Three Times Reincarnation

In the novels before, whenever I saw a couple who loved each other, I would see all kinds of charming poems about love, which made my little fish feel as if he had fallen into the clouds.

One day, I started to chat about it with Liuhuo. I wanted to humbly ask her advice, but she despised me greatly and passed on a colorful book to me. After looking at it carefully, I only felt that I had broadened my horizons. After that, I saw other chapters like these, so I automatically left them out and ignored them.

And now, the actions of this Fellow Daoist Yan Jing were quite similar to the ones drawn in the first few pages of the booklet. However, he had come from the Demon World, so the customs and habits of the two worlds were bound to be completely different. His intention in doing this … A thought struck me and I suddenly recalled what Liu Huo previously said about the "dual cultivation" matter. I immediately felt the corner of my mouth twitching — the price of sincerity was a little too big.

I forced out a gentle smile that I thought I was okay and said in a weak voice, "This..." It doesn't seem too good, does it? "

Yan Jing's expression darkened. He narrowed his phoenix eyes and a cold light shone from his eyes. "You're not feeling well?" Although it was only three words, their endings were long and possessed an indescribable ice-cold intent.

I hesitated for a moment and felt that this matter was related to my life and I could not afford to wait idly for it. I braced myself and continued, "I don't mind … Why not try another method? "

Yan Jing was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he swept away his gloomy aura and laughed loudly, "No need. This method is very good!"

His lips were tightly pressed together, and a warm breath unique to men assaulted my nose. I felt a little dizzy, and many strange scenes appeared in front of me, as though we were on a lamp, flashing by. Furthermore, every picture was like a flash of light, and even if I wanted to take a closer look, I couldn't get a good look at it.

While I was muddle-headed, I suddenly heard the sound of thunder. When I came back to my senses, I found that the two of them were still grinding my teeth together. I quickly pushed him away, wanting to find a safe place to hide.

Unexpectedly, Yan Jing's body was as heavy as a boulder, and he couldn't move at all. Moreover, even as he did so, his hands continued to untie the collar of my shirt.

This was simply too much.

I was so angry that I decided to return it as I was before. I opened my mouth and fiercely bit his lips!

There was no anger on his face, only a pair of dark eyes that seemed to be immersed in the water. However, his eyes seemed to be in a daze as he smiled, as if he was lost in an unforgettable memory.

I sighed softly in my heart and looked at the two bite marks on his thin lips that were slightly bleeding. I felt somewhat guilty. Just as I raised my hand to gently stroke them, I heard an angry voice yell, "What are you all doing?!"

I looked towards the source of the voice and found that both Jing Yao and my cheap master were there. Their expressions were not very good, especially the former.

He then turned around and stood up, and pulled me up as well. He even extended his hand, seemingly in a considerate manner, to smooth out the folds of the clothes on my body, before turning around and revealing his usual unrestrained smile. With a haughty expression and an arrogant tone, he said in an extremely impatient tone, "Who are you two, daring to come and question Ben …" "Jun?"

I looked at my cheap master's ashen face, then at Jing Yuan's slightly furrowed eyebrows, and decided to not say anything. After all, no matter which one of these three is the strongest, I, a little monster, cannot afford to offend them.

"This Sovereign? May I know who this fellow cultivator is from the Nine Heavens? " Jing Yao's expression returned to normal after Yan Jing spoke. His voice was also gentle and courteous. There was no trace of his earlier angry rebuke.

Yan Jing did not respond. His slightly arrogant gaze swept across Jing Yao and his cheap master. He then coldly smiled and said, "So they are two little brats that haven't grown up. Just you guys aren't worthy of knowing my name."

These words were a bit too venomous.

I shrunk my neck and was about to take a few more steps back to avoid turning into a pitiful fish in the pond, when I heard Ao Gu's clear voice not too far away: "Disciple Qing Yin, why aren't you coming over?"

"Disciple?" Yan Jin turned his body, his almond-shaped eyes narrowed and his gaze became as sharp as knives, as if he had done something immoral. "You actually want to acknowledge a useless little dragon as your master?"

For a moment, I didn't know how to reply. However, I heard him continue to speak with a sneer, "Little Fishy, do you know that you are born with incomplete soul? Even if you want to become a carp of the Spring Dragon's Gate, you probably won't have that luck."

— Innate soul and spirit? These words … What did it mean?

I raised my eyes to look and saw that Jing Yao and my cheap master had both turned their heads away. Their gazes flickered and they didn't say a word. In their hearts, they understood what was going on.

The fact that my soul is incomplete also meant that my previous intention to work hard to cultivate in the Immortal World was just like flowers in a mirror; unless I search the entire Three Realms to make up for my soul, otherwise, no matter how hard I try, everything will be useless. However, to roam the entire Three Realms, this matter is incomparable to ascending to the heavens with my current cultivation base.

All of a sudden, I felt a little disheartened.

"Clear sound …" Jing Yao's voice was still gentle. I met his gaze and saw him extend his right hand towards me, "I will tell you about this when we get back." He paused and added in an extremely solemn tone, "Believe me."

I was silent for a moment. I took a step forward and was about to reply when I saw the red clothes in front of me fluttering. Yan Jing stood in front of me, blocking my path.

I stretched my neck to see what was going on, but Yan Jing was standing there like a towering mountain. I was already in a bad mood, and being blocked by such a wall made me so angry that I wanted to pounce on him and bite him a few times to vent my displeasure.

"With your low cultivation, do you think you're worthy enough to have fought with this sovereign?" Yan Jing stood with his hands behind his back. Although I could not see his face, I could guess how haughty and disdainful his expression must be. "Since you two seniors knew each other before, I will let you off this time!"

After saying these two sentences, he reached out his hand and grabbed my arm. My vision blurred, and my body seemed to fly upwards. When I focused my gaze, I discovered that I was already sitting on a black flying sword.

"This... "Where are you going?" Although the difference in cultivation was huge, they still had to get to the bottom of the matter. Otherwise, they wouldn't be satisfied even if they roasted fish.