The Black Lotus Omega Always Wraps His Tail Around Me - Chapter 50

It had rained in Wuzhen the night before. Now the entire town was shrouded in mist.

Ji Yanwan had left before sunrise. Chen Fei had only approved a half-day leave, so she had to make the trip back quickly.

Time passed quickly, and summer had already arrived.

The filming of Dark Flowers was coming to an end. Only about two weeks remained before wrapping up. Lately, Chen Fei had become extremely strict, almost unreasonably so.

Even a slightly imperfect take would be reshot over and over again.

The film had a quiet, artistic tone, filled with long continuous shots. The male lead, Lu Ming, had fallen into a creative slump. He was gloomy and repressed, yet tried his best to act cheerful in front of the person he loved.

That overwhelming contrast fit Ji Yanwan’s current mood perfectly.

She stared at Lu Ming’s monologue on her phone, momentarily distracted.

“I have become a frozen island.
The fallen bones in my writing strike sparks as they crumble.
I reach for something, but it always ends in vain.

I gaze at the sky, longing for a moon that never answers.
Until I see Fu He’s eyes, where I finally find light.

She is the fire in my whiskey.
And I am her loyal drinker.”

Zhao Mumu’s writing had a heavy, suffocating tone. It felt like paper soaked in alcohol, then wrung dry under moonlight. Twisted, bitter, and full of tension.

The entire film had that same texture. When Ji Yanwan first read the script, she thought Lu Ming was just overly lovestruck.

But now, reading it again during her car ride, a dull ache slowly spread through her chest.

Since their parting in Wuzhen, countless hours had passed. The message thread between her and Fu Suihe remained quiet, filled only with messages she had sent on her own.

No replies at all.

Ji Yanwan finally locked her phone and forced herself to stop thinking about it. Still, a heaviness sat in her chest.

Meanwhile, Fu Suihe had already returned to Wuzhen. She sat quietly in her room, waiting.

The lights were off. The dim daylight leaking through the windows made the space feel even gloomier.

She had changed out of last night’s gown. Dressed in a simple white lounge set, her long black hair flowed over her shoulders. Her bare face, though beautiful and refined, was filled with clear irritation.

She wasn’t on her phone. Her arms were crossed as she stared at the fluffy white ball resting on the coffee table.

The rabbit she brought back the night before had been tossed there casually. Even after a full night’s rest, it still hadn’t moved.

If she hadn’t seen the slow rise and fall of its chest, Fu Suihe would have thought it had died of fear.

Her patience was wearing thin. The rabbit still showed no signs of waking, and she had finally had enough. She stood up and grabbed its long ears, pretending to throw it out.

The moment she lifted it, the rabbit, who had been playing dead, suddenly woke up and kicked its legs in a panic.

Carrot had already regained consciousness but hadn’t recovered enough spiritual energy to move.

Worse, a fox that powerful was still right in front of her. Staying still and pretending to be unconscious seemed like the safest choice.

But somehow, her act had been discovered.

Carrot kicked weakly. Her spiritual energy was still too faint to allow her to recover.

Now that the rabbit had stopped pretending, Fu Suihe tossed her back onto the table and sneered. “What, tired of acting?”

Carrot couldn’t speak, so she shut her eyes again.

But the moment she did, her ears were tugged, and she was lifted off the table once more.

She had no choice but to open her eyes, looking helplessly at Fu Suihe.

“Don’t test my patience, little rabbit.” Fu Suihe held her up and met her red eyes coldly. “Still playing dead?”

Carrot couldn’t shake her head. She could only kick her legs a little to show she had given up.

Fu Suihe dropped her and placed a hand on her head. A surge of intense spiritual energy flowed down through her skull and into her body.

With that, Carrot’s spiritual power returned almost instantly, and she shifted back into her human form without difficulty.

However, her rabbit ears, having been pulled so harshly, now drooped limply over her head and refused to disappear.

Tears welled up in Carrot’s eyes from the pain as she rubbed her ears pitifully. Fu Suihe’s spiritual power had been far too overwhelming. The small rabbit couldn’t absorb it properly and had to let the strong energy run wild through her body.

Fu Suihe saw her hands twitching involuntarily. With a sigh, she gently patted her head again.

This time, the energy softened and settled smoothly into Carrot’s body.

The discomfort disappeared instantly. Carrot looked up in shock, not understanding what had just happened.

Those two casual pats had given her more spiritual energy than she could have gathered in two centuries of cultivation. Feeling the power flow through her, her rabbit ears finally retracted.

She finally looked up at Fu Suihe.

The woman had clearly just woken up. Her clothes were loose and casual, and her beauty was stunning. There was no visible trace of any animal trait.

But how could someone like her possess such unimaginable spiritual strength?

Carrot couldn’t understand. She had seen Fu Suihe’s original form, just a fox a little over a hundred years old. How could someone like that have this kind of power?

Even more shocking was the fact that her strength seemed to surpass the wolf who had always been by Fu Suihe’s side.

Carrot was still deep in thought when she suddenly felt her waist tighten. She looked down to find a thick, fluffy tail wrapping around her once again.

Startled, she flinched instinctively.

Fu Suihe had let her tail appear again, trapping the rabbit who had clearly spaced out during their conversation.

Her voice had turned icy. “I’ll say it again. Don’t test my patience.”

Carrot trembled and said in a soft, frightened voice, “No… I won’t.”

“Good. Before I lose my temper completely, keep your focus.” The fox’s tail tightened further. “I have a task for you. Two choices. Either help me do it, or I’ll eat you.”

Before the words had even fully landed, Carrot answered quickly. “I’ll help you.”

Being wrapped in a fox’s tail was already a death sentence. If there was a chance to survive, she had to take it.

Fu Suihe let out a cold laugh. “Smart choice.”

“Kill Ji Yanwan for me.”

Carrot trembled as if she had just heard something absolutely terrifying. Her pupils widened in shock, and she instinctively shook her head in protest, completely forgetting that she was still being held tightly by a fox’s tail.

Fu Suihe noticed her refusal and slowly tightened her grip. The fox’s tail coiled more tightly, compressing the rabbit’s small body until her breathing became shallow.

With a cold smile, Fu Suihe spoke slowly, “So you don’t want to do it. If I remember correctly, rabbit dens are usually well hidden, aren’t they? I suppose I’ll have to go looking for it myself.”

The rabbit immediately began to struggle. Carrot clawed frantically at the tail around her waist, trying to break free.

“You have only one option,” Fu Suihe continued. Her tail squeezed tighter, and as she watched the rabbit’s eyes slowly turn bloodshot, she finally heard the answer she wanted.

“I’ll help you. I will.”

The fox’s tail loosened and pulled away, and Carrot fell to the floor, gasping for breath.

In truth, there were no more rabbits left in her old den. Carrot had been the last one to shape-shift in her family, and she was the youngest. When the animal realm fell into chaos, her family scattered in all directions. Because she was too small and too weak, she had been the one left behind.

All these years, she had trained hard to take human form, only for the sake of coming to the human world to search for her family.

Finding her mother had become Carrot’s only reason to keep going.

Seeing that she had agreed, Fu Suihe didn’t bother arguing further. With her arms crossed, she gave instructions calmly. “You don’t need to kill her yourself. Just get close to Zhao Mumu. It’s best if you can act in her name.”

Carrot froze, unable to process what she had just heard.

Fu Suihe didn’t care about her confusion. She issued the task directly. “Tonight, invite Ji Yanwan to the small bridge for moon viewing using Zhao Mumu’s name.”

Originally, Fu Suihe had planned to kill Ji Yanwan with her own hands. But her main revenge had not yet been carried out, and she couldn’t afford to take the risk. So she would have to let someone else do it.

If she used Zhao Mumu’s name to lure Ji Yanwan out and then drowned her in the waters of Wuzhen, the Ji family would only trace the blame back to the Zhao family.

At first, Fu Suihe had thought about sparing Ji Yanwan’s life after her revenge was complete. But Ji Yanwan had become uncontrollable. A piece that couldn’t be controlled was dangerous. The only safe move was to eliminate her.

Carrot didn’t respond for a long time. Ji Yanwan was the wolf king, and Fu Suihe was a fox with terrifying cultivation. Now she, a small rabbit, was being forced by a fox to help kill the wolf king.

No matter how she looked at it, it didn’t seem like a deal worth making, especially if Zhao Mumu got caught in the middle.

Though Carrot agreed on the surface, her thoughts were spinning wildly beneath.

The film crew was starting to wake up. Voices could be heard from downstairs. Fu Suihe glanced at her phone. Ji Yanwan should be returning soon.

She shoved Carrot out of the room, rubbed her hair tiredly, and laid back down in bed.

So when Ji Yanwan opened the door, the person on the bed appeared to be peacefully asleep. Her long lashes cast soft shadows under her eyes, and her pale face looked fragile in the morning light.

Ji Yanwan paused with her hand still on the doorknob. Her movements slowed instinctively.

She didn’t know why, but the moment she saw Fu Suihe, the firm resolve she had clung to began to waver again. It felt like something she couldn’t resist—like she couldn’t help but want to care.

Sensing the gaze on her, Fu Suihe stirred uncomfortably, murmured something incoherent, and slowly sat up.

When she saw the person standing in the doorway, the woman who had just “woken up” froze for a moment. Then she shrank back slightly, staring pitifully at Ji Yanwan.

Their eyes met, but neither said a word.

Ji Yanwan knew exactly why she looked so scared. After all, her behavior at last night’s banquet had been inexcusable. It was only natural for Fu Suihe to be afraid. In fact, it would be better if she feared her enough to stay away.

Fu Suihe noticed her hesitation and the lack of further action. Internally, she scoffed, but on the surface, she continued to look helpless and vulnerable.

“It’s late. Time to get up,” Ji Yanwan said as she shut the door and turned on the light.

The soft glow from the lamp chased away the gray shadows spilling in through the window. Ji Yanwan didn’t approach. Instead, she turned her back and began changing clothes.

Just as she pulled off her jacket, a warm body leaned against her from behind.

Slender hands wrapped around her waist, and Fu Suihe pressed her face gently against Ji Yanwan’s back. In a soft voice, she whispered, “Don’t be so mean to me, sister.”

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