New mission! Invite Bai Yuqing to share your bed for the night

Even his throat seemed to burn, his voice low and hoarse. "Senior Brother, do you have any idea what you're doing?"

I'm using you to earn points.

He couldn't say that even if someone beat him to death.

Xiao Qinghe said with a perfectly straight face, "Human Clan saliva has disinfectant properties. I'm disinfecting your wound."

Xie Jun felt as though a bucket of cold water had been dumped over him. The heat coursing through him instantly cooled.

He stared into Xiao Qinghe's eyes, only to find an open, honest gaze without a trace of improper desire.

That only made the forbidden longings in his own heart seem all the more shameful.

He belonged to the Demon Clan, born an ill omen who brought nothing but disaster to others. Anyone who knew his true identity was like Bai Yuqing, eager to kill him and be done with it.

Only his senior brother treated him gently.

It was wrong enough to covet his senior brother. How could he possibly tell him what dark fantasies he harbored about him?

Through so many days and nights, the feelings he had wanted to confess countless times had almost burst from his throat in a shout.

Xie Jun parted his lips, but what he finally said was, "Then please keep disinfecting me, Senior Brother."

As he spoke, he pulled his collar farther open, revealing his slender neck and sharply defined collarbones.

His gaze upon Xiao Qinghe seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words, yet his desperate restraint lent it a fragile, wounded look.

Paired with the face of the most handsome man in the entire novel, who could possibly resist?

The readers in the system went wild first.

[Everyone, I'm so excited!

Xie Jun, you coward! You want more than disinfection!

Xiao Qinghe, what are you waiting for with that beauty right in front of you?

#Xiao Qinghe you've got no game#

#Xiao Qinghe you've got no game#]

At that moment, Xiao Qinghe wasn't looking at the comments. He was checking his points in the system, which had already risen to 783.

That last lick had earned him another 71 points, leaving him just 34 short of his 817-point debt.

Just one more lick...

Looking at the obedient young man who knew nothing of this, Xiao Qinghe was wracked with guilt. He silently promised himself that after one more lick, he would properly apply medicine and bandage him. Just then-

"Knock, knock..."

A soft knock came at the door, followed by Bai Yuqing's voice. "My disciple, I'm coming in."

Fuck!

What if Master discovered that Xie Jun had defied his orders and sneaked back into the Sect?

I'm dead!

"Junior Brother, hide and don't make a sound!"

In his panic, he whipped up the blanket, wrapped Xie Jun tightly in it, then lay on his side to shield him with his body.

Bai Yuqing walked slowly inside, his white robes flowing, his bearing like that of an immortal. Seemingly sensing something, he discreetly swept his gaze around the room.

The moonlight was hazy, and drifting clouds faintly visible overhead veiled its dim glow.

The already dark room became even harder to see clearly.

At first glance, nothing seemed amiss.

Bai Yuqing's expression eased slightly. He turned and sat down without a word.

Xiao Qinghe broke into a cold sweat. "Master, have you come so late because you have important instructions for me?"

Bai Yuqing looked at him. "If I hadn't come, were you not going to come to me?"

"You prefer quiet, Master, and you're at a critical stage in your cultivation. I didn't want to disturb you..."

Bai Yuqing simply watched him, as though weighing how much truth and how much falsehood lay in those words.

Xiao Qinghe forced a stiff smile, trembling with apprehension.

Bai Yuqing suddenly stood and slowly approached.

His footsteps were light, yet every step seemed to land on Xiao Qinghe's heart.

Each one made him quake with fear.

If he discovered that I'd defied his orders, knowingly failed to report Xie Jun's secret return, and even hidden Xie Jun in my bed right under his nose, would he kill me with a single strike in his fury?

I'm dead.

This time, I'm really dead.

Bai Yuqing turned slightly and sat on the edge of the bed. Seeing Xiao Qinghe's forehead covered in cold sweat, he sighed deeply. "If you're suffering so much, why didn't you come to me?"

Xiao Qinghe stared blankly for several seconds before he understood what he meant.

Tonight was the full moon. The Ghost King Spirit Pill would wreak havoc, and without blood to ease its effects, he would suffer unbearable pain.

That was why Xie Jun had sneaked back, and even his master, who had still been angry with him during the day, hadn't forgotten what made tonight special.

But now he was half human and half demon, and he had deceived his master because of Xie Jun. It was already a blessing that his master hadn't expelled him. He certainly didn't dare hope that his master would treat him as he once had.

Overwhelmed by the unexpected kindness, Xiao Qinghe asked, "Master, have you been waiting for me all this time?"

Throughout the entire Sect, only his master knew how terribly the Ghost King Spirit Pill tormented him. If Xie Jun hadn't rushed back to offer his blood, his master would naturally have been the only person he could turn to.

So his master really had been waiting for him.

And when he hadn't come, his master had actually come looking for him himself.

"However many wrongs you've committed, you're still my disciple. How could I stand by coldly and watch you suffer?" As Bai Yuqing spoke, he gently lifted his sleeve and extended his right hand.

His wrist, white as jade, drew close to Xiao Qinghe's lips.

His face was as flawless as jade, his expression calm.

But a storm surged through Xiao Qinghe's heart.

Was this really the master who hated the Demon Clan to his very bones?

Why were they all so eager to offer him their blood?

More importantly, he had already drunk Xie Jun's blood and needed no more. But how was he supposed to explain that to his master?

Even more terrifyingly, Xie Jun was hiding right behind him. The slightest carelessness could expose him.

I need to find a way to get Master out of here, fast.

As he was thinking, the system suddenly sounded an electronic chime.

It had actually issued a new mission at a time like this.

[New mission! Invite Bai Yuqing to share your bed for the night!]

Xiao Qinghe nearly coughed up blood. System, are you trying to get me killed?! Xie Jun is right here in bed! If Master gets in too, won't he discover him instantly?

His master was already angry that he had protected Xie Jun. If he discovered that Xiao Qinghe was secretly hiding him as well, wouldn't he cut him down with a single stroke?

Why would you give me such a ridiculous mission?!

[The readers want to see it.]

The reason was blunt and simple enough to drive him mad.

Xiao Qinghe wanted to throw up his hands and quit.

[Defying the readers' wishes will result in the deduction of all your current points. Please think carefully, host.]

If you take all my points, won't I have licked Xie Jun for nothing?

These terms are outrageous! This isn't fair!

[The host's current points are insufficient to repay the amount due this installment. Completing the mission to have Bai Yuqing stay the night will extend the repayment deadline. No penalty will be imposed for this overdue payment.]

Xiao Qinghe: "..."

I don't have a choice at all!

The problem is, this bed isn't big enough! How are three grown men supposed to fit?!

Seeing that he still hadn't drunk any blood, Bai Yuqing raised a hand to his forehead in puzzlement. "My disciple, are you all right?"

On the last full moon, his whole body had long since gone icy cold, and his fangs had emerged. Why was there still no sign of anything tonight?

The instant his hand touched Xiao Qinghe, Xiao Qinghe distinctly felt an icy glare boring into his back. Then Xie Jun hissed through gritted teeth beside his ear, so quietly that only the two of them could hear, "Senior Brother, tell him you don't need him. Make him leave!"

I absolutely can't do that!

Not only can I not make him leave, I have to persuade him to stay-and even lie in the same bed as you!

This is so fucking messed up!

Xiao Qinghe hardly dared imagine what would happen next.

"My disciple, you look so pale. Is the Ghost King Spirit Pill tormenting you again?" Clear concern finally appeared on Bai Yuqing's aloof, elegant face.

Xiao Qinghe was struggling to cope, mainly because he had no idea what lie to tell. "Thank you for your concern, Master. I'm fine."

"Don't try to be brave. Let me take a look."

Before Xiao Qinghe could refuse, Bai Yuqing took his hand. Just as he was about to help him sit up, a powerful force suddenly gripped his waist, pinning him firmly in place.

And so Xiao Qinghe's upper body was pulled upright while his lower half remained nailed to the bed, leaving him stuck in a twisted, almost seductive pose.

That hurts!

Pull any harder and I'll be torn in half!