Author: 易修罗 / Yi Xiu Luo

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

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Since hearing about a “secret” reconciliation agreement between Yu Ji and Shuang Feng, Ling Xiao had always been trying to extract information from them. However, one of them always evaded the topic, while the other never deigned to answer. Ying Feng, who seemed to know the truth, refused to give any hints and instead told Ling Xiao not to meddle in others’ affairs, which frustrated the curiosity-driven Ling Xiao immensely.

One day, while Ling Xiao was shopping in the Tianyuan Network Supermarket, he overheard someone on the phone nearby. Rounding a shelf, he saw Yu Ji, also with a shopping cart.

“…I’m just buying some things online… I’ll be back soon… Do you need anything? Coffee maybe? …Sleep? That doesn’t count. Choose something else…” Yu Ji was startled when a hand patted his shoulder as he ended the call.

“Ling Xiao? What a coincidence.”

“Is Shuang Feng urging you to return?”

“I’ve only been out for ten minutes.”

“But this is a virtual network. Aren’t you still in the dorm?”

“Yes, but Shuang Feng says he can’t sleep otherwise.”

“It feels like you’re taking care of a human-shaped accessory.”

“Maybe it would be easier to take care of a monkey?” Yu Ji said, eyeing the large bunch of bananas in Ling Xiao’s cart.

“Right!” Yu Ji reminded Ling Xiao, “I need to get banana milk!”

At the drinks section, Ling Xiao enthusiastically recommended his favorite brand but was politely declined, so he sadly filled his own cart. Looking up, he saw Yu Ji staring absent-mindedly at the alcoholic beverages, and Ling Xiao, whose IQ suddenly rose, guessed something.

“Is this what you drank at your coming-of-age ceremony?”

Ling Xiao accurately identifies Yu Ji’s focal point.

“Uh, yes.”

“How did it taste?”

Yu Ji shook his head with a bitter smile. “I don’t remember.”

“Did you drink this kind of liquor again later?”

“More than that, both of us haven’t touched a drop of alcohol since our coming-of-age ceremony.”

Ling Xiao turned the bottle to read the label: —This product contains hallucinogenic mushroom extract and may cause hallucinations after consumption. Please ensure it is used in moderation and in a safe setting.

Yu Ji’s communicator rang again.

“I’m almost done shopping… I ran into Ling Xiao… Yes, yes, I’ll be right there.”

“I kind of want to try this,” Ling Xiao said after Yu Ji finished the call, holding the bottle eagerly.

“Sure. You don’t have to worry about triggering anything.”

“I’m curious about the hallucinations it might produce. With my imagination, it’s probably about fighting fierce beasts or something.”

“The next morning, you’ll find out you beat up Ying Feng.”

“…Or maybe get beaten up.”

Ling Xiao actually went to check out with the liquor, with Yu Ji ahead of him on the phone.

“I’m checking out now… Yes, I’ll be right back… Remember to check the transporter…”

Yu Ji, with a headache, swiped his card and didn’t wait for Ling Xiao, hastily saying goodbye before logging off.

Ling Xiao stuffed his purchases into the transporter, disconnected from the Tianyuan Network, and after a brief dimensional shift, his mind returned to reality.

The goods were gradually teleported in. Eager, Ling Xiao grabbed the wine bottle, opened it, and took a sniff. The smell was indeed unique, very different from the fruit juice mixed with a small amount of alcohol he drank in his fledgling days.

“Why did you buy liquor?” Ying Feng asked, puzzled.

“Don’t you want to try? It’s the same wine that Zhen He sold to Yu Ji and the others, and he even tripled the price. Truly a profiteer.”

“Selling alcohol secretly in the fledgling area is risky. Who would dare to take the risk without high profits?”

“It’s harmful, but it should be fine to drink now.”

“Aren’t you afraid of strange hallucinations after drinking?”

“What, can it trigger another coming-of-age ceremony? Not scared!” Ling Xiao found glasses and poured a drink for each.

“Cheers!”

They both drank in one gulp. Ling Xiao blinked and smacked his lips.

“It doesn’t seem to have any effect. Maybe not enough?”

Ling Xiao decided to finish the rest of the bottle. He still felt sober, albeit a bit exhilarated. Just when he thought he had been duped, his vision blurred. He shook his head and looked again, only to find the surroundings darkened and confined—a strangely familiar scene.

“Where am I?” Ling Xiao asked.

As soon as the voice fell, a dark shadow pounced over, causing him to tumble several times on the ground, and then attacked him without any courtesy. Ling Xiao reacted instinctively without thinking.

“Ying Feng?”

With a low roar, Ying Feng opened his mouth. The special vision of the Tianxiu people allowed Ling Xiao to see Ying Feng’s sharp teeth clearly in the dark.

“Hey! What are you doing!”

Ying Feng bit towards his chest forcefully, and Ling Xiao felt an overwhelming fear, using all his strength to push him away.

“You couldn’t have awakened, could you?”

Ling Xiao blurted out this sentence without thinking, completely unaware of how wrong it sounded.

Ying Feng responded with another low growl and pounced again, grappling and rolling with Ling Xiao on the rough and uneven ground. Ling Xiao felt that Ying Feng’s strength and speed were higher than usual, driven by the thought that he absolutely couldn’t lose, barely preventing Ying Feng from achieving his goal.

“If you keep this up, I won’t be polite!” Ling Xiao warned him, but Ying Feng, undeterred, continued to attack fiercely. Ling Xiao felt a string in his brain tightening more and more, finally snapping when his back hit the wall hard. He too let out a low roar, showing his snow-white teeth in the pitch-dark cave.

Ling Xiao suddenly became very powerful. Ying Feng, who had seemed capable just a moment ago, was nothing in front of him. He beat Ying Feng back, and the narrow mine shaft shook as if about to collapse under their fierce movements. Fortunately, this situation didn’t last long. Ling Xiao, in his awakened state, forcefully pinned Ying Feng’s hands above his head, biting through the skin on his chest mercilessly as blood and a continuous flow of power entered his mouth.

Ying Feng gradually stopped struggling, and Ling Xiao, lost in his actions, licked the wound he had inflicted, as if addicted to the taste. After a while, he opened his eyes, revealing a pair of black pupils, but he could see clearer than before, and his sensory nerves were sharper. The undeveloped Adam’s apple and slender chin of the fledgling Ying Feng looked so tempting, making one want to bite.

Ling Xiao held Ying Feng’s throat, feeling it move in his mouth. Ying Feng regained consciousness under his harassment, slightly opening his eyes, revealing his pale, glass-like eyes under dense eyelashes.

“What happened to me?” Ying Feng asked blankly.

“We held a coming-of-age ceremony; you are now my Qizi,” Ling Xiao said with unprecedented care and indulgence in his voice.

Ying Feng frowned, seemingly uncomfortable with the rough ground. Ling Xiao thought that forming a bond with Ying Feng was a good thing, but the environment was far from pleasant. If only there were a soft, comfortable big bed.

Just as he finished thinking this, the surroundings suddenly brightened. Opulent decorations and a huge bed big enough for six people appeared. This was their sleeping chamber on Wolf Star, where they would pass down the beautiful wishes of Jing Yu to Ling Xing.

Everything happened so naturally that Ling Xiao didn’t feel anything abrupt; instead, he felt that it should be this way. He happily opened his arms to embrace Ying Feng but was unexpectedly straddled by him.

“What… are you doing?”

“Doing what should be done after the coming-of-age ceremony.” Ying Feng, with light-colored eyes, answered as if it were obvious.

“But I am the Qizhu!” Ling Xiao pointed to his nose and protested.

“Right, you are my Qizhu, and I am your Qizi,” Ying Feng obediently replied.

“Then why are you on top?”

“Nobody said the Qizhu couldn’t be on the bottom, right?”

“Is-Is that so?!” Ling Xiao panickily recalled. Indeed, it seemed no one had made such a rule. “But, but…”

“Just like Yu Ji. Although he is the Qizhu, he’s the bottom.”

Ling Xiao suddenly had an epiphany. “Really? So it’s like that! I can’t believe it!”

Ying Feng had already taken advantage of his distraction to pull down his pants. “Serving the Qizhu is the Qizi’s duty. I will make sure you are comfortable.”

Ling Xiao felt his argument made no sense, then thought it made a lot of sense. While he was conflicted, Ying Feng entered effortlessly.

“Um… ah…”

‘It feels really comfortable,’ Ling Xiao, with his legs wide open, resting on Ying Feng’s shoulders, thought while swaying.

“Do you like it? My Qizhu.”

“Ha… like it…” Ling Xiao replied without thinking clearly.

“I will make you feel even more comfortable. You don’t have to do anything. Just lie down and enjoy it.” Ying Feng moved his waist more vigorously. As waves of pleasure hit, Ling Xiao’s minor conflicts seemed less important.

“Do you want it to be more exciting?” Ying Feng leaned down; their faces close to each other. Though they had just formed a bond, Ying Feng already looked like a fully developed, mature man.

Under Ying Feng’s seductive words, Ling Xiao subconsciously brought his fingers to his mouth. Accompanied by a brief pain, he saw his blood dye Ying Feng’s lips a bright red, a flash of red light briefly visible in the other’s almost transparent eyes.

Ying Feng’s actions suddenly became more aggressive. He lifted Ling Xiao’s legs and launched an onslaught like a storm, scattering Ling Xiao’s consciousness. His body undulated with the rhythm of Ying Feng’s movements, leaving no room to consider whether this was reasonable or not.

The scene around the two continuously changed, from the ancient Tianxiu palace of four thousand years ago to the narrow bunk beds of the church. Ling Xiao felt as if he had experienced all the love from birth to extinction, yet his Qizi was still full of vigor, showing no signs of fatigue.

“Does it feel good? Is being a Qizhu extremely comfortable?” Ying Feng continued to tease him in a tone and manner entirely different from usual.

“Yes… harder…” Ling Xiao moaned with an order.

“As you wish.”

Before the next wave hit, Ling Xiao contentedly closed his eyes, thinking that it wasn’t in vain that he wanted to become a Qizhu in his fledgling state. Indeed, the taste of being a Qizhu was great.

The next morning, Ling Xiao opened his eyes in a daze, grabbed the communicator by the pillow, and saw it was already late morning.

There was also a message, a concerned inquiry from Yu Ji.

“How does it feel to drink?”

Ling Xiao tried hard to remember, desperately recalling, but could only come up with scattered pieces of a puzzle that didn’t form a complete picture. He vaguely remembered becoming Ying Feng’s Qizhu and seeing a rare, obedient Ying Feng.

It seemed like he also learned some incredible secret? What was it? He couldn’t remember at all.

But the alcohol was indeed strong. Enduring the discomfort, Ling Xiao replied, “Not great. I feel a severe ache in my back and waist after drinking. I’d better not drink again in the future.”

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