When Feng Ling’s consciousness returned, she found herself curled up in a corner of the sofa.
The culprit was standing nearby, flexing her wrist that had been bitten several times in a row.
Shredded cushions were scattered across the coffee table and carpet, and the claw marks on the sofa had rendered it completely unusable.
“Seven times is a bit intense… I’ll dial it back to five times next time.”
“I’ll give you more time to adapt.”
Ling Yue reached out and ruffled her hair.
Feng Ling lifted her head from her arms, glaring at Ling Yue through the gaps in her hair, and asked through gritted teeth:
“Adapt? You mean you’re going to upgrade it again in the future? On top of this?”
“That’s right~ Didn’t I tell you last time? You’ve only experienced a few new things so far… Once you get used to them slowly, you’ll unlock more.”
Ling Yue bent down, smiling, and kissed her on the forehead.
“Also, little Xiao Fengling, do you remember what you said earlier?”
“What did I say?”
Feng Ling asked warily.
“Even though it’s still very weak right now, honestly, it wasn’t easy. But what you said while biting me—it shows that little Xiao Fengling is finally starting to get aggressive~ Biting me is a good start.”
Ling Yue’s tone was like praising a kitten that had finally learned to catch mice.
Feng Ling buried her face back in her arms.
She remembered…
She had indeed said those words.
And when she said them, the feeling that surged up wasn’t anger—it was something she was even more unwilling to admit deep down.
She loved biting Ling Yue.
The feeling of teeth piercing skin as blood rushed into her mouth was completely different from passively enduring Ling Yue’s touches.
It was the first time in her life that, in their interaction, she felt like she wasn’t receiving—but taking…
And that realization disturbed her more than the seven-times sensory amplification.
“I’m doomed…”
She whispered to her knees.
“Oh? What’s doomed?”
“Nothing’s doomed! I need to go to the bathroom!”
Feng Ling yelled, then sprang off the sofa, ran barefoot to the bathroom at the end of the hall, and slammed the door shut with a bang.
Inside the bathroom, she looked at herself in the mirror.
Her hair was a mess, her face was abnormally red, her neck and collarbones were covered in fresh bite marks and nail scratches, and her collar was twisted askew.
Below her collarbone were several red marks that hadn’t fully healed yet.
But her eyes…
Her eyes were what scared her the most.
In those blood-red eyes, besides the exhaustion from being tormented, there was a glint she had seen countless times but never wanted to admit.
The same glint that was always in Ling Yue’s eyes when she looked at her.
“I’m just hungry… just hungry…”
She said to herself in the mirror, then turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on her face.
After leaving the bathroom, Feng Ling found that Ling Yue was no longer in the living room.
From the kitchen came the sound of chopping and a cheerful humming.
Feng Ling went to the kitchen door and peeked in.
The yandere control freak was wearing an apron, cutting some red ingredients she couldn’t recognize.
“What’s for lunch?”
Feng Ling asked softly.
Ling Yue’s profile under the soft warm light looked unusually gentle.
“Spicy rice cakes, but made with blood and rice flour, paired with our vampire special spicy sauce.”
Ling Yue replied without looking up.
“Huh? Chili? Can vampires eat chili?”
“We can, and the spicier the better~ Anyway, we’re not afraid of the diseases caused by eating too much chili… What? Is little Xiao Fengling afraid of spice?”
“No way! I was the one who could handle the most spice in my class!”
Ling Yue just chuckled softly and continued cooking.
Feng Ling returned to the sofa, thinking about her plan while playing games.
After lunch, Feng Ling received news that made her spring off the sofa.
“What? You’re going out again?”
Feng Ling’s eyes widened as she stared at Ling Yue, who was organizing her shopping bags.
“Yeah, to buy some things. The silk ribbons I bought last time are almost used up, and I mentioned one of the buckles wasn’t smooth, right? Plus, those clips in the wedding chamber need replacing.”
Ling Yue folded the shopping bags and put them in her pocket, then checked the magical runes on her wrist.
“Also, I’ll drop by the outer barrier to confirm the traces of those intruders from last night. I’ll be back in about four or five hours.”
“Four or five hours?”
Feng Ling’s voice rose half an octave, then she immediately realized her reaction was too intense and lowered it.
“I’ll be bored to death alone in this castle for four or five hours… There’s no one else alive to talk to here.”
“You can talk to Link.”
“Link can’t answer me!”
“Then you can talk to yourself. Anyway, half the time I talk to you, you ignore me… Or does little Xiao Fengling actually not want me to go out and wants me to stay with you?”
Ling Yue asked with a smile.
“Wh-Who wants you to stay! Just go! Let me have some peace and quiet here!”
Feng Ling quickly slammed a cushion over her face and shouted.
Ling Yue chuckled softly.
When the door closed, Feng Ling immediately took the cushion off her face and pricked up her ears, listening to the sounds outside.
First, Ling Yue’s footsteps crossed the tunnel toward the mountain cavern’s exit.
Then came the hum of the outer barrier opening and closing.
Finally, everything fell silent.
Feng Ling closed her eyes and sank her consciousness into the drop of primordial blood in her chest, tracking Ling Yue’s position with minimal perception.
To prevent Ling Yue from detecting that she was using reverse perception to spy on her, Feng Ling dared not release too strong a probe.
She only kept the primordial blood in the most passive receiving state.
The outline of Ling Yue’s red mist was moving quickly outward.
About one or two kilometers outside the mountain, it slowed down and stopped somewhere, starting a circular search.
This meant Ling Yue was telling the truth.
She really was confirming the traces of last night’s intruders.
After confirming that Ling Yue was far away from the castle, Feng Ling opened her eyes and jumped off the sofa.
This was a golden opportunity!
Last time she took advantage of Ling Yue going out and sneaked to the main door, only to find it locked and covered in magical runes—no other gains.
But this time, she knew that the castle’s defenses were not just the main door and windows.
They also included the outer barrier and Ling Yue’s private area on the third floor.
Yes, the third floor.
Last time, in her reverse perception, she saw Ling Yue spend several hours on the third floor dealing with matters related to external threats.
Those ancient books, magic circles, and all sorts of things she hadn’t seen yet—all on the third floor.
If she wanted to figure out what the external threats were or if the castle’s defense mechanisms had any loopholes, the third floor was unavoidable.
No time like the present.
Feng Ling stepped onto the stairs barefoot.
However, when she reached the second-floor landing, she hesitated slightly, then continued upward.
The stairwell to the third floor had no door and no restriction—just a plain-looking wall and a corridor that turned left.
After turning the corner, she found two doors at the end of the corridor.
One door led to the studio, where she had used the magic circle to talk to her mother last time.
The other door was different.
Its surface was covered in vampire runes.
Feng Ling walked up to that door and gently touched the panel.
The runes glowed dim red under her touch but didn’t trigger any stronger reaction.
“Hmm… This means the door doesn’t have an automatic attack barrier installed—at most, it’s just a higher-level lock.”
Unfortunately, she had no idea how to pick locks.
Bashing it open was an option, but her claws, which could tear through door panels, would definitely leave indelible evidence.
Ling Yue would see it the second she came back.
“Damn it.”
Feng Ling muttered under her breath.
She tried using reverse perception to probe what was behind the door, focusing on the primordial blood and spreading her perception field as thinly as possible through the door crack.
The image returned was incredibly blurry—worse than a six-layer mosaic.
At least she could make out some vague shapes.
A bookshelf, a table, and a few books spread open on it.
“Huh? That’s it? Nothing else? Seriously?”
“Why lock something so minimal so tightly?”
Feng Ling mumbled at the door, then turned and walked into the adjacent studio, whose door was open.
She remembered this room—and vividly.
Last time, Ling Yue brought her here to talk to her mother.
The circular platform engraved with the magic circle was still in the center.
The bottles and jars on the surrounding shelves were still neatly arranged.
Feng Ling went to the shelves and carefully read the labels on the bottles.
Most were magical materials…
But in the corner of the bottom row was a small bottle with six characters written on it: “Primordial Blood Seal Removal Agent.”
“What? Primordial Blood? Seal? Removal Agent? What does that mean?”
Feng Ling picked up the bottle and examined it closely.
The bottle held half a tube of pale golden liquid, thicker than water, shimmering faintly in the light.
She wasn’t sure what it was for, but the word “primordial blood” made her heart skip half a beat.
After all, she had Ling Yue’s original blood imprint inside her!
“Whatever, I can’t figure it out for now. Better put it back.”
But then she noticed another small box next to it.
It was made of black wood, and the lid was engraved with the same symbols as the tools in the wedding chamber.
Feng Ling hesitated for about two seconds, then opened the box.
Inside, six needles were neatly arranged.
“No way…”
Feng Ling quickly closed the box.
Her face had turned red down to her neck.
She knew what these things were for.
Last time in the wedding chamber, among the “toys” Ling Yue used on her, a few looked far too similar to this set…
So Ling Yue’s studio didn’t just have magical materials—it also hid some more private items.
“Just how many backups does this woman have of those deadly wedding chamber supplies…”
Feng Ling covered her face and muttered softly.