Shen Qingqiu thought he had misheard: “What did you say?”

Tian Langjun patiently repeated, “I’m asking Shen Peak Lord if you have ever cultivated with Luo Binghe?”

Shen Qingqiu’s facial muscles twitched. Tian Langjun continued, “Or does Shen Peak Lord not understand the meaning of cultivating together that I’m referring to? It means-”

Shen Qingqiu interrupted, “That’s enough.”

Can you have some shame?!

Shen Qingqiu forced himself to remain calm and asked, “Why would you think that I have cultivated with him?”

Tian Langjun replied, “To be honest, I have always been fascinated by the customs and culture of the human realm.”

Shen Qingqiu asked, “So?”

What does being fascinated by the customs and culture of the human realm have to do with this question?

Tian Langjun raised a finger, shook it twice, and softly hummed a melodious tune.

Shen Qingqiu initially remained expressionless, but the more Tian Langjun hummed, the harder it became for him to maintain his aloof expression.

Damn it! How could this song have become popular even in the demon realm?!

Tian Langjun hummed two full sections, satisfied with himself and yet wanting more. “Only the genius and spiritual land of the human realm could produce such a sensational masterpiece. It’s truly splendid, especially with the way it leaves hooks at the end, making people unable to resist and eagerly anticipating the next work.”

Oh, damn, so it’s a serialized story?!

Shen Qingqiu said, “…Wait a minute. The first time we met in the Sacred Mausoleum, you said ‘I’ve long admired you.’”

Could it be this “I’ve long admired you”? The one from the little yellow tune?

Tian Langjun happily replied, “Exactly, the meaning of ‘I’ve long admired you.’”

System: 【Engaging in hobbies and interests conversation with the boss, developing a multidimensional villainous character, B-rank +150!】

What the hell is this hobby and interest?!

The two stared at each other, and the black-skinned demon girl who had been taking care of Shen Qingqiu until he woke up ran over from below, bounding joyfully like a gazelle. Shen Qingqiu looked closely and realized that she actually had a pair of gazelle legs. The girl hopped and asked with a cheerful face, “Your Majesty! Is the new place we’re going to very good?”

Tian Langjun waved his hand at her with a smile, “Naturally, it is excellent.”

The girl, in her innocence, asked, “Is there plenty of water?”

Tian Langjun said, “Rivers and mountains are abundant throughout the world.”

The girl cheered and bounded off into the distance. Shen Qingqiu watched her figure and pondered something amiss, “Where are you planning to relocate them?”

Tian Langjun leisurely replied, “Shen Peak Lord already has a conclusion in mind, so why bother asking?”

Rivers and mountains were not the common landscapes of the demon realm.

“A good place” undoubtedly referred to the human realm. Shen Qingqiu said, “Judging by the numbers, it seems that more than twenty percent of the demons in the Southern Frontier have gathered in this troop. Do you think that with such a massive scale crossing the border, the cultivation world won’t notice?”

Tian Langjun said, “Who said we must cross the border?” He straightened up and smiled, “What do you think I want to do with this sword?”

Shen Qingqiu felt that he couldn’t guess not only the protagonist’s thoughts but also the thoughts of the protagonist’s father. So he simply stopped guessing and directly asked, “Do you want to use the Heart Demon Sword to create a rift between the two realms?”

Tian Langjun added, “To be precise, it’s merging the two realms.”

Merging the human realm and the demon realm!

Doesn’t that mean blending different dimensions together?

Shen Qingqiu didn’t find this idea absurd. On the contrary, he was certain that as long as he had the Heart Demon Sword in his hands, he could definitely achieve this seemingly wild and imaginative idea.

Because there’s a basis in the original work!

Merging the two realms was an insane act that Luo Binghe carried out near the end of the original novel to completely unify the demon realm and the cultivation world.

Shen Qingqiu used to think that he was most familiar with the “Luo Binghe” from the original work. But now, he felt that this character was very distant and unfamiliar to him.

That “Luo Binghe” didn’t care about the destructive consequences of his actions. His reason was that the separation of the two realms was detrimental to governance and there was an imbalance in resources. The constant bickering and noise from the demons and his wives bothered him, so he decided to merge the realms for easier management.

Shen Qingqiu said in a deep voice, “…So this is the ‘gift’ you want to give? It seems excessively malicious.”

Tian Langjun touched his chin and said gently, “I genuinely have no ill intentions. I really like the human realm, and it has always been my wish to promote closer exchanges between the two races.”

Shen Qingqiu raised an eyebrow, “Tian Langjun, did you really not expect it or simply not care? The demons may be able to adapt to the human realm, but how many non-cultivators from the human race can adapt to the demon realm? In other words,” he emphasized his words carefully, “even if you ’like’ humans, can you guarantee that all demons will like them? The two realms have been separated since ancient times, resulting in countless conflicts. If they were merged rashly, there would be no peaceful days ahead.”

Tian Langjun sighed helplessly, “Shen Peak Lord, you truly have the same tone as those from the Four Great Sects. I don’t want to rush either. But now that it has come to this, I have no choice but to go all out and merge the realms. We’ll work through the difficulties gradually.”

In his mouth, such a monumental event was just “rushing.” The logic of his last sentence was essentially something like [blank] something. By cunningly seizing the opportunity, the target would eventually cooperate. First cunning, then everything else.

Shen Qingqiu couldn’t help but ask, “And you and Su Xiyan… could it be that it was also for the sake of ‘closer exchanges between the two races’?”

Tian Langjun sighed softly, “Xiyan. She was truly good. I liked her.” His tone changed, and he spread his hands, “But she’s already dead.”

Because she’s dead, there’s no lingering attachment?

In the end, the demons’ affections were too cold.

He didn’t treat the women who loved him with much care, so naturally, he wouldn’t treat his own son well either. Shen Qingqiu fell silent for a moment and said, “How do you truly see Luo Binghe?”

Although Luo Binghe had never mentioned it, Shen Qingqiu knew that he harbored fantasies about his biological parents.

He only knew that he was born from a noblewoman from a prestigious family and a noble of the Tianmo bloodline, but he didn’t know the identities or names of those two people.

In secret, he had always imagined how good it would be if his parents were still alive. If Luo Binghe knew what his biological father was like, those imaginations would truly be nothing but ridiculous.

Tian Langjun glanced at him, “Do you pity him?”

Shen Qingqiu snorted.

Both the boss and the protagonist had chuunibyou tendencies. It was indeed divine justice. However, Tian Langjun’s situation was more special. In the past, he was naively idealistic, always thinking that he could save the world and bring love and peace to both races. After being suppressed under Bailu Mountain for so many years, the current him carried an unwittingly malicious chuunibyou spirit.

He had to inform Luo Binghe of Tian Langjun’s intentions and find a way for him to send a message to the Cang Qiong Mountain Sect, at least to prepare in advance.

Under the night sky, the massive convoy halted on a vast plain and set up camp on the spot.

There were only a few humanoid demons that needed to set up camp. The beast-type demons were content with sleeping under the open sky, whether it be in a pit, on a treetop, or on the grass.

Shen Qingqiu’s resting place was a comfortable and spacious white tent. It appeared simple on the outside but was fully furnished inside. Zhuzhi Lang personally arranged everything before sending him in.

Once the demon girl who had been with him all the way left, Shen Qingqiu couldn’t wait to lie down on the bed and close his eyes, waiting for Luo Binghe to enter his dream.

After an unknown period of time, he suddenly felt the moonlight flicker. Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes and saw Luo Binghe half-kneeling in front of the bed.

Shen Qingqiu had only spoken half a sentence, “Luo Binghe, listen to me…” when Luo Binghe pounced on him.

Shen Qingqiu was caught off guard as he was pressed back onto the bed, his mouth sealed tightly by a warm sensation. He couldn’t even make a sound, just stared angrily with flushed cheeks. Luo Binghe showed no restraint, becoming more fervent with each kiss, resembling a small beast biting and gnawing.

Shen Qingqiu finally caught his breath and scolded, “Luo Binghe!… What has gotten into you!”

He felt like he was scolding, but the words came out in gasps, making it seem more like playful reprimands. Luo Binghe grumbled, “Continue where we left off last time.”

How dare he bring up last time! Last time, it was only because he was momentarily confused that he didn’t push Luo Binghe away! The moment their lips were about to touch, Shen Qingqiu woke up. Bringing it up now, his face immediately heated up. Luckily, the candle had already gone out; otherwise, it would have been embarrassing.

Stop.

Shen Qingqiu suddenly realized that the surroundings didn’t resemble Qing Jing Peak’s bamboo cottage at all.

In other words… he wasn’t dreaming?!

He sat up abruptly. Indeed, he could see the flickering light of the patrol torches outside the tent and hear the howling of wolves, the mooing of cattle, and the deliberately hushed voices of reprimands.

Luo Binghe was standing in his tent, not in the dream world but in person.

This… is audacious!

Shen Qingqiu was about to spit blood, “Have you gone insane? You came here on your own, and at least twenty percent of the Southern Territory demons are in this convoy, not to mention the two demons of the same bloodline. If you’re discovered, you’re asking for death!”

As he patted Shen Qingqiu’s back, Luo Binghe said, “Master, I can’t openly snatch people. I’m afraid he’ll activate the blood parasite within you. But Master, you can’t expect me to just sit and wait. Please don’t scold me, Master. I couldn’t hold back any longer!”

He no longer had the Heart Devil Sword that could be used as a portal. Coming all the way from the Northern Territory, it was at least a thousand miles. Shen Qingqiu wanted to smack him on the back of his head, but considering the long journey he had made, he had to be cautious. Seeing that he took advantage of the situation, already placing one leg on the edge of the bed, Shen Qingqiu immediately put on his role as the master, sternly warning, “Have you forgotten that I haven’t agreed to anything yet?”

Luo Binghe confidently said, “I told you last time, if Master wants to kill me, just say the word, and the ugly monsters outside will come swarming in. Since Master didn’t say anything, that means you’ve agreed.”

This shameless person actually made Shen Qingqiu laugh out of anger. Trying to play the “choose one of two” game, either kill or be fucked, only an idiot would fall for it and obediently make a choice!

There must be a correction—this guy isn’t audacious, he’s completely shameless.

Shen Qingqiu couldn’t kick him; he was afraid of making too much noise. He kept pushing his head away, trying his best to maintain a serious expression. “When you came in, did you alert anyone?”

If the protagonist can come and go freely among thousands of troops, is there any doubt? Luo Binghe said, “How is that possible? If I want to come in, no one can see me. But there is one thing to worry about…”

Before he could say what exactly that thing was, a clear cough sounded from outside the tent.

Zhuzhi Lang’s voice came, “Shen Xian-shi, are you resting?”

As soon as he heard this voice, killing intent surged in Luo Binghe’s eyes, and he coldly walked out. Shen Qingqiu hurriedly held him back, giving him a stern look, indicating him not to act rashly.

Luo Binghe was stared at by him and didn’t know what was going on, but his cheeks inexplicably flushed. Shen Qingqiu didn’t have time to criticize his trembling masochistic tendencies. There were demon soldiers patrolling outside the tent, and there was nowhere to hide inside. Shen Qingqiu lifted the blanket, and Luo Binghe understood, squeezing in obediently.

Zhuzhi Lang muttered outside, “Are you resting already?”

Yes, so please leave quickly!

After a moment of silence outside the tent, Shen Qingqiu thought he had left and was about to heave a sigh of relief when Zhuzhi Lang said, “Well… I’ll take my leave then.”

Why did he come in whether he was sleeping or not?!

What a ridiculous question!!!

Luo Binghe showed his head again and whispered, “Why is this snake trying to come in while Master is sleeping?”

Just hide, you little troublemaker!!!

Shen Qingqiu pushed his head back in and jumped off the bed, calling out, “Don’t come in!”

As expected, Zhuzhi Lang didn’t enter. He was puzzled, “Didn’t you rest? Why didn’t Shen Xian-shi answer just now?”

Shen Qingqiu said, “I’m tired and didn’t feel like answering. You may leave, Zhuzhi Lang.”

Zhuzhi Lang hesitated, “Didn’t we agree on earlier?