The Demon Lord Drove His Archrival Mad With Flirting

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After the war between immortals and demons, the Demon Lord Yin Li lost all his cultivation and hovered on the brink of death, surviving only by replenishing his life force with pure yang energy.

And across the four seas, the person with the strongest yang energy was, of all people, his cold-hearted archenemy, the God of War Xuan Heng.

Good news!!! Xuan Heng has amnesia!!!

To stay alive, Yin Li lied and claimed that the two of them had already become Dao companions in every sense of the word, then shamelessly clung to Xuan Heng.

The aloof God of War not only allowed him to come close, but even indulged him every time he snuggled up to draw in a few breaths of yang energy.

Yin Li chuckled to himself: This blockhead really is easy to fool.

He deliberately rubbed against Xuan Heng's neck, his fingertips gliding over the other's taut waist and abdomen, just to see a crack appear in that dignified, self-possessed face.

Every time, Xuan Heng would pin his hand down, his breathing ragged and his voice slightly hoarse. "That's enough."

But the next time, he still let Yin Li have his way.

Yin Li treated it as nothing more than a game. Once he had absorbed his fill of yang energy, he would lazily retreat to the bed, never noticing the man behind him lowering his eyes to the marks left by Yin Li's fingers, the usually placid silver eyes gradually rippling with layer upon layer of emotion.

In the Grudge Wasteland, time had no meaning. They shared a pillow morning and night.

Yin Li grew used to the cool fragrance of orchids on Xuan Heng, used to him silently shielding Yin Li from danger, used to the tips of his ears turning red whenever Yin Li misbehaved...

Until one time, Yin Li got so carried away drawing energy that he was practically draped across Xuan Heng's arms.

The next second, the world spun. He was pinned into the bedding, hot breath spilling over his neck, and a voice frighteningly hoarse whispered:

"Move once more, and you won't be sleeping tonight."

Yin Li froze, then smiled, his eyes curving. "The night is long. What fun is there in sleeping?"

He thought this was just another successful tease, but dark emotions surged in Xuan Heng's eyes. His cool restraint shattered completely, replaced by a possessiveness bordering on loss of control.

Yin Li realized, to his dismay, that the one he had been teasing was no archenemy at all. He had clearly awakened a ferocious beast that had acquired a taste for pleasure!

Unfortunately, every moment of joy must eventually end.

On the day they escaped the Grudge Wasteland, Xuan Heng regained his memories. All the tenderness from their time in the wasteland was nullified, and the affection they had shared disappeared like smoke.

He pointed his sword at Yin Li's chest, gritting his teeth, each word as cold as ice. "How dare you deceive me!"

Yin Li's pupils contracted slightly. Then, instead of retreating, he stepped forward, pressing his chest against the sword tip. Tilting his head, he asked with a smile, "A Heng, your hand is so steady. Why is your sword shaking?"

The sword slowly withdrew inch by inch, and Xuan Heng nearly fled in panic.

Yin Li fled in panic too. He hid among the demons and lived quietly for several years. Only after hearing no movement from the Ninth Heaven did he finally relax and return to his carefree days of feasting and revelry every night.

That is, until the Heaven Clan's supreme treasure, the Mirror of Heaven and Earth, was stolen, and every clue pointed to the Demon Lord.

At last, the God of War of the Ninth Heaven, who had been in seclusion, emerged. His first act was to storm the demon realm and capture the Demon Lord alive.

Just as everyone was joyfully waiting for the God of War to slay the Demon Lord and uphold justice, that kind of sound started coming from the God of War's bedchamber every single day???

Inside the hall, Yin Li was pinned to a couch, his head thrown back as he panted and laughed. "Don't you hate me?"

Xuan Heng lowered his head and kissed him, his voice carrying a fierce edge of gritted teeth. "I hate that you deceived me, and I hate myself even more... I missed you so much I went mad."

It turned out that the daily indulgence in the Grudge Wasteland had long since become more than mere doting. It was a love etched into the heart.

From then on, there were no boundaries between immortals and demons. For the rest of your life, there is only me.

[True enemies-to-lovers romance + a flirtatious, brazen Demon Lord who loves to tease + a sharp-tongued but soft-hearted, restrained God of War + age gap + older man + HE + 1v1, both pure + sweet indulgence in the early part + bittersweet push and pull in the middle + sweet indulgence in the end]

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