A long time ago, how long ago?
Sang Dai’s head was dizzy.
The cave they were in had collapsed, and the little fox lying on her, clearly with a flushed face and eyes full of desire and love, but that face gradually shattered. She gradually couldn’t see clearly and couldn’t feel the pleasure in her body.
The osmanthus seal in her sea of consciousness gradually emerged, and golden spiritual power surged out from it.
“Dai Dai…”
Sang Dai responded in a daze: “I’m here…”
But that voice kept calling her: “Dai Dai…”
“Su Xuan, I’m here, I’m here…”
Su Xuan’s face completely disappeared, replaced by another face, worn and haggard.
“Dai Dai, the ice chamber is too cold, let me stay with you forever.”
Cold tears fell on Sang Dai’s face, and from this angle, it seemed like she was lying in his arms.
Sang Dai was a bit confused. She was clearly in the heat period with Su Xuan, and he was clearly very happy, always entangling with her. Why was he crying?
She helplessly reached out to touch his face, but as soon as her hand touched his side face…
He shattered.
The tearful face in front of her turned into flying smoke.
“Dai Dai?”
A person gently called her by the ear.
Sang Dai blinked, raised her head stiffly, and only then realized she was being held up, sitting in Su Xuan’s arms.
The little fox didn’t do anything else, just quietly held her and gently patted her back: “Nightmare, Dai Dai?”
She had only seen that fragment of a scene before Su Xuan woke her up.
Sang Dai suddenly came to her senses, her throat dry. Looking at the face in front of her, it was the same as the memory fragment she had just seen in the sea of consciousness, but it lacked some emotion.
What emotion was missing?
Sang Dai tried to recall, and could only come to the conclusion—
Despair.
The current Su Xuan was full of joy because he had married the person he loved. These days, his ease and joy were something Sang Dai could truly feel.
But the Su Xuan she had just seen was the same as the Su Xuan she had seen before.
It was as if all his vitality had been drained, leaving only a shell of a body.
Sang Dai suddenly hugged him tightly: “Su Xuan…”
Su Xuan froze for a moment, then quickly responded by hugging the sword cultivator: “Dai Dai, I’m here, what’s wrong?”
Sang Dai’s gaze was hollow. Although she was looking at the Hellfire ball beside the main bed, her eyes had no focus.
What exactly did the Weisheng family seal show her?
“Su Xuan, I saw it again…”
The little fox’s passion surged again. Realizing midway that the sword cultivator beneath him was acting strangely, he stopped and hugged her gently to comfort her. His head hurt badly, but he still forced himself to hold on and comfort her first.
“What’s wrong?” Su Xuan nuzzled her cheek. “Dai Dai, what did you see?”
“…You.”
Su Xuan suddenly fell silent.
Sang Dai kept saying, “I saw it several times, twice in Linglong Town. I saw what you looked like after I died. It was the Weisheng family seal, the Weisheng family seal showed me. I… why do I always see you, Su Xuan? What are those things?”
Her words were incoherent, as if she had lost her composure.
It was clearly the ending from the original book, but those events had already been changed. The book wrote it one way, but things hadn’t followed the book’s development. Why were those scenes so real and clear?
Why did the Weisheng family want her to see these? Why couldn’t she see them before, but now she could?
Sang Dai was very anxious. She couldn’t put into words how she felt. Her heart was beating so fast, and she vaguely sensed that some things might not be as simple as she thought. She seemed to have forgotten some very important things, and the Weisheng family seal needed her to remember those things.
Why did it suddenly appear to her?
What was the reason?
Su Xuan kissed her ear. He gently kissed her earlobe.
“Dai Dai, no matter what you saw, I’m here with you now, and that’s enough.”
Sang Dai slightly turned her gaze and looked at him. “Su Xuan… I just feel that things aren’t as simple as they seem. What exactly is hidden in the Weisheng family seal?”
It was the Weisheng family seal that awakened Su Xuan, who had been in closed-door cultivation. Su Xuan came to save Sang Dai, altering her old fate, and the new fate soon followed.
It was also the Weisheng family seal that showed her those memories. She felt like an observer, watching Ying Heng being surrounded and killed, watching Su Xuan despair and entangle himself, both of the people most important to her reaching the brink of destruction, making her realize her own path.
The little fox stroked her hair and leaned in to kiss her lips.
Their lips intertwined. He kissed her gently, removing the pressure from the past days, no desire, only pure tenderness, understanding Sang Dai’s current fear.
“Dai Dai, don’t worry.” Su Xuan wrapped Sang Dai’s arms around his neck and coiled his tail around her waist. “Everything will be fine, my dear.”
Sang Dai suddenly had a guess and moved away from his kiss.
“Dai Dai?”
She helplessly said, “Su Xuan… I think I figured something out…”
Su Xuan cautiously asked, “What is it?”
Sang Dai spoke to herself, “Snow Owl said that the Weisheng family would help me become the strongest cultivator in the Four Realms. Snow Owl also gave me his heart, giving me the purest Guixu spiritual energy from the Great Wild era. Snow Owl also said that when I became stronger, some things would gradually become clear.”
“And I could see those images, I could activate the Weisheng family seal after entering the Grand Ascension stage. Before that, I had never felt the presence of the Weisheng seal. When I crossed the Thunder Tribulation, the Weisheng seal suddenly appeared, helping me establish my Dao heart.”
Su Xuan, understanding her well, quickly grasped her meaning: “What Dai Dai means is that the stronger you become, the more you can sense the Weisheng seal. It has many things it wants to tell you, but it can’t tell you everything. You have to become stronger to unlock the restrictions that seal its contents.”
Sang Dai suddenly climbed onto his waist, lifted her waist and signaled him. “Su Xuan, I have the Guixu spiritual energy that Snow Owl gave me. Let’s use it for dual cultivation.”
“No, that’s what Snow Owl left for you, for life-saving purposes at critical moments. It can’t be used for dual cultivation with me.”
“Su Xuan, that’s Guixu spiritual energy, the Guixu spiritual energy from the Great Wild era. If we use it for dual cultivation, our cultivation speed will increase by leaps and bounds. Now is its time to be used. Su Xuan, please help me.”
The Twin Soul Contract bound their souls together. Both of them had awakened Heaven-grade spiritual roots, and dual cultivation was an excellent method for them. For cultivators of the same realm, their cultivation speed would be faster.
Especially—
Sang Dai had the purest Guixu spiritual energy.
That was the Guixu spiritual energy stored in Snow Owl’s heart for ten thousand years, untainted by the Four Sufferings.
The little fox was still stunned, not moving, while Sang Dai lay on the bed, pulling him over.
“Su Xuan, the one just now isn’t over yet.”
She urgently wanted to confirm that the person beside her was still there. After Su Xuan’s heat period ended, they could go see Ying Heng. Both of the two most important people to Sang Dai would be fine.
Sang Dai reached down, and Su Xuan grunted, the tension in his body gradually unraveling.
“Coming or not?”
Her words were obvious; with a mere beckon, Su Xuan would pounce without hesitation. Not to mention that the Nine-Tailed Fox clan’s heat period hadn’t ended yet.
The little sword cultivator had completely ignited his anger.
“Dai Dai, don’t eat today.”
The little fox held her waist, his gaze intense as he looked at Sang Dai, whose face was flushed with embarrassment. With the earlier connection, their bodies became one, and the feeling of unity made their presence incredibly clear. They were still there for each other, not separated by life and death.
Sang Dai’s delicate brows furrowed slightly. She was too shy and reserved, and her inexperience made it hard for her to handle him. Especially the difference in their physical sizes made it difficult for her to adjust.
Su Xuan kissed her cheek gently, his voice soft. “Dai Dai, what’s wrong?”
“Slow down,” Sang Dai held his neck tightly. “Su Xuan, don’t be too rough.”
“Alright, don’t worry.”
His voice was calm and reassuring.
The bed was covered with soft, luxurious quilts, and Sang Dai didn’t feel discomfort even as her back pressed against the smooth satin. Su Xuan’s silver hair cascaded down, brushing against her body with every movement, the sensation light and ticklish on her skin.
At this moment, he was gentle, giving them both more time to savor the experience. Sang Dai could feel every movement of the little fox. Her breath became quicker, and her gaze became more dazed as she looked at his face, which was full of vitality and confidence.
The Beast Realm was well-managed under his leadership. He had married the woman he loved, and everything in his life was perfect. He had no trace of the despair that Sang Dai had seen before.
It seemed like everything was indeed improving. She had found her way, Su Xuan was alive and well, and she was still by their side.
Sang Dai kept her composure, using the dual cultivation technique Su Xuan had taught her to transfer spiritual energy. Their powers intertwined.
Her voice became breathless, and sweat beaded on her skin. The fire of karma in the cave seemed to burn hotter, but she felt at ease despite the heat.
The little fox had changed too.
The sword cultivator’s body opened more, and Su Xuan’s movements became more relaxed. At the same time, the overwhelming feeling began to erode his already fragile resolve. Each sound from Sang Dai seemed to strike his heart, and the feeling of her softness and acceptance was something he had never dared to dream of.
He had promised to take things slow, but now he couldn’t hold back. His suppressed desires from over a hundred years had exploded, and in just ten days, Su Xuan had nearly lost his reason several times. The Hellfire nearly harmed the sword cultivator.
Sang Dai arched her neck, calling out in discomfort. Su Xuan’s dazed mind cleared for a moment, and he quickly took out a Frostguard Pill from his bag and pressed it to her lips, transferring its cooling effect to ease her.
He himself ate over a dozen Purple Yin Pills in one breath, extinguishing the Hellfire and lowering the temperature of his body significantly. He began to enjoy his delicious little pastry.
The flickering flames in the Hellfire balls hanging on the walls of the cave made Sang Dai dizzy, gradually blurring. The little fox was especially fierce, and Sang Dai didn’t dare to look into his eyes, only closing her eyes to gasp for air.
Every day, Sang Dai only had three short hours to sleep. The rest of the time, either he was pinning her down to work, or the little fox was holding her, whispering sweet words.
“Dai Dai is so tight, Dai Dai is so cute, Dai Dai is so beautiful, Dai Dai, Dai Dai, Dai Dai, Dai Dai.”
“I feel so good, my good little treasure is biting me again, your voice sounds so good, your face is so red, little treasure, did you enjoy it too?”
He had to say these things when he was doing it, and even after it was done, he still had to say them. He would say it with his mouth, and even in his heart. Every day, Sang Dai thought either she’d go deaf or blind, just to stop hearing his words.
This fox is too shameless, a very shameless little fox, with skin that’s way too thick.
Sang Dai covered her eyes to block them, but she still remembered how, with the power of the Guixu energy, the sword cultivator who could kill with a stroke of the blade outside was always bullied into tears in the little fox’s cave.