Good heavens! The Supreme God is being relentlessly harassed!

As dawn broke, Xie Liuyan slowly opened his eyes.

He felt something strange at his waist, and he knew what had happened without even looking.

No matter how many lifetimes have passed, Shen Wangchuan's habit of putting his arm around someone's waist has never changed.

In the past, he would never have allowed such a situation to occur.

But things are different now. Now that he has completely accepted the other person, he is not a pretentious person.

Move your body slightly to relax.

I had a rare good night's sleep last night.

The spiritual energy within his body was flowing smoothly, showing signs of a breakthrough.

Since I stopped deliberately pursuing improvement in my cultivation, everything has become as natural as water flowing into a channel.

His thoughts had barely wandered when he heard a noise from the person beside him.

Shen Wangchuan mumbled a few words in his sleep and then suddenly opened his eyes.

He had a bad dream last night; in the dream, his master was covered in blood and lying quietly in his arms.

No matter how desperately Shen Wangchuan cried out, his master would no longer gently hug him, but would just laugh and call him stupid.

His bright black eyes held a hint of death, the blood-red background staining his pupils crimson.

"Master! Don't go!!"

Shen Wangchuan sat up, demonic energy coursing through his body and manifesting on his face.

His once fair chin was now streaked with blood.

The dream lured out his inner demons, and the more pain he felt, the happier the demonic seed planted in his body became.

In a daze, the whispers of the Heart-Eating Demon echoed in my ears:

"Do you regret it? Do you feel remorse? He'll never come back—never again."

"Your master has been killed, hahahaha~ because you're a piece of trash! Utterly trash!"

"You can't protect him, you'll only kill him!"

The endless negative curses are like Satan luring people to hell, causing them to fall into utter depravity.

Xie Liuyan never expected things to turn out this way; he had thought that the protective shield had completely isolated the demonic energy.

Unless the demons were planning this from the very beginning.

Damn!

His brows were furrowed, and his hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals.

"Shen Wangchuan, can you hear me?"

Shen Wangchuan looked pained, his hands covering his head, everything before him shrouded in blood.

His heart had been corrupted by the demonic seed, and he could no longer hear his beloved master's inquiries.

He only wanted to take the sword and kill everyone who had harmed his master.

"No, you mustn't hurt Master!"

Shen Wangchuan made a grasping motion, preparing to summon the Evil-Repelling Sword.

Seeing through his intentions, Xie Liuyan no longer hesitated.

As soon as the word "bind" was uttered, Shen Wangchuan's hands were bound.

He didn't know the extent to which Shen Wangchuan was corrupted by demonic energy; the only thing he could do was to tell him not to hurt himself.

"Let me go! Let me go! I need to find my master, let me see him!"

Shen Wangchuan's voice became hoarse and choked with emotion; he was unaware that he had been afflicted by the demonic energy of the demon race.

He was simply distracted by the scene presented to him by the demonic seed, which was not yet fully developed and was rapidly absorbing all the negative emotions it had received from Shen Wangchuan.

Fear, anger, guilt, regret, unbearable pain...

These are its nutrients.

Given enough time, it can break free of its body and regain its self.

Xie Liuyan approached Shen Wangchuan and quickly pressed several acupoints on his body.

First, seal off the flow of the opponent's spiritual energy to slow down the spread of demonic energy.

At the same time, whisper in the other person's ear: "What you see is all fake. I am here. It's all fake."

Even as he repeated it over and over, Shen Wangchuan remained immersed in his own world.

Suddenly, Shen Wangchuan turned around and glanced at Xie Liuyan beside him.

The bloodshot in his eyes faded slightly, and he seemed to be regaining his senses.

Xie Liuyan wasted no time. He could tell that Shen Wangchuan was trapped in an illusion woven by his inner demons, and only by walking out of this illusion himself could it be broken.

All he could do was use his own spiritual power as a guide to disperse the demonic energy within the other person's body.

Xie Liuyan used his right index and middle fingers together to strike the opponent's heart with lightning speed.

First, seal the golden core, then use it as a medium.

The sound of blood dripping onto the quilt was like a drop of blood.

At the same time, someone let out a muffled groan.

As Xie Liuyan guided the demonic energy away from Shen Wangchuan's body, Shen Wangchuan, bewitched by his inner demons, grabbed Xie Liuyan's arm without hesitation and bit down on his neck.

Due to the effects of being partially demonized, Shen Wangchuan's tiger teeth grew longer and became sharper.

When the canine tooth pierced the skin, a crimson flower bloomed on the pale neck.

This was nothing to Xie Liuyan, as cultivators not only cultivate spiritual power but also strengthen their physique.

Ordinary sharp weapons cannot cut a cultivator's skin.

Even though he had been bitten twice by canine teeth, the wounds healed rapidly as Shen Wangchuan's teeth left.

At this moment, Xie Liuyan had already guided nearly half of the demonic energy out of the other party's body. He only needed to wait for another half incense stick to burn.

The sweet blood entered his mouth, and Shen Wangchuan's eyes cleared for a moment before falling back into chaos due to the interference of the demonic seed.

The blood of the person in front of me is so sweet, with a hint of orchid fragrance.

His mind was also affected, and his sharp teeth kept rubbing against Xie Liuyan's neck.

Finally, it bit down hard like a predator hunting its prey, causing the newly healed wound to reopen.

To avoid wasting a single drop of blood, Shen Wangchuan gently traced the tip of his tongue across the porcelain-white skin.

Xie Liuyan cursed inwardly as he felt the itch, deciding to settle accounts with this guy after the demonic energy was completely cleared away.

He still remembered that when he asked Shen Wangchuan, the other party said there was nothing unusual.

As a result, something unusual happened when they returned to Xuantian Sect.

Once Shen Wangchuan sobers up, he will definitely settle this score with the other party.

Without further distraction, Xie Liuyan intensified his efforts, and the demonic energy that was drawn out was immediately destroyed by the Heavenly Gang Formation he casually set up.

In the end, it turned into wisps of smoke.

As the last wisp of demonic energy dissipated into the air, Shen Wangchuan slowly regained his senses.

His will hardened, the stagnant spiritual energy began to flow again, and the demonic seed within him was completely suppressed.

Once it is no longer affected by demonic energy, the demonic seed will be unable to absorb negative emotions and will simply disappear completely.

Upon regaining consciousness, Shen Wangchuan stared in disbelief at the two bloody holes on his fair, jade-like skin.

He actually bit his master?!

Under Xie Liuyan's powerful spiritual energy, the original wound gradually shrank until it became two small red dots.

Shen Wangchuan couldn't care less about looking anymore; the first thing he wanted to do was apologize to his master.

Little did he know that Xie Liuyan had anticipated his actions and raised his left hand to cover his lips and the words that were about to come out.

"No need to apologize. It was my oversight that I didn't notice your unusual behavior at the time."

Hearing his words, Shen Wangchuan felt even more upset than if he had apologized himself.

Regardless of the circumstances, it was his stubbornness and keeping it from his master that led to the current situation.

Xie Liuyan could easily guess what the other person was thinking at this moment and wanted to offer some comfort, but perhaps taking action would be better.

He withdrew his left hand and reached forward with his right hand to support the back of the other person's head.

Under Shen Wangchuan's surprised gaze, it bit down hard.

His movements were so forceful that Shen Wangchuan even felt a slight pain; his lips seemed to have been bitten and tasted rust.

After the kiss, Shen Wangchuan could finally feel his breath again.

Xie Liuyan casually touched the corner of his lips, then said:

"I prefer to retaliate on the spot rather than settle scores afterward."