The Aloof Immortal Venerable is Pregnant with My Fox Cub - Chapter 43

Chapter 43

Cang Ran stared into Tan Qingxuan’s eyes, which were as soft as spring water. Her heart raced, and the tips of her ears trembled violently. “If I kiss you now, can you promise not to count it toward the debt I have to repay?”

The lines on the side of Tan Qingxuan’s neck tightened further. The hue on her cold, jade-like skin was dense and vivid, and her voice was extremely hoarse: “It counts.”

Her long, slender fingers covered the back of Cang Ran’s hand, bone pressing against bone as she forced her way into the gaps between Cang Ran’s fingers. She rubbed them several times; the damp, rising heat made one’s heart feel scorched.

Cang Ran’s heartbeat felt as if it were being toyed with under Tan Qingxuan’s fingertips, each throb more violent than the last. She wanted so badly to kiss Tan Qingxuan, to push her down, press her into the bed, and throw caution to the wind.

No, no… life is more important. Lust is a blade over the head.

A battle between heaven and man waged in Cang Ran’s mind. Her breathing grew more hurried, yet her five fluffy fox tails seemed to understand her heart’s desire, wrapping around Tan Qingxuan’s body and slowly pulling her closer.

She licked her dry lips and took several deep breaths, but she ultimately couldn’t restrain herself. She leaned in to meet Tan Qingxuan’s soft, rosy lips.

This time, Cang Ran was a bit more practiced than her first attempt, yet she still couldn’t help but tremble slightly. She had never kissed anyone like this before; every time she kissed Tan Qingxuan, her heart felt like it was melting.

Cang Ran parted her lips slightly, capturing Tan Qingxuan’s upper lip, giving it a gentle suckle before pulling back just a fraction. She saw Tan Qingxuan close her eyes, her long lashes trembling slightly. Her jade-like cheeks were flushed crimson, and the hand that had originally been pinning Cang Ran down subconsciously relaxed.

With her heart beating like a drum, Cang Ran kissed Tan Qingxuan’s lips again. After sucking and lingering several times, she tentatively extended her tongue, prying open Tan Qingxuan’s teeth. She sought Tan Qingxuan’s sweet, soft tongue, and couldn’t help but probe deeper until she finally touched a similarly slick tongue-tip—only for Tan Qingxuan to pull away quickly.

Cang Ran tightened her grip on Tan Qingxuan’s slender waist, pulling her even closer into her embrace. She thought she could entwine herself with Tan Qingxuan and invite her to dance together, but Tan Qingxuan was elusive. Just as Cang Ran was about to retreat in dejection, that rosy, soft tongue shyly gave her a light, hooking caress.

The sensation of their tongues touching was like an electric shock coursing through her entire body, sending a tingle all the way down to her tailbone.

Cang Ran’s heart rate accelerated instantly, and her breathing fell into complete disarray. She regained her senses and hooked back, feeling Tan Qingxuan’s equally shallow and rapid breath.

The two of them engaged in a shallow, back-and-forth exploration. This kiss lasted for a very long time. Gradually, Cang Ran became dissatisfied with just this. Her hand settled on Tan Qingxuan’s waist; the moment she touched that soft, silky skin, both of them froze slightly.

Blushing furiously, her eyes filled with burning desire, Cang Ran kissed Tan Qingxuan’s already crimson ear and whispered softly, “Qingqing, I like you. I’ll make you feel as good as I do.”

A hot current of air brushed against Tan Qingxuan’s ear. Unable to take it, she turned her face away, her earlobes red enough to drip blood. She closed her eyes, her chest heaving up and down as she felt Cang Ran’s hand continue to wander along her waist.

Suddenly, Cang Ran was pushed away, falling back onto the soft bed.

Cang Ran looked at Tan Qingxuan in confusion. “What’s wrong? Did I do something to make you uncomfortable?” She had been extremely gentle just now, merely stroking lightly without any sudden movements. She didn’t understand why Tan Qingxuan had pushed her away again.

Tan Qingxuan stood with her back to Cang Ran, her fingertips clenched. Her ragged breathing settled slightly. “Go… out.”

But they were clearly both so into it just a moment ago. Did she do something wrong? She hadn’t even truly begun.

Cang Ran’s ears drooped in discouragement. “Alright.” She climbed off the bed, reluctant to leave, looking back at Tan Qingxuan with every step.

Tan Qingxuan sighed inwardly. She took out a shimmering jeweled necklace from a storage cabinet and handed it to Cang Ran. “This is the high-grade storage spiritual tool I promised you before. See if you are satisfied with it.”

Cang Ran’s eyes lit up instantly, and her five big tails behind her began to wag uncontrollably. “But right now, I only want to dual cultivate with you.”

The heat in Tan Qingxuan’s cheeks hadn’t dissipated, and her eyes were still misty. “Since you don’t want it, then I’ll throw it away.” With a flick of her sleeve, a gust of wind blew the window wide open. She raised her hand and tossed it out.

Seeing that Tan Qingxuan had actually thrown it, Cang Ran panicked. She transformed into a fox and lunged out the window. She caught the beautiful necklace in her mouth mid-air, her fiery red fur fluffing up in the wind.

The pearl-studded tassels of the necklace clinked together as the little fox brought it back. Her fur was standing on end, and she squeaked and chattered in anger for a long time. The moment Cang Ran opened her mouth to speak, the necklace fell out, and she quickly caught it with her soft little paw pads.

With her heart thumping from the scare, Cang Ran couldn’t help but complain: “Why did you throw it away for no reason?”

Tan Qingxuan said nothing, merely fixing her gaze on the distance, no longer looking at her.

Seeing her sudden coldness, Cang Ran slapped her fluffy tails against the wooden floor in anger. “Who throws away a gift just because someone says they don’t want it!” Seeing that the noise had drawn Tan Qingxuan’s gaze back, Cang Ran immediately lifted her chin, putting on an air of dignity. “I am a little fox now. You have to put it on me personally.”

She took a few steps closer with the necklace in her mouth and stood before Tan Qingxuan. Her round pupils looked like they were flecked with gold, and her small, black nose tilted upward, showing a touch of cute stubbornness.

Tan Qingxuan’s gaze lowered. The fiery red fox had a large patch of white fur on its chest and belly that was being blown to one side by the wind, looking like a lopsided heart.

A ripple appeared in Tan Qingxuan’s eyes. She reached out to take the necklace from the fox’s mouth, catching a glimpse of the fox’s snow-white teeth and wet, rosy tongue. She leaned down to smooth the fur around the little fox’s neck and fastened the shimmering necklace. At the center of the necklace was an intricate, beautiful jade lotus ornament exactly like the red lotus mark on Tan Qingxuan’s forehead with nine strands of gemstone and pearl tassels hanging below.

The jade lotus pressed against the soft, white fox fur, resting perfectly in the center above that “heart” shape. It looked magnificent and noble. Tan Qingxuan’s jade-like fingers smoothed the dense white fur bit by bit, making the lopsided heart look neat and upright.

Cang Ran watched as Tan Qingxuan bowed her head before her. Loose black hair fell down, brushing against her fox fur. It felt a bit itchy, and she couldn’t help but shake her whole body. The jeweled tassels clinked together, and the gemstones reflected the light, bathing the little fox in a brilliant radiance.

The little fox stood bathed in golden light, outlined by a faint golden edge, giving off a sense of divine sacredness belonging to an immortal sect.

Tan Qingxuan’s expression was ethereal, her voice softening slightly: “It suits you very well.”

“Hmph, I’m leaving!” Cang Ran’s ear-tips felt hot. She swung her five fluffy tails and left Tan Qingxuan’s bedchamber without looking back.

The air remained filled with the lingering peach-like, honeyed scent of Cang Ran’s charm. Tan Qingxuan moved her fingertips slightly, gathering the scent into a cloud that swirled around her.

After being so intimate with Cang Ran just now, the dry heat in her body had lessened significantly. However, her body was currently weak; she wasn’t in her best state and could not dual cultivate. Forced dual cultivation would cause Cang Ran’s cultivation level to drop.

Tan Qingxuan felt the surging tides within her body recede slightly, and she used her spiritual qi to forcibly suppress the heat. She had never felt this way before; the few times she had been unable to endure the heat were all when she was with Cang Ran. Aside from healing her, Cang Ran had no opportunity to touch her body it must have been those few times when Cang Ran used her inner dan to treat her.

That fire fox inner dan was even more dangerous than the charm scent Cang Ran emitted when in heat; it must have contained a trace of aphrodisiac poison. She thought she had been careful enough, but it seemed she had inevitably fallen victim to it.

Cang Ran returned to the side hall. The little hedgehog was snoring loudly, long since sound asleep.

Cang Ran wrapped herself tightly into a ball with the quilt, leaving her in total darkness as she began to review where exactly she had gone wrong. Things had progressed naturally, so why was Tan Qingxuan always so restrained? Does she actually like her or not? If she doesn’t, why kiss her? If she does, why push her away? What on earth was Tan Qingxuan thinking?

Cang Ran agonized over this for a long time. When she finally poked her head out of the quilt, her fox fur was a mess and her ears were pressed down by the corner of the blanket. Her fluffy fox eyes were filled with confusion and mist; for the first time, she felt completely lost.

She looked down at the elaborate necklace Tan Qingxuan had given her. It had automatically adjusted to the perfect size for her neck. The storage space inside was more than ten times larger than her previous one. Her mountain of spirit stones was still there, and there was even an additional mountain of high-grade spirit stones presumably a gift from Tan Qingxuan.

Always trying to pay me off with money. Just like the flowers last time. Annoying woman.

Cang Ran rolled over. Unable to sleep, she began counting the high-grade spirit stones Tan Qingxuan gave her. Halfway through, she got dizzy from the glint of the stones and accidentally fell asleep.

She slept for an unknown amount of time. When she woke up, the little hedgehog had eaten all the dried meat Cang Ran had shared with her yesterday. The floor was covered in empty bags, and the teething stick had been chewed down halfway.

The little hedgehog rubbed her belly and looked at her piteously. “Great King, I’m so hungry. You’re finally awake.”

Cang Ran propped her chin on her paw. “I didn’t see you eating this much back at Fox Mountain.”

The hedgehog said aggrievedly, “On the mountain, there was everything; I could just grab whatever and be full. Here, I can only eat the stored rations, and human food is too delicious. I ate too much and now it’s gone.” She sucked in her tiny belly right on cue, letting out a long, rumbling sound of hunger.

Cang Ran got out of bed and stretched. “Let’s go. We’re heading to the Spiritual Dining Hall. I remember that girl Mingyue mentioned that the Taixuan Sect gives a monthly allowance of eight hundred mid-grade spirit stones to every spirit beast. It should be like a voucher or something. Let’s find where it’s kept.”

The hedgehog nodded quickly and pointed her tiny paw at the shelf of the curio cabinet. She remembered a bunch of things were placed there.

Cang Ran jumped off the bed, rummaged around, and soon found two round, maroon wooden plaques. The front was engraved with “Taixuan” and the back with “Spiritual Dining,” surrounded by flowing cloud decorations.

She studied them and discovered the ordinary wooden plaques actually had a mechanism. When her paw pad brushed over the word “Taixuan,” the locations of all the halls in the Taixuan Sect appeared as a 3D phantom projection. Among the scattered palaces, it was easy to find the small courtyard of the Dining Hall. With a tap of her claw, a blue guiding light leading straight to the hall appeared in the air, pointing out the fastest route. High-tech!

Cang Ran then poked the words “Spiritual Dining” with her paw. A series of spirit stone phantoms flashed by, settling on eight hundred mid-grade stones. It even scanned her fox form, recommended a health menu for the day, and showed how many portions were left in the hall.

Cang Ran wasn’t even hungry originally, but seeing all that food slide past and the quantities decreasing, she immediately scooped up the hedgehog and headed for the Dining Hall.

“Wait, Great King! I don’t know how to use it yet!” The little hedgehog’s four short legs kicked the air, her panicked voice trailing off in the wind.

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