Journey to the End of the Night Chapter 1682 - 1009: Thousand Cuts, Ten Thousand Slices Pill (Part 2)

"Stop thinking about those improper matters all day long. When you have time, choose a few books like the ’Female Instructions’ or the ’Female Analects’ and copy them down!"

Not even a piece of meat obtained, and now I’m being punished to copy books?

Shu Ci considered that after pestering him for so long, he was still so formal and old-fashioned, disregarding past affections, which hurt her fox heart again.

She twisted her small waist, wrapped herself up and nestled into the blanket, crying without expression.

"Dealing with heartless men like you, I shouldn’t have been so soft-hearted and sympathetic. Back then, your body was weak, and though I followed you, I shouldn’t have worried about you not being able to bear the pain..."

She poked her little head out from the covers, looking at Baili An with teary eyes:

"Isn’t your body healed yet?

You clearly promised me that when your health improves, I could have a bite to fill my stomach occasionally, but with delay after delay, I’m really going to starve to death!"

Baili An has always deeply appreciated her persistent spirit.

But this little fox demon, you might say she truly loves him deeply, which seems true.

But sometimes, when he saw this little fox demon gaze at him like a hungry mother wolf, Baili An couldn’t help but suspect that what motivated her more was an animal instinct for courtship.

Seeing her change from her usual domineering, unreasonable demeanor, crying softly in the blanket, his heart couldn’t help but soften.

He was so worn down by this little demon that he unwittingly relented.

"I’m much better now. If you really can’t hold back... I’ll allow you a bite, but don’t overdo it."

Just one bite?

Although Shu Ci scoffed at his stinginess, even that one bite had been longed for.

Her eyes flooded with tears, she didn’t wipe them away, perhaps knowing that this tactic was effective, she continued to look at Baili An with tearful eyes:

"Before letting me have this bite, can I lick it for a while?"

Give an inch, take a mile!

Baili An was momentarily speechless, feeling his head swell with frustration.

Seeing him silent, Shu Ci didn’t know if he had agreed.

She tentatively moved closer, like an animal, tilting her head to sniff at Baili An’s neck.

Seeing no reaction from him, Shu Ci emerged from the blanket and quickly snuggled closer.

Her lips touched it, licking Baili An’s neck lightly as though it were a delicious treat.

A month ago, in Fang Geyu’s room, to suppress the True Ancestor Evil God, Baili An had severed a spiritual lock of karma at his neck, leaving the aura of karma there particularly strong.

Under her arms, Shu Ci could feel Baili An’s stiff body, thinking he was afraid of the pain, dared not make excessive moves.

She could only cherish the moment by carefully sucking and licking, her soft moist tongue targeting that spot specifically.

As if wishing she could gently drill a hole into his skin and lick deeper.

A fox’s tongue, unlike a cat’s, doesn’t have coarse barbs.

But that moist touch made Baili An feel shivers and unease, his brow furrowing as if he was enduring with great effort.

Finding it sweet, Shu Ci was finally unsatisfied, drew back her tongue and slightly opened her lips.

Her sharp canine teeth came out, taking a small bite at the area reddened by her licking.

A bit pierced, and cold blood seeped from the small pinhole-like wound.

Smelled that increasingly rich, alluring aura of karma, Shu Ci’s breath became rapid with desire.

Impatiently, she extended her little tongue, just wrapped that blood pearl into her mouth, hadn’t even tasted it properly.

Baili An, whom she held in her arms, suddenly broke free with force, his voice lower and hoarser than usual:

"Enough, let’s call it a day?"

Scoffing at Baili An who suppressed a suffering expression, Shu Ci only felt he was increasingly wicked.

Isn’t he deliberately teasing her, leaving her fox heart unsatisfied and restless? Savoring the remaining sweet taste in her mouth, Shu Ci felt increasingly aggrieved and upset.

"Is this a bite? Are you feeding a beggar?

Had I known you were so unreliable, unable to satisfy even one bite.

During that time, when you were seriously injured, I should have devoured you; at least it would have been a treat."

Touching his neck, Baili An felt puzzled and thought why do these demon beasts like to bite and draw blood when seeking affection?

Shu Ci continued to throw a tantrum on the bed, insisting on another bite.

Baili An’s ears ached from her shouting, and he couldn’t help but scold:

"Then just one more bite, don’t pester anymore, or I’ll cut off all your tail fur."

Fearing he would regret, and worrying he might again make excuses to evade, Shu Ci saw him grudgingly relent again.

He thought, this time I must gnaw off a big piece of meat, stew it until fragrant, and eat it.

Having made up his mind, Shu Ci got out of bed under Baili An’s astonished gaze, crawled under the bed, and struggled to pull out a large iron pot.

The chopping board was laid flat, the kitchen knife sharpened, and the scallions, ginger, and garlic skillfully slapped flat and chopped.

Soon, a fire was lit under the iron pot that was set up.

Shu Ci fried the scallions, ginger, and garlic in hot oil, threw in various seasonings, poured water to boil, looking like he was preparing a pot of marinade?

Baili An only felt that this little demon’s behavior was utterly baffling.

Just a moment ago, he had been eagerly trying to get close to him, and now, despite having agreed, he was nervously slapping acid and cooking marinade.

Judging by the way he licked his lips, he was probably hungry and wanted to eat before getting to business.

He frowned deeply, wondering if the mating rituals of the Fox Realm were this ceremonious.

He kindly suggested, "It’s almost noon; an attendant will bring meals soon, there’s no need to cook yourself."

Shu Ci stubbornly shook his head, "Their food isn’t tasty."

Baili An was puzzled, thinking that although the seasonings were all prepared, where was the main dish?

The marinade was smelling delicious, but the meat to be stewed was nowhere to be seen!

It was noon, and the sunlight was strong.

Although the winter sun wasn’t exactly scorching, it was shining over the open-air terrace and private booth.

Others might find it pleasantly warm, but after basking all morning, Baili An felt his skin sting and burn, vaguely uncomfortable.

Despite the fun, Baili An still paid close attention to the auction results of today’s first half.

So far, this Golden Immortal auction hadn’t shown any particular anomalies.

The little White Dragon, originally scheduled as the finale, hadn’t yet begun to auction off any parts or items from it.

This made Baili An surprisingly believe Jiushijiu’s words to some extent.

He sat in front of the soft couch, his fingers sliding lightly over the hovering screen before him, checking out the treasures auctioned this morning.

"The Inner Core of Qingyu Sky sold for a bid price of seven thousand top-grade Spirit Stones, acquired by Daoqing Palace."

"The Fire Condensing Pill sold for four thousand top-grade Spirit Stones, acquired by Heavenly Sorrow Sect."

"The Xuan Water Pill sold for six thousand top-grade Spirit Stones, acquired by Red Flame Valley."

"The Thousand Cuts Elixir sold for fifty-one thousand top-grade Spirit Stones, acquired by the host of Compartment No. Nine."

"The Dragon Roar Stone sold for thirty thousand top-grade Spirit Stones, acquired by Compartment No. Five Hundred Thirty-One."

"The Nine Phoenix Chasing Sun Black Gold Blade sold for thirty-six thousand top-grade Spirit Stones, acquired by Compartment No. Forty-Nine."

"The Cloud Cutting Sword sold for twenty-eight thousand top-grade Spirit Stones, acquired by Bishui Pavilion."

Shifang City has its rules, and the auction has both overt and covert bidding methods.

Overt bidding requires specifying the price, name, and affiliated sect or force.

Covert bidding is much simpler, only requiring a room number.

Baili An examined each line carefully, knowing that Shifang City is renowned worldwide for Artifact Refining and talismanic arts, yet within Wanggui Building.

The sale of elixirs surpasses that of weapons or rare materials and treasures.

However, prices rarely climb high; truly rare elixirs aren’t auctioned early in the first half.

Instead, these weapons attract extremely high bids, and every time one is sold, the atmosphere becomes particularly intense.

If it weren’t for lavish bids suppressing the prices, the first half of the auction wouldn’t have concluded so easily.

Baili An noticed a particularly strange point.

Compared to Spirit Pills like Qingyu Sky Inner Core, Fire Condensing Pill, Xuan Water Pill that aid cultivation...

How did the Thousand Cuts Elixir used for harsh punishment sell for a high price of fifty-one thousand top-grade Spirit Stones?

Its price even surpassed the weapons crafted by the city.

Baili An remembered that the Thousand Cuts Elixir had no benefit to cultivation; taking it felt like enduring the torture of a thousand cuts.

The skin, including internal organs, seemed to be slowly dissected by invisible knives, yet outwardly there was no sign of anything amiss.

This elixir was extremely cruel and only used in prisons among various countries; thus, few crafted it.

Due to its uniqueness, the selling price wouldn’t be high.

Even though Alchemy Masters in Shifang City crafted Thousand Cuts Elixirs with purer intent, making them more potent, surpassing those crafted by other forces.

However, there was no reason for its price to be higher than weapons.