QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 203 - 7.33

Lou Yan’s Golden Palace is located deep in the demon domain, on the top of the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and out of reach.

At the foot of the mountain, Ming Ye and Su Jinzhou had already descended from the clouds. They stood in silence, gazing up at the towering peak, where even the rocks were veiled in shadows and gloom.

Ming Ye couldn’t help but sigh, "I used to think no palace in the world could rival my Demon Prince’s Palace... but this mysterious Golden Palace might just be the one."

Before, he thought that there was no palace in the entire world that could compare with his Demon Prince’s Palace.

Immortal cultivators live in plain and simple conditions, and always like to boast about their purity and simplicity. Not to mention where they live, even their clothes and other things are labeled with the word plain and simple, in order to highlight their so-called righteous cultivators’ elegance and dignity.

Demon cultivators seem to be at another extreme. They always like to wear black, live in darkness, and have demonic energy lingering around them all day long.

"Before, I really didn’t know that there is such a mountain in the demon domain, and that there is such a unique golden palace hidden on the top of it."

Su Jinzhou was pulled forward by him and had already stepped on the upward rocks. He took a few steps at a time, but he could not keep up with Ming Ye’s pace and was almost being dragged up by him.

"Walk slower!"

Su Jinzhou followed with some difficulty, grabbing Ming Ye’s wrist tightly.

"What a trouble."

Ming Ye suddenly stopped and turned around. While Su Jinzhou was breathing heavily, he bent down and hugged him, "Hold my neck tight."

Su Jinzhou was stunned. He subconsciously wanted to resist at first, but soon he thought of something, pursed his lips and smiled, raised his hands and hugged Ming Ye’s neck tightly, "Okay!"

At this time, the Golden Palace.

On the bed, Jiang Jiamian leaned over Lou Yan, one hand pressing down on his shoulder, the other clutching the small bottle he had just gotten from ’I Can’t Think of a Name.’ With two or three fingers, he began to remove Lou Yan’s underwear.

Lou Yan’s outer robe had been torn off and now hung loosely from one shoulder, exposing the pale line of his collarbone.

"Immortal Jiang, please, stop!"

His voice trembled, filled with frustration. A flush had risen along his neck and cheeks, and a dull ache throbbed through his lower body.

He had tried to turn away, to push back, but his limbs faltered each time. His spiritual power had drained to nearly nothing.

"Tsk!"

Jiang Jiamian sneered, lowered his head, and bit gently at Lou Yan’s lips, now flushed red from their earlier kiss. He said jokingly with a mocking glint in his eyes, "Stop? When I told you to stop before, did you?"

Lou Yan: "..."

Lou Yan was speechless. He could only raise a trembling hand to clutch Jiang Jiamian’s wrist, trying to hold him back, "I just... I’m afraid you have no experience and won’t know what to do."

Jiang Jiamian: "..."

It hurts, my friend.

He really has no experience in this position.

Seeing his uncertain expression, Lou Yan softened his voice. "Be good." He coaxed gently, "Let me handle it, okay? I promise I’ll make you feel good."

"No."

Jiang Jiamian was not fooled by him, swiftly wrenched his wrist free and tugged at the belt on his side.

Lou Yan felt a cold shiver run across his chest, and his expression changed in an instant. His hand shot out to grasp his wrist again. "You!"

"Hey, here I come!"

Jiang Jiamian responded with a teasing tone, and leaned over to kiss him.

"Immortal Jiang!"

"Is anyone there?"

As luck would have it, just when Jiang Jiamian had just bitten Lou Yan’s lips, two unfamiliar voices rang out from the front hall, one after the other.

Shit, who is it!

Jiang Jiamian’s face twisted when he heard the voice. He wanted to ignore it, to pretend he wasn’t there, but soon the sound of footsteps approaching the inner hall made it impossible to ignore.

"Didn’t they come back here?"

A gentle voice murmured in the sound of footsteps.

Lou Yan’s pupils suddenly shrank, and he pushed Jiang Jiamian away.

Jiang Jiamian had no choice but to quickly get up and adjust his clothes. When he turned around, Lou Yan was already dressed and sitting upright with a composed expression.

The two had just gotten off the bed when Su Jinzhou and Ming Ye came in one after another.

"Who comes here uninvited?"

Lou Yan stood dressed in white, his silver mask added a bit of mystery to his striking features, making him seem both untouchable and alluring.

Just as Su Jinzhou opened his mouth to speak, Ming Ye stepped forward and shielded him. He exchanged a glance with Lou Yan and then smiled, "I’ve heard of you. What’s your name?"

"That’s none of your concern."

With a graceful motion, Lou Yan lifted his hand and drew the bed curtain beside him, obscuring the bed behind him from view. "I wonder what brings the Demon Prince here?"

Demon Prince?

Jiang Jiamian was slightly startled, and quietly stole a glance at the handsome man opposite him in a red robe as vivid as flame.

Is this the Demon Prince Ming Ye?

Lou Yan’s eyes darkened as he subtly shifted his stance, cutting off Jiang Jiamian’s line of sight with deliberate precision. He was obviously even more unhappy with Ming Ye’s uninvited visit, and he didn’t even bother to be polite, "What on earth are you doing here?"

Ming Ye was unfazed by the hostility.

"Of course I came to be a good person, but now it seems..." He turned his head slightly and glanced at Jiang Jiamian over Lou Yan’s shoulder, "It seems like I came here in vain? Now that Immortal Jiang has woken up, I suppose neither of us has any reason to linger."

Lou Yan’s expression relaxed slightly, as if he understood something. His gaze briefly settled on Su Jinzhou before shifting away, "It was you. The one who refined the hallucinogenic elixir for Fang Qi and can make the antidote."

Su Jinzhou laughed dryly, "Yeah, didn’t I come here to deliver the antidote as soon as I heard that Immortal Jiang fell into a coma? I didn’t expect that he had woken up on his own."

"You heard about that?"

Lou Yan suddenly laughed softly, his brows raised slightly, "Who told you that? Only three people were here at the time. So, it was you who took away that trash Fang Qi."

Su Jinzhou: "..."

"Hey!" Ming Ye was a little unhappy, "Anyway, we are here with good intentions to deliver the antidote. It’s fine if you don’t thank us, but why are you still making a fuss about it! If you want Fang Qi so badly, I’ll have him delivered to your doorstep by dawn. But harassing an alchemist over this? Ridiculous."

"Why do you think I’m picking on him?"

Lou Yan raised the corner of his lips with a hint of sarcasm, "If I feed you poison, and then after you have already gotten rid of it yourself, came to you with the antidote and said I’m here to help, will you be grateful to me?"

"I mean no harm!"

Su Jinzhou was anxious and explained subconsciously, "I never thought that Immortal Jiang would fall into a coma, I thought..."

Lou Yan tilted his head slightly, "You thought, it was me who would fall into a coma."

Su Jinzhou: "..."

It’s over.

No matter how he explain it, it just hurts more.

"Forget it." Who would have thought that just when he thought that this mysterious masked man would cause trouble for him, Su Jinzhou heard the other party let him go lightly, "As long as you hand over Fang Qi, I can let bygones be bygones."

Jiang Jiamian: "..."

The two people opposite him didn’t know why Lou Yan questioned them but then let this matter go lightly, but he knew.

Because at this moment, Lou Yan’s spiritual power has reached its lowest point!

He can’t cause any trouble to others.

Lou Yan’s request not only did not make Ming Ye feel embarrassed, but instead he instantly revealed an impatient expression, "I’ll have someone send him here when I get back!"

That Fang Qi was such an eyesore!

Su Jinzhou cares about him so much, time and time again!

So annoying!

"No!"

"No!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two voices rang out.

Jiang Jiamian and Su Jinzhou spoke almost at the same time.

"Why not?"

Ming Ye and Lou Yan said in unison, scoring twice.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall was so awkward that it was suffocating.

"Don’t bother with him."

Finally, it was Jiang Jiamian who spoke up to break the extremely weird atmosphere between the four people. "He is just eager to save his master. From today on, I will sever the master-disciple relationship with him. From now on, whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with me."

Su Jinzhou, who more and more suspected that Immortal Jiang was another tasker, could not help but stare at Jiang Jiamian for a long time when he heard this. His eyes went from his face, to his body, and then, fell on his hand.

Then, his eyes suddenly widened!

Oh shit!

What did he see!

This little bottle!

The little bottle of his medicine!

Isn’t that the gift he gave to the Lone Commander on his way here just now?!

Oh shit!

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