Chapter 73: CH 73

Chapter 73: Engagement Gift

“Wuhuan, I like you.” 

“Wuhuan, I like you.”

“Wuhuan, I like you.”

Song Qingshi hated that he had no interest in poetry, nor had he prepare any romantic lines for his marriage proposal. At this important moment when he’s expressing his feeling, he was unexpectedly like a broken record, repeating these dull and dry words. If this were the world of the big information explosion, he would deserve getting dumped a hundred times by the male gods and female goddesses.

Yue Wuhuan listened to this voice from his dream that he didn’t even dare to think about. The various happy scenes from the illusion of the Fantasy Gu once again appeared in front of him. 

The young man once said these words, while watching him practice his swordsmanship under a shower of flower petals.

The young man once said these words, while keeping him company as he cooked in the back courtyard kitchen.

The young man once said these words, as he accompanied him on an adventure in a dangerous secret realm that was the lair of evildoers.

The young man once lay under him and said these words over and over again.

His clear eyes were filled with his silhouette.

With only his image…

Who is the young man in front of me? Is it the young man who lived alone in the mountains? Is it the Medicine King Xianzun of the Medicine King’s Valley?

They’re all Song Qingshi. They’re the person he likes… 

He couldn’t distinguish between illusion and reality anymore. It kept turning again and again in his mind.  The Emotion Locking Gu gradually loosened. He didn’t want to control this sweet and happy feeling. He wanted to drown in this moment and preserve this beautiful feeling forever.

But, Song Qingshi had his arms tightly around his waist. He couldn’t sink, he couldn’t die…

Yue Wuhuan’s breathing turned messy. He covered his face completely with his hands. His sweet words were like sharp blades, cutting his heart open, digging out his crazy and intense emotions within; rendering him unable to hide his true face any longer.

Song Qingshi kept insisting, “Wuhuan, I like you.” 

Yue Wuhuan’s laughter gradually leaked from between his fingers, horrified and muffled.

He slowly raised his head and stared intently at the person in front of him. He gradually approached, stopped beside his lips. He breathed out, “Qingshi, I’m not as good as you think. Everyone says I’m a lunatic.”

Song Qingshi stopped confessing and replied, “I know.”

“You don’t know,” Yue Wuhuan’s voice became more disordered, “Because I myself don’t understand why my emotions are different from others. I want to monopolize you, imprison you in the Medicine King’s Valley, forbid you contact with the outside world. I want everyone and everything to follow my intentions. I want to destroy everything in the world that I don’t like. I want to change the world to how I like it… Qing Luan said this is wrong. Everyone has said that I’m wrong. But I can’t tell what about it is wrong. I probably really am crazy. Qingshi, you can’t be Daoist companions with a madman. I might hurt you without knowing it…” 

Song Qingshi calmly said, “You’re not crazy; you’re just sick.”
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“Sick?” Yue Wuhuan was stunned. He thought for a while, and he hurriedly refuted, “No, I’m not sick. I don’t feel unwell anywhere. Whether it’s cultivating or handling matters, I do them all well…”

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Song Qingshi raised his head. “Does it hurt every day?”

Yue Wuhuan looked at him for a long time, and finally nodded. “It hurts.”

Song Qingshi took him into his arms, patted him, and comforted him softly, “Don’t be afraid, I’ll hurt with you.” 

In this gentle embrace, Yue Wuhuan finally let go of all the defenses around his heart, revealing fragility and pain. He sobbed, “Qingshi, I’ll treat it well. Whether it’s taking medicine or acupuncture, I’ll do it all… Don’t give up on me, okay?”

The strings he used to maintain his sanity were countless of the finest spider threads, threads that could break at any time and be completely destroyed.

He needed new pillars to support himself to keep on living.

Song Qingshi said without hesitation, “I will never give up.” 

Yue Wuhuan asked softly, “What do I need to do?”

“We’ll attempt treatments many times. It may fail, it may be painful, and you might despair,” Song Qingshi held his face, and looked at his eyes. He pleaded with all his strength, “No matter what the situation, please don’t give up, okay? As long as you persist, even through dire straits, luck will come.”

Yue Wuhuan asked, “Luck?”

He once again remembered the Blood King Vine. He remembered the stroke of luck at the Inextinguishable Peak. 

Song Qingshi had a feeling in his heart. He knew that he could speak no further.

He believed in Yue Wuhuan’s intelligence. When the time comes, he will understand.

…

Song Qingshi was very happy. The person he liked finally agreed to his marriage proposal. 

Yue Wuhuan became very entangled afterwards. He had a strong personality and felt that he should have been the one to take the lead in the marriage proposal. However, even though Song Qingshi seemed to have a gentle temperament, he was actually very stubborn; especially when it came to matters he had set his mind on. He was unrelenting and would not stop until he reached his goal…Also, he felt that Song Qingshi had a strange understanding of the relationship between men. So, one time, while in bed, he tried to sound out the person on the Blood King Vine.

Song Qingshi slowly recovered from his dazed-ness, coming back to his senses. He caught his breath and spent a lot of time trying to explain the current situation to Yue Wuhuan.

He understood what Danmei was: The domineering ones were gong’s and the beautiful ones were shou’s. Gong’s were responsible for doting on the shou’s.

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The same was true in the novels of the immortal realm. The stronger party would dote on the weaker party. 

He was a dignified Nascent Soul cultivator; a domineering bigshot! Yue Wuhuan was a beauty capable of causing the downfall of a city; his beauty was without equal! Moreover, he lived simply and didn’t like dressing up at all. He was steady and reliable in matters. He liked taking care of others. So naturally, he was the gong. Yue Wuhuan was flamboyantly gorgeous. He was classy and refined. His body had various problems, which needed careful care and attention. So, of course, he was the shou.

Although there were some discrepancies between the details of what they did and what were written in the novels, the main reason was because he was concerned about Yue Wuhuan’s psychological shadow and so he became the ‘receiver’. But, he worked really hard to spoil Yue Wuhuan and make him happy.

Song Qingshi felt that he was a good gong.

Yue Wuhuan immediately understood where the mistake was and wanted to correct it. But looking at the marks all over Song Qingshi’s body and his cute appearance, he immediately swallowed down all his words. In any case, he didn’t have a reputation in this respect, and he has gotten enough advantages in bed, so he had better take good care of the other’s self-esteem. 

The two harmoniously determined the “gong and shou” in their relationship.

Yue Wuhuan no longer refused to take medicine and treatment. He was well-behaved and obedient. He was once again the good patient he was when he first entered the valley.

Song Qingshi’s treatments went much smoother. Every day, they tried various decoctions to stabilize his mood and help him sleep. He found that after Yue Wuhuan releases his desires, he had substantially less nightmares at night and he slept more peacefully. He couldn’t find any recorded medical case in this regard, and could only classify it as part of behavioral therapy in the field of psychology.

He would work hard on anything that had a curative effect on Yue Wuhuan’s condition, including climbing into bed every day. 

His attitude towards this kind of thing was extremely magnanimous. There were no messy evil thoughts. He regarded it as a normal physiological need.

Yue Wuhuan was being influenced by his attitude. His psychological burden became lighter and lighter. He gradually let go of his instincts, playing more and more without restraint.

Song Qingshi felt pretty good.

Yue Wuhuan helped make a lot of cultivation pills and powerful painkillers. Song Qingshi’s constant pain from his Nascent Soul was intolerable for him. He suggested for Song Qingshi to destroy his Dao ahead of his schedule and just leave the rest to him. He had once guarded the Medicine King’s Valley while Song Qingshi was in a coma. He was used to it. He could take over refining pills and he’ll use the Poisonous Fog Formation and other mechanisms to block off the Medicine King’s Valley, helping Song Qingshi concentrate on cultivation and reforming his Golden Core as soon as possible, extricating himself from this predicament. 

“You can go into closed door cultivation,” Yue Wuhuan persuaded, “I’ll be fine by myself.”

Song Qingshi smiled and said, “No rush. There are still many things that need dealing with.”

Yue Wuhuan insisted, “I’ll handle them.”

“No need to hurry,” Song Qingshi thought for a while, and requested, “Wuhuan, can you help me make some more Poison Puppets? Install all the poisons and mechanisms that can be used. The more powerful the better. I still want some defensive talismans, attack talismans, seal talismans… In addition, I also want a batch of ordinary Black Death Butterflies, the more the better. I also want to custom order new vestments from Heaven Craft Pavilion. The price doesn’t matter. I want the best one to make up for my weaknesses in close combat.” 

Yue Wuhuan was a bit hesitant.

Song Qingshi quickly explained, “I don’t want to be bullied.”

Although his cultivation base has fallen to the Initial Stage of Nascent Soul, there is by no means any easy way to determine strength in the immortal realm. Otherwise, no one would ever need to fight. They could simply display their cultivation base, and whoever was higher would win. Wouldn’t that be better? When he had gone to walk the outside world alone, he was merely a Foundation Building cultivator. He had encountered countless dangers. If he had pinned his life on his cultivation level, he would have died a hundred times long ago.

He had been a rogue cultivator. He followed no rules. He employed strange tricks, used poisonous talismans and formations. There was nothing he wouldn’t learn and nothing he wouldn’t use… 

He has thoroughly studied every kind of poison in “The Nie Clan’s Poison Scripture”, and he was proficient in every aspect of mechanisms, talismans and formations.

Who developed the Poison Puppet? Who designed the Poisonous Fog Formation?

Armed to the teeth, who could bully him?

Yue Wuhuan thought for a while, and understood. “Blue Sea Tower offered Lingyin Biyue Clothes a while ago, a rare top quality one. I will obtain them at any cost, and then send them to Heaven Craft Pavilion for modification. If there are any other suitable implements, I will also purchase them for you. I will also have Night Rain Pavilion send me a batch of clear corpses, and make them into them into Poison Puppets. As for the talismans, we can have the Red Dragon Sect expedite a batch of them. With the debt of gratitude owed by Yan Yuan Xianjun, he should bring out their most prized abilities to make them, ba? I have a lot of Black Death Butterflies in stock. I will give them to you later.” 

Song Qingshi was extremely satisfied.

He patted his chest and promised, “I will make the new Black Death Butterfly and give it to you as an engagement gift!”

Yue Wuhuan hesitated for a moment. Uneasy, he took out the Phoenix Blood necklace. He had already completed the soul formation on the necklace. Originally, he had wanted to secretly hang it on Song Qingshi’s neck and bind him as his person forever and always. Now he was facing his own psychological problems and he suspected that this was a pathological approach. He’d been putting off doing it for a long time.

He decided to ask Song Qingshi’s opinion, “Phoenix Blood is helpful for cultivation. I want to give it to you as a gift. There is a soul mark on the gemstone. I don’t know if there’s any problem with that. If it’s not appropriate, I will remove it and change it to… ” 

Yue Wuhuan trailed off, heart filled with reluctance. He didn’t want to make any changes.

The Blood King Vine was wrapped around Song Qingshi’s foot, shaking gently.

He was a little scared…If he didn’t tie Song Qingshi well and look after him by his side, his happiness would vanish, never to be seen again.

He also didn’t want to have only this life. He hoped that Song Qingshi’s next life, and the next life, every life will belong to him. When that happens, he would be together with him cleanly; no more madness; no more pain. He would pamper him and shower him with love, just like in the illusion. There would be no messy matters. 

As long as the Phoenix Blood was not destroyed, he could find him by his soul mark.

“The design is very complicated and it uses a lot of precious materials, right? A genius work,” Song Qingshi admired the formation for a while. He put it on happily, and tucked it under his clothes, “Thank you, I like it very much.”

Yue Wuhuan heaved a sigh of relief. This matter was not abnormal.

He felt it was bit of a pity though. The Phoenix Blood had also been given to him by Song Qingshi. It was not sincere enough to use as an engagement gift. He was a little annoyed at himself that for the past ten years, he had devoted himself to medicinal materials and hadn’t kept an eye out for beautiful things. Those precious gems he collected paled in comparison to the Phoenix Blood. They weren’t presentable as gifts. 

The Medicine King’s Valley’s money was Song Qingshi’s. He was just a managing agent. It wasn’t appropriate to use it to buy gifts…

The more Yue Wuhuan thought, the more entangled he felt.

Song Qingshi understood his intentions and suggested with a smile, “Aren’t you about to breed a special type of mouse? I like that.”

Yue Wuhuan asked hesitantly, “Do you want a white mouse as an engagement gift?” 

Song Qingshi was extremely happy, “En!”

Yue Wuhuan’s ears were somewhat red. He lowered his head and said, “I will diligently raise it. When I finish breeding the special mouse, then…should we be Daoist companions then?”

Song Qingshi smiled and said, “Okay!”

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