The spirit lamp belonging to Immortal Venerable Leng Fengyang suddenly lit up. The figure that appeared inside had been fighting him to the death just half an hour earlier.
It was You Xia, the Demon Lord and his sworn enemy.
Leng Fengyang: "." You've got to be kidding me.
But that wasn't even the most ridiculous part.
Leng Fengyang soon discovered that the pact binding him to You Xia was the oldest, strictest, most overbearing, and most unreasonable soul marriage contract in existence.
According to its terms, if the two parties went too long without physical contact, severe and unpredictable consequences would follow.
As the contract took effect, Leng Fengyang, who was in seclusion, had a dream.
In the dream, You Xia wore a bright red wedding robe and flirted shamelessly with him, saying that tonight was their wedding night, then pinned him down and did unspeakable things to him for three days and three nights.
Leng Fengyang woke from the dream exhausted: "..."
He'd never suffered such indignity in his life.
But the most ridiculous part was still to come.
Some time later, Leng Fengyang noticed a faint new presence inside him.
He touched his belly and only then realized...
Damn! Why was his stomach getting bigger?!
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Demon Lord You Xia had a dream, too. In it, his sworn enemy Leng Fengyang wore a wedding dress, kept batting his eyelashes at him, and got handsy with him for three days and three nights.
You Xia: "..." This is beyond ridiculous.
When he woke up, You Xia assumed he'd been mauled by a dog. But things soon started getting strange.
You Xia found that Leng Fengyang was appearing in his dreams more and more often, and his body had developed an indescribable craving for Leng Fengyang.
Some time later, unable to take it anymore, You Xia led his followers to attack the immortal sect.
Leng Fengyang, distracted from his seclusion by his steadily growing belly, came out to meet them.
In full view of everyone, the Demon Lord flew up to the Immortal Venerable, looking furious, and reached out to grab one of his fingers.
His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were red from the contract's influence. "Touch me. I can't take it anymore."
The assembled demon cultivators, poised to attack, and the immortal sect disciples, standing ready to defend themselves: "???"
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Later, Leng Fengyang could no longer hide his big belly.
You Xia gave him a dangerous look. "Whose kid is that?"
Leng Fengyang sneered. "A mad dog's."
Later still, You Xia: I'm the mad dog, and nobody else is taking him from me :)
* An aloof, celibate Immortal Venerable bottom × a seductive, alluring Demon Lord top
2021.10.3
Theme: The sweetest love is when both people come running to each other.