More than half of the heap of food had already gone down He Yuan's throat when he began feeling hot. Very hot and... Bothered? He thought with shock as he stared down at the wood that was steadily forming in his robes.

With large eyes, He Yuan threw away the mantou that he had been munching on and quickly scrambled away from the rest of the food.

No. This better not be what he was thinking. It was broad daylight, there was no way an ambitious disciple would have slipped an aphrodisiac into Mo Jiu's meal... Right?

Even as that thought crossed his mind, He Yuan wanted to break down in tears. An aphrodisiac that was meant for Mo Jiu must have been made with a high amount of spiritual power. Mo Sheng's body would definitely not be able to withstand it.

"FUCK!" He Yuan shouted with his hands in the air. What had he been thinking? Whoever told him that it would be a good idea to touch anything that had been meant for Mo Jiu to ingest? The man was a stallion for crying out loud.

A stallion that thousands wanted to sleep with!

He Yuan settled down to try and expel the aphrodisiac from his blood but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't concerntrate. Sweat was beginning to pool on his forehead and moans were slipping past his lips. He knew he was doomed.

He rushed out of the room to the koi fish pond in the middle of Mo Sheng's courtyard and slipped the lower half of his body in. The fishes scrambled away but He Yuan paid them no mind. He was ultimately focused on the particular spot on his lower half that remained stiff as a rod.

It didn't change a thing and he was extremely hard with a mind that was beginning to cloud with lust.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." He Yuan chanted as he bit his lips to clear his mind and rushed into the room once more. His brain began feeding his thoughts with lewd images which only fueled the need he felt pooling southwards.

He Yuan opened his system storage and pulled out his silver needles. It was very obvious that nothing would work as Mo Sheng's spiritual power was clearly not enough to fight the OP aphrodisiac.

He lifted one of the needles and tried to insert it into his pelvis but his hands were trembling so bad the needle slipped away. He tried two more times but the result was the same. "Shit!" He Yuan groaned. If he made a mistake then Mo Sheng was doomed.

How horrible it would be if Mo Sheng returned to his body only to find out that he would never be able to use his manhood for the rest of his life.

The images in his head were getting more absurd and He Yuan cursed himself for his wild imagination. Now was not the time! When his brain managed to conjure up a very alluring image of 888 in a seductive pose, He Yuan's eyes widened and blood ran down his nose.

Now he was certain that it was more than the aphrodisiac at play here. He had never thought of 888 so inappropriately before. The only explanation was that the aphrodisiac had hallucinatory effects!

"FUCK!" He Yuan shouted once more as he cursed Mo Jiu and his wild harem members to hell and back.

'I'm sorry.' He apologized to Mo Sheng under his breath in case of any mishap. There was no other option. Next, He Yuan shakily grabbed three silver needles and slipped them into different acupoints in his pelvis area.

Immediately, all feelings in his manhood stopped and He Yuan's heart shook slightly. He hadn't rendered Mo Sheng impotent right?

When he looked down and realized that the tool was still standing high and proud, he sighed in relief. The acupuncture was meant to disconnect the nerves responsible for sending messages to the brain so even if he was still very hard, he wouldn't feel a thing as his brain was unable to receive any messages from down there.

The hallucinatory effects of the aphrodisiac was still in full swing though but since his lower region had been cut off, He Yuan was able to cope better and achieve a semblance of concentration.

He quickly sat in a lotus position and focused on expelling the aphrodisiac from his meridians. Anyways, he had planned on removing the unwanted qi from his meridians earlier so this was like hitting two birds with one stone.

As soon as the qi in the surroundings rushed into his body, He Yuan sighed in relief. However, it didn't take long for him to begin gasping in pain. His eyes were shut tight but he could clearly feel sticky liquid easing its way out of his skin pores. It was so painful.

Hours later, He Yuan finally opened his eyes. The first thing he did was pinch his nose and gag on air. The smell was absolutely horrible and he was covered in dark brown goo from head to toe. Even his long black hair was not spared.

When his eyes trailed to his lower half, He Yuan stiffened on shock. Why was he still hard after all these time and even after he'd managed to expel the aphrodisiac? He unsealed the pressure points on his pelvis and that was when he realized that the hardness was merely after effects and would subside in maybe an hour or two.

Although it still felt a bit tingly so he sealed the pressure points once more. Next, He Yuan took off the smelly robes and covered himself in cleaner robes, grabbed some extra robes and walked out of the courtyard.

It was quite late and there were only three occupants on the Converging peak -four if Mo Jiu happened to have someone over for the night. That meant that no one would see him with his raging hard on as he headed towards the lake at the other end of the Converging peak.

The lake actually had spiritual properties for had cleansing the meridians and soothing the soul. He Yuan wanted to head over there earlier -when the effects of the aphrodisiac was very strong- but at that time, there was a possibility that he might run into one of Mo Jiu's followers.

If that had happened, how would he have been able to control himself in his muddleheaded state? Not to mention that it would have been quite embarrassing to show up in front of others with a hard on.

The moon was high in the sky and He Yuan let the refreshing night breeze calm him. When he got close to the spiritual lake, he heard the sounds of the waterfall and his mood brightened even more.

The spiritual lake was divided into two sections, an elevated part and a lower part with a slope joining them. Water flowed do wards from the elevated part.

When he reached the lower part of the lake, He Yuan began to strip. It was just his white inner robe left when he heard it. Faint groaning sounds. He looked over to the source of the sounds and then,

Mo Jiu was right there, smirking at him. The man had a naked male cultivator trapped in between himself and a large rock with both of their lower halves in the water as Mo Jiu pounded vigorously into the moaning mess of a male.

He Yuan's face darkened. He thought back to his situation earlier and anger bled from his pores. Even here? Why couldn't Mo Jiu keep it in his pants?!

Mo Jiu bit his lips as he stared at his daxiong. He'd of course heard the footsteps approaching the lake and had thought it belonged to one of his lovers. Who knew it was his daxiong? The man never left his courtyard this late at night.

His eyes trailed to He Yuan's lower half and he couldn't help but pound even harder into the male in his arms. His daxiong was such a pervert. Getting such a reaction from watching his shidi in the throes of passion.

Their master always praised Mo Sheng for his restraint. Looks like it was just an act. Mo Jiu wondered who Mo Sheng got that reaction for. Him or the male in his arms? Interesting~historical

"Ngh!" Mo Jiu moaned, eyes still locked on He Yuan's lower half.

He Yuan followed Mo Jiu's line of sight and when he noticed that the man was shamelessly staring at his fairly erected lower half, he almost puked blood. He knew very well that the idiot had misunderstood him.

He quickly packed up his stiff and turned to leave but then suddenly paused. If he left now, he would be confirming whatever stupid thoughts Mo Jiu's loose brain had managed to cook up so he changed his direction and walked to the elevated part of the lake.

He was quite uncomfortable and needed to wash. It was a good thing the spiritual lake had a higher part. Who knew the amount of rubbish that the breeding rabbits had secreted into the lower part of the lake? From here, was also hidden from Mo Jiu's perverted sight.

He Yuan took his bath as fast as he could. He didn't even stay to properly enjoy the spiritual properties of the lake before he hopped out and got dressed. As he walked down the slope, he found the breeding rabbits in a different position. He paid them no mind and rushed away.

Mo Jiu's laughter followed him and He Yuan had to use everything within him to hold himself back from going back there and bashing Mo Jiu's disgusting face in.

His lower half was a lot more limp now so it was much easier to walk. As soon as he got back to Mo Sheng's courtyard, he began practicing sword moves.

It was almost dawn and every morning, all inner disciples gathered at the Martial arts peak to practice. Mo Sheng was one of the best. Although he was unable to cultivate, the leaser made sure to perfect his other qualities and He Yuan didn't want to mess things up for him.

Even if Mo Sheng's body was attuned to the moves, it was still best if he was able to make his own brain catch up and perform as seamlessly as Mo Sheng did everyday.

He pushed whatever he' gone through for the last day and focused intensely, even if he was a little drowsy from the lack of sleep.