Chapter 204: 203: Terror Like This

The Great Prosperity Dynasty is where the Yuan Xiangzi Sect is located; it is a nation whose territory is comparable in size to the Wind Country, but it is considerably weaker in strength.

Yuan Xiangzi comes from a great clan in the star system she lives in; the clan has no star lord, and the Heavenly Joy Sect she belongs to is merely a medium‑sized sect.

Of course, this medium size is judged by Long Qing and the other Wind Country monsters, but to someone like Wang Wu from a rural star system, the "Heavenly Joy Sect" is already a truly massive entity.

Even though there is now a very high‑status organization called the "Supreme Heaven Divine Palace," Wang Wu is still, at his core, a mountain‑wild monster from a rural star system.

"How many resources can your family afford to spend for your freedom?"

In fact, Long Qing isn't good at this either, but there's no choice; everyone is counting on her, so she can only bite the bullet. Based on the negotiation methods she's seen before, she said to Yuan Xiangzi,

"As for this, please have the demon immortal contact my family; I'm sure they will give you a price you'll be satisfied with," Yuan Xiangzi said.

This practice of capturing prisoners and selling them outright reminded Wang Wu of the medieval Europe of his hometown, where nobles had a relatively high survival rate in war because they could capture people for ransom.

Even though there were wars like the Hundred Years' War between England and France that were bloody and saw nobles fall as quickly as chaff, most of the time nobles were certainly safer.

The Hundred Years' War killed a great many French nobles, which also spurred France's centralization. But that's irrelevant; this isn't a history lesson.

"Alright then." Long Qing nodded, "We'll talk about it later."

"We will absolutely not run away, demon immortal, rest assured." To appear more harmless, Yuan Xiangzi added.

"I know." Long Qing nodded again.

Space travel life is generally rather boring and tedious. But for Wang Wu, the days are actually quite enjoyable.

Because his space ring contains a virtual reality pod, he can use that device to stay in touch with his old home and confide his feelings to his wives.

Even though the contact is only within the virtual world, it's already quite nice for the several demonesses and him.

It still takes some time to reach the Wind Country from here; midway, due to encountering cosmic turbulence, the Jade Plate had to exit hyperspace navigation for a few days.

In this world, faster‑than‑light travel uses the "hyperspace tunnel," which, of course, is the term Master Yin Shenli's hometown uses. What the locals call it here is irrelevant.

"How long will this turbulence last?" A few days later, in the ship's cockpit, Wang Wu asked Long Qing beside him.

As his contact time with the three demonesses increased, they grew increasingly arrogant, showing him not a shred of respect and sometimes even deliberately humiliating him.

But there's nothing he can do; Wang Wu is a submissive sort and a total good‑natured person, so he gave no reaction to such humiliation.

And his cowardly demeanor naturally drew his master's displeasure.

"You only swing around in that little clothing in front of me, and you just stay completely unmoved???'' Looking at Wang Wu, who seemed both like an old monk in meditation and like a fixed‑point anchor, Yin Shenli was baffled.

"What on earth is my disciple thinking in that head??"

"Drill? Why not drill? What are you afraid of? They're not the kind of monsters you're scared of."

"This place isn't suitable." Faced with his master's urging, Wang Wu gave no response and still refused.

"Why???"

Yin Shenli grabbed Wang Wu's collar, "Why are you scared? Damn it, don't you know how long it's been since I last looked?"

"Weren't you watching me and Second Wife and Third Wife yesterday…"

"That's online, damn it, it's not the same as in reality, right??" Yin Shenli rudely cut Wang Wu off, yanking his collar and shaking wildly, "I order you! Drill one for me right now!"

"B‑but even if you say that…" Wang Wu's face showed hesitation, about to say something, when the next second the master's room door was pushed open.

This is the disgusting part about those demonesses: they now enter rooms without knocking, as if they don't know the concept of "politeness."

But there's nothing to be done; Master Yin Shenli isn't going to stand up for him, so Wang Wu can only bite the bitter pill and swallow it.

"Wang, Wang Wu, the two demonesses you rescued that day seem to have developed a problem!"

The main door was pushed open, and a nervous Long He rushed in, shouting at Wang Wu on the bed,

"Huh?" Wang Wu, who was about to get dressed, froze, "What happened over there?"

When Long He saw Wang Wu dressing, a hint of disappointment flashed on her face, as if she thought she'd arrived late and the show was already over… uh, never mind.

"Yeah! Come over quickly and take a look!" Long He nodded repeatedly; she didn't call Yin Shenli because, although Yin Shenli's attitude toward the three demonesses was fairly friendly, she was still afraid of that woman.

Even though her habit of peeking and barging in without knocking seemed to show no fear of Yin Shenli.

"Alright, I'll be right there." Wang Wu nodded, then looked at his master. The latter simply shrugged, "You go yourself; by this time the treatment should be finished, and today is the day to exit the pod."

"Is that so?" Wang Wu realized, then got up from the bed, putting on his clothes while walking toward Long He.

"Let's go." When he reached Long He, he was already dressed in a simple outfit, and after he was dressed, Long He's face showed disappointment again.

Clearly there was nothing left to watch.

Long He and Long Qing, as twin sisters, appear outwardly as twin siblings, yet their personalities are completely opposite.

In fact, their personality gap is indeed huge, but a large personality gap doesn't necessarily mean a huge difference in preferences.

Just as Long Qing fell completely for Wang Wu at first sight, unable to pull herself away, Long He feels the same.

The moment she first saw Wang Wu, she felt as if her head had been struck hard with a stick—specifically, a stick moving at 0.05 times the speed of light.

At that moment, her mind went completely blank.

Immediately, that blank mind was instantly covered by a single thought:

She wants to marry this man; she wants to rush at him, wants…

In short, it's a scene that can't be described in detail.

Even though she doesn't care how many women are around Wang Wu, the two sisters are now competing fiercely over who will claim him first.

As for how they compete, Long He occasionally tells Wang Wu bad things about her sister, while Long Qing occasionally tells him bad things about her "brother"—actually, her "younger brother."

When she speaks ill, Long He naturally becomes her own "brother." And regarding her brother's…

Because she has presented herself as male since childhood, Long He's personality isn't particularly feminine; she could fully be called a man.

Although her self‑identification has always been female and her physiology is female, despite many masculine traits, her core is still very much female.

In short, she's the most quintessential, top‑tier tomboy.

Extremely good looks, ultra‑… uh, she's actually not flat, her figure is fine. A super classic tomboy personality.

Women of this type, when Wang Wu was still an Earth native, he basically never even fantasized about them. The reason is that he isn't really into tomboys.

Of course, he does like them, just not that much. After all, who wouldn't like a beautiful, stunning, well‑shaped, great‑personality tomboy?

Although Long He's physique is mediocre—indeed rather ordinary—among her own race, she can still tower over the crowd among humans.

The "towering" in terms of body proportions isn't about size… never mind, that's unimportant.

Walking side by side with Wang Wu, Long He's palms kept sweating.

Because at this moment she had a thought in her mind: to reach out and hold Wang Wu's hand.

As for the reason to hold hands, she had already decided: "Shall I take you? Let's go faster?"

But that thought never turned into action; she is usually extremely bold, fearless dragon fairy, yet at this moment she became cowardly.

Weak, timid, hesitant, indecisive.

Yes, Long He is of the Dragon clan.

Dragons, of course, are also monsters—a type of monster. According to the local zoological classification, dragons are actually a kind of snake.

Snakes, jiaos, and dragons all belong to the same order, the snake order, called "Shezhong" here.

Yes, dragons and jiaos are both in the snake order in this world's classification, and indeed their ancestors were snakes.

In terms of lineage, snakes are considered more noble than dragons and jiaos in this world—not ordinary snakes, but primordial demon snakes.

In the Tian Yuan Realm, the Tian Mang are a more noble race than the Jiao clan and the Dragon clan, belonging to the upper tier of the Bai Tan type of jiao‑dragon.

The Jiao Dragon is considered a lower tier of the Dragon clan, but the Tian Yuan Realm no longer has any dragons now.

The Dragon clan is said to be very strong in combat, of course that's "said to be," a stereotype Wang Wu holds from his Earth hometown's notion that "dragon nature is inherently lecherous."

As for whether that's actually the case here, only a field investigation will tell.

As for Long He and Long Qing? The two pure‑hearted dragons, Wang Wu currently doesn't have much thought about them.

Not many, uh, not that many; anyway, for now there aren't any.

The walk to the medical room isn't short; at the current walking speed of the two demons, it takes two minutes.

However, when Long He finally mustered courage, ready to speak to Wang Wu and grab his hand, Wang Wu's voice sounded first:

"Arrived, shall we go in?"

"Ah!?" Long He was startled, nearly leapt up from the ground.

"What's wrong?" Wang Wu asked, seeing her like that.

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"Nothing, nothing." Long He shook her head, forced a smile onto her face, "Shall we go in?"

"Mm."

Inside the medical room.

As Master Yin Shenli said, the two female demons Wang Wu rescued are already nearly recovered and can leave the treatment chamber today to recover outside.

"Don't rush, your treatment is temporarily over; I'm letting you out."

While operating the control panel of the treatment chamber, Wang Wu spoke to the two demons inside.

In these few days, Wang Wu hasn't come here every day to check on the two treatment chambers, because there's no need.

However, he still occasionally visits, mainly to talk with the two injured who lie in the chambers unable to do anything, so they don't feel too lonely.

After a round of operation, the liquid in the chamber receded, and the tubes inserted into the two demons' bodies were withdrawn.

Then the first chamber's door opened, and a demon body soaked in treatment fluid staggered down, falling out of the chamber.

Wang Wu hurried forward, grabbed her in one hand, then helped her stand steady on the ground.

But after trying for a while, Wang Wu found her legs remained soft and couldn't stand properly, unsure why.

"Your feet, what's wrong?" Since she couldn't stand, Wang Wu had to hold her in a princess‑carry pose and asked.

Yet when he looked into her eyes, even though the demon hadn't spoken, Wang Wu already got the answer.

Her eyes were shining, as bright as the sun.

"Young Hero Wang, I… I'm still a bit unwell, may I…"

Although her words were a request, her arms already clutched Wang Wu's neck tightly.

She lightly parted her crimson lips, breath like a delicate orchid.

"Fine…," Wang Wu sighed, nodding at her pleading expression.

Then he changed his stance, wrapped one arm around her, and walked toward another chamber.

Another round of operation, the treatment fluid receded, the tubes withdrew, and the chamber door opened.

This one's condition was much better than the one Wang Wu was holding; at least her hands were strong.

She seemed to know nothing of gratitude; right after being released, she immediately retaliated, attacking Wang Wu.

And her retaliation seemed to have a contagion, affecting the demon Wang Wu was holding as well.

Their strength was already not weak; the two demons erupted simultaneously, catching Wang Wu off guard, causing him to be knocked down.

And Long He, watching Wang Wu being brutally attacked, froze dumbfounded.

Fortunately, after an hour and a half, Wang Wu finally won, slashing the two vengeful demons to death.

Looking at the two bodies on the ground still convulsing violently, eyes rolled white, foaming at the mouth, Wang Wu sneered.

"The Interstellar Demon Race is no different."

Their bellies swollen, consciousness shattered, a tragic death—this is the fate of vengeance.

"Long He, is there still a room on the ship?"

Picking up a corpse from the ground, Wang Wu asked the still‑shaken Long He.

"Ah, ah?" Wang Wu's voice made Long He shudder violently, then stagger, nearly falling, but Wang Wu caught her.

However, when he grasped Long He's hand, Wang Wu noticed all her muscles were trembling violently, as if in extreme convulsion.

"Yes, there is! There is!"

Long He's voice also trembled as she nodded repeatedly.

Please, please follow me!

……

……

On the road, Long He holds the corpse in their arms, and their heart still churns with raging, terrifying waves.

How could it be, how could it be, how could it be so…

Recalling what was seen earlier, Long He trembles continuously from body to soul.

(End of chapter)