The True Form of Xi Xue

The satin ribbon on her thigh tightened, digging into her flesh as she leaned forward.

Lan Ruobing arched her back in pain, her perfect S-curve figure reappearing.

A pained expression crossed her face, revealing why she had maintained her previous posture.

While kneeling, she could get very low, but not entirely on the ground; her body hovered about two centimeters above it.

This delicate distance allowed most of her body to rest, yet demanded a certain tautness.

To achieve greater comfort, she had to lean forward, thrusting out her chest to form an exaggerated S-curve.

This posture reduced the strain of supporting her body.

It also made her feel quite self-conscious.

Yet, no matter how much Ruobing urged, Xi Xue remained unhurried.

Xi Xue gazed at her, a smile gracing her lips. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t drain you today. We’ll simply play to our hearts’ content!”

“Watch my transformation carefully. Remember my appearance, for you’ll be tested on it later. If you can’t answer, I’ll torment you relentlessly every day until you’ve memorized every detail.”

As Xi Xue spoke, her eyes gradually shifted to a deep crimson, transforming into translucent red crystals. Unlike the blood-red hue of her feeding state, this shade was captivating and inviting.

Her long, ink-black hair, like a spring breeze passing through, slowly but steadily turned red, until it became a fiery crimson mane.

The red hair seemed like a burning flame, and Lan Ruobing could distinctly feel a scorching power emanating from it.

Two spiraled horns sprouted from her head above her ears, resembling those of a succubus or other demons—somewhat thick and appearing heavy.

Her skin became even more delicate and fair, like that of an infant, so tender it seemed it could break with a touch.

Behind her, a pair of broad, bat-like wings suddenly unfurled. Their outer surface was black, while the inner side glowed fiery red, covered in intricate scales.

A thick, black tail, about the circumference of a bowl, lashed out, stretching with agile grace. It instantly filled the entire bedroom.

The tail was exceptionally long, embedded with hard scales, and its tip was rounded.

No other changes were apparent, save for her fingernails, which turned blood-red and extended to extreme lengths, like sharp daggers. However, she retracted them almost immediately.

Once her transformation was complete, Xi Xue exuded an ancient, scorching aura, allowing Ruobing to sense the fiery power coursing through her body.

The essence of that power bore a striking resemblance to Bloodflame—that terrifyingly hot flame imbued with the aura of destruction and despair.