I have an unlimited number of shikigami

After a moment of intense struggle, a hint of submission finally crept into the fierceness in her eyes.

Fujiwara Izaya calmed down, his cheek pressed against her silky neck: "Tell me, what's the situation between you and my aunt now?"

"You, wait..." Tamamo-no-Mae's breathing quickened slightly, but her face remained icy. "She has the protection of Inari, so I can't do anything to her... Similarly, she can't completely devour me..."

"What do you mean?"

"...In other words, from now on, this body of mine will have two wills."

Fujiwara Izaya had a bit of a headache.

Will situations like today happen countless times in the future?

It's exciting to do it once in a while, but if it happens every time, he's afraid he won't be able to handle such a big surprise.

Tamamo-no-Mae also thought of this problem.

She frowned, a storm raging within her... She couldn't even fully control her own body, and now she had to watch helplessly as that woman used her to have her pleasure with this young man...

"Never mind, we'll deal with this later." Fujiwara Izaya patted her bottom. "Can you get up? Let's go take care of things outside first."

"you!"

Tamamo-no-Mae got her butt slapped, and then her head was hit again.

That bastard is absolutely despicable! She must find a chance to tear him to pieces!

"Get up." Fujiwara Rinya released her hand and looked at her with a smile. "Don't tell me you're planning to stay here. Sorry, I like my aunt, not some Tamamo-no-Mae."

"I will definitely kill you!"

A hint of murderous intent flashed across Tamamo-no-Mae's cold and beautiful face.

She puffed out her cheeks and tried to stand up, using her waist and legs. But as soon as she moved a little, a wave of weakness washed over her, making her not want to move at all. Her arms and waist ached, as if a lot of fatigue had accumulated.

"very tired?"

Fujiwara Izaya pulled her back into his arms.

A hint of unease flashed across Tamamo-no-Mae's eyes, which were filled with murderous intent and icy coldness. Just as she was about to resist, a strange blush suddenly rose on her fair cheeks.

The energy that hadn't been absorbed yet leaked out from between her legs.

Damn it!

Tamamo-no-Mae's expression changed drastically, and she looked somewhat panicked.

"What exactly is this thing? When did it enter my body?"

Fujiwara Izaya looked at her blankly at first, then suddenly remembered something and his expression became somewhat awkward.

This has happened to both Miki and Riho. Royal items are pure energy... but the two ladies don't intend to refine them; instead, they want to keep them in their bodies to see if they can conceive.

"You bastard! You bastard!" Tamamo-no-Mae was so anxious she wanted to kill herself. With a wave of her slender hand, her dazzling demonic power surged slightly, then transformed into a red dress that covered her delicate body, completely concealing her alluring figure. Her long, jade-like fingers brushed aside the red hair that fell across her forehead. She turned her head, looked at Fujiwara Izaya who was hugging her from behind, and said fiercely, "Is that what you left behind?"

"..."

Fujiwara Izaya answered that yes was not acceptable, and lying was also not acceptable.

"I should have killed you the moment I saw you!" Tamamo-no-Mae trembled with rage.

“Uh, it’s normal to leave something behind…” Fujiwara Izaya smiled awkwardly and said cautiously, “Why don’t you try refining it? After all, it’s all pure energy, and it will be gone once it’s dispersed.”

Tamamo-no-Mae kept a cold expression on her pretty face and ignored him completely.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the lava above, below, left, and right. She was thinking about how to blow up the volcano and perish together with it.

"Please listen to me," Fujiwara Izaya couldn't play the villain anymore, so he could only put on a smile and patiently coax her, "Your strength is weak now, so you can't take revenge even if you want to, right? Anyway, it's all energy that's been sent into your body. Absorbing it will increase your strength. Wouldn't it be better to save it for later revenge?"

Tamamo-no-Mae was taken aback.

She felt something was off, but couldn't quite put her finger on it; she felt a sense of unease.

Fujiwara Izaya continued, "The whole world is in chaos right now. Just imagine what the consequences would be if a demon king-level Tamamo-no-Mae suddenly appeared."

Tamamo-no-Mae, whose face was unusually flushed, also sensed the danger that lay ahead.

Putting aside her archenemy, Shintoism, there are countless demons within the demon race who covet her. While lacking formidable strength, Tamamo-no-Mae possesses unparalleled beauty, making her a treasure that every demon king would fight tooth and nail for.

"Hurry up." Fujiwara Izaya hugged her hot, soft body, rested his head on her shoulder, and smelled the fragrance of her hair. "I will protect you until your strength returns to its peak."

Tamamo-no-Mae's expression shifted several times before she said viciously, "Once I recover my strength, you'll be the first person I kill!"

"Okay, okay, I'll wash up and wait."

Fujiwara Izaya's expression was so gentle, it was as if he were coaxing a child.

"Humph!"

Tamamo-no-Mae closed her eyes and reluctantly began to refine the things that Fujiwara Izaya had left her.

This was the first time I had received something like this, and the other party was also a king... Although it was also pure energy, and absorbing it could also enhance my strength, being surrounded by molten lava, the thing became extremely hot, and the burning was too painful.

Feeling the increasingly intense heat within her body, Tamamo-no-Mae's gaze became somewhat unfocused, and her skin gradually flushed a captivating rosy hue.

Within her body, energy became completely intertwined with her muscles. In the dark and deep places, a faint light emanated, and within that light, energy slowly writhed, eventually condensing with her body... However, some of the energy further ahead had already rushed to the bottom through the passage.

"Oh!"

His aura surged.

Tamamo-no-Mae paused, panting heavily, her already flushed face becoming even more alluring.

"How are you feeling?" Fujiwara Izaya asked anxiously.

Tamamo-no-Mae glared at him and coldly retorted, "Do you want me to praise your superb skills?"

"..."

Fujiwara Izaya looked helpless, thinking to himself, "We were talking fine, why did you suddenly start driving?"

Although she remained aloof and unwilling to answer, her demeanor had indeed recovered considerably. Fujiwara Izaya pinched her cheek, then suddenly had a whimsical thought: "...Wouldn't oral administration be more effective?"

"boom!"

Tamamo-no-Mae delivered a burst of pure demonic power directly to his head.

"Alright, alright, just kidding... Your Majesty, I was wrong..."

Having been used to being henpecked, Fujiwara Izaya quickly got into character, skillfully putting on an apologetic smile.

Tamamo-no-Mae was furious. The more she looked at his face, the angrier she became. She wished she could fight him to the death right now.

"As a parting gift, here's this too."

Fujiwara Izaya cut his wrist and brought the cut to her lips.

With the surging energy of life right before her eyes, Pai Yuzaoqian did not hesitate at all, biting his wrist and drinking it in large gulps.

Hot blood flowed into her body, nourishing her parched meridians. As her aura intensified, her already beautiful cheeks became even more rosy and captivating, leaving Fujiwara Izaya feeling excited and his mouth dry.

We need to find a way to lure this fox home.

Let her be Xia Xili during the day and Xia Xili + Tamamo Baby at night.

"Okay, that's enough." Fujiwara Izaya felt that he had given enough and quickly pulled his hand back.

Tamamo-no-Mae gently licked her moist, scarlet lips, closed her eyes to savor the taste, and then said, "It tastes pretty good. Give it to me once a day from now on."

"Do you think I'm a blood slave?" Fujiwara Izaya said helplessly.

Tamamo-no-Mae gave a disdainful snort, stood up, and slowly stretched.

After drinking an unknown amount of Fujiwara Rin's blood, her aura was greatly enhanced, bringing her close to the peak of the Demon King realm. She turned her head to look at Fujiwara Rin, her crystal-clear jade feet circling around him.

"Shouldn't we go out now?" Fujiwara Izaya asked her.

Tamamo-no-Mae did not answer.

Amidst the crimson lava, she wore a soft red robe, the wide collar revealing her delicate collarbones and snow-white, rounded shoulders. Her slender waist was cinched, making her figure appear even more upright and graceful.

"So lovely!"

Fujiwara Izaya flattered her.

The next second, Tamamo-no-Mae's expression hardened, and she lunged at him with a fist.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, the magma in the crater burst open, and a tall column of magma gushed out.

Both sides engaged in battle outside the mountain stopped fighting to avoid the massive volcanic eruption.

Amidst the billowing smoke, two figures leaped out from the lava waterfall.

It seemed one was chasing the other, unleashing fierce demonic energy indiscriminately, each strike carrying a sharp killing intent. The one being chased, though somewhat disheveled, managed to escape unscathed each time, suffering no harm whatsoever.

The depleted demonic power shot directly into the erupting magma, causing magma to splash everywhere.

"Are you ever going to stop?" the boy shouted angrily.

The alluring red-haired woman chasing him gritted her teeth and said, "I told you, I would tear you to pieces!"

"Your Majesty, it was a misunderstanding. I thought it was my aunt... If I had known it was you, I definitely wouldn't have moved."

"What do you mean? I'm not as good as that woman? Die—"

"Can you please stop? Don't worry, I definitely won't brag to anyone..."

"dream!"

The humans and demons fighting below stared at the strange couple who had suddenly barged in with odd expressions.

For a moment, they couldn't figure out the relationship between the two. They were enemies, but their words sounded ambiguous... They were like a quarreling couple, but the woman was ruthless and merciless.

"boom!"

High in the sky, Fujiwara Izaya and Tamamo-no-Mae exchanged blows.

A fierce wind, accompanied by shockwaves, swept out and spread rapidly like a spider web, causing many people to be blown about.

The more the Tsuchimikado family head looked at the woman, the more terrified he became.

"Tamamo-no-Mae, don't go too far!"

Fujiwara Izaya's shout finally confirmed his suspicions.

"Die!" Tamamo-no-Mae struck again with her palm.