Song Ci’s head was in the clouds.
He could not help but think about that matter.
In the past four years since he evolved into a demon, Song Ci had developed and sharpened his reflexes so that he could preserve his own life. No matter what happened, his first reaction would be to hide.
But he did not dodge when Rong Bai leaned in so close to him that it exceeded the typical distance for social interactions and encroached on his personal space.
This was odd.
Song Ci intuitively knew that he must not think about it in-depth and forcefully quelled his doubts, perhaps not even noticing his subconscious avoidance of the matter.
Rong Bai really meant what he said when he said that he would show Song Ci around.
The entire Tu Shan Clan had claimed the southern lands of the Divine Capital as their home. Children with fox ears and tails could be seen everywhere outdoors.
But these people seemed to fear Rong Bai. The moment they saw them, they would retreat on their own initiative. Even Song Ci, who was following beside him, ended up as the topic of their conversations.
Was this respect? Or fear? Song Ci could not figure it out.
Rong Bai turned a blind eye to them as he strolled at leisure to allow Song Ci to get a good look at the surroundings.
In truth, the Divine Realm was no different from the Demon Realm and the Human Realm. It was probably because of the glory of the name “Divine Realm” that Song Ci found everything he saw grand and noble.
Just as he was admiring the scenery in silence, he saw a few young gentlemen and ladies walking towards them.
“Rong Bai, I heard you brought a little demon back?” The one at the lead stood before Rong Bai and lifted his chin, his eyes full of challenge.
Rong Bai frowned in irritation after seeing them. “Scram.”
“Whoa. Look at that temper of our Little Young Lord.” The man giggled. “You must be feeling uncomfortable now after receiving those two lashes.”
Song Ci’s face sank the moment he heard this. “Haven’t you heard of the saying ‘a good dog doesn’t block the way’?”
He was not really an easily angered person. But hearing this man sarcastically mocking Rong Bai ignited a fire in him.
The instant he spoke, they all turned to look at him. Losing his face at being refuted, the man at the lead fumed, “Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me?!”
“Huh?” A girl in pink beside him looked at Song Ci and said, “This isn’t Peining, the attendant who is always following Rong Bai. He looks so unfamiliar…”
Song Ci looked at these people who were obviously here to stir up trouble. His tone took on a harsh turn. “What does my identity have to do with you?!”
The man flew into a rage and glared fixedly at Song Ci. “You’re asking for death!”
Song Ci did not sense the intent to kill from him. He merely saw the pupils of the man’s green eyes shrink and metamorphose into an intense emerald color. Then, his five senses felt as if they had been shrouded with a thick cloth. Everything around him instantly grew indistinct.
Intuitively sensing something wrong, he shut his eyes and shook his head, wanting to break free of this sensation. But when he opened his eyes again, he was completely stunned.
The scene before him had changed dramatically. He was originally walking along the street with Rong Bai. But in the time it took for him to close his eyes, he was already in Rong Bai’s inner chamber!
He was even sitting on the edge of his bed.
Song Ci subconsciously felt around the bedding. It was soft and silky to the touch; it did not seem to be fake.
What is this situation?!
Song Ci was about to rise to his feet when a person grabbed hold of him by his wrist and yanked him back. In a moment of desperation, he braced himself with both hands as his shoulder crashed into a sturdy chest.
“Where are you going?” Rong Bai’s voice rang out right beside his ear. Song Ci was so startled his entire body jerked.
Rong Bai’s tone was not the same as his usual tone. It was so tender and plaintive it was enchanting.
Song Ci jumped in fright and turned his head for a look. Rong Bai edged along his chin and headed up, his lips almost touching Song Ci’s lips.
“Arghhh—!” Song Ci yelled and hurriedly reached out to shove him away. He did not expect Rong Bai to grab his wrist and pull him towards him.
“Rong Bai! Rong Bai, release me! I’m Song Ci…” He fell into the crooks of Rong Bai’s arms in an awkward position. As he raised his head, he saw Rong Bai lowered his eyes. His smile was gentle and ambiguous, and his eyes were brimming with desire so hot it almost torched Song Ci.
Song Ci’s heart started drumming against his chest. Every beat struck hard into his consciousness, dimming it. He was almost drowning in the color of Rong Bai’s eyes.
This bewitching spell hit him too abruptly. Song Ci did not even have the chance to resist. All at once, Rong Bai’s pretty eyes took hold of his entire mind.
“I know you are Song Ci.” Rong Bai chuckled. “Isn’t this what you want?”
“What do I want?” Song Ci asked him a baffling question.
But Rong Bai did not laugh at him. Instead, he slowly put him onto the bed and pressed down on him with slow movements. There was no hint of aggressiveness to his actions; it was more like a natural progression of things.
“You said you want to be intimate with me…” One of Rong Bai’s hands was above Song Ci’s head, while his other hand moved down Song Ci’s wrist to clasp his hand and interlock his fingers with his.
Song Ci looked right into Rong Bai’s eyes. The more he looked, the more he felt his body grew hot. Rong Bai’s breaths caressed his face, and Song Ci’s face reddened until it looked as if it had been smudged with maiden’s rouge. He stammered, “In-in-intimate?! Me and you??”
“That’s impossible! We are both men. How are we going to do… that?!” He yelled at the top of his voice.
Rong Bai was still as gentle. His blue eyes looked as if they were submerged in water. “Didn’t you say it yourself?”
“What did I say?”
“You said you love me. You are willing to lie beneath me.” Rong Bai’s eyes traced the outlines of Song Ci’s face. Then he smiled and asked, “Now that you are on my bed, you turn your back on me?”
An explosion ripped through Song Ci’s brain and turned his mind to mush. He asked, flabbergasted. “I said that?”
“Didn’t you?” Rong Bai questioned.
“Impossible.” Song Ci started to pant for breath.
“Why don’t you admit it? Think about it carefully yourself.” Rong Bai spoke softly as if he were coaxing a child. “What were you thinking the first time you saw me? Did you really cling to me just for that blade? Why were you so angry when the others scolded me? And when I appeared beside you, why were you so happy? The list goes on. Don’t tell me you are still unaware of it?”
Very lightly, Rong Bai’s breaths brushed past Song Ci’s cheeks, bypassed his ears, and slipped down along his collar into his heart. A jolt shot through him.
One by one, these questions flitted across his heart and stirred up a monstrous wave of emotions.
Rong Bai continued, “Others can’t tell, but you should be pretty clear of the answer, shouldn’t you?”
“… That’s right.” Song Ci muttered.
He looked at Rong Bai and suddenly raised his head to search for his mouth and lock on to his lips. At the same time, he wrapped his hands around Rong Bai’s neck and hugged him tightly. Only one thought remained in his mind: to be intimate with Rong Bai.
Rong Bai let out a smug chuckle like one who had gotten his way. He wrapped an arm around Song Ci’s neck with one hand and pried apart Song Ci’s collars with the other hand.
Song Ci incessantly licked Rong Bai’s lips. Placing his own hands over Rong Bai’s hands, he tore his own outer robe open. During the time they were all over each other, he had stripped away most of his clothes.
“Song Ci—!” A sudden shout from Feng Zhuojun broke the sensual scene. Song Ci suddenly opened his eyes and realized that everything that had happened earlier had disappeared.
The street was still the same street. Except that the pedestrians who were initially getting out of the way were now all gathered on both sides of the road.
Rong Bai stood before him, lifting a man with a bloodied face. It was only when he saw Song Ci in a daze that he reined in his malevolence a little. He flung the man in his hands down and strode over to Song Ci.
Song Ci’s emotions were still a little unstable after experiencing what happened earlier. He subconsciously took half a step back. Rong Bai noticed it and lowered his eyes. He bent over to pick up the robe on the ground and gently draped it over Song Ci. He whispered, “It’s all right now.”
Song Ci still looked dazed. “What happened?”
“Qingqiu Ji! Qingqiu Ji!” The woman panicked and squatted beside the man, who showed no reaction even after she shoved him a few times. She flew into a rage and bellowed at Rong Bai, “Tu Shan Rong Bai! We are Tu Shan’s guests. How dare you treat us this way?!”
Rong Bai closed Song Ci’s collar and turned back to say in a frosty voice, “If you dare to make any moves on those from Tu Shan again, I’ll make sure you never get to return home.”
“The Qingqiu is, at the very least, a major clan in the Demon Realm. How can we let you humiliate us like this?!” The woman said hatefully. “I’m sure the Tu Shan Elder will redress this injustice for us!”
Rong Bai let out a sneer.
Song Ci had a sense of foreboding on hearing this. He raised his head to look at Rong Bai. “Are you…”
When Rong Bai heard Song Ci’s words, he stopped engaging with the group of Qingqiu and turned his head to stroke Song Ci’s head. Then, pulling Song Ci by the wrist, he led him away.
“Will you be punished for hurting them?” Song Ci walked behind him for a while before he asked in apprehension.
“There’s no need for you to worry.” Instead of taking it to heart, Rong Bai asked, “Where else do you want to go?”
Song Ci’s mind was in a mess. He faltered. “I’d like to go back.”
Rong Bai complied. “Then, we shall head back.”
“Don’t take everything you saw earlier to heart. They are all merely illusions.” Rong Bai said, “The Qingqiu Fox clan is the most adept at charming others.”
Song Ci’s eyes brightened.
The foxes clan are the best at charming others…
In an instant, it dawned on him. No wonder he had that kind of reaction to Rong Bai earlier. Looks like Rong Bai had cast a little mesmerizing spell on him.
Song Ci touched his chest and laughed merrily. “It’s fine, it’s fine. I won’t take it to heart.”
Rong Bai did not know what was going on in Song Ci’s mind. But he smiled when he saw Song Ci’s laughing. He led him back to the inner chamber.
Not once had the smile left Song Ci’s face along the way back. Occasionally, he would even hum a tune or two. Feng Zhuojun asked in puzzlement, “Why are you so happy? The entire Tu Shan now knows that you stripped in public.”
“Come to think of it, it’s strange. Why did I fall under that man’s spell so quickly? I wasn’t the least bit on guard against it.”
“It’s only normal that you couldn’t guard yourself against the Qingqiu’s enthrallment spell….” Feng Zhuojun said. “Among tens of thousands of demons, the Qingqiu Fox Clan’s Art of Seduction is the most powerful.”
“Then… why would I fall under that kind of spell?” Song Ci was not ashamed to probe further.
“What kind?” Feng Zhuojun asked. “You were stripping your clothes off earlier. Don’t tell me it’s that kind of unmentionable spell?”
“Yeah, yeah. More or less that.” Song Ci hurriedly nodded his head.
Rong Bai looked at him doubtfully. “What’s with you?”
Song Ci hurriedly shook his head. “I’m fine.”
“This kind of spell is superficial. At most, it will make you sexually deprived. If you have the urge, you can ask Rong Bai for a woman. As long as—”
“Stop! Don’t say a word more.” Song Ci was more or less already immune. “Your worries are unfounded.”