Stealing an Immortal Back to the Demon Realm Chapter 43

Mu Qiuhan was a bit stunned to be suddenly kissed like this.
But the burning heat from Shang Ningye’s lips was already pressing against hers.
She had no time to think further and let herself sink into that soft warmth.
Mu Qiuhan took Shang Ningye’s approaching lips between her own, sucking gently.
Those lips, like Shang Ningye herself, carried a faint, refreshing scent of plants.
After kissing for a while, the person opposite her seemed no longer satisfied with just a patient, light kiss.
Shang Ningye wrapped her arms tightly around Mu Qiuhan’s body.
Mu Qiuhan felt a bite on her lips, not too light, not too heavy.
Then, Shang Ningye pressed her whole body closer.
Her lips kissed hers again.
In the instant she breathed, a tongue slipped past her lips, lightly teasing the roof of her mouth, stirring a tormenting itch.
Mu Qiuhan couldn’t help but gasp.
Unlike the previous kiss, Mu Qiuhan was quite clear-headed this time.
But after a few back-and-forths, a burning sensation rose in her lower abdomen. Mu Qiuhan knew she couldn’t let this continue.
Her voice hoarse, she tried to get Shang Ningye to let her go.
However, Shang Ningye acted as if she hadn’t heard, still clinging tightly to her body, making it impossible for Mu Qiuhan to push her away even slightly.
Mu Qiuhan felt Shang Ningye’s breath move from in front of her to behind her ear.
When those moist, hot lips closed over her earlobe, Mu Qiuhan’s body shivered lightly.
This reaction seemed to please the person before her.
A shower of dense kisses fell like this, landing behind Mu Qiuhan’s ear and on her neck, provoking deeper shivers.
In a daze, she suddenly remembered that the Tu Mi Mystic Realm could indeed draw out people’s deeply hidden, dark desires.
If so, Shang Ningye didn’t resent her as much as she had seemed to in recent days.
Feeling this passion, and recalling Shang Ningye’s lukewarm attitude towards her these past few days, Mu Qiuhan found herself, for a moment, unwilling to stop.
Shang Ningye was still kissing her.
Seeing those kisses about to delve further down her neck, Mu Qiuhan had no choice but to use her strength to press Shang Ningye against her.
Shang Ningye’s head was held fast by Mu Qiuhan’s hands, unable to move freely.
Her scorching breath then sprayed entirely onto Mu Qiuhan’s neck.
After a fleeting itch, came a more unbearable moist heat.
The delicate skin on Mu Qiuhan’s neck quickly reddened in a small patch under Shang Ningye’s constant nuzzling.
She was already regretting it a little now.
Shang Ningye had buried her head in her neck for a long time, showing no sign of stopping.
The burning sensation in her lower abdomen, far from subsiding, had intensified.
Mu Qiuhan barely suppressed the soft moan that threatened to escape, tilting her head slightly.
As soon as she tilted her ear, she heard some unusual, faint sounds.
Mu Qiuhan frowned slightly.
After discerning the direction the sounds were moving, she unhesitatingly threw several sharp objects in succession.
Following a few rustling sounds, something fell with a thud.
Even though she couldn’t use any spiritual energy, it didn’t affect the accuracy of these sharp objects at all.
Shang Ningye naturally heard these sounds too.
She seemed to abruptly awaken from a long dream, slowly lifting her head from Mu Qiuhan’s neck.
Wanting to stop on her own was one thing; being forcefully interrupted was another entirely.
Feeling the warm breath gradually leave her skin, Mu Qiuhan was quite displeased.
She glanced into the surrounding mist, somewhat regretting letting those few nightmare demons die so easily.
Shang Ningye felt as if she had awakened from a dream, the scenes in it incredibly sensual.
She tried to recall, but the real warmth and the stickiness of their bodies made her unsure for a moment if it had truly been just a dream.
The mist beside her was a bit thick. She reached out, wanting to touch Mu Qiuhan’s neck.
But Mu Qiuhan took the opportunity to pull her over.
Shang Ningye was unprepared and, momentarily unsteady, almost stumbled entirely into Mu Qiuhan’s arms.
She struggled to pull herself out of the other’s arms and stood firm.
Mu Qiuhan looked at her for a moment, then said softly, “Let’s go. People don’t often enter this Tu Mi Mystic Realm. The nightmare demons here are probably all gathering this way now.”
She, of course, wasn’t afraid of these nightmare demons, but it was probably a different story for Shang Ningye.
Sure enough, a trace of worry appeared on Shang Ningye’s face.
Nightmare demons?
She had heard of them before; they were a type of demonic beast unique to the Demon Realm that could make people fall into illusions.
Were there many nightmare demons nearby?
She couldn’t help but look up at Mu Qiuhan. “Elder Xuan Kong will be alright, won’t he?”
Mu Qiuhan thought for a moment and comforted her, “Nightmare demons usually only attack targets they think might fall into an illusion. As long as one can break free from the illusion, the nightmare demons will leave on their own.”
She had wanted to tell Shang Ningye that Elder Xuan Kong wasn’t in as much danger as she imagined.
However, before she could finish, she heard Shang Ningye ask with some confusion, “Was I in an illusion just now?”
For a moment, Mu Qiuhan didn’t know how to answer this question.
She wanted to say that the illusions induced by nightmare demons were ten thousand times more dangerous than what had just happened.
If one couldn’t break free successfully, they would be completely drained by the illusion and become food for the nightmare demons.
But she was afraid this would make Shang Ningye even more worried.
Hesitating, Mu Qiuhan subconsciously nodded.
Anyway, once she sees Xuan Kong, she won’t worry about this anymore.
Shang Ningye did indeed let out a big sigh of relief because of this.
But when Mu Qiuhan saw her suddenly relaxed appearance and recalled their intimate scene from before, a strange feeling arose in her heart again.
The two of them walked forward for a while longer, and the thick fog gradually dispersed.
The surrounding environment now came fully into view.
Shang Ningye saw that the trees here were lush, unlike the barrenness of Jialuo City, and more like her time in the Immortal Sect. She couldn’t help but ask curiously, “The environment here is so good. Why are there so few people?”
Mu Qiuhan replied, “This Tu Mi Mystic Realm causes anyone who enters to lose all their spiritual energy. Most cultivators dislike this feeling. But ordinary people would find it very difficult to pass through that foggy area, as it’s where the nightmare demons gather.”
Shang Ningye didn’t know how formidable those nightmare demons, which died so easily at Mu Qiuhan’s hands, were to people with low spiritual energy.
She only felt that she really liked the scent of plants here.
So she tentatively asked, “It’s such a pity for this land to be unmanaged. Can I come here to stay for a few days sometimes in the future?”
Mu Qiuhan pondered this for a moment.
Nightmare demons only operate within the thick fog; they won’t appear in this area.
If I personally bring Shang Ningye here, and with Xuan Kong nearby to protect her, it wouldn’t be impossible.
She had long known that Shang Ningye wasn’t used to the barren lands of the Demon Realm. Seeing her longing expression now, a trace of guilt welled up in her heart.
Even her voice softened considerably. “If you like it, I’ll send people to set this place up later.”
Shang Ningye was joyful for only a moment. Then, she looked up, saw the red mark on Mu Qiuhan’s neck, and froze.
Why is the position of that mark exactly the same as in my dream?
She thought of a possibility and secretly lowered her eyes.
Beneath her sleeve, a fist quietly clenched.
Mu Qiuhan searched the area the Spirit Medium had mentioned but didn’t see any sign of Xuan Kong.
Her brow furrowed slightly.
Could something unexpected have happened?
If that’s really the case, how will I explain it to Shang Ningye?
A rare trace of anxiety touched her heart.
Shang Ningye saw her circling nearby several times, as if looking for something.
A thought struck her, and she asked cautiously, “Are you looking for Elder Xuan Kong?”
Seeing Mu Qiuhan’s grim face and silence, Shang Ningye said, “Perhaps I can try.”
She took out an ordinary piece of white jade from her storage ring. Just as she was about to infuse spiritual energy into it, she suddenly remembered her dantian was empty.
So, Shang Ningye lightly pricked her fingertip.
A round drop of blood fell onto the white jade and instantly disappeared.
The blood seeped into the white jade, and faint red patterns suddenly appeared on the originally pure white jade tablet.
Seeing Mu Qiuhan staring at the jade tablet in her hand, Shang Ningye explained, “Elder Xuan Kong gave this to me before we set out. There’s a two-way formation in the jade tablet. After infusing spiritual energy, the other party can sense this tablet’s location.”
She sighed softly.
“Unfortunately, this only works at close range. If Elder Xuan Kong isn’t in this area…”
Shang Ningye looked up at Mu Qiuhan, the meaning in her eyes unspoken.
Mu Qiuhan hummed softly in acknowledgment.
“Let’s wait,” she said.
The two of them suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere became a bit awkward.
Shang Ningye was thinking about that earlier “dream.”
The red mark on Mu Qiuhan’s neck made her somewhat afraid to look directly at it.
She hadn’t noticed it while they were rushing earlier. Now, seeing the mark, she couldn’t help but recall those sensual scenes.
Shang Ningye subconsciously moved a little further away.
Although her movement was slight, Mu Qiuhan still noticed it.
This subtle action annoyed her slightly, but her expression remained unchanged.
She casually walked a few steps forward, pretending to survey the nearby terrain, which also went along with Shang Ningye’s wish.
Suddenly, there was some noise from a spot to their right.
Mu Qiuhan looked back and saw an old man with a silver beard and white hair appear on a cliff several people high, gripping wild grass on the cliff face and slowly climbing down.
Having lost his spiritual energy, Xuan Kong was no different from an ordinary person now, so his movements were somewhat slow.
Seeing this, Shang Ningye couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious.
She stepped forward, wanting to use her spiritual energy to conjure a vine to wrap around Xuan Kong’s body and help him down.
However, when she raised her hand, nothing happened.
She looked at her open palm with some disappointment.
Fortunately, before long, Xuan Kong finally made it down safely.
Seeing the two of them, he frowned deeply.
“Grand Martial Aunt,” he bowed slightly to Shang Ningye, his tone laced with resentment.
“Why is that demoness so untrustworthy? She clearly promised me she wouldn’t trouble you two anymore!”
Shang Ningye quickly glanced at Mu Qiuhan.
Seeing Mu Qiuhan had no expression, Shang Ningye knew that Xuan Kong was completely unaware of the situation.
She was silent for a moment, then finally decided not to say anything.
“We are both fine. But Elder, you’ve suffered these past few days.”
Xuan Kong looked at her a bit strangely.
Seeing she wasn’t joking, he then cursed, “Although that demoness is untrustworthy, she didn’t make things difficult for me either. It’s just that you can’t use any spiritual energy in this damned place. You two must have discovered that as well.”
Seeing Mu Qiuhan remain silent, Xuan Kong turned to her and asked, “Disciple, have you been diligently practicing the cultivation method I gave you these past few days?”