ebookland Chapter 197 Having tasted it
Chapter 197 Having tasted it
"..."
Yu Che's expression froze for a second, then he quickly smiled and said, "Thank you, sir."
He carefully pulled on the scabbard.
Yun Fuzhao walked forward slowly.
"Sir, why are you pretending to be a man?"
"Don't pry into other people's business."
"I'm sorry, I was being presumptuous." Yu Che looked somewhat flustered. "I shouldn't have said that. I just wanted to understand adults a little better..."
Yun Fuzhao was taken aback by his words. After a long while, she replied, "I like to have multiple layers of disguise. As long as I have enough layers, I won't be exposed."
Yu Che only had a vague understanding, but he still nodded and praised, "As expected of an adult."
"And you?" Yun Fuzhao asked casually, observing the surroundings as she spoke. "Tell me your story?"
“Ah,” Yu Che smiled, “Of course. My parents are both pure-blooded ghosts, and I also have an older brother. Our family has a very good relationship.”
"You have an older brother?"
“Hmm,” Yu Che’s tone softened, “Actually, I don’t like my brother. He always scolds me and hits me all the time. I’m very afraid of him…”
Yun Fuzhao was somewhat surprised, "Are all the brothers and sisters of your ghost clan so estranged?"
"'Them'? Does Your Excellency know any other demons?"
"Ugh, a sarcastic and sarcastic person."
Yu Che looked up at her. When she spoke of this person, she said that the other person was bad, but there was no hint of dislike in her tone.
"The adult seems to have a good relationship with him?"
"It's alright, we're business partners." Yun Fuzhao paused for a moment, "I'll introduce you two sometime."
"I'm afraid he won't like me..."
"Don't worry, with me here, he won't dare to bully you."
"You've been so good to me, sir," Yu Che smiled, "I don't know how to repay you."
Yun Fuzhao waved his hand, "What do you mean by good or bad? It's just a matter of saying it."
Linglu Mountain was rich in spiritual energy, exuding a peaceful and serene atmosphere. Yun Fuzhao began to worry about whether he could find the divine deer.
"It feels a bit too quiet."
Yun Fuzhao looked at Yu Che, "Be careful, something feels off. Can you use spirit summoning now?"
"can."
Yu Che said, "Please wait a moment, sir."
Every ghost is born with the ability to ask questions, and it doesn't require any cultivation.
After an incense stick had burned, Yu Che opened his eyes. "They said the divine deer is in the northwest."
Yun Fuzhao nodded. "Alright, let's set off now."
She glanced at the sky; it was already afternoon when they arrived, and it would get dark soon.
Yun Fuzhao thought that Linglu Mountain would be much safer than the Ten Directions Secret Realm, but as it turned out, she had underestimated the situation.
In just a short distance, they were attacked by fifth-grade spirit beasts, swamps, and swarms of bees...
It was completely dark when Yun Fuzhao leaned against a tree, utterly exhausted.
She was alright because she had cultivation, but Yu Che was in a worse situation; the sharp claws of the spirit beast had cut several wounds on his arm.
Yun Fuzhao had already drawn all the firepower of the spirit beasts, but for some reason, these spirit beasts seemed to have a special fondness for Yu Che and attacked him.
“I’m sorry,” Yu Che said, his face pale. “The blood of the Ghost Clan has a fatal attraction for them. Perhaps I really shouldn’t have come along. I’ve dragged you down, sir.”
Yun Fuzhao patted his shoulder, "It's good that you know."
"..."
“Just kidding,” Yun Fuzhao fed him a hemostatic pill, “If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been able to find the direction of the divine deer.”
After taking a hemostatic pill, Yu Che's condition did not improve at all. His face was as pale as if he had been dead for several days.
"What's going on? Why are you getting weaker and weaker?"
Yu Che coughed, his eyes reddening slightly, and it took him a while to stop. "My lord, I don't want to be a burden to you. Don't worry about me, just go. I'll wait for you to come back here."
"That won't do, it's fifteen thousand!"
Yu Che: "?"
Yun Fuzhao hissed. "He spoke too quickly. Why did he blurt out his thoughts? This guy sold for 15,000 high-grade spirit stones; he'd be dead in less than half an hour if left here."
“Jiaoyu”.
Yun Fuzhao summoned Jiaoyu, "You carry him on your back."
Jiaoyu Bao's red eyes narrowed, clearly indicating her unwillingness.
Dragons are inherently proud, so how could they possibly allow someone to ride on their backs? While the contractor might be able to barely tolerate it, it would be unacceptable for anyone else.
Yu Che could also see its reluctance. After hesitating for a long time, he said softly, "My lord, there is actually another way."
"what?"
Yu Che was a little embarrassed, "I'm sure you've heard that the demon race feeds on blood. If you give me just a little bit, I can recover..."
Yun Fuzhao knew this. "Outsiders are allowed? You all consume the essence of your own kind?"
"Yes, it's possible. But the effect will be a little less."
Yun Fuzhao nodded. "Alright."
She pricked her index finger, and a bead of blood oozed out.
The moment he saw the blood, Yu Che's eyes darkened, and he stared intently at the crimson blood.
"Open your mouth, and I'll spill the blood..."
Before she could finish speaking, Yu Che suddenly grabbed her wrist and leaned closer. His thin lips touched her fingers.
Yun Fuzhao was startled, watching as he opened his mouth and bit down.
My goodness, it really looks like a vampire.
What is this? A novel world that combines Eastern fantasy and Western fantasy?
From this angle, Yun Fuzhao could see his fluttering eyelashes and his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
"Ugh, is that enough? Are you trying to drain me dry?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Che realized what was happening and quickly released her fingers. His thin lips were covered in bright red blood, which shone against his skin, giving them a decadent and lustrous appearance.
His eyes turned dark red, filled with a lingering sense of unfinished business.
He stared intently at Yun Fuzhao, as if he were looking at prey that had been targeted for capture, his gaze fixed on her with predatory intent.
Even Yun Fuzhao felt like slashing him.
After a long while, the red in his eyes gradually faded. He reacted for a moment, then his cheeks flushed. "I'm...I'm sorry, sir, I couldn't control myself for a moment..."
Yun Fuzhao looked at his finger; the bleeding had stopped, but a small wound remained.
"How could human blood be out of control? It smells like rust, unlike your ghost blood, which is sweet."
Yu Che was taken aback, and asked softly, "How did you know, sir? Have you tasted it?"
“Yes, she’s the friend I told you about.” Yun Fuzhao stood up, lightly jumped onto the tree, released her chaise lounge, and lazily lay down on it.
"We'll set off when it's light."
Yu Che also stood up, looking up at Yun Fuzhao in the tree.
She had already closed her eyes by then.
Yu Che stared at her quietly for a moment, then lowered his eyes, his fingers brushing against his lips, leaving his fingertips stained with bright red blood.
Have you tried his?