The night ago –
"Where do you think the walking corpse comes from?" Xie Lan asked as he looked at Fei Yin's qiankun pouch that the person left before they were teleported outside the Bamboo Palace.
"I don't know." Fan Wen honestly answered. He bit his lip and lowered his head. Just when Xie Lan woke up a problem arose in their sect. He doesn't want a problem to greet the man but it can't be helped. "Lan… I'm sorry." He said.
Xie Lan looked at Fan Wen. His face went serious when he saw Fan Wen's face. He's blaming himself. "Wen." He called. "You know that it's not your fault." He told him.
"But…" Fan Wen said and sighed. "I don't want to welcome you with a problem." He honestly answered. He can't hide anything from Xie Lan.
Xie Lan looked at Fan Wen. After a while, a smile on his face appeared. "Wen, ah, Wen." He said and sighed as he fixed his sleeves and sat on the chair in a laid-back position. "But you meet me with a problem in your hands. What should we do?" he asked, making his face look serious. He forced himself not to laugh when he saw Fan Wen's eyes widen and he turned to him. "Wen. You know the punishment." He told him as he grinned.
Fan Wen's face immediately went red. "That – " he said, his face becoming redder. "That's embarrassing!" he said and frowned.
Xie Lan shrugged. "But our cultivation would level up." He said. He didn't let Fan Wen refuse again as he pulled him in his arms and kissed him. "Wen…" he called in between their kisses. He moaned in delight when Fan Wen kissed him back, their body almost skin to skin had it not for their clothes.
Thinking this, he teleported with Fan Wen and went to their residence. There, they can throw their clothes off all they want.
Present –
Chen Han's thick brows twitched as he looked at Fan Wen seeming to be glowing. His face is so radiant it's almost blinding. He closed his eyes, then slowly opened them. He turned and looked at Xie Lan, the founder and sect leader of the Xinfaxian Sect who was fondly looking at Fan Wen while the other was silently sitting on the side, reading a book. The air of an elegant scholar is emanating from Fan Wen, making him look like he's going to ascend anytime. One really can't help but look at the kind-looking elder. However, Xie Lan's stare is excessive.
Earlier, he almost got lost in the sea of bamboo since the entrance of the Xinfaxian sect was deep in the mountains. Had he not found the barrier of the sect, he doubts he would find the entrance. He went here to personally deliver a report since the news from the west of the continent, where their sect is located, is confidential.
Chen Han cleared his throat as he thanked the disciple who poured him tea. "Sect leader Xie. Elder Fan." He called and raised his tea to them. Then, he respectfully bowed. "I am here on behalf of our sect," he told them and drank his tea. Then, he put the empty cup on his table as his face turned serious. "My shifu and elder Luo told me to pass their message to you." He said, his voice full of respect as he bowed.
Xie Lan stopped looking at Fan Wen and Fan Wen finally raised his head and looked at Chen Han. "Disciple Chen." Fan Wen nodded at him. "Ming-shixiong and Luo-shixiong notified us of your arrival." He said. "We know the gist of the message they tasked you to tell us." He said. "I hope you can tell us the rest."
Chen Han sighed in relief. He's glad Fan Wen is really understanding of what people say about him. He's the most soft-spoken elder he met aside from his shifu, Ming Ye. "Yes, elder Fan." He answered and bowed. His face turned serious. "There are sightings of strange walking corpses lately." He started. "We noticed them just a week ago. They suddenly attacked the people and bit them like savage beasts." His brows knit as he clenched his fists. "The disciples in charge of the night watch were caught off-guard. Fortunately, there's only a small casualty." He sighed in relief. He looked at them. "The strange corpses are very strange. They are quick and strong. Even if we cut all their limbs they could still move." He said. "We took them to investigate. However, after an incense of time, they started to rot." He frowned. "There's also a strange qi coming out of their body. The disciples who inhaled the strange qi became dazed. Then, their eyes would turn red and their countenance greatly changed. They started to attack us like strange corpses, with almost the same movements as them. We got no choice but to detain our fellow disciples." He explained and sighed, tired. After that happened they sent him here. He travelled for three days in his sword without stopping and finally, he reached the Xinfaxian Sect. After he announced his arrival at the entrance of the sect, he fainted. Immediately, he was brought inside by the passing disciples and was treated in time. "The sect only told the people the news of the increasing number of the walking corpses and advised them not to go out at night." He continued, then looked at Fan Wen and Xie Lan. "He wanted to invite you to the Youxiwang Sect to discuss the strange corpses." He finished and watched the two elders before him.
Fan Wen looked at Xie Lan, his eyes pleading. Xie Lan smiled. "Of course, Wen. We're going to our shixiongs. They need our help." He told him.
Fan Wen sighed in relief. "I'm just worried since you've just gotten out of your closed-door cultivation." He bit his lip.
Xie Lan's eyes darkened as he looked at Fan Wen's lips. Last night is really worth it for his ten years of abstinence from closed-door cultivation. Fortunately, Fan Wen's cultivation rose in these ten years, or else he won't last long until dawn. "I'll be fine." He answered as he put his hand behind Fan Wen. "We just finished cultivating, remember?" he said and grinned as his eyes fell again upon Fan Wen's lips. He felt his throat went dry.
Fan Wen's face burned and he immediately looked at Chen Han who also looked away and silently drank his tea. "Lan!" he hissed, mad. He humphed and looked away.
Xie Lan laughed and dismissed Chen Han after telling him they're going to the Youxiwang Sect tomorrow. Chen Han nodded and immediately left to avoid being fed more dog food.