After the Alluring Beauty Transmigrated as the Passionate Second Male Lead [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 76

“Master!”

“I wonder, did the miracle doctor and my master have something important to discuss?” Wei Yang said the word ‘important’ very aggressively. Although he said that, Wei Yang walked forward without any politeness at all as he shook his folding fan. “It seems it’s an unfortunate time for me to come.”

“It’s okay. Originally I was just helping your master check his injury.”

Song Shiwei removed his fingers from Nan Du’s wrist. “It seems that this method is indeed effective, but it will require more cooperation from the two of you in the future. Once you’ve started, it must be done once every three days. Otherwise you’ll suffer a backlash, and the injury will become more serious.”

In other words, he must sleep with Wei Yang at least once every three days.

Wei Yang didn’t understand the meaning of his words, so he blinked dazedly. “What?”

“Ah, let me take a look at you.” Song Shiwei then turned his gaze to him. He walked up to Wei Yang, reached out and tapped several acupuncture points on Wei Yang’s body.

At that moment, the spiritual power gathered in his Dantian surged out uncontrollably, straight into the acupuncture points all over his body. Wei Yang felt uncontrollable pain as well as relief, as if his body, after a long drought, finally got to experience the spring sun that melted the snow and watered it. He felt lighter from head to toe.

Wei Yang’s body swayed, and he was immediately supported by Nan Du, who then threw something into his mouth.

The trembling of the body stopped at that moment. Song Shiwei asked, “How do you feel now?”

“You actually established your foundation successfully in just one night.” Song Shiwei sighed. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, your speed isn’t ordinary, little apprentice.”

He swallowed the pill in his mouth before he could react. Wei Yang worked through the astringent taste in his mouth and said, “I… Established my foundation?”

“Don’t worry, I just helped you unblock your meridians. If you really want to thank someone, you’d better thank your master.” Song Shiwei patted his shoulder with a half-smile. “It’s good luck to be born on a fortunate day.”

“All right, then.” Before Wei Yang could figure out the meaning of his words, Song Shiwei waved his hand. “There’s a new elixir at Fengchun House. I have to go take a look, farewell!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately made a gesture and disappeared.

So Wei Yang finally had the time to turn around and look at Nan Du. In his hand was the sandalwood box from before, now obviously empty.

Wei Yang narrowed his eyes and suddenly felt that something was wrong. “Master, what did you just make me eat?”

Nan Du closed the box with a snap. “Xuanling Pill.”

Wei Yang: !

Wei Yang’s face turned green. “I don’t need…”

But Nan Du didn’t even listen to what he said. He simply threw two books over without any explanation. “Read these carefully.”

It’s coming, it’s finally coming!

Sure enough, was he still going to throw a sword manual at him?

It’s impossible. Even if he’s the only person left in the world, he will not cultivate. Did he think Wei Yang would work hard just because he established a foundation? No way!

Wei Yang casually took the books and threw them on the table. “Master, I told you that I would never practice swordsmanship in this life.”

Then… the breeze blew open the first page.

Underneath that unattractive cover, there was actually…

What seemed to be erotic pictures??????

The two naked figures in the image are tightly intertwined. Judging from their posture, the people depicted are even two men.

“Right. It’s good to study the postures above.”

The Immortal Lord wore white clothes with his back straight, standing like a lonely pine tree. His injury made his face look a little pale, but the whiter than snow skin color made him look cold and beautiful.

His temperament was unattainable, but what he was discussing was…

Discussing……

Heh, even though he’s the most open-minded of all the taskers, would that be enough to take Wei Yang down?

Although he, Wei Yang, was a loser with no ambition, he’d never had his momentum so deeply deflated.

“Master, are you starting to get a taste for me?” Wei Yang’s heart was beating wildly. He tried to suppress it and make it look like he picked up the books nonchalantly, despite the fact he only used two fingers while trying his best not to let them be opened.

“But…” Wei Yang leaned closer to Nan Du’s mesmerizing face and chuckled. “But… I’ve long been familiar with the things in these images. Rather, Master’s actions last night were very green. It’s only right that Master should learn more, right?”

The pages of the book were lightly pushed over, and Nan Du turned to look at them.

His eyes were cold and focused, with strong penetrating power. Even when he was ill, he was still very intimidating. For a moment, Wei Yang felt that Nan Du was able to see through his feigned calmness, straight to his shaken inner heart.

There was even an urge to admit his mistakes and apologize immediately.

The discipleship contract. It had to be because of the discipleship contract.

But Nan Du’s eyes only briefly glanced at his face, and then passed over Wei Yang to look at the open page in his hand.

“So you like this?”

Nan Du glanced at the content pictured and muttered, “It’s indeed a bit complicated, but you’re right.” He nodded. “It’s time to practice.”

He said this while taking a step towards Wei Yang. Before Wei Yang could react, Nan Du’s fingers suddenly touched his shoulders.

Immediately afterwards, his slender legs hooked up to Wei Yang’s waist.

Both legs were lifted off the ground, with only Wei Yang holding his weight up. In this way, Nan Du could only lean on Wei Yang’s body. In order to prevent Nan Du from slipping, Wei Yang subconsciously held his waist.

The slender waist could be held with just one arm, and Nan Du’s long hair tickled his hands. When Wei Yang lowered his head, he saw the snow-white neck covered by the robe’s collar.

Perhaps thanks to the effect of the Xuanling Pill, Wei Yang felt a little hot. He loosened his collar, just as one of Nan Du’s legs slightly bent.

He moved his toes all the way up Wei Yang’s abs, his calf and thin ankle slipping out of his robes. Finally, it stopped at the position of his shoulder as he commanded, “Hold me.”

Wei Yang’s fingers rested on the bulge of his wrist bone, like stroking a jade embedded in a snowman.

He has indeed seen Nan Zhao’s many different forms.

But never anything like this moment.

The cold immortal spread his legs, and because one ankle was on his shoulder, Nan Du was unable to maintain his balance. He could only stick to Wei Yang obediently, with his buttocks practically hitting his lower body.

The face that was as cold as frost and snow seemed much softer because of the close distance, and thanks to his upturned eyes, there was an inexplicable sense of lust when he looked up at the person opposite.

His close-range perception when he had his bearings was completely different from yesterday’s nightmare. He should have felt offended and angry at such a sudden close contact. After all, he’d always tried to stay far away from all of the previous taskers.

But at this moment, all that was left of his body was his blood and heart surging crazily.

Just like a piece of iron rushing to a magnet, or a flying insect encountering light and heat. It felt like… the reason he allowed Nan Du to climb on top of him last night wasn’t just because he couldn’t resist.

By now, Wei Yang had to admit that he had an almost instinctive worship and yearning for Nan Du’s body.

As he held Nan Du’s waist, his chest was filled with bad thoughts about making him cry and beg for mercy. He wanted to make the ends of his eyes red, and wanted his thin lips to moan… Wei Yang’s fingers exerted slight force, wanting to lean Nan Du over the tea table behind him.

“Master…”

There was a hoarse sigh to his words. But as soon as he leaned over, there was a burst of noise outside.

“The glazed cauldron! It’s the glazed cauldron!”

“That’s Immortal Wuqi ‘s glazed cauldron. It’s finally here! I’ll pay 70,000!”

“One hundred thousand!!!”

“Two hundred thousand!!!”

The boiling atmosphere ignited people’s enthusiasm for bidding. But in the crowded auction hall, in addition to the surging heat of people, there was also a vague fragrance of flowers.

“This isn’t good!”

If he hadn’t been seriously injured, Nan Du would have definitely noticed it earlier, but now it was already too late.

As the aroma entered his nose, it was as if all the spiritual energy in his body had been sucked away. His body became heavier, and his waist slid down. However, the second before he landed, he was firmly caught in Wei Yang’s arms.

The cultivation level he’d just established was already weak, so the fragrance didn’t have much of an impact on Wei Yang. What’s more, he was standing, so he wouldn’t lose his center of gravity due to this incident like Nan Du did.

But why did he hug Nan Du?

It was impossible to just let him go now, not to mention that Nan Du’s hands reflexively hooked his neck as he fell, and his warm breath hit the side of his neck. Wei Yang dragged him by his hip with one hand, and his entire body did not dare to move at all.

“You seem to be very stiff.” As expected of Immortal Ronghua, he only reacted to such a turn of events for a second, before immediately returning to his calm demeanor. He even asked Wei Yang sincerely, “Do you need my help?”

~

“Hua Tang!”

“It’s Hua Tang, one of the four great protectors of the demon clan!”

“Run! Hua Tang is here!”

The hall was in chaos at this moment. A few knowledgeable people guessed the identity of the visitor the second they smelled the fragrance of flowers, but it was already too late.

Several strips of red silk sprang out from the main entrance and spread all the way to the hall, followed by thick, winding vines. A person who tried to escape was rolled up by the waist and fell to the ground hard, but the fierce vines didn’t stop there. Instead of giving up, they divided into several branches and sealed all the doors and windows of the auction house.

The fragrance of flowers got even stronger. This time, people were drained of all their strength and fell limply to the ground, one after another. In the only remaining main entrance, a man came, stepping on the red silk. His robe was full of begonias woven with gold threads, and his fingernails dyed with cardamom played with a strand of silky hair at his temples.

With a roll of Hua Tang’s vines, the glazed cauldron on the auction table was pocketed by him, followed by a wave of his sleeve that allowed his men to enter.

“Well then, I’ll have to trouble you all to come with me.”

After saying this, Hua Tang scanned the area. His eyes glimpsed the second floor private room, and with a roll of his long sleeve he flew up.

~

When he opened the door, Nan Du was pressing on Wei Yang.

Their bodies were almost entirely touching each other. Wei Yang’s hands were still holding Nan Du’s waist, and Nan Du’s lips pressed against Wei Yang’s neck.

Hua Tang paused. “Although this protector has seen a lot of things in the demon world, I couldn’t expect that the two of you would be interested in doing such a thing at a time like this.”

Wei Yang’s mind moved slightly when he saw the person coming in.

He didn’t expect to meet Hua Tang here, but somehow, he suddenly felt a sense of relief and joy.

Because Hua Tang was once betrayed by his lover, he hated lovers the most. Whenever he sees one, he always wants to break them up and torture them.

Wei Yang, who’s familiar with the plot, naturally knows this.

Hua Tang will capture them as lovers now and put them to the test through life and death. Then, his good master will wait until he’s tortured to the point of dying before descending with the holy light. He’ll kill the enemy in front of Wei Yang to raise his status in his heart, stirring up feelings and earning his stupid admiration and tears.

No tasker would be willing to let go of such a good opportunity. Wei Yang was even looking forward to Nan Du’s choice. That way, he could calm the strangeness that had started surging in his heart so he could calmly go back to lying down to wait for the next reincarnation.

Thinking like this, Wei Yang moved his body. “Master, are you okay?”

“I just suddenly lost my strength. I’m really sorry. Master, did you get hit?” He frowned, looking like he was heartbroken. “If something happens to you, this disciple will be heartbroken.”

Nan Du ignored him, holding up his hands as if he wanted to get up. But without his spiritual power to protect his body, all the hidden wounds he’d accumulated suddenly appeared. His face turned pale, and he fell down instantly from exhaustion.

It was unclear whether it was true or false, but Wei Yang’s instinctive reaction at that moment was to put his hand under Nan Du’s forehead to prevent him from knocking his head. Then, he caught a glimpse of Hua Tang behind him and said in a sweet voice, “Master, you’re crushing this disciple’s hair.”

Hua Tang’s pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes immediately became fierce.