Good heavens! The Supreme God is being relentlessly harassed!

Both sides were somewhat surprised when they encountered the high-ranking demons again.

The demon hadn't expected that not only would his formation be so easily broken, but the two people in front of him would also let him go with his remaining food supplies.

"Great! You guys are really wonderful!"

"Since you insist on making things difficult for me, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As he spoke, the demon materialized and swooped down towards Xie Liuyan.

Xie Liuyan's eyes were calm. He had been at Fuyou Mountain for several days, and it was time to settle everything.

Following his master's example, Shen Wangchuan used his spiritual power to create a protective shield.

Xie Liuyan silently recited the incantation, the Eighteen Forms of Cold Shadow.

The Frost Sword was split into countless sword shadows and attacked the demons.

The overwhelming sword intent locked onto the Heart-Eating Demon, who had not expected the white-robed cultivator before it to be far more powerful than it had anticipated.

Finally, after a furious roar, the demons were completely annihilated.

Before it died, its gaze fell on Shen Wangchuan, hoping that the boy would not disappoint it.

It only has one Heart-Eating Demon Seed, and has never used it on anyone else.

This time, it must have foreseen something beforehand, which is why it planted the demonic seed on Shen Wangchuan.

I only hope that the demons in the other person's heart are enough to nourish its seed, and one day, it will surely return!

Shen Wangchuan was unaware of the demons' final illusions. He only thought that his master's sword-wielding posture was quite cool, and he would definitely ask his master for more advice later.

After eliminating the demons, the two returned to the Immortal Village and informed the other villagers.

Hopefully, this village can return to its former prosperity soon.

After finishing everything, they flew back to the Xuantian Sect on their swords.

Lin Ai had been waiting at the sect with his disciples and elders for a long time, confident in his junior brother's strength.

Not long after Lin Qinglin led dozens of his fellow disciples back to the sect, Xie Liuyan and Shen Wangchuan appeared in everyone's sight, flying on their swords in the sky.

Lin Ai stroked his beard; his belief was not without reason.

After landing, Xie Liuyan said to Lin Ai:

"Senior brother, we're back. The demons of Mount Fuyou have been defeated. Qinglin and the others should be back by now, right?"

"Yes, you did very well. Qinglin is such a disappointment; his cultivation isn't very high, but his ambitions are sky-high."

"Instead of reporting the encounter with the demons, he led his fellow disciples on an adventure. This time, he has learned a lesson."

“I have told him to reflect on his actions properly before he comes out.”

Xie Liuyan gave a soft "hmm" to indicate that he understood, and then led Shen Wangchuan toward their residence.

The two remained silent the entire way until they reached the room door, at which point Shen Wangchuan finally spoke:

"Master, thank you for protecting me all this way."

Xie Liuyan paused for a moment, then replied:

"No need to thank me. Since you call me Master, it is only right that I protect you."

Their relationship remains that of master and disciple, and Xie Liuyan wasn't in a hurry at first.

But when he heard the other party's somewhat distant thanks, he felt a rare sense of irritation.

The child is good in every way, except that he is timid.

He had thought the other party would have grown in two years, but now it seems that he needs to work hard in secret.

Shen Wangchuan knew he shouldn't ask for anything, but when his master said that their relationship was that of master and disciple, he was still in a difficult situation.

When his master was protecting him, Shen Wangchuan no longer wanted to maintain such a respectful and polite attitude.

His tone was somewhat urgent: "What if I weren't Master's disciple? Would you still protect me?"

Has he finally figured it out?

Xie Liuyan was initially surprised; his calm mind was stirred up by the person in front of him.

What would you do if I said yes?

"why?"

His identity, which he both delighted and loathed, was shattered by the single word "Master," which cut off all his delusions.

But Shen Wangchuan knew even better that if he didn't even have this identity, then he was nothing in front of Xie Liuyan.

There are so many talented people in the Xuantian Sect, and Lin Qinglin has always stayed very close to his master.

Only he met his master very late, and his cultivation level was incomparable to that of senior cultivators.

What reason would Master have to approve of him?

Xie Liuyan frowned at the sadness in Shen Wangchuan's eyes, realizing that the person in front of him was overthinking again.

"There's no reason why, it's because you are Shen Wangchuan."

“I once said that we have a connection spanning several lifetimes.”

Xie Liuyan's usually cold voice softened, causing the previously dejected Shen Wangchuan to lift his head.

"Fate? Isn't Master lying to me?"

His gloomy mood vanished instantly, and Shen Wangchuan tried his best to discern any clues from his master's face.

This will be his winning chip in the game of emotional manipulation.

Xie Liuyan chuckled at his words, "Lie to you? Do you think I need to lie to you?"

In this world, he is an exceptionally talented, youngest, and even most powerful Mahayana cultivator, a revered immortal venerable by countless cultivators.

In the three thousand worlds, he is the supreme god, with unparalleled divine power, and he governs the laws of time and space.

When did he need to rely on deception to gain other people's trust?

But the words of the person in front of him also revealed his extreme lack of self-confidence. He thought that if he let Shen Wangchuan grow wild, he would eventually grow into the kind of person he had met in his previous life.

However, he overlooked the fact that Shen Wangchuan was too immature in terms of both age and experience at this time, and could not bear too much.

Shen Wangchuan's heart pounded exceptionally fast upon hearing his master's words.

A thought kept flashing through my mind:

Possess him, make him see only you!

If you're bold enough, your master will be able to do whatever you want with you in the future, and he'll smile and talk to you all the time.

Shen Wangchuan's Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly.

The stray hairs on his forehead obscured his eyes, making it impossible to discern his true thoughts.

He likes his master; he may have liked him as early as two years ago when they first met.

That dazzling immortal venerable asked him in the most ordinary tone, "Would you like to repay me with your body?"

The first time I saw him, by the bath, in the main hall, lying under the tree, in my dreams…

Unbeknownst to him, Shen Wangchuan had allowed someone to quietly intrude into his heart.

It occupies all his attention, carries all his affections, makes him feel lost, and makes him willingly give in.

Malicious thoughts surged in his mind; he should bite the other person's lips and act recklessly in the face of his master's surprised gaze.

Thoughts swirled in his mind, but as if considering something, Shen Wangchuan suppressed them all.

If he does that, will his master despise him?

Then Shen Wangchuan raised his head, his previously gloomy expression now neatly composed, leaving only a hint of bewilderment and disbelief:

"Then I would like to say something to Master." His lips curled up slightly, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"I love my master."

"It's not the affection and admiration between master and disciple, it's the desire to be my master's Daoist partner, the kind of affection that involves kissing my master!"