Chapter 24 Part 1

When Sixu called out Ah Man’s identity, she was like a dodder plant, tightly clinging to her, as if afraid Ah Man would push her away.

Sixu’s rationality was on the verge of collapse. She could only rely on what little clarity remained to speak, “Take me away, quickly, take me away. The drug I’ve been hit with isn’t something you can clear with magic. I am a Demon Tamer. I’m twenty years old. My name is Sixu. Are you willing to help me?”

Her warm breath sounded beside Ah Man’s ear. It was hard to tell if Sixu was communicating with Ah Man, or trying to relieve the heat on her body.

Because her lips occasionally landed on Ah Man’s cheek, carrying her scent, especially clingy and entangling.

Ah Man had no concept of what a Demon Tamer was in her mind, but that didn’t hinder her from following Sixu’s request.

Ah Man’s eyes were deep. Looking at Sixu, who was tilting her face up and panting, she said in a deep voice, “Come with me. I’ll take you away from here.”

Sixu hooked both arms around her neck, buried her face in the crook of Ah Man’s neck. Her legs were weak and limp. Seeing this, Ah Man directly picked her up. The person in her arms was light. For a demon like herself, this weight was nothing.

She found the back door Lin Qingqing had mentioned earlier. Under the astonished gazes of others, she carried Sixu out of the Bar.

As for that woman still bumping her head against the wall, others just assumed she was another drunkard making a scene after a bad drink, no one detecting that she was under the influence of magic.

The night outside was quiet. In the back alley behind the street, Sixu’s breathing was very audible. Ah Man could feel the heat on her body growing more and more intense. She pulled out Lin Qingqing’s car key, accurately located the white car, and placed Sixu in the passenger seat.

Her long hair was already disheveled, her face flushed with shame, the moisture in her eyes—everything was displaying Sixu’s beautiful and alluring state.

Ah Man asked, “How should I save you? Take you to the Hospital?”

Sixu forced her eyes open. In her hazy, blurry gaze, there was a hint of playfulness as she said, “What Hospital? We can’t go there. If you hadn’t let me smell your magic aura, maybe the Hospital could have saved me.”

Ah Man froze, momentarily at a loss.

Sixu pressed her face against the car window, feeling the slight coolness, and let out a satisfied sigh. The corners of her eyes were tinged with the red of Rouge. Her brows and eyes were alluring and seductive, as if in an instant, an immortal had fallen from grace and transformed into a dark, demonic femme fatale.

“You actually don’t know about Demon Tamers? It seems you, little demon, are exceptionally innocent.”

She said this because Ah Man’s reaction was too calm. If it were any other demon here, they would have already violated the Demon Tamer.

A demon like Ah Man must have already signed a Bond with a Demon Tamer. But the scent on her was sweet, without any trace of a Demon Tamer’s smell. So the only possibility was that she truly didn’t know about Demon Tamers’ existence.

Driven by the drug, Sixu’s thoughts gradually scattered. Mustering her last reserves of patience, she explained, “A Demon Tamer can only sign a Bond with one demon in their lifetime. The Demon Tamer’s existence is to soothe restless demons on the fifteenth of every month, to suppress their demonic nature and prevent them from losing their reason.

My blood, my body—both are the finest nourishment for demons. Similarly, Demon Tamers are also unable to resist demons, because these two existences depend on and accompany each other. I ingested a special drug and inhaled your magic aura. Apart from you, no one can save me.”

Ah Man saw that beads of sweat had already soaked her hair, and asked with concern, “Then what should I do next?”

The fifteenth of every month? Demonic nature? What was all this?

Sixu’s long lashes lowered, hiding the profound meaning in her eyes. Trembling, she said, “…Sign a Bond with me. That is, drink my blood.”

Before Ah Man could react, Sixu had already thrown herself onto her. The not-so-spacious seat, crammed with two grown women, was relatively narrow and cramped.

Sixu hugged her waist, pressing close to her collarbone. The faint floral scent made Sixu’s eyes increasingly deep and focused.

She was an adult Demon Tamer. If she hadn’t met a demon as pure as a blank sheet of paper today, she would rather die than let any other demon get what they wanted.

She hadn’t told Ah Man the whole truth. For a demon and a Demon Tamer to sign a Bond, normally, an exchange of Heart Blood is all that’s needed. It seems equal, but in reality, the Demon Tamer will be oppressed by the demon their entire life. Humans exchange their bodies for a demon’s wealth and power—this has been the transaction for a hundred years. No one resists or resents it.

Because demons are all beautiful, all have magic. Some demons’ inheritance can be even more terrifying than humans’, wealth rivaling nations.

So, the Demon Tamer’s situation is like that of a Cauldron in cultivation novels—subject to others for a lifetime, unable to even live a full life, perhaps dying by their forties or fifties.

However, if a demon drinks the Demon Tamer’s blood, the roles are reversed. Even if the Bond is signed, the Demon Tamer won’t be unable to resist due to the demon’s aura. Instead, the demon will become unable to leave the Demon Tamer.

In the Restroom, Sixu had seen through Ah Man’s identity. At that moment, she was tense and afraid, worried that she would be forced right there.

But Sixu discovered she had no smell of other Demon Tamers on her, nor the violation she had imagined. She foolishly used magic to tell her she would help, even saying she would call the police.

Hearing such words from a demon, if Sixu’s body hadn’t been in distress, she definitely would have laughed out loud.

Sixu believed she felt disgust and resentment towards every demon. But when she met Ah Man, a voice inside her heart told her: This demon will absolutely not harm me.

Perhaps she trusted her intuition too much. Perhaps the drug’s effects were too unbearable.

Sixu chose to believe this voice.

The drug she had ingested was even more potent than the ones Sixu knew. When a Demon Tamer consumes this drug, they collapse completely. Once they smell a demon’s aura, they will surely become its plaything, sinking deeply into the demon’s aura. So, Ah Man’s attempt to help Sixu back then had inadvertently added to her burden.

Ah Man frowned, “Must I drink blood? I’ve never drunk it before.”

Sixu was about to be driven mad with frustration by her delay. Finally meeting an innocent demon, she absolutely couldn’t miss this chance.

If a Demon Tamer reaches adulthood without finding a suitable demon, they will be put up for auction in the Underground City. Although she could avoid this situation, avoidance wasn’t a permanent solution. Perhaps one day, she would have to go through such an ordeal. She absolutely wouldn’t allow herself to be so degraded!

Sixu bit open her finger. Fresh red blood flowed out. She smeared it on Ah Man’s lips. Her scorching hands cupped Ah Man’s cheeks. Her devout eyes gazed at her. “Having me, you won’t have to suffer the harm of your demonic nature every month again.”

Ah Man saw the nervousness beneath her composed surface, and the plea revealed in the depths of her eyes.

Ah Man relaxed her furrowed brows. Her lips, smeared with blood, were incomparably bewitching. She licked her lips, tasting the metallic tang of rust. Ah Man grabbed Sixu’s finger, gazing at her intently, and slowly, deliberately, lapped up the blood on Sixu’s fingertip.

Sixu’s mouth recited an ancient and mysterious incantation. She saw the mark on Ah Man’s forehead flash—it was a peach blossom. Similarly, the same mark would appear on Sixu’s forehead.

This was her demon now.

“Is it done?”

Sixu’s eyes rippled. She suppressed her deep guilt to the very bottom of her heart. Her whole body trembled. Naive, inexperienced, she kissed Ah Man’s lips.

I’m sorry, I deceived you, truly I’m sorry.

It should have been a Bond signed with Heart Blood, yet in the end, Sixu had chosen Fingertip Blood.

She thought, later on, when this Peach Demon learned that she had lied to her, having taken Fingertip Blood would make it easier to break the Bond.

Sixu couldn’t help but smile bitterly. No matter how she comforted herself, she was still a thoroughly rotten person.

“Can you hold on a little longer?”

Amidst their clumsy, tangled kiss, Ah Man asked this.

Sixu bit her lip. Her cheeks were flushed, the corners of her eyes and brows rippling like spring water. “I… I’ll try my best.”

On the drive Home that followed, Ah Man endured agony.

The seatbelt couldn’t restrain Sixu at all. She clung to Ah Man, simultaneously letting out sticky, sweet, soft sounds.

Ah Man didn’t speak, only looked at her own reflection in the rearview mirror. Her utterly alluring appearance clearly showed she was also aroused.

She understood this must be an emotional change brought on by the Bond.

Did she regret signing it?

No, she didn’t regret it.

She knew this woman was very important to her.

This was a very certain, and strange, feeling.

Ah Man was immensely thankful she had borrowed Lin Qingqing’s car keys earlier. Otherwise, in their current state, they would definitely attract countless gazes.

“Ugh… I feel so awful.”

“Save me…”

Because she was driving, Ah Man could only watch helplessly as Sixu unbuttoned her own collar.

One button, then another.

Her fingers were nimble, like tearing the petals off a flower, cruelly exposing the flower’s yellow stamen within.

She was slender. The curves were also small and delicate.

Ah Man’s eyes were very sharp. Thanks to being a demon, no matter how much she scrolled on her phone, her eyesight wouldn’t worsen.

So, that small red mole on her chest, against the snow-white skin, was exceptionally alluring and seductive.

Ah Man couldn’t help but curse, “Damn it.”

She controlled the restlessness in her body, needing to both keep an eye on Sixu and drive Home.

This torment made Ah Man feel it was even worse than being a hundred-year-old Peach Tree.

Her face was dark. The black hair at her temples had become damp. A bead of sweat slid down from her forehead; clearly, her endurance had reached its limit.

But then, a wet kiss landed on the edge of her jaw. This made the last thread of reason in Ah Man’s mind instantly ignite and explode.

Ah Man stopped the car by the roadside. She unbuckled her seatbelt, and with a forceful movement, pressed Sixu’s back against the car door. Ah Man looked at Sixu, whose eyes were brimming with tears, whose hands were fumbling over her own body, and couldn’t help but pound the car window in pain.

“Can I kiss you?”

Sixu laboriously widened her eyes. She thought her voice had a commanding tone, but in reality, it was like a spoiled cat throwing a tantrum, “Nonsense!”

Ah Man’s lips tugged into a teasing, mischievous smile, “Since you’ve agreed, I won’t hold back.”

Sixu felt like a furnace full of hot air. She desperately needed a cool, refreshing solace.

When Ah Man’s lips kissed hers, the previously lingering scent of blood was quickly covered by a floral fragrance.

Sixu’s lashes trembled. Both her hands tightly grasped Ah Man’s arms. Tilting her head up, she obediently yielded to Ah Man.

Unlike Sixu’s earlier awkwardness and inexperience, Ah Man’s kiss was very gentle and soothing. The two’s breaths gradually intertwined, becoming inseparable.

Finally getting the sweet dew she had longed for so desperately, Sixu was naturally not satisfied with just this small amount of comfort.

She wanted more, all the way to Ah Man’s everything.

Unlike those other docile Demon Tamers, she was firm and domineering.

Sixu imitated Ah Man’s actions, feeding back everything she had just learned to Ah Man.

Kissing actively, and being kissed.

Were two completely different sensations.

Ah Man cupped Sixu’s cheek, gazing intently at her expression, asking, “Feeling better?”