005 Gripped by the Throat

Lan Xi swam slowly around the jar twice, her fish tail stirring gentle ripples in the water. The seawater, originally half full, visibly decreased as the surface gradually receded.

In just a short moment, the seawater in the jar nearly reached the bottom.

Lan Xi stopped moving and slightly lifted her head. Her Adam’s apple moved before she opened her mouth and spat out a fist-sized object.

The object was pure white, shimmering with a crystalline luster—it was unmistakably a salt ball.

Li Yue’s eyes widened in astonishment.

Is this the merfolk’s salt-making technique?

But… the salt was spat out from his mouth—could it still be edible?

Just as this thought flashed through her mind, she recalled the tasteless roasted meat from earlier, and her stomach honestly gave a loud “growl.”

No matter how it came about, having salt was better than none.

Li Yue immediately reached out her hand. “Give me the salt.”

Lan Xi, however, did not move. He lowered his head to look at her, his violet eyes devoid of emotion. His voice was clear and firm, leaving no room for refusal: “You must give me a drop of blood first, then I’ll give it to you.”

Although he had seen Li Yue give blood to Si Qi and swear to the Beast God for Chi Yu, he had suffered many losses before and no longer trusted mere verbal promises.

Li Yue understood his reluctance to believe easily. Gritting her teeth, she took off her necklace and sliced open the freshly scabbed wound again, letting a drop of blood fall.

The drop landed on the scorpion beast mark on Lan Xi’s chest. The deep purple mark seemed to dilute, fading visibly as the edges blurred into a pale pink.

Lan Xi’s eyelashes trembled violently. His violet eyes sparkled like scattered embers igniting into countless tiny lights.

He stared at the fading purple on his chest, his throat tightening until he was speechless. His fingertips instinctively lifted toward the mark but abruptly stopped, as if afraid to touch this sudden reality.

Li Yue had truly given him blood. If she did so nine more times, he could completely break free from the bond of the beast mark…

His fingertips pressed against the edge of the mark, his gaze brightening for a moment before dimming again.

Even though one drop had been given, nine more were needed to complete the severance…

After a long while, he finally came to his senses and extended the salt ball toward her.

Li Yue just reached out when her injured fingertip accidentally brushed against the salt ball.

“Ahh…”

A sharp, stabbing pain surged instantly. She gasped, trembling with pain, and the salt ball slipped from her hand.

Just as the salt ball was about to hit the ground, Lan Xi’s quick reflexes caught it.

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Li Yue’s eyes reddened from the pain. She instinctively brought the injured fingertip to her mouth, gently licking it with her tongue.

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