Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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The fact that Taicang Sect had a system of Yin soldiers was known to all the Taoist associations in the capital. Moreover, he kept more than 700 Yin soldiers, making him a prime target for both Taoist and Buddhist associations wherever he was.
Therefore, the local Taoist priests in Beijing felt a pang of sorrow when faced with fellow practitioners from other places labeling them a cult. What could they do? They were also filled with despair. While the Xiusheng Sect was being heavily targeted in Xin’an, the Taicang Sect had become a publicly recognized institution by the relevant authorities. No matter how outrageous their views were, they still had to dutifully review people’s membership applications.
I’m not going to say anymore, saying more would only bring tears to my eyes.
The two sides then met with the local police station in Xin’an to register the spontaneously organized collective crackdown on cults. It was getting late, so the local Taoist Association arranged for them to board a bus and head to a hotel to rest.
Wei Xi was extremely sleepy, and being wrapped in a warm down jacket made him even more drowsy. He yawned several times on the way and didn’t know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, his head was already resting in his apprentice’s arms.
He reached up and pulled off his large hat, glancing at the sky outside the window: “Have we arrived?”
The second apprentice hummed in response, his voice coming from above.
The apprentice wasn’t wearing a coat either, just an ordinary black sweater. The sweater, with its yang energy and the soft, fluffy feel of the cashmere fabric, brushed against Wei Xi’s cheek. Wei Xi leaned lazily against him and asked, “Where is this?”
His disheveled hair was gently combed, when Tuan Tuanyi blurted out from the front: “Wow, Master, a hot spring hotel! The Xin’an Taoist Association is so rich. Shall we organize a group to go to the hot spring later?”
Xin’an was located southwest of Beijing. Although the city was not large, its economic development was not lagging behind. Their main way to generate income was through tourism. In addition to the beautiful mountains and rivers, the most attractive thing for tourists was undoubtedly the hot spring hotels that could be found everywhere in the city.
Upon hearing the word “hot spring,” Wei Xi immediately glanced out the window and, sure enough, saw the hotel’s signboard with the words “hot spring” prominently displayed.
Unlike the deserted Huamao Mountain, this place still saw a steady stream of visitors even in winter, outside of public holidays. The guests in the lobby were momentarily confused when they saw a group of uniformly dressed Taoist priests getting off the bus at the entrance. What was going on?
Immediately, everyone pulled out their phones to take pictures and post them on Weibo and WeChat Moments—
“2333 Good heavens! These days, Taoist temples are treated so well! The masters are all going on a group trip to soak in hot springs!”
“God, I’m so envious! Our crappy company has never organized a single hot spring bath, let alone a foot bath. What’s the point of staying here? I might as well become a Taoist priest!”
This bizarre yet hilarious scene immediately sparked heated discussions among netizens. Tuan Tuanyi quickly saw it on Weibo, gave it a like, and then showed the page to the Taoist priests around him: “We’ve been secretly filmed, and it’s even trending!”
The Taoist priests of the Beijing Taoist Association were speechless at netizens’ speculations about the good treatment at their Taoist temples: “What group trips to hot springs? When has our Taoist Association ever organized any tourism activities?”
“Those who cultivate the Tao live a life of poverty. Our association has so few membership fees, and we don’t receive any government funding either. After organizing a few meetings each year, there’s hardly anything left. Forget about traveling, we haven’t even had the luxury of a foot bath.”
After complaining, they became vigilant again: “Oh no, this means our every move has been exposed to the Xiusheng Sect.”
The old Taoist priest in Xin’an waved his hand and said, “Don’t think too much about it. The Xiusheng Sect is very well-informed. In previous years, no matter how well our city’s public security department organized a crackdown, they would find out in advance. This time will probably be the same. They’ve been watching you since the moment you stepped into Xin’an.”
The Taoist priests from the capital were incredulous upon hearing this: “How is this possible? Could it be the ghost soldiers they raised? But ghost soldiers shouldn’t be able to get close to law enforcers in the mortal world.”
Master Nian shook his head: “Who knows? Anyway, they’re just that strange.”
The chubby boy couldn’t help but snort: “Otherwise, do you think my master did all those years of pyramid schemes for nothing?”
Everyone: “…………”
Oh, you guys seem pretty proud of running a pyramid scheme.
No one bothered with him. After checking in, they went to their rooms amidst the subtle glances from hotel staff and customers. As usual, it was a two-person room. The strongest guy in the group, Tuan Tuanyi, naturally took on the responsibility of keeping an eye on the chubby guy.
Although the chubby boy was fat, he was still two heads shorter than him. So he was dragged into the room with one wrist cuffed, looking aggrieved. Before closing the door, Tuan Tuanyi called out to Wei Xi, “Master, you must be tired from the journey today. Come back and rest after soaking in the hot springs!”
The room was decorated in a Japanese style, with two quilts laid out on a raised tatami mat. Wei Xi looked at the two quilts that were only a few feet apart, and then heard his second apprentice ask in a low voice from behind him: “Are you going to soak in the hot spring?”
Wei Xi was chilled by the cold wind when he got out of the bus, and now he wasn’t so sleepy anymore. So he grunted and started taking off his coat. He had never been to a hot spring before, and with so many tourists flocking to it, he was naturally a little interested: “Que’er, want to go together?”
There was no reply from behind. Wei Xi struggled to take off his coat, and when he turned around, he saw that his apprentice was also taking off his clothes. He moved casually, pushing off with both hands, and easily ripped off his black sweater, revealing his well-defined abs and V-line hidden beneath the fabric.
The fine, fluffy cashmere fabric nestled between the other’s slender fingers, its black color contrasting sharply with his skin. His apprentice casually tossed the clothes onto the nearby table, the small bulges of muscle and blue veins on his arm undulating with his movement, making the hideous scars seem more vivid: “Let’s go together.”
Wei Xi stared at his body, which was bathed in light, and couldn’t take his eyes off him.
The apprentice was tall and slender, appearing very thin when dressed. Combined with his exceptionally handsome face, he always exuded a kind of dashing charm that fell somewhere between youth and adolescence. When he stood there silently, one might even mistakenly think that he wasn’t so aggressive.
But Wei Xi knew that it was just an illusion. The other person, with his clothes off and his upper body bare, clearly exuded a sense of aggression that was not yet fully unleashed.
Noticing his gaze, the apprentice, after throwing away the clothes, walked straight over and reached out to unzip the jammed zipper for him: “Lift your hand up.”
Wei Xi lowered his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the loose pants on both sides of the other person’s hips and suddenly reached out and hooked the belt.
The apprentice paused, then slowly placed his hand on the back of the other’s hand: “Don’t move.”
Wei Xi looked up into his unfathomable eyes, and for no apparent reason, he recalled their intimate moment wrapped in a blanket on the plane. And his breathing quickened slightly: “Que’er… I want…”
His fingers followed his heart and slid up the other person’s side waist, then moved to the clearly defined muscles, tracing their contours.
The apprentice stared at him, the hand covering the back of his hand not applying any pressure, letting him move as he pleased. His body, however, slowly moved closer, pressing him against the wall little by little. Then, using his other hand, he brushed aside the hair obscuring his eyes from his forehead and whispered, “What do you want to do? Absorb yang energy?”
Wei Xi met his gaze, swallowed hard, his mouth dry, and felt his fingertips tighten involuntarily. He didn’t know what he was doing but instinctively knew: “No…”
“Not absorbing yang energy?” The disciple lowered his head slightly in response to his voice, his nose slowly brushing against his hair, hot breath brushing against his ear: “Hmm? Then what are you trying to do?”
Wei Xi involuntarily shrank back from the heat, and the next second, a hot, wet kiss landed on his earlobe, a series of soft, dense kisses that traveled all the way to his collarbone, then rose slightly to capture his Adam’s apple. His apprentice practically interrogated him, his hard teeth and wet tongue sliding down to his chin: “Tell me, what do you want?”
Wei Xi was anxious. He didn’t know what he wanted, yet he instinctively wanted to take from the other person. But he could only squint his eyes and let out bewildered moans as his apprentice nibbled at him: “Mmm…”
His apprentice lifted his eyelids, raised his gaze, and darted out with the tip of his tongue, lightly tracing the corner of his mouth. His gaze was sharp and cruel: “Speak.”
Wei Xi’s forehead was covered in sweat from the intense heat in the room, which made it difficult for him to breathe.
Wei Xi wanted to answer that he didn’t know.
Suddenly, a chaotic commotion arose outside, and a familiar shout could be faintly heard inside: “Grab it!”
The raging flames seemed to have been doused with a bucket of cold water, pulling him back to his senses from the current stalemate.
Something seems to have happened outside!
Sure enough, someone immediately started knocking on the door: “Fellow Daoist Wei! Fellow Daoist Wei? Are you inside?”
The voice belonged to Master Feng from Fengnian Temple.
Wei Xi recognized him but did not move. His apprentice in front of him also paid no attention to this but just stared at him intently.
Their eyes met, and their breathing became inexplicably rapid.
The next second, Wei Xi suddenly felt light and his feet left the ground.
His coat was roughly ripped open and slid to the floor, making a slight rustling sound mixed with the slurring of sticky water. A fire instantly ignited within him, and Wei Xi groaned as he tightly embraced his disciple’s neck, who had inexplicably lost control, opening his lips to let the other suckle heavily on him.
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