The Devil's Contract Lover - Chapter 27

“Don’t worry, this kind of inferior magic device can only trap me for 10 days at most, and there’s another fellow next to me who can share the sealing power.”

Yao Yuan quickly stepped in front of the blonde: compared to a seriously wounded person lying in a small sphere, rotting away like a dead body, it would be better if Xing kong was sealed for ten days or half a month longer.

However, the Devil seemed completely oblivious to her action, reaching out a hand and pressing it onto the newly drawn hexagram array.

“See you in a few days.” Xing kong’s color became fainter and fainter. She retrieved a key from the void and tossed it to Yao Yuan—it was the key to their new house: “Lock the door well. Don’t go out before I return.”

“Okay.” Yao Yuan quickly agreed, but when she looked up, Xing kong’s figure was already gone. The mycelium surging on the floor also disappeared, leaving only a small metal sphere on the ground.

This is not over. An intuition whispered in her ear—the divine artifact was only temporarily forced back by the sealing power.

Turning her head, the blonde woman lay motionless in the corner, her blood already clotted.

Oh no, should I call 911 now?

“Hey, are you still conscious? Where are your colleagues?” She quickly squatted down, not daring to touch or move the woman carelessly.

She only stared for a few tens of seconds, no more than two minutes, and she could see the bleeding from the face, lips, and head had stopped. This person’s wound healing speed is truly fast.

The hand that originally intended to dial 911 suddenly paused: What if the strange healing ability frightens the doctors, leading to her being sent to a laboratory for dissection?

Since gods and devils exist, human experimentation laboratories might also exist. Being vivisected would be much worse than dying instantly.

She cautiously lifted the woman’s fractured arm. The arm bone was not merely fractured; it was completely twisted off in the middle.

I can’t bear to see you hurt. That sentence might not have been a lie… No, don’t develop Stockholm Syndrome!

Yao Yuan shook her head to focus, attempting to align the woman’s forearm and upper arm, slowly pushing them back together. An unbelievable thing happened: although she couldn’t see inside, she could definitely feel something growing and connecting while holding the arm.

No wonder they dared to pursue ghosts and spirits in a group—it seems none of them are normal humans.

She squatted there, waiting for the woman to slowly heal. The rain outside the teaching building was getting lighter. By the time the person on the ground was almost free of external injuries, the rain had stopped completely.

Almost at the exact moment the rain stopped, the sounds of the human world returned to her ears. The elevator, which should have been shattered, suddenly operated normally, and students walked out, laughing and talking.

Yao Yuan tried to help the person on the ground walk out—that was her initial thought, but the blonde was simply too heavy!

“Wake up, are you better now?” She frantically slapped the blonde’s face. If she didn’t wake up soon, she might really be caught and vivisected by others.

The blonde fluttered her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes.

“That’s great, you’re awake! Where are your colleagues? Are they outside? If they are outside, you can walk by yourself now.”

The woman hummed in response, her eyes completely devoid of spirit.

Yao Yuan quietly tried to persuade her: “Don’t be discouraged by Xing kong’s power; she’s not human.”

After a long while, she heard no reply. She suddenly had a bad feeling. Could this person have been hit so hard she’s become stupid?

“Look, what number is this?” She held up one hand, spreading three fingers apart. The blonde just stared intently at her palm, her mouth slightly open, unable to utter a single word.

Heavens, it looks like she really has lost her mind!

Since she was mentally incapacitated, they definitely couldn’t take the bus home.

“Yo, little girl, is your classmate okay?” The taxi driver kindly helped Yao Yuan assist the blonde into the car.

“She’s fine, she just overworked herself rushing assignments~” “You’ve worked hard, too.” The driver hit the gas, and the car immediately started moving.

As the taxi drove, Yao Yuan finally leaned comfortably against the seat back, contemplating what to do next.

The blonde had been struck senseless. Whether it was to prevent her from being dissected, or to prevent herself from being beaten black and blue by the blonde’s colleagues, she absolutely couldn’t expose the truth before Xing kong emerged!

She touched her sling bag. Poor Xing kong was stuffed into the metal sphere, now like a Pokémon in a Poké Ball.

And then there’s the safety issue. Having narrowly escaped death, and repeatedly encountering bad luck, she absolutely must not die in the next few days.

Anyone who signs a contract with a devil is probably bound to go to hell after death. Even if she doesn’t fall into the devil’s hands, she doesn’t want to bathe in hell’s lava.

Xing kong was right. After tidying up her things, she should stay in the new house for the next few days.

Soon, the car stopped downstairs at the old residential area. She helped the blonde out.

“Do you need me to help you take her inside?” The kind-hearted driver uncle asked.

“No need, our place is just nearby. You should hurry and take your next fare, so I don’t delay you from earning money.”

“Alright!” The car gradually drove away.

Yao Yuan helped the blonde up to the stairs, then suddenly remembered she could ask Big Orange about the sphere.

She left the blonde on the steps, took out her phone, snapped a photo of the sphere, and then opened the chat app.

No, what if this sphere is some kind of super-rare magical item? How would I explain it to Big Orange?

She paused, only asking in the chat window: Big Orange, Big Orange, do you know of any organizations that specialize in investigating supernatural incidents like us, such as the people we saw near the hotel that day?

There was no immediate reply from the other side.

“Meow!” The cat’s cry was sharp.

Yao Yuan was startled, and the sphere she was holding in her hand slipped to the ground. She quickly squatted down to pick it up, but the cat was much faster than her.

The skinny black cat, begging for food, probably mistook the sphere for candy offered by a friendly biped, and gulp, swallowed it whole.

“Meow?” The black cat looked innocently at the utterly terrified biped.

“Xing kong—don’t die, Xing kong!” Yao Yuan wailed, pinching the scruff of the kitten’s neck.

What should she do now? She didn’t want to cut open the kitten’s belly to retrieve the sphere. The Devil’s life is a life, and the kitten’s life is also a life.

On the bright side, even if Xing kong must leave the cat’s belly to unseal herself, a cat’s lifespan is only a dozen years, so I can live a bit longer. On the dark side, when Xing kong comes out, will this poor little cat be burst open? That’s actually possible… the Devil wouldn’t hesitate to break people’s limbs!

The right hand holding the kitten suddenly felt heavy.

Knock, knock, knock. It was finally Yao Yuan’s turn to knock on the apartment door. She supported the dazed blonde with her left hand and clutched the innocent kitten with her right, so she had to use her forehead to knock.

“Coming.” Zou Wenli next door had indeed stayed there all night. She was startled by Yao Yuan at the door: “This is… where is your girlfriend?”

“Xing kong won’t be back for a few days; the band has something going on.” Yao Yuan casually glossed over it: “This is someone from her band. I’m just gathering a few things and going to stay at a hotel.”

Yao Yuan was preoccupied with the thought of feeding the kitten well for the next few days, so she didn’t notice Zou Wenli’s suddenly dark gaze. She only felt a chill down her spine.

As Yao Yuan bent down to organize some necessary items into her rolling suitcase, Zou Wenli asked: “When will your girlfriend be back?”

“About half a month.”

“Is the blonde friend sick?”

“No, she just drank too much. Don’t worry about her.”

“Oh.” Zou Wenli patted her skirt: “You’re going to lock your door, right? Then I’ll head back now.”

Yao Yuan didn’t suspect anything and nodded in agreement. It took her a while to organize her things, lift the rolling suitcase, hug the cat, and call for the blonde to follow.

She reached the street corner, had the blonde steady the suitcase, and was holding the cat in one arm and her phone in the other, trying to hail a cab directly to the new house.

Just then, someone ran up to her, crashing into her with a clang.

Her hand slipped, and the kitten fell out of her arms.

Free from Yao Yuan’s grasp, the kitten immediately scrambled away, running into the alley.

“Come back here! Xing kong—don’t run!” Yao Yuan lifted her skirt and chased after the cat, darting into the alley with it.

Thud! A heavy blow landed on the back of her head, and the world immediately turned black.