Chapter 15: Tsk, Where Are Your Hands Wandering?

A Shang: “???”

“What are you talking about?” A Shang was utterly confused. Why was he suddenly asking her to take contraceptive pills?

Xie Hengyu paused for a moment, his voice devoid of emotion. “The demonic energy on you is about to overflow.”

Looking at the excessively beautiful face of the young girl before him, he couldn’t help but recall the scene from earlier—a satisfied demon lying leisurely on the ground, while the girl beside it was thoroughly tainted with its aura.

It was—disgusting!

The grip on the medicine bottle in Xie Hengyu’s hand tightened abruptly. He had thought that after she fell off the cliff, she had done what she had to in order to survive. What happened wasn’t her fault, which was why he had personally made these contraceptive pills to ensure they wouldn’t harm her body.

But he never expected her to refuse to take them. Did she actually want to bear the child of that demon?

Seeing Xie Hengyu’s increasingly icy gaze, A Shang recalled his earlier words. Demonic energy? Was the demonic energy on her really that strong?

Could it be because of her contract with Wu Zhu?

Suddenly, A Shang understood. He must have thought that the demonic energy on her was the result of some unspeakable act with Wu Zhu.

“You’ve misunderstood—”

“Shang Shang!” Just as A Shang was about to explain to Xie Hengyu that nothing inappropriate had happened between her and Wu Zhu, Wu Zhu’s voice suddenly rang out from outside, interrupting her.

A Shang turned toward the source of the sound and saw Wu Zhu poking most of his head out from a nearby bush. A few strands of foxtail grass were stuck to his head, making him look rather disheveled.

When Wu Zhu saw that A Shang had noticed him, he quickly waved at her. He had finally found her, never expecting the sect to be so vast.

Wu Zhu was about to tell A Shang that he was starving when a sword aura filled with killing intent suddenly shot toward him.

Wu Zhu stumbled back a few steps in disarray. If he hadn’t moved quickly, he would have been injured today.

Xie Hengyu hadn’t expected this demon to be so bold as to openly appear on Yujie Peak.

“You’ve misunderstood. Nothing happened between me and Wu Zhu,” A Shang explained, seeing that Xie Hengyu was about to take action. “After I fell into the Ten Thousand Spirit Valley, he saved me. Later, he wanted to leave and offered to become my contracted spirit, acknowledging me as his master and obeying my commands. The demonic energy on me is probably due to the contract with him.”

“Contracted spirit?” Xie Hengyu paused, his brow furrowing.

The next second, A Shang heard Xie Hengyu say coldly, “Break it.”

Wu Zhu, chewing on a half-eaten foxtail grass, decided to stir the pot. “If the contract is broken and no one controls me, I might just wreak havoc in the mortal world~ Ouch—”

As soon as Wu Zhu finished speaking, a silver-white whip wrapped around his ankle, and he was flung into the air, left dangling upside down.

It was unclear where Wu Zhu had stolen a set of the Immortal Sect’s disciple robes, but now, wearing them with his bright red hair, he looked rather ridiculous.

“Let him down,” A Shang said, grabbing Xie Hengyu’s hand and looking at Wu Zhu, who was hanging in mid-air and shouting incessantly. “If you don’t like him being here, I’ll just make him leave.”

Hearing A Shang’s words, Xie Hengyu stared into her eyes, his gaze deep and unreadable, as if pondering something.

In the next moment, A Shang heard Wu Zhu let out a scream from not far away, and then his entire body was flung out of Yujie Peak.

A Shang: “…”

Xie Hengyu retracted the whip and, before turning to leave, said to A Shang, “One hour.”

What did he mean by one hour?

It wasn’t until she saw the two puppets standing nearby gesturing for her to enter the cold pool that A Shang understood Xie Hengyu’s words. He meant for her to soak in the cold pool for one hour.

A Shang knew that the cold pool had healing properties, so after Xie Hengyu left, she didn’t hesitate. She removed her clothes and stepped into the pool.

Although the cold pool could heal wounds, it lived up to its name—it was freezing.

A Shang had only been soaking for a short while before she couldn’t help but shiver. However, for the sake of her wounds, she gritted her teeth and endured it.

After enduring for half an hour, she couldn’t take it anymore. Trembling, she swam to the shore, planning to take a short break.

Just as she sat on the shore catching her breath, Xie Hengyu’s cool voice suddenly came from behind a nearby curtain: “It hasn’t been an hour yet.”

A Shang was startled by his sudden voice. Had he not left?

Suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, A Shang gritted her teeth and returned to the cold pool to continue soaking.

By the time A Shang had soaked for the full hour and emerged from the cold pool, she was trembling uncontrollably. She clutched her clothes tightly, trying to draw some warmth from them.

Xie Hengyu’s gaze shifted from the book in his hands to A Shang as she walked in.

The young girl’s face was pale, and even wrapped in clothes, she was shivering. Frost had even formed on her eyelashes and hair.

Seeing her like this, Xie Hengyu was momentarily stunned. He had long grown accustomed to the cold pool and didn’t find it particularly chilling.

But he had forgotten that for A Shang, this was her first time soaking in the cold pool, and it would undoubtedly feel unbearably cold to her.

“It was my oversight,” Xie Hengyu said, his tone unusually tinged with apology. He reached out and grasped A Shang’s wrist, transferring some spiritual energy into her. “The cold energy of the pool is not ordinary. You’ll need to endure it for a while.”

Warm spiritual energy flowed through her meridians, and A Shang finally felt her frozen body gradually regain sensation.

After some time, the frost in her hair melted into water, and then A Shang felt a warmth in her hair. She realized Xie Hengyu was using his spiritual energy to dry it.

“Feeling better?” The man’s deep voice sounded close to her ear. He was standing very near, his warm breath lightly brushing against her ear. A Shang instinctively nodded. “Much better.”

Only after she spoke did her mind clear. Looking at Xie Hengyu’s hand still holding her wrist, she suddenly realized how close they were.

With one hand holding her wrist to transfer spiritual energy and the other wrapped around her waist, he had her completely encircled in his embrace.

After A Shang realized how intimate their current position was, Xie Hengyu also became aware that he was holding her in his arms.

He didn’t know if it was the love curse in his body acting up or if the scent of the girl was simply too alluring. Staring at the crown of her head, he suddenly recalled the chaotic night.

The pink-and-white fox ears on her head swaying with his movements, and the beautiful fox tail wrapped around his waist, trying to lessen his intensity.

Xie Hengyu had never thought he would have any particular likes or preferences. But that night, he clearly realized that he did have something he liked—perhaps even more than he had ever imagined.

It must be the love curse playing tricks on him again, he thought.

Then, as A Shang tried to move away, the hand around her waist tightened, pulling her back.