538: Chapter 538 One Immortal Lord a Day

"I want that one."

"I want this one too."

"And that one, that jar in the corner, what's inside? Let me see."

The third day's Immortal Lord was like a little girl who had never seen the world, full of curiosity and possessiveness toward everything in the wooden house.

She rummaged through chests and cupboards, pulling things out of Qin Wushang's storage ring one by one, holding them in her hands and looking them over before stuffing them into her bosom.

Qin Wushang's belongings were turned upside down by her.

Medicinal Pills, Immortal Crystals, the Desolate Tower, the immortal slaying demonic saber... whether useful or not, she wanted them all.

"This is mine!"

She held a jade bottle and snorted coldly, "Give it to me!"

"You've already taken a lot."

Qin Wushang tried to salvage some of his belongings.

The Immortal Lord's face changed instantly; her mouth puckered, her eyes reddened, and she looked like she was about to burst into tears.

"Do you not love me anymore?"

Qin Wushang: "..."

What kind of logic was this?

In the end, he compromised.

Anyway, those Medicinal Pills and Immortal Crystals didn't mean much to him; if she wanted them, he'd give them to her.

Once she returned to normal later, he would just take them back.

Having obtained the items, the Immortal Lord was as happy as a cat that had stolen a fish, nestling in his arms and turning her spoils over and over, humming an unknown tune.

This was the Demonic Thought of Greed!

Looking at her innocent and romantic appearance, Qin Wushang suddenly felt... this one was also quite cute.

And so, he pressed down directly on her delicate body, setting off at a gallop.

...

The fourth day's Immortal Lord didn't make a fuss, didn't rummage through things, and didn't lose her temper.

She just sat quietly on the bamboo bed, watching Qin Wushang, watching him constantly.

From morning to night, her gaze followed him at all times.

He went to pour water, she watched.

He sat in meditation to regulate his breathing, she watched.

He walked to the window for some fresh air, and her gaze moved with him, never leaving for a moment.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Qin Wushang felt a bit creeped out by her staring.

"You look good."

The Immortal Lord said, her voice carrying a kind of obsession that was almost pious.

She reached out and gently caressed his cheek, her fingertips tracing his features as if sketching a peerless treasure.

"You are mine."

She murmured, a light that made one's heart ache flickering in her eyes.

"I can't be without you."

She leaned over, resting her head on his lap and wrapping her arms around his waist, sticking to him like a piece of taffy.

Qin Wushang looked down at her, his heart suddenly softening.

The Immortal Lord on this day was very obedient, so obedient that one wanted to rub her into their embrace.

Whatever position he wanted, she cooperated; whichever path he wanted to take, she followed.

She made no demands and threw no tantrums, just staying quietly by his side like a kitten that had finally found its home.

At night, she curled up in his arms, sweat soaking the bamboo bed, a satisfied smile on her face as she slept exceptionally soundly.

However, all of this also only lasted for one day.

...

The fifth day's Immortal Lord turned into a jealous lover.

"You're saying you have many women?"

She sat on the bamboo bed, arms crossed over her chest, eyes narrowed into slits as she scrutinized Qin Wushang.

"Mhm."

Qin Wushang didn't deny it and admitted it directly.

"How many?"

She pressed.

"Quite a few."

Qin Wushang replied simply, not taking it seriously.

She continued to ask, "How many is 'quite a few'? Three? Five? Ten?"

Qin Wushang didn't answer.

The Jealousy Devil Head's expression grew uglier as she continued to interrogate him, "Who do you like the most?"

"I like them all."

Qin Wushang reached out to pull her into his arms, but she pushed him away.

She was displeased and said coldly, "No! You must have a favorite!"

She was insisting that Qin Wushang make a choice.

This was the Demonic Thought of Envy, and it was also somewhat protective of its own.

Qin Wushang said in a low voice, "I don't!"

"You're lying!"

She stood up abruptly and pointed at his nose, shouting.

"You definitely have a favorite! Is it that Chu Yuehua? Or that Ye Hongfu?"

"Is it that Lin Ziyao? Or that Mu Bingyun? Or that Yao Shinian? Or is it that Jiang Chengqiu?"

"Tell me!"

Qin Wushang was surprised and asked, "...How do you know their names?"

"I can sense the traces in your heart!"

The Jealousy Devil Head said through gritted teeth.

"There are imprints of several women in your heart! Their shadows are carved so deeply into your heart! I hate it!"

She lunged forward and bit his shoulder.

Qin Wushang felt the pain but didn't push her away.

After she finished biting, her eyes were red and tears welled up, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

"Do you also feel that I can't compare to them?"

Her voice trembled.

This was truly too ridiculous; it wasn't acting at all, but her true nature being exposed.

"No."

Qin Wushang countered.

"You're lying to me!"

She didn't believe him and gave a cold shout.

"I'm really not."

"Then... say that I'm better than them."

Qin Wushang looked at her bloodshot eyes and his heart suddenly softened.

"You are better than them," he said.

"Better in what way?"

"...Right now you are by my side, and you are the only one accompanying me, so you are the best."

The Jealousy Devil Head froze for a moment, then broke into a smile through her tears.

"I'll take that as you knowing how to talk."

She wiped her eyes.

"Hmph!"

"Then... prove it to me."

"How do I prove it?"

"Take me fiercely."

Qin Wushang naturally would not refuse.

This night, the Jealousy Devil Head was exceptionally proactive and exceptionally wild.

She seemed to be competing with those women who weren't present, using all her strength to please him and desperately demanding him.

Every breath and every moan seemed to be declaring one thing.

She was his, and he must be hers.

When it was over, she lay in his arms, her finger tracing circles on his chest.

"I know you'll go looking for them later."

Her voice was very soft.

"But at least for now... you are mine alone."

"If I snip it off, would you stop looking for them?"

These words gave Qin Wushang a start.

He immediately protected his 'little brother' and rolled off the bed, only to be pulled back into an embrace.

"Kiss me!"

Hearing those words, Qin Wushang helplessly lowered his head and planted a kiss on her forehead.

The fifth day ended amidst jealousy and possession.