Extra 2
In the Demon Cave, Fang Qingya and a dozen young monks were trapped together.
There were both male and female monks, all of whose clothes were soaked. The male monks were fine, but the delicate curves of the female monks were clearly visible. The demon guards, whose brains were full of pornographic garbage, would whistle with ambiguous meanings from time to time, making the female monks feel ashamed and angry.
But no one could get out, and no one dared to curse or resist - the last person who cursed had been dragged out by them to "reward the troops."
There was a sound of soft sobbing in the dark cave. Fang Qingya felt listless and had no strength in his body. He closed his eyes and rested while sobbing.
Just then, a burly demon came in swinging a whip and said, "The Dian Yang Festival is about to begin. I'll ask you one last time, is there anyone willing to denounce the Shuangji Sect? If you still refuse to submit, I'll take you to the Dian Yang Festival to have some fun, hahahaha."
The other demons also laughed maliciously. After their popularization, the young monks also understood what the "Dian Yang Festival" meant.
After some not-so-gentle "persuasion", some people had already surrendered with red eyes. It seemed that there was also a female cultivator who pretended to surrender, but suddenly rebelled.
Fang Qingya couldn't hear clearly. He was injured, dizzy and still groggy.
"Eh?" A demon came up to him, "Hasn't this man already joined us? He was brought back by the Lord himself."
Upon hearing this, the captured boys and girls all looked at Fang Qingya with hostility.
Another demon said, "He didn't know what was good for him and hurt Your Majesty. Your Majesty threw him into the water dungeon and probably has no interest in him anymore. Why not take him away with you? Hehe, look at his figure, he's quite impressive. Take him with you to the Dianyang Festival and have some fun."
Several demons lifted Fang Qingya up and pushed him into the group of boys and girls who refused to surrender.
The Demon Realm has a vast territory, and the Dianyang Festival is grand, with the entire main city having a carnival. Even if twenty or thirty boys and girls are "distributed" to different areas, it may not be enough.
The young men were prepared to die, and they became increasingly unhappy with the "traitor" Qingya.
Fang Qingya seemed to be aware of his own shame, so he lowered his head and waited listlessly for the next humiliation.
"Monks are stronger than mortals. They may look skinny, but they can actually withstand a lot of torture!"
"Can we eat it like before after we're done playing?"
"Others may not work, but this should be no problem if it angers His Majesty."
"… "
Fang Qingya was tied up by the demons in another damp cave. Foul words and disgusting demonic aura bombarded his face. He closed his eyes tightly, looking like he was ready to be slaughtered.
Finally, the first pair of hands covered his chest and tore it apart with force. The sound of the cloth tearing hit his ear bones, and a fishy and sweet taste was heard. Fang Qingya bit his lips until they bled.
"Heh, why are you so well behaved now?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Fang Qingya suddenly opened his eyes and saw Ji Xiao standing in front of him, while those ferocious demons had long disappeared.
"Why are you glaring at me?" Ji Xiao said viciously, "You don't want to show your respect, and you won't accept my toast! How are you doing now? You're still in my hands!"
Fang Qingya was still biting his lips tightly, and blood slowly flowed down the corners of his mouth.
Ji Xiao frowned: "Do you regret it now?"
"Mute?"
Fang Qingya finally let go, looking half dead: "I regret it, but I don't regret it either."
Ji Xiao raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
Fang Qingya: "I betrayed my master and trusted you monsters, and ended up like this. I do regret it. But the evidence of the incident at Wanjian Peak is solid. If we don't take action, the cancer will not be eradicated and more people will suffer. I don't regret it."
Ji Xiao clapped his hands: "You have already fallen to this point, yet you are still so righteous? Do all you cultivators in the human world like to put on airs so much?"
Fang Qingya stopped talking again.
Indeed, this statement sounded like he was standing on the moral high ground, but he really thought so and did so. Somehow, Fang Qingya suddenly thought of Chu Danfeng. He used to hate Xiao Wu and didn't like talented and good-looking kids like him. As soon as Xiao Wu came to Lixu Peak, he took away the attention of his master, and even the always unhappy senior sister personally raised him.
Chu Danfeng was the person he hated the most since he was a child, but because of that, his every move was watched by him. He didn't know since when, the cold, selfish, and blindly arrogant fifth junior brother changed. He ignored his own safety and the ranking in the sword drawing competition, and jumped straight into the forbidden area to save unrelated people.
It was probably from that time that Fang Qingya discovered that the person he hated was not that hateful after all. On the other hand, he put too much energy into hating that person and forgot to live his own life.
Maybe, he can also become what he likes.
So, Fang Qingya regretted it, but not too much.
At some point, Ji Xiao grabbed his chin and asked sinisterly, "You are in a very awkward situation now, don't you feel it's inappropriate to say such things?"
Ji Xiao was very close to him, so close that their breaths entangled with each other, and so close that his powerful demonic energy made him feel very uncomfortable.
Fang Qingya didn't know what he remembered. His pale face flushed. He stared at Ji Xiao weakly: "You devil! Now I'm tied up with the immortal rope and can't move. Do whatever you want. Why bother pretending and wasting your breath?"
At worst, just treat it as a dog bite.
For a moment, Fang Qingya was actually a little glad. He was originally facing "a group of mad dogs", but now it has been simplified to "one mad dog". From this perspective, the situation seems to have improved a little.
Ji Xiao bit his lip.
He tasted it lightly, not roughly, and his movements could be described as gentle. Ji Xiao smacked his lips as if he was tasting a dish, "The bloody smell is too strong, I don't like it very much, you go back to the Demon Palace first and apply some medicine."
After saying this, he mobilized his devilish energy, made a hand gesture, and untied the ropes that bound him.
Fang Qingya asked in astonishment: "You, you're just going to let me go like this?"
This is the Demon Realm, his territory. Ji Xiao was not afraid that this injured little Jindan cultivator would run away. He snorted, "How about not letting you go? It's boring to do it while you're tied up. If you don't tie me up, you almost ruined my offspring in the Demon Palace. Why would I touch you? I'm just a three-year-old child. Don't you have a long memory?"
Fang Qingya: “…”
"Get out! Even if you are not willing, there are many demons willing to climb into my bed." Ji Xiao said as he was about to ask the demon servant to take Fang Qingya back to the Demon Palace.
You know, although the Demon Palace is also a place of house arrest, it is much more comfortable than this water prison or cave, and you don’t have to be tied up all the time...
Fang Qingya stopped him and said, "Why do you treat me like this?"
Ji Xiao immediately glared at him with a look that said "Why don't you know what's good for you?"
Fang Qingya completed the question: "Why not throw me to the Dianyang Festival, or just kill me?"
Ji Xiao then looked at him, sneered in an ambiguous way, and said half jokingly and half seriously: "After all, we have also worshipped heaven and earth. One night of marriage is worth a hundred days of grace."
"Who spent one night with you?!" Fang Qingya slapped the bed forcefully and woke up from his dream.
He nearly fell to the ground, and got up in a cold sweat, then suddenly realized that he was dreaming again. The sky outside the bamboo house was just turning pale, and it was still early.
But Fang Qingya couldn't sleep, so he put on his clothes and took out a small purple glass bottle from the bedside. The bottle was engraved with complicated spells, and there was a very faint human soul in the bottle.
The little man in the bottle smiled so much that he almost deserved a beating: "What? Did you dream about me again?"
Fang Qingya said coldly, "Shut up."
Ji Xiao in the bottle obviously refused to listen to him: "If you hate me so much, just throw me away. Why bother nurturing my soul day after day for ten years?"
It turned out that ten years ago, Hua Tingxuan avenged Chu Danfeng and killed Ji Xiao, the mastermind behind the plot against Chu Danfeng. However, Hua was blinded by hatred and started a killing spree, almost slaughtering all of Ji Xiao's men, without carefully collecting and torturing the scattered souls.
Logically speaking, the soul will soon disappear.
But Ji Xiao's soul and spirit found Fang Qingya who was present at the time.
Fang Qingya: "It's because you begged me so hard back then that you let me go in the demon world. I'm just repaying you a favor."
The Ji Xiao in the bottle was only the size of a thumb, and had to shout to be heard clearly: "Is my favor so valuable? Is it worth it for you to disobey my cheap nephew? He is much more cruel than me, aren't you afraid that he will kill you after knowing the truth?"
Not sure if it was intentional, but Fang Qingya got the point wrong: "The Flower Demon Lord is not cruel. The Demon Realm's Dianyang Festival has been cancelled, and the demons are not allowed to kill people for fun. The Demon Realm now is very different from when you ruled it."
Thumbelina Ji snorted, "It's not that he's not cruel, he's just afraid that his beautiful senior sister will be angry with him. My nephew, humph, is so hypocritical!"
"By the way, you haven't answered my question yet. Why do you nurture my soul? You avoid answering every time I ask you. Why don't you admit that you are interested in me?"
"Don't say 'because you are too weak to see the sunlight and can't get out of the Feiyan bottle, Hua Tingxuan can't find you'."
“Don’t say, ‘Because you have lost all your cultivation, you are just barely surviving and cannot go out and cause harm to the people.’ I have heard these excuses so many times that my ears are callused.”
"Hey, tell me, why? Are you mesmerized by my elegance?"
Fang Qingya was annoyed by "Thumbelina" to the point of being intolerable. He took the Feiyan bottle in his hand, stared at the little man in the bottle for a moment, and then... shook it madly! He almost shook the soul body of Ji Xiao apart.
"..." Ji Xiao almost vomited, and after dry heaving for a while, he stood up dizzy and said weakly, "Okay, I believe you. You are not interested in me, but you want to murder me..."
"You keep me by your side, and make fun of me and torture me from time to time. You, you... deserve to be killed!"
"... Hey, I was just kidding. I'm really grateful that you saved my life. It's better to live a miserable life than to die... Why are you silent again? Are you angry?"
"Say something! I have been sitting here alone in this broken bottle for ten years. You are also a taciturn person. You haven't said a word for three days. I might as well be dead!"
"… "
"No." Fang Qingya said suddenly.
Ji Xiao asked excitedly: "What is missing?"
Fang Qingya stuffed the Feiyan bottle back to the bedside with an expressionless face: "I'm not angry." But as long as I live, I will never let this devil like you go back to the mountains.
Ji Xiao, who was once again trapped in the darkness, complained a lot, but then raised his lips and snorted, "Finally you talked to me, that's ok."
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