The Whole World Wants Me To Get Divorced chapter 78
Extra 3 Past Life
Rong Xiao quickly adapted to life in Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
Although he was a divine tree from the foot of Kunlun Mountain, he wasn’t completely ignorant of worldly affairs. Besides a brief altercation with a few disciples of Ten Thousand Swords Sect initially, he didn’t cause any trouble afterward.
Surprisingly, the ones who clung most to him were the young female disciples registered under Yan Gu. These girls, born into well-connected families, were sent for cultivation at the age of ten and were all listed under Yan Gu’s name for guidance.
These girls, who already liked to stick to Yan Gu, now had an additional attractive and proud figure in Rong Xiao. It was as if they had acquired some novel dolls. They chattered around Rong Xiao all day, chatting and playing.
One brave girl even sat in Rong Xiao’s lap, sweetly asking him to read a book to her.
Rong Xiao was not patient with these earthly little chicks. However, he couldn’t bring himself to deal with these soft little girls. He could fight with the energetic young male disciples, but he couldn’t bring himself to harm these soft little girls.
So, he reluctantly read aloud the romantic novels brought by these little girls with a straight face.
Yan Gu laughed heartily, showing no intention of rescuing him, while enjoying the fried fruits sent by the kitchen.
“It seems I’ve fallen out of favor, they used to like me the most,” Yan Gu deliberately said, “Since you came, you’ve become their favorite.”
Rong Xiao, already annoyed, immediately picked up the smallest girl and handed her to Yan Gu.
“Here, she’s your disciple, you take care of her.”
Before he could finish his sentence, the little girl refused to cooperate and clung tightly to his neck, crying loudly.
Rong Xiao was stunned.
He had never encountered a little monster who cried so easily.
He touched the girl’s face, finding it strange. “Are you a water-spraying beast turned into a spirit? Why are your tears so many?”
The little girl cried even harder.
In the end, it was Yan Gu who personally intervened, comforting his youngest disciple for half the night. He finally managed to make her smile again and escorted her to the separate villa where the other disciples lived.
When they returned from the disciple’s villa, Yan Gu had a small bundle in his hands, which he handed to Rong Xiao.
Rong Xiao didn’t know what was inside and looked up at him, inquiringly.
Yan Gu smiled, “This is the clothing I had custom-made for you a while ago. It just finished today, and there happens to be a lantern festival in the town below. Hurry and change into it; let’s go out for a stroll.”
Rong Xiao glanced at Yan Gu and asked, “Why did you make clothes for me? I don’t lack any.”
Yan Gu was momentarily stunned. He couldn’t exactly say that he wanted to make clothes for Rong Xiao after seeing his senior brother making clothes and accessories for his beloved. That would be strange between two men.
He pursed his lips, feeling a bit embarrassed, and awkwardly said, “If you don’t want it, forget about it. You don’t have to wear these clothes.”
He tried to take the package back, but Rong Xiao immediately grabbed it.
“What’s given to me is mine,” he stated firmly.
Yan Gu, who usually preferred light-colored clothing, had chosen luxurious and deep purple silk embroidered with silver threads for Rong Xiao. The patterns depicted surging clouds, making Rong Xiao appear even more majestic.
Yan Gu was dumbfounded by the sight, but Rong Xiao asked, “Does it look good?”
Although Yan Gu was internally screaming and throwing flower petals, he pretended to be reserved and said, “Not bad.”
Rong Xiao seemed dissatisfied with the assessment but didn’t say anything. He naturally took Yan Gu’s hand and said, “Since there’s a lantern festival, let’s go.”
Yan Gu, still lost in admiration, followed Rong Xiao down the mountain. It wasn’t until they reached the lively streets of the town that he regained his senses.
The lantern festival, an annual event for the ordinary people, was in full swing. Yan Gu, accustomed to such scenes, didn’t find it particularly exciting, but it was Rong Xiao’s first time.
After having dinner at a restaurant in the city, they continued to stroll hand in hand through the streets. The lively atmosphere was filled with couples enjoying the festival. Some shyly covered their faces with fans, while others hid behind their sleeves, holding hands with their beloved.
Yan Gu suddenly realized that two men holding hands amidst these couples might seem a bit conspicuous. He discreetly tried to withdraw his hand, but Rong Xiao’s grip was too tight. After a couple of attempts, he gave up.
Just as he was feeling a bit awkward, Rong Xiao asked, “What’s that?”
He raised his head and, following Rong Xiao’s gaze, saw a wooden bridge adorned with spirit-nurtured peach blossoms that bloomed perennially.
On the bridge, many young men and women were attaching heart-shaped knots, earnestly making wishes by folding their hands together.
He smiled and explained to Rong Xiao, “Those are wishes. It’s a local custom during the lantern festival. Couples attach heart-shaped knots on the bridge to pray for everlasting love. It’s just a superstition among ordinary people, seeking good omens.”
Thinking that Rong Xiao might be curious since he had never seen it before, he tried to move on, but Rong Xiao didn’t follow.
Yan Gu turned around, only to see the thousand-year-old monster in purple attire pursing his lips and pointing at the heart-shaped knots on the bridge. He asked, “How can I get one? I want it too.”
Yan Gu was somewhat speechless, “These are things between lovers. What’s a lone monster like you joining in the fun for?”
Rong Xiao immediately looked displeased, casting a discontented gaze at Yan Gu.
Feeling guilty, Yan Gu silently took out a silver pouch and went to buy a heart-shaped knot. Without saying anything, he handed it to Rong Xiao and accompanied him to attach it to the bridge.
He coldly observed Rong Xiao earnestly attaching the heart-shaped knot and felt a bit uncomfortable. He began to suspect whether the old monster had developed some romantic feelings.
But he dared not ask, fearing an unbearable answer. He silently nursed his grievances.
Rong Xiao examined his heart-shaped knot, feeling it looked more neat and proper than others’. Satisfied, he held Yan Gu’s hand again and said, “Let’s go.”
As the time was getting late, the crowd had dispersed, and it was time for them to return to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Sect. Rong Xiao was now familiar with Yan Gu’s courtyard, treating it like his own home.
Yan Gu didn’t say anything and strolled alongside Rong Xiao like two ordinary people.
However, as they were about to reach the dark mountain path, Rong Xiao suddenly stopped.
Yan Gu, puzzled, asked, “What are you looking at now?”
Rong Xiao didn’t say anything, just stared at a distance with a strange expression on his face.
Yan Gu also approached to take a look and was stunned.
Both he and Rong Xiao had excellent eyesight, capable of seeing even in complete darkness. Thus, it was easy for him to notice two people standing under a towering tree in their path, passionately kissing and inseparable.
While such scenes were common during the lantern festival, lovers seizing the opportunity for a rendezvous, Yan Gu observed with clarity. To his surprise, the two individuals were unmistakably men, possibly disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Sect.
He almost choked, but luckily managed to avoid coughing. He wasn’t a prudish cultivator and had no intention of disturbing this pair of lovebirds from their sect. He promptly dragged Rong Xiao away.
Only when they were far enough did he explain with a conflicted expression, “Were you startled? You don’t need to worry. Cultivators…live long lives and have open-minded perspectives. Some may choose same-sex partners, though it’s rare. It’s not a big deal.”
His words carried a hint of bitterness.
After all, he was one of the rare ones, secretly in love with someone who wasn’t even human.
Unexpectedly, Rong Xiao interrupted him, “You don’t need to explain to me. In the demon realm, there’s no distinction between genders; anyone can be partners.”
Yan Gu was momentarily stunned. “Then why were you staring at them?”
Rong Xiao, still fixated on Yan Gu’s soft lips that opened and closed in conversation, with their delicate pink color and attractive shape, casually said, “I just didn’t expect that humans could be so open-minded about same-sex relationships too.”
Yan Gu was taken aback and explained quietly, “Not really. Most people still don’t fully accept same-sex unions, but it doesn’t concern others.”
“Doesn’t concern others,” Rong Xiao echoed with a faint smile in his eyes.
He continued to gaze at Yan Gu’s lips and curiously asked, “Have you ever kissed a man before?”
Thinking he misheard, Yan Gu blushed, “No, I haven’t.”
Rong Xiao also replied softly, “Neither have I.” Without waiting for Yan Gu’s reaction, he lowered his head and did what he had wanted to do.
He captured Yan Gu’s lips, finding them as soft and full as he had anticipated. His tongue lightly brushed over those plump lips, causing Yan Gu to shiver, and the pastries he had just bought fell to the ground.
Osmanthus honey spilled, hibiscus cakes crumbled, and a hint of various fragrances mixed together sweetly in the night air, making the atmosphere even more ambiguous.
Rong Xiao didn’t kiss for too long. After a brief entanglement, he left Yan Gu’s lips.
Yan Gu remained there, as if his soul had left his body, staring blankly at Rong Xiao. After the kiss, Rong Xiao showed no panic or shyness. Instead, he calmly remarked, “Not bad.”
This comment instantly woke Yan Gu up. “Not bad? What do you mean, kissing me without warning?”
It was an unexpected kiss, and he was more frightened than pleased, feeling shy and unsure.
Rong Xiao, looking at his panicked appearance, turned cold.
He felt unjust. It was just a kiss, yet Yan Gu acted as if the sky were falling.
That’s what he thought and what he said, “What’s wrong with a simple kiss? Aren’t you cultivators not so concerned about your reputations? You haven’t kissed a man, and neither have I. What’s wrong with trying it?”
He said it matter-of-factly, raising his chin with a hint of pride.
Yan Gu’s heart, still warm from the earlier scene, instantly turned cold.
Try it?
For Rong Xiao, was this kiss just a trial?
Without romantic feelings or affection, without any emotional connection, was it merely an experiment to see if he could accept a kiss from another man?
The redness on Yan Gu’s face slowly faded away.
He knew that the demon realm was known for its unrestrained ways, viewing pleasures with others as casually as eating and drinking, as long as it brought happiness.
Most likely, Rong Xiao saw someone kissing and, feeling intrigued, used him as a pastime.
While he could understand the way demons thought, he couldn’t bear to be treated as mere entertainment.
He harbored admiration and desire for Rong Xiao, who might be simply curious without ulterior motives. However, he couldn’t shake off the feeling of being unclean.
This one kiss, a fleeting touch for Rong Xiao, felt like a raging storm for him.
His expression darkened; he didn’t want to talk to Rong Xiao anymore but also couldn’t bring himself to scold him. In the end, he just looked at him with a sense of frustration, turned away, and left.
As he walked, he kept berating himself internally. Even when Rong Xiao treated him so lightly, he couldn’t bring himself to blame Rong Xiao. He felt utterly helpless, disgracing the reputation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Sect.