Chapter 158: The Taste of a Demoness is Really Quite Good! (Third Update)

A shudder-inducing light flickered in her eyes as she spoke softly:

"I want to continue."

He understood that it was not love.

It was merely a twisted possessiveness.

Tilting his head to think for a moment, Ren Yidao gave his answer through action.

He rolled over and pinned her beneath him.

"Then let's continue."

……

……

"Why, it feels... like you are much gentler today than usual?"

"Don't be polite~"

Lying prone on the bed, Jing Yueqin rested on the soft natural air cushions, hooking her fluffy Fox Tail with her legs while propping up her face to watch the youth regulating his breath.

"Heh."

Ren Yidao did not answer, rolling his eyes slightly.

Jing Yueqin leaned in ingratiatingly and muttered:

"Ah! No! I was wrong, I was wrong..."

In the end, Ren Yidao still let Peak Master Jing play as she pleased.

Leaving her to play, Ren Yidao pondered the feat he had just accomplished.

At the same time, in different locations, subduing two demonesses.

He was practically a superman.

It was his first time multitasking, and it was indeed quite a challenge.

The overlapping senses erupting at the same moment was not as simple as one plus one; it almost made him unable to hold on.

After a moment of silence, Ren Yidao, having finished regulating his breath, sighed from the bottom of his heart:

"I have to say..."

"The taste of a demoness is really quite good."

Mocking Emperor Caesar, understanding Roselle, surpassing Huang Tao.

Although it was essentially not as fierce as his own "knowing he is a man but still going for it," it was still somewhat similar in spirit.

Jing Yueqin:?

What is he saying, who is a demoness?

Me?

"Uh... thank you?"

"Don't thank me, things aren't working over there, it's time to focus on punishing you."

"What... mm~"

……

……

The second round of whipping had already begun over there, while silence had fallen here.

Heh, fragile.

You, a novice who has only learned a little bit of the Dual Cultivation Method and is fresh off the assembly line, how could you possibly win against a battle-hardened vixen?

The triumphant vixen wagged her tail in the dark and lay leisurely beside the demoness who was lying powerlessly on the side of the bed.

Why aren't you continuing your strong desire?

Keep standing tall, why don't you?

Lol.

So weak~

Small fry, small fry~

No matter what grand ambitions you have in your heart, or how extraordinary your destiny is in daily life, in the end, aren't you still lying there limp and collapsed on the side?

No matter if you are a Marquis, a Prince, or some heaven-defying genius, it is all the same.

Beneath the vixen, all beings are equal!

Huhu is supreme!

"Oh... those vixens who seduced emperors, did they think the same way?"

Strange, why do I empathize with them?

I am a good fox, after all.

How could I empathize with those demon concubines who bring disaster to the country and the people? Something must be wrong.

"However, the effect of this Dual Cultivation Method is indeed quite good."

The strength lost for the sake of a substitute death had actually been completely restored, and even improved; it had already reached ninety percent of his original strength.

The chains on his ankles had snapped after he recovered part of his power, and Ren Yidao had regained his freedom.

Strictly speaking, if Ren Yidao really wanted to leave now, he could easily walk away.

This piece of meat was forcibly fed to him by the other party, so he ate it because it was there.

Although the two of them could at most be considered a night of passion, he could have just patted his butt and left afterward, and she would have no way to hold him accountable.

But now, he actually didn't want to leave.

There is a Princess... no, there is a Princess exercising with me, and my strength can steadily improve; isn't this place a land of good fortune?

Why must you leave?

It is far too interesting here!

Having slept soundly for quite a while, Li Fengyao, who had fainted due to an unprecedented stimulation, slowly drifted back to consciousness.

She blinked her eyes, feeling the lingering sensations in her body, and her brows twitched.

Mmm...

Is this what it feels like to be a woman?

It really is... a strange experience.

Having calmed down, she did not suddenly become shy, but instead took the initiative to press against the warm chest.

Listening to the powerful heartbeat, Li Fengyao suddenly said:

"I actually envy Li Qiushui."

Ren Yidao:?

Why did she suddenly mention Li Qiushui?

Envy her?

I haven't even been... wait, why was she the one to take the initiative?

Oh, right, the strategy for her was to let her take the initiative to strike at me.

Li Fengyao did not notice the thoughts of the person beside her pillow drifting away, and continued:

"It is not just envy for her talent; compared to that, I envy her fate even more."

"We both lost our mothers, so why was she able to be adopted by someone who would truly cherish her, while I became a puppet in the hands of the Empress to vie for favor?"

"This is not fair."

In a certain sense, the fates of these two Princesses are indeed somewhat similar.

But perhaps it is the irony of fate that their upbringing environments were completely different, fostering two distinct personalities.

One walks the King's Way in all her glory, with a piercing Sword Intent.

The other hides her heart deep within the palace, facing the world with a mask.

"Therefore, whatever she possesses, I want to snatch it away."

When saying this, there was not the slightest hesitation in Li Fengyao's eyes.

"She likes Shi Xue, so I want to invite Shi Xue to join Wanhua Valley, hoping she can become my fellow disciple."

"I even previously planned to propose to the Shi Family in the future, so that I could take Shi Xue as my wife."

Wow, this is stimulating.

Ren Yidao did not even need to think through this development to find it quite stimulating.

What kind of "wife-in-name-only" story is this?

"And you, my dear Daoist, are the one I want to obtain the most."

Ren Yidao raised an eyebrow and said playfully:

"You are actually not that interested in me, just because I have a connection to Li Qiushui?"

If you put it that way, I will be sad, you know.

But Li Fengyao shook her head, raised her hand to stroke his cheek, and whispered:

"No, you are an exception."

"Even if you had no connection to Li Qiushui, I would not let you go."

"I want you."

Where this twisted emotion came from, even she herself could not say clearly.

But Li Fengyao knew one thing.

If she gave up, she would not be reconciled.

And that was enough.

"In my heart, you are heavier than this entire Heaven."

Is this a confession?

Under these circumstances?

Ren Yidao found it somewhat amusing, but also felt this was very Li Fengyao.

She only wanted the result she could hold in her hand; the process or whatever did not matter.

Li Fengyao had never envisioned how to treat this emotion.

After all, not long ago, she was just an inexperienced, rookie demon girl.

Without responding to her confession, Ren Yidao changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, how did you join Wanhua Valley?"

And as Li Fengyao mentioned Wanhua Valley, Ren Yidao suddenly thought of a point that had not been mentioned before.

If Wanhua Valley also did not know her true gender, why would they take her as a disciple?

"About that, I am not very clear either."

Since Ren Yidao avoided talking about it, Li Fengyao did not force the issue, but shook her head and said:

"About ten years ago, they were the ones who took the initiative to find me..."

Wanhua Valley.

Just as Ren Yidao was subduing the two demon girls, his good brother Li Long, holding the Qian Sword, personally led an expedition and descended upon Wanhua Valley.

"Wanhua Valley!"

But unlike what the people of Wanhua Valley, who were arrayed in battle formation, had imagined, he had not come for the matter of Wanhua Valley's rebellion.

Instead, he was here to avenge his worthy younger brother!

"Return my brother's life to me!!!"

The people of Wanhua Valley:?

What on earth?

Don't stop writing—save this child—boo hoo—