The Whole World Is My Crematorium Chapter 89

Chapter 89

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Gu Louyin stepped back and looked down for a long time before turning his gaze to Xiao Yuan’s face and whispering, “Xiao Yuan.”

Xiao Yuan was lying on his side, his long hair dishevelled and one of his hands was placed weakly on his face. His eyes were closed, their ends red, and his long wet eyelashes trembled as he breathed.

Gu Louyin’s throat tightened again. He covered Xiao Yuan with a brocade quilt, put on his shirt and walked out.

Xiao Yuan didn’t sleep. He heard Gu Louyin’s footsteps leaving and wanted to ask Gu Louyin where he was going, but he was too tired to speak, so he simply let him go.

Gu Louyin came back soon. Xiao Yuan felt a burst of warmth, tried to open his eyes and saw Gu Louyin holding a cloth in his hand, wiping him. For the first time he saw Gu Louyin dressed so casually, with his front lapels slightly open and his chest visible; he still obviously had a jade-like face, cold like frost, but there was a charming aura lingering around him.

Perceiving Xiao Yuan’s gaze, Gu Louyin raised his eyes and looked up. Suddenly meeting his gaze, Gu Louyin seemed startled and said, “You awake. I thought I made you…”

“Knocked me out?” As soon as Xiao Yuan spoke, he found that his voice was hoarse.

Gu Louyin: “…en.”

Xiao Yuan smiled quietly, “No, after all, you were so slow and so light.”

Gu Louyin didn’t reply immediately and only said after cleaning him up on the outside: “Even so, you still hurt very much.”

“No.” The pain was there but it was nothing compared to the torture from the Acacia Gu. Moreover, Gu Louyin had a good sense of measure. Although there was something about him that was completely inconsistent with his cool temperament, he advanced and retreated appropriately, allowing Xiao Yuan to forget the pain and get comfortable steadily.

Gu Louyin was silent for a moment, then continued to wipe Xiao Yuan, saying, “I should have known better…”


Gu Louyin couldn’t answer the question: “You’re clean.”

Xiao Yuan reminded him: “There is still inside.”

“Keep it.”

Xiao Yuan was taken aback, and before he could say anything, he was hugged by Gu Louyin. “Later I will take you to bathe together.”

Later? Together?

Xiao Yuan realized something and said, “You shouldn’t…”

Gu Louyin put his arm around Xiao Yuan’s waist and said, “Keeping it will perhaps make it easier.”

……No, he should have been the one to tease Gu Louyin afterwards. Why did it suddenly turn the other way around?!

Xiao Yuan’s face became hot, and he said, “But the Acacia Gu has been relieved for the time being.”

Gu Louyin said, “Then let’s relieve something else.”

In this position, Xiao Yuan was slightly taller than Gu Louyin. He saw a fine layer of sweat on Gu Louyin’s forehead and said in surprise, “Are you sweating?”  Even in such a hot place as Pangu Mountain, Gu Louyin didn’t sweat, but he actually sweated now. He was definitely not sweating from the heat, that could only be——

“Are you tired?”

“Not tired.” Gu Louyin bit Xiao Yuan’s Adam’s apple and said in a low voice, “I was just holding back a lot.”

Xiao Yuan gave a soft “en” and closed his eyes.

Gu Louyin lifted him up and then helped him sit down, “I don’t want to hold back anymore.”

The thing that Gu Louyin told him to keep did make it easier after. Xiao Yuan didn’t hurt much anymore, and more intense feelings came like a wave, as if to drown him. He could only hold onto Gu Louyin tightly, as if holding onto his only driftwood.

When he bit his lip and cried, there was only one word in his heart – regret. Why did he say that it didn’t hurt! Was it him or Gu Louyin having the Acacia Gu attack?!

The Winter Solstice was the longest night of the year.

Xiao Yuan passed out completely. Gu Louyin carried him to take a bath and then changed him into clean clothes. Xiao Yuan didn’t even open his eyes, leaving himself at his mercy.

The sky was marble white and Gu Louyin hadn’t slept yet. He looked at the man next to him on the pillow for a long time and finally whispered, “Xiao Yuan.”

Xiao Yuan’s slight breathing was the only response to him.

Gu Louyin hugged him, pressed his chin against Xiao Yuan’s forehead and closed his eyes.

Early the next morning, as soon as the rooster cried, Fang Baichu was forcibly dragged out of his quilt by Mu Yingyang. “It’s dawn, it’s time to wake up Shixiong, let’s go see him together.”

Fang Baichu sat on the bed in a daze, “You can go, why take me with you?”

Mu Yingyang said confidently: “Shixiong is not feeling well. Only you and Meng Chi have medical knowledge in Xingtian Sect. If not you, should I go to Meng Chi?”

Fang Baichu felt that Mu Yingyang had a point. Men and women were different. Mu Yingyang could not break into Meng Chi’s bedroom, so he could only come to him.

It was late dawn and the moon could be vaguely seen when the two of them went out. They ran into two disciples of Xingtian Sect on the road. Seeing their pale faces, Fang Baichu trembled and asked, “What’s the matter with you – did you see ghosts?”

One of them said: “We were on duty at the Lord’s quarters last night.”

“So what?”

The other swallowed and said with lingering fear: “The light in the Lord’s room did not go out all night. When it was almost dawn, the Venerable Lord went out in yesterday’s clothes. We saw that the room was in a mess and everything was destroyed.”

Fang Baichu couldn’t believe it, “The Venerable Lord has always been a man of great joy and great anger. But no matter how angry he is, he won’t smash things.”

“If Elder Fang doesn’t believe it, you can go and see.”

Fang Baichu asked, “Where is His Lordship now?”

“We don’t know, it seems he was going in the direction of the cold pond.”

Mu Yingyang said coolly: “What are you guys worried about? A scourge lasts a thousand years. Xiao Du won’t die.”

When the two came to Xiao Yuan’s room, Mu Yingyang knocked on the door and called, “Shixiong.”

Not long after, footsteps came from inside. Mu Yingyang smiled, “Shixiong is awake –”

Mu Yingyang’s voice stopped abruptly and his smile froze on his face. Fang Baichu looked at the silver-haired sword cultivator behind the door and suddenly felt a chill. He smiled and said, “Master Gu is here so early.”

Gu Louyin said calmly: “No.”


“I have always been here.”

Fang Baichu’s mouth opened wide, “You… you guys… Heavens!”

Mu Yingyang’s expression was murderous. He stepped forward, grabbed Gu Louyin’s placket and whispered, “What do you mean?”

Gu Louyin’s eyes narrowed slightly. An invisible ice blade cut Mu Yingyang’s hand. He stepped back two steps. Fang Baichu quickly supported him, “Master Mu, calm down!”

Gu Louyin said, “You are not my opponent.”

Extreme anger made Mu Yingyang’s eyes red with blood. He threw Fang Baichu’s hand away, “How dare you, why are you!”

“Name and status.”

Cold sweat broke out on Mu Yingyang’s face. “What kind of sh*t are you talking about! Don’t forget what you did to him in the first place. What qualifications do you have to stand by his side?!”

Gu Louyin suddenly smiled, “As long as he is willing, I am not only qualified to stand by his side, I am also qualified to hug him, kiss him, and even…”

Fang Baichu couldn’t help but continue the conversation: “Sleep with him?”

Gu Louyin neither confirmed nor denied.

Mu Yingyang let out a low, beastly roar: “I will kill you!”

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6 thoughts on “The Whole World Is My Crematorium Chapter 89”

  1. I have read more than 50 bl novels different genre: cultivation, history, fantasy, etc and in only 3 the bottom don’t experience pain during penetration. The others people experience pain and even bleed. I just can’t understand why authors do this. In reality, anal sex isn’t painful at all if things are done correctly, all the contrary, is very pleasurable. It is frustating to read about pain even if is one sentence. I just don’t get it. Sex is about pleasure when there is trust, love and people do what they have to do. Why authors don’t understand this?


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