Chapter 535: Special Tutoring 3

Ye Wenxin put down her pen one hour later, feeling completely drained. The kitsune began to examine the test paper, her brow furrowed. At a glance, Ye Wenxin knew she got all the questions right and was relieved.

“Mm, all correct.” The kitsune appeared disappointed that Ye Wenxin had answered every question right. Seeing that the tutoring session had ended just like that, Ye Wenxin thought she could return to normalcy by the end of the day. But then the kitsune silently pulled out a second test paper. “Let’s keep going.”

For a brief moment, Ye Wenxin almost unleashed Flower Burial to blast off the kitsune’s head. However, she managed to hold back. She had thought the other test paper wouldn’t be so brutal, but the questions were even more difficult. One hour passed before she even had a chance to put down her brush.

When the time was up, the kitsune took the test paper and began to list the number of mistakes Ye Wenxin had made.

“One… five… ten mistakes. These should all be current events. Why are you so ignorant?” The kitsune pointed out that this test paper contained questions about current affairs, including several related to Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng.

However, Ye Wenxin had no knowledge of these trivial matters at all. During the early stage of running away, she focused on alchemy. Mid-stage, she had been diligently studying the Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles. By the later stage, she had inherited Celestial Master Zhong’s memories, which threw her into various supernatural incidents. She had no time to concern herself with such trivial matters.

“If it’s about what happened to Yangzhou City recently, I would know.”

The kitsune chuckled. “Our academy’s curriculum is more focused on the dynasty. Since most people cannot cultivate, it’s enough to have a general understanding of matters related to cultivators.” As the kitsune explained the academy’s teaching philosophy, Ye Wenxin nodded to indicate she understood.

But as a cultivator, she had no desire to know about the loves and hates of the common populace. Because they lived for too long, Ye Wenxin didn’t dare to invest her feelings. Once she fell in, it would ultimately be her heart that got hurt.

There was a moment of silence between them until the kitsune broke it first. “Well then, time to accept your punishment.” Her eyes narrowed as she smiled, shining as brightly as the moonlight. It was unfair, Ye Wenxin thought, and she also sensed danger. But before she could escape, the kitsune lunged at her, pinning her to the floor.

It was invasive, playful, and tinged with a little wickedness.

“Miss, I’m still a child.” Ye Wenxin continued to shamelessly play her part, pretending to be a thirteen-year-old girl despite being an auntie over fifty.

“Your age doesn’t matter for my punishment.” The kitsune smiled mysteriously before she began to trace the contours of Ye Wenxin’s face. Her touch was very gentle, but Ye Wenxin was not used to being so passive. She struggled a few times, but the kitsune used one hand to restrain her wrists while the other hand started to untie her garment.

Confusion and bewilderment filled Ye Wenxin’s eyes. There was something wrong with this scenario. How could a kitsune obsessed with men be so easily affected by her peach blossom luck? So, she calmly watched the kitsune’s performance, curious as to what this so-called painless yet unforgettable experience was all about.

The kitsune parted her robe, revealing Ye Wenxin, resembling a vibrant flower beneath. She continued to smile seductively with a burning gaze, and then said, “This is what you asked for in exchange, something painless but unforgettable.”

Ye Wenxin nodded, but she would never have agreed if she had known this painless yet unforgettable experience was so humiliating. She had been feeling pent-up recently. Without Ghost Mother at her convenience and with Sword Ghost’s non-aggressive nature, it failed to ignite her passion.

As for Fairy Fengya, every time Ye Wenxin saw her, she was reminded of Wen Susu’s words. It made her want to keep as far away as possible.

Seeing the kitsune making an expression that suggested she wanted to ‘eat’ her, Ye Wenxin pondered whether to enjoy it or to resist.

But the kitsune had made her move. She gently opened Ye Wenxin’s collar and left a hickey on her shoulder.

The bright red mark accentuated her fair skin. It looked as lovely as a strawberry¹ while also tainted with shame.

“You got ten questions wrong earlier, so I will punish you ten times,” the kitsune explained. Ye Wenxin watched as more and more red marks appeared on her body. They truly didn’t hurt, but were far too unforgettable, as if branding her soul.

She kissed with great passion, even allowing her fox instincts to take over as she licked Ye Wenxin’s skin a few times. To Ye Wenxin, this person seemed more like a dog than a fox.

She continued to struggle, putting on a performance for the kitsune’s efforts. Ten hickeys soon appeared, and the kitsune’s eyes glinted with want. She lowered her mouth, aiming for Ye Wenxin’s delicate little bun.

“Miss, don’t.” Ye Wenxin felt impending danger. She remembered that demons acted according to their instincts and tended to become frisky. Perhaps after a long time of getting no action, the kitsune had chosen a cute child like her.

Ye Wenxin felt reassured at this thought. She noticed the kitsune’s eyes clearing up, and after an awkward moment, she got up and said, “The punishment is over. Let’s continue our studies.”

Ye Wenxin internally wailed, wanting to escape this place, but it seemed impossible. Instead, she gritted her teeth and continued to study current events, trying to fill in her shallow impressions of the major dynasties.

Of course, the representative figure of the Golden Age Dynasty, Long Qingyue, also came up. The kitsune displayed admiration, seemingly in favor of Long Qingyue’s deeds.

Ye Wenxin couldn’t suppress the pride blooming in her chest. Even though Long Qingyue was full of flaws, when it came to the Golden Age Dynasty, the Emperor seemed more like a decoration in comparison. Long Qingyue was the true jewel of the dynasty, a figure that other dynasties feared.

“If possible, I would like to see the Eldest Princess.” The kitsune sighed. The earlier awkwardness between them seemed to vanish as if it had never happened, and Ye Wenxin had merely gotten some mosquito bites.

“Miss, doesn’t the academy allow you to go out?” Ye Wenxin raised a new question. She was curious why the kitsune and Wen Susu, the Heavenly Book, despite not being weak, willingly stayed in this small city.

The kitsune gave a bitter smile. “Circumstances keep me from leaving Liu City. Otherwise, I would have already gone to glimpse the Eldest princess and Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng.”

Hearing her name mentioned alongside Long Qingyue somehow felt off. She hadn’t kept track of Long Qingyue’s movements for over half a year.

She had the nagging feeling that Long Qingyue, having grown impatient, might unilaterally announce to everyone that she and Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng were an item.

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Footnotes:

1. 1. Strawberry is also Chinese slang for hickey. ↩︎