Chapter 53: Not considerate, not gentle, not good at taking care of people.
Yan Jingyu had never completely doubted Yin Shi.
But he had had very little contact with this new guardian after all. Even though he had always felt that he was very similar to Liao Chen in some ways, given that the other’s cultivation was really too high, and that Liao Chen had always been so serious about his own true body in the past, he felt that it was unlikely for him to have such a high-level second cultivation body.
But Liao Chen had actually tried to go back in time for him… Since such an outrageous thing had happened, Yan Jingyu suddenly felt that if this person were Liao Chen, it would not be impossible for him to cultivate such a high-level second cultivation body.
The main thing was that the timing of the other’s appearance was really too clever each time.
It was always when Liao Chen was seriously injured and inconvenient to move, or after Liao Chen had made him angry… at other times, Yan Jingyu rarely saw him.
He continued to stroll lazily through the market. Yin Shi obediently followed a step behind him. Yan Jingyu would glance at him in the gaps, thinking that this person might have Liao Chen’s face…
That day in the Suixing Hall, when he wanted to pack his things to go to the martial arts competition, the other’s figure, following him around like a little dog, appeared in his mind.
And in the Qiwu flower grove, that well-behaved look…
Which one was his true nature?
Or, was it the identity of ‘Liao Chen’ as his arch-nemesis that had restricted his development?
How can he be so pretentious?
Yan Jingyu thought of the few Bigu Pills he had eaten these past two days, and anger welled up in him.
He suddenly pulled off the feather jade at his waist and threw it out directly.
Yin Shi: “?”
Liao Chen: “…!”
Yin Shi quickly walked over, picked up the feather jade, and patted the dust off it. “What’s wrong now?”
“I hate him!”
“…” Yin Shi was silent. Yan Jingyu’s gaze suddenly fell on his arm. He walked over and pulled at the torn part. “Your clothes are torn. Why don’t you change?”
Yin Shi glanced at it. “I probably forgot.”
Yan Jingyu looked inside along the torn part and noticed that his inner clothes were also torn. He couldn’t help but say, “Did he make you do something bad again?”
“No…”
Yan Jingyu didn’t ask any more. The relationship between him and Liao Chen was now unclear. He was still an outsider in the affairs of the Demonic Domain. What Liao Chen wanted to do was not something he could control.
“Let’s go for a walk in the city.”
“…The city?”
“Mm.” Yan Jingyu stood beside him and gestured to the market. “There’s nothing I want to buy here.”
He and Yin Shi were standing very close, his hands still holding the other’s sleeve. After he finished speaking, he turned his face to look at him. Their faces were clearly so close, but Yan Jingyu still couldn’t see clearly if he had Liao Chen’s face.
But Liao Chen could clearly feel him through Yin Shi’s body.
The enchanting fragrance in his hair, and his soft, smooth skin, and even his somewhat serious eyes, looking at him…
Clearly, it was just a change of body. How could there be a, strange feeling…
Most importantly, it wasn’t just Yan Jingyu, who didn’t know the truth, who was strange. But he himself, who knew everything, had also become very strange.
Yan Jingyu shook his sleeve and frowned. “What’s wrong? Is he back? He won’t let you take me?”
Yin Shi shook his head and subconsciously rummaged through his own Qiankun Pouch…
No vehicle.
Liao Chen had put most of his things on himself. This body had always just been used as a fighter. He had thought that since he was a Demon God, it would be better to put the good things on the Demon God. Although the second cultivation body was already rarely matched in the world, it was far from having the same sense of security as the Demon God.
…Just in case.
The same thought tore at both bodies. Yin Shi looked at Yan Jingyu again. “No vehicle.”
Yan Jingyu hadn’t expected this fellow to not understand the principle of putting eggs in two baskets. He thought for a moment. “Can’t you use a spatial art?”
“…I can use a teleportation array.”
A fighter was always just a fighter. If he learned a spatial art, he would waste more than half of his spiritual energy when traveling. What if he met an enemy head-on? This kind of auxiliary matter was of course better for the true body to do. Liao Chen had always made the best use of everything, ensuring that the fighter would preserve all his strength, not a single bit could be wasted. If he found that the other body was even a little bit lacking in spiritual energy, he would immediately sit down and quickly replenish it, so that he could deal with all kinds of unexpected situations at his peak.
So it was fine for one of the two bodies to know how. After all, their consciousness was the same. Even if Liao Chen were far away, he could still use a spatial art to help Yin Shi.
How could he have thought that one day, he would meet someone like Yan Jingyu, who couldn’t be killed and couldn’t be shaken off, and who he had to painstakingly hide his existence from?
There were no teleportation talismans to Lingyun City, and the nearby villages also had no teleportation arrays.
Yan Jingyu’s face was full of anger and disappointment, but he still looked at Yin Shi with expectant eyes, as if he were urging him to think of a way.
“I, I’ll fly you over.”
Yan Jingyu, as if he had already prepared his lines, said with hatred, “Last time Liao Chen flew me, he almost broke my arm!”
He was talking about the time in the Hutian Cloud Sea. He had desperately tried to hug Liao Chen but had been repeatedly thrown off by him. The wind had blown his face until it was almost raw.
Yin Shi took a step towards him.
Liao Chen’s brow furrowed slightly.
He felt himself uncontrollably reaching out his hand and then wrapping it around Yan Jingyu’s waist.
He subconsciously transmitted his voice: “This isn’t right.”
Another voice whispered: “You don’t know.”
“…” Yes, he should be in the Demon Palace handling some tedious matters now.
Liao Chen’s face tensed.
Yan Jingyu was directly pulled into his arms, a little caught off guard, and a little surprised.
Yin Shi did not look at him. He also felt that this was very strange, and very embarrassing… But Yan Jingyu’s actions quickly dispelled his embarrassment. He directly put his hands in his sleeves, hugged his waist with his fists, and buried his face in.
Liao Chen: “…He’s afraid of heights.”
Yin Shi: “Absolutely.”
The two of them landed in Lingyun City. Yin Shi released him in a secluded corner. Yan Jingyu reacted for a while before he slowly released his tightly held hands and looked up. His hair was a little messy as he looked at him, his eyes a little dazed as if he were looking at the world for the first time.
Yin Shi hesitated, then reached out and tidied his messy long hair for him. Yan Jingyu obediently let him tidy it. “If Liao Chen were half as considerate as Guardian Yin…”
Yin Shi: “…”
Liao Chen, who had been called out again: “…”
Yan Jingyu sighed, then suddenly pulled his hand. “Let’s go. Let’s go to the clothing store.”
“Buying clothes again…”
“You also know I like buying clothes?” Yan Jingyu smiled and glanced at him. Yin Shi said quickly, “Yes, the Demon Lord said so.”
“He even talks about me?” Yan Jingyu, while pulling him through the city, said, “What did he say?”
“He, he said… Immortal Lord Yan is handsome, has a good temper, is very gentle, and is especially considerate of others…”
“Come on.” Yan Jingyu interrupted him. “He would never say that about me!”
After he finished speaking, he looked at Yin Shi again, his eyes curving, and said softly, “This should be me in the Guardian’s eyes, right? I didn’t expect that the Guardian pays so much attention to me.”
Liao Chen was immediately freed from his seated posture, one leg directly hanging off the couch. He stared at Yan Jingyu in his divine sense with wide eyes.
Yin Shi, on the other hand, was a little dazed. “No, I, I didn’t…”
“You don’t like me?”
“…” Yin Shi didn’t say anything for a long time. Yan Jingyu deliberately pushed him, his expression a little dissatisfied. Yin Shi’s heart beat faster. Liao Chen’s face tensed. He felt that he should just slap Yan Jingyu and make him stop talking nonsense, but he found that he seemed to be unable to control his other body. Yin Shi slowly shook his head.
Yan Jingyu didn’t chase after him and insist that he say he liked him. He dragged Yin Shi into a clothing store, but did not go in to change clothes directly. Instead, he took some clothes and compared them on Yin Shi.
Yin Shi: “Immortal Lord, this is…”
“Buying clothes for you.” Yan Jingyu briefly handed the clothes to the shopkeeper, then suddenly wrapped his arms around his waist, his cheek pressed directly against his chest.
Liao Chen’s other leg also fell off the couch.
He watched as Yan Jingyu’s hands gently measured the waist of the second cultivation body, one hand span after another. Clearly, there was the fabric of the clothes in between, yet he could still feel the soft force of the other’s fingers. His Adam’s apple rolled. Yin Shi also subconsciously held his breath and sucked in his stomach.
He silently expressed: “…Is this right?”
“Of course not!!” In the small house, Liao Chen directly shouted. He got off the couch barefoot and came to the ground, his face extremely ugly. But he suddenly saw his slightly raised face from Yin Shi’s perspective.
His smile was soft, his eyes full of flowing light, yet there was no trace of any deliberate seduction. Just as Yu Qiuye had said, he just had to stand there to be enough to make one’s heart race. But… his original intention was surely not like this.
“Your waist is very thin.”
Liao Chen’s eyes widened again. Yin Shi also let out a dry laugh, his gaze moving to the side, as if he were looking at his own self in the small house across space—
“I think you’re the one who needs to reflect.”
“…”
“He can’t possibly have more feelings for me than for you.”
“…”
“If you rush over directly, won’t that just prove that you’re not considerate, not gentle, not good at taking care of people?”
“…”
Of course, Yan Jingyu didn’t know his inner struggle. He pulled Yin Shi over, made him turn his back, and said, “Let me see your shoulders.”
Yin Shi, while obediently turning around, told himself, “He’s very angry with you now, which is why he’s attracted to someone outside. It’s a good thing it’s me who came today. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.”
“…You really should reflect on yourself.”
Behind him, Yan Jingyu, after measuring his shoulders, his gaze suddenly turned cold.
Dog thing.
If everything else was a coincidence, but the body shape couldn’t possibly be exactly the same, right? Not even a finger’s margin of error. This fellow is always so smart and so stupid in this aspect.
If it weren’t for the fact that this body’s realm was really too high, so high that it was completely unlike a second cultivation body, so high that it made one think that this person was either sick or had eaten too much… I’m afraid someone would have seen long ago that he and Liao Chen were the same person.
Yan Jingyu was also limited by reason. He felt that no matter how much Liao Chen loved to cultivate, it was impossible for him to love it to this extent… You really love it to an absurd extent!
Yin Shi turned back. Yan Jingyu had already returned to his smile, his voice gentle. “Come and try it.”
He pulled Yin Shi to the dressing room behind the bamboo door and also went in.
Liao Chen on this side had already melted through space and saw Mo Xia in the Demon Palace kitchen. He tilted his head again and looked in the direction of Lingyun City, his face very ugly.
Yin Shi quickly pressed his collar, wrapped his arms around Yan Jingyu’s waist, and gently and irresistibly pushed him out. “I can do it myself.”
Yan Jingyu let out a light snort, then smiled. “Then take your time. I’m not in a hurry.”
He turned and sat to the side, leisurely drinking the tea poured by the shopkeeper.
On the other side, Mo Xia was chopping meat with a clatter. The entire kitchen of the Demon Palace was filled with all kinds of fresh spiritual fruits and vegetables. Some had drilled in directly from the window, while others had grown out of the shelves. It was clear that spatial formations had been installed everywhere, allowing the spiritual plants from other places to extend directly into the kitchen for easy access at any time.
Mo Xia, while chopping meat, said, “I’ve finally discovered the difference between me and Xiao Guai!”
Mo Dong was still flipping through a book and asked casually, “Hmm?”
“It’s not picky about food, but I am!” Mo Xia thought for a moment. “I think it really has no ambition. In this aspect, it can’t compare to me.”
“But your cultivation is not as high as its.”
“It’s not that my cultivation is not as high as its!” Mo Xia angrily lifted her knife. “I have ambition!!! And I’m not someone who can just chew and swallow anyone. It’s so dirty!”
Mo Dong glanced at her and nodded in agreement. “Mm… Demon Lord?!”
He stood up at once, looking at Liao Chen, who had walked in from a small house on the side with an expressionless face.
Liao Chen’s expression was calm, with a hint of being kidnapped. Mo Xia looked over and said curiously, “Why is the Demon Lord here? Do you want to learn to cook with me?”
Mo Dong shot her a look in a flash of lightning.
Liao Chen: “…This Lord is here to see what you are preparing to do. Ahem, he’s been a little picky these past two days.”
Mo Xia said “oh” and said, “It’s snowing in the Demon Palace. I was thinking of making some warming soup these past two days, a bowl for each of the children in the academy. As for Yan Jingyu, his body is not very good. The immortal physicians told me to make more ginseng soup for him to nourish him. Look, the golden phoenix I bought today!”
At the end, her eyes lit up as she held up the half-chopped chicken in her hand, looking at Liao Chen as if she were presenting a treasure.
Liao Chen looked at the plucked chicken with an expressionless face. “Phoenix?”
“That’s what the shopkeeper said. Maybe he thought the name sounded nice.” Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Mo Xia quickly put the chicken back.
Liao Chen glanced at Mo Dong. The latter immediately moved aside, revealing the chair he had just been sitting on. Liao Chen sat down directly and said faintly, “It’s rare that I have nothing to do. This Lord will give you some pointers on your chess skills.”
Mo Dong quickly nodded and took out a chessboard, placing it on the table. Mo Xia, on the other hand, looked over with a confused expression. “The Demon Lord also knows how to play chess?”
“…Of course. I often play chess with Yan Qi.”
As he spoke, he directly picked up a black stone and placed it in the center of the chessboard.
Mo Dong: “…”
He thought of Yan Jingyu’s way of playing chess, then looked at the black stone in the center. Mo Xia had already laughed out loud. “Yan Jingyu said that only idiots place their first move in the center. This is not conducive to establishing a base and fighting for territory…”
In Liao Chen’s cold gaze, her ears turned into beast ears. She held her breath and lowered her head, carefully scraping the chicken bones with a knife.
Mo Dong smiled. “This position, Immortal Lord Yan also said that generally only people with particularly strong skills, who are confident in all changes, would place their move here. I imagine that the Demon Lord is also a master of chess.”
Liao Chen’s face softened a little. “Naturally.”
Mo Xia lowered her head, silently taking the spiritual plants and stewing the chicken soup. She didn’t see at all that three shadow-recording pearls were floating above her head, flashing as they recorded all her movements.
At sunset, when Yan Jingyu and Yin Shi walked into the courtyard together, they saw the majestic and proud Demon Lord with his back to him, a shadow-recording pearl floating above his head. He would glance at it from time to time, then lower his head.
He was focused on chopping the Chinese cabbage in his hand.
Before Yan Jingyu could get close, Liao Chen had already turned around, holding the large kitchen knife in his hand, trying his best to suppress his embarrassment, and said with a straight face, “This Lord feels that since we have come to the mortal world, we should have the appearance of mortals. Three meals a day, four seasons a year, a bountiful harvest of all grains…”
It seemed he didn’t know many idioms.
Yan Jingyu walked straight in the door.
Liao Chen, facing his back, stiffly spat out the last sentence:
“This Lord is experiencing life…”
