Chapter 34: Thirst for Blood, Out of Control

Over the next few days, Feng Ling discovered that her sense of taste was rapidly disappearing.

On the first day, she could still taste the five basic flavors: sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty.

On the second day, spicy and bitter became very vague…

By the third day, even sweet and salty were only faint shadows.

On the fourth day… she ate a whole plate of Sister Ling Yue’s sweet and sour ribs.

It felt like chewing wax—no taste at all—but she still smiled and finished it.

“Delicious, delicious! Sister Ling Yue’s sweet and sour ribs are the best in the world!”

“Really? Then I’ll make them again tomorrow.”

“Great, great! That’s wonderful!”

And when Ling Yue walked into the kitchen carrying the empty plate, Feng Ling’s smile slowly crumbled.

She looked down at her little hand.

The tips of her nails were now razor-sharp…

Then she tried lightly scratching the sofa armrest.

Four deep grooves instantly appeared.

Also, her teeth…

Those two fangs were very prominent now.

She could feel them even without deliberately touching them.

“Little Feng Ling.”

“Here!”

Sister Ling Yue had come back at some point, holding two glasses of liquid.

No need to guess—it was blood…

But the left glass seemed normal, while the right one had a strange alcoholic smell.

“Today I’ve prepared something special for you~”

Ling Yue handed the glass of red liquid with the alcohol scent to Little Feng Ling.

“This is a special red wine of our vampire clan. It’s fermented from blood and some kind of fruit. The taste is a bit like human red wine, but better suited for the vampire palate. Your sense of taste should be fairly evolved by now, right? Try this first—you should be able to taste it.”

Feng Ling took the glass, hesitated for a moment, then tilted her head back and took a sip.

And the moment the liquid slid down her throat, her eyes widened.

It really had taste… and it gave her a completely unfamiliar sensation…

To put it into words, it was like countless tentacles extending from the liquid, gently brushing against her entire mouth and esophagus.

“G-good…”

Then she took another big gulp.

This time, the feeling was even stronger.

As the liquid flowed down her throat, she could clearly feel every place it passed through… esophagus, stomach, even deeper.

“Good?”

Ling Yue slowly swirled the other glass of blood.

“Good! Super good! Hey hey, what kind of blood is this?”

“This was taken directly from a dragon~”

Ling Yue said with a smile.

Hearing this, Feng Ling nearly dropped the glass.

“D-d-d-dragon…? You said dragon?”

“Just kidding~ It’s just ordinary human blood with a special spice added… Look at you, scared, your face is white.”

“Come on… Sister Ling Yue, can you stop scaring me like that!”

“Because Little Feng Ling’s reaction is too cute~”

Next, Feng Ling angrily finished the rest of the blood.

But she didn’t notice that when she took her second sip, a very subtle glint flashed in Sister Ling Yue’s eyes.

…

That night, Feng Ling lay in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

There was a strange feeling in her body, like something crawling through her blood vessels.

Starting from her heart, flowing through the arteries to her limbs, then back to her heart…

Each cycle made the feeling stronger.

What is this…

Not pain, not an itch…

It’s… craving.

Thirst… she was thirsty.

So Feng Ling sat up in bed, only to realize she had bitten her lip at some point.

The scent of blood spread through her mouth.

Good…

Her own blood tasted so good…

This realization gave her goosebumps.

“Little Feng Ling? Still awake?”

The door suddenly opened, and Ling Yue appeared.

Sister Ling Yue was wearing a black spaghetti-strap nightgown tonight, but Feng Ling’s gaze wasn’t on the slight glimpse of her shoulders.

Instead, she stared fixedly at the red liquid in the glass Ling Yue was holding.

“Thirsty?”

Ling Yue sat down by the bed and asked.

“A little…”

“Be honest.”

“Very thirsty. Extremely thirsty.”

“Then do you want to drink?”

Feng Ling bit her lip.

Reason told her not to drink that…

‘Your body is changing. The more you drink, the more you’ll be unable to live without these things… You’ll completely become a monster that can only survive on blood, completely become Ling Yue’s possession.’

But at this moment, reason was as light as a piece of paper, and a single breeze blew it away.

“Yes…”

Feng Ling nodded slightly.

Seeing Ling Yue hand her the glass, Feng Ling took it and downed it in one gulp.

The feeling of blood sliding down her throat was like a basin of water being poured on burning charcoal.

The scorching sensation was instantly extinguished.

An infinite sense of satisfaction washed over her.

Every cell cheered, every nerve trembled.

Ha… Ha… Ha… Ahh…

She put down the glass and panted heavily.

Her little face was burning hot now, and deep in her body, an indescribable feeling was surging.

“Good?”

Ling Yue reached out and wiped the trace of blood from the corner of her mouth.

“Good…”

“Then do you want more?”

Feng Ling nodded without hesitation.

So Ling Yue smiled, lightly scratched her own neck with a fingernail, and a drop of blood seeped from the wound, sliding down her fair skin.

“Come on…”

And at that moment, Feng Ling’s brain completely shut down.

When she came to, she had already pounced, her lips pressed tightly against Ling Yue’s neck, her tongue frantically licking the wound.

The feeling of blood flowing into her mouth was several times stronger than the glass before.

First, because it was taken directly from a living being… and more importantly, because this was the Progenitor Blood of Ye Lingyue.

“Drink slowly, don’t rush…”

Ling Yue gently stroked her hair.

But Feng Ling could no longer hear what she was saying.

All she knew was to greedily suck, trying to squeeze out more blood…

Each swallow deepened the satisfaction, like pouring water into a bottomless pit that could never be filled.

After who knows how long, Ling Yue finally pushed her away gently, saying, “That’s enough for today, Little Feng Ling.”

Now, Feng Ling’s lips were covered in blood, and Ling Yue’s neck was also bloody.

“S-sorry…”

Feng Ling quickly apologized as she came to her senses.

“Don’t say sorry…”

Then Ling Yue leaned down and kissed her forehead.

“Little Feng Ling likes big sister’s blood. Big sister is very happy~”

“And Little Feng Ling, when you grabbed my shoulder just now, your nails pierced my skin, you know… That means Little Feng Ling broke through the Progenitor’s defense with something other than fangs~”

After saying that, Ling Yue smiled, left the room, and closed the door.

Feng Ling looked down at her hand…

There was still a faint red residue on her nails—Sister Ling Yue’s sweet blood.

The next moment, she stuck out her tongue and licked her nails clean.

Only after doing this did she realize what she had done.

“Wait… I…”

She looked at her clean nails, then at the little vampire girl in the mirror, a trace of blood still hanging at the corner of her mouth.

The little girl’s eyes were redder than ever before.