C22 This Is How Villains Are Raised

Qiao Sheng's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and the sound of swallowing was close to his ear. Zhedan held Qiao Sheng's head with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He narrowed his eyes and calmly looked at the two red moons that had risen again in the sky.

Zhedan's blood was really sweet, sweet to the point of addiction.

Qiao Sheng drank the blood in big mouthfuls. He never thought that he would like to drink someone's blood one day.

After an unknown period of time, Zhedan moved his neck and pushed the person on top of him to the side, saying, "If you continue to suck, I won't be able to take it either."

There was still a trace of blood at the corner of Qiao Sheng's mouth. He licked the blood off his lips with the tip of his scarlet tongue and looked at Zhedan without saying a word.

Zhedan spread his wings, and the huge white wings closed, wrapping around the two of them. He pulled Qiao Sheng into his arms, pinched his chin, and kissed him hard.

"Now, it's time to ask for your reward..."

Qiao Sheng raised his head and welcomed Zhedan's kiss. Zhedan's eyes darkened, and Qiao Sheng's clothes instantly shattered into pieces, landing beside the two of them.

Zhedan picked up Qiao Sheng and let Qiao Sheng's legs hang on his waist. Then... he and Qiao Sheng made love.

Still not knowing the time, Qiao Sheng fainted again and again under the encirclement of Zhedan's wings.

The last time he woke up, he told Zhedan that if Zhedan did not stop, he would self-detonate his primordial spirit. Even if Zhedan did not die, he would be impotent from then on.

Zhedan sighed regretfully and withdrew from Qiao Sheng's body. Qiao Sheng collapsed into Zhedan's arms, his eyes strange, "What exactly are you? The demon race doesn't have white wings."

Zhedan lowered his eyes and snorted softly. He lowered his head and picked up Qiao Sheng's face. Looking into his eyes, he said lightly, "I am a god, do you believe me?"

They were born with white wings that represented holiness and light, but they had never been recognized.

Even the God of Light hated them and exiled them. He cursed them with everyone else because they were born with blood.

Qiao Sheng caught a flash of sadness in Zhedan's eyes. He frowned and grabbed Zhedan's collar. He pulled Zhedan in front of him, touched his lips, and said, "Guess if I believe it or not."

Zhedan was startled for a moment, and then a faint smile spread out on his face. There was no disguise, it was a pure and warm smile. Qiao Sheng quickly shifted his gaze away, and the only thing that appeared in his mind was still Zhedan's smile.

He thought that if Zhedan was from the same world as he was, he wouldn't mind becoming Zhedan's partner, even if their feelings for each other weren't love.

Zhedan raised his head and looked at the sky. The two red moons were still there. He said to Qiao Sheng, "Are you still looking for that person?"

Qiao Sheng said, "Of course."

A bat flew over and hovered above the two of them for a moment before flying away.

Zhedan glanced thoughtfully in the direction where the bat had flown off and said, "Let's go out."

Qiao Sheng took out a set of light green clothes from the storage ring. He endured the discomfort in his body, calmly put on his clothes, and asked Zhedan: "Why?"

"He's already out of the secret realm." Zhedan casually helped Qiao Sheng remove the grass from his hair.

Qiao Sheng paused and raised his eyes, "When?"

"Three days ago."

... "" Qiao Sheng's eyes turned cold, "So you worked with me for three days, and you didn't tell me that he left."

Zhedan bent down and tied Qiao Sheng's belt. "I don't know either, he said, feeling wronged. That cute little bat told me."

Qiao Sheng thought of the bat that had suddenly appeared, and his face darkened. He felt as if the entire world was trying to stop him from killing Hsiang Lanxuan.

At this time, the system came out and said matter-of-factly, "Hsiang Lanxuan is the Fate Son. He is blessed by the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao might have seen an unknown power from another world. In order to protect the Fate Son, the Heavenly Dao naturally has to take action."

"So Zhedan was sent by the heavens?"

"No, the Heavenly Dao will not deliberately participate. No one is controlled by the Heavenly Dao," the System said.

Qiao Sheng raised his eyebrows, "So, the Heavenly Dao can only create as many coincidences as possible?"

"That's right."

"Yes." Then, he would have an explanation for losing so many opportunities. The Heavenly Dao of this world had discovered some unfavorable factors and wanted to stop him.

But so what? He would not fail.

Qiao Sheng said to Zhedan, "Take me out."

Zhedan put his arm around Qiao Sheng's waist and said, "Alright."

Zhedan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils were red. A strong light flashed, and a door appeared in front of him. Zhedan turned his head and gave Qiao Sheng a deep look. The two of them stepped through the door together, and the space changed in an instant. They stepped on the bare ground, and the desolate scenery in front of them made them feel as if things had changed.

Especially Zhedan, a trace of blood leaked out of the corner of his mouth. He clutched his chest and half-knelt on the ground.

Qiao Sheng squatted down and frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Zhedan shook his head, "The secret realm is different from the outside world. We have only been in the secret realm for a few days. I'm afraid a long time has passed outside."

Qiao Sheng had once said that his strength was weakening, and this was true. That was why when he returned to reality, the difference in time and space had caused his strength to instantly decrease, causing his body to be unable to adapt to it, resulting in a backlash.

Qiao Sheng tried to inject Spiritual Force into Zhedan's body, but after discovering that Zhedan's body was rejecting the Spiritual Force, he decisively retracted the Spiritual Force. There was nothing he could do to help.

"Do you know how much time has passed in reality?" Qiao Sheng asked Zhedan.

Zhedan said, "About two months..."

"System, what happened in the past two months?"

The system was silent for a minute before it opened its mouth and said, "According to the information, Hsiang Lanxuan could not find Mr. Qiao and accidentally opened the secret realm. After he went out, he bumped into Ye Qingming, who had been guarding outside. The two of them fought and both of them were injured. Ye Qingming's identity as a Demonic Cultivator was exposed, and Mr. Qiao is suspected of colluding with the Demonic Cultivator."

The system paused for a moment, then continued, "A month later, the demon suppressing pillars of the various sects will collapse one after another, and high level Demonic Beasts will appear out of nowhere. The demons will rush in from the broken barrier, and the Demonic Cultivators will take the opportunity to join forces with the demons and nibble away at the continent."

"The Demonic Cultivators were led by Ye Qingming, and the Taoists were led by Hsiang Lanxuan. Ye Qingming hated Hsiang Lanxuan to the core, and he fought Hsiang Lanxuan a few times. One time, Ye Qingming's eyes were crippled, and Hsiang Lanxuan was on the verge of death. In the end, Hsiang Lanxuan was saved."

Qiao Sheng said coldly: "Why did you tell me only now?"

The system said, "I am bound to Mr. Qiao, and I rely only on the energy that Mr. Qiao obtained from Zhedan to maintain the operation. I do not have the ability to find out about these things in the secret realm."

"Heh..." Qiao Sheng sneered. In the end, it was still useless.

He had only made love, but when he came out, he found that two months had already passed. The world was in chaos.

He helped Zhedan up, "Let's return to the Nether Sect first."

As a major sect, the Nether Sect shouldn't have been destroyed yet.

However, Zhedan grabbed Qiao Sheng's wrist and said with a pale face, "There's no hurry. Come with me to a place first, okay?"

Qiao Sheng looked at Zhedan and nodded.

Zhedan smiled at him, buried his head in his neck, and said in a low voice, "It will be done in a moment."

The fangs pierced into his flesh and greedily sucked blood to replenish the energy lost in his body.

He couldn't hold on in this world for much longer. He had to get that thing, and he had to do it.

A flash of light flashed across Zhedan's eyes.

Zhedan quickly let go. His face was not as pale as before. He pulled Qiao Sheng down the mountain. There were a few bats hovering above their heads.

Originally, there was a small town here. However, after two months, the town had already turned into ashes, and there were still wisps of green smoke rising from the ruins.

In the middle of the ruins, there was a green tree that stood there. It was full of life and didn't fit in with the ruins around it.

Zhedan did not stop walking. He walked through the ruins and stood under the tree. He said, "Come out, Hill."

There was no emotion on Zhedan's face, only an almost cruel indifference.

Qiao Sheng had a bad feeling about this. He secretly gathered the Spiritual Force in his hand and waited to see what would happen.

As soon as Zhedan finished speaking, it was as if a drop of water had fallen on a calm lake, causing ripples to appear.

A man walked out of the lush tree. He was wearing a white uniform with a tuxedo-like jacket that wrapped around his tall and straight body.

The man was also very handsome and charming. There was a mole at the corner of his eye, and he looked around.

The man's gaze fell straight on Qiao Sheng, and his calm eyes gradually revealed excitement and fanaticism.

He stared at Qiao Sheng and said to Zhedan, "Xiu, I thought I wouldn't be able to wait for you. God knows what happened in this ghost world! But luckily, you're back."

Zhedan's expression was terrifyingly cold as he said, "Give me the things and I'll give you the people."

Hill blinked at Qiao Sheng, the fanaticism in his eyes did not decrease. Without raising his head, he said, "Of course, but you have to give him to me first. I can't beat you, and I don't trust you."

"Tsk!" Zhedan sneered. With a wave of his hand, Qiao Sheng's body flew uncontrollably toward Hill. Hill's face was filled with joy. He couldn't wait to spread his white wings and fly forward to catch Qiao Sheng.

"You still let the cutie suck your blood." Hill reached out his hand and caressed Qiao Sheng's face in infatuation. He looked at Qiao Sheng happily, who was unable to move.

Zhedan frowned and interrupted Hill's nonsense, "Enough! Give me the thing."

Hill chuckled, took off the silver bracelet on his wrist, and threw it to Zhedan without any pity.

Then, he turned around and disappeared in front of the big tree with Qiao Sheng in his arms.

Zhedan took the bracelet and heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he turned around and left.

Zhedan's real name was Xiu, and he came from a different world that had shattered space and time. At that time, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. It was Huiming who saved him, and he was so weak that he stayed by Huiming's side for hundreds of years. He did not expect Huiming to trap him even if he died, not letting him go out and drink blood. In the end, Huiming failed to ascend and his soul scattered. He was also left behind in the Mysterious Heaven Secret Realm until Qiao Sheng appeared.

He thought that he was the only one who had broken through time and space and stayed in this world. It was only when Qiao Sheng of the Nether Sect questioned him that day that he knew that there was another person like him in this world. Perhaps he was even an acquaintance.

As it turned out, they knew each other. Hill, like him, had white wings and had been abandoned by the God of Light. They were not demons, so the demons did not welcome them, and the gods spurned them.

Their lives were extremely difficult until the birth of Zhedan, ending this situation. Zhedan met demons and killed demons, met gods and killed gods. At one time, he made the gods and devils tremble in fear.

Hill was one of his followers, but he was a traitor. He joined forces with the gods and devils to kill him.

He found Hill in the Nether Sect. Hill had relied on this silver bracelet to break through space and time. This silver bracelet was the life of the God of Light, and the God of Light had sacrificed himself to the bracelet.

The bracelet could break through time and space again and return to his world, which was why he had made the deal with Hill. The cultivation base of the cultivators in this world could not be compared to theirs at all. It could be said that they were above anyone here, but their strength was weakening by the day. By relying on the blood of the divine vein, they could effectively control this weakening. Hill did not want to return to his original world. The deal was very simple. He gave Qiao Sheng to Hill, and Hill gave him the bracelet.

He was a proud king and could not be defeated, so he had to go back and kill all those who had betrayed him, hurt him, harmed him. It was the most fundamental way to keep his strength from slipping away.

Zhedan left the town with a cold face. He could go back immediately.

"You are my first man."

These words suddenly sounded in his mind. It was Qiao Sheng who told him.

"Your blood is sweet."

Zhedan paused for a moment and continued to walk forward.

"Guess if I believe it or not."

Zhedan suddenly stopped and rubbed his aching head. He smiled silently, spread his wings, and returned the way he came.