"I meant this?" Ye Chuan asked.
"Huh?" Lan Xiaoke didn’t understand what Ye Chuan was trying to do. She shuffled closer to him and suddenly spread her arms open.
"Then… wanna hug?"
Ye Chuan pinched Lan Xiaoke’s chubby, baby-faced cheeks. "What do you think?"
"Then I got nothin’ else for ya." The white-haired girl squatted on the ground and began drawing circles in the air.
"I was telling you to grab more clothes. Is one piece enough?"
"Me?" Only then did Lan Xiaoke realize she’d misunderstood.
Ye Chuan couldn’t be bothered to tease Lan Xiaoke further, but she really was like a soft, squishy dumpling—easy to mold however he pleased. Not that it mattered, since the household already had enough firepower. Keeping a mascot around wouldn’t hurt.
Though "mascot" wasn’t entirely accurate—Lan Xiaoke was more like Ye Chuan’s unlimited Ghost Void transformation accessory.
Time flew by, and evening arrived. While Bai Qianshuang and Lan Xiaoke busied themselves with dinner preparations, Ye Chuan stayed in his room and made sure to summon Lilith.
After all, the issue of those disguised monsters still hadn’t been resolved, and Lilith, being from the Aiser Continent, would surely have some insight given her knowledge and abilities.
"Lilith, you there?"
"Liiii~liiiith~~~~~"
The jade pendant finally emitted a purple glow, revealing the familiar twin-tailed figure. Lilith floated mid-air, sitting cross-legged with her arms folded, her petite face twisted in mild disgust.
"Just call me normally. Why the gross tone?"
Ye Chuan’s sickly sweet voice had nearly given her goosebumps.
"Nothing, come sit." Ye Chuan grinned. "Got something to talk about."
Lilith obliged, floating over to perch on the edge of his bed.
She propped her cheek on one fist, tilting her head at him. "What is it?"
"There’s a type of monster that can disguise itself as a human—really good at it. Any magic that could expose them?" Ye Chuan asked.
"Human-disguising monsters?" Lilith’s lashes fluttered as she pondered.
"[Disguise] attribute, huh? Well, there’s something we could try."
"Right. I heard a long time ago about an empire that had an uprising of disguised monsters. They even replaced the king." Lilith flicked her fingers, conjuring a small magic circle in front of her.
"I haven’t used incantation magic in ages… since I’ve already mastered the [Essence of Magic]."
She deconstructed the spell with disinterest, like she was toying with a basic math problem—utterly unimpressed.
"This spell was recorded in ancient texts. Supposedly, it’s how that empire solved their monster problem."
As she spoke, the magic circle’s light seeped into Ye Chuan’s mind, instantly imparting the spell’s usage to him.
"A variant of detection magic?" Ye Chuan asked.
But with this, he should be able to identify those monsters now.
Lilith really was reliable.
"Pretty much. A modified detection spell." Lilith glanced at him. "Anything else you need me for?"
"Can I?" Ye Chuan smirked. Lilith seemed unusually agreeable today.
"Absolutely not." Her face instantly soured. "What am I, a tool to you?"
"Hmph." She tossed her twin tails with a light scoff.
Ye Chuan immediately started massaging her shoulders. "Lady Lilith, you’ve been so good to me. Of course I’d remember."
He’d practically been treating her like a genie—summoning her for every little issue.
Lilith seemed to enjoy the shoulder rub. "Harder."
"Got it."
"Leg." She stuck out her stocking-clad little leg.
"Right away."
Ye Chuan kneaded her tiny foot.
"Much better." Lilith finally seemed satisfied. She really was easy to please—just a few sweet words and she’d happily cooperate.
"Hey Lilith, is there a spell to… create gold coins?" Ye Chuan suddenly asked.
"Gold coins?"
"Yeah!" He grinned.
Free money, baby.
"There is, but I won’t teach it to you." Lilith folded her arms. "So forget it."
"It actually exists?" Ye Chuan’s eyes sparkled as he leaned in. "Lady Lilith, don’t hold out on me!"
He then sniffed her hair.
"You smell amazing today. Truly the cutest Lilith."
"You—!" Lilith instantly teleported away, her face red as she glared at him. "Do that again, and I’ll blast you into next week!"
Ye Chuan blinked innocently, which only annoyed her further.
How dare he act like the victim after taking liberties!
"That kind of magic is forbidden for your own good." Lilith huffed. "Breaking [Taboos] invites retribution."
"Taboos?"
"Natural laws. The mortal world has order, and even we can’t defy the rules set by the gods." Lilith narrowed her eyes. "Don’t think your magic immunity makes you invincible. Taboos are non-negotiable!"
"Ah…" Ye Chuan paused, as if cooling his head. "Right, my bad. Shouldn’t have asked."
"Hmph. Glad you realize it."
"So… any spells for silver coins?"
"..." Lilith stared at him blankly, magic already gathering in her palm.
"Kidding! Geez, no need to get worked up."
Just as the tension eased, the door suddenly swung open—
"Ye Chuan, dinner’s ready~!" Lan Xiaoke barged in, then froze.
Her eyes locked onto Lilith sitting on the bed.
"Oops, wrong room, lil’ sis. My bad~!" Lan Xiaoke quickly shut the door—only to reopen it seconds later. "Huh? I don’t remember this tenant?"
"Who are you calling ‘lil’ sis’?" Lilith deadpanned. "I’m far older than you, brat."
"Excuse me?" Lan Xiaoke bristled. "I might look 18, but if you count the years after I died, I’m decades old!"
Lilith arched a brow.
Ye Chuan: "..."
Where did this competitive streak come from?
"Forgot to lock the door." Ye Chuan sighed, though Lilith wasn’t exactly a secret.
"Lilith, wanna join us for dinner?" He smiled. "Qianshuang’s cooking is great. You’d like it."
Lilith absently twirled a strand of hair, not objecting.
"She your sister?" Lan Xiaoke whispered, sidling up to Ye Chuan.
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