Chapter 2258: Miao Frontier Youth Fiercely Loves 21

Yes! I don't want Jin Chen to be the Holy Son!

Luo Xiao didn't know why, suddenly his gaze swept to Jin Que on the outside of the crowd; finally he gave up, since he had privately used the Gu Mother, he couldn't escape punishment, he might as well break the cauldron and sink the boat.

Jin Chen was given the Life-substituting Gu at ten! His life is linked with Jin Que's, but Jin Que is just a sickly short-lived ghost! By then, Jin Chen would also be hard-pressed to escape death! How could the Holy Son be someone like that!

Before Luo Xiao's words even fell, the villagers' faces had already changed dramatically.

This is no secret in the Thousand Screen Mountain Stronghold; everyone knows it, but no one dares to speak of it.

The young people led by Luo Xiao, from childhood being told not to speak, only thought it was forbidden to touch the young master's scar.

Only the elders know that this is something the entire stronghold owes Jin Chen.

Nan Yixing furrowed his brows, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and silver light appeared at his fingertips.

Three silver needles shot out, precisely striking Luo Xiao's right shoulder vital point.

Luo Xiao let out a muffled groan, his knees heavily hitting the stone slab, and cold sweat immediately seeped from his forehead.

Are you looking for death?

Jin Chen stepped forward slowly, stepping on the Miao dagger Luo Xiao had dropped.

The firelight around the altar reflected his cold profile, dangerous cold light flickering in his purple pupils.

The Grand Priest stepped forward trembling, 'Young Master! Young Master, show mercy, spare this scoundrel's life! I guarantee it with my life, from now on I will definitely...'

'You said the same thing last time.' Jin Chen interrupted.

He turned his head to look at Nan Yixing, a hint of grievance flashing in his eyes, 'Older Brother...'

Nan Yixing's lips curled slightly, those eyes usually filled with compassion now cold as if quenched in ice.

Only seeing his fingertips lightly turn, the silver needles, carrying a fierce gust, swept across Luo Xiao's wrists.

Luo Xiao let out a heart-rending scream, his wrists instantly awash with blood.

'Nan... Nan Yixing!! Nan Yixing!'

Nan Yixing's move directly severed the most important tendon in his hand for cultivating Gu.

'That's good.' Nan Yixing spoke slowly and calmly, his tone warm, his compassionate eyes kind, 'So the Grand Priest won't always have to make things difficult.'

'Also so that you, your hands and feet aren't unclean.' Nan Yixing glanced at Luo Xiao.

Grand Priest: '......'

What sin.

This Bodhisattva-like youth is black-hearted.

The Miao King seemed to sense something, his gaze darting between Jin Chen and Nan Yixing's fingertips, he worriedly stroked his long beard.

Luo Xiao was dragged away by the angry villagers; as a villager himself, he was already treated this way, Bai Mo, as an outsider without the South Gate's protection, would have even fewer people to speak for him and beg for mercy; what awaited Bai Mo would be a punishment even more cruel than severing his tendons.

As Bai Mo was being led away, he happened to see the Miao King personally hand the Bone-piercing Needle and its technique to Nan Yixing.

He was full of resentment, stubbornly turning his head to glare at Nan Yixing, but Nan Yixing merely glanced over him lightly.

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -5, total 65!】

'In seven days, the Holy Son will enter the Forbidden Area of Broken Dragon Cliff to pray for the blessings of all beings in the stronghold!' the Miao King proclaimed loudly.

Jin Chen still needs to follow the elders and the Miao King into the Holy Son Tower to complete the remaining procedures.

Nan Yixing couldn't follow inside, he separately called out to the three Jiu Tian.

'Doctor Nan?' Gongzi wondered, 'Is there anything else?'

'What is the Life-substituting Gu?' Nan Yixing asked.

The three youths' expressions changed slightly, they let out a soft sigh.

——

By the time Jin Chen finished his tasks, moonlight had already spread.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, casting dappled light and shadow in the pavilion.

Jin Chen walked in, naturally sitting close to Nan Yixing, leaning on him as usual, but he didn't expect to be firmly caught by a pair of warm arms.

'Older Brother, why are you hugging me today?' Jin Chen looked up at him, his mouth carrying his usual mischievous smile, but he froze slightly upon seeing Nan Yixing's gaze.

Nan Yixing's hand lightly pressed against his chest, his fingertips able to feel the old scar beneath the clothing.

Does it hurt?

The voice was very soft, yet it made Jin Chen's heart tremble.

Extracting blood by cutting open the heart, then forcibly stuffing the poisonous insects inside, from then on sharing with Jin Que a pain sufficient to cause death—how could it not hurt?

Jin Chen blinked, then smiled again, 'It doesn't hurt now.'

He deliberately moved closer, his nose almost touching Nan Yixing's chin, whispering softly, 'If you feel sorry for me, then hurt me more.'

Jin Chen suddenly grabbed that hand and pressed it deeper.

'If the Bodhisattva Brother rubs harder, it won't hurt.'

Saying that, he kissed Nan Yixing's neck, feeling that the other didn't push him away, Jin Chen deepened the kiss further.

Nan Yixing's breathing became noticeably unsteady, he lowered his eyes to look at the whorl atop Jin Chen's head, still softly asking, 'This Gu... can it not be undone?'

Whether out of concern for Jin Chen or his own selfishness, he did not want Jin Chen to continue being tormented by the Life-substituting Gu.

'Yes, there is a way in the Forbidden Area.' Jin Chen raised his head.

He deliberately drew out his tone, his fingers drawing circles on Nan Yixing's collar, 'At that time I'll go with you.'

'The poisonous insects have been in your heart for so many years; would rashly removing them be harmful to you?'

Nan Yixing asked softly in the gap between breaths, his fingers unconsciously rubbing through Jin Chen's hair.

Jin Chen's teeth lightly bit his lower lip, he hummed, 'There might be a little, but it's nothing to fear; I have a way to deal with it.'

The night wind rustled the bamboo leaves, a few insect chirps came from afar.

Nan Yixing looked at the boy before him, always grinning and carefree, and suddenly held him tighter.

The shadow of bamboo leaves swayed across Nan Yixing's face; he suddenly turned over and pressed Jin Chen onto the bamboo mat.

Jin Chen's silver bell chain rang out with a clear sound, his hair scattered across the green bamboo mat, spreading like spilled ink.

"I just want to love you now."

Nan Yixing lowered his head, and his kiss landed on Jin Chen's eyelids.

Jin Chen curled his lips, violet pupils reflecting the moonlight, his fingers already deftly undoing the other's sash.

The night wind suddenly turned fierce, blowing out the lantern at the pavilion corner, leaving only the silver radiance covering the ground and the intertwined sounds of breathing.