Chapter 103: Men Remain Boys Until Death

The cool night wind blowing through the mountains brought with it a hint of calm, offering a touch of sobriety to the two people who had been lost in passion.

Chen Qi stole a glance at Yun Tianxin in his arms and noticed that her complexion had returned to normal without him realizing it. Sensing trouble, he quickened his pace. Based on his knowledge, if Yun Tianxin had regained her composure, his chances of success that night were slim to none.

Soon, they reached the cave. Without hesitation, Chen Qi briskly opened the tent, pinned Yun Tianxin beneath him, and prepared to have his way with her. In his haste, he pressed down on her with a bit too much force, causing her to let out a soft, uncomfortable moan, which cleared her beautiful eyes a fraction more.

Knowing that delay would only lead to complications, Chen Qi did not rush to undress her. Instead, he slowly lowered his head, intending to start with some flirtatious kisses, only to have Yun Tianxin turn her head away in avoidance.

Undeterred by the failed attempt, Chen Qi shifted his focus downward, preparing to launch another offensive and savor the exquisite neck and collarbone of the goddess. Yet, as he glanced down, he met Yun Tianxin’s alert and uneasy gaze, which made his sense of impending doom intensify.

True to his fears, Yun Tianxin twisted out from beneath him and cried out in a sharp, urgent voice:
"Junior brother, please, calm down!"

"Forgive me, but the arrow is already on the string; I have no choice but to fire," Chen Qi whispered an apology to himself. Finding an excuse in an instant, he ignored her resistance, pinned her shoulders down, and brought his lips down hard.

"Ah! That hurts!"

As Chen Qi stuck out his tongue, he was met with a fierce bite. His tongue tip swelled instantly, and he felt a sharp, agonizing pain that pierced his heart. Seeing Chen Qi spitting out his tongue in agony, Yun Tianxin fought back a laugh, her voice feigning coldness:
"Junior Brother Chen, surely you are calm now!"

Chen Qi hurriedly bowed his head to apologize, but his mind raced with new schemes. Changing his strategy, he pleaded in a piteous tone:
"Senior sister, please have mercy on me. You are so beautiful, like a fairy from the clouds!"

As he maintained a look of infatuation, Chen Qi couldn't help but mock himself inwardly:
"Chen Qi, oh Chen Qi, you are so pathetic and depraved. To satisfy your lust, you have truly cast aside all your dignity!"

He never imagined he could say such shameful things. Was this really him? Was this the man with the Nine-Yang Pure Gold body? The man who hadn't been near a woman for over twenty years? Fortunately, he was thick-skinned. He quickly found the reason: the woman beside him was simply too beautiful—far beyond any internet celebrity or star he had ever seen. She was entirely natural, radiant with an ethereal charm, dignified on the outside, yet sweet and tender to the taste...

Indeed, desire was the ultimate driver of action. Seeing Yun Tianxin blush at his confession, Chen Qi felt a surge of triumph, impressed by his own shameless tactics.

"Truly, even the most virtuous woman will yield to a persistent suitor," Chen Qi thought, praising the wisdom of the ancients. His look of infatuation deepened, and with a soul-possessed expression, he prepared to kiss her again.

And then... he was bitten again!

Seeing him trying to block her words once more, Yun Tianxin gave a cold smile and tightened her teeth.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." This time, Chen Qi rolled on the ground in genuine pain. Feeling the metallic tang of blood from his bitten tongue, he knew he dared not act rashly again. As he writhed on the floor of the tent, he secretly observed Yun Tianxin’s expression. He had never felt so focused; he seemed to have instinctively mastered the ability to multitask.

***

At this point, Yun Tianxin finally frowned and finished the sentence that had been interrupted by Chen Qi’s wolfish kiss:
"Junior brother, you are so disgusting."

Chen Qi, still rolling on the ground, froze for two seconds before resuming his movements even more vigorously—half due to the wound on his tongue, and half due to the trauma to his spirit.

Yun Tianxin sat up, her eyes crinkling with a smile and the corners of her mouth curled up. She watched him with interest as he changed positions, showing not a hint of pity. It was as if she were saying: "Go ahead, show me whatever other tricks you have!"

"Damn it!" Chen Qi caught a glimpse of this while rolling. Feeling a twinge of regret, his brain began to churn frantically. Under such pressure, he soon hit upon a plan.

He bit his own tongue hard, causing his expression to contort in genuine pain, and spat two mouthfuls of blood onto the ground. Seeing this, Yun Tianxin’s smile finally vanished. She leaned in close to him, her eyes filled with anxiety, yet she didn't know what to do with her hands still bound.

Seeing that his plan was half-successful, Chen Qi forcibly suppressed his excitement and spoke in an incredibly weak voice:
"Senior sister, my wound hurts so much. Could you help me stop the bleeding?"

Yun Tianxin asked hurriedly:
"How can I stop it? My cultivation is sealed and my hands are bound; I can’t use any of my techniques!"

Chen Qi struggled to maintain his composure and slowly spun his lie:
"I’ve heard that human saliva can neutralize toxins and stop bleeding. As a powerful cultivator, your touch surely has miraculous effects..."

"Success depends on this moment." He stopped speaking, watching her expression with trepidation, ready to beg for mercy the moment he saw a change—he was already used to begging, anyway.

At that moment, Chen Qi’s emotions were extremely complex, as if a little angel and a little devil had appeared on his shoulders. The little devil smirked, "Chen Qi, I didn't think you, such a depraved lecher, would use a method like this. But I like it! Great men don't fuss over trifles!" The little angel beside him retorted with a face full of righteousness: "The little devil is right!"

In her panic, Yun Tianxin seemed to believe him. Forcing herself to overcome her shyness, she said softly:
"Then... junior brother, close your eyes."

Chen Qi closed his eyes tightly, suppressing a burst of hysterical laughter, waiting for his senior sister to bestow a kiss.

*Smack!*

Yun Tianxin raised her delicate foot and delivered a fierce kick to Chen Qi’s face, still fuming:
"Do you take me for a fool? Do I look that easy to trick?"

Not feeling satisfied, Yun Tianxin jumped up and sat heavily on Chen Qi’s stomach. Feeling the impact, Chen Qi used his physical constitution to endure it, stubbornly covering his eyes with his hands.

***

Some people are still alive, yet they are already dead...

Afterward, Chen Qi lay motionless, eyes shut tight, as if everything in the tent had nothing to do with him anymore. Yun Tianxin sat on his stomach for a long while, watching him like a scorched pig’s head, and couldn't help but give him a nudge with her calf.

Chen Qi didn't budge. He had run out of tricks, made a complete fool of himself, and could now quietly wait for death. In his mind, he visualized a sorrowful version of himself, shouting to the faces of his departed parents:
"Son, I really tried my best! Father, Mother, your spirits in heaven must have seen it!"

After sitting for a while longer, Yun Tianxin looked at the frozen Chen Qi with a mix of amusement and exasperation. She said calmly:
"If you want to sleep like that, fine. I’m going to rest, so don’t disturb me."

With that, she found a corner and lay down.

Hearing this, Chen Qi immediately sprang up like a carp, quickly weaving a new excuse:
"The mountain air is cold at night, senior sister. Let me hold you while we sleep! Don’t worry, I’ll just hold you, no wandering hands."

One can only say that men remain boys until the day they die...

Before Chen Qi could get close, Yun Tianxin revealed a look of having expected this all along, her tone suddenly turning cold and sharp:
"Go and take that dark green porcelain jar from my spatial ring and swallow the pill inside!"

Chen Qi paused. Before he could even show a hint of confusion, he heard her urge him again:
"Go, quickly!"

Chen Qi chose to obey. On one hand, he didn't believe she would harm him; on the other, he was curious about what kind of pill it was—could it be something like a little blue pill?

Without time to check the properties of the pill, he swallowed it under her stern gaze. The next instant, he felt the pill turn into a ball of fire, burning him so intensely that he writhed on the ground, sweat pouring from him like rain. The pain was far greater than when his tongue had been bitten.

Then, he heard Yun Tianxin’s urgent prompt:
"Hurry and meditate! Use your inner energy to suppress the pill within you."

Feeling the pain intensifying, as if his blood vessels and meridians were about to snap, Chen Qi didn't dare hesitate and assumed a standard meditative posture. The pain continued, and following his instincts, he began to gather his energy toward the source of the heat within him...