Endure, she had to endure.
In order to prevent Ye Shu from discovering her vulnerable state, Medusa suppressed the urge to open her eyes. Keeping them tightly shut, she silently accelerated the pace of refining the Azure Lotus Sky Flame.
The azure flame flickered, becoming somewhat unstable.
Soon, it would be done soon.
Just give me half an incense stick of time!
As long as she could endure for half an incense stick of time, she would free up her hands and tear this little thief who dared to intrude into her bedchamber into ten thousand pieces!
Rustle...
An almost imperceptible sound suddenly echoed in the bedchamber.
It was... it was that little thief!
He moved!
Could he have seen through my current state?
Medusa's heart tightened. Her ears twitched slightly as she relied on her five senses to capture the youth's every move.
The footsteps were very light and slow.
He was shifting bit by bit.
He was testing the waters!
Medusa's heart relaxed a fraction.
Testing was good; testing meant he was uncertain.
As long as she did not move and revealed no flaws, this cautious little thief might slowly retreat.
When that time came, she would—
Step!
The footsteps grew closer!
Medusa's newly settled heart leaped into her throat again.
Did that little thief choose not to retreat, but instead approach her? Although the sound was very light and slow, it was indeed moving in her direction.
Rustle... rustle... rustle...
In the silent bedchamber, there were only faint, barely audible footsteps, yet every step seemed to trample right on the tip of her heart.
Medusa clenched her jaw, trying her utmost to suppress her heartbeat.
No, she could not panic, she could not lose her composure.
She could not let him find any flaws.
The other party had not realized it yet. She just needed to refine the last trace of the exotic flame before he noticed.
Rustle...
The footsteps suddenly stopped.
Then came a long silence, accompanied only by the faint, almost nonexistent breathing of the two people.
What was that little thief doing?
Medusa did not dare to release her divine sense, afraid the other party would notice.
He is looking at me!
Unbidden, this realization crashed into Medusa's mind.
It was only today that she realized the elders of her tribe were not wrong. A gaze also possessed weight, heavy and oppressive, like the scorching midday sun in the desert.
That gaze slid from her forehead to the tips of her eyebrows, from her eyebrows to the bridge of her nose, and from her nose to her lips, traveling all the way down, leisurely, as if admiring a painting.
Medusa could swear that she had never been so palpitating and nervous because of anyone in her entire life.
But now, a mere Foundation Establishment little thief.
Just standing in front of her made her so nervous that her palms were sweating cold sweat.
Her whole body felt as if ants were crawling all over it!
Endure.
Endure forcefully!
Half an incense stick of time had already passed.
If she endured for another half an incense stick, she would be able to tear this little thief into ten thousand pieces, subject him to the cruelest punishment of the Snake-People Tribe, throw him into the Ten Thousand Snake Cave to be made into a snake slave, and suffer the agony of ten thousand snakes biting his heart day and night.
Just as she was thinking about how to torture Ye Shu.
A faint breath suddenly puffed onto her face.
It was warm.
Very light, like a feather brushing across her cheek.
Medusa's breath hitched.
Close, too close.
So close that she could feel the rhythm of his breathing, so close that she could smell the faint scent of green grass on him, so close that her heartbeat involuntarily began to accelerate.
It was not infatuation, but tension.
Next, she felt the breeze brushing her cheek draw even closer.
And then... something warm, soft, like jelly, pressed against her lips.
Medusa's brain completely short-circuited at this moment.
That little thief actually kissed her!
This bastard!
This was her first kiss. In all her life, no one had ever dared to treat her like this!
Medusa subconsciously wanted to open her eyes, but she forcibly held it back.
No, I cannot.
This guy must still be testing the waters.
If I open my eyes now, all my previous efforts will be wasted.
Medusa clenched her teeth, her nails digging deeply into her palms. That warm and soft sensation still lingered on her lips, unseparated.
Endure.
Endure forcefully.
The weaknesses of human nature were fully displayed at this moment. People would always indulge in a certain comfort zone, unwilling to leave.
Medusa was exactly like this right now.
From the initial shifting of steps, to approaching, to getting close to her face, and finally to kissing, it was a gradual process like boiling a frog in warm water. She had clearly noticed the abnormality, but her heart constantly resisted, telling herself to endure a little longer. As long as she endured a little longer, everything would be fine.
Soon, it would be soon.
Just a little bit more!
In just five more breaths of time...
On the second breath, a hand... suddenly lifted her skirt.
At the same time, far away in the underground rock cave.
Medusa, who was entangled in a fierce battle with Mu Yunxi, suddenly paused in her movements and was almost stabbed in the shoulder by a sword.
Your Highness the Queen, what is wrong?
Bai Ling sent a voice transmission in shock and uncertainty.
N-nothing. Medusa retreated explosively, biting her lower lip tightly as two blushes of red flew across her cheeks.
A monstrous humiliation, a monstrous humiliation!
That little thief actually dared!
All of you, get lost!!!! she shouted furiously, her voice shaking the surroundings, shocking everyone into a daze, filled with doubt and fear.
Has this woman reached menopause?
Bingxuanzi scratched his head, somewhat surprised.
When they challenged her before, they had never seen this woman lose her composure like this.
Meanwhile, in the bedchamber.
Medusa could bear it no longer and fiercely opened her eyes.
Little thief, you are courting death!!! she roared sternly, fury surging in her golden vertical pupils, wishing she could swallow this audacious youth alive.
However, to her shock.
The youth before her not only showed not a shred of fear, but instead revealed a knowing smile.
So, you really cannot move, huh.
What?! Medusa's pupils violently shrank.
A shattered longsword suddenly appeared in her field of vision. Ye Shu used all the spiritual energy in his body, pouring it entirely into the Male Mandarin Duck Sword, and then slashed out with a single strike!
Pfft!
Blood splattered everywhere!
Right before her death, Medusa's pupils still reflected sheer disbelief, but they gradually turned ashen as her body slowly fell backward.
There was not the slightest bit of mercy.
In the instant he confirmed that Medusa truly had no power to resist at this moment, Ye Shu slashed out this sword without hesitation.
Hey! Why did you kill her!
Looking at Medusa collapsed in a pool of blood, Xiaobai was stunned.
If I do not kill her now, once she finishes refining the Azure Lotus Sky Flame, the one to die would be me. Ye Shu crouched down and carefully inspected Medusa's body. Only after confirming that the other party had no life aura left did he retract his hand and stand up.
Sigh...
He let out a sigh. Medusa, it is not I who harmed you, but this chaotic world that harmed you. Do not blame me.
Then why did you just now... just now...
Xiaobai was so angry she almost fainted.
To put it plainly, she was going to die anyway, Ye Shu said with a straight face. So what is wrong with letting me have a kiss? We could not just let her die keeping her first kiss, could we? That would be too pitiful.
Besides, that was also part of the test.
Furthermore, are you not curious about what difference there is between the lower half of the Snake-People Tribe and us humans?
Xiaobai was utterly speechless.
What to do when her own Child of Destiny had such a bizarre thought process?
But since things had come to this, it was better to collect the fire first.
After Medusa's death, the Azure Lotus Sky Flame became an ownerless object.
Shu'er, take out the small pouch your master refined earlier. Danxia's voice transmitted from the ring. An unowned spiritual flame cannot be touched directly.
Ye Shu nodded and took a bag out from his robes.
Refining the Green Lotus Heavenly Flame right here was definitely impossible; if things went wrong, he might end up with the exact same fate as Medusa.
He had to find a safe place to carry out the process.
However.
He had only just approached the Green Lotus Heavenly Flame.
Boom!!!
The Green Lotus Heavenly Flame suddenly erupted with a burst of dazzling light and lunged fiercely towards Ye Shu!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
