Volume 1, Chapter 34 – Consequences of an Eternal Mark

The moonlight was just right.

But in Song Shiyuan’s heart, it was as if a layer of lingering haze had been cast.

All along the way she hesitated, she wavered.

She didn’t know whether she should go back, nor did she know how to face that little fox demon if she did go back.

Thinking about it now, Song Shiyuan still found it somewhat laughable.

Earlier, she’d actually believed the nonsense that mysterious voice told her, believing the little fox demon truly was that nine-tailed Fox Monarch who had forcibly taken her as a female consort.

Every time she thought of this, Song Shiyuan wanted to give herself two hard slaps.

Walking alone beneath the moonlight, Song Shiyuan felt her hands and feet ice cold.

Just thinking about how, after going back, she would have to face that scene that made her feel incomparably suffocated, Song Shiyuan felt her heart uneasy and disturbed.

She felt her legs were heavy, as if filled with lead.

The closer she got to that room, the more Song Shiyuan felt the boulder pressing on her chest gradually growing heavier.

She even had an illusion, as if the Eighth Realm heavenly and earthly majesty the nine-tailed Fox Monarch had imposed on her body still hadn’t been withdrawn.

Of course, she knew this was merely her own illusion, her own psychological effect.

Her hesitation and unease stemmed from knowing she was in the wrong, having no face to confront it.

The blockage in her heart was because she felt guilty.

Unease, conflict, regret.

Countless emotions stagnated in her chest, making it difficult to breathe. Even her heartbeat was becoming heavy.

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Her body felt cold, her muscles stiff, her spirit trembling.

Yet no matter what emotions were in her heart, no matter how powerless she felt inside, she had to go back and face it.

Song Shiyuan let out a sigh.

There was no room for her to escape.

Before she knew it, Song Shiyuan had already dragged her heavy steps to the outside of her room.

“Little fox demon…” She looked toward her own room, her mouth speaking in a dry, hoarse whisper.

She knew that even if her feet were heavier than a thousand jun, she had to take this step.

She bit her silver teeth and, like someone about to die, stepped inside.

Contrary to Song Shiyuan’s expectations, besides the little fox demon, there was someone else in the room.

The silver-haired little fox demon lay flat on the bed, her head turned to one side.

A white-haired beauty was extending her hand, gently pressing on her lower abdomen.

“Little fox demon…” Song Shiyuan looked at the little fox demon, wanting to say something but discovering she couldn’t say anything at all.

What could she say? That everything was her fault? That she would take responsibility?

Laughable…

Song Shiyuan, who do you think you are?

The white-haired beauty noticed Song Shiyuan’s arrival. She turned her head, coldly sweeping a glance at Song Shiyuan.

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Song Shiyuan suddenly felt her entire body go cold. This time it wasn’t just her psychological effect.

The Fox Palace steward before her was directing undisguised killing intent toward her.

“Do you see the pattern on her lower abdomen?” Hu Xian’er asked Song Shiyuan, her voice cold and emotionless.

Song Shiyuan looked toward the place Hu Xian’er’s finger was pressing.

She saw it. On the little fox demon’s smooth, flat lower abdomen, there was now imprinted an ugly golden mark.

Song Shiyuan understood. That was the imprint formed by a pure yang sword cultivator’s yang energy within a fox demon’s body.

“Don’t… don’t look.” The little fox demon sensed Song Shiyuan’s gaze. Her entire body trembled lightly as she expressed her resistance with a tearful voice.

She extended her slender wrist, wrapped in cloth strips and covered with bluish-purple restraint marks, pulling over the blanket from the side to cover her wretched delicate body.

“Please go out… don’t look at Axi anymore.” The little fox demon curled herself into a ball, completely burying herself under the blanket.

The constantly trembling traces on the blanket proclaimed the master’s state of mind.

Song Shiyuan looked at the little fox demon like this, her heart wrenching even more painfully.

“She’s been marked. Do you know what it means?” Hu Xian’er spoke coldly toward Song Shiyuan.

Song Shiyuan was speechless. She had nothing to say and only nodded stiffly.

“Deeply marked during her initial heat period. Do you know what this means?” Hu Xian’er stood up, slowly walking toward Song Shiyuan.

Song Shiyuan moved her dry lips and said hoarsely, “Being marked during the initial heat period makes it very easy to form a spirit fetus.”

“In other words, she’ll become pregnant.”

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“Heh! Is it just as simple as becoming pregnant?” Hu Xian’er let out a few cold laughs. “As Her Majesty’s female consort, haven’t you read even a bit of the books Her Majesty prepared for you!”

This time, Song Shiyuan heard it. The fox demon steward before her seemed extremely angry.

Song Shiyuan was in the wrong. She couldn’t respond.

“Since you don’t know, then I’ll explain it to you.” Hu Xian’er said, “A fox demon in her initial heat period hasn’t yet finished condensing her demon core. At this time, being deeply marked by a sword cultivator, besides definitely forming a spirit fetus, the pure yang energy will also penetrate deep into the demon core, becoming an eternal mark that no medicine can cure.”

Song Shiyuan heard these words and opened her mouth with difficulty to ask, “What does this… mean…”

Hu Xian’er sneered and said, “It means that the mark left on the demon core will accompany her for her entire life and cannot be removed.”

“A demon core with an eternal mark will autonomously reject pure yang energy from anyone other than the mark’s master.”

“She cannot conceive a spirit fetus for anyone other than the mark’s master.”

“Moreover, this mark will permanently lock the demon core’s growth, making her unable to cultivate further.”

“Even if the mark’s master dies, this imprint cannot be cleared.”

“A fox demon with an eternal mark is a private possession branded with a permanent mark.”

“Now that I’ve explained it this way, do you understand? Female sword cultivator of Lingxiao Sword Sect.”

Upon hearing this, Song Shiyuan’s entire body shook.

Shock filled her eyes as she retreated several steps in succession.

When a woman loses her chastity, it’s like suffering cruel punishment.

But Song Shiyuan hadn’t known that for a fox demon to lose her chastity during her initial heat period would have such severe consequences.

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Unable to cultivate, unable to conceive again.

That middle-aged male sword cultivator who had planted the eternal mark on the little fox demon was already dead.

The child now in her belly would also be her only child.

For a newly transformed little fox demon, this was far too cruel.

She had lost her future.

“Unable to cultivate, unable to conceive again, not even able to be deeply marked. You should understand what this means for a fox demon, right?” Hu Xian’er said coldly. “Her entire life has been completely ruined.”

“I… I didn’t know.” Song Shiyuan said vacantly. “How could this be? Is there really no solution at all?”

“Heh!” Hu Xian’er sneered.

She truly was angry, because this ungrateful, unappreciative sword cultivator had actually made Her Majesty go through so much trouble and effort.

“Is it useful to say this now? Female sword cultivator, do you know what you’ve done?”

Hu Xian’er walked forward. A huge fox tail materialized and directly wrapped around Song Shiyuan’s neck, strangling her tightly.

“Since you’re already clear about the consequences caused by you, then now you can tell me. Why was she in your room tonight?”

Song Shiyuan gripped Hu Xian’er’s fox tail tightly.

This fox demon steward had never concealed the killing intent on her body.

Song Shiyuan knew that at this moment, this fox demon truly wanted to kill her.

Song Shiyuan felt she was about to suffocate.