Bi Xie chuckled twice, indicating that she didn't seem to want to choose any of them!

"Why did Zang want to embrace me for the first time?"

The man paused for a moment, his blood-red lips parting slightly: "Zang likes Xie Xie so much, he wants to make Xie Xie into a specimen and hang it on his body."

Bi Xie stared at the man's outrageously beautiful face, his heart skipped a beat. He knew very well that this was just a mission world, but after such intimate actions with Zang, how could he possibly remain detached?

With a sigh, Bi Xie silently recited a Buddhist mantra: "All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew, and lightning; thus should they be viewed."

"Evil." Zang's deep, hoarse voice was like a fine wine from a cellar, intoxicating one slightly.

Bi Xie's ears turned red from his breath, and then her whole face turned red. She had never felt her name being called out in such a low and gentle tone. Her soul seemed to be heated by Zang's soft call.

She tilted her head shyly, her ears feeling itchy and tingly, as if she were pregnant.

“Bury… um… no, it’s daytime.” Bi Xie shrank back.

The surrounding light suddenly disappeared. Bi Xie heard the sound of the coffin lid closing. Her eyelids twitched. The next moment, she felt the heavy weight on her body and saw a pair of blood-red eyes in the darkness.

"Bury," Bi Xie opened his mouth, but before he could finish speaking, his cold, thin lips covered hers, silencing her.

After Bi Xie turned into a puddle of mud again, Zang fused into her body and fell into a deep sleep.

Since entering the Ghost Realm, Bi Xie has only stayed in the iron cage and the burial chamber. He is not familiar with anything in the Ghost Realm and only knows from the plot that the vampires in the Ghost Realm are divided into three categories.

The first category is the progenitor of vampires, Zang, and the second category is his direct descendants. Although Zang lived for thousands of years, only a handful of vampires were transformed from him. To this day, only four vampires remain: Blaise, Art, Remilia, and Mayas. They belong to the nobility among vampires.

The third category is ordinary vampires, with common bloodlines, who have a deep reverence for nobles and progenitors, but they are the most numerous in the Ghost Realm.

Confined in her bedchamber, Bi Xie, oblivious to the passage of time, propped her head up and listlessly fed herself, completely ignoring Remi Lily, who was serving her the meal.

Several more months have passed, and Zang's happiness level is still 45. Does this mean that if she doesn't embrace him for the first time, her happiness level will stop moving?

Bi Xie, who was racking her brains trying to figure out how to improve the happiness index of the progenitor of vampires, didn't hear Remilia talking to her at all.

Remi Lily repeated it three times, her face turning extremely pale. When she saw Bi Xie's eyes finally move, she smiled and repeated it again: "I heard that you gave your master a cat, but it was killed by your master. Presumably, your master didn't like the breed you gave him. Do you want to see what kind of cats your master used to keep?"

Bi Xie frowned, instinctively feeling that Remilia had ill intentions. "No, I don't want to!"

She killed the cat not because she disliked the breed, but because... she kissed the cat.

"Aren't you even a little curious? Your master is infatuated with you and spoils you, just like he's raising those cats. Don't you want to know what happened to those cats?" Remilia looked down at Bi Xie with absolute elegance and nobility.

This human woman does indeed possess a appearance comparable to that of a noble vampire, but human lifespans are short, and her fate will be the same as those cats. What is there for her to be jealous of!