Volume 1, Chapter 26 – Top or Bottom? Choose One
The seemingly intimate gesture concealed a lurking danger.
Fox demons are delicate creatures; even the slightest squeeze could shatter them.
Lu Zhuxin's triumphant smile faltered, uncertainty creeping in.
"System! This can't be right?!"
"Is Song Shiyuan's willpower really that strong?!"
"How is she managing to stay composed in the presence of a Mahayana stage fox demon's pheromones?"
"I was so close to success! How did her clever mind suddenly regain control?"
[Isn't she your heroine? Why are you asking me?]
…
Lu Zhuxin locked eyes with Song Shiyuan, feeling the heat radiating from her and the slight tremor in the fingers pressing against her neck.
This girl was far from as calm as she appeared.
Before responding, Lu Zhuxin quickly replayed tonight's events in her mind. Everything seemed flawless.
Relief washed over her.
It was clear: this girl was just bluffing. She wouldn't find any flaws in her act.
The secret of the pure yang mark and the initial estrus period was known only within the fox clan. A righteous sect like the Lingxiao Sword Sect wouldn't bother to uncover the intricacies of fox demon reproduction.
Therefore, Song Shiyuan couldn't possibly know.
Lu Zhuxin curled her lips. "Sister Shiyuan, I'm sorry, but I'm a little unsure why you're asking that."
"These matters are recorded in the classics; anyone who has read the fox clan's texts would know."
Song Shiyuan remained silent, her fingers on Lu Zhuxin's neck tightening slightly.
"Mmm…" Lu Zhuxin frowned. There hadn't been anything suspicious in what she had said, right?
"So, this is truly your first estrus period?" Song Shiyuan pressed.
"Of course!" Lu Zhuxin nodded. She had just transmigrated; everything was a first for her.
"Then… you understand you are experiencing your initial estrus period, right?" Song Shiyuan continued.
Lu Zhuxin's thoughts stumbled. Why was Song Shiyuan emphasizing the initial estrus period?
Did she know about it?
No, that was impossible.
Lu Zhuxin recalled that she hadn't written any interactions between Song Shiyuan and fox demons in the original novel. The only instance was a later scene where she shared a bed with Fox Monarch Ming Zhaoxi and a dozen other women.
There was no way Song Shiyuan could know these details.
This girl was still bluffing the little fox demon.
"Ah Xi knows," Lu Zhuxin replied. "A fox demon's first estrus period is indeed the initial estrus period."
"Then, does the initial estrus period hide some special secret?" Song Shiyuan's eyes sharpened.
Heh…
Lu Zhuxin smirked internally, and outwardly she maintained her innocent smile.
"The initial estrus period means the fox demon's body has matured," she explained. "That means they can transcend racial boundaries, normally bearing children with humans."
"In other words," Lu Zhuxin continued, "Ah Xi can have a baby with a sword practitioner."
This was the truth and it was precisely what Lu Zhuxin aimed for tonight. The real danger of the initial estrus period was the risk of pregnancy.
By stating it plainly, she hoped to minimize any overthinking.
After a brief pause, she added, "If Her Majesty knew Ah Xi was in estrus, she would quickly send her to that Mr. Song, right?"
The little fox demon's expression shifted to one of sincerity, her eyes sparkling with longing.
Song Shiyuan's breath caught at the mention of that name.
Who was this degenerate sword practitioner named Song?
Huff…
Song Shiyuan inhaled deeply, trying to regain her composure. The little fox demon wasn't lying; the touch from her fingertips confirmed that much.
But was she overthinking it? What did she have that could warrant such lengths from these fox demons?
That unsettling feeling… what was it?
Song Shiyuan, what are you so nervous about?
…
Lu Zhuxin observed Song Shiyuan, a sense of satisfaction washing over her. Even if doubts lingered in her mind, she had already laid out the greatest danger of the initial estrus period.
Song Shiyuan loved her conspiracy theories, always pondering if there were hidden motives behind the little fox demon's actions.
Let her think!
The more suspicious and clear-headed Song Shiyuan became, the less likely she was to uncover her true intention. She would never guess that Lu Zhuxin's goals were so simple and direct.
"Sister Shiyuan… Ah Xi wasn't lying…" The little fox demon's hand grasped Song Shiyuan's sleeve, her face painted with a look of grievance.
"If you don't believe me, can you step outside and ask me slowly later?"
Song Shiyuan's gaze fell on the little fox demon, who fidgeted on the bed, her legs pressed together unnaturally.
Her voice trembled, on the verge of tears.
"Ah Xi… Ah Xi can't hold it anymore."
"Wuu~~!"
Her face flushed, fervent desire glimmering in her watery eyes.
Her lips parted slightly, releasing warm, fragrant breaths. In the soft light, hidden behind her rosy lips her pink tongue peeked out.
She was utterly captivating!
Song Shiyuan felt his own suppressed urges surging back to the surface.
Hiss… No, she had lingered in the fox demon's pheromones for far too long, and it was clouding her mind.
Staying rational was becoming a monumental challenge.
The discomfort was unbearable. She craved relief, and the fox demon before her was the only one who could provide it.
Song Shiyuan, enough of this. You can't ask for more than what she's already offered.
The little fox demon had no malice; she had been clear about the potential outcomes.
Her pulse, her breath—it all confirmed she was being truthful.
Either leave! Or do it!
She had laid out the choices clearly.
There was no time left for indecision!
"This little fox demon is still useful to me; I can't afford to alienate her now," Song Shiyuan reminded herself, steeling her resolve. "So, let's just do it."
…
"Sister Shiyuan…"
Lu Zhuxin hugged the quilt tightly, her cheeks flushed as she spoke softly.
"There are two ways to plant the pure yang mark; which one do you prefer?"
"Two?" Song Shiyuan questioned.
"One is from below."
"That method involves a touch under the skirt—it's closest to the fox demon's core. With the right-hand gestures1, it acts quickly and effectively."
The little fox demon buried her face in embarrassment, avoiding Song Shiyuan's gaze.
"But, it's risky. If the Yang energy isn't controlled properly, a shallow mark could easily turn into a deeper one."
The mention of "under the skirt" sent Song Shiyuan's mind racing.
She glanced downward, the realization hitting her like a tidal wave.
Her face flushed crimson. "No, that won't work! Let's choose another method!"
Lu Zhuxin mentally sighed; she hadn't expected to push things this far right away. It might frighten the girl.
She peeked out from the quilt. "The other option is from above."
"Above?"
Song Shiyuan's gaze shifted to the little fox demon's rosy lips.
Lu Zhuxin continued, "This method is slower, takes more time to take effect…"
"And it might feel a bit uncomfortable."
"It will require teeth and tongue."
Song Shiyuan: "??"
The innocent sword practitioner was utterly bewildered, her mind refused to respond.