Chapter 80: Guest Senior, Can You Cooperate with Me to Have a Child?
The Demon Lord fell into silence, beginning a brainstorming session on his own.
After a moment, he finally reached a rigorous conclusion.
“You have a point; the human’s illusion technique tricked even me.”
It turned out that foolishness could also be contagious through breath, and this esteemed Demon Lord was swiftly assimilated.
“That dog bastard Zhao Wutian still dares to exaggerate in front of us; he truly deserves some discipline,” Tunlan said indignantly, wishing he could hang Zhao Wutian up and beat him.
“You’re right; thanks to the wise Demon Lord’s foresight, we were able to come here and discover the truth in advance.”
“Otherwise, if we had only listened to Zhao Wutian’s one-sided words, we would have summoned the Devil King, and we would have been utterly humiliated!”
The two wise men reached a consensus, linked arms, and destroyed the space before heading to report back to the Demon Lord.
…
By now, night had fallen; the moonlight was like water, and stars filled the sky.
Zhou Tong and the others stood in the void, their eyes filled with the lights of countless homes, stretching as far as the horizon.
This was the territory of the Soaring Empire, occupying a vast and boundless area.
“What a magnificent landscape this world possesses…” Zhou Tong couldn’t help but exclaim.
“You flatter me, Guest Senior…” Qian Miaoyu modestly replied, though her prideful expression had already betrayed her.
“Your Majesty need not be overly humble; to expand territory and establish order with a woman’s body in the Heaven-Cutting Realm is truly extraordinary.”
Hearing this, Qian Miaoyu’s mouth suddenly curled into a wry smile.
Who could understand her sorrow? Who could alleviate her sadness?
The stability of the country depended entirely on the protection of the dragon vein.
The king of the Soaring Empire had nurtured this dragon vein with his essence blood for ten generations, only then establishing a connection and thus gaining the mandate of heaven.
Under the mandate of heaven, calamities do not afflict; only time can dwindle one’s existence.
As a result, none of the last ten Soaring Empire kings had lived past thirty-five, and this generation would be no exception.
“I am now twenty-six,” Qian Miaoyu murmured.
“This is the prime of life!”
The Little Demoness giggled, covering her mouth.
“Not quite; my father gave birth to me at seventeen, passed away at thirty, and during that time, there were no royal brothers or sisters born. Now, I remain unmarried, and throughout the world, I am the last of the Soaring royal family.”
Upon hearing this, Zhou Tong widened his eyes; this situation was quite perilous for the royal family.
“Your Majesty should consider significant life matters.”
As a guest senior, he felt it necessary to remind her.
“I know; it’s just that everyone I’ve laid eyes on is but a mediocre person, and I have no interest in them…”
Suddenly, she stopped speaking, fixing her gaze on Zhou Tong.
“I wonder, Guest Senior… can you cooperate with me to have a child?”
At these words, silence fell; even the insects in the night sky ceased their chirping.
The Little Demoness’s smile instantly faded.
No matter how she defended against it, how could another one pop up?!
Had these women all been poisoned? The Senior Apprentice Sister was one thing, but what man could a female emperor not obtain? Why did she have to try to take from others’ plates?
“Your Majesty, the empire is plagued by demon harm and treacherous ministers. Shouldn’t you be considering the common people’s welfare instead of discussing romance?” The Little Demoness interjected beside the two without holding back.
“Ha ha… I’m merely joking, Guest Senior, please don’t take offense. I must excuse myself for now!”
As she turned, only a trace of sorrow remained in Qian Miaoyu’s eyes.
Nine years left, at most nine years!
Even if she were to give birth to an heir immediately, by the time she passed away, the heir would hardly be ten years old, and should anything go wrong, the empire would face the risk of collapse.
“Dragon vein, oh dragon vein, I beg you, can you give me another ten years?”
She gently brushed her left rib, her tone filled with pleading.
After the empress left, the Little Demoness’s mood visibly improved.
She looked at Sheng Xin and said, “You go back and report safety first; we still have other matters to attend to.”
“What matters?” Sheng Xin the Sage Heart Demon Lord asked instinctively.
“Adult matters; don’t ask too much, little brat!”
Hearing this, the Demon Lord disdainfully sniffed.
“A mere tender leek dares to pretend to be a scallion before me; you should consider what you really are?”
Her gaze swept between Zhou Tong and the Little Demoness, finally revealing a meaningful smile.
“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re plotting; you want to hunt, right? It’s still uncertain who is the prey.”
With the troublesome people gone, beneath the vast night sky, only the two stood side by side, the atmosphere both silent and enchanting.
“Ha!”
Zhou Tong finally couldn’t help but burst into laughter, breaking the silence.
The Little Demoness instantly became angry and embarrassed.
“You lecher, what are you laughing at?”
She reached out with one hand, pressing down on Zhou Tong’s chest, her face wearing a dangerous smile, both cold and alluring.
“With so many beauties favoring you, you must be very proud!”
“Are you jealous?” Zhou Tong teased.
He thought the Little Demoness would blush and deny it out of pride, but the situation took him completely by surprise.
“That’s right; I’m jealous!”
The Little Demoness’s voice took on an ethereal depth, followed by her jet-black hair turning snow-white as she entered the Jade Demon Body state, her Joyful Harmony Celestial Skill having broken through.
“Be careful not to fall into the devil’s path!”
Zhou Tong frowned, sensing an unprecedented surge of intense emotions.
Desire arises from unfulfilled wishes, obsession from incompleteness, and anger from fear of loss.
At this moment, the Little Demoness embodied all three — greed, hatred, and ignorance — and in extreme intensity.
This was not a normal phenomenon.
“Falling into the devil’s path is even better; then I can dedicate myself entirely to you, or have you completely belong to me!”
“Seal sixty-six, Five Elements Light Prison!”
Just as Zhou Tong was about to make a move, five rays of light trapped his body, leaving him unable to move in the void.
The Little Demoness stepped forward, radiating an aggressive aura; a delicate, lotus-like, white hand arm coiled around Zhou Tong’s neck.
Their faces were nearly touching; the Little Demoness’s breath was warm, exuding a fragrant aroma that made Zhou Tong’s heart race.
Suddenly, a Red Dust Sea unfolded, obscuring the void; they fell into a secluded space.
“Are you afraid, little lecher?”
The Demoness pressed in closer, their noses almost touching.
With a bold flirtation on her face, she didn’t stop there and slightly stuck out her delicate pink tongue, inching even closer.
“Crack!”
The binding on Zhou Tong shattered, and immediately a domineering force surged forth.
He seized the Little Demoness’s face with one hand, while the other firmly wrapped around her waist.
“I fear neither a million troops nor a sea of blades and flames; how could I fear this soft embrace!”
Zhou Tong’s eyes glowed with divine light as he gazed at this extraordinary beauty so close.
She tilted her pretty face up, smiling like a flower, just as she had in a past life.
In both lives, it felt as if they were overlapping at this very moment.
There was no need for hesitation; their feelings had long been tested by life and death.
Zhou Tong’s expression grew tender yet resolute as he leaned in and kissed those enticing red lips.
