The 18th Pit – “Uu! Stop… Senior martial brother!!”
“Senior martial brother, congratulations on coming out of your isolat… Uu!?”
The words that Gong Changsheng had prepared were swallowed back into his throat when Dongfang Wuqiong bearhugged him. Li Xiuhui on the side helplessly stroked his forehead and he could not help but inwardly sigh. “Why does the proper eldest disciple of Mysterious Inscription Sect become an idiot the moment he sees Gong Changsheng?”
There wasn’t anyone else left in Dongfang Wuqiong’s eyes, as he hugged onto Gong Changsheng who was already at a height comparable to his. His chin rested on Gong Changsheng’s shoulder, and as though he was trying to confirm something, he constantly moved his hands about and tightened his embrace even further.
“Senior martial brother…!?”
“Sheng’er? Sheng’er? You’re Sheng’er, right?”
“Yes… I’m here… Please, please…”
“Please move your hands away from my buttocks!!”
It was said that the lightning fireworks released in front of the cultivation cave residence were incredibly beautiful.
Gong Changsheng, seventeen years old, Paragon level of the Foundation stage, was the closed-door disciple of Mount Shu’s Mysterious Inscription Sect’s Sect Master.
Dongfang Wuqiong, eighty-four years old, Paragon level of the Azoth Core stage, was the eldest direct disciple of Mount Shu’s Mysterious Inscription Sect’s Sect Master.
“You can’t take off your robe?”
Dongfang Wuqiong stripped out of his charred black Mysteriou Inscription Sect uniform as he asked Gong Changsheng from the other side of the screen.
“Yes. Old senior Lei Mingzhi’s robe cannot be taken off ever since I started wearing it.”
“When did you discover it?”
“ I discovered it on the very first day, after senior martial brother and I escaped from danger and returned to Mysterious Inscription Sect.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Back then, senior martial brother had severe injuries, and was even unconscious for several months. After Sect Master dealt with the problem of my robe, senior martial brother still didn’t wake up. That’s why in order to make sure senior martial brother is tending to his injuries properly, I didn’t bring this up.”
Dongfang Wuqiong’s hand which was raising his underwear paused for a moment.
He recalled how he had severe injuries and was unconscious five years ago, when he brought Gong Changsheng out of danger. When he woke up, he even thought that he had just slept for a single night, and thought that Gong Changsheng had merely safeguarded him in his sleep for a night. Only later on did he find out that this little doll had safeguarded him every day. That day when no one had placed a blanket over him, it was truly just because Li Xiuhui was too busy that day, and he did not have the time to carry the child away.
“You mentioned that the old man has dealt with it, then why are you still unable to take it off?”
“It’s because I’m still a fledgling with shallow knowledge, and the biggest reason why I’m unable to take it off is because of my insufficient level of cultivation. That is why I am unable to take off and keep the robe as and when I want.”
“Sheng’er is already at the Paragon level of Foundation at seventeen years old. You’re the fastest little cutesy in terms of cultivation speed, that I’ve seen.”
“Thank you, senior martial brother, for your expression of love.”
Facing Dongfang Wuqiong’s teasing, Gong Changsheng stayed unmoving just like how he was when he was young.
Dongfang Wuqiong wore a brand new daoist robe and walked out from the other side of the screen. To his surprise, Gong Changsheng was facing the wall with his hands placed behind his lower back, his right hand was clasping tightly onto his left wrist.
“Sheng’er… What are you doing?”
“I attacked senior-martial brother today due to my lack of control… It was a disrespectful act towards a senior, and I’m currently punishing myself by reflecting on my mistake while facing the wall.”
Dongfang Wuqiong laughed out with a “puuf”. His Sheng’er had truly grown up in a direction that was completely opposite to his.
One was slovenly, shameless, and glib-tongued.
The other stuck strictly to the rules, upright, and well-mannered.
Gong Changsheng was already seventeen years old.
That’s right, seventeen.
Dongfang Wuqiong could not hide the smile that was slipping out from the corners of his lips, as he slowly walked towards Gong Changsheng’s back. His hand once again naturally reached out for his hips.
“Senior martial brother…!”
“If Sheng’er’s robe cannot be removed, does that mean you have been wearing it for several years?”
Gong Changsheng was slightly trembling. It could be seen that he was suppressing himself with all his might. Though, Dongfang Wuqiong’s hand was growing bolder by the second.
“If you can’t remove it, what do you do when you have to bathe?”
“I first clean myself with the Purification Art, and then I appropriately bathe in warm water…”
“After bathing, do you dry your robe with an art as well?”
“That’s right… Senior martial brother, can you…”
Dongfang Wuqiong mischievously pinched with a bit force once more, and then continued to interrupt him.
“When you’re bathing, do you often recall how I helped you bathe in the medicinal baths when you were younger?”
“Senior martial brother…!!”
Gong Changsheng was embarrassed after recalling his experience when he was younger, trembling severely at the same time. Because Dongfang Wuqiong’s fingers had slipped into the crevice between his thighs.
“Sheng’er is aware, right? Though you can abstain from food after Foundation, but everyone still needs to drink water…”
Compared to the other party’s restraint, Dongfang Wuqiong grew even bolder. He enjoyed the touch from his fingertips, and then took another half a step forward. Lowering his head, he continued to speak next to the person’s ears.
“Since you still need to drink water… and since Sheng’er can’t take off your robe… When you have to relieve yourself, just how do you deal with it?”
Gong Changsheng trembled even more evidently than he did in the beginning. With his eyes closed and head lowered, his handsome brows knitted together as a red blush surfaced on his cheeks.
“Tell me, Sheng’er?”
Dongfang Wuqiong continued to stroke his skin across the robe – no matter if it was the front or back.
“I split open… at the shorter side…”
“Uu! Stop… Senior martial brother!”
“Even if it’s to celebrate his exit from his isolation training, it’s not like he made a breakthrough, the sizes of those firework spells are a little too over the top, aren’t they?”
“That’s right, that’s right. Dongfang Wuqiong behaves nonsensically all day long, and he even does such indecent things to his subordinates as well. This is truly outrageous.”
On that day, the elders of Mysterious Inscription Sect’s Main Mountain said this as they watched the lightning fireworks blast through the skies above Endless Serenity Peak.
On the other side, at the top of Endless Serenity Peak——
“Sheng’er… Isn’t this another disrespectful act to your senior…?”
Once again zapped crisp black from the electricity, Dongfang Wuqiong, whose clothes were once again in a terrible state, dusted off the dust and dirt from his face as he tried his best to make himself look as clever and handsome as before.
“To reply senior martial brother, this robe is a protective mystic treasure… It can automatically attack… anyone that wish to bring me harm…”
“… You’re still aren’t able to completely control it well?”
“No… If it’s to keep it in passive mode… I can still control it…”
Dongfang Wuqiong once again pounced forward as he spoke.
“They’re actually being released twice a row!”
“This lord shall send a complaint to the sect master tomorrow!”
“That’s right! This lord’s mountain never has such huge and beautiful fireworks before!”
On that day, the elders on Mysterious Inscription Sect’s Main Mountain continued to converse among themselves, as they watched the lightning fireworks once again charge towards the skies above Endless Serenity Peak.
On the other side, Endless Serenity Peak ——
This time, Dongfang Wuqiong was not able to quickly crawl up to his feet after being electrocuted, even with his cultivation level of an Azoth Core Paragon.
Gong Changsheng on the other side was calling Li Xiuhui over with a talisman, and had him prepare some people to repair the destroyed room. While he was at it, he spoke to Dongfang Wuqiong.
“Senior martial brother’s actions… are a little… too much… I can’t bear them…”
“Sheng’er… Did that old fart say anything after realizing your robe has this feature?”
“Haah… There didn’t seem to be anything… I only recall that he was chuckling to himself twice…”
“That old fart…!”
On the second day——
Gong Changsheng asked Li Xiuhui about Dongfang Wuqiong’s whereabouts, and Li Xiuhui simply replied in an evasive manner, saying that senior martial brother had gone to the treasury…
In the end, he omitted out the latter part of his sentence: “He said something about stealing the Immortal Trapping Rope…”
Looking at Gong Changsheng who was diligently repairing the house, in his heart, Li Xiuhui silently lit a candle for him.
As expected, on that night in the room, Gong Changsheng had only managed to utter out, “Senior martial brother, you…!” before he was cast with a seal. He couldn’t hear anything else after that…
Mount Shu’s Mysterious Inscription Sect – Old Ruffian Dongfang Wuqiong would not give up till he were to achieve his goal.