Chapter 1701: Side Story: Qingjiu and Youyou Chapter 1701: Side Story: Qingjiu and Youyou I always wondered, why couldn’t I have joined my master in death when her soul dissipated ten thousand years ago?

If I had struggled even a little then, would she not have broken the contract between us? If she died, as her contracted beast, wouldn’t I have inevitably perished as well?

In this world, there are Thirteenth Rank Pills, but there is no such thing as a Regret Pill, not even the Devil Emperor could refine one.

Day after day, I lay in the Cursed Land.

How many magical beasts were cast into the Cursed Land along with me by Princess Xi Feng? I couldn’t be bothered to care anymore, all that mattered was that Youyou and I were here.

Youyou was a Three-tailed Heavenly Fox, one of the earliest to follow our master. His lineage wasn’t pure, so the master used the Divine Blood Transference Technique to elevate his bloodline to that of a Nine-tailed Firefox. His fur was dark, his paws snow-white, and his eyes shone bright like rubies.

I have a thing for looks, and the reason I kept following the master, hoping she would take me in, was because I fancied Youyou.

Among the master’s many magical beasts, we were the only two foxes.

Youyou said that once the master married the Devil Emperor, he had something he wanted to tell me.

After the master and the Devil Emperor became husband and wife, the master’s great calamity arrived, and ours followed.

The Curse Power and the Evil Energy were constantly eroding our bodies. Youyou said he had something he wanted to tell me, but he was afraid if he did, and I agreed, he wouldn’t be able to control himself, and we would die even faster.

He really wanted to tell me, to do something for me, but he didn’t want to die.

I stared at him, wanting to see him more clearly. I didn’t want to die either; once dead, I’d no longer be able to see such a beautiful male fox.

“Youyou, you’ll hold on, right? Wait for our master to come rescue us and then tell me those words,” I said, feeling very weak. I’d been daydreaming so much that it drained me, and I felt like I could see two Youyous before my eyes.

By then, how much time had passed?

None of us could remember, none of us cared to. To live if possible, to die if not; after all, in the Cursed Land, magical beasts died every few days.

These last two years, most had died, and it seemed much quieter. Was it my turn now?

I suddenly really wanted to hear Youyou’s words, but I knew I couldn’t let him speak. He needed to live on, hopefully to find a female fox prettier than me and have a litter of even more beautiful fox cubs.

There I went again with my wild thoughts; I just couldn’t control myself.

Now, anyone who tried to stop me from my foolish daydreaming would get an earful from me.

Wasn’t I allowed to freely enjoy some happy thoughts if I was about to die?

Sometimes when I daydreamed too much during the day, at night in my dreams, I could hear Youyou saying the words he wanted to tell me.

“Jiu’er, you will survive. The words I’ve always wanted to tell you are, you must survive. In the future, if you have fox cubs and there is one with black fur, as dashing as I am, give him my name. That would surely be me!”

I felt like I heard Youyou speaking to me. So he had his own wild thoughts too, even more fanciful than mine. I am a Silver Fox, not a White Fox. Even if I mated with a Black Fox, I couldn’t give birth to a fox like Youyou, with black fur all over except for snow-white paws.

I felt Vital Essence Spirit returning to me, something new within my body; I realized it was Youyou’s Soul Realm.

He lay beside me, one hand on my waist, his beautiful lips lightly touching mine, his ruby-like eyes seemingly reflecting my visage, yet his expression was lifeless.

He had transferred his Soul Realm to me…