By now, night had fallen. The Purple Star Mountain was already brightly lit. Heng Deng staggered towards the cold spring in the back mountain.
When he was subduing the charm demon, he accidentally let the demon catch a glimpse of his inner demon. His inner demon was Qiu Chang. The charm demon took advantage of his inner demon and poisoned him with the lust poison.
Now his body was burning with unbearable heat. He thought that if he just stayed in this cold spring for a few hours and then got out, everything would be fine.
As long as he didn't say a word, no one on the Purple Star Mountain would know that he had been poisoned by the lust poison, let alone that he had an inner demon, and that the inner demon was his adoptive father.
The cold spring on the Purple Star Mountain was extremely cold all year round, and it was also the place with the most abundant spiritual energy, which was especially suitable for the disciples' cultivation. Now that it was evening and the temperature had dropped sharply, there was no one around the cold spring.
But there was a shadow of a demon.
Hua Feijie was meditating on the edge of the cold spring. Hearing the noise, he looked up and found it was Heng Deng. Without saying a word, the latter walked straight into the cold spring and circulated his spiritual energy.
Hua Feijie keenly noticed that the other's spiritual energy was leaking out in a disorderly way, which was a clear sign of having an inner demon.
Wait... Lord Heng Deng had an inner demon?!
Hua Feijie seemed to have discovered a secret that would get him killed by Heng Deng.
"Who? Who's there!" Heng Deng keenly felt a pair of eyes staring at him. Immediately, he swept his spiritual energy around, and Hua Feijie's short figure was exposed.
"My lord... You're here to soak in the cold spring too..." Hua Feijie looked at Heng Deng nervously, his voice dry.
Heng Deng let out a puff of turbid air, responded faintly, and then said nothing more.
Hua Feijie lifted his clothes and ran towards Heng Deng on his small feet. He tentatively said, "My lord, there's something I don't know if I should say..."
"Say it." Heng Deng was concise. Maybe only when he was with Qiu Chang would he talk the most.
Hua Feijie whispered tentatively, "How did you get an inner demon? For a cultivator, an inner demon is a big taboo. If it's not removed, it may bring endless troubles."
Heng Deng didn't even lift his eyelids. He slowly said to Hua Feijie, "I know what I'm doing."
Hua Feijie reached out his childish little hand and put it on Heng Deng's shoulder, intending to continue dissuading him. "You're like this, and... Why is your body so hot? I'll go find the divine lord for you!"
"Hey, don't..." Don't go find his adoptive father.
Before Heng Deng could stop this little guy, Hua Feijie had already run away, as if there were several fierce dogs chasing him.
Heng Deng was extremely nervous. What if his adoptive father saw him in this state? What if his adoptive father knew that he had an inner demon, and that the inner demon was him?
"Divine lord, divine lord!" Hua Feijie ran all the way to the Phoenix Hall. Seeing Qiu Chang wiping his sword in the yard, he directly threw himself into Qiu Chang's arms.
Qiu Chang caught him full in his arms and asked with a smile, "What's the matter? Why are you so flustered?"
"Lord Heng Deng, he's sick!" Hua Feijie gasped. "And his spiritual power, huff... It's in a complete mess. Please go and see him quickly. Will he die..."
Qiu Chang put away his sword, reached out and flicked Hua Feijie on the forehead, and gently scolded, "Little thing, what are you talking nonsense about?"
Hua Feijie reached out his chubby little hand to cover his forehead and said sullenly, "Humans are always fragile. I'm just afraid that something might happen to the lord..."
"Alright, I'll go and see him." Qiu Chang reached out and rubbed Hua Feijie's furry head, which was like giving him a reassurance pill.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Heng Deng said without turning back, "Why are you back again?"
"What do you mean by 'again'? I've just come." Qiu Chang walked up to Heng Deng, put the fox fur cloak in his hand on Heng Deng's shoulder, and then activated his phoenix divine power to warm up the cold spring.
The bone - chilling cold of the cold spring disappeared instantly and was replaced by warmth. This temperature seemed to blend perfectly with the lust poison in Heng Deng's body, grinding inside and outside his body. It was extremely unbearable.
Even so, he couldn't show any abnormality in front of Qiu Chang. "Adoptive father, why aren't you sleeping at night and come here instead?"
Qiu Chang reached out and put the back of his hand on Heng Deng's cheek. "So hot. Are you having a fever?"
His hand was cool, like a drop of cool water in the hot desert. For Heng Deng now, it was simply a naked temptation.
Heng Deng's breathing was a bit heavy, and his voice was hoarse, seemingly with a hint of lust. "No. Adoptive father, please go back if you have nothing to do."
Looking at Heng Deng like this, Qiu Chang didn't think he was okay at all. He raised his hand and grabbed the other's wrist to feel his pulse. "Are you... poisoned by the lust poison?"
Qiu Chang's voice was very soft, with a bit of embarrassment.
"Yes," Heng Deng responded faintly. Then he put the fox fur cloak on his shoulder on the edge of the cold spring and stepped in. His tone was a bit threatening. "So if adoptive father stays any longer, I'm afraid..."
"Splash -"
It was obviously the sound of someone falling into the water. Heng Deng quickly turned around and saw Qiu Chang clumsily falling into the cold spring. He quickly walked towards him.
Qiu Chang stood up clumsily. The hair on his face was dripping water, adding a kind of ascetic beauty to his features. Moreover, Qiu Chang was a phoenix, and he was not afraid of the cold. His clothes were always very thin all year round. Now that they were wet, the thin clothes clung tightly to his body, vividly outlining his body lines.
Heng Deng: "..."
What should he do if his adoptive father always challenged the bottom line of his patience?
Qiu Chang smiled awkwardly and explained to Heng Deng, "This icy spring is too slippery."
Hearing this, Heng Deng glanced at the shore. It was all wet, adding a bit more danger to the already uneven shore.
Seeing that Heng Deng didn't say a word, Qiu Chang walked up to him on his own. A circle of water waves spread out in the cold spring around him, making a faint "swishing" sound.
"If the lust poison is not dispelled, one will explode and die." Qiu Chang kindly reminded.
He reached out his hand to Heng Deng and said seriously, "Let me take a look at you."
"..." Heng Deng's face instantly flushed red. He nervously stared at Qiu Chang and timidly asked, "Do you really want to look, adoptive father?"
A look of confusion flashed across Qiu Chang's face. "I've seen you countless times when you were a child. Why can't I see you now?"
"..."
Heng Deng's face became even redder. "Then come a bit closer, adoptive father."
Qiu Chang walked towards him step by step as he was told. But finally, he was pulled into Heng Deng's arms with a sudden force. Heng Deng grabbed his hand and led it down...
When Qiu Chang touched something very thick, his whole face flushed red, and he instantly froze in place. It turned out that this boy not only far exceeded him in height...
Qiu Chang rested his chin on Heng Deng's shoulder. His voice was not loud, but it could be heard that he was grinding his teeth. "Why did you let me touch this thing?!"
"Didn't adoptive father want to take a look?" Heng Deng looked innocent, his voice hoarse, and his face full of a restrained expression.
Qiu Chang's face became even redder. He wriggled forcefully and pulled out his other hand from Heng Deng's arms. He slapped Heng Deng on the back. "You scoundrel. I meant to feel your pulse. What were you thinking?"
Heng Deng let out a muffled groan of discomfort, tightened his grip on Qiu Chang's hand even more, and pressed it in a bit.
"Adoptive father, don't move around..."