Defeating Magic Chapter 39: Viper’s Mark

Chapter 39: Viper’s Mark

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Mimosa

This is not estrus, Zhou Yan retorted in his mind, because his estrus period was not recent. However, his pheromone did drift out, and Zhou Yan felt it even before Luo Futu noticed it. This situation was not the same as the condition of inhibitor failure. If it was only an inhibitor failure, it would not produce a physical reaction like last time, only his pheromones would spread…

However, he could now feel that his pheromone was stronger than usual.

Rather than worry about the man who was staring at him covetously, Zhou Yan was more worried that the leakage of pheromones in such a densely populated area of the mine would trigger a large-scale rut. When he was an alpha, the degree of his gene optimization was as high as 99.9%. As an omega, his pheromone level was not low.

Zhou Yan covered his neck and glanced back towards the miners’ dormitory area, then quickly said to Luo Futu, “Get me out of here.”

Even at times like this, Zhou Yan was still like this: used to using imperative sentences, and used to using a commanding tone.

It was just like him.

Luo Futu smiled, picked up Zhou Yan, and jumped straight down the mountain slope. His body gently skimmed over the tip of the still snowy mountain, his robe cutting a flowing arc in the air. Zhou Yan felt as if his entire body was flying.

Luo Futu had said that flight spells were not innate spells, so it could be deduced that to use such spells, one would need a great deal of spiritual power…. When did he regain his power?

Zhou Yan was thinking randomly when Luo Futu found a deserted place and gently put Zhou Yan on the ground. Zhou Yan smelled the pheromone on Luo Futu’s body and stumbled a little with weak legs when he landed. When he crashed into Luo Futu’s arms, the latter lowered his head and kissed him on the lips. Zhou Yan was immediately pushed back a few steps until his back was against the cold wall. It was only then that he stopped.

Luo Futu’s height was too high; Zhou Yan was forced to tilt his head up. The former was biting his tongue, slurping and sucking. He tilted his head, and Luo Futu simply wrapped his arms around his ribs as he gently lifted Zhou Yan upwards. The taste of ice and snow belonging to him diffused relentlessly. Zhou Yan was a bit breathless as he wrapped his arms around Luo Futu’s neck and pulled him down, his teeth crushed heavily against his lips.

Zhou Yan was not one to drag his feet, and they both had an agreement before that Zhou Yan would prefer him as his bed partner once his estrus period came.

…. This was probably the tacit agreement between them.

Although there had been kissing acts before, there had never been a kiss that came so strongly from both of them like this. They kissed for a bit longer this time, and when they came back to their senses, Zhou Yan found himself holding his breath for a long time. Two very different pheromones invaded and fused with each other. Zhou Yan slightly lowered his eyes, and his fingers were trembling, making it hard to unbutton his collar.

His eyelashes were down, and because he had just been kissing Luo Futu, the corners of his eyes were dense with moisture causing wet eyelashes. The corners of his eyes were down and Zhou Yan looked softer.

Luo Futu raised his hand to support himself on the wall behind him. Seeing Zhou Yan struggling to unbutton his shirt, Luo Futu suddenly grabbed his hand. Zhou Yan subconsciously raised his head to look at him, and Luo Futu lowered his head to kiss him on the eyes.

The fine water droplets on Zhou Yan’s eyelashes were licked away, and this soft touch also made Zhou Yan slightly stunned. Luo Futu then stretched out his fingers, pinching Zhou Yan’s shirt buttons one by one to undo them. He then tilted the side of his head to kiss his neck.

Zhou Yan’s glands were partly extended to the side of his neck, and when Luo Futu’s lips touched that part, Zhou Yan subconsciously closed his eyes. Luo Futu then reached out to cup his face and kissed down along Zhou Yan’s neck.

The pheromone of both sides spread and tangled unrestrainedly, and Zhou Yan remembered that even if they hid here, there would inevitably be people nearby. This was the periphery of the hot spring, and there was a very deep and wide looking hot spring pool at their feet. Perhaps it was because the hot spring pool here was too deep, and bathing here would be dangerous, so the circle was within this. The Zedoary Continent’s people were not shy about alphas and omegas doing anything in public on the street, but it would be strange to show it on purpose. 

Zhou Yan thought of this and suddenly frowned as he grabbed Luo Futu’s collar and whispered, “There will be people here.”

“No, we are not within any space anymore.” Luo Futu’s gorgeous voice took on the sound of a snake’s hoarse tone, and the tip of his teeth touched Zhou Yan’s Adam’s apple before he bit down.

Zhou Yan opened his eyes to look behind him. A layer of golden light appearing like water ripples were hanging from top to bottom between heaven and earth. They had a transparent texture, but were also golden, cutting them off from the outside world. This may be Luo Futu’s space spell, which was the biggest difference between a mystic and an ordinary person…. They could manipulate space and time.

“You still have the heart to be distracted now?”

Zhou Yan was frozen in thought, and suddenly Luo Futu pinched his jaw. Luo Futu forced Zhou Yan to look into his eyes. Luo Futu’s pupils gave off a green light, and Zhou Yan did not have time to speak. His neck was bitten hard and he was thrown onto the ground. He had a horrible feeling, as if he would be bitten to death….

Luo Futu’s teeth lightly rubbed against his glands, and the tip of his nose gently swept through Zhou Yan’s short black hair, causing Zhou Yan to have a sweaty feeling.

“Can I mark you now?”

Zhou Yan bit his lips and did not say anything. Although he understood in his heart that he no longer had inhibitors and that if he did not accept Luo Futu’s mark, it would lead to more trouble. To ask him to personally agree to this matter, it still seemed a bit impossible to do….

He didn’t refuse, so Luo Futu took it as his consent.

The marking process was not very painful, but it was very strange. Zhou Yan’s pheromone in his body was completely driven away by Luo Futu’s pheromone, and then rushed into his body like a stream of water, washing his body and soul at the same time. There was no textbook description and once he was past the initial discomfort stage, there was a kind of satisfaction.

He just felt the aftermath, as if he had been injected with poisonous juice.

Zhou Yan drew a big breath of cold air. Luo Futu hugged him tightly, holding the back of his neck for a long time and refusing to let go. His pheromone was still pouring into Zhou Yan’s body in a steady stream.

Zhou Yan originally did not feel that being briefly marked would be any hindrance, perhaps it would even have the same principle as using inhibitors. An alpha’s pheromone entering the body would neutralize the overly exuberant omega pheromones and would make the body calm.

…. However, this did not seem to be the case. Instead of becoming calm, his body became strange. Zhou Yan lowered his head against Luo Futu’s chest, barely able to resist his instincts, and he was reaching out to push him.

“Let go….” Zhou Yan found himself without strength, even if he wanted to push him away, he couldn’t do it. Was this really fucking pheromone and not neurotoxin?

Luo Futu took Zhou Yan’s wrist and pulled him into his arms, stroking the back of his neck with one hand. “Okay, okay…. Good boy.”

The corners of his eyes turned red from the effects of the pheromone. Luo Futu had never been so aroused by any omega’s pheromone that he couldn’t hold his own desire. When he was willing to fully open his shield to accept Zhou Yan, he realized that his instincts as an alpha were overwhelming.

Luo Futu also had a natural snake-like skill that allowed him to shield himself from the scent of unwanted pheromones. Whether it was pheromone or dopamine, as long as it was a hormone-like smell, it wouldn’t bother him. After his spell recovered, Luo Futu’s pheromone shield stayed open, both as a habit and because he didn’t want to make a fool of himself by doing anything, so he didn’t notice Zhou Yan’s condition in the first place.

Luo Futu pressed against Zhou Yan’s ear and exhaled sharply. He heard Zhou Yan ask, “Are you of the venomous variety?”

Luo Futu didn’t understand, so Zhou Yan explained again, “…. You are a venomous snake, the bite you gave me was venomous.”

Luo Futu was almost amused by him. He hugged Zhou Yan tightly, rolled to the side, and fell into the hot spring water with him. This hot spring pool was very deep, and the two of them then kept falling. Zhou Yan could not avoid it and choked on a mouthful of water, but soon Luo Futu kissed him on the lips. A small, sweet airflow entered his mouth, and he was saved.

Zhou Yan fell to the bottom of the water. He pressed Luo Futu’s shoulders to force out his head, but he found that the water of the pool was as high as his shoulders while the person he pressed into the water disappeared. A black shadow flew underwater, like Luo Futu’s robe. Zhou Yan grabbed him, then pressed Luo Futu a little higher on the shore before he sat himself on his lap.

“Don’t move….” Zhou Yan’s voice was a bit shaky, and the veins on his wrists were slightly raised, obviously from force. 

Luo Futu smiled at Zhou Yan and then opened his hands towards him. “Okay, I won’t move, you move yourself.”

“….”

Luo Futu saw that Zhou Yan did not make a sound, and then added, “Do you still have strength?”

“….” This bastard, who was he underestimating?

When a human being tried to wrap himself around a snake, he got wrapped around it instead. The hot water in the hot spring was constantly tapped and splashed, and Zhou Yan forgot when he was pinned to the shore by Luo Futu. Finally, there was the sound of flesh hitting each other; the effect was like having a superb amplifier placed in his ears: he was forced to listen to the various “sounds” in his body while holding back his own voice.

“…. What kind of curse did you put on me? Take it back!”

Luo Futu stared down at Zhou Yan with a pair of vertical pupils and explained softly, “It’s not a curse, isn’t it funny?”

“….”

Zhou Yan frowned slightly, and the tips of his pale fingers grasped deep into Luo Futu’s arm. The latter leaned against his forehead and laughed. “Call me High Priest and I’ll take it back.”

“…. Dream on, the product of a backward civilization.”

Luo Futu angrily bit Zhou Yan’s lips. “Then listen to your own voice.”