Good heavens! The Supreme God is being relentlessly harassed!

Chapter 168 Transmigrated into the Sleeping White Moonlight of the Mad Demon Lord (8)

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Shen Wangchuan arrived at Xie Liuyan's room early in the morning, knocked briefly, and went inside.

I originally thought that Master was cultivating, but I was surprised to see Master sitting upright in a chair, reading a book in his hand.

Today, our Master seemed exceptionally special compared to usual.

She removed her white outer garment, revealing a white inner robe over a light blue robe. As she turned the pages of her book, the cuffs fluttered, giving her an elegant and noble air.

Her slender, jade-like fingers turned the pages of the book with apparent concentration.

A flash of amazement crossed Shen Wangchuan's eyes, but more than that, there was nostalgia.

Long ago, when he was still a disciple of his master in the Xuantian Sect, his master was like this.

Whenever he had questions about cultivation and went to his master's bedroom, the master would sometimes read some short notes on cultivation, and sometimes travelogues written by independent cultivators.

The varieties are numerous and varied.

They could even see human paintings in their master's hands.

Looking back, it seems like many years ago that my master was so calm and unmoved by trivial matters.

Time is so cruel, yet he is so fortunate to still be able to stay by her side.

Shen Wangchuan walked calmly behind Xie Liuyan, bent down slightly, rested his chin lightly on the man's shoulder, and said in a low voice:

"What is Master looking at?"

If he were still the naive boy he once was, he would only dare to steal a few glances at it, and would not ask any questions to avoid annoyance.

But now he has enough confidence and ability to stand beside this person, and all his previous worries have disappeared.

Xie Liuyan adapted well to his unexpected appearance, but was somewhat unaccustomed to the distance between them.

too close.

He was so close to kissing this person that he could almost turn his head to do so.

Xie Liuyan's attention was no longer focused on his book, as he was distracted by the people behind him.

"A Short Account of Cultivation" contains many insights gained during cultivation, which I really enjoy.

So it was that book. A realization dawned on Shen Wangchuan's mind.

He had seen his master peruse this book of cultivation notes many times, but each time there would be a gap in time.

When he was young and full of curiosity, he had secretly flipped through the book when the other party wasn't paying attention, and it did contain a lot of insights and secrets about cultivation.

Unfortunately, he found it obscure and difficult to understand at the time, so he quickly flipped through a few pages and put it back in its original place.

Now that his master brings it up again, he only has this vague impression.

But this didn't stump him.

Shen Wangchuan pretended to read a book, but secretly he was thinking about how to attract his master's attention.

He pretended to casually recall something: "Does Master really like reading this type of book? I've collected quite a few of these books since I became the Demon Lord."

"If Master likes them, I can give them to you."

His speaking pace was neither too fast nor too slow, which made people feel comfortable.

Xie Liuyan's attention wasn't on these words; he just felt that Shen Wangchuan had been talking for too long, and the airflow from his words was making his ears itch.

He tilted his head slightly, his tone indifferent:

"No need, I'm just looking around. I've been asleep for ten years, and when I woke up, I suddenly felt the dream was long, so I'm just looking for something to pass the time."

Despite being subtly rejected by his master, Shen Wangchuan didn't feel disappointed. Instead, he went along with the other's words and continued:

"Alright, if Master wants something else to pass the time, I can have someone find it anytime."

A hint of helplessness flashed in Xie Liuyan's eyes as he turned his head and said:

"No need, I have many books in my spirit ring."

He didn't originally need to reply, but considering Shen Wangchuan's abilities and his seriousness, he felt it was better to say something in advance.

Otherwise, if Shen Wangchuan were to openly search for things in the cultivation world, it would likely cause considerable concern among cultivators.

His attention was constantly diverted by Shen Wangchuan, and he couldn't turn a single page of the book in his hands for a long time.

When Xie Liuyan noticed, he realized that the distance between the two of them was already shorter than the safe distance.

It's so close, really too close.

He could clearly feel the other person's breathing and see the fine downy hairs on Shen Wangchuan's face.

When their eyes met, they could clearly see each other's shrunken reflections.

Shen Wangchuan's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes lingering; in such a scene, he could hardly remain rational.

Even though the temperature inside the room was just right, he felt hot inside and sweating all over.

Ever since he realized his feelings of liking and admiration for his master, he has been constantly thinking about and yearning for close contact with his master.

Such a cold and aloof master would probably scold him for betraying his master and ancestors, and for not respecting his teacher.

He should have been ashamed of his fantasies, but undeniably, his body was capable of feeling.

There was even a hint of excitement.

At that moment, he felt that he was being reckless and unworthy, and that he was not suited to the right path.

Unexpectedly, through a series of coincidences, he actually cultivated demonic arts, took the evil path in the eyes of the world, and became the leader of those crooked and evil ways.

After waiting for so long, this person is now sitting right in front of him. If he doesn't seize this opportunity, wouldn't he be a disgrace to his status as a demonic cultivator?

So after their eyes met, his gaze shifted two inches down, and he stared intently at his master's beautifully shaped lips.

Master's lips were thin, and his temperament was cold. It is said that people with thin lips are also cold-hearted, but he never believed in such things.

He etched it into his mind with his gaze, his eyes growing increasingly unrestrained.

Respecting teachers and valuing the Way will not grant him his desires, but inner demons can. Completely unleash the demons within, let them possess his body, and he will kiss the one he loves most.

Xie Liuyan sensed something; Shen Wangchuan's eyes were filled with a strong sense of aggression and attack, as if he wanted to devour him whole.

Based on his experience from the previous worlds, his heart skipped a beat, and his intuition told him that he should break the ambiguous atmosphere.

He tried to pull himself back to escape the somewhat familiar atmosphere.

Shen Wangchuan seemed to have anticipated his actions, and reached out to put his arm around Xie Liuyan's waist.

The tone was low and ambiguous:

"Master, is it alright?"

I want to kiss you so many times.

Ha! Xie Liuyan shook his head, about to refuse.

Unexpectedly, after seemingly seeking opinions, Shen Wangchuan leaned closer, put one arm around Xie Liuyan's waist, and used the other to support the back of Xie Liuyan's head, then kissed him directly.

Just as he expected, his master's lips were indeed very soft, a stark contrast to his aloof personality.

A "thud" sounded outside the quiet Chaoyue Palace, as if a book had fallen to the ground.

Aside from startling the birds perched on the nearby paulownia tree, the owner of the book had no time to spare; he was trapped in a "dangerous situation" from which he could not escape.