Xueshuang Jiao, having activated her cunning persona and thoroughly tamed Wu Tao, dragged her exhausted body back to her bed to rest.
Sometimes, Xueshuang Jiao wondered if being alone now truly felt a little uncomfortable...
"The worst is my craving for blood, which seems to be growing even stronger."
"Is the feeling of helplessness so terrible?"
Xueshuang Jiao lay on the bed, one hand on her forehead, the other clutching her abdomen, appearing quite frail.
She had never experienced such a feeling before. As a child, countless blood clan members had sought to curry favor with her.
Upon reaching adulthood, she had numerous blood slaves who served and cared for her.
However, in the past few months in the Ten Thousand Ore Mountains, she had not only lost all her blood slaves and blood beasts, but even her chastity, which she had maintained for hundreds of years, was gone.
In short, she felt extremely unaccustomed to it all.
As Xueshuang Jiao pondered this, she suddenly thought of Wu Tao outside. What was that scoundrel doing now? Why was there no movement? Could he have died?
After lying in bed for three days, she called out to Wu Tao, but he didn't respond at all, seeming not to be present.
Thinking about it, Xueshuang Jiao felt it was understandable.
She had tormented him for so long; even if he had lost his memory, even if he was a simpleton, he should know to run away. He must have vanished by now.
He was probably hiding somewhere, licking his wounds.
Just as Xueshuang Jiao was thinking this, her nose twitched slightly, detecting an incredibly pleasant aroma.
It was a scent she could not ignore, the scent of food, and not just any food, but the finest…
Upon smelling this aroma wafting in from outside, Xueshuang Jiao's stomach began to rumble.
Drawn by the food, she got out of bed and pushed open the door. Xueshuang Jiao was shocked to see Wu Tao.
"Why aren't you running anymore? Decided to come back?"
Xueshuang Jiao, regaining her composure, said somewhat sarcastically upon seeing Wu Tao.
In truth, seeing that Wu Tao had remained and wasn't scared away, Xueshuang Jiao felt a flicker of joy.
But beyond the joy, there were other complex feelings, so she did not outwardly display her happiness.
Xueshuang Jiao's current mindset was quite understandable.
After all, if you were a cabbage that got "plowed" by a pig, and then the pig just up and left. The level of annoyance would be imaginable.
Conversely, if the pig hadn't run off, you could do whatever you wanted with it, whether it was to slaughter it for meat or something else.
Facing Xueshuang Jiao's attitude, Wu Tao truly didn't know if the essence blood of the seven divine beasts he had risked injury and spent so much time obtaining would suit her palate.
However, even with an uncertain outcome, he had to take the gamble.
Because in the memory-lost Wu Tao's eyes, Xueshuang Jiao was the most important person in his life.
He wanted to gain her approval, to stay by her side, and was willing to put in all his effort for it.
Even if he failed, even if he was tormented by Xueshuang Jiao again, he would harbor no resentment, because at this moment, in his life, in his world, there was only Xueshuang Jiao.
In his memory, he only had Xueshuang Jiao.
And in a way, Xueshuang Jiao was his everything.
After scolding Wu Tao, Xueshuang Jiao coughed lightly, her blood-red eyes fixed on the seven jade cups of different colors that had suddenly appeared on the table.
"What's inside here? Seven cups…"
When Xueshuang Jiao realized the food's aroma was coming from these seven cups, her heart skipped a beat. She seemed to have thought of something, and a hint of guilt appeared in her eyes.
The divine beast blood in these seven jade cups were from Teng She, Chi Ru, Fu Zhu, Dang Kang, Xi Bian, Li Li, and Tian Hu.
Although they were only the infantile stages of the seven divine beasts, Wu Tao had spent a full three days, suffering countless injuries, to obtain them.
As for how the amnesiac Wu Tao could still deal with the infantile stages of Teng She, Chi Ru, Fu Zhu, Dang Kang, Xi Bian, Li Li, and Tian Hu,
It was because his combat experience and the treasures he possessed were all intact; he had only lost the memories of his past life.
After elegantly consuming the blood of the infantile stages of Teng She, Chi Ru, Fu Zhu, Dang Kang, Xi Bian, Li Li, and Tian Hu, Xueshuang Jiao's attitude towards Wu Tao improved significantly.
Xueshuang Jiao had never imagined Wu Tao would do something like this, and it was this that had touched her icy heart.
"How was it? Did it taste good? Are you happy? I spent three days to get this food."
Seeing Xueshuang Jiao nod with satisfaction, Wu Tao was so happy he almost jumped, asking with anticipation and trepidation.
Xueshuang Jiao's lips curved into a deep smile as she playfully scanned Wu Tao's expectant face.
She chuckled softly and said somewhat teasingly,
"If I could eat food like this every day, no… even every three days, then I would be truly happy!"
Xueshuang Jiao deliberately emphasized the word "every day" while secretly observing Wu Tao's reaction.
To her surprise, Wu Tao merely frowned slightly before immediately agreeing.
He completely disregarded whether he could accomplish it or the injuries he had sustained.
If it were the Wu Tao before his amnesia, upon hearing Xueshuang Jiao's words, he would likely have drawn his Chuxi Sword and slashed at her without a second thought.
"Who do you think you are, trying to trick me? Are you looking for death? Do you think I'm a sick cat when I'm not showing my power? Isn't the mass grave big enough to bury you!"
However, the amnesiac Wu Tao was quite simple-minded.
He immediately patted his chest and readily agreed, without considering whether he could actually do it.
Deep schemes have their merits, and simple natures have their merits; it all depends on how you look at it.
After toying with Wu Tao a bit, Xueshuang Jiao returned to her bed and entered secluded cultivation.
Three days later, Xueshuang Jiao, with her keen sense of smell, detected another special aroma.
Opening the door, she found Wu Tao standing before the table again.
And on the table, seven jade cups were arranged.
This time, the divine beast blood in the seven jade cups had changed.
They were from Zhu Long, Pan Long, Qin Yuan, San Jiao Shou, Fan Yu, Fei Lian, and Shan Xiao, the seven infantile divine beasts.
"Why… are you doing this?"
Xueshuang Jiao walked into the hall, looking at Wu Tao with a touch of disbelief, unable to comprehend that he had actually kept his promise.
The somewhat willful Xueshuang Jiao ignored the heavily injured Wu Tao and directly sat down on a chair. After eating, she dusted herself off and returned to her bed to continue her secluded cultivation.
Another three days passed, and a heavy footstep echoed slowly.
A bloody figure slowly appeared outside the cave dwelling.
Sitting up from her bed, clutching her abdomen, Xueshuang Jiao's stomach ached again upon smelling the food.
After rubbing her abdomen for a while, Xueshuang Jiao heard the sound of a heavy object falling.
"Wu Tao?"
"Wu Tao, are you there?"
"Did something happen to you?"
Xueshuang Jiao called out towards the outside. Her stomach, upon hearing her call out Wu Tao's name, suddenly stopped hurting. This was a rather miraculous phenomenon.
After meticulous consideration, having consumed two exquisite meals, Xueshuang Jiao's stomach had been subtly "trained" by Wu Tao.
Other girls, when they don't get food they like, might whine to their boyfriends, saying they can't eat and insist on them buying their favorite food.
However, when they are extremely hungry, they become less picky and eat, even wolfing down their food.
But Xueshuang Jiao's stomach was even more arrogant.
It would ache, intensely, if it didn't receive a certain level of fresh blood.
Yesterday, Xueshuang Jiao had casually caught some small deer, bitten through their necks, and drunk their blood.
As a result, her stomach protested once more.
"What garbage are you eating now? If you don't treat me better, I'll make your life hell…"
Upon sensing Wu Tao's arrival, accompanied by such a strong fragrance, Xueshuang Jiao's mood improved, and her stomach felt much better as well.
"Wu Tao, what kind of divine beast blood did you bring me today?"
Xueshuang Jiao walked out of her room and habitually called out to the living room.
After speaking, Xueshuang Jiao sensed something was amiss. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she saw a blood-soaked figure lying on the ground, resembling a corpse.
And if that bloody figure wasn't Wu Tao, who else could it be?
Xueshuang Jiao's entire being jolted awake.
Having spent time with Wu Tao, she had, after all, developed feelings for him.
Unconsciously, even without her own awareness, she had started to care about everything related to Wu Tao.
Panicked, she rushed to Wu Tao's side, crouched down, and immediately checked his breathing.
Upon finding that Wu Tao was not dead, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Xueshuang Jiao immediately began to heal Wu Tao, using some techniques to help him wake up.