He Ange, Now It’s Your Turn~

Honestly, restoring Xia Zhiyue’s cultivation wasn’t actually that hard for He Ange.

All he had to do was slap that Phoenix Mark on her, and bam!—link her up to share his source power through the mark. See, Zhiyue hadn’t lost her actual cultivation level, it wasn’t wiped clean or anything. She just lost the ‘platform’—her core source power—that let her use it.

Conveniently, He Ange didn’t really need a specific source power that much. He didn’t even have the corresponding bloodline spiritual veins! Having a Blood Source Power was basically just decoration for him. Total overkill. Like having a ten-thousand-dollar gaming PC just to play Minesweeper every day—you wouldn’t notice the difference from a cheapo thousand-dollar one. Tch. That was pretty much He Ange’s situation.

So, his source power was just sitting there, gathering dust. Might as well let Xia Zhiyue borrow it, right? Put it to good use, avoid waste. Good plan.

Of course, He Ange wasn’t just giving it to her for free. Hell no.

Getting the Phoenix Mark basically meant slapping a spiritual shackle on her soul. Okay, okay, it wasn’t as brutal or crude as a Slave Seal, but the end result? Pretty damn similar. Slave Seals used brute force; the Phoenix Mark was… softer. More subtle. Heh.

And hey, so far, He Ange’s Slave Seals had a 100% satisfaction rating! All the lovely ladies who got one absolutely loved it couldn’t get enough. Well, except for maybe one certain Suzaku girl who wasn’t quite an ‘official user’ yet… but details! (tln : might be Duan Yuyan or Xu Xin)

Anyway, He Ange couldn’t just slap a Slave Seal on Xia Zhiyue. She might say she’d pay any price, but if you actually tried to make her a literal slave? Pffft. She’d resent you deep down, think you were just taking advantage of her weakness, being totally unreasonable. Sigh… These prideful ‘Women Favored by Fate’ types… He Ange knew them way too well.

No point wasting time arguing. Just apply the Phoenix Mark, then leave the choice up to her.

Take Xia Zhiyue, for example. The effect of her Phoenix Mark was super simple.

Because she kept blushing—fwooosh—and was surprisingly proactive, not really resisting… He Ange suspected she had hidden M-tendencies. But would she admit it? Never! `N-No! I-It’s all to satisfy your sick tastes, He Ange! I-I was forced! Grrr…!` Yeah, right.

So, He Ange made it easy. Slap on the mark.

Simple rule: If Xia Zhiyue feels pleasure from the humiliating experience? The mark’s enslaving influence deepens. Click. Perfectly fair, right?

When Zhiyue heard the rules, she agreed herself! Even swore up and down—`Hmph! As IF I could feel pleasure from something so… so dirty!`

Aaand the result? The mark was barely on her, just one night of dual cultivation, and Xia Zhiyue nearly overloaded the damn thing. Seriously. The intense glow from the mark didn’t stop shining all night long. THRUMMMMMMM!

Lips can lie, but the body? Oh, it tells the truth. That naughty fox was clearly enjoying herself immensely the entire night!

`Ah~! Ngh! M-More~!♡`

So much for He Ange getting his petty revenge! Turns out Xia Zhiyue didn’t feel humiliated at all. She was having the time of her life, getting more and more addicted… `Hehehe~ ♡` What was supposed to be ‘training’ or ‘punishment’ ended up being a massive ‘reward’ for her.

Sigh… By now, He Ange realized something was off. He’d expected Xia Zhiyue to struggle, resist, contradict herself, slowly fall into depravity amidst the humiliation…

He didn’t expect her Nine-Tailed body to be so damn honest. Just one night, and she went straight from humiliation to pure ecstasy, achieving a level of ‘fallenness’ that took An Luo Yi years to reach.

“If you can’t fight it, enjoy it.” That concept? An Luo Yi wrestled with it internally for months. Xia Zhiyue? Figured it out overnight. Snap!

Plus, Zhiyue herself wasn’t as stubborn or prideful as An Luo Yi. Initially, yeah, she resisted a bit—`Grrr! D-Don’t you dare hit my butt, He Ange!`—but later? She just… gave up. Flop. Might as well enjoy the ride! She actively followed her body’s desires, even grabbing He Ange and kissing him fiercely—Mwah! Mwah!—blurting out that she’d actually had her eye on him for ages! If she hadn’t been the ‘Saintess’ back then, too proud to make a move, she would have totally jumped him ages ago…

`Mmm~♡ You~!♡`

Looking at it that way… Xia Zhiyue really was the Saintess of the Nine-Tailed bloodline. That natural, inherent fox-demon allure was undeniable. It’s just that, for years, she’d suppressed those innate desires, held back by her ‘Saintess’ persona, never letting her morals loosen up like this.

Tonight, though? Xia Zhiyue’s Nine-Tailed bloodline had well and truly awakened. ROAR!.

She had fun. Way too much fun.

So much so that later, when she fully woke up, she herself was a bit hazy on what exactly happened last night. `Huh…? W-What did I… do…?`

Now, dawn was breaking.

Tweet tweet…

Cherry Sea Secret Realm, on the Morning Moon Altar.

The white fox saintess lay sprawled across He Ange’s lap, still looking slightly dazed, finding it hard to believe everything that transpired.

She turned her head, glancing at the ground beside them. Her pristine white immortal dress lay crumpled there, along with her sacred fox hair ribbons, and scattered pieces of undergarments… Oops.

And Xia Zhiyue herself? Apart from the usual ornate gold leg ring she wore… she was basically naked. Her body still held plenty of… evidence… from the previous night’s activities.

`Ngh… S-Sticky…`

—! Ouch! Xia Zhiyue suddenly felt a sharp headache. Memories from last night flashed hazily before her eyes—flicker flicker—she started recalling just how utterly unrestrained she’d been… and… because she’d indulged so completely, the Phoenix Mark on her lower abdomen had been ‘developed’ to a rather alarming degree. THROB…

Looking at He Ange now, Xia Zhiyue felt a strange pang. The young man who, just yesterday, filled her with cautious resentment… now, the longer she looked, the more she felt an unnerving urge… to submit? To pledge loyalty?

`W-Wha—? No!`

Was this the Phoenix Mark’s effect? Or… was she just inherently a submissive woman deep down? `N-No way!`

Thinking this, Xia Zhiyue bit her lip lightly—ngh—her snow-like mesmerizing eyes reflecting a conflicted, resentful look. `Whyyyy…?`

In her rational state, Xia Zhiyue would definitely deny it all, even though she had confessed last night. The ‘liking’ she spoke of? It was just that, out of thousands of males, He Ange’s face was the only one she found pleasing to look at. He was the only male she didn’t mind being physically close to. That’s it! Hmph!

That didn’t mean Xia Zhiyue liked being ‘trained’ by He Ange! Didn’t mean she willingly knelt on the ground to be his Sex Slave! No! Definitely not!

Xia Zhiyue knew her own preferences! She clearly liked having He Ange kneel before her, obediently licking her feet… `Yesss… That’s how it should be…`

So how… HOW did the roles get flipped?! `Unfair!`

While Xia Zhiyue was wrestling with this storm of complex emotions… He Ange was getting impatient. Xia Zhiyue had been lying on top of him for ages, his legs were starting to go numb. `Tch.`

SLAP!

Just one crisp smack, but it jolted Xia Zhiyue fully awake—GASP! Eek!—her whole body trembling uncontrollably. Her nine white tails, which had been drooping listlessly, instantly shot bolt upright, bristling. FWOOSH!

At the same time, He Ange’s gaze drifted downwards. Under his stare, the glowing pink Phoenix Mark on the white fox saintess’s lower abdomen pulsed noticeably brighter. GLOW!

“Y-You! Why did you hit me there again?!” Xia Zhiyue covered her rear with one hand, biting her lip, her mesmerizing eyes a confusing mix of budding affection and lingering resentment. `Owie… b-but… ngh~♡`

Clearly, in her sober state, Xia Zhiyue wasn’t quite as… open… as last night. At least, she wasn’t actively demanding He Ange hit her harder.

He Ange sighed. “My spirit pet is being disobedient. Am I not allowed to discipline it a little?”

“Wh-Who’s your spirit pet…?!” Xia Zhiyue flinched, her cheeks paling slightly. She started to retort instinctively, but her voice faltered mid-sentence, trailing off as if remembering something… her usual confidence and pride evaporating. `Oh… right…`

If it weren’t for the insistent heat pulsing from the Phoenix Mark—THROB THROB—Xia Zhiyue might have forgotten. She wasn’t the high-and-mighty Fox Saintess anymore. She… she seemed to recall promising He Ange her soul and loyalty. Gulp…

A wave of belated fear washed over Xia Zhiyue. It felt like impulse buying something wildly expensive, taking out a massive loan, only to realize afterwards that she could never possibly repay it. This debt… Xia Zhiyue might be paying it off for the rest of her life! `W-What have I done?!`

“Don’t want to be called ‘spirit pet’? Then should I call you ‘daughter’ instead~? ♡ I certainly don’t mind adopting another obedient little daughter,” He Ange teased again.

This time, Xia Zhiyue reacted instantly. “N-NO! S-Stop talking!” FWOOSH! Her face flushed crimson as she slapped her hand over He Ange’s mouth, trying to stop him from bringing up more embarrassing ‘black history’ from last night.

If Xia Zhiyue remembered correctly… she had indeed called He Ange ‘Daddy’ multiple times last night. `Ahhh! Nooo! Forget iiiit!` S-She really hadn’t meant to… It just… slipped out…!

“D-Don’t say it… I-I’m not stupid, okay? I know what I need to do… It’s just… everything happened so fast, I-I hadn’t processed it yet…” The white fox saintess turned her face away, refusing to meet He Ange’s eyes, seemingly unwilling to face reality.

Still, thinking about the hefty price she’d already paid, Xia Zhiyue asked worriedly, “S-So… I’m your spirit pet now… but what about what you promised me?” Her voice held a tremor of anxiety. “I… I don’t recall you performing any healing arts on me last night…”

Now that she was clear-headed, Xia Zhiyue immediately remembered the real reason she agreed to all this. Cultivation!

What if He Ange just took advantage of her and then backed out of the deal?! Xia Zhiyue would hate him forever! She was already at rock bottom, and he’d still use her feelings to trick her?! `You wouldn’t… would you…?`

“Haven’t you already recovered your cultivation?” He Ange asked casually.

“Already?” Xia Zhiyue raised a delicate eyebrow. She placed a hand over her chest, her expression serious. “But… I don’t feel any source power within me—?!”

SHIIIIIIINK!

Before Xia Zhiyue could finish, He Ange flicked two fingers! A silver-white sword spirit materialized nearby and shot straight towards her chest! WHOOSH!

Instinct took over! Xia Zhiyue’s nine tails instantly whipped in front of her, forming a protective shield. FWOOM!

CLANG!!!

Xia Zhiyue braced herself, expecting to be pierced through, tensing her entire body. But weirdly… He Ange’s silver sword only clashed briefly against her tails before being violently repelled—PING!—sent flying away by the diamond-hard defense.

“Well? Power back yet?” He Ange asked with a smile.

Seeing Xia Zhiyue still looking slightly stunned by her own strength, He Ange raised his hand again, launching a palm strike directly at the white fox saintess’s soft, pale abdomen. WHAM!

This time, Xia Zhiyue reacted even faster. SWISH! Just one sweep of a single snow-white tail—

WHOOOOOOOSH!!! BAM!!! CRUMBLE!!!

—sent the sacred-robed young man beneath her flying hundreds of meters away! AAAAAH—! He crashed heavily against a distant stone cliff face, kicking up clouds of dust and debris.

“Cough! Hack! Cough cough—!”

“Urgh… Impressive as always, Fox Saintess… Just as violent as back then…” He Ange muttered, picking himself up from the rubble, looking slightly ruffled. `Damn, she hits hard.`

But when He Ange walked back to the Morning Moon Altar… he found the previously dishevelled, seemingly fragile white fox saintess was now sitting comfortably in his grandiose, ancient wooden chair. Hmm?

Seeing the sacred-robed young man standing below the altar, the mesmerizing fox immortal perched above smirked, crossing her long, slender legs elegantly beneath her (now presumably donned again) snow-white dress. Hehehe~

“Kneel.”

Her voice was cold, regal. Each word resonated with terrifying power, imbued with the Laws of the World.

FWOOOOOOSH!

Instantly, colossal Moon Pupils  ripped open the void high above! Immense pressure, like ten thousand mountains, slammed down onto He Ange! CRACK!

Caught completely off guard, He Ange couldn’t resist the overwhelming force of the Moon Pupils pressing down. His knees buckled, and he actually was forced to kneel. THUD! `Ngh! D-Damn it!`

Moon Pupils… pretty similar to Dragon Pressure, really. He Ange remembered being forced to kneel by this exact same move back in the Fox Clan territory before. Now that Xia Zhiyue had her power back… catching He Ange unprepared and making him kneel again wasn’t too difficult.

Except… `Wow.` He Ange didn’t expect this ‘White-Eyed Fox’ (tln : 白眼狐 – slang for ungrateful person) to flip the script this fast. One second, acting like a docile little spirit pet. The next second, realizing her power was back, she immediately forces him to kneel? `Seriously?`

“Saintess Zhiyue,” He Ange sighed, kneeling on the ground below the altar, his voice cool but tinged with displeasure, a hint of disappointment, “is this how you show your gratitude?”

But seeing the young man kneeling unwillingly below, the white fox saintess on her high platform only smirked wider, her satisfaction growing. Hehehe~ YES! She was so thrilled her legs started to tremble slightly beneath her dress—shake shake—her bare jade feet and white toes flexing playfully in the air, incredibly alluring, tempting the eye. `Look at him~ Kneeling~♡`

It was back! Everything was back!

Not only had Xia Zhiyue recovered her strength, but her cultivation had leaped an entire major realm! LEVEL UP!

Xia Zhiyue herself hadn’t expected it! Somehow, during last night’s dual cultivation, by relying solely on the essence and spiritual fluid within He Ange’s body, she had broken through the massive tribulation bottleneck of the Soul Transformation realm and shot straight up to the Void Refining Realm, Seventh Heaven! WHOOOOSH! `I… I did it?!`

Cultivation ranks in this higher dimension were different from the common Spirit Cultivation world. No early, mid, late stages. Instead, they were divided into Nine Heavens, And Seventh Heaven? That was basically equivalent to the peak late-stage of the Void Refining Realm! `Incredible!`

See, when a Soul Transformation cultivator undergoes their tribulation, the quality of their breakthrough determines their starting point in the Void Refining Realm. An average quality breakthrough? You start at the bottom, First Heaven. But a good quality breakthrough? You might start at Third Heaven, Seventh Heaven… or even directly at the Ninth Heaven peak!

For Xia Zhiyue, losing her core source power but still reaching Seventh Heaven through dual cultivation alone… that was an absurdly high-quality result. Terrifyingly good.

And once you reached the Void Refining Realm? That was a qualitative leap! A whole new world opened up! It was proof you had the potential to ascend to even higher dimensions! Seriously, ten peak Soul Transformation cultivators probably couldn’t beat one Third Heaven Void Refining cultivator!

Plus, Xia Zhiyue possessed the ancient Nine-Tailed bloodline. She’d cultivated for a century, her foundation was deep. Her Seventh Heaven Void Refining Realm cultivation? Even among heaven-gifted prodigies, its quality was top-tier.

So, Xia Zhiyue had struck gold. She’d hit the jackpot. And naturally, she intended to reclaim her rightful status, take back everything she’d lost.

Including, of course… He Ange! `Mine now~ ♡`

Besides… A naughty thought flickered through her mind. `Even if I lose… I just get ‘disciplined’ by He Ange again…` Heh. Honestly? Xia Zhiyue kinda… enjoyed that humiliating feeling of being pinned down by He Ange, having him take his ‘revenge’… `Ngh~♡ Just thinking about it…`

So, win or lose, it was a desirable outcome for her either way. Why not give it a try? Maybe… maybe she could actually turn the tables completely? `Hehehehehe~ ♡ YES!`

Thinking this, the white fox saintess grew even more excited. FWOOSH! Her nine tails flared out behind her, glowing brilliantly. She crossed her arms, propped her cheek playfully on her hand, and let out a cold little snort. “Hmph!”

“He Ange,” her voice dripped with newfound superiority, “you violated this Saintess’s pure body. It is only because this Saintess happens to favor you that I didn’t kill you outright for your insolence, you wretched man.” Her eyes narrowed.

“Last night, this Saintess licked you.”

“So today…” A slow, predatory smile spread across her lips. “…it’s your turn to lick this Saintess~ ♡”