EHRPS CH183

There is no true empathy in the world. People can’t even empathize with their past selves from yesterday.

The current Tu Tianba was entirely consumed by the thought of eating mouths. He had completely forgotten that he used to loathe physical contact with men. Now, he was gleefully reveling in being a cut-sleeve.

Being a cut-sleeve was just too interesting.

He wanted to fiercely be a cut-sleeve!

The situation at hand was extremely clear. The man wasn’t asleep, and he had already voiced his request to eat mouths. The other party didn’t refuse, which meant tacit consent!

Woohoo! Dig in immediately!

Thus, Tu Tianba joyfully released the man’s earlobe, licked his way from the jawline to the corner of his mouth, and then began sucking on the man’s lips with loud smack, smack, smack sounds.

During this process, he didn’t forget to nitpick a few sentences:

“Hey, don’t purse your lips so hard. The texture seems worse than before. Forget it, let me bite the meat of your cheeks again!”

A-Hui didn’t dare open his mouth to speak.

He was afraid that the moment he opened his mouth, the youth would inexplicably start licking and biting inside, turning the kisses lingering on the surface into something less pure, which he wouldn’t know how to handle.

A-Hui had no choice but to remain silent.

However, the noise in his ears didn’t stop for a long time.

…It’s a bit loud.

It was so loud he suspected the youth had grown two mouths. One mouth was non-stop making firecracker-like noises on his face, including but not limited to ‘smack’, ‘mwah’, ‘slurp slurp’, ‘squelch squelch’…

Meanwhile, the other mouth rattled off like a machine gun. It was like a haughty diner tasting fine cuisine while simultaneously pointing fingers and lecturing the chef standing nearby, completely impolite.

Feeling the wetness on his face and listening to this ear-piercing demonic noise, a scene suddenly flashed through A-Hui’s mind—

Ethereal spiritual mist, a sentient immortal mountain.

A group of young disciples clad in white were being led by an elder on a tour of the peaks. Taking advantage of the elder’s distraction, they all crowded around a crane by the lake, reaching out to stroke its feathers, scaring it into flapping its wings and flying far away.

This scene only lingered for an instant.

The faces of everyone were incredibly blurry, giving a hazy impression that was fleeting. A-Hui only clearly saw that crane fleeing in panic.

He felt that he was currently acting exactly like that crane.

…And, it seemed he wasn’t a wandering cultivator.

Right at this moment.

A kiss landed on his closed eyelid.

A-Hui clearly felt the youth stick out the tip of his tongue and lick his eyelashes. The force was a bit heavy, seemingly wanting to pry his eyelids open and taste the moisture within.

In an instant.

A-Hui panicked, but there was nowhere to escape.

In front of him was a wall, and behind him was the youth’s chest pressing tightly against him. A-Hui had to keep his eyes shut tight. Taking advantage of the moment the other’s attention was drawn to his eyelashes, he pleaded in a low voice:

“…It hurts a little.”

Sure enough.

The next instant, the youth violently jerked upright. His hands pulled at his face and eyelids, his tone perplexed. “Ah? Did I gnaw you broken? You’re not blind, right? My god, you really are too delicate, whatever you do, don’t faint!”

With that, Tu Tianba began frantically shaking the man’s shoulders, shouting with utter devastation:

“And no sleeping either!!”

Inside the system space.

The white orb looked at the scene on the light screen—which resembled a puppy tearing apart a house—and couldn’t help but shed crocodile tears, speaking up for the protagonist out of justice.

“Host, he’s currently a mortal. That Pill Fetus in his belly isn’t just blocking his spiritual energy flow, it’s also absorbing his stamina and vitality. Just let him rest a bit~”

“Is kissing really something that must be done morning and night?”

Tu Tianba pinched the man’s shoulders with an expression of deep displeasure. Amidst the other’s cries of pain and the inner demon’s persuasion, he thoroughly realized one thing—

This person seemed extremely fragile.

Unlike him, who was terrifyingly strong.

Thinking this, Tu Tianba hurriedly relaxed the force of his hands, saying very reluctantly, “Fine, you sleep. I’ll wake you up when it’s dawn, but you’re not allowed to pretend to be asleep…!”

A-Hui listened as the youth grumbled and complained unhappily, even counting exactly how many hours it was until dawn, and what the maximum time he could wait was, etc…

This long string of words made him feel amused, while also inexplicably evoking a trace of pity.

A-Hui couldn’t help but pull him to lie down on the bed together. Maintaining a distance of two fists, he softly proposed another solution:

“Rest with me, then you won’t have to just wait.”

Honestly speaking, Tu Tianba couldn’t remember how long it had been since he had lain on a proper bed.

He folded his hands behind his head as a pillow and threw one leg over the man’s body. He clicked his tongue, listing how hard the bed was, and how the texture of the bedding was the lowest of the low…

After picking out numerous flaws, he sighed:

“My cave and bearskin blanket are still more comfortable!”

As soon as his voice fell.

His ears twitched, and he turned to look at the man lying on his side next to him. The other’s eyes were still closed, but his breathing had slowed considerably, and even his responses were sluggish.

He looked to be in a daze, half-asleep and half-awake.

Tu Tianba really wanted to shake this person awake. His hand had already reached out and touched his shoulder, only to see the man drowsily half-open his eyes and subconsciously smile at him.

Tu Tianba’s hand paused.

Then, the man forced himself to stay alert and asked him,

“…Are you still not sleepy?”

Tu Tianba withdrew his hand, scratched his cheek, and replied:

“Can’t sleep, it’s too noisy.”

The man was probably truly unable to hold on anymore. His eyelids drooped heavily, and his speech was slow and slurred:

“…Am I?”

Tu Tianba twisted his waist, changing into a side-lying posture.

He propped his elbow on the pillow, resting his head on his fist, and looked down from above at the man’s eyelashes, which were about to stop fluttering altogether.

It took him a good while before he answered,

“No.”

“Although I really hate noise, I actually quite like listening to what you say. Of course I wouldn’t find you noisy. It wouldn’t matter if you talked even more. Why don’t you just not sleep and talk with me instead!”

But the man had already fallen completely asleep.

The room fell silent for a moment, the candle flame flickering.

The firelight outlined Tu Tianba’s back silhouette, his face hidden in the shadows. Only those large, round apricot eyes leaked light, so piercingly bright it seemed they could reflect the man’s sleeping face.

His throat bobbed slightly with his breathing.

Tu Tianba watched for a good long while before muttering in a low voice, chatting as if to himself, his tone disappointed:

“You really fell asleep…”

“Sigh, fine, forget it. Even though those inner demons are constantly urging me in my ear right now, telling me to kill you, I will try my absolute best to hold back.”

“Mm, the time limit is…”

“—Until you recover your memory.”

Having said that, Tu Tianba smiled, his expression becoming innocent and lively again. He even extended an index finger and teased the man’s long, thick eyelashes twice.

“Stealing a bite, hehe.”

“Wow, so soft and smooth…!”

·

Three days passed in a flash.

Tu Tianba completely threw away the idea of touring Yongge City, staying in the inn day and night. He looked as if he were in secluded cultivation preparing for the upcoming Immortal Sect Grand Competition.

But that wasn’t the case at all.

Over these three days, he was either pestering the man to eat mouths, or groping the man all over. Like a leopard cat that had caught a novel prey, he devoted unprecedented attention to it, unable to resist batting it around with his paws, refusing to let go.

During this time, he also forged a magical artifact to replace the brocade pouch, just in case this delicate and weak man was lightly bumped and softly cried out in pain—who knows, he might even cry!

A-Hui: “…It wouldn’t go that far.”

Tu Tianba naturally didn’t believe him.

He casually tossed the magical artifact onto the bed, stepped right up to the man’s face, and complained about being tired, acting as if he were dying. Then, he used that as an excuse to eat mouths, continuously emitting what could only be described as mentally polluting sounds during the process.

A-Hui tried to refuse,

“…Don’t do this.”

Strangely enough, whenever he said anything implying refusal, the youth’s expression actually looked even more enthusiastic, and his movements became even more excited.

He couldn’t think too deeply about it.

Fortunately, as long as he cried out in pain, no matter how reluctant the other party was, he would stop his actions and demand that A-Hui just talk and chat normally with him.

Three days passed just like that.

They say there is no time in cultivation.

Even for low-level cultivators, secluded cultivation could be as short as a month or two, or as long as half a year, not to mention those mighty figures who cultivated for decades or nearly a century at a time.

What was three days enough for?

For a cultivator, it was truly too short.

But for A-Hui, three days was enough for him to get used to the youth coming up to kiss him at the drop of a hat—perhaps using ‘gnawing, biting, and licking’ was a more accurate description?

In short, he had indeed adapted to the other’s excessively passionate way of expressing closeness.

It was just a bit noisy.

In his spare time, he couldn’t help but think:

It was a good thing the Dharma robe he wore repelled dust and kept the wearer’s body clean. Otherwise, given the youth’s personality, it would be another tug-of-war.

He’d probably cause a fuss demanding to watch him bathe…

Aside from this,

A-Hui noticed that his body had undergone some slight mutations.

Because of this, he had to take off his top and let the youth, who was a medical cultivator, examine his condition.

Tu Tianba finally got his wish, naturally taking on the task without hesitation.

By the edge of the bed.

His gaze was sharp and focused, staring fixedly at the man lying flat. The other’s white clothes were open, exposing his upper body, still presenting that resilient appearance that made Tu Tianba dizzy.

After a moment of silence, he spat out with a serious expression,

“I want to eat…”

A-Hui was already quite familiar with this sentence structure, but the current scenario was special. His brow twitched involuntarily, and he hastily interrupted: “That’s not allowed.”

Rarely interrupting the youth, he added:

“…This is truly not allowed.”

Tu Tianba struggled, hesitated, agonized, felt reluctant, and unwilling to give up, confirming: “Is it really not allowed? Can I just eat one side? I’ll save the other side for you.”

A-Hui: “…Truly not allowed.”

Tu Tianba’s disappointment overflowed, but he still asked, unwilling to give up: “Why? Is it because it’s as fragile as your eyes, and if I lick it you’ll feel uncomfortable?”

A-Hui nodded against his conscience.

Only then did Tu Tianba shift his gaze, lowering it to the man’s slightly bulging abdomen.

Soon, his pitch-black pupils were covered with a layer of gilded radiance. His gaze pierced through flesh and blood, seeing the scene inside the man’s body clearly.

The Pill Fetus’s golden threads had completely vanished, entirely transformed into flesh and blood homologous with the man. It had even spawned a membrane of flesh within the man’s abdomen, wrapping itself up, and had now grown the hands and feet of an ordinary infant…

It had no gender.

Perhaps it would only differentiate into male or female on the day of its birth, most likely matching its host mother.

But if it were born into the world, nine times out of ten, the man wouldn’t survive.

Tu Tianba was the first to object.

He hadn’t gotten tired of being a cut-sleeve yet, and he hadn’t dual cultivated yet!

But on second thought—

Eh?

I seem to only count as half a person, and the other half is basically like a Pill Fetus. I should also be able to reconstruct my physical body by making the man pregnant…

He retracted his Heavenly Eye and said enviously,

“So nice. I want to be like it too, stay in your belly for a while, and have you give birth to me whole and intact.”

A-Hui: “…?”

Before the man could react, Tu Tianba’s expression turned cold. His gaze cut like knives toward the Pill Fetus flesh body beneath the man’s abdomen. “Damn you to hell, even I can’t be given birth to, what right do you have?! I’ll cut you out in two days!!”

The next instant.

A-Hui suddenly felt a strange sensation in his abdomen.

It didn’t hurt.

—It was fetal movement.