They Are Archenemies, But They Have A Child - Chapter 55

Chapter 55: Substitution

“This is the magical artifact I promised you.”

Yun Qingwu’s gaze also fell upon the golden object. Leng Lici’s skin was fair, making the bracelet appear even more radiant.

“It can transform into a sharp blade, or it can be illusioned into a golden shield to withstand a certain amount of damage. Normally, you can wear it as a bracelet; it meets your requirement for ease of carrying.”

Leng Lici looked at the bracelet, his emotions complex. He said stiffly: “Unbind my hands.”

Yun Qingwu complied, separating the intertwined chains.

Leng Lici’s hands regained limited freedom. He reached out and touched the bracelet, remaining silent.

Yun Qingwu turned over, lying flat on the ice surface, and closed his eyes.

A clinking sound arose nearby. Just when he thought Leng Lici might take advantage of the situation, a body that was still warm abruptly pressed down on him.

At the same time, furry fox tails climbed up, binding his four limbs. Sharp teeth scraped against his neck, like an animal marking its possession.

Yun Qingwu didn’t open his eyes, unsure whether to be angry or amused.

He had delivered the opportunity right to Leng Lici’s eyes, yet this half-fox was still entangled in the trivial victory of the moment.

But this thought only flashed briefly, because in the next moment, he had no energy left for introspection, as a surge of pleasure rushed up his coccyx.

Compared to the previous chaotic encounter, he could clearly feel that Leng Lici was much more proficient this time, likely due to his thorough ‘hands-on instruction’ just moments before.

Another fluffy fox tail wrapped downwards. Yun Qingwu shivered all over, letting out a soft moan.

This sound excited Leng Lici’s nerves even further. His breathing, which had just calmed down, became ragged again. He lowered his head and bit Yun Qingwu’s upper lip, his tongue repeatedly grinding against the cupid’s bow, as if it could never be enough.

At one point, Yun Qingwu felt like a dying fish, all his sensitive points stimulated simultaneously. The cool iron chains seared his skin, making his body tremble uncontrollably, as if melting into a pool of water.

Only when their mouths and tongues intertwined could he find a moment to breathe.

The subsided desire surged back even more fiercely. Yun Qingwu instinctively grabbed onto this piece of driftwood, enjoying the pleasure the other person brought him at this moment.

Although the weight on him had been restrained somewhat, it was still far from gentle, but for Yun Qingwu at this moment, these sensations were the most effective stimuli.

They allowed him to confirm the other’s existence and his desire for himself.

“A’Ci…” Yun Qingwu’s breathing was heavy. Even though he could barely form sentences, he still deliberately provoked: “Is this… all the strength you have?”

Leng Lici, who could never tolerate provocation, heard this and used one fox tail to forcefully lift the person halfway up, forcing the one with the tough mouth to cling to him.

“Ugh—”

Yun Qingwu groaned softly. His already fuzzy mind grew even more chaotic from the sudden jolt. At the same time, he felt a scorching heat on his body. He realized what it was… the dual physical and psychological pleasure surged over him like a tide.

“Ecstasy…” He chuckled softly, then murmured: “A’Ci… utter ecstasy…”

“I didn’t realize the Sovereign had such a loose side.” Leng Lici held the person tightly in his arms, the tips of his fox ears flushed pink, yet his mouth refused to show any sign of weakness.

“The feeling is mutual. The Demon Lord is no less eager,” Yun Qingwu retorted, somewhat impatiently nudging Leng Lici’s shoulder with the golden twin horns on his forehead.

This action further ignited the little bit of sanity Leng Lici had left. He lowered his head and licked the right horn on the forehead of the person in his arms. The person immediately trembled and went limp again.

The scent of mint in the ice pool was too strong to dissipate, blending with the salty smell of desire. The waves rolled tirelessly toward the edge of the pool and then returned. In the vast prison, only the sounds of their heavy breathing and the whispered, scandalous murmurings could be heard.

The prison was sunless. No one knew how much time had passed. Yun Qingwu’s consciousness completely blurred. Leng Lici held him, lying sideways on the ice block, intermittently kissing and biting Yun Qingwu’s shoulder hollow. The normally fair and clean area was already covered with circles of teeth marks.

“Yun Qingwu…”

Leng Lici called out softly, his eyes filled with confusion: “What exactly do you mean by this?”

The unconscious person naturally could not answer him.

He held Yun Qingwu for a long time, until his vertical pupils had completely returned to normal. Only then did he release the person in his arms, gently adjusting his body—a rare tenderness—and placing him in the center of the floating ice.

Then, he transformed the golden bracelet into a sharp blade and cut the chains that bound him one by one. He formed a hand seal to restore their disheveled robes to their original state, concealing the intimate marks.

After doing all this, he turned around, took one last look at Yun Qingwu, and then decisively walked out of the barrier. They had once again sealed a temporary companion contract, so the barrier no longer posed an obstacle to him.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away. The person who had been unconscious on the floating ice opened his eyes, silently watching Leng Lici’s rapidly disappearing back.

Yun Qingwu moved his right hand. The broken chains instantly restored to normal, binding his hands to the sides. He had already discerned the seal placed by his Father God on the chains. Only by maintaining this illusion would his Father God not detect the truth of Leng Lici’s escape.

“A’Ci, go. Once you’re gone, don’t get caught again.”

Yun Qingwu closed his eyes and murmured.

…

Leng Lici walked out of the celestial prison and changed his attire. He had expected twists and turns along the way, but it was surprisingly smooth. This hour coincided with the shift change of the patrolling celestial soldiers. Even the few minor gods and immortals who passed by did not notice his presence. He walked almost unimpeded to Jade Gate Street.

At the end of Jade Gate Street was the South Heaven Gate.

Leng Lici quickened his pace. Just then, two rushed God Lords walked out from the South Heaven Gate.

“I heard the Dismemberment punishment will be carried out on that fox demon today. I specifically rushed back today just to witness this gratifying spectacle!”

“Isn’t that right? I hear the fox demon has already been escorted to the execution platform, and the execution is about to begin!”

Now?

Leng Lici felt suspicious. The person who was supposed to be executed was clearly here. What did they mean “escorted”?

He thought no further and headed toward the South Heaven Gate, which was just a short distance away.

Not far away, a heavy bell chimed, the sound echoing throughout the entire Heavenly Realm.

“It’s starting! It’s starting! I need to hurry up!” The God Lord muttered to himself, quickly disappearing down Jade Gate Street.

The vast Jade Gate Street was once again left with only Leng Lici. Just as he was about to leap down from the South Heaven Gate, a piercing pain spread from his heart.

He frowned, trying to endure the strange sensation, but the next moment, an even more violent wave of pain swept over his entire body. The pain was comparable to his soul being torn apart, as if thousands of needles were ripping his spirit to shreds.

His legs buckled. He barely managed to support himself with his bone sword.

At this moment, he finally understood. There was a prisoner being executed on the platform, but that person was not him; it was Yun Qingwu.

Since he had used a trick to capture him, why was he now taking his punishment?

Leng Lici forcibly stood up, looking at the exit just one step away.

He should leave here immediately. That person brought this suffering upon himself. Why should he care?

Go.

He shouldn’t allow himself to be controlled by anyone again.

Go!

Leng Lici, what are you hesitating for?!

If that person died from the Dismemberment punishment today, he would be rid of a major worry, and the meticulously planned schemes of the God Clan would completely collapse. This was a beneficial, risk-free opportunity that would yield tremendous returns for him.

“Ugh—!”

Another wave of soul-tearing pain struck. Leng Lici could keenly sense that the life of the person he was contracted with was rapidly draining away.

“Hey, why aren’t you leaving yet? Do you really want to go back?” The bone sword saw Leng Lici motionless and couldn’t help but urge him.

But there was no reply. The person who had been standing still angrily turned around and leaped up. A black-and-red fox sped toward the execution platform.

Yun Qingwu!

Are you insane? If you’re insane, you should seek treatment. Why must you torment me?!

Leng Lici’s eyes filled with rage, but he nevertheless increased his speed.

On the execution platform, “Leng Lici” lowered his head. His dark robes clung tightly to his body. Red blood dripped ceaselessly from the hem of his clothes. Due to enduring the pain, he had bitten his lower lip, and glaring red emerged from his lips. His face was as pale as paper.

Below the platform, the Celestial Emperor stood at the center of the viewing platform, watching coldly as Yun Chuan, the executioner, once again waved the Scarlet Moon Fan and struck the Thunder Drum. Several lightning strikes instantly fell upon “Leng Lici.”

“Argh—!” A mournful cry echoed around the execution platform.

Even the gods and immortals who came specifically to see the fox demon’s demise felt a shiver of fear.

Yun Chuan’s expression was stern. He administered the punishment to the wicked fox demon as required for the execution. But for some reason, every time he instigated a lightning strike, a pang of fear and an inexplicable sense of sorrow would rise in his heart.

A piercing headache struck again. He gritted his teeth, struggling not to reveal any sign of distress.

Yun Ya stood beside the Celestial Emperor, watching everything on the execution platform. She looked away, unable to bear it. She noticed that Yun Qingwu was absent and couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief.

Her gaze fell on Yun Chuan. Noticing her brother’s discomfort, the brief moment of relief tightened into worry again.

“Ah—!”

With several more lightning strikes, the person on the platform looked disheveled, his eyes half-open. His body drooped limply from exhaustion, and his breathing, which had started heavy, became faintly weak.

Someone below clapped and cheered: “Good! The fox demon has his day now!”

“Well done, Scarlet Flame God Lord! This is immensely satisfying today!”

The Celestial Emperor showed no excessive emotion. He simply stared intently at the two figures on the platform.

All the karma and consequences would come to a complete end today.

Just then, a red figure rushed directly toward the “fox demon” hanging on the execution platform.

The crowd below gasped in astonishment.

“Something just flew past. What was that?”

“It looked like… a fox?”

“No! Isn’t that the fox demon? Why are there two fox demons?”

Yun Chuan, who was performing the execution, paused, a premonition of disaster rising in his heart. He could no longer continue his action.

The Celestial Emperor’s eyes darkened. He waved his hand, striking the Thunder Drum again. Several heavenly bolts of lightning all split toward the two figures.

Leng Lici’s eyes narrowed. He transformed into his human form. Without time to think, he rushed forward, tightly embracing Yun Qingwu, and forcibly took the full force of the heavenly lightning.