Chapter 559

Ji Qiu heard the words, revealing a just-right amount of shyness and emotion.

"Thank you, young master, for your kindness."

Such an expression and demeanor were, to Yue Zongyang at this moment, no less than the stimulant of a potent aphrodisiac.

His breathing became much heavier, he sat on the other bed, and casually found a topic.

"You are a household at the foot of this mountain; you should be a farming family, yet you were born so lovely."

Yue Zongyang didn't realize how ambiguous this topic was in the cramped space shared by the two.

Ji Qiu, however, lowered his gaze and pursed his lips, embarrassed: "I've been like this since birth; my parents often say I'm too delicate as a man."

As he spoke, the fingers hidden under the blanket pinched again, and a richer fragrance once again emanated.

But in this setting, it only makes people assume, based on first impression, that it is the bodily fragrance on Ji Qiu's body.

Yue Zongyang believed this even more firmly.

Just as Yue Zongyang was about to lose control of his inner desire, Ji Qiu yawned and lay back down.

The soft voice was especially pleasant in the carriage.

"Young master, you should rest early too."

"……uh."

Yue Zongyang pinched his palm, secretly thinking, when had he ever lacked such self-control?

Even when facing Chen Ning, he had never been like this before.

But the less he obtained, the more he thought about it.

That night, even in his dreams he was playing and making love with Ji Qiu.

As a result, the next morning when they set out early, Yue Zongyang's attitude toward Ji Qiu became increasingly kind and indulgent.

After training long in the cave, Ji Qiu now well-versed in the art of seduction, naturally knowing not to let Yue Zongyang sleep with him too quickly.

Only what cannot be obtained is called a treasure.

At noon they arrived at the Slay Demon Sect; Ji Qiu leaned in Yue Zongyang's embrace, gazing at the huge plaque bearing the three large characters of the Slay Demon Sect, his bewitching eyes narrowing as a bloodthirsty gleam flashed through.

His revenge had only just begun.

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In the space, seeing Chen Yu successfully enter the Slay Demon Sect, the two systems simultaneously let out a sigh of relief.

0731 blew on his own red-white fur, saying, "This person isn't the waste we imagined; it's no wonder I was chased and beaten by those disciples."

White Marsh showed no sympathy at all.

Originally just sending Chen Yu to the carriage would have sufficed, but this idiot insisted on staying to move his muscles, and a divine beast almost got injured at the hands of those disciples.

"He deserved it."

He spoke in a light tone while reprimanding, his actions surprisingly sincere as he massaged the sore spots of the beast lying on him.

Upon learning that Chen Yu had infiltrated the Slay Demon Sect, Chenshu also expressed satisfaction.

Moreover, calculating the time, the Red Cold Pearl should arrive in these two days.

It was also time for him to settle accounts with his dear Chen family.

As expected, the two demons sent the previous day to fetch the Red Cold Pearl returned.

To prevent himself from not noticing their aura, Jin Chen had already left a Marking at the East Court's barrier a few days earlier.

When he sensed the barrier's fluctuation, Jin Chen was sparring with Chenshu.

After the second layer of detoxification, Chenshu could already cultivate spiritual methods; his progress was so rapid that Jin Chen found it astonishing—now even the Slaughter Formation General was no match for him, making him outstanding among his peers.

But thinking of the youth's mother's bloodline, he felt everything was understandable.

Jin Chen said something to Chenshu, then let him continue cultivating while he himself went to the East Court to meet two subordinates.

Thinking of what happened the last time they met, Chenshu felt a bit insecure, his starry eyes fixed unblinkingly on Jin Chen, and he stopped practicing his movements.

Thinking about what happened the last time they met, Chenshu felt a bit insecure, her starry eyes stared straight at Jin Chen, and she also stopped practicing the movements.

Jin Chen, helpless, also understanding the youth's thoughts, actively took his hand and walked side by side to the East Court.

"Fine, it's my oversight; I shouldn't have left Shu'er alone to feel anxious."

On the contrary, he was becoming more observant; Chenshu let out a soft snort from his nose, feeling nothing wrong with doing this.

This time, because they needed to hand over the Red Cold Pearl, they could no longer use Mirror Flower Water Moon for contact; Jin Chen simply tore open an opening to let the two enter.

Doing so would surely attract the attention of the gatekeeper, but now that the Red Cold Pearl was in hand, Jin Chen no longer needed to conserve his energy, nor was he affected by the fatigue period, so he naturally didn't worry about this.

On the other hand, Chenshu kept a careful thought, also attaching a thread of divine sense to the broken barrier, lest Jin Chen encounter any accident while absorbing the Red Cold Pearl's power.

Once again meeting Chenshu, the two demons' utterly different attitudes remained unchanged.

Dahu enthusiastically greeted Chenshu, still speaking with a warm-hearted Northeastern accent; Chenshu thought well of him, so his attitude was warm, and he even shared some snacks he had spontaneously made in the kitchen.

Da Hu eagerly greeted Chenshu, still speaking with a warm-hearted Northeastern accent; Chenshu had a good impression of him, so his attitude was warm, and he even shared the snacks he had spontaneously made in the kitchen.

As for Erlang, he acted as if he hadn't seen Chenshu, only paying his respects to Jin Chen, completely ignoring Da Hu's hint.

Da Hu was so angry he kept rolling his eyes.

Chenshu didn't seem to mind either, obediently snuggling in Jin Chen's arms and listening to their conversation.

"Refining the Crimson Cold Pearl takes half a shichen; guard the courtyard well."

Jin Chen held the person and rose, preparing to go to the jade bed to refine the Crimson Cold Pearl and completely break through the languid period.

"Is this human also coming with you?"

Seeing this, Erlang couldn't help but react; his pretense of not having seen Chenshu just moments ago collapsed instantly.

Jin Chen's steps paused slightly, he turned around with a cold face, and said, "What do you want to say?"

"He is my only companion; why not?"

Da Hu silently widened his eyes, almost clapping on the spot.

Chenshu, feeling wronged, pouted at the right moment, "Ah Chen's subordinate seems to really dislike me."

"It's fine, as long as I like you." Jin Chen hurried to appease, then gave Erlang a cold glance at his lowered head, "If you keep this attitude toward him, later I'll let the Three Lions take over your position."

These words were clearly a strong threat; Erlang clenched his fists, yet still felt unwilling.

"I don't understand why this human can be your lover, but my younger brother cannot; he clearly likes you so much."

"Huh? Younger brother? What younger brother?"

Seeming to catch a whiff of a rival's scent, Chenshu immediately became alert, lifted her gaze, and sized up Erlang.

Looking like that… even if he had a younger brother, he probably wouldn't be much better looking.

Jin Chen acted as if he hadn't heard, not taking those words to heart at all.

"Who I like is none of your business to interfere."

He left with those words, then led the people away from the pavilion.

Dahu quickly punched Erlang from behind, "You're being reckless; the Great King likes whoever he likes, what's wrong with you!"

"You insist on making your younger brother the queen of the Yao clan?"

Getting Erlang driven away is a small matter, but he absolutely does not want to partner with the murderous Three Lions!

The commotion from refining the Crimson Cold Pearl was not small; soon a tremendous Yao King aura burst from inside the house, the two demons transformed into their massive true forms, sprawled on the ground, faithfully guarding as its protectors.

No one knew how much time had passed; the expected disciples of the Slayer Demon Sect had not yet appeared when they sensed a sudden surge of even more intense demonic aura, carrying a destructive, absolute oppression.