Chapter 159: Putting One

How could he not want it?

He thought so intensely he was nearly going mad!

Thus her breezy words could easily rout him.

Each night that fulfilled her with others was a battle between him and his own heart. He urged himself to be magnanimous, yet repeatedly tried to snatch her from those people's arms.

In each unbearable night, he hid his deepest, strongest yearning, and again and again forced that evil self back.

Fei Yan bit her earlobe, whispering hoarsely, "I'll put my body into action, to tell Mo'er how much I truly want…".

But as she was confused and enamored, he suddenly halted, breathing, coaxing her, "Mo'er, will you kiss me? Just like I just did…".

Su Mo's misty eyes met his, then she reached out, hooked his neck, and leaned her head forward.

Fei Yan leaned forward in cooperation.

His remaining sanity and patience were utterly crushed by her unrestrained teasing…

The emotions he had suppressed for so long finally released.

But that thread of yearning emotions not only found no relief, it grew greedier and more intense.

His soul and body were imprisoned, and for the rest of his life he could never escape her shackles…

Each moment he wanted to go mad, he restrained himself fiercely so as not to hurt her.

In the abyss of his sinking, he gasped, murmuring, "Mo'er, do you know how much I like you…".

Su Mo's mind was hazy, utterly unable to summon the energy to answer him.

A broken, alluring "Eee" slipped from her lips.

He lowered his head, gently pecking her crimson lips: "Don't abandon me, never leave me… okay?".

Su Mo, dizzy and enthralled, mumbled back, "Okay~".

……

When she woke the next day, Fei Yan was already out of the room.

His voice could be faintly heard outside.

Xiao Jiu's voice suddenly rang out: "Host, quickly check whether the Totem upgrade occurred."

Su Mo instinctively raised her arm, her fingertips brushing the dark sigil on her wrist, and a flash of light burst forth.

Xiao Jiu exclaimed excitedly, "Great, upgraded!"

Su Mo frowned, "But Fei Yan made a Binding Contract with me long ago; can the System Space still grant a second reward?"

Xiao Jiu shook his head, "This time it's different; this time you truly achieved body‑mind unity~ Also, Lu Ren Jia's Affection Level is already at 90, and besides, the Third Young Master's side…"

Before Xiao Jiu could finish, Fei Yan pushed the door open and entered.

He helped Su Mo up from the bed, looked at her gently and said, "Since you're awake, shall we get up, wash up, and have breakfast?"

Su Mo, curled up lazily in his arms, asked, "How's it outside?"

"Last night Jiang Wu's men probably fought Mo Xiao's side. They intended a surprise attack, but the Minor General used the Wife Master's poison to deal with them, a close‑call victory."

Fei Yan hadn't told her, but after she fell asleep later that night, he also took part in the battle.

Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief; that could be considered good news.

When she and Fei Yan left the room, they ran straight into Xuan Qing standing outside.

The moment his calm, unruffled gaze landed on her, Su Mo's heart inexplicably jumped.

Sensing Xuan Qing's aura faintly, different from yesterday, she couldn't help asking, "Has the Third Young Master upgraded?"

Xuan Qing gave a faint "Hmm."

Su Mo was momentarily surprised.

【Wow, he's a Level 9 Beastman now?! Why does his upgrade seem easier than others…】

Xuan Qing's brows twitched slightly.

Su Mo pulled a Pill from her pouch, handed it to him, and smiled, "Congratulations! Though it's not time to take the medicine yet, after you upgrade you can take an extra one."

Xuan Qing raised his hand, took it, placed it in his mouth and swallowed.

Fei Yan probably knows why Xuan Qing suddenly broke through to Level 9.

Last night, while he and the Wife Master were lost in passion, he clearly felt a powerful aura emanating from the next room.

It really was a hard test for that Third Young Master; they practiced cultivation all night, and he also practiced all night… forcing himself to break through to Level 9.

Clearly, this seemingly pure and desireless Third Young Master now cannot restrain the wildly growing feelings in his heart merely by reading the Qing Xin Zhou (Book).

Fei Yan, his face unchanged, bid Xuan Qing farewell and led Su Mo forward.

Su Mo asked excitedly, "I've never seen a Level Ten Beastman; how long does it take him to break from Level 9 to Level Ten?"

Fei Yan smiled, "Hard to say; the final level is the hardest to break through. Moreover, some people never reach Level Ten in a lifetime; Beastmen's physical limits cap them. Some only reach Level Eight, others Level Seven."

"Is that so?"

Su Mo subconsciously glanced at the Totem on her wrist; she was actually eager to test its upgraded power.

She didn't know to what extent this thing could be upgraded.

Fei Yan also instinctively glanced at the dark sigil on her wrist.

He had checked the "Prophecy of the Gods"; the kind of thing on the Wife Master's wrist isn't something everyone can grow; she might not be an ordinary Transmigrator.

In the afternoon, Xuan Wei arrived.

Xuan Shuang was currently out with people tangled with Jiang Wu's men; she mainly came to fetch some medicine from Su Mo to treat the soldiers' wounds.

Upon learning Xuan Qing had successfully risen to Level 9, Xuan Wei could barely hide her delight.

She whispered to Xuan Qing, "Are you venting your emotional frustrations into cultivation?"

Xuan Qing, still with that unruffled expression, replied, "You're overthinking, elder sister."

Xuan Wei chuckled lightly, "You know whether I'm wrong; I understand what's bothering you. You don't like the many people surrounding Miss Su. But you're already late, destined to have no chance to change the current situation. Between changing your mindset and liking her, you chose to continually suppress your feelings."

"On one hand I can't control being drawn to her, on the other I'm afraid I'll sink even deeper. But some emotions, the more suppressed they are, the more wildly they grow." Xuan Wei seized his wrist while he was off guard, exposing the faint scar.

"Your actions decided faster than reason. Your emotions have already defeated your reason. Your heart even spoke of liking before your mouth did."

Xuan Qing withdrew his hand from her grip, his face still bearing that calm, placid expression.

Xuan Wei took a deep breath and said, "In a lifetime, one can't always walk the expected path. What does it matter if you go mad just once?"

A moment later, Xuan Wei left with the medicine Su Mo had prepared for her, and also took the anti‑enemy Poison Su Mo had made for them and Mo Xiao.

Su Mo's Poison had been upgraded; everything she could think of had been added.

Xiao Jiu said she was mad, but without madness she couldn't handle a tough opponent like Jiang Wu.

You should know she's the heroine! A presence even harder to deal with than Jin Tong.

The facts proved it useful; Jiang Wu's men still suffered losses last night.

But once a Poison is used, it's no longer a secret, so Su Mo hurried to adjust the formula in the morning.

This method can't be used forever.

After all, the opponent is also skilled with poison; even though Su Mo holds the system‑provided Detox Pill, that doesn't guarantee complete safety.

That night, Su Mo and a few others discussed with Long Yan, agreeing the battle shouldn't be prolonged. Of course, the goal now is not only to repel Jiang Wu but also to make her suffer; only enough pain can give her a moment of peace. In that way, the Dragon Clan can get a chance to catch its breath.

However, it's still not suitable for a head‑on clash now, because Jiang Wu's men are currently high‑spirited, and... the arrow she previously shot, coated with the blood of plague victims, evidently hasn't begun to spread yet.

So we must find a way to stall a few more days, waiting for favorable timing, terrain, and allies before fighting again!