Ash leaned his back against the corridor wall, sitting in the shallow flow of Flowing Gold River. Weiser still had her back to him, and if what had looked like an 'embrace' before, now she was fully lying in Ash's arms.

It was over.

The might of the "Blood Seed" was even more violent than Ash had imagined.

Although Silver Lamp was still only sucking blood from his fingertips, the vigor in Ash's blood could not wait to escape through this breach and flow into Silver Lamp's mouth.

His rate of blood loss was no slower than if Silver Lamp had severed an artery.

Ash had a moment of realization: Perhaps the prototype of the Dragon Blood cultivation system was to place the Blood Seed on creatures from the Void Realm like the Fish-Slicing Dragon and then absorb the energy of other beings through "complete consumption," thereby condensing Upper Dragon Blood.

The Dragon Blood cultivation system, the Blood Saint Clan, both likely originated from the miracles of the Gluttony Faction.

The Dragon Blood cultivation system used by Silver Lamp was the perfect idiot-proof version; she didn't have to move on her own, as the Blood Seed would transport the nutrients inside her body. It was like a keyboard that could type on its own, automatically writing out popular stories once the author had an idea.

But the Blood Seed still retained its original feeding behavior, and the moment Ash put himself into Silver Lamp's mouth for close contact, the Blood Seed would swiftly turn him into food.

When the blood loss reached a certain extent, Ash no longer had the strength to stand and could only sit with difficulty against the wall in the Flowing Gold River. He previously had some ability to resist, but now the moment he tried to lay hands on Silver Lamp, the Blood Seed would greatly inhibit his bodily reactions.

Just like when he ate fattened clams, the clams wouldn't jump up and punch him.

Fortunately, the current at the end of the river was slow, and more importantly, his will had not weakened due to the blood loss.

Silver Lamp felt the same, and Ash could vaguely sense her excitement—whether it was the Blood Seed stimulating her feeding desire or some other influence.

Although both their bodies grew weaker, their spirits became increasingly agitated, so much so that not even the rushing of Flowing Gold River could scatter their fervent thoughts. They sat at the end of Flowing Gold River, waiting for the Fangyuan Cicada to come for its meal.

The back of Silver Lamp's head rested against Ash, her hair tickling his nose. It was hard for him to even think of moving away, all thanks to the influence of the Blood Seed.

When he felt Silver Lamp stop biting his fingers and instead gently played with his hand, he asked, "Are you giving up?"

"I'm tired of it," Weiser said. "I've bitten all ten fingers, every fingertip, every joint... I've completely memorized the feel of your hand; I'm fed up."

"Then what else do you want to eat?"

"If I told you, would you be willing to give it to me?"

Ash mimicked her tone, "Do we have any other choice?"

Weiser did not answer but said, "Even if I don't suck blood, your life energy will continue to flow into me... If you hold me tighter, the flow would be faster."

After waiting a while, Ash still did not move; he continued to resist any unnecessary contact. So Weiser grabbed his hand around her own waist and snuggled into his arms a little, like a silly, affectionate lover who doesn't mind the occasion.

Only her wrist was still bleeding silver blood, streaking across Ash's clothes and into the Flowing Gold River towards the Fangyuan Cicada. Ash's complexion grew paler, and silver flakes continued to fall from him, joining into Silver Lamp's body.

This was their true portrayal—unless Silver Lamp perished, Ash would be forever trapped in the Bloodline Curse; and Silver Lamp would not mind others bleeding out, willing to offer all beings as a sacrifice to the great cause she yearned for.

Suddenly, the surroundings became very quiet, with only the cicada's calls drawing nearer, like a death knell counting down.

"The difference between illusion and reality," Weiser suddenly said, "is that in an illusion, we will eventually come to an end."

"But in reality, we can stay like this forever."

"Spare me; I haven't actually done anything bad to deserve this," Ash said. "Staying with you forever, even in Level Six of Hell, would be considered the cruelest of punishments, right?"

"Oh?" Weiser's fingers lightly traced across his chest as she spoke softly, "Are you very resistant to staying with me?"

"Of course," Ash said earnestly. "I despise evil doers like you who stop at nothing; you have drawn my companions and me into curses. Your cruelty and heartlessness... Who would want to be with someone like you?"

Weiser was not angered; on the contrary, she seemed more delighted, "But you are still going to die with me, and then we will step into eternity together."

Ash suddenly asked, "You keep talking about the eternal Void Realm; once you reach eternity, what do you plan to do?"

Silver Lamp was silent, and Ash thought she did not want to say, but a moment later she suddenly said, "I don't know. After all, how can you know what eternity is like if you haven't reached it? No amount of planning now makes sense; only when you reach eternity can you set your goals..."

"Unlike you, I've already made plans for after eternity," Ash said. "After all, if we die together, the first thing I'll do in eternity is see if you're beside me. If you are, I'll quickly get away from you."

"Then I've also set a small goal for after eternity," Weiser said. "If by that time you're beside me, then I'll catch you. If you're not..."

"Then I'll find you, until eternity."

"That's a truly Evil curse," Ash glanced at the approaching Fangyuan Cicada and sighed, "meeting you is the second most unfortunate thing in my life."

"No rush, we still have eternity," Weiser raised her hand, gently touching Ash's face: "I'll try to become the first."

Ash, feeling a sudden stir in his heart, also lifted his hand and reached inside the fox mask, his fingers tracing the moist lips, slick skin, and delicate nose of Silver Lamp, then—the eyes—

Slap!

Weiser slapped his hand away, looked up at him calmly, and said, "What are you trying to do?"

"Whatever you do, I do," Ash replied.

"Liar," she said. "You touch my face more to know what I look like than out of desire."

Ash didn't deny it: "We're about to die, and you still won't take off your mask?"

"My name and appearance belong only to me, even into eternity I will not reveal them," Silver Lamp said earnestly. "No one can see my face, know my name."

Ash fell silent, no longer touching her face, just quietly closing his eyes, a sense of detachment radiating from within.

Weiser looked at him for a long time before asking, "Do you really want me to take off my mask that much?"

Ash opened his eyes, gazing at the eyes behind the fox mask.

"But if I take off the mask, you will have to pay a terrible price."

Ash couldn't help but laugh, "We're about to die, what more could you take from me?"

Weiser looked at him seriously for a while and smiled, "You don't want to regret it."

Watching Silver Lamp place her hand on the mask, Ash's pupils dilated.

Did he really want to see Silver Lamp's true face? Of course, but that wasn't the main reason. Or rather, the significance of Silver Lamp being willing to unveil the mask mattered far more than her actual face.

Now, this criminal who had killed all those who had once known her, destroyed many factions, acted as a lackey for the Four Pillars God Sect, and spread disaster in the Senluo Wasteland, was finally going to show her truest self to Ash.

Ash watched as she slowly lifted the mask, revealing her chin. He held his breath in anticipation.

Then everything went dark; he couldn't see a thing.

Silver Lamp had covered his eyes with her hand.

"I've taken off the mask, but whether you see it or not is another matter now."

How ridiculous, still playing these word games?

Ash immediately resisted, wanting to remove her hand, but he felt a weight upon him as Silver Lamp mounted him, her cold body seemingly wanting to merge into his, and then he felt the warm breath on his ear: "It's time for you to pay the price."

"Did you just ask me, tired of eating fingers, what else I wanted to eat?"

"Now, I'm ready to answer."

Ash was taken aback, his eyes still firmly covered, the whole world dark, yet at that moment he felt another pair of warm lips touching his, and the clumsy invasion of a tongue.

He immediately pushed Silver Lamp away, but his hand was caught by her, and he couldn't move a muscle. Now that they were both exhausted, the stronger Silver Lamp could further suppress him—or rather, the Blood Seed was forcibly curbing his ability to resist, so that he would quietly accept his fate of being consumed!

Ash felt his hand placed on something soft and slippery, then Silver Lamp's breath faintly brushed his face, "I'll give you another chance, what you're holding now is my heart, and with just a little force, you can kill Silver Lamp, the one you despise the most."

"Now, either you kill me,"

"Or," Weiser kissed Ash, "let me love you to death."

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