Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

"But I don't want you to experience their roles right now. Your willingness is based on the fact that I have a source wound, which isn't pure."

Jun Wuxie tried his best to stay awake, restraining the strong impulse in his heart.

A woman like Mu Ciyin, appearing in his room in such a posture, and now they were in such a position on a bed, even with his composure, he found it difficult to control himself.

The contact between their skin, that jade-like texture, constantly stimulated his nerves. The slight coolness mixed with body temperature was even more captivating.

"My willingness is genuine, it just happens to be during the period when you have a source wound, so you misunderstand. It's not what you think."

"Isn't this your original intention? You also said that your ultimate goal is for me to willingly cultivate with you."

"Now, I, Mu Ciyin, am telling you that I am willing at this moment. I want to cultivate with you tonight. What are you still hesitating about? Come on, I'm already prepared."

Jun Wuxie stared into Mu Ciyin's eyes, and because of their current posture and position, it had a somewhat condescending feel.

He reached out and hooked Mu Ciyin's delicate chin, and said, "The matter between a man and a woman, when the feelings reach a certain point, it will happen naturally, and not be forced due to certain reasons."

"Although I am enduring a lot of hardship right now, I cannot do that."

"Because I don't want any flaws left in your heart. You are such a perfect woman, so this matter should also be perfect."

Mu Ciyin's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and moisture gradually gathered in them. The arms that were holding his waist released at this moment, and then suddenly hugged his neck tightly, pulling his head down into her arms.

Jun Wuxie felt her body trembling slightly, and also felt the strong emotional fluctuations in her heart.

Tears streamed down from the corners of her eyes.

"Ciyin Shizun..."

Jun Wuxie reluctantly raised his head from her arms.

"Don't... don't call me Shizun. In the future, when there's no one around, drop the word 'Shizun'."

Mu Ciyin thought of their current intimate posture, and the word Shizun made her heart tremble.

"Okay!"

Jun Wuxie was pleasantly surprised. Her saying this meant that she was beginning to accept slowly letting go of her identity as a Shizun in her heart.

"Ciyin."

Jun Wuxie called out softly.

Mu Ciyin's face flushed instantly, and she responded with a soft "Mmm", her body also trembling slightly.

The sudden change in address made her not quite used to it, and she had an indescribable feeling, only feeling that her heartbeat had doubled!

Jun Wuxie got off her, no longer pressing down on her, reached out and pulled the brocade quilt over, covering her beautiful and dazzling perfect body, and let out a heavy breath.

"Before my source wound is healed, Ciyin is not allowed to seduce me like today. If my source wound is healed, I welcome you to do this at any time. At that time, I will discipline you until you cry and beg for mercy."

"Ah, you! You're not allowed to say such lewd words! You bad egg!"

How could Mu Ciyin not understand his meaning? Her face flushed instantly, and she was filled with shame and anger. She pushed him away and ran out of his room wrapped in the quilt as if fleeing.

Jun Wuxie looked at her back and couldn't help but laugh.

Although he was teased and felt uncomfortable today, he was very happy in his heart.

Mu Ciyin's ability to make such a move at least showed that the principles she adhered to had begun to waver, and a huge psychological gap had appeared.

In the days to come, perhaps there was no need to do anything more. If things were allowed to take their course, there could be a satisfactory result.

However, there must be a prerequisite, that is, during this period of time, he must not suffer serious backlash in battle due to the source wound.

Otherwise, she would forcibly cultivate with him.

Jun Wuxie was a person who pursued perfection in this regard. If he could avoid leaving any flaws, that would be the best.

The ending was already destined, it was just a matter of time, so why rush?

Just then, the door was pushed open with a bang, and then a quilt was thrown in, covering his head.

The brocade quilt still had her body temperature and her unique fragrance, stimulating his nerves.

Then, the door was closed again with a bang.

Mu Ciyin leaned against the door, her whole body seemed to have softened, her face was flushed, and a lot of fine sweat oozed from her ice-snow-like delicate and fair skin, and her chest heaved violently.

In this silent night, even her rapid heartbeat could be heard.

At this time, she felt incredible when she thought of her behavior just now.

She didn't know how much courage she had mustered at that time to choose such a direct way to cultivate with him.

As a result, he actually refused.

He was able to maintain his composure in that situation, which made her feel incredible.

She was very clear about how strong her attraction to men was. On weekdays, those men couldn't take their eyes off her beauty, and their expressions were dull.

But before, she had appeared in front of him without wearing anything, and even pressed him down.

Under such circumstances, he actually held back!

"When feelings arrive, it will happen naturally..."

Her mind echoed the words Jun Wuxie said. Did he think that the feelings between them had not reached that point yet?

That's right, in the past, they were always in the name of master and disciple, and suddenly doing this does feel weird.

Mu Ciyin also admitted this.

But she didn't know what other choices she had. If she really listened to him, would she have to watch him carry the source wound all the time?

His source wound was so serious that it seriously affected his combat power.

In the days to come, he will face all kinds of powerful enemies. What if something goes wrong because of the source wound?

"Perhaps I should have continued to insist before, or perhaps I should have let go a little more..."

Mu Ciyin thought to herself, but she didn't know how to let go, or how to be more tempting to him, so that he couldn't control himself.

"Should I ask Xuelan... No... I can't ask Xuelan..."

Mu Ciyin filtered through her mind and finally locked her target on Jingya and Yan Qingcheng.

Perhaps she should ask them for some experience in this area?

Mu Ciyin returned to her bed, lay quietly, looked at the top of the bed curtain, and thought for a long, long time.

She couldn't let him carry the source wound all the time.

Because his source was too powerful, it was difficult to repair. That kind of natural treasure could not be found in this world at all.

The only way to solve this problem was to give him her source.

There were two ways to give him the source. One was to directly strip the source and forcibly integrate it into his body; the other was to share the source with each other and benefit each other through cultivating with him.

Forcibly stripping the source was the method she had always insisted on before, but now she gave up this choice.

He couldn't accept this method, and she didn't want him to live in guilt and self-blame because of this.

At the same time, she couldn't accept being separated from him forever.

She began to become greedy, greedy for the feeling of being with him.

...

Inside the bedroom suite, Jun Wuxie also had difficulty falling asleep.

He understood Mu Ciyin's personality and was definitely not the kind of person who would give up easily.

He knew that she would definitely continue to insist.

Just thinking about it gave him a headache. Her insistence was a kind of torture for him.

Just like him at this moment, his whole body was still hot, the blood in his body was fiery, and there was a beast of desire in his body that was rampaging and trying to break free from its restraints and control his body to do things that primitive instincts would do.

"No, I have to let her move the sect tomorrow and return to Qingzhou earlier, so as to avoid being alone in the same room with a single man and a single woman."

Jun Wuxie made a decision after thinking about it. He knew that Mu Ciyin would definitely not agree so easily, but as long as he insisted, she would definitely have no way to refuse.

...

The next morning, Jun Wuxie got up very early.

At this time, Mu Ciyin was still asleep. She woke up when she heard him open the door, and looked at him in confusion, "Why don't you rest a little longer?"

After all, the two-year secret realm trip had exhausted her physically and mentally, and it was not easy to be free.

"Prepare to move the sect, go to Qingzhou with me today."

Jun Wuxie came to her bed and took off her dress.

When Mu Ciyin saw this, she hurriedly lifted the quilt and sat up, sighing, "So urgent? Can't you stay in Bingxin Pavilion and accompany me for a few more days? After all, I'm about to leave, I want to take a few more glances here."

"Insincere."

Jun Wuxie squatted down, held her delicate little feet, and put on her shoes, saying, "What are you thinking in your heart, how can I not know? Stay and continue to seduce me tonight, right?"

Mu Ciyin's face flushed when she heard this, her voice was slightly angry, "What seduce, can you not use such words, it makes me feel so ashamed..."

Jun Wuxie smiled without saying a word, and did not argue with her. After putting on her shoes, he said, "Hurry up and put on your dress, we're going back to Qingzhou today."

"Can't you really wait a few days?"

Mu Ciyin was still unwilling. She knew very well that as long as she returned to Qingzhou, the difficulty of achieving her goal would increase linearly.

When she got there, he would start to get busy, and even if he had free time, he would spend it with his wife and children. Where would she have room to show her abilities?

"Listen to me on this matter, I have the final say." Jun Wuxie's attitude was very strong, and then he added, "I don't object to you staying, or I will return to Qingzhou today first, and you can move the sect in a few days?"

Mu Ciyin stopped talking, looked at his serious expression, and suddenly softened, got up and put on her dress, and said softly, "Okay, I'll move today, don't be angry."

Although his tone was somewhat stern, and his departure today would severely impact her plans, contradicting her will, she felt no resistance in her heart. Instead, she felt a profound warmth.

Jun Wuxie was ultimately not the type to be infatuated with her beauty; otherwise, he would have taken her last night.

He was even being cautious because of it.

She knew he didn't want her to feel wronged, didn't want to leave any blemishes between them.

Thinking of this, she felt a warm current flowing through her heart.

After dressing and fastening her belt, Mu Ciyin went to the dressing table and sat down.

"Be good and listen to me, don't have such thoughts again."

Jun Wuxie stepped forward, picked up the comb made of ice jade, and began to smooth her soft, dark hair. "There are things I don't want to happen at the wrong time. I hope you won't impose your will on me.

This origin wound won't kill me, and it won't affect me normally. You can rest assured."

After speaking, he gently stroked her combed hair, came in front of her, and picked up the eyebrow pencil to draw her eyebrows.

Mu Ciyin gently grabbed his hand, her beautiful eyes, like containing ice and snow, gazed at him, "But you have to fight. What if you encounter a strong enemy?"

"You're just worried and confused. With my strength, even if I can only stack two forbidden techniques, I am still invincible within the Supreme Saint Realm.

You should know that my combat power doesn't just come from the realm and talent growth intensity that can be seen on the surface. Even if I encounter someone with the same realm and talent growth intensity as me, I can suppress them with a flip of my hand.

Back then, in the Lower Realm's apocalyptic torrent, so many dark powerhouses of the same realm and divine forbidden domain as me, did they manage to do anything to me?"

Mu Ciyin slowly released his hand.

Although listening to him say this, and thinking that it was indeed the case, his origin wound was still a knot in her heart. She wanted him to face future challenges with a perfect and flawless physical state.

She knew that no matter what she said, it would be useless. He wouldn't agree, especially in his current, incredibly clear-headed state.

To achieve her goal, she could only find another way.

She had no idea what method to use yet.

"I've never drawn my eyebrows before. This is the first time."

She said softly, her face flushed slightly.

She had never imagined that there would come a day when she would let a man draw her eyebrows for her with such an enjoyable mindset.

"Of course, you don't actually need to draw your eyebrows at all. Your eyebrows are naturally perfect. I just wanted to draw them for you."

"Aren't you curious how I have an eyebrow pencil here?"

Jun Wuxie paused, then smiled faintly and said, "I guess you bought the eyebrow pencil for me."

"You can't hide anything from you. Did you already know that my feelings for you are not as simple as master and disciple?

A woman adorns herself for the one who pleases her. I also wanted to try. Yesterday, when you went to Xue Lan's residence, I went to her place and asked for this eyebrow pencil, as well as these rouge and powders.

These things for women, they probably haven't even used them on weekdays. Maybe they just bought them out of curiosity."

"It seems that the knot in your heart has really opened up a lot. If it were in the past, you would never admit that there was a special feeling between us, let alone say it out loud."

Jun Wuxie was somewhat surprised that she would admit it so generously, which was unexpected.

"Yes, I didn't dare to admit it before, I didn't want to admit it, after all, we are master and disciple. Actually, I still haven't figured out why I have no resistance only to you. My heart always wants to be close to you, and I only feel at ease when I'm by your side.

This feeling becomes stronger as we spend more time together. I think I'm destined to be inseparable from you in this life.

Perhaps you won't understand my feelings, because even I myself haven't figured it out. How could I, Mu Ciyin, be like this, just fall in front of you, just let you break into my heart, almost filling my entire world..."

Listening to these words, Jun Wuxie suddenly felt that something was not right, so he fell silent.

Of course, he knew why she wanted to be close to him, because his blood had already merged with hers, and there was still his origin within her.

However, hearing her words that were similar to a confession, he felt happy in his heart, but also felt heavy.

This was not the behavior she should have, at least not such a sudden change.

"Why aren't you talking?" Mu Ciyin felt that the atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Seeing him frown slightly, his expression changed from the gentleness just now to seriousness. "What's wrong? Aren't you happy to hear me say this?"