Chiyou's Bargain

[[Offer thy flesh to me, with you as my vessel, we can eradicate all the Demons that roam this realm! Nay, not just this realm, you will accompany me in hell island and slaughter all the Demonic vermins residing there! Gwahahahaha! ]]

Slaying demon this, demon that. Fang Xuan had enough of his blade's infatuation with murdering demonic cultivators. Inside the cave base's training room, Fang Xuan gripped his gargantuan sword pulsing with sanguine qi. Red. Visceral. Violent.

Fang Xuan resisted Chiyou's malefic invitation. This power he coveted, but Fang Xuan will not become a murderous puppet of this crazy cultivator.

"Are you listening to yourself? What kind of a dumbass becomes the very thing he swore to hunt down!"

The firm refusal made the crimson energy in the Baguadao explode, sending Fang Xuan flying. His back slamming to the rack of weapons, Fang Xuan tried to get up but doing so with arm caused him to fall. A pitiful sight that he was glad there was no one else to witness aside from the levitating sword in the center of the training room.

Chiyou's voice bombarded Fang Xuan with his insanity.

[[ They have no regard for the life others, they think souls to be mere spirit stones! This makes them cunning, powerful! They are my prey, what better way to massacre them than to employ their own tactics against them!? To see, think, and feel like them! A soul for a soul, let me be the taint that will blot out their darkness, an evil that swallows other evil! Gwahahahaha! ]]

Now regaining his balance, Fang Xuan stood. This is bad, he won't be able to accompany his master if he does not reign in this cuckoo sword. He sure does hell does not want to face execution upon the hands of the alliance.

"Look here, as your vessel, you can either shut the fuck up about your dumb obsession or leave me entirely! I'll help you in killing demonic cultivators, who doesn't hate those evil fuckers!? But you have to tone it down!"

The sword unleashed another ripple of sanguine energy upon Fang Xuan, crashing again into the already torn rack.

[[ Hah! I will not water my justice down for your whims You are by far the worst vessel I have encountered! Not only are you a weakling, you also lack the resolve to hunt those that need to be put down! Had you not entangle yourself with Zhen I wouldn't let you live! Ungrateful brat! ]]

As if the life from the sword had been sapped away, the Baguadao fell limp into the ground with a clanging thud. So too did Fang Xuan's head into the pile of swords. Physically and emotionally beaten as he lay on the floor. He's never going to come into terms with this insane spirit.

The door into the training room slid open but Fang Xuan couldn't care less. He welcomed the serenity of being shamefully exhausted on the floor.

The Baguadao at the center of the room, Fang Xuan in his pitiful state. Both Zhen and Xiao had no trouble piecing together the events that transpired.

< We had our rough patches, but nothing as worrisome as this. It appears Chiyou would kill your disciple first before they come into an accord. A shame truly. >

There was that time that her master threatened to kill Xiao but afterward, not only did they made up, they also made love.

Xiao had an idea. Perhaps she should suggest Fang Xuan to fuck the spirit inside his sword? Her idea quickly riscended upon remembering her disciple was not gay unlike her.

It looks bad but things are not always as they seem. Better for Xiao to ask directly. Her hands behind her back, Xiao gazed down upon the boy.

"Fang Xuan, how goes your negotiation with Chiyou?"

Face still burried, Fang Xuan raised his thumb, "Oh, it's going splendid, Master! We're getting closer and closer each day!"

"See, this is why you were getting sent crashing into weapon racks. I asked you a serious question and you answer me like that?"

As if he wasn't in enough shame, the guilt of being sarcastic to his Master checking up on him stung.

"Sorry, Master Zhen. I don't think Chiyou and I will reach a peaceful agreement."

Zhen sighed. She too had her moment of weakness. From her storage mask, Zhen put a box in front of Fang Xuan's head. In it were the scrumptious food that Xiao ordered before those ruffians interrupted their dinner. All Xiao could do right now is support her disciple like how Zhen supported her.

"Relations can be improved. Once there was a woman that hated my guts...(now I make her moan my name at night.)"

Xiao paused, it's definitely not the uplifting message that Xiao wanted to impart.

"...now we have become inseparable. Lovers even. Find a common ground with Chiyou. Start from there."

Lured byt the box's aroma, Fang Xuan arose to open it and find a collection of packed, mouthwatering meals. From roasted pork, dumplings, and even soup!

While Xiao was about to leave the room, she heard her disciple call out.

"Thank you, Master. I'll try again with Chiyou."

Xiao smiled.

"Get some rest. We'll spar tomorrow morning."

Wandering the cavernous halls as she made her way to their room, Xiao spoke.

"You think those two will ever get along?"

<Highly likely.Like Fang Xuan, Chiyou is straightforward. We may not have been the closest but I would occasionally witness his valiance from our times serving together at the Heavenly court. Alas, I was not aware of the madness that gripped him to resort to what he has become now.>

"If that is the case then all that's left is for me to put my faith in Fang Xuan."

Now that the matter of her disciple has been addressed, it is time to focus on another that was in dire need of her attention.

The rock door slid open. Inside, Liuming waited upon the bed, already in her thin nightwear.

"Is that disciple of yours holding out okay?" Liuming asked.

"He is doing far from fine but he will manage. Enough about him, I see that you're already in your night wear planning to hit the hay early?"

Liuming twirled upon the bed, feet raised and playfully moving as her lips curved into a coy grin.

"Maybe. Whatever will you do about it?"

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