Feeling the unbreakable bond tugging at her soul, Yuna wailed, "What did you do?" Wuwu... She really was such a fool!
Ethan Gray, in a cheerful mood, playfully flicked her ear and said, "Soul Pact!"
Soul Pact? Yuna felt like crying. She, the strongest on Windcloud Continent, had actually been bound by someone!
Just as she was about to lose her temper, Yuna noticed Ethan Gray's expression change. She hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ethan Gray couldn't hold back and coughed up blood. The Soul Pact was a technique taught to him by Master Xuantian, and it should have gone smoothly. Unexpectedly, he suffered backlash, but fortunately, it succeeded in the end.
Yuna felt her strength slowly returning to her body and finally understood what had happened. It was the restriction set by her father, the emperor. Now, by a twist of fate, the seal was broken and her powers restored. She could tear through space at any moment, but suddenly, she didn't want to leave anymore.
"Wuwu... Dark Lord, don't die!" She knew all too well how terrifying her father's restriction was. Seeing Ethan Gray so weak made her panic. Wuwu... What would she do if the Dark Lord died?
Seeing Yuna's tearful eyes, Ethan Gray originally intended to act more seriously, but in the end, he decided against it. This little cat really couldn't handle a scare.
"I'm fine."
But Yuna didn't believe his honest words at all. Tears kept falling. "Dark Lord, please don't die, okay? What will I do if you die?"
Ethan Gray's heart softened. His gaze toward Yuna was gentle as water, but Yuna continued to cry, "If you die, I'll starve to death!"
Ethan Gray's gentle gaze instantly turned fierce. He really wanted to strangle this infuriating little cat—couldn't she hold her tongue for once?
Suddenly, Yuna stretched out her paw and wiped away her tears, then sat dazed and motionless on his lap, not even blinking.
This time, it was Ethan Gray's turn to worry. Had she been scared silly?
Just as he was about to comfort her, Yuna suddenly sprang up. "I've got it!"
Ethan Gray frowned at her sudden movement. What did she think of now?
Yuna extended her paw, revealing sharp claws. She slashed hard across her other paw, and immediately her eyes welled up with tears again. "It hurts..." Was there something wrong with her claws? Why did it hurt so much more than a knife cut?
Suddenly, a flash of insight struck her. She felt like crying but had no tears. Because her memories were inherited, she always needed time to react before remembering things. Now she realized her claws were extremely powerful, amplifying pain when they struck. No wonder those women screamed so much when she scratched them. But... the Dark Lord had been scratched by her too! Why didn't he react at all?
Ethan Gray looked at her bloodied paw, his face darkening. "What are you doing?"
Yuna crawled onto his shoulder, extended her paw to his mouth, and said, "My blood is very nourishing. If you drink it, you won't die!"
"Idiot!" Ethan Gray grabbed her and pressed down on her paw to stop the bleeding. "I told you, I'm fine!"
Yuna struggled, refusing to let him hold her. "Just drink a little! If you're sick, it'll heal you. If you're not, it'll make you stronger!"
Ethan Gray tapped her head and scolded, "Do you think you have a lot of blood?" Seeing blood all over her, he felt a pang of worry for this silly cat.
Yuna still refused to listen. "I don't have much blood, so I can't waste it! Just drink a little!"
Ethan Gray had no choice but to use his trump card. "If you keep moving, no dinner tonight!"
Yuna instantly wilted, looking aggrieved. "What! I was just trying to help!"
"Save your good intentions. If you hurt yourself again, see how I deal with you!"
Yuna turned away angrily. "My kindness is wasted on you! I don't treat just anyone this nicely!"
Ethan Gray stroked her head, about to apply medicine, but then noticed the wound had already healed itself!
Yuna looked at her now-perfect paw, then at the wasted blood, and muttered gloomily, "Next time, there won't be any left to drink!"
Ethan Gray couldn't help but laugh. "I'm not a vampire. Don't hurt yourself again next time!"
Suddenly, Yuna leaped onto the desk, staring at him intently, her eyes fixed on his face.
Ethan Gray raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong? Come on, I'll take you to bathe!"
Yuna dodged his hand and asked very seriously, "Dark Lord, have you fallen for me?"
Ethan Gray was stunned for a moment. Apparently, this little cat wasn't as slow as she seemed. Meeting her serious gaze, he raised an eyebrow, "Is that a problem?"
Yuna's eyes widened in shock. "You actually like cats!"
"Didn't you say you were human?"
"But right now I'm a cat!"
"You're a Divine Beast right now!"
Yuna pouted, "Weren't you the one who said I was a cat?" With that, she began to ponder.
Yuna's pondering dragged on endlessly. Even during dinner, she simply ate whatever Ethan Gray fed her, no longer chattering away. Ethan Gray found it a bit unsettling, but Lynn Yee was even more disturbed, constantly eyeing Yuna, trying to figure out what was so special about this Divine Beast that the Dark Lord himself would feed her!
After dinner, Ethan Gray brought a bowl of medicine to replenish blood. Yuna obediently drank it, still looking lost in thought.
Lynn Yee observed for a long time and concluded: the Divine Beast was a bit silly!
Late at night, when all was quiet, a sudden roar echoed from the Ghost Residence, "Get out!"
After Gong Jueshang moved to the Nether Court with Mona Shangguan, the Ghost Residence had been empty. Now Ethan Gray lived there, and his roar woke everyone in the prince's manor.
Lynn Yee was the first to arrive and saw a disheveled woman on the floor. He frowned. This woman was really bold, sneaking into the Ghost Residence—was she courting death?
Although some of the servants in the prince's manor weren't from the Ghost Sect, they all knew the rules well and nothing like this had ever happened before. Even those bored women never dared provoke Ethan Gray. How could this maid be so fearless?