Chapter 1557: Chapter 960: Bringing Humiliation Upon Oneself (Part 2)

Shu Ci spoke, extending a delicate, pale hand before Baili An, looking at him pitifully.

Baili An’s eyes were dark, and he subtly withdrew his hand.

Shu Ci, however, quickly reversed the situation and grabbed Baili An’s wrist, suddenly pressing herself against him.

Her entire body clung to Baili An like soft, boneless silk.

The wind and snow invaded the room, Shu Ci slightly parted her alluring red lips, her warm breath sprinkling over Baili An’s neck.

The two fox tails, often accused of being two-faced, emerged, shaking off water droplets from their fur, gently floating like clouds behind her enchanting body.

The fragrance of her hair and body intertwined, exuding an intoxicating warmth, as she murmured with an alluring, exotic voice:

"Little corpse demon, our kind doesn’t enjoy eating vegetarian. If that rabbit doesn’t appreciate your favor, shall we accept it on its behalf?

You give us a taste of meat, and we’ll remember your kindness for a lifetime~~~"

Watching her foxy, wanton demeanor, Afu Tu’s eyes gradually turned crimson, becoming dangerously intense.

The Fox Clan’s natural talent was to seduce, and the faint, strange fragrance swaying from her body was both enchanting and affectionate.

As her aura invaded, Baili An’s outer garment slowly absorbed the moisture from her body.

The woman’s soft, lively body temperature was clearly transmitted over, making his skin tingle with an unusual shiver, stirring unknown turmoil deep within.

Baili An knew well that he was under the influence of the Fox Clan’s inherent seductive power, his restraint much weaker than before since he lost his bones.

He struggled to compose himself, awkwardly turning his face away, the solemnity and seriousness with which he had just scolded her completely vanished.

He broke free from Shu Ci’s hand, pushing her back into the water, his gaze somewhat unfocused.

Soaked from head to toe, Baili An gritted his teeth and said, "Stop learning those deceitful tricks, you’re already fixated on me too much, it’s quite the headache. If you intend to obsess for a lifetime, that’s unacceptable!"

Shu Ci, pushed away, sat awkwardly in the water, soaked, but not angry.

She looked up steadily at Baili An, feeling quite strange in her heart.

The karma barrier aura from the little corpse demon seemed more intense, just like that night in the brothel.

However, that karma barrier surged like a tide—quick to appear and equally quick to vanish—disappearing before she could react.

Nevertheless,... 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

After all, she found a way to handle this little corpse demon, didn’t she?

Shu Ci glanced at Afu Tu, whose eyes were red with anger, feeling as though she finally gained some ground tonight.

Yet in ancient times, True Demons like Afu Tu were at great odds with the corpse demon species.

The corpse demons do not belong to the demon kind but are an independent species with their own territory, the vast Dark Continent.

Afu Tu also preferred dwelling in dark regions, notorious for a violent and cruel nature, bloodthirsty and greedy, fighting for territories and hunting corpse demons.

High-level corpse demons, in turn, would capture True Demons like Afu Tu.

In ancient times, their enmity ran deep, being each other’s nemeses.

Yet somehow, when it came to this foolish rabbit, Afu Tu, that pure demon creature, hadn’t learned any of the savage, bloody, and combative traditions.

Instead, he excelled at feigning stupidity and charm, mastering the art of deception.

Has he even become a vegetarian?

Shu Ci didn’t believe Afu Tu was any good-hearted thing, clinging to the little corpse demon, perhaps attracted to this piece of meat?

She just licked his palm twice, and that dead rabbit reacted so strongly, fiercely protecting his food.

That can’t be just the mindset of wanting to be a pet.

Shu Ci’s thoughts raced, suddenly raising a wet arm from the water, grabbing Baili An’s coat.

"Little corpse demon, I’m allergic to rabbit fur, how about you sleep with me instead?"

Baili An indifferently pulled his coat away, "If you keep acting this recklessly, I’ll make you sleep out in the corridor."

Shu Ci persistently grabbed his other coat side, shaking it:

"The girls in the brothel all say you men love to pretend to be proper. Indeed they’re correct, you clearly like to touch my fur and tail.

Alright, alright, knowing you can’t bear to part with that dumb rabbit, I’ll allow it to sleep with us too.

But it’s so small, it can keep our feet warm at best."

The final tone, as if bestowing a favor.

Afu Tu couldn’t help but want to draw her carrot sword to slay the demons and monsters.

Baili An felt his head spinning from her harassment. He turned around and pinched one of Shu Ci’s fox ears with his hand:

"Why are you being so clingy and annoying tonight?"

Shu Ci winced with pain but did not get angry. She looked at Afu Tu, whose gaze was freezing into icy shards, and felt a secret sense of satisfaction from having avenged a deep grievance.

She silently withdrew her claws, resting both hands on the edge of the wooden tub.

Her soft and enchanting body rose and fell in the water like a siren, her jet-black hair spreading across the water’s surface. She looked longingly at Baili An, her gaze wooden and dull as always.

In a flat tone yet with a profound impact, she said, "Little corpse demon, I love you."

Afu Tu’s carrot had already been quietly drawn out from behind her.

Outside the window, the wind and snow suddenly intensified, causing the lanterns outside the windowsill to shake and rattle, casting a slightly terrifying light on the rabbit’s face.

Baili An’s initially rigid expression relaxed somewhat after hearing this.

He let out a sneer, his gaze contemptuous.

This big-chested fox would stop at nothing to have him, shameless and brazen.

Noticing Baili An’s odd expression, Shu Ci slowly propped herself up again, attempting to pull at Baili An’s clothing.

Baili An looked down at her: "If you keep spouting nonsense and being handsy, I’ll shave those two tails of yours completely clean!"

Realizing he wasn’t joking,

Shu Ci shivered in fright, her tail retreating into the water as if startled, her hands quickly pulling back obediently.

Afu Tu’s gaze became calm, her pupils faintly observing Shu Ci’s proud figure floating on the water, lost in thought.

Baili An watched Afu Tu gradually falling asleep on the windowsill, assuming that she was exhausted for the night.

He then got up and carried her to the bed, settling her under the soft covers.

...

...

In the guest room next door, Su Jing gradually awoke on the soft cushions and opened her eyes.

Her gaze was clear as water, her features cool and aloof, her expression indifferent as she quietly stared at the plain ceiling, the edges of her eyes and lips revealing a hint of solitude.

Her fellow disciple, An Zhiye, who was fetching water nearby, saw this scene and felt a pang of worry, quickly exclaiming, "Oh no, Senior Sister Su Jing’s soul-separation syndrome has flared up again, quickly bring the Calming Powder..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the woman on the bed fluttered her lashes and sat up with a straight back.

She sat there with a cold and detached air, looking even more distant than usual.

"Stop calling out, I’m fine."

Seeing her speak, An Zhiye let out a long sigh of relief and said, "Senior Sister Su Jing, you looked so frightening just now, staring blankly with lifeless eyes."

Su Jing didn’t pay heed to her junior sister’s chatter. She quietly sat on the bed, lowered her head, and blankly stared at her chest with a dark gaze.

After looking for a while, she seemed uncertain and silently stood up.

She moved under the bright candlelight and examined her body for a long, long time...

Only after fully confirming this fact did she lift her inky black eyes, as if a deep darkness merged into her pupils, endless, dark, and heavy.

An Zhiye, noticing her odd demeanor, anxiously approached and asked with concern:

"Senior Sister... what’s wrong with you, why are you staring at your chest, is it uncomfortable?"

Su Jing placed one hand on her forehead, the other slowly raising to stop her, "Don’t make noise, I want some peace."

An Zhiye, in a consulting tone, remarked, "Senior Sister, can I say just one more thing?"

Su Jing silently looked at her.

An Zhiye swallowed and said, "Um, the Sect Master’s wife is arriving in Shifang City tomorrow afternoon to meet us. This time, many Taixuan disciples have come for the auction and they’re scattered around.

The Sect Master’s wife wants to quickly consolidate the number of disciples, as Shifang City seems a bit unsettled lately, and she’s afraid the disciples might encounter unexpected incidents.

I remember that the man staying next door is also a Taixuan disciple. Should we go over tomorrow to greet him?"

Su Jing’s eyes held a hint of unwillingness as she coldly responded, "Why bother courting humiliation?"

An Zhiye looked puzzled, "Courting humiliation? That junior, in terms of seniority, ranks below Senior Sister Su Jing, no matter how bold he is, he wouldn’t dare to offend you."

"I wasn’t talking about him."