Gu Yang barely slept that night. He found his phone on the floor beside the bed, opened Wang Hang's WeChat, thought for a moment, and sent a message:
"I wish you a bright future."
The separation from Wang Hang yesterday was too abrupt, and I didn't have time to say goodbye properly. Perhaps once Wang Hang goes abroad, they will never have any contact again.
Soon, the other side started to display "The other party is typing..."
Gu Yang waited for a while, and saw that the other party's input status was cancelled, and Wang Hang did not send anything.
He thought Wang Hang would not reply, and just as he was about to put down his phone, he saw a message pop up on the chat page.
"Is Gu Yang okay?"
Gu Yang's whole body was tense, staring at his phone intently. The Gu Yang that Wang Hang was asking about was definitely not him.
Yuan Guyang is a self-centered and arrogant person. Apart from causing trouble for Fan Yuan, he usually skips classes with Wang Hang to go out and play. He has little contact with his classmates.
After Gu Yang came, he also put his heart on Fan Yuan and stopped contacting even Wang Hang.
It is normal that other students did not notice anything unusual, but Wang Hang, who used to play with Yuan Guyang often, must have discovered something.
Gu Yang's tense body slowly relaxed again. It seemed that Wang Hang didn't intend to cause trouble for him.
He replied:
"He's fine."
Wang Hang quickly sent two words:
"Thanks."
Then the chat page fell silent again. Gu Yang thought about it and decided to vaguely tell Wang Hang that Gu Yang was living well in the other world. However, just as he sent an emoticon to ease the embarrassment, a system prompt popped up.
"The other party has turned on friend verification. You are not his friend yet. Please send friend verification first. You can chat only after the verification is passed."
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment, and Wang Hang deleted him.
Finally, Gu Yang breathed a sigh of relief. This was also good. Wang Hang’s friend was the original Gu Yang, never this Gu Yang. Now both of them had returned to the starting point.
Wang Hang's matter came to an end, and Gu Yang finally had time to open the WeChat messages sent by Pan Fei and others. He was confused by their series of greetings and inexplicable questions. He only knew that something seemed to have happened in Fan Yuan's circle of friends
Gu Yang turned around quietly and saw Fan Yuan still sleeping with his eyes closed. Then he opened Fan Yuan’s circle of friends.
What he saw was a group photo of him and Fan Yuan. Gu Yang's fingers stiffened in shock. The phone fell and was about to hit Gu Yang in the face, but Fan Yuan suddenly reached out and caught the phone.
Fan Yuan opened his eyes and looked at the photo that he had clicked on to enlarge the photo on Gu Yang's phone screen. He ran his finger over the 100 points on Gu Yang's neck in the photo and asked Gu Yang:
“Does it look good?”
Fan Yuan, who had just woken up, had an especially attractive voice.
Gu Yang listened to the voice right beside his ear, shrank into the quilt, and said in a muffled voice:
"nice."
The three bright red numbers are still staying at his shoulder and neck, but the font is a little blurry. Don't ask him why it is blurry. If you ask, just guess.
Fan Yuan put Gu Yang's cell phone on the bedside table on his side, and imitated Gu Yang by curling up in the quilt, getting into Gu Yang's arms, and lying on the crook of Gu Yang's neck, making the three already blurred numbers even more blurred.
Gu Yang was pressed down by Fan Yuan, with his hands on Fan Yuan's back and his eyes looking at the ceiling above his head. Suddenly, a strange question popped up in his mind.
"Fan Yuan, doesn't the ink from the marker pen taste terrible?"
Fan Yuan in the quilt suddenly stopped moving, lifted the quilt and sat up, and there was indeed a little ink-red at the corner of his mouth.
He wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb and looked at the ink on his fingertips. His expression remained calm and composed, with no obvious emotional changes.
"You're right, I should tattoo it on you instead of writing it."
Gu Yang's whole body froze. The thought of having the number 100 tattooed on his neck, in bright red, was so ugly that he shook his head vigorously.
"No, no, I can't have 100 tattoos."
Fan Yuan pressed back again, this time he didn't try to cover up the 100 points on Gu Yang's shoulders and neck which were already unrecognizable, but tried to cover up Gu Yang's ears.
The sound came from too close. Not just too close, it was a negative distance. This almost gave Gu Yang the illusion that the sound was inside his head.
"'100' won't work, will 'Fan Yuan' work?"
Gu Yang turned his head to avoid Fan Yuan's breath, and spoke in a very low voice:
"Sure, sure."
After Gu Yang finished speaking, Fan Yuan didn't say anything else.
He supported himself on top of Gu Yang again, staring at him quietly with his black eyes. Gu Yang felt embarrassed being stared at, and his eyes looked around. Fan Yuan pinched his chin and forced him to look at him.
With his chin pinched, Gu Yang couldn't look around anymore. He could only look at Fan Yuan's face, watching Fan Yuan's black eyes slowly being stained with blood red in front of him.
Fan Yuan seemed to be considering where on Gu Yang's body to tattoo his name, but in the end he just kissed Gu Yang on the forehead and pulled the quilt over them both again.
"Just stamp it first, and we'll talk about tattooing your name later."
Gu Yang touched his forehead, thinking that the name "Fan Yuan" might be permanently branded somewhere on his body in the future. His heart began beating wildly and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Fan Yuan didn't give Gu Yang a chance to think more. He pulled Gu Yang into his arms again and patted Gu Yang's back again and again.
"Go to sleep. You are allowed to sleep in today."
Gu Yang was indeed very sleepy, and with Fan Yuan's gentle patting, his mind quickly became empty and he fell into a deep sleep.
Fan Yuan patted Gu Yang's palm and slowly moved his position, selecting on Gu Yang's body, as if he was seriously considering where to engrave his name.
I fell asleep and when I opened my eyes it was already noon.
Gu Yang was woken up by Fan Yuan. As soon as he woke up, he felt his stomach was bloated and he was not hungry at all.
Fan Yuan saw Gu Yang open his eyes, stepped back a little, and asked him:
"Are you full?"
Gu Yang pushed Fan Yuan's shoulder. He was still a little dazed after waking up. He squinted his eyes and begged for mercy from Fan Yuan:
"Fan Yuan, I don't want to eat anymore. My stomach is so full every day. It's really uncomfortable."
Fan Yuan was particularly easy to talk to this time. He really got up from the bed and stopped feeding Gu Yang.
"Wake up, you are full, but I am hungry."
Gu Yang tried to get up immediately, but just as he sat up, Fan Yuan picked him up and took him to the bathroom.
This time they were hugged from the front, with Gu Yang's calves resting in Fan Yuan's arms, kicking uncomfortably.
Fan Yuan, who has the attributes of a great devil, even interferes with private matters such as washing.
Gu Yang was afraid that after he got used to being held by Fan Yuan every day, Fan Yuan’s attributes as the devil would disappear and he would no longer care about him. What would he do then
When Fan Yuan was wiping Gu Yang's hands, he pinched Gu Yang's nails:
"Your nails are a little long. I'll cut them for you later."
Gu Yang placed his fingertips on Fan Yuan's hand and tightened them slightly. He couldn't say the words of refusal. Not only could he not say the words, he also felt a little expectant in his heart.
Although Gu Yang was fed by Fan Yuan right after he woke up, he guessed that based on Fan Yuan's current personality, Fan Yuan would definitely feed him again at lunch time until he was so full that he begged for mercy.
In the end, Fan Yuan did not do so. He just pulled Gu Yang to sit at the dining table, stared at Gu Yang while eating, his eyes slowly moved around Gu Yang's face, and finally fell on Gu Yang's ears, as if he was thinking about something.
Gu Yang couldn't help but touch his ears, then he leaned on the table, covering half of his face with his arms and covering his ears with his hands. Only then did Fan Yuan look away.
Because Gu Yang didn't sleep well last night, Fan Yuan didn't pull Gu Yang to study, but held Gu Yang in his arms and watched TV on the sofa in the living room.
The TV programs were boring and clichéd, and Gu Yang found them uninteresting, so Fan Yuan showed him a comedy movie.
While Gu Yang was watching a movie, Fan Yuan used a nail clipper to trim Gu Yang's nails.
After trimming each finger, Fan Yuan would lift Gu Yang's fingertips to his lips and kiss them. Gu Yang was so kissed that he had no interest in watching the movie. His mind was filled with the image of Fan Yuan kissing his fingertips.
Even cutting his nails was so messy that they were messed up. The two of them were originally sitting side by side on the sofa, but while they were cutting their nails, Gu Yang sat in Fan Yuan's arms.
After cutting his nails, Fan Yuan placed the nail clippers on the coffee table, folded his hands on Gu Yang's belly, and whispered in Gu Yang's ear:
"Gu Yang, can I feed you?"
Gu Yang grabbed Fan Yuan's wrist and lowered his head.
"But I'm still holding on."
Fan Yuan tightened his grip on Gu Yang, and wrapped Gu Yang in his arms with his long legs.
"I'll feed you somewhere else so you won't be too full."
Without waiting for Gu Yang to ask clearly, Fan Yuan had already started feeding Gu Yang's ears.
Since ears can't eat food, there's no such thing as overeating.
Gu Yang hunched one shoulder. The sounds in one ear were vague and he couldn't hear anything clearly. He just felt that the temperature of his two ears gradually became different. One was so hot that it was almost burning, while the other was still cool.
Fan Yuan still sympathizes with Gu Yang and is not the kind of person who only cares about satisfying his own selfish desires.
He kept staring at Gu Yang's ears while eating lunch, so he must be planning something like this.
Fan Yuan fed Gu Yang's two ears in turn. When he was half conscious, he suddenly felt his belly was a little cold.
Fan Yuan slowly unbuttoned the buttons, starting from the bottom one.
Gu Yang didn't dare to move, he just stretched his neck, his eyelashes were wet by physiological tears and stuck together into pieces.
When the second button was unbuttoned, Fan Yuan suddenly stopped and buried his head in Gu Yang's neck without moving.
Gu Yang could hear Fan Yuan's breathing gradually slowing down. After a long time, Fan Yuan reached out and re-buttoned the two buttons on Gu Yang's bottom shirt.
Fan Yuan didn't move or speak for a long time, as if he was enduring something, but also as if he was about to explode.
Suddenly, Fan Yuan asked Gu Yang:
"Gu Yang, do you listen to me?"
Gu Yang had recovered a little by now. His ears were unnaturally red and he had no strength in his body.
When he heard Fan Yuan ask him this question, he nodded immediately:
"Yes, I will listen to you."
Fan Yuan continued to ask:
"Are you willing to do whatever I ask you to do?"
Gu Yang still nodded without any hesitation:
"What do you want me to do?"
Fan Yuan picked up Gu Yang, took him back to the bedroom, put him on the bed, and clicked the buttons on Gu Yang's shirt.
"Take off your clothes."
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment, and his cheeks slowly turned red to the same color as his ears that were bullied by Fan Yuan.
Under Fan Yuan's gaze, he slowly unbuttoned a button, his fingers shaking.
After Gu Yang started to unbutton his clothes, Fan Yuan turned around, took out his clothes from the closet and threw them to Gu Yang.
He did not turn around, but said with his back to Gu Yang:
"From now on, you can only wear my clothes at home."
Gu Yang's heart was beating like a drum, so loud that he seemed to be able to hear it himself.
He grabbed the clothes that Fan Yuan threw to him, lowered his head, revealing his slender white neck:
"good."
No matter what the great devil Fan Yuan says, Gu Yang must do it, otherwise it will be his own stomach that will suffer.
Fan Yuan did not leave the bedroom, but turned his back to Gu Yang, listening to the rustling sound of Gu Yang changing clothes. The sound seemed to carry a picture, and in his mind he seemed to see the fabric of the clothes sliding across Gu Yang's skin.
Until Gu Yang reminded:
"I'm done."
Fan Yuan turned around and saw Gu Yang sitting on the bed wearing his shirt and his pants.
Gu Yang is much shorter and thinner than Fan Yuan. When he wears Fan Yuan's clothes, the sleeves and trouser legs are also long.
Fan Yuan bent down and squatted in front of Gu Yang, helping him roll up his sleeves and trouser legs. His fingertips occasionally touched Gu Yang's ankles. Gu Yang always shrank back unconsciously, but finally Fan Yuan grabbed his ankles firmly and held him down, and he stopped moving.
After changing clothes, Fan Yuan carried Gu Yang back to the living room to watch TV. Gu Yang sat in Fan Yuan's arms, staring at the lively variety show on TV, but his head was full of random thoughts.
Fan Yuan just unbuttoned his shirt. Was he trying to do something
Why was it tied back in the end
Not only Gu Yang was not concentrating on watching TV, but Fan Yuan was not either.
He hooked his fingertips on Gu Yang's wide cuffs, seeming very satisfied. The temperature in the room was just right, and the atmosphere between the two was particularly good. Gu Yang didn't get enough sleep to begin with, and soon fell asleep in Fan Yuan's arms. His neck had no strength to support it, so he leaned back on Fan Yuan's shoulders, with his cold ears pressed against Fan Yuan's cheek.
The blood in Fan Yuan's red eyes surged, and finally he turned his head to Qin Yan, put his ear close to Gu Yang, and fed him carefully.
There are many places to feed, not just the ears.
The sleeping Gu Yang was soft and clingy. No matter what was done to him, he would not resist and would only cry like a helpless little nightingale.
After a long time, Fan Yuan raised his head, found a coat to cover Gu Yang, turned around and walked quickly upstairs.
He walked quickly all the way to the large iron door at the innermost side of the corridor and opened it and went in.
He didn't stop after entering, but directly opened the hidden door in the wall and walked in.
Fan Yuan seemed to be in great pain at this time. He stood inside the closed wall door and took deep breaths.
A fine breeze appeared around him, and the wind gradually grew stronger, blowing up a corner of the painting on the wall.
The painting was blown into disarray and the strong wind suddenly disappeared.
Fan Yuan turned around and pressed the blown painting flat again, then stood with his back against the wall with his eyes closed.
The demonic attributes brought out from Gu Yang's bizarre dream world had a much stronger impact on Fan Yuan than he had imagined.
Just now, he almost couldn't help but swallow Gu Yang.
This feeling of not getting what he wanted became stronger and stronger, and the stronger it became, the more violent Fan Yuan became.
He gradually clenched his fists and stayed alone in this closed secret room for a long time, suppressing the other side of him that was about to become uncontrollable.
Gu Yang was sleeping soundly on the sofa, and the palm of his left hand was shining.
Fan Yuan’s favorability: 49 points.
When Gu Yang woke up, the lights in the living room were on, it was dark outside, and Fan Yuan was cooking in the kitchen.
He sat up and found that he was covered with Fan Yuan's coat. He moved his legs and felt a little strange. The touch was silky, as if he was not wearing any pants.
Gu Yang turned his gaze and saw the pants hanging on the armrest on the other side of the sofa. They were the same pants he had worn before.
He suddenly lifted up the coat covering his body and saw his two bare legs. It was not just that he was not wearing pants. His left leg from the ankle to the calf was covered with deep red marks or teeth marks.
Gu Yang put his coat back on his legs, quietly lay back on the sofa, buried his face in his hands, and felt that everything he had experienced in the past few days was as if he were still a dream.
Raising his palm slightly, Gu Yang saw Fan Yuan's favorability on the palm of his left hand again.
49 points
He just took a nap, how come Fan Yuan secretly gained a point in favorability
While Gu Yang was staring at the affection in his hand, Fan Yuan had already walked out of the kitchen, standing one step away from Gu Yang, and asked him in a cold voice:
"Are you hungry?"
Gu Yang immediately put down his hand, touched his stomach, and answered stutteringly:
"Yes, a little."
Fan Yuan's pupils are still red. Whenever Fan Yuan's eyes turn deep red like blood, it means that Gu Yang is about to be held down by Fan Yuan and fed like crazy.
He thought Fan Yuan would come over to feed him immediately, but Fan Yuan was still standing there and did not approach Gu Yang.
"Hold on a little longer, I can't feed you now."
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment, looking at Fan Yuan's red eyes, feeling confused and unbelievable. Fan Yuan's eyes were so red, and he actually said that he couldn't feed him
You must be kidding!
Gu Yang was also stubborn. When Fan Yuan said that, he also got excited. He didn't even look at Fan Yuan at first, and started to be stubborn:
"If you don't want to feed me, then don't feed me!"
Fan Yuan glanced at Gu Yang without saying anything, then turned around and went back to the kitchen to cook. After the meal was ready, he did not ask Gu Yang to stay with him, but took the food to the dining table and ate it himself.
Gu Yang kicked Fan Yuan's coat away, grabbed his trousers and put them on. The trouser legs that were too long fell down again, making a clattering sound on his heels, but he didn't care. He walked past Fan Yuan with his head held high and went upstairs.
Back in the bedroom, Gu Yang turned on his phone and started counting the time. He wanted to see how long it would take Fan Yuan to be unable to resist coming up to kiss him and feed him.
As a result, when the timer was up for an hour, Gu Yang was lying on the bed with his stomach growling with hunger, but Fan Yuan didn't come up.
Gu Yang looked at the time adding up on the countdown, his eyes gradually turned red, but he forced himself not to cry.
Even when the countdown exceeded two hours, Gu Yang couldn't help but got up and rushed downstairs with an angry face.
He didn't expect that Fan Yuan was watching TV quietly. An old love movie was playing on TV. Fan Yuan was sitting straight on the sofa, staring at the TV intently.
Gu Yang took a deep breath, walked to Fan Yuan and called his name.
"Fan Yuan?"
Fan Yuan turned his head, his pair of red pupils were even redder than two hours ago, the thick red kept rolling, so red that it was a little scary.
But he just sat there without moving, and asked Gu Yang in a very restrained tone:
"Are you starving? Do you want to feed me now?"
Gu Yang was so angry that he sat down next to Fan Yuan, stared at the TV fiercely, and answered him in Fan Yuan's tone:
"Thank you, but no, I won't starve to death."
Fan Yuan didn't say anything else, as if he couldn't even stand Gu Yang sitting next to him, and he just stood up and went upstairs.
Gu Yang gritted his teeth, slammed the sofa hard with his fist, turned around and followed Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan stepped onto the first step and suddenly turned around.
Gu Yang followed behind him and almost bumped into Fan Yuan's chest.
Fan Yuan lowered his head to look at Gu Yang who was trying hard to suppress his grievance, and his blood-red eyes narrowed in pain.
"Gu Yang, I will only give you enough time to walk up this staircase. If you take longer than that, I will..."
The rest of the words disappeared in Gu Yang's mouth. Gu Yang did not have time to think about what Fan Yuan would do. He only raised his hands and hugged Fan Yuan's neck tightly, enjoying the hard-earned feeding.
After finishing his conversation, Fan Yuan let go of Gu Yang and took a step back, putting two steps between him and Gu Yang.
"More?"
Gu Yang gritted his teeth, threw himself into Fan Yuan's arms, and walked up a step.
The steps to the villa are not high, there are 24 steps in total, with a step in the middle.
Every time Fan Yuan fed Gu Yang a bite, he would step back and walk up a step.
Gu Yang would take the initiative to chase after him, with his neck raised high, asking Fan Yuan to lower his head and feed him.
Until they finally stepped onto the ground on the second floor, Gu Yang was almost full. He turned around and brushed past Fan Yuan's shoulder and wanted to leave, but Fan Yuan grabbed his wrist.
Only then did Gu Yang notice Fan Yuan's eyes, which were almost red to black, and the way he stared at him was creepy.
Gu Yang shook his wrist, still angry, and did not forget to retort to Fan Yuan's previous words:
"Let go! It's time for one staircase!"
Fan Yuan pulled Gu Yang's wrist even harder, so hard that Gu Yang felt the pain.
He pulled Gu Yang back in front of him, turned his back to the stairs, and took another step down.
Standing one step lower than Gu Yang, Fan Yuan stared at Gu Yang with his terrifying red eyes:
"Gu Yang, I regret it."
This time, Gu Yang didn't need to chase after Fan Yuan. Fan Yuan simply pressed down on the back of Gu Yang's neck and kissed him hard.
Very, very hard, so hard that Gu Yang would never forget it in his life.
They started from the bottom step, kissing each step up, then repeated the process from the top step, kissing each step down.
Gu Yang couldn't remember how many times it happened. He only knew that his calves started to feel numb and cramped, and then everything stopped.
I saw a piece of clothing thrown on the steps of the villa every few steps.
Shirts, trousers, buttons torn off, belts hanging on the armrests…
The traces extended all the way into the bedroom, but the big bed in the bedroom was empty.
The light in the bathroom was on and the sound of water was very loud. Gu Yang was only wearing his underwear, his hands supporting himself on the cold tiles in front of him, the freezing cold water was pouring down on his head, and his little face was expressionless.
Fan Yuan was not wearing a shirt, but his pants were still on. He buried his head in Gu Yang's shoulders and neck, hugging Gu Yang and washing them with the cold water.
Gu Yang raised his hand and wiped the cold water off his face. The heat in his heart when he was fed back and forth on the steps had long since subsided.
He gritted his teeth and asked Fan Yuan word by word:
"Why should I take a cold shower with you? Don't you feel cold?"
Fan Yuan put his forehead against Gu Yang's neck and shook his head, his voice so low that it made Gu Yang's heart tremble.
"Gu Yang, I'm about to catch fire."
"Stay with me, Gu Yang."
Fan Yuan looked up and went to feed Gu Yang's ears again.
"Stay with me, okay?"
Gu Yang pursed his lips which had turned white from the cold water, but didn't say anything else.
Both of them were upset and took cold showers for nearly half an hour.
Fan Yuan's eyes, which had turned red to black, finally returned to their normal black color.
Gu Yang's cold underwear was also stripped off. He was wrapped in a bath towel and lay in the quilt held by Fan Yuan. He was so cold that he shivered in the cold water, but Fan Yuan's body was still warm.
Fan Yuan wrapped Gu Yang in a quilt and hugged him through the quilt, his voice sounding unusually fragile.
"Gu Yang, there are still more than three months until the college entrance examination, you should be ready."
Gu Yang thought Fan Yuan meant for him to prepare well for the college entrance exam and study hard, but Fan Yuan's next words made Gu Yang unable to remain calm anymore.
"After the college entrance examination, I won't let you get out of bed again."
That night, Gu Yang ate too much again.
Not only does the stomach feel full, but the ears are also affected.
They both took a cold shower, but Gu Yang caught a cold the next day while Fan Yuan was fine.
The college entrance examination hasn't even started yet, but Fan Yuan has already made it so that Gu Yang can't get out of bed, although in a different way.
However, because Gu Yang had a cold, Fan Yuan at least restrained himself a lot.
Thanks to the cold, Gu Yang safely and peacefully completed the remaining days of the Great Devil Fan Yuan's setting.
When the match time was up, Gu Yang immediately lit the second match and fell asleep happily.
No matter what the next dream is, it won’t be more torturous than this setting, right
In the dream, there were floating white clouds, smoke, and waterfalls so high that the top could not be seen.
A group of ancient people in long robes walked on the path beside the waterfall, talking and laughing.
As soon as Gu Yang woke up, he followed the group of people on their journey.
Judging from their conversation, they seemed to be in a hurry to get to the Immortal Palace.
The two young men walking in front, who were obviously dressed much more luxuriously than the others, spoke in a somewhat arrogant tone and at a much louder volume.
"Since we have passed the initial assessment of the Immortal Sect to accept disciples, we must perform well when we enter the Immortal Palace, so that we can be a good teacher."
"I heard that the most powerful ancestor in the immortal sect is Xumi Tianzun. Xumi Tianzun was born with an icy body, and his body is full of overbearing coldness. If ordinary people get close to him, they will definitely be injured by the coldness. However, Tianzun never accepts disciples, which is a pity."
"What a pity! The Heavenly Venerable doesn't accept disciples because he hasn't encountered a good seedling with extraordinary talent. Maybe this time... he will accept one."
Everything he said and did hinted that he was the so-called talented young man.
The young man walking next to Gu Yang sneered and mocked in a low voice:
"With his three spiritual roots, he is considered a good candidate? This is really ridiculous. He thinks that he can bully others in the immortal sect just because he has a few spare dollars in the secular world?"
Gu Yang looked around, wondering how this dream world could be in ancient times. After hearing what the person next to him said, he asked him curiously:
"What are the three spiritual roots?"
The young man had no hostility towards Gu Yang, but there was a hint of sympathy in his eyes when he looked at Gu Yang.
"The fewer spiritual roots one has, the better one's aptitude is, and the smoother and easier one's cultivation will be. The more spiritual roots one has, the more complicated it will be. The basic path of cultivating immortals is already predictable, and most people with many spiritual roots will not make much progress."
At this point, the young man began to comfort Gu Yang again:
"Although you have five spiritual roots, the immortals in the immortal sect are always generous. Even if no one accepts you as a disciple, they will keep you as a servant in the immortal sect."
Gu Yang didn't care about this man's sympathy, he just asked him:
"What is the worst spiritual root?"
The young man sighed:
"The worst is the five spiritual roots."
Gu Yang: “…”
Before he lights a match next time, he must give himself enough psychological hints. I won't give him a particularly powerful identity, but he shouldn't be so out of touch every time!
Soon they arrived at the Fairy Palace. The mist inside the palace was even thicker, and the fairy air was so thick that it even made people feel cold.
As soon as they entered, the group of disciples who were waiting to be tested and selected fell silent and dared not speak anymore.
Gu Yang was not so reserved. He looked around, searching for Fan Yuan.
On the high platforms surrounding the Immortal Palace, there were many people from the Immortal Sect with extraordinary temperaments sitting. They all had calm expressions as they looked at the group of new disciples below, without any joy in accepting any disciples.
A disciple from the Immortal Sect wearing a disciple's uniform walked up to the crowd and began to explain the rules of this time:
"I think before you enter, you have already decided which immortal you want to become a disciple of. Each sect has different tests and teaches different immortal arts. You should open your eyes and choose carefully. Once you have chosen, there will be no chance to regret it."
"There is one more thing. I hope you will remember that Xumi Tianzun is the supreme being of the immortal sect. Tianzun never participates in the selection of such low-level disciples. This time, you have the honor to be in charge. You must follow the rules and don't disturb Tianzun's peace. Don't be shameless and get close to Tianzun. You should know that Tianzun never accepts disciples."
Gu Yang was still wondering whether Fan Yuan’s identity was this Xumi Tianzun, but when he heard this person say that Xumi Tianzun was an old man, he gave up the idea.
Until everyone started to choose the immortal gate they wanted to enter and take part in the test, Gu Yang was still standing in the center of the immortal palace, looking around.
He looked around several times to make sure that Fan Yuan was not inside. Finally, his sight fell on the highest point of the Immortal Palace, which was obscured by thick fog and he could not see who was behind it.
But since Fan Yuan was not around, Gu Yang could only go there.
That is where Xumi Tianzun is.
Several disciples of the Immortal Sect discovered that Gu Yang was desperately trying to disturb the peace of the Heavenly Venerable, and immediately wanted to stop him, but they found that after taking a step, they could not move anymore. They opened their mouths to speak, but they could not open them.
Several disciples looked at each other in surprise and looked up.
Not only these disciples, other immortals had discovered earlier that Gu Yang wanted to go to Xumi Tianzun, and they planned to stop him at that time, but they encountered the same situation as these disciples, so no one stopped him or said anything.
Two more arrogant young men on the way saw Gu Yang walking towards Xumi Tianzun and no one was stopping him. They looked at each other, immediately left their current team and walked in that direction as well.
Unexpectedly, the two men were bounced out before they could take a few steps, and were directly bounced out of the fairy palace.
The two men fell to the ground, spitting out blood. They wanted to run back in horror, but found that they could no longer get in.
A faint voice came:
"Since you two have changed your mind midway and are not abiding by the rules, you should just leave now."
The two people were not convinced and questioned loudly into the air, but no one paid any attention to them.
Gu Yang thought no one noticed him, so he sneaked closer to the mist in front.
It was not until he walked into the mist that the thick fog slowly dissipated, and he could finally see Xumi Tianzun sitting in the highest seat.
This Xumi Tianzun was wearing a white jade mask. The mask was smooth and had no carved facial features, which looked very strange.
Xumi Tianzun sat upright on a high seat, his back straight, his posture elegant and dignified, with a chill all over his body.
Gu Yang raised his hand and rubbed his arms, thinking that no wonder this fairy palace was so cold, it turned out that there was a powerful artificial air-conditioning machine here.
However, this cold air is not unbearable, nor is it as terrible as the two people said before. If you get close to it, you will be hurt by the cold air.
Gu Yang stood a few steps away from Xumi Tianzun and did not move forward.
Although Xumi Tianzun was wearing a mask, Gu Yang had a hunch that this was Fan Yuan.
Thinking of this, Gu Yang began to move forward and slowly came in front of Xumi Tianzun.
The mist in front of Xumi Tianzun can block the vision of ordinary people, but it cannot block the vision of other immortals in the immortal palace.
Several immortals looked at each other, and different expressions finally appeared on their expressionless faces.
Some were amazed, some were curious, and some even had jealous and distorted faces.
Gu Yang had already arrived in front of Xumi Tianzun. He put his hands on both sides of his mask, trying to take off the white jade mask, but found that the mask was very firmly attached and could not be taken off at all.
He could only ask softly:
"Fan Yuan?"
Xumi Tianzun sat in the same place, raised his head slightly, and did not answer.
Gu Yang reached out his hand and boldly touched the ear of Xumi Immortal Venerable, feeling the body temperature under his palm, and was very sure that this was his Fan Yuan.
No one was more familiar with Fan Yuan's body temperature than him. Even though Fan Yuan was emitting cold air all over his body, his temperature still made Gu Yang's heart warm.
Gu Yang narrowed his eyes and smiled, and asked Fan Yuan:
"Master Tianzun, would you please accept me as your disciple?"
Xumi Tianzun finally spoke, his voice calm:
"What is your spiritual root?"
Listening to the familiar voice belonging to Fan Yuan, Gu Yang simply squatted down and put his chin on Xumi Tianzun's legs.
"They said I was a waste of five spiritual roots."
Xumi Tianzun asked again:
"If you are trash, what use is there to me?"
Gu Yang tilted his head and gently rubbed Xumi Tianzun's knee with his cheek.
"I heard you were born with an icy body? I'm a warm person, I can warm your bed."
"How warm is it?"
Gu Yang held one of Xumi Tianzun's hands and put his hand on his cheek.
"You'll know if you touch it."
The slightly cool fingertips gently slid along Gu Yang's cheek, and finally pinched Gu Yang's chin, leading Gu Yang to half-lying in his arms.
Xumi Tianzun slowly lowered his head and approached Gu Yang. The white jade mask gently slipped off his face, revealing Fan Yuan's face.
"It's really warm, I will... accept you as my apprentice."
As he finished speaking, thick fog gathered on the high seat and nothing could be seen clearly.
After the thick fog completely dissipated, Xumi Tianzun had already left with his new disciple.
Xumi Tianzun, who had not accepted a disciple for tens of millions of years, finally accepted a disciple. This news spread quickly in the fairy world. It was even more shocking to hear that the person he accepted was a useless person with only five spiritual roots, who was not even selected for the exam and was taken away by Xumi Tianzun directly.
Gu Yang finally understood everything after he was taken away by Fan Yuan, who had taken on the character of Xumi Tianzun again.
The so-called born icy body is not only naturally cold all over, but also tortured by the ice every day and cannot find peace.
If you want to relieve the symptoms, you must personally transfer the cold air to the body of a pure yang person.
Gu Yang did have the character of a waste with five spiritual roots, but he was still a hidden pure yang body.
The author has something to say: The great devil Fan Yuan almost executed Gu Yang on the spot
But he held back :)
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