Chapter 53: The Fox’s Nocturnal Visit

The night was deep, and silence reigned supreme.

Inside the hotel suite, Xiao Moyuan sat cross-legged on the master bedroom’s large bed.

He guided the spiritual energy within his body to circulate, dispelling the fatigue of recent days and suppressing the restless curse that simmered beneath the surface.

However, just a quarter into the night, amidst the profound quiet, his acute hearing caught an extremely faint ‘click’—the sound of the door’s lock mechanism turning.

Xiao Moyuan instantly jolted from his deep meditative state. His spiritual energy retracted, and his profound eyes snapped open in the darkness, sharp as an eagle’s, locking onto the bedroom door.

‘Who would be coming in at this hour?’ he wondered.

His muscles tensed slightly, ready to spring into action.

The door was gently pushed open a crack, and a figure quietly slipped inside.

By the faint city light filtering through the window, Xiao Moyuan clearly saw the newcomer’s face and was momentarily stunned.

‘It’s Su Mian?’

‘What is this little fox doing, sneaking into his room in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?’

A strong sense of curiosity replaced his initial vigilance.

Xiao Moyuan decided to lie in wait. He closed his eyes again, adjusted his breathing, and pretended to still be in a deep slumber, wanting to see what Su Mian intended to do.

He felt Su Mian’s footsteps were incredibly light, like a cat’s, silently approaching the bedside.

Then, a rustling sound of clothes came from beside the bed. The person seemed to stand there for a long time, as if hesitating or confirming something.

Just as Xiao Moyuan was about to lose patience and ‘wake up’ to question them, the mattress beside him suddenly dipped slightly. Immediately after, a soft, warm touch, carrying a sweet fragrance, unexpectedly pressed against his back.

Xiao Moyuan: “???”

His body stiffened almost imperceptibly.

‘What… what was happening?’

Before he could process this sudden ’embrace,’ a faint, animal-like sniffing sound reached his ears. Warm, moist breath gently brushed against the skin of his nape, causing a slight tickle.

Xiao Moyuan could no longer maintain the pretense of ‘deep sleep.’ He abruptly turned over, determined to see what was going on.

However, the sight that met his eyes instantly stunned even this experienced demon slayer.

The Su Mian before him was a completely different person from the usual figure who wore black-rimmed glasses, had bangs covering their eyes, and dressed in oversized male clothing!

Long black hair, reaching past her shoulders, cascaded smoothly, gleaming with a silken luster in the faint light.

Even more astonishing, nestled within those thick strands of hair were two fluffy white fox ears, twitching slightly with her sniffing motions!

Behind her, three fluffy, snow-white fox tails swayed unconsciously, possessing an innate, mesmerizing beauty.

Xiao Moyuan’s gaze instinctively dropped. As it swept across her chest, his eyes abruptly halted—the flat chest of the young man he remembered was gone, replaced by the clearly visible, soft, full contours beneath her sleepwear.

He instantly understood the source of that unusually ‘soft and warm’ sensation against his back earlier.

“Su Mian?” Xiao Moyuan whispered tentatively, his voice carrying a tension he didn’t even realize was there.

Yet, the ‘Su Mian’ before him showed no reaction.

Her beautiful eyes were open, but they seemed veiled by a mist, her gaze hazy and vacant, completely unfocused. Her expression was one of utter bewilderment, as if driven purely by instinct.

‘This is… demonification?’

‘And after demonification, has her gender completely feminized as well?’

Doubts swirled in Xiao Moyuan’s mind.

According to the information he had gathered about the Tushan clan, mixed-blood descendants typically only truly awaken their demonic power and display their demonic characteristics after differentiating and stabilizing their gender.

But right now, Su Mian’s demonic power was clearly manifesting uncontrollably, and her gender characteristics had also undergone a drastic change.

‘Could it be that tonight, Su Mian unconsciously completed her final gender differentiation?’

However, Xiao Moyuan quickly dismissed this speculation. He hadn’t even begun to ‘exert effort’ to guide her.

From the current interactions with his ‘sweet marshmallow,’ while Su Mian had developed a subtle interest in him, it was far from the point of complete surrender, where her mind and body fully leaned towards being female.

Logically, differentiation shouldn’t happen so quickly.

Before he could ponder further, the little fox, currently in a dazed state, seemed to confirm a reassuring scent.

Suddenly, like a small animal seeking warmth, she burrowed further into his embrace, rubbing her head dependently against his neck. The three tails behind her wagged faster, clearly conveying a sense of fawning.

Xiao Moyuan’s body stiffened slightly, but he didn’t immediately push her away.

He keenly sensed that Su Mian’s behavior at this moment was closer to animal instinct—closeness, dependence, and… a demand.

She was demanding something from him.

In a flash of insight, Xiao Moyuan recalled the scene in the hotel room when he had investigated the seal within Su Mian, and his own spiritual energy had been uncontrollably siphoned away.

A conjecture surfaced in his mind.

He cautiously gathered a wisp of pure spiritual energy at his fingertip. The energy was condensed but unreleased, like a faint firefly in the night sky.

Almost the instant the spiritual energy appeared, the little fox in his arms was immediately drawn to it.

Her hazy eyes turned towards the faint glow. First, her small nose twitched gently, carefully sniffing, as if discerning a scent.

Then, she extended her pink tongue and tentatively licked his fingertip.

The next moment, the misty haze in her eyes seemed to disperse slightly, suddenly bursting forth with a bright radiance, as if she had discovered her most beloved treasure.

Immediately after, before Xiao Moyuan could react, a soft, sticky sensation completely enveloped his fingertip—Su Mian had taken his finger into her mouth and began to instinctively and forcefully suck!

Xiao Moyuan’s entire body jolted violently. An indescribable tingling sensation instantly shot from his fingertip through all his limbs and bones.

He could clearly feel his own pure spiritual energy surging out uncontrollably through his fingertip at an unprecedented speed and volume, continuously being absorbed by Su Mian.

Xiao Moyuan suppressed the unusual sensation in his body, his gaze deep as he watched the little fox in his arms, immersed in absorbing his spiritual energy.

He wanted to see just how big the appetite of this little one, who had not yet fully awakened and was still in a semi-demonic state, truly was, and where her limits lay.

Time flowed by, second by second, in the silent room.

Xiao Moyuan’s expression, which had initially been one of calm observation, gradually shifted to one of appreciative interest.

Later, as he perceived the rate of spiritual energy loss, his expression turned to shock. As time continued to tick by, he realized that two-thirds of his spiritual energy reserves were gone, and Su Mian showed no signs of stopping.

At that point, his face was left with nothing but a nearly numb expression of ‘life is meaningless.’