Chapter 53: The Abyss and the Tree Hollow

Roar!

In the depths of an abyss where the darkness is fathomless, there is no law to restrain anything.

Mythical beasts, infused with dark elements, are always agitated and easily angered.

Contradictions erupt every moment, every second, followed by the trials of life and death.

The echoes of furious roars resonate throughout the vast abyss, intensifying the terrifying atmosphere.

Yet within an ancient, peculiar tree, the eerie ambiance undergoes a dramatic shift as it enters the tree hollow.

Hoo-hoo, fufufu~!

In the second layer of the tree hollow, a narrow bed woven from spider silk holds three girls huddled together.

The gentle snores of the girls create a rhythmic sound on the bed.

Tang Yue, sleeping on the left side of the bed, is in a deep, satisfying slumber, a feeling she has never experienced before.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Tang Yue opens them to see a cascade of silver-white hair that seems to blend with the moonlight.

The hair, free from any blemish, cascades down the bare shoulders of the girl, shimmering with a delicate, crystalline glow.

Tang Yue is momentarily captivated by the beauty before her, feeling a strange attraction to the girl’s alluring shoulders.

As the realization sets in, Tang Yue begins to ponder. She wonders who among her acquaintances has such silver-white hair, or if she is still dreaming.

To confirm reality, she pinches her own cheek.

Ouch!

The slight pain on her face dispels her drowsiness, allowing her to recall the events before she fell asleep.

She remembers being angry with Ye Yu for being unfaithful. Then, she noticed a mark on his abdomen. After that, everything went blurry, and Ye Yu clung to her, causing her to lose consciousness.

With her memories restored, Tang Yue feels a sense of foreboding as she looks at the girl with silver-white hair before her.

She remembers that You Baili, a harmless spirit, was also in the room. Could it be that she is the one she is holding now?

Tang Yue gently pushes the girl away, feeling uncomfortable at the thought of sharing a bed with a rival.

As she pushes the girl, she feels a slight pain in her scalp. Knowing about the entanglement of hair from her friend Huangpu Pingqing, Tang Yue doesn’t think much of it.

Thinking of her friend Huangpu Pingqing, Tang Yue’s face shows a mix of worry and regret. She worries about her safety, even though the white tiger had carried her far away. But who knows what Yang Wei might have planned.

Her regret stems from proposing the idea of a ‘little wife’ for her friend before boarding the bus. At the time, she suggested it because of her own identity as a blood spirit. But now that Ye Yu has become a girl, Tang Yue feels like she has dug her own grave.

She sighs, knowing that no one would believe such a transformation.

Tang Yue slowly rises from the bed, careful not to disturb the hair. As she stretches her arms, a soft voice calls out from the tree hollow.

‘Wife, are you awake?’

The voice belongs to her rival, You Baili. Tang Yue’s expression darkens as she recalls that You Baili had also clung to her before she lost consciousness.

This means that three of them slept on this bed. And critically, she didn’t push You Baili away in her confused state.

Did she and You Baili together push down her husband Ye Yu last night?

This thought weighs heavily on Tang Yue as she rubs her temples to calm her anger.

‘Wife is a term for a husband. I’m not your wife!’

Tang Yue corrects You Baili, looking in her direction out of respect.

She freezes, her arms still raised, as she sees You Baili nestled in Ye Yu’s embrace. You Baili’s small face nuzzles against Ye Yu’s soft chest, creating a scene of strange intimacy.

Tang Yue feels a mix of confusion and anger. She realizes that the person she pushed away was not You Baili but Ye Yu. But Ye Yu’s hair is black, not white.

Tang Yue leans closer to inspect Ye Yu, noticing her pale cheeks flushed with a faint pink. Ye Yu’s body emits a subtle, alluring scent.

In her sleep, Ye Yu looks like a delicate porcelain doll, beautiful and fragile. Each breath she takes is accompanied by a soft snore.

Tang Yue hesitates to wake Ye Yu, not wanting to disturb the peaceful scene. She also notices the signs of their passionate encounter—a scattering of small love bites on Ye Yu’s skin.

Guilt-ridden, Tang Yue decides to let Ye Yu sleep a bit longer. She gently moves You Baili away from Ye Yu and focuses on the mark that started it all.

The pink mark has transformed, now featuring intricate, dark pink lines that wrap around the original heart shape, giving it a sultry appearance.

Tang Yue looks at You Baili in shock, wondering if she is a legendary succubus.

Just as Tang Yue is lost in thought, You Baili, who was pushed aside, begins to observe Ye Yu’s sleeping face. Her small hands gently caress Ye Yu’s cheeks, moving towards her forehead.

Suddenly, she pulls her hand back with a gasp.

‘Ouch, she’s so hot!’