Chapter 155: Sister

Yin Buqi said, “Niannian, I have something to give you.”

Jiang Niannian hiccupped through her tears, “W-what?”

His cool fingertips gently covered Jiang Niannian’s eyes, and when he removed them, she saw a large gash in his chest.

Inside was a cluster of green essence, devoid of blood but filled with the scent of flowers.

“What are you doing?!” Jiang Niannian was so angry she wanted to hit him, but at the same time, she was terrified by the wound on his body.

She reached out to cover it.

“It’s okay, Niannian, I won’t die.”

Yin Buqi affectionately kissed her hair.

“This is the divine power that was taken from you. I got it back for you. The situation was urgent, and I didn’t have a proper container, so I used my body to store it for you. Now, I’m giving it back to you.”

“Are you crazy? Why don’t you care about your own body at all?!”

Jiang Niannian couldn’t help but scream.

Yin Buqi was really driving her insane.

Seeing her frantic expression, Yin Buqi’s gaze was both tender and mad.

His cool fingers gently pinched her chin, and his lips descended once more.

The green essence in his chest glowed, and with a surge of spiritual energy, it poured into Jiang Niannian’s body.

He was using his flesh as a medium, not holding back his aura.

The unique scent of cedar mixed with the smell of blood wafted over, seemingly penetrating her very soul.

Jiang Niannian was so angry that tears streamed down her face, her hands clutching Yin Buqi’s, trembling uncontrollably.

But Yin Buqi didn’t let go until all the essence had been transferred.

That day, Jiang Niannian held Yin Buqi and cried for a long time, repeatedly calling him a “bastard.”

He had broken her heart, so she had to make him suffer her tears.

Yin Buqi quietly endured it, his fingers gently caressing her chin and cheeks, their coolness soothing.

Jiang Niannian seemed not yet recovered from the reunion after their near-death separation.

Yin Buqi smiled helplessly and waved his sleeve.

Jiang Niannian blinked and slowly closed her eyes.

Her eyelids shut, but her eyeballs still moved, as if struggling to stay awake.

Yin Buqi held her in his arms, softly comforting her, “You know I can’t bear to see you cry. Sleep now, I’ll never leave you again.”

He lightly kissed the corner of her lips.

“I was wrong today. Let’s go back, and you can punish me however you want.”

Only then did Jiang Niannian stop struggling and slowly fall asleep.

As soon as Coal Ball returned to the underworld, he felt weak all over.

His large, furry head drooped, and his four short, stubby legs bent as he lay on the ground.

He opened his mouth wide, panting heavily, his tongue hanging out.

This trip had completely exhausted him.

…

The city of Fengdu was circular, with a mountain in the center. The mountain was covered with amaryllis and nandina, and its peak was perpetually snow-capped.

There stood the Soul-Enchantment Hall, where Emperor Jiuyin resided.

At this moment, by the hot spring on the mountain peak.

A white fox with soft fur lay on a blanket, its red eyes fixed on the woman in the spring.

He watched her dip into the water and rise, watched her pour water over herself to wash.

The droplets on her body sparkled, making her skin appear even more delicate and translucent.

The shimmering lake and the night’s haze made her appearance utterly captivating.

The white fox’s eyes deepened, as if his bottomless pupils were filled entirely with her image.

It had been three months since the battle with the Heaven’s Will.

For these three months, Yin Buqi had been in a coma.

He had just woken up and could only maintain his fox form.

Discovering Jiang Niannian was missing, he rushed out to find her.

Seeing her bathing, he lay nearby to accompany her.

He just wanted to know where Jiang Niannian was at all times.

Once she was out of his control, he felt panicked.

That battle had damaged his foundation, and now he was weak, unable to withstand the slightest chill.

The blanket beneath him had been brought by the Black and White Impermanence.

But he had been lying there for a long time, and Jiang Niannian hadn’t paid him any attention.

“Niannian~” the fox cautiously called out, “Aren’t you cold?”

Jiang Niannian didn’t look at him.

“No.”

Yin Buqi’s heart felt cold; Niannian was so distant with him.

He continued, “Niannian, I’ve been lying here for almost half an hour, and you haven’t acknowledged me… Do you not love me anymore?”

Jiang Niannian was both angry and amused: Was he taking the girlfriend’s role so she had no way to go?

She said, “Don’t you have your own things to do? Why are you idling here?”

Yin Buqi gazed at her with adoration, his red eyes fierce and passionate.

“Accompanying you is my thing.”

She was more important than anything else.

He wished he could merge with her, their flesh and blood entwined.

Jiang Niannian turned her back to him.

“Go away, I don’t need your company.”

Yin Buqi’s gaze turned dangerous.

He stared at her back for a while, then softly said, “I’m leaving.”

He stood up on his fox legs and walked towards the Soul-Enchantment Hall, leaving her with a lonely yet slightly proud back view.

Yin Buqi waited with his back turned, but after a while, he heard no movement behind him.

His anxiety and unease grew stronger.

Before she could get out of the water, he suddenly jumped in.

He barely managed to transform into a human shape, but it was only the form of a teenager.

He lowered his head to lick her lips.

Jiang Niannian pushed him away but was stunned.

Although Yin Buqi had transformed, he was… in the form of a teenager.

He looked so… tender.

His features were the same, but his face was slightly rounder, lacking the decadent beauty and ruthlessness of his adult form.

Instead, he looked indescribably cute.

No, this felt like going back to their teenage years.

Jiang Niannian looked at her young lover and was almost overwhelmed by how adorable he was!

Even though he was the same old bastard who had made her worry and cry for months, it didn’t diminish his current cuteness.

His face was so tender, and his youthful body…

Ahem.

Jiang Niannian couldn’t resist reaching out and giving him a little touch.

Yin Buqi’s fair skin instantly turned slightly red.

Seeming to know she liked this, his red eyes narrowed slightly, full of calculation.

He kept his fox ears, soft and obediently drooping.

In the mist, his wet hair clung to his cheeks, his face pale, his eyes confused and helpless, like a wounded, lost little animal.

His red eyes looked at her pitifully, “Sister~ Don’t be angry, I know I was wrong.”

Jiang Niannian’s blood pressure skyrocketed.

This dog man was so good at acting; she was completely under his control.

“You, shut up! Don’t call me sister.”

“Why?”

Why? With him looking like this and calling her so sweetly, she was afraid she might not be able to control herself and do something to him right here! She still had to teach him a lesson!

At this moment, Jiang Niannian’s mind was screaming: Go ahead, pet him, pet him! You’re already shaped by Yin Buqi!

Jiang Niannian’s rationality : Have you forgotten how he left you alone to sacrifice himself against the Heaven’s Will?! Have you forgotten how you cried by his side for three months?!

Mind: Get out of here! Who could resist a fragrant, soft fox spirit like him?!

Jiang Niannian barely steadied herself and asked, “On the day of the battle… how did you know you would definitely come back?”

Yin Buqi said, “Because I wouldn’t let you die.”

He gazed at her, his eyes still filled with the familiar passion.

His long eyelashes half-covered his tender gaze.

Whenever he looked at her like this, her heart would race uncontrollably, as if under a spell.

Jiang Niannian asked again, “So, will you stay with me forever from now on?”

“Yes, I will always be with Niannian.”

Jiang Niannian said, “So, before you left, you said those words about dying for love just to make me sad?”

“I just wanted Niannian to never forget me…”

Jiang Niannian instantly understood.

She grabbed his hair, her expression fierce, “Enough talk, prepare to die! Today, I’ll show you what domestic violence is!”

“Sister~” Yin Buqi took her other wrist and brought it to his lips, kissing it.

“If hitting me will make you feel better, then please don’t hold back.”

Jiang Niannian: Damn it, I can’t do it.

Yin Buqi, the legendary, ruthless, and gloomy madman, had now turned into a tea-sipping old bastard just to appease his wife.