angieloveshua

[angieloveshua]

“This sword doesn’t suit this Venerable’s vanguard.” Wenren È tossed aside the demonic sword and lifted Yin Hanjiang out of his kneeling posture. “This Venerable will forge you a better one.”

“It’s because this subordinate is too weak, and has to rely on the demonic sword’s power,” Yin Hanjiang said.

“No need to worry,” Wenren È said. “As this Venerable’s vanguard, you should naturally follow this Venerable throughout every life. From the cultivation realm to the immortal realm or the demon realm or the divine realm, you must follow me no matter where I go, so how could you let this demonic sword impede your progress?”

#魔尊也想知道 #devil venerable also wants to know #cyan wings

[angieloveshua]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA YIN HANJIANG’S AND WENREN È’S STARS ARE A COUPLE. THEY'RE MEANT TO BE TOGETHER, I KNEW IT.

#devil venerable also wants to know #魔尊也想知道 #cyan wings

[angieloveshua]

However, at that point, the tracking device that Yin Hanjiang had placed on the female lead lit up. He saw that she was still alive and had run into trouble again. Yin Hanjiang stared at the image of her that was displayed in the air before him, tilting his head slightly, then he rubbed his cheek along Wenren È’s robe, folded it, and replaced it neatly in the tomb. He quietly walked out of the tomb. Without using spiritual energy to protect his hand, he smothered the everburning lamp with his palm. Next, with a sweep of his arm, it shattered against a nearby boulder, shards scattering across the ground, lamp oil slowly spilling into the dirt. “Hahahahahaha!” Yin Hanjiang looked at his singed palm and suddenly burst into laughter. As the laughter went on, he placed a hand over his mouth, making painful, muffled noises, as if it was taking all the strength he had to restrain his emotions. He bowed his head, staying that way until Venus rose in the sky. At the darkest moment before daybreak, Yin Hanjiang lifted his head and placed the ghost mask on his face. From behind the mask came words through gritted teeth. “Bai. Li. Qing. Miao.”

Cyan Wings went HARD for this one scene. To be able to create such an atmosphere and to demonstrate the character's insanity and sadness in such excellence... It's been a while since I read anything as remotely good.

#魔尊也想知道 #devil venerable also wants to know #cyan wings

[angieloveshua]

Wenren È thought this was a fine idea which could repay his debt to his master and help Yin Hanjiang at the same time, and secretly approved of himself for his own quick thinking. Behind his back and unbeknownst to him, Yin Hanjiang’s eyes were faintly rimmed in red.

Yin Hanjiang bowed his head, hiding his eyes, and spoke hoarsely. “Venerable—”

Wenren È, with a sweep of a gold-embroidered black sleeve, cut off Yin Hanjiang’s words. He transmitted to him, “This Venerable is giving it to you, so you’re not allowed to refuse.”

I'm reading this novel in my native language, and I tell you this sounded ×100 more romantic in Spanish. 💖

#魔尊也想知道 #devil venerable also wants to know #cyan wings

[angieloveshua]

“I am looking for the spiritual treasure called the Snow Flame, to help my sub— friend recover from his injury,” said Wenren È. Yin Hanjiang looked at Wenren È in astonishment.

I love how Wenren È's strategy is “I have to spoil my subordinate/future wife so that he doesn't go crazy.” 🥰

#魔尊也想知道 #cyan wings #devil venerable also wants to know

[angieloveshua]

“Hanjiang.” Wenren È held Yin Hanjiang’s hand on his sword down, gripping it tightly, preventing him from killing the two protagonists in one stroke. Because Yin Hanjiang had lain in a corpse pile for several days in his childhood and still had death qi left in his body, no matter how much he cultivated, his limbs were always chilled, and his hand was currently ice-cold. Wenren È sought the Dao in hot-blooded warfare. His body temperature was higher than normal people’s, and his hand was burning hot. Wrapped around Yin Hanjiang’s hand, it slowly transferred warmth to it. Yin Hanjiang, after coming into contact with Wenren È, didn’t dare to move. It seemed to him it would be improper to let even the tip of one finger brush against Wenren È’s palm.

A single touch between these two is enough to make one feel all the tension.

#魔尊也想知道 #devil venerable also wants to know #cyan wings

[angieloveshua]

Hè Wenzhao finally made it up the stairs. He had known Baili Qingmiao for over ten years, and would’ve gotten used to it no matter how beautiful she was. After getting to the second floor, all his attention was on Shu Yanyan. With a few coins, he sent one of the waiters to get a doctor who could treat fractures, then crouched near Shu Yanyan’s chair and said anxiously, “Don’t worry, Miss Shu, I’ll make sure to get justice for you!”

Shu Yanyan: …

No way, was she the only one who noticed this little Baili Qingmiao girl was really quite beautiful? Do these three men all have eye problems? And the one getting justice is clearly Baili Qingmiao, what is Hè Wenzhao trying to get in on the action for?

Hè Wenzhao is the type of man I talk about when I say “men” in that contemptuous tons.

#魔尊也想知道 #devil venerable also wants to know #cyan wings

[angieloveshua]

Wenren È didn’t look at Shu Yanyan. He glanced at Yin Hanjiang and mentally transmitted to him, “Call me dage.”

Yin Hanjiang looked dazed, like he was in a dream. He spoke his lines woodenly from the script Wenren È had given him. “The Ve— my dage gave it to you, so take it. Don’t be ungrateful.”

When he said the word “dage”, Yin Hanjiang’s ears turned bright red.

He's already in love with the Venerable. 🤧

#魔尊也想知道 #cyan wings

[angieloveshua]

“This Venerable doesn’t need a sword,” he said in a cold tone.

The light in Yin Hanjiang’s eyes died somewhat. He withdrew his hand resting on the table and tightly gripped the sword at his waist.

The book often described Yin Hanjiang as holding a sword. Once a cultivator reached Foundation Establishment stage, they could store their bonded weapon inside their bodies. Even at the Qi Refining stage, they could use Qiankun bags and other storage items. There was no need to hold their weapons all the time, yet Yin Hanjiang always had his sword in hand.

Unknown to Wenren È, his gaze had softened. He continued, “But this Venerable needs Yin Hanjiang.”

I would be asking him what we are.

#魔尊也想知道 #devil venerable also wants to know #cyan wings

[angieloveshua]

Wenren È thought back to the storyline he had reread four or five times. He asked Yin Hanjiang, “While this Venerable is here, you certainly are wholeheartedly loyal. But what if, someday, this Venerable is no longer here?”

Listening to Wenren È’s words, a shudder ran through Yin Hanjiang’s body, and the hand propping him up trembled slightly. It seemed as if he could hardly endure even thinking about the possibility of Wenren È’s death. He didn’t want to imagine, but Wenren È had asked the question, so he forced himself to consider it. In a few moments, a cold sweat had broken out on his forehead and it seemed he was at his limit.

After a long while, he forced an answer out through gritted teeth. “This subordinate will die before the Venerable.”

I'm a sucker for his loyalty. 🥺💖

#魔尊也想知道 #devil venerable also wants to know #cyan wings

[angieloveshua]

As a child, he was picked up out of a mass grave by Wenren È and taken back to Xuanyuan Sect. From the beginning, the Venerable’s command was his will, and he had never expressed his own opinions. Even though Wenren È hadn’t finished the question, Yin Hanjiang bowed his head and said, “The Venerable’s preferences are this subordinate’s beliefs.”

If the Venerable liked stories, Yin Hanjiang would collect all the stories on Earth for him. If he liked men or women, Yin Hanjiang would bring all the people he liked before him. The Venerable’s desires were Yin Hanjiang’s purpose in life

This is the true ride or die.

#魔尊也想知道 #devil venerable also wants to know #cyan wings

[angieloveshua]

This kind of plotline went on for over 800,000 words, and Wenren È nearly had a qi deviation from reading it. If Baili Qingmiao appeared in front of him right now, he would crack open her skull to see just how her brain worked.

We're all been Wenren È while reading at some point of our lives.

#devil venerable also wants to know #魔尊也想知道 #cyan wings

[angieloveshua]

The Venerable indeed received a book seven days ago. Everyone assumed it was a secret tome, but only Yin Hanjiang, who was nearby at the time, caught a glimpse of the book’s title title—Abusive Romance: You Are the Unchanging One in My Heart.

This is the sort of shame one feels when reading a novel with a half-naked man on the cover.

#devil venerable also wants to know #魔尊也想知道 #cyan wings

[angieloveshua]

Hello, I want to say I'm alive. I have read a sum of... three danmei novels on this lapse of time. None of them 5 ☆, unfortunately. I've been pretty busy with university. To be honest, I'm writing this post while doing an investigation. But don't worry, I plan on reacting to Devil Venerable Wants To Know, and I'm starting... tonight! Applause, please.

#angie comeback

[angieloveshua]

Cheng Jingsen grasped Yin Han's face. After taking a sip of water, he pressed against Yin Han's lips without any explanation.

Yin Han's whole body froze. He opened his eyes and looked at Cheng Jingsen who was close at hand. His mind went blank. Suddenly there was a stream of cold liquid slowly flowing into his mouth.

The coldness passing through his throat seemed to wake him up a little. He tried to struggle, but it was completely useless. After Cheng Jingsen had slowly fed him the water, all of Yin Han's resistance disappeared. Cheng Jingsen's voice showed a rare gentleness, “Take the medicine and drink some water.”

So Mr. Cheng couldn't wait.

#凌伊丶 #纽约往事 #new york memoirs #ling yi

[angieloveshua]

Cheng Jingsen sat up to turn on the light. Through the light, he saw Yin Han's cheeks flushed. His black hair was scattered on the pillow, his expression looking painful and fragile. He seemed as if he had been stabbed in the heart. Cheng Jingsen was about to get out of bed to get the thermometer when Yin Han suddenly grabbed his hand, which he hadn't taken away yet.

The unconscious boy squinted his eyes halfway. Cheng Jingsen wasn't sure who he mistook him for. Yin Han murmured, “Don’t go...”

Cheng Jingsen froze for a moment, standing beside the bed. He heard Yin Han whisper again, “Don’t go...”

[Angie sips tea]

#凌伊丶 #纽约往事 #new york memoirs #ling yi

[angieloveshua]

After that, he began to check Yin Han's wounds and told him, “Take off your clothes.”

Yin Han's hands had already grabbed the hem of his shirt, as he looked at Cheng Jingsen who was now by the door, and hesitated for a moment.

Cheng Jingsen sneered, “Why are you shy? I'll see it sooner or later.”

Calm down, sir. 😳

#凌伊丶 #纽约往事 #new york memoirs #ling yi