Author: 年终 / Nian Zhong

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

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Chapter 80: Feeding Agreement

Bai Shuangying was taken aback by the kiss.

He had imagined many possible reactions, but not this. Fang Xiu had clearly said he’d wait until he “liked him a little” before kissing him… He’d been tricked by his human again!

Fang Xiu’s kiss was messy and unruly. They looked like two wild animals nuzzling each other’s mouths. But this time, Fang Xiu’s living soul released a thick wave of essence, far more emotional than before.

That essence flooded into Bai Shuangying’s mouth, gliding along his tongue. Bai Shuangying supported the back of Fang Xiu’s head and gently tasted it.

…The moment the essence entered, it shattered all coherent thought.

It was like a human who’d only gnawed on raw vegetables suddenly tasting honey and hot food for the first time. The flavor was so exquisite that, for a moment, his endless hunger seemed to vanish.

This is mine, Bai Shuangying thought dizzily. All of this is mine.

Only by mustering all his rationality did Bai Shuangying stop himself from devouring the living soul. Instead, he hugged Fang Xiu tighter and greedily savored the essence. His white robe automatically wrapped around Fang Xiu, as if trying to absorb him completely.

Fang Xiu let go of Bai Shuangying’s robe and cupped his face with both hands. His fingers slid into that cool, silky black hair, and amid the wind and snow came the intimate sounds of kissing.

Neither of them wanted to stop.

Thud-thud-thud. Thud-thud-thud. Thud-thud-thud.

From several meters away, faint knocking sounded at the courtyard gate. The little black dog twitched its nose and ears, confusedly looking toward the entrance.

Thud-thud-thud. Thud-thud-thud. Thud-thud-thud.

Thud-thud-thud. Thud-thud-thud. Thud-thud-thud.

The knocking continued rhythmically that it was nearly drowned out by the wind. Dian’er also looked toward the gate. There was no sign of life, whether living or dead.

Strange. Was it the wind?

But never mind that. The suddenly appeared Ghost Immortal was even weirder!

Thud-thud-thud. Thud-thud-thud. Thud-thud-thud.

Thud-thud-thud. Thud-thud-thud. Thud-thud-thud.

Bai Shuangying involuntarily turned his head toward the gate, but before he could investigate, Fang Xiu yanked him back and kissed him again.

That delicious essence was like a venomous drug, drowning his senses once more. Bai Shuangying withdrew his gaze and sank back into indulgence.

The knocking faded away, but the kiss continued.

At first, the little dog still wagged its tail at their feet. But seeing that the two weren’t separating, it lay down in the snow and let out a huge yawn.

Dian’er: “…”

Well, a seductive ghost is a seductive ghost. This is normal.

The paper figure had somehow earned credit for cultivating a ghost immortal and felt immensely satisfied. Maybe Lady A’Shou would overlook its dereliction. And with future flattery toward Fang Xiu, how could it disturb such a moment?

Half an incense stick of time passed.

Fang Xiu’s cheeks and ears were flushed bright red, his neck following suit. In the cold wind, steam rose from his entire body.

Even panting and with swollen lips, he kissed the seductive ghost again and again.

At their feet, the little dog was happily rolling around in the snow.

It was delighting in its newly acquired intelligence. It had learned to reveal its true form and had even generated its own body heat.

Dian’er: “…………”

Nope… This can’t continue. The atmosphere was getting dangerous… If no one stepped in, the two might end up “frolicking” in the snow for real!

Fang Xiu was a fine young man. How could he be so defenseless against temptation?

It gave two deliberately light coughs.

Fang Xiu pretended not to hear. Gasping for breath, he clutched Bai Shuangying’s hair, still locked in a passionate kiss like a boy experiencing his first taste of desire.

He even adjusted their position, turning Bai Shuangying’s head so the back faced Dian’er. From the paper figure’s perspective, all it could see was Fang Xiu’s arms wrapped around Bai Shuangying.

Dian’er: “………………”

The paper figure activated “Protection from All Evil”, coating Fang Xiu in a faint golden glow. The little black dog perked up, sniffing curiously at the golden light.

“Dispersing calamity, dispelling the E. The ritual is complete. I shall now escort you all back to the Tower—!”

It raised its voice to a volume audible to everyone.

At the familiar yet distant announcement, the TV in the main room went quiet, replaced by voices and footsteps.

Only then did Fang Xiu release Bai Shuangying.

He wiped his lips dazedly, his eyes still clouded with euphoric intoxication. Bai Shuangying, meanwhile, stood frozen in the snow like a sculpture, clearly savoring something.

“Xiao Fang, what’s going on?”

Cheng Songyun opened the window and poked her head into the snowy wind. “Hey, how’d the dog get out?”

After two months, everyone knew the E’s true form, and thus the existence of the invisible dog. They had grown used to its presence, just like they had with Dian’er.

She pretended not to notice Fang Xiu’s overly rosy face.

“…I’m not sure either. Better ask Dian’er.” Fang Xiu played dumb with conviction.

“This dog has successfully ascended. It is now a Ghost Immortal.” Dian’er explained dryly. “It had enough power, just lacked the intelligence. Perhaps it encountered a fortuitous opportunity.”

As for what that opportunity was… It didn’t see!

When it came out, it saw Fang Xiu and his ghost making out like there was no tomorrow. Who knew what kind of stimulation the dog had received?

Generally, for animals to gain that kind of intelligence, there are only two paths: either being chosen and enlightened by a god or absorbing the essence of the sun and moon over time.

This dog had done neither. The paper figure had no idea how to explain it.

Fang Xiu looked up at the swirling snow and thoughtfully said, “So it had an epiphany.”

Dian’er: “?”

“It died on a snowy day like this. Maybe the scene stirred its soul,” Fang Xiu said earnestly, full of nonsense.

As he spoke, the dog was chasing its own tail. It wasn’t exactly the picture of sentient intelligence. It ran too fast, couldn’t brake, and face-planted in the snow.

Dian’er frowned deeply.

What kind of epiphany could that idiot dog have had? Believing a dog had an epiphany made less sense than believing Dian’er was King Yama himself. Yet it did emanate a unique pressure only Ghost Immortals had, and the paper figure couldn’t figure it out.

Bai Shuangying finally came back to his senses. He licked his lips and cast a quiet glance at Dian’er.

Dian’er was still watching the little dog when a subtle twist flashed across its thoughts.

Still, it couldn’t believe… No, wait… this dog is special. There was no precedent. Maybe it really had been affected by the E, absorbing enough spiritual energy from heaven and earth to awaken. It was totally plausible it had an epiphany…

Yes, that must be it.

“It must have had an epiphany.” The paper figure muttered, “The spirit has successfully ascended. The ritual is complete.”

Then it fell silent for a while before pulling out its familiar creepy laugh.

“Ritual—complete—!” Dian’er declared loudly.

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Disaster Relief Tower, Fang Xiu’s room.

Fang Xiu sat curled in the corner of his room, blankly rubbing the dog.

After a long ritual, he made three shocking discoveries:

First, the Disaster Relief Tower was somehow warmer than the courtyard in the human world.

Second, the little black dog clung to him and Bai Shuangying like glue. It even bit his pant leg to follow them through the teleportation. Dian’er tried to invite it “upstairs to talk”, but it absolutely refused to budge.

In the end, Dian’er could only sigh and vanish, saying it would report in first.

Third, he had no idea how to face Bai Shuangying now.

The moment he realized he didn’t need to kill the little black dog, Fang Xiu’s heart clenched, and then exploded into fireworks.

This outcome had never even occurred to him. It was too good, so good he doubted reality… Could he really be this happy?

His brain crashed, and he leaned forward. When he realized what he’d done, he found himself kissing Bai Shuangying.

His whole body was burning; his prized rationality had burnt to ashes. All he knew was the taste of those soft lips, letting that ghostly tongue slip deeper into him, wanting it to go even deeper.

This was a problem.

He had no intention of changing his life plans—but he really, really wanted to kiss his ghost.

He didn’t want to use Bai Shuangying to fulfill a romantic fantasy—but he really, really wanted to kiss his ghost.

He knew evil spirits didn’t have human hearts, knew they had no future—but he really, really wanted to kiss his ghost.

Now he had to think of a solution to this new, unprecedented problem. Hugging the soft little dog, Fang Xiu gave it his best to think.

Bai Shuangying sat down across from him, long hair pooling on the floor. Fang Xiu glanced at him, then quickly looked away.

“Feed me once a day.” Bai Shuangying pressed a cold fingertip to Fang Xiu’s lips.

Fang Xiu: “?”

Bai Shuangying looked completely serious. “You taste too good. Nothing else will satisfy me.”

Caught off guard, Fang Xiu almost agreed on reflex. He stopped himself just in time. “We don’t have much time together. I don’t want to use you as an indulgence…”

“I don’t understand,” Bai Shuangying said, puzzled. “What’s the difference?”

“Huh?”

“Whether we spend eight months together, or eighty years, it’s the same to me,” Bai Shuangying said thoughtfully. “For mortals, life is but a blink. Why get caught up in trivial details?”

Fang Xiu opened his mouth but said nothing.

“Even if I truly understood the human heart, it wouldn’t change anything.”

Bai Shuangying continued, “Just like you once cherished your grandmother, but ‘the time spent was too short’. In the end, it’s just a bit of memory.”

Then, as if sensing something, Bai Shuangying leaned closer, tilting his head. His long hair slid down Fang Xiu’s shoulder.

“I’m willing to remember you,” he whispered in Fang Xiu’s ear.

Fang Xiu took a deep breath and suddenly buried his face in his arms, curling into a ball. Bai Shuangying and the little dog exchanged a glance, both equally confused.

Bai Shuangying poked Fang Xiu’s arm. “?”

“I’m fine. Just… too happy,” Fang Xiu mumbled. “I’ll feed you properly.”

After a pause, he added even more quietly, “…I’m going to love you to my heart’s content.”

That’s not a bad thing at all, Bai Shuangying thought.

For the past two months, with Fang Xiu at his side, he’d barely had time to think about “how to destroy the world”. All he thought about was understanding this human, and breaking his seal.

No wait, it used to be “understanding this human, in order to break his seal”.

There… seemed to be a slight difference…

Just as Bai Shuangying was about to say something, a knock came at the door.

From beyond the door, Dian’er’s said respectfully, “Mr. Fang, Lady A’Shou requests your presence…”

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