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The cunning mortal actually made Bi Qing willingly consume his blood. If he took even one more drop from Bi Qing, the Blood Pact would automatically be sealed!
Bi Qing's fur bristled at her neck, and her tail was stiff enough to serve as a sword.
If he tried to force her, Bi Qing had resolved to fight back.
"Don't be afraid, I don't like to force anyone. I'll drink when you're willing to give it to me. Just enjoy your meal," Park Ji Jae's voice carried a hint of gentleness.
Not like to force? Then why am I stuck in this wretched place? Bi Qing felt exasperated. Well, it was too late now; she had already fallen into his trap and couldn't let the pot of chicken go to waste. She shook her fox fur and continued eating.
Park Ji Jae soon fell back asleep, but the cold wind howled outside, and there wasn't a single spot in the shabby house that wasn't drafty.
Whether he was muddled from sleep or acting intentionally, just as Bi Qing finished the last piece of chicken in the pot, Park Ji Jae scooped her up and carried her to bed. He held her tightly, mumbling in his sleep, "Indeed, it's warmer sleeping with a furry ball."
Bi Qing recalled the advice from her kin: humans are terrifying and should be avoided... but it was too late for that.
It was her first time sleeping with a man from the mortal realm.
Bi Qing felt both shy and angry; her fur nearly flushed with embarrassment.
The night was dark and quiet, with most people having settled into their warm beds, snoring away. In this remote area, not a single traveler could be seen; it was so quiet that even the sound of a wild cat leaping onto a wall could be heard, along with distant moans from who knows where...
As the ambiguous sounds grew more indistinct, Bi Qing wanted to perk up her ears for a clearer listen but was stopped by Park Ji Jae, who was snoring and lost in dreams, covering her fox ears.
For several consecutive months, with each snowfall, the temperature dropped even further. Park Ji Jae held Bi Qing close every night for warmth.
At first, Bi Qing would dodge him, running around the house as soon as night fell, chased by that rascal for quite a while. However, the final scene always ended with one person and one fox tightly curled up together in bed.
Eventually, Bi Qing began to get used to it, curling up at the head of the bed right after dinner. He truly kept his promise and didn’t sneak a drink of Bi Qing’s blood to establish a Blood Pact.
After countless nights of sleep together, winter came to an end, and spring arrived, marking the time for the fox to transform.
Bi Qing had long given up hope. After four hundred years of cultivation and four hundred years of waiting, there was still no sign of change; he remained a pure white fox. His frustration led to a loss of appetite.
On the day after the expected transformation, Park Ji Jae noticed that Bi Qing showed no reaction. He rummaged around in their shabby little house until he found a pill and stuffed it into Dabai's mouth while muttering, “Strange, this shouldn’t be happening. It seems like someone has sealed your transformation pathways. I need to go ask the sect leader at Chongqing Sect what’s going on…”
Upon hearing that Park Ji Jae was going to Chongqing Sect, Bi Qing lifted his drooping head. Luo Dichen was at Chongqing Sect; he wanted to go too so he could see the gentle Di Chen again!
Park Ji Jae guessed his thoughts and frowned slightly. “You want to go see Di Chen that badly? Let me tell you, it’s not happening! You’re mine.” With that, he lifted Bi Qing’s hind leg and licked the wound where the binding rope had tightened.
As soon as that warm tongue touched Bi Qing, he fainted from regret. That was it; he had formed a Blood Pact with this mortal and could never leave…
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