Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

After he could no longer hear the voices of the guests, Xie Jingshu angrily asked,

"What are you doing? Put me down,"

"Master, don't worry, you will know soon," Ye Fengci hugged him tighter and flew directly to the bedroom.

Flower petals were scattered all over the ground, and the lights were shining brightly, blindingly bright. Xie Jingshu soon felt himself being thrown onto something soft, and he knew without a second thought that it was a couch.

"Master, be my wife," Ye Fengci's voice made Xie Jingshu resist with his whole body.

He was the prince of the dragon clan and an immortal king of the time, but he was forced to marry his disciple. He was ashamed and angry to death. This was his most beloved disciple, but she actually treated him like this!

Ye Fengci had already released the immobilization spell on him and walked towards Xie Jingshu. Xie Jingshu knew that he could not fight with his spiritual power now, but he still wanted to struggle.

He shrunk back with his hands and feet together, "Get out of here,"

"Master, don't be afraid," Ye Fengci said as he grabbed Xie Jingshu's legs and pulled him towards him. In fact, it didn't take much effort at all, as Xie Jingshu already had injuries on his legs, so he was pulled towards him.

He leaned over and sniffed Xie Jingshu's neck, "Master, you smell so good."

Xie Jingshu shouted sternly, "You evil beast, get out of here!!" The shouting did not wake up the disciple whose heart was blinded by lust. After using a little magic, Xie Jingshu was unable to move. He was so scared that he covered his eyes with his arms, not daring to see what was happening.

"Evil creature," Xie Jingshu couldn't escape and was soon controlled. The only thing he could do was to struggle in vain by kicking his legs. The wound on his leg burst open as he kicked his legs. Ye Fengci just grabbed his ankle and dragged him towards him.

Ye Fengci had little patience and experience, and all of a sudden, Xie Jingshu felt like a fish being ripped open by a butcher. He originally wanted to use the dragon's tail to dodge, but after Ye Fengci injected his spiritual power into the dragon's tail, it turned into legs.

He gripped the wooden board tightly with his backhand, tears in his eyes could no longer be stopped, he raised his head and took deep breaths.

He had never felt so much pain before. The most terrifying thing was that that person was raised by him. He raised a wild wolf with his own hands, and now it was biting his neck, gnawing at his flesh and blood, and consuming all his dignity.

He took a deep breath.

"Evil... beast," he was in so much pain that he convulsed. He arched his body to avoid it and struggled with his legs.

The bright red candles and the dripping candle wax cast heavy light and shadows on the thick bed curtains.

"Master, today is our big day. Do you know how long I have been looking forward to this day?"

Because of excitement, Ye Fengci glanced at Xie Jingshu's speechless face. His golden hair covered the humiliated man's face and entangled with Xie Jingshu's white hair.

It can be described as lingering.

"Master, you smell so good. I, your disciple, really, like you so much."

Xie Jingshu only felt the buzzing sound in his head, the pain in his skull was so severe that it felt like it was about to explode, and the pain in his heart was enough to make his whole body fall apart.

The child he saved with the most important dragon scale on his heart, destroyed his spiritual power, plucked out his most precious dragon scale, and destroyed his last tiny bottom line.

He couldn't bear to see the child suffer, but now what he got in return was such a cruel insult, forcing him to apologize to the demon and hollowing out his heart.

Nothing can be salvaged now. He can no longer compete with Ye Fengci in terms of spiritual power. He tried to break free, but was bound even tighter. He used all his strength to ignore the pain, but it was obviously of no use.

Soon the severe pain brought him back to reality. He was held down and unable to move, but he could feel the blood flowing from his body, which had dyed his snow scarf red.

He couldn't breathe, and didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. He gasped, "Evil...obstacle,"

Ye Fengci did not notice Xie Jingshu's expression. He pulled away Xie Jingshu's hand that was covering his eyes and buried it in his shoulder. "Master, from now on, you are my wife."

Xie Jingshu was already seriously injured and had lost his dragon scales. After just one hour, he could no longer endure Ye Fengci's abuse. He closed his eyes and fainted.

Ye Fengci could not sense his resistance, so he stopped and saw that he had fainted. He stroked his cheek lovingly, "Master, it's only been a short while and you've become like this."

After saying this, he gave him spiritual power. Little did he know that this insignificant spiritual power would make him regret for the rest of his life.

After doing all this, he hugged Xie Jingshu and fell asleep. The lights were still on. Xie Jingshu, who had been sleeping for a while, was disturbed by the candlelight. He opened his eyes and found that his body was covered with bruises. He didn't know whether he was bitten or pinched.

Just one glance and Xie Jingshu was so angry that he vomited blood, but he didn't have much strength left. Looking at Ye Fengci who had not left, he smiled miserably. It turned out that the person he saved had always regarded him as an enemy.

Well, now that he had lost all his spiritual power, he was no different from a useless person. In this world, there was no one he cared about anymore. He desperately condensed his last spiritual power, conjured a conch shell, said a few words, and placed it next to his pillow.

Unable to move, he crawled to find his clothes. He wanted to die in tatters, so he wiped the blood off his body and used the power of his soul.

To activate the Dragon Clan's dream-returning technique, one can be reborn, but the price to pay is to sacrifice all the souls of the caster.

As he cast the spell, blood flowed from his mouth. He destroyed his own soul and spirit. He had no face to live in this world. Not only could he not exorcise demons for the world, but he also turned himself into such a horrible state.

He finally whispered, "Mom, am I wrong?"

Blood kept flowing out of his mouth and spread all over the floor. He moved to a clean place, leaned against the table leg, spat out the last mouthful of blood, and closed his eyes forever.

"You've grown up, take care of yourself," Xie Jingshu in the dream was still so cold,

Ye Fengci sobered up a lot. He frowned and subconsciously moved towards Xie Jingshu's place. When he saw no one, he sobered up immediately.

He almost jumped up when he saw Xie Jingshu leaning against the table leg and the blood all over the floor. He suddenly panicked and his eyelids twitched at the ominous premonition.

He didn't even know how he got down, whether he rolled down or fell down, it didn't matter anymore, he crawled towards Xie Jingshu on his knees, and touched his face tremblingly.

He tried to check his breath, but found that he was not breathing at all and his body was cold. He checked again and found that his soul was completely gone. He went from being shocked to being stunned, and then to being crazy again. He grabbed Xie Jingshu's neck,

"Do you hate me so much? Ah! Then why did you save me again? I asked you to apologize, such a simple thing, but you treated me like this!"

He roared with tears in his eyes, "In your eyes, I am an unforgivable demon, you are so powerful!" But no matter how he roared or called out, Xie Jingshu could not get up. Only the bruises on his neck and body showed what had happened between them.

"Get up and answer me," Ye Fengci shook his body, trying frantically to wake him up, but it was no use.

"I tell you, you are mine, even after you die," the spiritual power flowed and was sent into Xie Jingshu's body. This technique could keep the body from decaying. His master was not dead yet, so there must be a way.

He picked up Xie Jingshu, put him on the couch, and pulled his arms apart, "Master, hug me." He didn't know where the tears came from, but Ye Fengci couldn't wipe them away.

He sat up and said, "Why are you crying?" After rolling over his eyeballs, he lay down next to Xie Jingshu again.

"Master, please get up, please get up, I will agree to anything you ask for." After a while,

"Get up, or I will kill your good disciple." He glanced at the conch shell between the pillows.

He picked up the conch shell, and a sound like a clear mountain spring came out from it. "If you think it's my fault, then I will repay you with my remaining life. I only hope that from now on, we will never meet again in heaven or on earth."

Until the very end, Xie Jingshu never told him the truth, perhaps because he found it troublesome, or perhaps because he felt that saying more was pointless. Anyway, from then on, they would never see each other again.

"We'll never see each other again. Okay, okay," Ye Fengci laughed until tears came out. On the wedding night, all he loved and hated died at once. Even before death, she had to crawl down and didn't want to be next to him.

He did have it, and it made him feel disgusted, scornful, and contemptuous. "What do you want? Tell me, why? Why are you doing this to me?"

Ye Fengci snuggled in Xie Jingshu's arms, just like when his master comforted him when he was first picked up. He snuggled like this for seven days...