TVSS Chapter 96

Only the heavens knew why he had such thoughts at that critical moment. Even in a life-threatening situation, he found the mental capacity to pay attention to the appearance of a strange Yao.

However, the Yao in front of him was truly tall, cold, and stern. With a high and straight nose, flying sideburns, and deep, sharp black eyes that exuded a compelling force, his gaze seemed to carry the weight of an army, making people’s hearts tremble and their breath stop.

He had never felt such pressure even from his father. He couldn’t determine the man’s cultivation level, but the situation indicated that the man’s cultivation was higher than his.

Realizing this, he became wary and tightly held the dagger against the man’s neck, reasserting the threat. “Don’t move or make a sound!”

Considering that this person with him might be an important figure in the Yao Clan, intruding into such a person’s sleeping quarters was a rarity. If needed, he could use this person as a hostage.

The plan was exposed, and the assassination of Jianghe failed. He considered himself fortunate to have escaped at all.

Nervously guarding against any sudden resistance from the man, he pondered on what to do if the man didn’t cooperate. Surprisingly, the man didn’t resist and agreed without any opposition.

“Alright,” the man’s voice was low, magnetic, and cold, echoing his appearance.

The man’s quick agreement caught him off guard, but there was no time to dwell on it. The Yao Clan palace was on high alert, and even this seemingly off-limits sleeping quarters now echoed with the urgent footsteps outside.

While speculating that the man he was holding captive might be an important figure, others wouldn’t dare to search the quarters casually. If needed, he could use this opportunity to capture the man as a hostage.

As he thought about it, hearing the approaching footsteps, he had a sudden idea. He immediately removed the jade crown from his head and pushed the man onto the bed.

Tearing at the man’s clothes and his own, he left his brocade robe half-draped on himself, revealing fair and tender skin. The man, in front of him, seemed momentarily stunned, but he didn’t have the time to concern himself with the man’s expressions.

As the footsteps approached the door of the sleeping quarters, he took action. He quickly discarded his plan and pushed the man to the bed.

He forcibly tore at the man’s clothes while exposing his own. The brocade robe hung loosely on him, showcasing his fair and delicate skin. The man’s pupils contracted, and his breath halted.

He didn’t have much time to ponder the man’s reaction, as he heard the footsteps getting closer. Without hesitation, he glanced at the approaching shadows and, in an attempt to divert attention, impulsively removed the jade crown and pushed the man onto the bed.

As the footsteps approached, he took action. Suddenly, the footsteps stopped, and the man, who had been holding the dagger to the man’s neck, now spoke, his voice low and threatening, “Don’t move or make a sound!”

The man seemed to be unable to sense any danger, as he continued his intimate contact without resistance.

After finishing all this, the pursuers had reached the entrance of the sleeping quarters. Surprisingly, unsure of the man’s identity, they didn’t dare to enter directly. Even inquiries were absent as they stood at the door, exchanged glances, and eventually retreated.

What kind of person was this man that even the pursuers dared not disturb him? Hearing the movement outside the door, he maintained the intimate posture with the man, lifting his head slightly to meet the deep and unreadable black eyes.

However, the pursuers, not daring to offend this man directly, had others who were willing. In just a few breaths, a cold and ruthless voice echoed at the door of the sleeping quarters.

“Jianghe, someone from Yunhai Sect has intruded into the Yao Clan. Did you notice anything?”

The voice was filled with strong hostility, showing no restraint. It didn’t sound like the earlier pursuers, seemingly afraid to approach and inquire. Instead, it sounded like the interaction between individuals of similar cultivation levels.

He couldn’t spare a thought for this question. Upon hearing the two words ‘Jianghe,’ his body stiffened, staring wide-eyed at the man he was threatening with the dagger. Could this person be Yao Emperor Jianghe?!

As if answering his incredulous question, the man’s deep and magnetic voice rang out again, shooing away the people outside. “There’s no one here. Go look elsewhere.”

While speaking, the man tightened the hand around his waist and ignored the dagger threatening the man’s neck, bringing his face closer.

The man’s head was just a fist’s distance away from him, face to face, and their breaths could almost be exchanged. The hand around his waist, warm and large, didn’t seem to feel the danger. Instead, it moved from his shoulder to his face, touching his skin with calloused fingers.

He kept his composure, using anger to cover up his nervousness. With the dagger still in his hand, he used his eyes to convey the message to remove the hand. Unfortunately, the man seemed oblivious to the danger, and his hand continued to roam freely.

It was a claw, as the Yao Clan was not human. Even in human form, their hands retained their claw-like structure. He had initially allowed the man to place his claw on his waist, but grabbing his shoulder and exploring! He used annoyance to mask his nervousness, deciding to settle the score later.

As a relatively young cultivator in the Spirit Realm, he had received attention from many female cultivators, but he never expected to be targeted by a man today. And not only had he been taken advantage of, but he was also being touched intimately. This grudge must be avenged!

He glared silently at the man who dared to take advantage of him.

Outside, the pursuers, hearing Jianghe’s response, hesitated and then left. When the coast was clear, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, seeing the man still taking liberties, he couldn’t suppress his anger any longer.

Angry, he suddenly erupted, transforming the threatening dagger into an attacking weapon, stabbing fiercely towards the man in front of him.

“Damn it, daring to take advantage of me!” He attacked angrily, determined to salvage his pride.

Blinded by anger, he had forgotten that Jianghe’s cultivation was much higher than his. His initial assassination plan involved strategic traps and reconnaissance. Now, engaging in a direct confrontation, his fate was to be captured.

His rationality returned only when his arm was firmly caught. Staring at the man in front of him, whose expression remained unreadable, except for those deep, ink-black eyes, he regretted letting fear cloud his judgment.

Indeed, he had made extensive preparations before coming to the Yao Clan. Yet, his plan went awry the moment he entered the palace and ran into the Yao Emperor himself. It was incredibly unlucky. Now, what should he do?

Quickly devising a plan, he noticed that Jianghe had thrown away the dagger, captured his hands, and tightly pressed him against the front again.

“What’s your name?” Jianghe inquired, lowering his head to meet his gaze. The deep black eyes showed a slight fluctuation, and Jianghe’s face was now even closer than before. When speaking, he could feel the man’s breath directly on his face—scalding and searing.

Though Jianghe was asking for his name, revealing it would mean exposing himself. If he disclosed who he was, the Yao Clan might use him as leverage and threaten Yunhai Sect on the battlefield. He didn’t like Ji Tianying, and their father-son relationship was strained. Back then, that old man had handed his elder brother over to the five major sects, leading to his brother’s death. He doubted the ruthless old man would accept threats from the Yao Clan on his behalf, and who knew if the old man would strike him down first.

Remaining silent, he pondered a way to break free. Jianghe, not receiving an answer, continued his inquiry, “Do you have someone you love?”

His eyelids twitched, staring at the man in front of him with confusion. Why was he asking such a question? The man seemed oblivious to his lack of response, and a faint smile appeared on his cold, stern face. His deep black eyes, like the sea, held a subtle motion as he held the man’s head, bending down to kiss him, capturing his lips and biting forcefully.

The unexpected kiss left him dumbfounded, forgetting to resist. His eyes widened, allowing the man to kiss him wantonly until his half-exposed clothing completely fell away. The hand on his waist trembled, sending shivers through him, snapping him out of his daze.

Pushing the man away with both hands, he stammered, unable to comprehend how the situation had escalated to this point. He had let a man kiss him, and worse, it was the Yao Emperor Jianghe! Did he agree? How could the man dare to kiss him?

Regardless of his consent, Jianghe once again pressed him down, suppressing his struggles. Ignoring his resistance, Jianghe bit and kissed him forcefully.

Tearing apart his clothes, Jianghe marked his neck, shoulders, and chest with a series of kisses, as if branding him. Finally returning to his lips, Jianghe did not proceed further. Instead, he embraced him, caressing his skin with large hands, continuing the passionate kissing.

He didn’t do anything more, just holding him while his hands roamed gently, lips teasingly sucking and biting.

He was kissed to the point of breathlessness. The man’s tongue ravaged his mouth, and the wandering hands caused a strange trembling. The difference in strength left him unable to resist, forced to accept the situation.

Initially angry and embarrassed, he only thought about how the man dared to kiss him, undress him, and leave such marks on him. However, the fury faded away as he didn’t feel disgusted or repulsed. Isn’t that the normal reaction?

As all the suppressed memories returned, he pondered, perhaps this was fate. He was destined to experience this profound emotion, bound to enter Jianghe’s heart, and destined to be occupied by him.