AWB Chapter 375 Soul Pearl
Chapter 375 Soul Pearl
Chapter 375 Soul Bead
A fairy, a fox, and a tree; peach blossoms, white fungus, and light purple hues.
Each courtyard is a unique scene, a painting in itself, embraced by flowers, lakes, rain, and waterfalls.
A blush of romance graced her delicate face, and tenderness filled her jade-like features.
The fragrance of primroses is intoxicating, and the orchids in the deep valley are refreshing.
The fox tail wrapped around her as she turned over, and Shen Yao and Tu Xiaoxiao's hair became tangled together, forming a loop.
Tu Xiaoxiao propped herself up slightly, her ribbon brushing against Shen Yao's black hair. Shen Yao gasped softly, "Ouch... my hair hurts."
Her voice was soft and sweet, making the fox demon's heart itch.
He lifted the knotted hair with one hand, his fingers lightly tracing the loop: "We are bound together as husband and wife, our love unwavering."
"My wife, shall we leave this knot untied?"
In such an ambiguous moment, Shen Yao directly used her spiritual power to transform into small scissors and cut off their tangled hair with a single snip.
"Here, give it to you."
She used her spiritual power to send the tangled hair to his hand: "Put it away and keep it safe."
Her generosity stunned Tu Xiaoxiao.
His planned follow-up storyline was abruptly cut short.
He wanted to tease her even more, and then, while she was in a daze, make her call him "husband" a few times, followed by a deep kiss and a night of passionate lovemaking...
"Don't you want it?" Shen Yao reminded him, "If you don't want it, I'll burn it."
"Yes." Tu Xiaoxiao hurriedly grabbed the hair knot, and with a thought, she put it into her palm storage space, into a sandalwood box.
As he lowered his gaze, a mischievous idea flashed in his fox-like eyes: "Yaoyao, have you ever heard the story of the tree ghost?"
Telling ghost stories in the dead of night—this was clearly malicious, an attempt to scare her. Shen Yao frowned: "You think I'm afraid of ghosts?"
Tu Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "You're not afraid, but I am. I get scared just thinking about it now. Let's go back to our room."
That's why they say fox spirits are cunning.
Once back in his room, he burrowed under the covers, feigning fear, and asked Fairy to lull him to sleep.
She has high requirements for being put to sleep; holding her won't work, she needs kisses to fall asleep.
His eyes sparkled, revealing his undisguised meaning, and as he kissed her, he tempted the fairy to become greedy.
He took her hand from his shoulder, guided her fingers to lift his chin, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
Despite being in a subordinate position, he spoke in a superior tone, saying, "Call me husband."
After so many years together, even the most clueless blockhead will turn into a seasoned veteran.
Besides, Shen Yao has never been a complete blockhead.
She was perfectly aware of his ulterior motives.
I'm just playing along with him.
We can't let down the play he put so much effort into arranging.
She's her own husband, so she should spoil him.
Ultimately, he was trying to please her.
She pretended to be embarrassed, avoiding his gaze, and called out shyly, "My husband."
After the performance, she pursed her lips tightly, afraid that she would burst into laughter.
The way she turned her face to the side and pursed her lips became, in the fox demon's eyes, proof that she was shy and moved.
Tu Xiaoxiao loves her just the way she is.
At these moments, he could feel that she loved him too, even though she had never said she loved him.
He stood up and kissed her red lips, wanting to be bold and ask her tonight: "Yaoyao...do...do you love me?"
The question, tinged with timidity, reached Shen Yao's ears.
Her mind raced, trying to figure out what was going on.
"Love."
She answered without hesitation, almost immediately following up on his question.
You have to love them. You've been partners for over ten years, you can't help but love them.
Moreover, who wouldn't love such a wonderful demon lord?
Tu Xiaoxiao's timidity vanished completely, and she immediately adopted a spoiled and arrogant attitude, her tone becoming even more forceful: "Call me husband."
Shen Yao readily agreed: "Husband."
Tu Xiaoxiao pressed her advantage: "Scream a few more times."
Shen Yao wrapped her arms around his neck, the silk quilt she was half-draped over her shoulders sliding down to her waist: "Husband, husband, husband..."
The repeated calls of "husband" caused the fox demon to lose control on the spot.
Even if he became the Ten-Tailed Fox Emperor, he still couldn't overcome this obstacle of love.
He had an inexplicable longing for her, a longing from the depths of his soul, a yearning to be summoned by her.
It was as if he had always been a part of her body.
He longed to be embraced by her, to be possessed by her, to be summoned back by her…
He longed to be loved by her.
This intense emotion is both love and lust, dependence and devotion.
The window was not closed, and the wind blew up the indoor gauze curtains, which fluttered and swayed, as if lamenting the incessant night wind.
The wind was a bit cool, which dissipated the heat in the room and neutralized the invading chill.
They lay face to face, and Tu Xiaoxiao gently stroked her features, feeling as if she had seen her current appearance tens of thousands of years ago.
Thinking that she had been reincarnated many times, he felt a secret joy: "Yaoyao, do you think it's possible that many years ago, in one of your reincarnations, I was your husband?"
The more certain he was of his words, the more convinced he became of his guess.
Shen Yao's heart skipped a beat. Her husband might not be the one, but he was most likely the Desire Bone from her first life.
Recalling the dream from many years ago, she asked with a glimmer of hope, "Tu Xiaoxiao, how did you come into this world?"
A nonsensical question.
Tu Xiaoxiao was slightly puzzled: "She was born to my mother."
Shen Yao asked again, "How was your mother born?"
Thinking of the scene of Kuang Ge giving birth, Tu Xiaoxiao's scalp tingled: "It was probably like Kuang Ge giving birth... Yao Yao, don't mention this, I'll tell you a secret."
Shen Yao hummed softly, listening attentively.
"It's not really a secret, my relatives all know it." The fox demon shared the secret with her in a playful tone, "When my mother was pregnant with me, the pregnancy suddenly stopped, and I almost didn't survive."
Shen Yao's eyes widened slightly, and she became nervous: "Then how did you survive?"
Tu Xiaoxiao smiled mysteriously: "A bead fell from the sky and landed directly in my mother's belly, and that's how I survived."
He said proudly, "Everyone says that my birth was a blessing from heaven, so the elders dote on me. No matter how big a trouble I cause, at most I'll be punished by kneeling in the ancestral hall."
Shen Yao's face showed no joy; she appeared somewhat dull and worried.
"Why do you look like that, my wife?" To put her mind at ease, Tu Xiaoxiao presented the Soul Pearl as if it were a treasure: "That pearl has become my personal Soul Pearl, and it has always been in my Soul Core. My wife, let me show you."
A beautiful red bead emerged from the center of his forehead.
The red bead hung outside, with a wisp of spiritual energy connected to his forehead.
Upon seeing the red bead clearly, Shen Yao's worries finally turned into panic.
The red bead is small but exquisite, with pure energy, and is clear and beautiful.
It was the red bead she had seen in her nightmares, forged from the bones of the goddess Ningyao.
It was the red bead that she blew off the refining platform.
She looked at the red pearl, and before her eyes was the scene of Tu Xiaoxiao being refined, and in her ears were his heart-wrenching screams.
Her breathing almost stopped, and it took her a long time to come to her senses.
Tu Xiaoxiao had already retrieved the Soul Pearl and was asking her with concern, "Yaoyao, what are you thinking about?"
Her eyes were filled with fear. Tu Xiaoxiao was puzzled and touched her forehead and temple, asking, "It's just my soul pearl, why do you look so frightened?"
Shen Yao threw herself on the ground and hugged him tightly: "What would you do if another cultivator took this bead?"
Tu Xiaoxiao patted her back: "If I take it, I'll probably die. Do you want it, my wife?"
"I don't want to," Shen Yao replied urgently, her voice slightly out of breath.
She tightened her arms around him, earnestly reminding him, "Tu Xiaoxiao, remember this: even if one day I need your Soul Pearl, you are not allowed to give it to me."
"If that day ever comes, you must run away as fast as you can, the farther away from me the better."
Sensing the care in her words, Tu Xiaoxiao smiled happily.
He didn't take these words to heart at all: "If that day ever comes, and my wife calls me 'husband' a few more times, I'll risk my life to give it to you."
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