The next morning, Ling Weijun, the Sect Leader of Tianyan Sect, arrived at Luoxia Peak. From across the water, he spotted the familiar figure in white sitting at the pavilion in the center of the lake, brewing tea.

Ling Weijun walked along the water’s corridor and entered the pavilion.

On the stone table, two empty cups were placed. Without thinking, Ling Weijun sat down on the opposite side of the table.

Ling Weijun: “Immortal Lord’s mood today is quite refined.”

Bai Tu glanced up at him, opened his mouth, and kindly swallowed the words: “That cup is for Yun Ye”.

Bai Tu asked. “What brings you here?”

Ling Weijun took a jade flute from his robe and handed it to Bai Tu. “Yesterday, Yun Ye brought this magic weapon to me. I have already investigated it, and the two individuals who were using the magic weapon have also been interrogated. However…”

The tea in the pot began to boil. Bai Tu calmly watched him, waiting for his conclusion.

Ling Weijun continued, “We still cannot confirm the origin of this object, but it is suspected to be related to the Abyss of Demons.”

Bai Tu paused for a moment, then quickly regained his composure. He lifted the teapot and poured some tea into both cups. “Are you certain it came from the Abyss of Demons?”

“We’ve investigated, and indeed, there is a trace of the Demonic Realm’s aura emanating from this jade flute. However, the Demonic Realm has been absent from the world for quite some time, and as for solid evidence… we can’t provide any for the moment.” Ling Weijun smiled. “After all, it was Immortal Lord who personally subdued the Abyss of Demons. Compared to us, you must be the one who understands these matters the most.”

Bai Tu fell silent.

He lowered his gaze at the jade flute, momentarily lost in thought.

The Abyss of Demons—this was where Yun Ye, after his fall into darkness, ultimately took refuge.

In the novel, Yun Ye was of mixed blood—half demon, half immortal, half human, and half demon. His biological father had been the previous Demon King of the Abyss of Demons. The novel attributed Yun Ye’s descent into darkness to the awakening of the demonic power within him but what Bai Tu knew from his previous life was that it was all part of a scheme by those from the Abyss of Demons.

After the death of the previous Demon King, the Abyss of Demons was on the brink of collapse. They sent people out to find the Demon King’s heir. They found Yun Ye, awakened his demonic power, and forced him into darkness, leaving him with no choice but to fall into the Abyss.

Thus, in this life, Bai Tu had ensured that the Abyss of Demons was completely erased from existence more than a decade ago. But why, then, was something from the Abyss appearing now?

“Immortal Lord?”

Ling Weijun’s voice brought Bai Tu back to the present. He shook his head and asked, “What does Sect Leader plan to do?”

“This…” Ling Weijun hesitated for a moment and instinctively took a sip of tea. “I’m not sure about entrusting this matter to the younger generation of disciples. However, Tianyan Sect has just recruited a batch of new disciples, and we are currently dealing with many tasks. I’m afraid there might not be enough energy to properly investigate this. I wonder… would Immortal Lord be willing to…”

Bai Tu understood his meaning.

Even if Ling Weijun didn’t bring it up, Bai Tu knew that he would have to investigate the matter himself in order to put his mind at ease.

Just as Bai Tu was about to respond, a voice suddenly came from behind him: “No.”

Yun Ye swiftly crossed the corridor and walked up to Bai Tu’s side.

Ling Weijun furrowed his brows. “Is it your place to interrupt when your elders are speaking?”

Yun Ye ignored his words and simply said. “My master has been in poor health lately and cannot be overworked.”

Ling Weijun was taken aback. ” Immortal Lord, what’s wrong with your health? Should we have Elder Ningdan come and take a look?”

“It’s nothing. I just expended some cultivation earlier.” Bai Tu replied. “Yun Ye, this matter has nothing to do with you. Please step back.”

“But…”

Bai Tu’s tone turned firm. “Be obedient.”

Yun Ye reluctantly muttered an “oh” and moved to the side of the pavilion, crossing his arms and leaning against a stone pillar, still exuding a sense of displeasure.

Bai Tu shook his head helplessly. “I will investigate this matter thoroughly. The sect leader doesn’t need to worry.”

Seeing that Bai Tu had finally spoken, Ling Weijun felt reassured. “That’s good to hear. I will leave this matter in your hands, then. I will also leave the two disciples who brought the jade flute in the hands of the Discipline Hall for you to handle.”

“Understood.”

After Ling Weijun left, Bai Tu glanced at Yun Ye, who was still sulking by the stone pillar. He refilled his cup of tea. “You asked for me to make you tea, but now you don’t want to drink it?”

“Of course I want to,” Yun Ye said, walking over to sit beside Bai Tu.

Bai Tu handed him the cup. Yun Ye took it, his fingers purposefully brushing against Bai Tu’s cold hand. “Master, are you really going to go?”

“Of course,” Bai Tu replied, pulling his hand back, his voice calm. “This concerns the Demon Abyss. I cannot afford to be careless.”

Yun Ye’s expression darkened. “Master… do you truly despise the Demon Abyss so much?”

Bai Tu looked up at him. “Good and evil cannot coexist.”

… Moreover, if the issue with the Demon Abyss wasn’t resolved, this little wolf cub would end up being dragged back there.

He certainly didn’t want to fail again.

“I understand,” Yun Ye said. “Master, let me go with you.”

Bai Tu furrowed his brows. “Why don’t you stay on the mountain and focus on your cultivation instead of running around?”

“I’m just concerned about your health,” Yun Ye replied, lowering his eyes and speaking in a soft tone. “Master, please let me go. I’ve been at Tianyan Sect for so long, but I’ve never left the mountain.”

Bai Tu couldn’t stand Yun Ye’s pitiful expression, and Yun Ye had become quite adept at using it against him. Whenever he made a request, he adopted that same vulnerable demeanor, leaving Bai Tu unable to bring himself to refuse.

After a moment of hesitation, Bai Tu said. “I’ll take you, but everything must be under my control. You can’t act on your own. Understand?”

“Yes, I’ll follow Master’s orders.”

Two days later, the master and disciple left the mountain with the pair of senior brothers.

According to the two senior brothers, they had originally been cultivating in a small town’s Daoist temple. On one occasion, they were tasked with exorcising evil spirits at the residence of the town’s magistrate. There, they met a wandering sorcerer who was staying at the magistrate’s house.

At that time, the news had just spread that Tianyan Sect’s revered Immortal Lord Zhaohua was about to accept disciples. The two senior brothers had long admired Zhaohua, so the daoist gave them the jade flute, suggesting that they use it for their plans.

Within half a day, the group arrived at Jincheng, a town located a hundred miles from Tianyan Sect.

The town wasn’t large, but it was bustling with activity due to the market day. The streets were packed with people, creating a lively atmosphere. The group disguised themselves as ordinary merchants and settled in the largest inn in the town.

The senior brothers were sent by Yun Ye to gather information, while Bai Tu was forced to stay in the inn’s room to rest.

Bai Tu tried to reason with him. “I’m really fine…”

“No.” Yun Ye firmly pressed Bai Tu back onto the bed. His tone was unusually stern. “Master, you’ve been vomiting several times today, and your complexion is off. You cannot be careless.”

Bai Tu frowned. “We agreed before we came that you would listen to me.”

Yun Ye brought him a cup of water and spoke in a soft, coaxing tone. “I’ll listen to you about everything else, but for this matter, you have to listen to me. Your health is the most important. Don’t push yourself.”

Bai Tu couldn’t argue with him and had no choice but to take a few sips of hot water with Yun Ye’s help before being gently pressed back into bed to lie down obediently. Watching Yun Ye stay by the bedside without moving an inch, Bai Tu couldn’t help but feel a bit puzzled.

Who exactly was the master here?

When did this little wolf cub unlock “motherly” attributes?

After a while, Yun Ye sat down beside the bed and asked. “Master, do you think the Daoist is really connected to the Demon Abyss?”

Bai Tu thought for a moment. “It’s hard to say right now, but since he possesses an item from the Demon Abyss, it must be related.”

“But wasn’t the Demon Abyss destroyed by you decades ago?”

Bai Tu pursed his lips and didn’t answer.

Yun Ye vaguely sensed something and softly asked. “Master, the Demon Abyss… what exactly happened?”

Before Bai Tu could respond, there was a knock at the door.

Yun Ye: “Come in.”

It was the two senior brothers who had gone out to gather information.

As soon as they entered, Yin Shaoyang immediately walked to the bedside and asked with concern. “Immortal Lord, are you feeling any better?”

This person had been quite arrogant and imposing in the secret realm. It wasn’t until Bai Tu interacted with him in the past few days that he realized this person was an avid fan of the Immortal Lord Zhaohua.

Earlier, when detained at Tianyan Sect, he was reluctant to cooperate with the investigation, but as soon as he heard they would be descending the mountain with Immortal Lord Zhaohua, he immediately agreed.

Throughout the journey, he showed great enthusiasm toward Bai Tu which made Yun Ye so angry he almost wanted to bite him.

Yun Ye subtly turned to block Yin Shaoyang’s view, his voice cold. “How did your inquiries go?”

Jing Yan replied. “Reporting to Immortal Lord and Brother Yun, we have inquired, and it is said that the county magistrate has been seriously ill recently and is not seeing any visitors.”

Bai Tu furrowed his brow but heard Yin Shaoyang snort dismissively. “It’s not that he’s not seeing visitors, he’s just not seeing us. I just saw a troupe of performers leaving from inside.”

He paused, then added. ” Immortal Lord need not worry. We all know spells. Those servants wouldn’t be able to stop us. We could just go in and force the county magistrate to hand over the person, no problem.”

“No,” Bai Tu said. “If that wandering Daoist truly has some power, doing so would only alert him. Our goal is to trace the source of the magical item, so we need to avoid alerting too many people.”

Yun Ye thought for a moment, then suddenly spoke. “I have an idea.”

The next afternoon, Yun Ye, Yin Shaoyang, and Jing Yan sat silently in the lobby of the inn, staring blankly at the closed door of Bai Tu’s room on the second floor.

It seemed the awkward atmosphere was becoming too much for the youngest, Jing Yan, who cautiously spoke up. “Um… Brother Yun, do you think what we’re doing is really okay?”

Yun Ye cleared his throat and shifted his gaze away. “Master hasn’t said anything, so why are you worried?”

“But… but…”

Jing Yan fell silent again, and the three of them continued staring at the teapot in front of them. They had no idea how much time passed before Bai Tu’s door opened, and two young women walked out.

The three of them hurried to meet them.

The women smiled, covering their mouths. “Everything is arranged. Tonight, we’ll wait under the tree on the east side of the city for the gentlemen.”

Yun Ye thanked them before heading upstairs.

Bai Tu’s door was slightly ajar. Yun Ye knocked, and a voice from inside responded, “Come in.”

Inside, Bai Tu was sitting with his back to the door, facing the vanity mirror. He had changed into a red outfit. The fiery red skirt trailed on the floor, and the belt at his waist highlighted his slender figure.

Yun Ye’s heart skipped a beat, his pace quickening as he stepped inside and closed the door.

Upon hearing him enter, Bai Tu turned his head, and for once, there was an unusual hint of unease in his gaze. “Yun Ye, I don’t think this is right.”

He wore a red veil made of gauze, covering his face, leaving only his bright and clean eyes visible. His face was lightly touched with powder, without any exaggerated embellishment, giving him a natural, effortless beauty.

“No, Master, you look perfect like this.”

Yun Ye steadied his breath, picking up a red brush from the table. He gently lifted Bai Tu’s face, carefully drawing a delicate red flower on his forehead.

Bai Tu felt a wave of nervousness, his lips unconsciously pressing together, his eyelashes trembling slightly as they brushed against Yun Ye’s fingers like tiny feathers.

Yun Ye couldn’t help but feel a surge of desire rise within him, uncontrollable and intense.

It was Yun Ye’s idea to have Bai Tu wear this look.

The county magistrate would summon dancers and singers every night to entertain him, and blending in with the dancers was the fastest way to get inside.

Among their group, only Bai Tu and Jing Yan were slightly shorter, but Jing Yan was too weak to go alone.

Thus, only Immortal Lord Zhaohua was the most suitable.

It made sense, and there was no room for argument.

Although Yun Ye had suggested this with a touch of personal interest, as the burning desire within him grew stronger, he couldn’t help but realize…

—He might just be asking for trouble.

=^_^=

Author has something to say: Bai Tu: I fee like I’ve been tricked.

Yun Ye: No, that’s not true at all.

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Let me recommend a friend’s story, a modern ABO, mpreg, enemies turning into lovers!

“After Being Marked by A Powerful Love Rival”

Synopsis:

Song Yi is a flirtatious, refined scoundrel who’s been living recklessly since childhood.
Gu Xingchuan is a popular male idol, with a handsome face that crushes everything in his path.
For the same white moonlight, the two have been rivals for years.
Until Song Yi goes from being a man with eight-pack abs to an Omega who smells like milk.

Gu Xingchuan: Hey, do you know what an Omega is?

Song Yi: Omega? Is that a watch brand?

Gu Xingchuan (smiling as he unbuckles his belt): You’re right. Want to see my luminous watch?

Little Skit

White Moonlight: I’ve decided to choose one of you two as my partner.

Gu Xingchuan: I’m out, I already have a wife.

Song Yi: You guys talk, I’ll go home and feed the dog.

Gu Xingchuan: …Woof.