Sorry, I'm a cultivator.

After Li Xingzhou left, Emilia, who had put her nightgown back on, lay sprawled out, her shapely figure accentuated by the fabric. Although her clothes were intact, they were now wrinkled.

Her slender calves and well-proportioned calves were shrouded in a layer of moist black mist. Her delicate and exquisite feet were tightly curled up in the black stockings, and her round, soft red heels were clearly visible.

Emilia's vampire body craved Li Xingzhou's blood, but the vortex of the blood droplet became the best protective shield for this drop of blood, making Emilia both love and fear it.

Especially when an unprecedented electric-like tingling sensation swept through her entire body, she even had to bite her tongue lightly to restrain her downward-moving right hand.

At these times, Li Xingzhou's image would involuntarily appear in her mind.

He had actually left her here to suffer such humiliation, yet her body was yielding to his whims even faster than her heart!

But...why?

She had tried using magic to reduce her senses, but whenever Li Xingzhou's image appeared in her mind, the feeling of being humiliated by an inferior race seemed to amplify her senses, making it impossible for her to control her instinctive impulses.

Could it be that deep down, I really am yearning for it?

No, it's not!

It must be that the body's reaction is causing the brain to malfunction!

Emilia firmly believed that even though Li Xingzhou's drop of blood came and went, bringing her the fear of not knowing when it would strike...

No, I won't compromise!

No...

Emilia's cursing continued intermittently throughout the night.

……

Another bedroom separated by a wall.

Li Xingzhou could clearly see Emilia's posture and expression through his divine sense.

Emilia's hesitant and helpless manner, her stammering and awkwardness, held a certain charm that was hard to describe for him.

This second True Ancestor gave him a strange feeling of liking.

To describe it specifically, it's a sense of conquest.

After watching for a while, Li Xingzhou stopped. He was young and impetuous, and it was easy for him to lose control of his inner fire.

But he knew perfectly well that now was not the time to pounce.

To completely conquer this proud woman!

Silent all night.

Li Xingzhou spent the whole day in bed recovering his spiritual power, while Emilia also spent the whole day hiding in the bedroom...

Or rather, it's not that they're hiding, but that they simply have no way to get out.

Olivia could guess what was happening inside the castle, so she didn't return to prepare for the Red Moon Banquet.

That night.

Li Xingzhou entered Emilia's bedroom again.

Emilia, who was lying limp on the bed, saw him walk in and her eyes immediately turned resentful. She tried to sit up, but she had no strength at all.

She wanted to curse, but her throat felt hoarse.

Li Xingzhou looked leisurely at Emilia, who was covered in sweat and had fair skin with a rosy glow, and smiled slightly: "No need to change the sheets, it's pointless anyway..."

"Let's not mop the floor yet."

“You…” Emilia stared intently at Li Xingzhou: “I will not yield!”

Her voice was loud, but her tone carried an indescribable fear.

Emilia was terrified.

The feeling of tasting the marrow and developing a taste for it cast a shadow over her heart.

"If you're so capable, then just..."

"Not urgent."

Li Xingzhou stretched out his fingers; that night, there were two drops of blood in a vortex.

Emilia's face turned pale: "You, you..."

“Second True Ancestor, I am a nobody in your eyes…” Li Xingzhou deliberately emphasized this point: “but I am very patient.”

After finishing everything, Li Xingzhou left the bedroom again.

Emilia stared wide-eyed at the ceiling. Li Xingzhou's blood was twice as strong as yesterday's!

She didn't know how she got through the day, but she felt that if she hadn't possessed strong blood energy, she probably would have collapsed long ago.

The third night.

Emilia hugged her knees and leaned against the headboard, looking at Li Xingzhou who walked in with a somewhat timid gaze, but her tone remained firm: "Let me tell you, your little tricks..."

"Don't worry, we'll try a different approach today."

Li Xingzhou tugged at the red string in his hand, and his smile shone into Emilia's eyes. She felt that the human in front of her was no different from a demon.

Li Xingzhou patiently tied up Emilia. He knew how to tie her up beautifully, but he didn't do so.

His method of binding her was very crude, making Emilia feel like a respectable woman who had been forcibly taken to the mountains by bandits.

This dramatic shift in her mindset amplified her deepest desires to an unprecedented degree, to the point that she didn't resist them at all...

This terrified her even more, and she couldn't help but curse loudly, as if only in this way could she maintain her inner resolve.

Li Xingzhou tied her raised arms to the iron chains hanging from the roof, casually slapped her, and listened to the sound she made involuntarily, saying meaningfully, "You don't seem to want to scold me?"

Emilia stared at Li Xingzhou, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.

He slapped me pretty hard, and I don't seem to... dislike it?

She wanted to say something, but could only see Li Xingzhou's departing figure.

Li Xingzhou applied the Immortal Control Technique to the red rope, which could continuously amplify the hidden desires in Emilia's heart.

Emilia had gotten somewhat used to it, really quite used to it, but tonight she realized she was completely wrong!

That night, she was constantly asking herself questions.

Surprisingly, no one cursed Li Xingzhou.

The fourth night.

Emilia stared blankly at Li Xingzhou as he walked in. She couldn't believe that she was actually looking forward to what this insignificant man would do tonight...

"The red string is a little special tonight."

Li Xingzhou said softly, "If you don't feel a sense of pleasure from being bullied by someone as insignificant as me, the rope won't tighten. But if you do... you know what I mean."

After Li Xingzhou left, Emilia looked up at the ceiling in a daze, and inexplicably thought of that day in the basement when she almost touched the tip of Li Xingzhou's shoe.

If I had kissed him then, and he had stepped on me...

The proud woman imagined all sorts of possibilities, unable to believe that she would have such thoughts. She couldn't help but raise her head, her blood-red pupils looking at her forehead.

It was as if a string in my heart had finally relaxed.

Every sound penetrates to the bone.

Day 4, Day 5...

Emilia looked at Li Xingzhou as he walked in, and although she was still not the same, her gaze immediately settled on his hands.

This human, born into a lower race whom I despise... has all sorts of tricks up his sleeve.

"What is tonight?"

She spoke first, her voice carrying a strange and eerie rhythm: "How are you going to trample on my dignity?"

She thought Li Xingzhou would lose his temper, but she never expected him to remain so patient.

This left her with a feeling of emptiness. Why?

When will we have to wait?

He walked so fast, he barely touched his skin at all...

Even... a slap?

Do I really have to speak up myself?

Emilia opened her mouth, but perhaps because it was the last 'pure land' in her heart, she didn't say it.

Because she didn't say it out loud, she felt her thoughts becoming increasingly muddled. Even when she saw him again, she couldn't help but touch him, but all she got in return was his avoidance.

why? !

You started it first, you were the one who wanted to, so why are you hiding...?

Until the tenth day.

Emilia looked at Li Xingzhou, who remained calm, the arrogance in her eyes vanished without a trace.

"Don't leave tonight... okay?"

Emilia lowered her noble head; at that moment, she knew nothing of thought, only wanting to keep him here.

Leave Li Xingzhou here!

Emilia looked at the tips of Li Xingzhou's shoes, her red lips parted slightly, and her tongue licked the corner of her lips.

"Anything is fine!"

She looked up at Li Xingzhou: "I...like, want..."

Emilia's voice trembled, and the last string in her heart snapped completely.

She suddenly remembered the scene in the basement that night when she knelt at Li Xingzhou's feet.

Ten more days...

Li Xingzhou clearly did nothing, but what about me?

The desires I didn't want to face grew stronger and stronger, to the point that I couldn't suppress them at all.

It seems that the essence of my being is being bullied by Li Xingzhou, this inferior human race.