A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Inside the bathroom, only the dull thud of a heartbeat and the dripping sound of water droplets could be heard.

Ji Zuodao looked down at his empty chest cavity, which was being filled with new granulation tissue at a visible speed.

He looked up again and saw his own heart, which was still beating happily, in the Empress's palm.

There was a two-second silence.

Ji Zuodao's lips moved slightly, his breath barely audible, yet he uttered six words with exceptional clarity:

"Auntie, this is a different price."

"..."

The Empress slowly lowered her head and looked at the man in the bathtub who was "on his deathbed" but still managed to raise prices.

The purple hue surging in Peach Blossom's eyes froze for a moment.

Then, she seemed to laugh in anger, or perhaps she should have expected this.

Her red lips curved into a smile, and she slowly uttered three words through her teeth:

One million.

In the bathtub, Ji Zuodao, who had been barely breathing just moments before, suddenly perked up almost instantly.

"Aunt……"

"Eat more."

"Enough is enough."

The Empress could no longer contain herself and burst into laughter, the sound echoing in the steamy bathroom, filled with a manic joy.

Without further hesitation, she lowered her head, extended her tongue, and, as if savoring the finest delicacy in the world, licked the surface of that heart with extreme slowness and delicacy.

"Well……"

A soft, seductive sigh, seemingly emanating from the depths of her soul.

"It tastes so good..."

"It's so delicious... my body feels weak and limp..."

The purple in her eyes intensified and deepened at a visible speed, as her gaze shifted.

That inhuman, eerie, and demonic aura became increasingly apparent, almost overshadowing the original languid and alluring charm.

Two alluring, enchanting blushes appeared on her exquisitely beautiful cheeks.

She even seemed somewhat exhausted; her slender body swayed, and she softly collapsed onto Ji Zuodao's cold, sweaty chest.

Warm breath, carrying a strange sweet fragrance of peach blossoms mixed with the smell of blood, sprayed onto Ji Zuodao's neck.

"Aunt?"

Ji Zuodao felt that the delicate body lying on top of him was frighteningly hot and unusually soft, as if it had truly turned into a pool of spring water.

He turned his head, looking at the Empress's exquisite profile, so close to his own, flushed with an unnatural red and purple hue, and asked cautiously, with a hint of uncertainty:

"Are you...?"

"Are you hooked?"

Upon hearing this, the Empress strained to lift her peach blossom eyes, which were already tinged with purple, and glanced at him sideways.

Her eyes were dreamy and shimmering, yet they carried a stubborn and unyielding charm.

"snort……"

She let out a soft snort, and as if in retaliation, pinched Ji Zuodao's heart, where the "wound" was beginning to heal.

"How is that possible..."

"What time is it? Come...come so early..."

She was panting, speaking haltingly, while her other hand groped and climbed up Ji Zuodao's neck.

Cool fingertips, with an undeniable force, gently turned his face to one side, revealing the smooth lines of his neck with its slightly pulsating veins.

She slightly propped herself up, her beautiful, purplish eyes fixed on that spot, her red lips close to it.

The warm breath brushed against my sensitive skin.

"good……"

Her voice was low and indistinct, carrying a kind of almost pious, frenzied passion that was a mixture of appetite and lust.

"The most essential flavor of the heart is to be paired with the moment when your heart is pounding and a mouthful of hot blood."

She opened her red lips and looked at the rapidly throbbing veins on Ji Zuodao's neck.

Slowly.

He took a bite.

Ji Zuodao's lips twitched, and he clicked his tongue inwardly.

Goodness, Auntie is a real gourmand, she really knows how to digest food perfectly!

That's why it's said that whatever a beautiful woman does is right.

Even now, as the Empress lay on top of him, her red lips stained with blood, a piece of his heart still dangling from her pearly teeth.

The way they ate had an indescribable, bloody yet elegant cult beauty.

Ji Zuodao even felt that if he played a bit of Mads Mikkelsen's signature background music for his aunt right now, the atmosphere would be absolutely amazing!

She could be featured directly in the special episode of "The Taste of the Fox Fairy"—"Little Ji in My Heart".

He was just imagining the award speech when he suddenly felt a loosening around his waist.

Looking down—

Ok!

The empress's delicate hand, stained with his blood and painted with nail polish, had somehow reached his waistband and was deftly unfastening the buckle!

"Hey?! Auntie! What are you doing?!"

Ji Zuodao was startled and hurriedly grabbed the Empress's mischievous hand, his eyes as wary as a stray dog ​​guarding its food.

"Good boy/girl~"

The Empress lifted her violet-tinged peach blossom eyes, her gaze hazy yet tinged with a self-righteous lust. Her red lips curved into a smile, and the words she uttered were both sweet and seductive, laced with a hint of blood:

"Let Auntie try some thigh meat!"

"I heard that fresh meat is more chewy and has a better texture~"

"No! Absolutely not!"

Ji Zuodao shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum, and shouted, reciting the ironclad rule of his childhood:

"Didn't we agree on this when we were kids?! Rules! Only the top! Chest muscles, abs, arm fat, whatever you want! The bottom... the bottom is off!"

"Hey~ You're such a fool~"

The empress gave him a disdainful look, but her grip on his hand didn't loosen at all. Instead, it became impatient and forceful as she tried to pry open Ji Zuodao's hand that was pressing down on her.

"What kind of old almanac is that? You're all grown up now! You're healthier! It's time to change your rules!"

"Little coffin, let go!"

As the Empress's grip tightened, the eerie purple in her eyes grew stronger.

Two fluffy fox ears with silvery tips suddenly popped out from the top of its head, and nine huge, fluffy fox tails with purple tips spread out from behind it!

Good guy!

Ji Zuodao's heart skipped a beat.

This is getting... Her Majesty is about to become possessed!

The demonic possession of monsters is quite different from the demonic possession of human cultivators.

They're more like ordinary people who've drunk three jin (1.5 kg) of 60-proof liquor, gotten high, and started acting crazy!

However, the drunken rampage of a demon can be incredibly destructive, and the first to suffer is often the unfortunate person closest to it.

For example, Ji Zuodao.

This is outrageous!

With the Empress's cultivation level, if she were to go on a drunken rampage, he would be the first one to be torn to pieces and eaten with sauce!

In a flash, Ji Zuodao had a sudden inspiration and, without thinking twice, grabbed one of the fox tails that was dangling in front of him—the one with the brightest and fluffiest fur!

It feels warm and soft to the touch, with a subtle, tingling sensation.

He knew that the Empress's tail was the most sensitive spot.

"I'm so sorry, Auntie!"

Ji Zuodao gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, grabbed the thickest tuft of fox fur at the tip of the tail, and yanked it out hard—

"Awooo—!!!"

A groan, distorted and a mixture of pain and a strange pleasure, suddenly escaped from the Empress's throat.

Her entire body trembled violently, and the hand that was about to touch his waistband loosened its grip.

The intense purple hue in his eyes receded considerably like a receding tide, revealing his original languid and alluring peach blossom eyes, and his mind became clearer.

She blinked, then lowered her head, looking somewhat bewildered.

I looked at my precious tail, which had a small bald patch and was drooping down in a pitiful manner.

She slowly raised her eyes and looked at the large handful of glossy fox fur in Ji Zuodao's hand, which shimmered with a silvery-purple luster under the warm bathroom light and still carried her body heat.