Bloodhound's Regression Instinct - Chapter 207

Xie Lanyin has a beautiful face with white skin so relying on her face to live is no problem. Furthermore, the prince that she marries is a phonophilia (someone who loves voices/sounds).

A handsome man saving a beauty, he lets her sing songs to repay him.

Getting angry and yelling at him, he’s intoxicated.

At night when he wants to sleep, her words are hypnotising.

When he doesn’t want to sleep, her words become the best ……

Qin Wang: You think too much, the thing I like best is you as a person.

This is a story of a prince spoiling his wife, until even when he becomes a king, he’s willing to bend back so far that he could even break his waist – it’s that kind of story.

- Description from Novelupdates

In a world brimming with magic and cloaked in mystery, the Book of Judgement Day wields extraordinary power capable of altering destinies, captivating many seekers and adventurers who yearn to uncover its secrets.The Gamma nation lies in ruins, yet the remnants of its profound mysteries cling to existence, particularly the fabled Book of Judgement Day, a relic sought after by numerous individuals despite the widespread doubt regarding its existence. Rinoa, a diligent student from the prestigious Atlantis School of Magic, embarks on a quest to unravel this enigma; however, as she prepares to depart, her teacher is unexpectedly attacked by a dark-cloaked figure, plunging her into a dramatic confrontation.Determined to pursue her quest, Rinoa defies the school's restrictions on her journey. In this critical moment, she encounters a young paladin named Fitran, who expresses willingness to join her mission—but only under the condition that she acquiesces to his stipulations. Who truly is Fitran, and will Rinoa agree to his terms, risking her mission for the sake of a partnership?

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air.“You shouldn't be here,” Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling.“Shouldn't I?” His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume.“I haven’t seen you for the last two days,” his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. “Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?”Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, “I don't belong to anyone.”“A bold claim,“ he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. ”Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch.”His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. “Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?”

With divine medical skills in his left hand and supreme martial arts in his right, carrying a century of memories, he was reborn and returned to the city. This life, he vowed to dominate everything, take control of all, and ascend to the zenith of the heavens!