feng’s shoulder secretly exerted force, determined not to give Ying Feng a chance to turn over.

“Is that so?” Ying Feng said, slightly lifting his head to take Ling Xiao’s earlobe into his mouth, biting it gently with the tip of his teeth. Just this action made Ling Xiao stiffen and then collapse limply on top of him.

At this moment, Ling Xiao’s limbs were soft, all his strength dissipated, and his years of hard training were of no use. This little habit of Ying Feng during climax triggered all his body’s memories, not to mention the repeated releases that had already conditioned him to this action.

“You… You…” Ling Xiao’s face was flushed, whether from anger or rising desire.

Ying Feng hugged him tightly and flipped their positions, taking control. Ying Feng embraced the immobile Ling Xiao with utmost affection, kissing from his mouth down his neck to his collarbone, his other hand already unbuttoning several buttons unknowingly.

“Shameless, using such despicable means!” Ling Xiao had no chance to react and was completely defeated. He had been ambitious to compete with Ying Feng but was conquered by such a simple trick, his only remaining strength in his mouth refusing to admit defeat.

“Habits are a terrifying thing, aren’t they?” Ying Feng moistened the skin where he was about to claim, having once bitten here unwillingly and made this person his. It seemed like compensation for their regrets. This time, they could finally trigger the coming-of-age ceremony with love for each other.

“You’re terrible! You’ve dominated me for four thousand years!” Ling Xiao protested with his last bit of effort.

“Then let’s continue for another four thousand years.” Ying Feng arched his body upward and threw his head back with a low growl. When he lowered his head again, his canine teeth had become incredibly sharp.

This was the first time Ling Xiao witnessed the transformation during the coming-of-age ceremony, and he couldn’t help but be stunned.

“Be mine again.”

Ying Feng lowered his head forcefully, and his sharp fangs pierced deeply into Ling Xiao’s chest.

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