[Sweet-faced but secretly ruthless spirit cultivator bottom × Pretending-to-be-innocent, sly evil-ghost top]
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Shen Xian'an was driven out of the spirit-cultivating clan, and everyone laughed at him for being useless.
Only Pei Yu knew that when this man cut his palm to make an offering, he didn't even blink. His soul was so pure that the Star-Picking System had marked him "off-limits for killing."
Pei Yu had lived for hundreds of years, and this was the first time he'd ever found prey this tempting.
He carefully studied the storybooks his old friend had given him, earnestly learning the secrets of the "substitute" trope. Then he put on silver-rimmed glasses, disguised himself as Shen Xian'an's deceased old flame, and called out with red-rimmed eyes, "Brother Xian'an."
Shen Xian'an stroked his face. "You're not acting like him."
Yet he pulled him into his arms with his other hand, letting him listen to the pulse at his neck.
Nestled in Shen Xian'an's arms, Pei Yu breathed in the scent that could quench the fire of resentment, and found himself strangely intoxicated by it.
In the Hundred Fiends Formation, Shen Xian'an cut his palm to make an offering, and blood ran along the patterns of the formation.
Pei Yu smiled as he took control of the formation and held that bleeding hand. "Mr. Shen, I'll stay with you."
That night, the red thread he casually wound around Shen Xian'an's fingertips bound him to the calamity that was his destined fate.
Shen Xian'an had seen through his identity long ago, yet willingly entered the game to play along with him.
"I'm not Chu Huai."
"I know. I never mistook you for him."
Pei Yu believed him halfway, but couldn't bring himself to believe him completely.
He took the initiative to draw near, pressed himself against Shen Xian'an, and led him step by step into the trap.
"Shen Xian'an, next time we meet, you have to call me by my name."
Chang Jiu: Sir, you've been giving Mr. Shen the cold shoulder for almost half a month. You can't control your aura anymore. How about going to see him and taking a couple of breaths?
Pei Yu: I'm an evil ghost, not a dog.
Chang Jiu: ...
Pei Yu: ...When is he coming?
Chang Jiu: ?
Theme: Letting go of obsession is the only way to free yourself.
