337: Chapter 337 Little Taihao, Who Do You Want to Castrate?

Hearing the Taihao Clan, who had just left and returned, ask such a shocking question, Xu Ruyu dropped the work in his hands and subconsciously covered his lower half, freezing like a stone statue.

The words the Taihao Clan had just spoken still echoed in his ears—"Tell me, if a man is castrated, it won't affect his Artifact Refining, will it?"

What kind of hellish question was this? How was he supposed to answer?

If he said it would? Then would she think it didn't matter if he was castrated, since it wouldn't affect his Artifact Refining anyway?

If he said it wouldn't? Then would she... right then and there...

Xu Ruyu felt a chill run down his back, and cold sweat began to pour.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found his throat so incredibly dry that he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

The Taihao Clan stared at him with an eerie gaze, as if waiting for an answer.

The atmosphere became bizarre to the extreme.

Just at this critical moment—

"Little Taihao, who do you want to castrate?"

An ethereal voice suddenly rang out within the Artifact Refining Room.

That voice was crisp and pleasant, like a mountain spring or wind chimes under the moon, carrying a misty and ethereal charm.

Though it was soft, it reached everyone's ears clearly, as if sounding directly within the depths of their Soul.

Hearing this voice, the Taihao Clan shuddered violently!

A radiantly brilliant smile instantly blossomed on her face, filled with surprise, excitement, and a hint of... coquettish joy.

"Master!"

She cried out in surprise, spun around, and lunged toward the direction of the voice.

Meanwhile, the moment Xu Ruyu heard that voice, his heart twitched violently!

This voice...

How could he possibly forget it?

In the illusion of the Trial of Willpower, when he was lost among those visions of beauty, the Artifact Spirit girl who had uttered a soft "Eh?" and whose wrist he had grabbed—she had this exact voice!

The Illusory Moon Well Spirit who had been pinned beneath him, their spiritual bodies entwined, and who finally fell into a deep sleep—she had this exact voice!

It's over, it's over, it's over...

Xu Ruyu felt his scalp tingle; he felt completely unwell.

He stiffly turned his head to look at the entrance of the Artifact Refining Room.

There, a slender figure was slowly walking in.

The light from the Moonstones spilled down, illuminating her features.

She was a young girl who appeared to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a moon-white dress that flowed like water.

Her face was peerlessly beautiful, with brows like distant misty mountains and eyes like autumn ripples; her skin was whiter than snow and appeared incredibly delicate.

A cascade of black hair draped behind her, with faint specks of starlight shimmering within the strands.

The corners of her mouth were slightly upturned in a faint smile, and her entire being exuded an ethereal and holy aura.

Most striking were the three fluffy, soft, snow-white fox tails behind her, swaying gently and unconsciously, their tips glowing with a faint lunar luster.

The Illusory Moon Well Spirit!

She was awake!

Xu Ruyu's mind went blank.

The Taihao Clan had already rushed in front of the spirit, grabbing her hand, her eyes reddening with emotion: "Master! You're awake! You're finally awake!

Do you know how worried your disciple was? You've been asleep for so long; I stayed in the Illusory Moon Well every day, not daring to go anywhere, fearing something might happen to you..."

She babbled on, completely losing her previous demeanor as a cold-faced Saint Realm Artifact Refiner, looking just like a little girl reuniting with a long-lost relative.

The spirit smiled and gently patted her head, her voice soft: "Alright, alright, hasn't Master woken up now? You're such a big girl now, yet you're still acting like a child."

The Taihao Clan smiled sheepishly, then as if remembering something, she suddenly turned and pointed at Xu Ruyu, her smile instantly turning into rage.

"Master! You've woken up just in time!" she said through gritted teeth. "Xu Ruyu, this dog of a man, has delivered himself right to us!"

The spirit followed her finger and looked at Xu Ruyu.

Xu Ruyu felt that gaze like two beams of gentle moonlight softly brushing over his face.

There was no hostility, no anger, only a kind of... complexity he couldn't describe.

The Taihao Clan continued indignantly: "Master! Even though... even though he has a tiny bit of talent for Artifact Refining, I can never forgive what he did to you!

The bastard who defiled Master's purity—no matter how good his talent is, I'm going to castrate him!"

As she spoke, her hand reached for a small Carving Knife at her waist. The blade gleamed coldly, striking fear into anyone who saw it.

Xu Ruyu tensed up and instinctively took another step back.

However, in the next moment—

"Slap!"

A crisp sound rang out.

The Taihao Clan's forehead was smacked squarely by the spirit's palm.

The Taihao Clan clutched her head, looking at her Master in utter confusion: "Master? Why did you hit me?"

The spirit withdrew her hand, her smile turning into a mock scold, her ethereal voice carrying a hint of helplessness and authority: "Little Taihao, what did you just say? Master didn't hear clearly, say it again?"

Rubbing her forehead, the Taihao Clan said aggrievedly: "I said, this dog of a man defiled Master's purity, so I'm going to castrate him..."

"Slap!"

Another smack.

The Taihao Clan was now completely bewildered, clutching her forehead with tears almost welling up: "Master! What is wrong with you? Your disciple is trying to get revenge for you!"

The spirit looked at her, a flash of amusement and doting in her eyes.

She reached out and gently pinched the Taihao Clan's cheek, smiling: "Little Taihao, has Master spoiled you too much normally, making you so disrespectful?"

The Taihao Clan was even more confused: "Master, how have I been disrespectful?"