Fu Min hurried as fast as he could. Even though Xiang Yong had said that he hadn’t seen any demons, he didn’t want to take any chances. He was married now! He couldn’t be careless and make Fu Heng and widower. Ah, no, Fu Heng had bound his soul to him so he would die with him. He definitely couldn’t take any chances.
In the end, Fu Min made it to Jing He’s palace without encountering a single demon. He hadn’t even seen a single trace of a demon. Hm, very strange. Could it be they were all lying in wait around the palace? He looked around but still couldn’t detect anyone. With a strange feeling in his heart, he entered and found himself faces with Qiang Wei, Yi Zan, and Xiang Yong.
Fu Min stopped. Uh, it seemed those three didn’t know about Fu Heng and him yet? Would they find it strange when they found out? Ah, but even if they wouldn’t know if he didn’t tell them, right? Right? He wasn’t acting weird, was he? He definitely didn’t want them to find out while Fu Heng wasn’t around! At least then, he could still hide behind his husband. Continue reading →

Qiu Ling furrowed his brows. It was all that An Bai’s fault! Just why was he coveting his beloved? Couldn’t he go find somebody else? Hmph. But this wouldn’t stump him! He would find a way to solve this problem too!
“Just call somebody else over!”
“Who?”
“That …” Qiu Ling blanked. Yi Zan was already there, Qiang Wei was supposed to get the note from An Bai who wasn’t there. That only left Fu Heng and Fu Min but those two were needed for the last part of his plan. Ah, so difficult! Maybe he could do without either Fu Min or Fu Heng? Or … Qiu Ling straightened up. “You call Fu Min over!”
“To … guard His Highness?” Xiang Yong couldn’t help but want to make sure. His king was just too strange today. Continue reading →

While Xiang Yong went to deliver the message, Qiu Ling unhurriedly walked back to his own chambers and jumped back onto the beam. Mn, now as for the second part of his plan …
He picked up the brush and smeared down another few lines of text. Mn, very good! Now, he only had to deliver this and wait for the results.
He threw the message into his spatial ring, picked up the ink and brush and jumped down, discarding both of them on a table before running out again. This time, he rushed into An Bai’s study. Facing the table … he blinked. Where was An Bai? Wasn’t he normally here?
He looked around but couldn’t find him anywhere. Qiu Ling pondered and his expression fell. Oh no! He had completely forgotten that An Bai was still imprisoned in the demon realm! Continue reading →

“Qiu Ling!” Qiang Yan hurried after his nephew-in-law but couldn’t reach him. “Qiu Ling, wait! There’s something we need to talk about!”
Qiu Ling frowned but still stopped. He couldn’t let his uncle-in-law find out what he was planning. Wouldn’t that give his plan away? “What is it? I want to see Jing He.”
“I know, I know. It’s important though.” Qiang Yan caught up to Qiu Ling and looked at him solemnly. “Qiu Ling, I know you love Jing He very much. You also know I’ve always been in favor of the two of you being together. But you aren’t just Jing He’s lover. You’re also the king of the dragon race. Please keep that in mind.”
“I know. What do you want to tell me?”
Qiang Yan sighed. “Don’t do anything stupid. Not only Jing He would grieve if you did. The dragons would be the same.” Continue reading →

Qiu Ling cut the connection with Fu Min and Fu Heng without warning and took out another transmission stone. Before he imbued his spiritual energy, he stopped though. Ah, he was still in the demon realm. He couldn’t contact the old geezer or that bastard Jin Ling might notice. He couldn’t let that happen!
Mn … Qiu Ling narrowed his eyes. He had to do this in a roundabout way. Otherwise, he would lose the only bargaining chip he had.
He kept the transmission stone and looked at An Bai. “I have to return to the Nine Heavens for a while. You, keep watch here!” With that, he turned and rushed out of Jin Ling’s palace. Continue reading →

Meanwhile, Qiu Ling was still searching through the rooms around Jin Ling’s garden. Unfortunately, he still hadn’t found Jing Yi and with each new room he tried, he felt like he was getting further and further away from him even though Jing Yi didn’t move.
Ah, just where was he?!
Qiu Ling returned to the garden and sat down in front of the big green plant, eying it suspiciously. Jing Yi was petite. Jin Ling wouldn’t have thrown him in there like that arm, would he? Then by now …
Qiu Ling stood up again and looked into the plant. There was a knee-deep dark puddle in there. By now, only the tip of a finger could be seen from the limb Jin Ling had thrown in. Ah, if he had thrown his beloved in before … he would have been eaten already. Continue reading →

Jin Ling finally arrived at the end of his garden and folded the sack. He turned around to bring it back, only to come face to face with Qiu Ling. He raised his brows. “What? You’re still here?”
“Of course! You still didn’t tell me where my beloved is!”
“And I won’t.” Jin Ling stepped past him but stopped right afterward. “Well, I won’t tell you unless … you tell me where your predecessor is.”
“Why? You want to ask him whether he wants to become part of your harem? Forget about it! He always liked my father. He wouldn’t even take a second glance at you.”
Jin Ling curled his hands into fists but forced himself not to react to that insult. “Your father is dead though, isn’t he? Your mother killed him. So your predecessor …”
“So my predecessor would be heartbroken if he was still alive. Thankfully, your father killed him for good. There’s no way he’ll have to deal with the pain now.” Continue reading →

Qiu Ling stared at the severed arm and his eyes reddened. His beloved … His beautiful beloved had been hurt to this extent! Ah, he had taken too much time to go to the demon realm and save him! He shouldn’t have waited in the Nine Heavens for so long. It was all his fault!
Below him, Jin Ling groaned. “Fuck! Could you get up already?!”
“You!” Qiu Ling gritted his teeth and tucked the severed limb below his arm. “You dared to do something like this to my beloved and still want to order me about?! I should also tear you apart limb by limb!”
Jin Ling frowned and lashed out. Qiu Ling could only leap aside. He didn’t forget to grab the sack lying next to him though. He had to make sure that this bastard hadn’t cut off any other limbs of his beloved’s body. Continue reading →

Just at that moment, Qiu Ling entered the demon king’s palace through one of the side doors. His gaze darted around. He couldn’t see anyone. Well, he could hear some demons patrolling not too far from him but it should be far enough for him to slip through.
Ah, wasn’t this Jin Ling making this a little too …
His eyes widened. He had just thought that Jin Ling was making things to easy but how come his beloved was moving? And rapidly, even? Could it be that despicable bastard was bringing him somewhere else so he wouldn’t find him?
Qiu Ling pursed his lips. That guy was really underestimating him. This was exactly why he had put the mark of the dragon on Jing Yi’s body after his birth! Obviously, he wouldn’t have trouble finding him. Continue reading →

The fallen god took a deep breath and turned back around, gripping Jing Yi’s hand while he was at it. “Then come on. We’ll go.”
“Ah?” Jing Yi blinked. Just like that? He said they would go and then they would do so? He wanted to ask if it would really be this simple but remembering how the other man had looked at him before, he kept quiet. He didn’t understand why but he felt that he couldn’t provoke this person or things might end even worse than if he continued to stay as the demon king’s prisoner. Continue reading →