Chapter 120: Flame Phoenix Spirit

"Leo... can you hear me? Leo... Leo... Leo...?"

The wolf ground his cock against the crack a last few times before he slowly moved away.

His burning tip left Moon’s entrance entirely.

He stayed there for a long, trembling second, breathing hard, cock still engorged and dripping between them.

Then he stepped aside and dropped onto the round bed, still fully hard, still panting, but no longer trying to force himself on him.

He just sat beside Moon and looked at his puffy eyes and moving lips.

Moon exhaled sharply. His legs were shaking hard. He didn’t even bother to fix his tattered clothes as his tears dropped again.

This time with some relief.

"Tsk tsk, no fun at all!"

Suddenly, a voice tore through the tension.

Moon jolted up. So did the wolf Leo.

From the corner of his eye, Moon saw Axe coming this way from the garden. His angry face was red and puffed up. Once in a while, he was looking back at a corner and cursing.

Before Moon could figure out what the source of the voice was, Axe slammed the door open and entered with heavy steps.

The moment he stepped inside, his gaze fell on Leo on the bed and that hard cock.

He cursed again loudly.

"Fuck! What’s with this nasty spirit? Putting something like this inside! Come out, you motherfucker!"

A tiny figure suddenly shot up from behind one of the hanging red veils.

It was no bigger than a thumb.

Its body looked like a plump little bug without wings, skin the color of fresh peach blossoms, and a pair of mischievous black eyes that sparkled with pure lewdness.

It sat cross-legged on a floating Crimson Flame Orchid petal in a vase, fanning itself with a tiny leaf as if it had just finished watching a great show.

"Aiya, so fierce," the little spirit complained in a sticky, spoiled voice.

"I only wanted to watch some fun. Who knew the one inside would turn into a big beast instead of a proper dual-cultivation partner? What a waste of my best aphrodisiac incense!"

Axe’s eyes turned bloodshot.

He lunged.

The little spirit squeaked and darted into the air, but Axe was prepared this time. He threw a thin net entirely made from nightshade gold.

It slammed down and trapped the creature mid-flight. The spirit struggled, kicking its tiny legs.

"Let go! Let go, you brute! Do you know who I am? I am the great Flame Phoenix Spirit of this Hidden flaming garden! I have lived here for tens of thousands of thousands of years!"

Axe squeezed the net tighter until the little thing wheezed.

"Uuurrrg! Don’t squeeze tighter! Who the hell gave you these things? Huh! That nightmare Lupine? That bastard revived?"

"You put aphrodisiac in the air and forced my brother into rut?" Axe didn’t ask. It was a statement.

"Of course I did!" the spirit admitted without a shred of shame.

"This chamber has been empty for thousands of centuries! Do you know how boring it is? I finally got two living beings, and one of them even had a fire bloodline. I thought I would get to watch a nice long dual-cultivation show. How was I supposed to know he would turn into a mindless beast?"

Moon slowly sat up, still trembling. He wiped his face with the back of his hand and stared at the tiny creature.

"You... deliberately locked the door and sealed our spiritual power?"

The little spirit puffed out its tiny chest, still caught in the net.

"Obviously! Spirit-locking array, aphrodisiac incense, temperature control—everything is under my command. I wanted the show to last. But then this big brute outside started chasing me around the garden and forced me to cut the incense. Otherwise, your big wolf would still be mounting you right now. What a pity..."

Axe’s face turned even darker.

He shook the net hard.

"Pity your mother! If my brother had really lost control and hurt him, I would have crushed you into paste!"

The little spirit finally looked a bit scared.

Its black eyes darted toward Moon, then toward the still-panting giant wolf on the bed whose cock had not gone down at all.

"...He stopped, though," it muttered.

"Even under my strongest incense, he stopped when the little beauty cried. That means the bond is real. Very rare. Very interesting."

Moon’s ears burned.

He pulled the torn edges of his robe together as best as he could and glared at the spirit.

"Release the spirit-locking array. Now."

The little thing hesitated, then sighed dramatically.

"Fine, fine. Since the show is ruined anyway."

It snapped its tiny fingers.

A soft click echoed through the chamber. Instantly, Moon felt his Qi rush back into his dantian. The pressure that had been suppressing his power was gone.

Moon looked at the growling wolf and suddenly felt pity for him.

"Where is the antidote?" He asked the spirit.

"Huh? Antidote? There isn’t any. Don’t you know aphrodisiacs have only one cure? Heh he he he..." It laughed lewdly. "Dual-cultivate."

Moon stared at the thing blankly. "You want to put that size inside a human?"

He pointed at the hard and huge cock.

The spirit hesitated. "Why don’t we find a female wolf for him?"

Axe was about to say it was a good idea.

But then Moon suddenly uttered coldly, "No."

His ears turned red, but he was sure he didn’t want Leo to fuck another female.

"Let’s keep him like this. Lock him up."

The spirit and Axe both looked at Leo strangely. "This... will be very painful."

"Then let it be painful." Moon shrugged.

At last the spirit exhaled deeply. "Fine. There is a way..."

Both Moon and Axe looked at the spirit. With just one look, they already knew what it meant.

So for the next few hours, the big wolf was bound with spiritual threads while Axe held him still.

Moon did what he felt too ashamed to even utter out loud.

Only the spirit was vigorously encouraging him to ravage the wolf.

And in wolf history, Leo became the first spirit wolf who received a handjob in his full beast form.

When they finished, all of them were exhausted.

Axe was cursing nonstop from the humiliation of having to watch such a hateful thing.

His wolf heart was wounded sharply.

He swore he would never want to get hard in his wolf form.