She Said That Kisses and Hugs Are Needed for Redemption [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 20

“Changing back into my original form makes it easier to have close contact.” The fox’s eyes narrowed slightly, her long eyeliner tracing a soft and charming rhythm. A white paw rested on the pulled-back covers, stretching forward lazily. Her sharp, slender nails slowly hooked into the fabric of Lu Xi’s sleeve, lingeringly drawing that hand toward her soft fur.

Lu Xi blinked, and when she spoke, her voice was unexpectedly raspy. “But like this… I don’t know how.”

The loose collar of her robe had slid down along her smooth skin following her movements. The large expanse of snowy-white skin revealed by the open collar made the fox’s eyes grow wide and round. The shyness that had briefly vanished climbed back into her heart, and her pale, translucent ears seemed tinted with a peach-blossom pink, trembling incessantly under the suggestive candlelight.

Fu Lancen’s eyes sparkled as she moved gently. “You don’t know how to do what?”

Lu Xi gave a light cough and took the opportunity to lie down beside Fu Lancen. Her fingertips involuntarily brushed against the tail that surged like layers of white waves. Lowering her voice, she said, “If you are in your original form, I do not know how we are to engage in dual cultivation.”

She possessed the memories of her original body and knew how foxes performed dual cultivation among themselves, as well as how it was done in human form, but she truly did not know how a human and a fox were supposed to manage it.

“Dual cultivation?” The pinkish fox mouth opened and closed as playful words tumbled out. “How did you even think of dual cultivation?”

Hearing this, Lu Xi stopped unfastening her waist sash. When she looked up, her face was a mask of bewilderment. “Don’t you… mean that you want to dual cultivate with me?”

Fu Lancen shook her nine fluffy tails. As they curved slightly, the long, dense white fur brushed against Lu Xi’s fair cheeks. Each stroke was like a hidden hook, making the heavy-breathing Lu Xi unable to pull away.

“Oh my. Close contact does not mean dual cultivation.” The little fox squinted her charming eyes, her curled eyelashes stained with the blur of the night. The natural enchantment of the fox race was displayed to the fullest. “Xixi, why did you think of dual cultivation?”

“Could it be… that you have had designs on me for a long time?”

Lu Xi’s expression was complex. She silently pulled her discarded clothes back together, suppressing her wildly beating heart. After twitching the corner of her mouth, she did her best to maintain a calm, wave-less expression. “I misunderstood. It is not what you think.”

Now that she had come to her senses, she could see the teasing intent in the little fox’s eyes. Flushed with both shame and annoyance, she pulled up the quilt and threw it over her head, burying her entire self under the covers. “However you want to be close, do it yourself. I don’t understand the methods of your fox clan,” she said in a muffled voice.

Seeing that the overwhelmed woman did not even dare to show her face, Fu Lancen suppressed a smile. She used her paw to pull back a corner of the quilt and curled her soft body into a ball, squeezing in beside the woman. Her nine soft, long tails fell together like dandelion seeds, wriggling through the opening of the quilt and spreading out over the woman who was lying flat, completely submerging her in the disheveled fur.

Fu Lancen leaned close to Lu Xi’s ear, staring at the reddened tip in the darkness for a moment. After gently touching the burning earlobe with her paw, she rested her fluffy head on top of the woman’s head. With a slight tilt, she could see the woman’s eyelids trembling uncontrollably as they remained tightly shut out of embarrassment.

“It is like this.” The quiet fragrance of the woman’s hair flooded her nose in waves, and she found she quite liked the warmth of the top of her head. “As long as I change into my original form and surround your entire person, staying for a whole night will allow my scent to erase Bai Youran’s mark.”

Once it was removed, they could evade whatever other methods Bai Youran might use.

In truth, it did not actually take an entire night; one hour would have been enough. She had said so intentionally, perhaps because the scent of Lu Xi’s hair was too pleasant and she wanted to stay a while longer.

At this moment, Lu Xi, who was tightly surrounded, found even her breath was scorching. When she opened her eyes, she was surrounded by dense white fur. Her head felt heavy, and she could no longer hear what Fu Lancen was saying, let alone think about whether these words were reliable.

Thump, thump, thump.

She turned her head slightly and seemed to see the fox’s soft belly. As the paws shifted, the fur parting along its patterns was particularly eye-catching in the night. It was not until her gaze touched the protrusion originally hidden under the white fur that Lu Xi’s breath hitched for a long time. Realizing what it was, she turned her head away in a panic and shut her eyes tightly again, using all her strength to cast the image she had just seen to the back of her mind. She silently recited “my sins, my sins” in her heart.

News of a large-scale invasion by the Demon Race spread through the Eight Desolations. Because some Immortal Lords had leaked the story of how the Divine Lord’s wife was nearly kidnapped, the entire Heavenly Realm harbored an intense hatred toward the demons.

Immortal Lord Fang Xie, who had previously led troops to the border, sent back word. He had ordered a re-inspection of the barriers between the two realms and repaired several breached cracks, intercepting many demons who sought to sneak into the Heavenly Realm or the mortal realm.

Most importantly, he intercepted a piece of crucial information.

Besides the demons who had set up arrays in the mortal realm to unseal the Demon Sovereign, several high-ranking demons had already infiltrated the Heavenly Realm. They had possessed the bodies of certain Divine Lords and Immortals, intending to dismantle the Heavenly Realm’s strength from within.

Once this news broke, every Divine Lord and Immortal on the Nine Heavens felt themselves in danger, worrying whether those around them had already been overtaken by the Demon Race.

To root out the demons hiding in the Heavenly Realm, Divine Lord Qi Ran ordered the retrieval of the ancient artifact, the Monster-Slaying Mirror, which was stored in the Chaos Ruins. One only needed to be illuminated by this ancient artifact to determine if their body had been seized by a demon.

On the vast Star Terrace, lingering mists spread beneath everyone’s feet. As Divine Lord Qi Ran performed a complex hand seal, the scattered white mist instantly converged, spinning into a massive vortex. A moment later, a brilliant starlight flashed in the center of the vortex. With a loud boom, the mirror surface, clear as a water curtain, pushed aside the layers of white mist and revealed itself before the crowd.

“The Monster-Slaying Mirror has been retrieved from the Chaos Ruins. Everyone may come forward one by one to verify their identity.” As the only Divine Lord in the Heavenly Realm, Qi Ran was the first to step onto the shimmering surface of the mirror.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to be infested by the Demon Race; the mirror showed no reaction. He flicked his sleeve and stepped down. Afterward, the people of the Heavenly Realm stepped onto the massive mirror one after another to prove their identities.

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