THIS MASTER FELL ILL

Chu Wanning sat in the middle of the bamboo pavilion and meditated while Xue Meng stood guard next to him.

A lot of things had happened after he came back to this world. He first had to mend the barrier rift, then he rushed to Compendium Pavilion to re-read the medicinal books. Then he worked on the latest blueprint for Night Holy Guardian. Then he had to clean up the whole mess.. Yes, he was utterly exhausted. Obsessed with doing what he must do before his impending doom, Chu Wanning did not bother to take care of himself. He wanted to take one step at a time, but he knew he did not have much time. He was fighting a stranger hiding behind the curtain. He did not know how the stranger made his moves. Chu Wanning needed to be faster, doing things ahead of the time. Then again it was such a tiring thing to race against someone he could not see. He could only frantically run faster and faster forward, not daring to take a break. Once he did, he might lose the race.

"Ngh.."

A soft groan escaped his lips. All this frustration and anger… it seemed that it caused some bad blood to collect in his chest. He just needed to get it out, that's all. After some more time had passed, Chu Wanning coughed out said blood. Blood flowed from his mouth, dripped down his chin and stained his usually immaculate white robe. Chu Wanning immediately passed out afterwards in Xue Meng's arms.

This was the sight that greeted Mo Ran when he arrived at Red Lotus Pavilion. His face immediately paled.

Mo Ran was quick to shove Xue Meng aside.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO??"

Xue Meng was shocked at the sudden push, but quickly regained himself.

"You mutt! What do you think I did??? Shizun was in the middle of recovering, what the hell are you coming here, screaming and cursing as you please?"

Mo Ran lifted Chu Wanning's body to his arms and grasped his chin to face upward. His heart beat like crazy. Seeing Chu Wanning drenched with blood awakened a horrible memory from his previous life. This was exactly how he looked like back then, minus the blood flowing from the other orifices. No matter what he did, once Chu Wanning expended his last breath, he was gone forever. Instinctively Mo Ran knew that it was not the same case, but he still could not stand seeing Chu Wanning in a bloodied state. And so he wiped off the blood on his face using his sleeve gently. This time, he did not make a mess of that face. There really was not that much blood. Color returned to Mo Ran's face. He sighed in relief.

Xue Meng pushed Mo Ran aside.

"Shizun, Shizun," he called.

Chu Wanning's eyes fluttered open slightly.

"I need to lie down," he said with hoarse voice. "Let me lie down a little bit."

Chu Wanning's bed chamber was still in a total mess. Instead of bringing him to his bed, Mo Ran and Xue Meng opted to bring a few pillows and blanket as makeshift bed for Chu Wanning to lie on. The latter could not care less. He fell asleep as soon as he felt comfortable. Xue Meng carefully tucked Chu Wanning inside the blanket. His Shizun was not good with the cold.

"Oi," Mo Ran called.

"What?" Xue Meng snapped back.

"Come help with cleaning."

"Why should I?? You are the one being punished!"

"Do you want Shizun to sleep outside tonight?"

"…"

And so Xue Meng followed after Mo Ran dejectedly after throwing one last look at Chu Wanning, who was sleeping soundly in the middle of the bamboo pavilion.

Chu Wanning curled up inside the blanket. He drifted into a dream about his previous life. In the dream, he was lying on all fours on the ground, his clothes scattered underneath him. Behind him, strong arms pulled at his waist and a big hard weapon invaded his body over and over again. The man ravaged him brutally, ejaculating inside his body with abandon, using his cum as lubricant to ease his entrance in the next mating session. It flowed down his thigh obscenely during the wild coupling. Chu Wanning had never been humiliated to this degree before, his body never had to be subjected to this kind of abuse.

"Mo Ran…. Mo Ran… stop it… enough…"

Chu Wanning begged over and over again, but the man only cared for his own pleasure. Chu Wanning desperately grabbed at his clothes, which was wet from their body fluids and semen. TaXian-Jun pressed Chu Wanning's trembling body on the ground, only lifting his hips up for deeper penetration. Chu Wanning had lost the energy to resist. Tears fell across his cheek as he endured the stabbing pain in his lower region.

"Shizun… does it feel good? You act all pure and innocent but look at how your body reacts to my touch."

"Fuck, you are so tight…"

Chu Wanning bit his lower lip. He did not enjoy it, but his body could only respond honestly to the stimulation. TaXian-Jun rammed inside Chu Wanning roughly, both of them gasped from the movement. The hot liquid poured inside him again and again. Exhausted, Chu Wanning finally passed out from his attacks.

Afterwards, he had fever for a long time. The shock was simply too big for him. Spiritual core shattered, dignity trampled upon… And still he persevered for so long, stayed alive for so long. Days before he died, he wondered if he had truly achieved anything. Did he not simply pin his hope to his own self from the past? He could not even raise his hand to kill Mo Ran. Truly, it was bad karma that caused him to be reborn in his past body.

In the present time, Chu Wanning coughed a little and shivered. He blinked a few times and stared into the dark sky. The day had turned to night, and he was lying on pillows, covered with thick blanket in the middle of the bamboo pavilion.

Chu Wanning huddled himself within the blanket and walked back to his bed chamber. His three disciples were still inside. Xue Meng had fallen asleep at the side. Mo Ran was covering a sleeping Shi Mei with his cloak.

"…"

Mo Ran turned to look at him, "Oh, Shizun, you are awake."

"Mn."

Chu Wanning sighed. "It's late. You guys should have headed back much earlier."

Mo Ran neither agreed nor disagreed with him. Chu Wanning knelt before the sleeping Xue Meng, wondering if he should wake him up or just carry him back. While he was still deciding, Mo Ran called after him with hesitation.

"Shizun, umm.."

Chu Wanning answered meekly, "What is it?"

"I… I want to apologize for what I said before. Shizun, are you still angry?"

You apologized for saying that you wanted to fuck me? What about all the times that you did actually fuck me?

Chu Wanning couldn't help but relate the present Mo Ran with the past Mo Ran. Mo Ran could apologize all he wanted or not apologize at all. It made no difference for Chu Wanning. Mo Ran had done too much, and no apologies could make up for it.

Chu Wanning glanced at him, his eyes were filled with sadness. Mo Ran was taken aback. Did he really hurt Chu Wanning that much with his words? The usual Chu Wanning would just whip him with Tianwen. What's with this reaction?

Chu Wanning spoke softly, his voice even trembled, yet each word stabbed at Mo Ran's heart like ice shards, "Leave. I wish to be alone."