Quick Wear: An honest man is always criticized for forced love

Memories and reality overlapped. Shen Jun looked at the crushed candied haws on the ground and Qi Qingchuan who was walking towards him. A chill suddenly rose from the soles of his feet and spread throughout his body.

Shen Jun felt like he was frozen, standing there not knowing what to do.

His mind was confused for a moment, and he even looked at Qi Qingchuan helplessly, with a hint of pleading unconsciously in his eyes, but Qi Qingchuan refused to look at him. He just watched the people behind Shen Jun slowly walk to Shen Jun.

He reached out and grasped Shen Jun's cold hands tightly. Shen Jun looked at him and forgot to struggle for a moment, and just let him pull him.

"And you still say that you two are not having an affair!" Cheng Hua said with a little excitement, looking at their clasped hands.

Then, Cheng Hua winked at Xu Chengye beside him. Xu Chengye looked at him and nodded slightly.

He raised his sword and chanted a series of spells. The next second, two intertwined streams of smoke, one blue and one white, slowly emanated from the blood drops that were almost drying up on the sword.

They rose and merged in the air, and finally one part flew into Shen Jun's chest, while the other part circled in the air for a moment before falling back into Qi Qingchuan's body.

Shen Jun looked at it and subconsciously wanted to pull his hands out, but Qi Qingchuan used some force to hold Shen Jun's hands, and he was unable to struggle free for a while.

Everyone looked at the green smoke and fell silent for a moment. The Soul-Judgment Sword worn by the chief disciple of Zihua Mountain was the most precious treasure of Zihua Mountain. A drop of blood on it could reveal the true energy contained in it.

Although most of the two streams of true energy flew into Shen Jun's arms, a small part that was not internalized by Shen Jun returned to its original owner - Qi Qingchuan.

In other words, the two people exchanged their true qi with each other, but the true qi of ordinary cultivators and monsters are inherently repulsive, unless the two people internalize it through some special means.

As for this special method, everyone knows it well.

The first thing mentioned on the bamboo slips has been confirmed. The sword cultivator of the Wuqing Dao actually had an affair with the Demon King. Doesn’t Shen Jun know what would happen if the Wuqing Dao broke its rules?

Or... is there any way for him to stop himself from breaking the precepts and keep his spiritual power from dissipating?

It is not easy to do this. All you need is a constant supply of pure and genuine qi for Shen Jun to use at any time.

As for if this true qi comes from the same lineage as Shen Jun, it would be even better and he can use it without having to internalize it.

Everyone couldn't help but think of Shen Jun's four missing masters...

"No...it's not like that. Senior Brother has nothing to do with this fox demon!" Qingping's voice rose in the crowd. He took a step and wanted to walk towards Shen Jun but was fixed in place by Qi Qingchuan's immobilization technique.

The next second, Shen Jun only felt a stream of true energy slowly flowing from Qi Qingchuan's palm into his own palm.

A bad premonition came to his mind. Shen Jun looked at Qi Qingchuan and wanted to speak but couldn't.

Gradually, half of Shen Jun's body began to lose consciousness. Qi Qingchuan opened his arms and embraced him in his arms. Seeing this, everyone immediately became noisy.

"In broad daylight, you...you are so shameless!"

"It seems that what the bamboo slips said is true! The four immortals of Qingyue Mountain really fell into your hands!"

"Shen Jun, you are a shameless ungrateful bastard!"

"Nonsense! Senior brother is not that kind of person! He won't harm our master!" Gao Wei shouted at the people opposite him, but unfortunately his voice was quickly drowned out by the crowd's increasingly high emotions.

The shouting in the crowd was getting louder and louder. Shen Jun listened but couldn't refute. He was conscious but had no strength left.

"You keep saying that it's not true, but why don't you tell me where your four masters went?" Cheng Hua put his hands behind his back and looked down at the people in Qingyue Mountain.

After hearing what he said, the people from Qingyue Mountain were speechless for a moment. It was indeed as Cheng Hua said. Before the four masters disappeared, only Shen Jun had seen them. And during the time when the mountain gate suffered a disaster, Shen Jun had indeed been claiming that he could not contact the four masters.

"Have you had enough of the trouble?" Qi Qingchuan suddenly interrupted. Shen Jun was half lying in his arms, his consciousness being pulled. He seemed to know what Qi Qingchuan wanted to do. He wanted to speak out to stop him, but he couldn't make any sound to stop him.

The more he struggled, the tighter his lips were sealed. He could only move his still movable fingers to pinch the corner of Qi Qingchuan's clothes to calm him down.

No, Qi Qingchuan, don’t do this, Shen Jun shouted silently.

A tear inexplicably flowed down his face. Qi Qingchuan lowered his head as if he had noticed something. He gave Shen Jun a forced smile.

As Shen Jun watched, he felt as if his heart had been hit hard by a heavy object.

"It's not like that! You fox demon! Let me go right now!" Qingping said as he broke through Qi Qingchuan's immobilization spell and rushed over. He stretched out his hand to pull Shen Jun out of his arms.

But the moment his hand touched Shen Jun, the expression on his face froze instantly.

The moment Qingping was stunned, Qi Qingchuan waved his sleeves and slapped the man away. With his movements, everyone could see clearly that a light white energy in Qi Qingchuan's hand was surrounding Shen Jun's wrist.

It was just a thin wisp of white mist, and when Qi Qingchuan moved a little more violently, it was pulled out into a long strip, exposing it to everyone.

"That's... soul-stealing!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone took a step back in shock.

Everyone knows that the fox demon clan is skilled in the art of controlling souls. Those who are controlled may lose their will and be unable to think independently at best, or become puppets of the caster and be controlled by them for the rest of their lives.

However, each execution of the soul-stealing technique consumes half of one's lifetime of cultivation. The higher the level of cultivation, the longer one can control a person, and the more comprehensive the control over the person's will.

Ordinary fox demons can only temporarily confuse people and make them fall into illusions, but a determined cultivator can quickly break through the spell by just calming down and concentrating.

But for someone like Qi Qingchuan, although everyone is unclear about his strength, everyone knows that this demon king lost his old demon pill a few years ago, but he formed a pill again in just a few years. It takes an ordinary demon at least a hundred years, and at most thousands of years, to form a pill.

As for Qi Qingchuan, the demon pill can be formed as soon as he says so, and his strength is so terrifying.

It is conceivable that if he were to perform this soul-stealing technique, someone like Shen Jun would have already become a puppet in his hands.

If Shen Jun was controlled by someone and that was why he harmed his master, this seems more reasonable.

For a moment, the focus of public opinion turned to Qi Qingchuan again, and everyone, led by Cheng Hua, turned to look at him.

"As you can see," Qi Qingchuan said coldly, "it was me who held Shen Jun hostage, and it was me who forced Shen Jun to have sex with me."

These few words exploded like a thunder in everyone's ears, and some old-fashioned people were so shocked that they were speechless.

"You...how can you, a dignified demon king, do such a dirty thing!" Cheng Hua looked at Qi Qingchuan and stuttered for a moment.

"You! You fox demon! Let me go!" Qingping struggled to stand up from the ground. Even with blood coming out of the corner of his mouth, he still tried hard to rush forward.

The fellow disciples who were closer to Shen Jun were also shouting and trying to rescue Shen Jun from Qi Qingchuan.

But who knew that Qi Qingchuan would pick up Shen Jun by the waist.

The people who were unaware of the situation were knocked to the ground by Qi Qingchuan's powerful internal force before they could react, and they fell to the ground like weeds blown by a storm, with a large number of them falling crookedly.

"Shen Jun, I'm taking him away. You can fight among yourselves. I'm coming here only for him." After Qi Qingchuan finished speaking, he turned into a streak of white light and disappeared in mid-air.

A purple figure just flashed out from Qingyue Mountain in a hurry, but it was too late to stop Qi Qingchuan. Xianyang, who arrived late, was overwhelmed when he saw the two disappearing figures.

"Qi Qingchuan! You...why are you doing this?" Xianyang shook his head with a look of disappointment on his face.

Everyone helped each other to stand up from the ground, only to find Qingping drawing his sword and trying to chase him. The other disciples of Qingyue Mountain were no exception.

But the problem here had not been resolved yet. Xu Chengye gave a look to the people around him, and everyone in Qingyue Mountain was trapped in front of the mountain gate.

Although Gao Wei is young, he is not afraid of anything. He stepped forward and was about to speak when Xianyang blocked him behind him.

No matter what, Xianyang is the one with the highest cultivation and the most seniority among everyone. Although he usually lives in seclusion in the mountains for many years, everyone knows that Xianyang has a close relationship with Qingyue Mountain.

With him coming forward, the scene was not as chaotic as before.

But...Xianyang looked in the direction where Qi Qingchuan was going away, and his brows furrowed even more tightly.

This child, please don’t do anything stupid, Xianyang prayed silently in his heart.