Chapter 63: My Monster’s About to Be Stolen!
[Ding! Congratulations to Host for completing the mission! Please proceed to the appropriate interface to claim your reward.]
Within his sea of consciousness, Yan Zhen’s consciousness emerged from the depths, coalescing into his form.
The system interface appeared before him, the “Claim” button glowing faintly.
He tapped it, and the reward popped up.
[Special Trump Card: Rampaging Scholar. Upon activation, grants Host the ability to ignore defenses and penetrate deeply. Also grants Host extensive knowledge (of positions).]
“…You’re not right in the head.”
He muttered, storing the card, his mind replaying his actions towards his master during his berserker state, guilt washing over him.
Unlike the script, his berserker state hadn’t just been about fighting and killing, but also about… lust.
And since he had refined the Extreme Flame through dual cultivation with her, she had become the target of his uncontrolled desires, not the Serpent Queen.
She had been so kind to him, even more so than his grandfather, yet he had… violated her.
— I’m such a bad disciple!
“I have to apologize to Master.”
He forced himself awake, opening his eyes, her ample bosom filling his vision, blocking his view of her face.
The familiar softness behind his head told him he had fallen asleep on her lap, using her thighs as a pillow.
She had actually let him rest on her lap after he had… treated her so roughly…
He almost burst into tears.
“Are you awake, Zhen’er?”
Her gentle voice, like a spring breeze, filled with concern and affection, made him want to act spoiled.
“Master, I’m sorry,” he confessed. “I couldn’t control myself.”
“It’s alright, Zhen’er. It’s not your fault.” She caressed his face tenderly. “It’s my fault. I should have warned you about the berserker state triggered by three Extreme Flames.—Are you still… uncomfortable?”
“No.”
“That’s good. If you feel… anything, just tell me. I’ll help you.”
“Master…”
“Good boy. Are you hungry?”
“Mmm, a little.”
“Then let me feed you, okay?”
“…Okay~”
/(//o/ω/o//)/
Seeing his shy blush, she smiled, her eyes filled with motherly love, then, with practiced ease, untied her sash, her robe parting, her white arm emerging from her sleeve, reaching behind his neck, gently lifting his head as she offered him her… fruit.
“Open your mouth.”
He blinked, seeing the marks he had left, his desire waning slightly.
“Did I… hurt you, Master?”
“Not at all. They’re your marks, Zhen’er. I cherish them.”
He gently licked the marks, his touch tender and apologetic.
Her heart melted, a warmth spreading through her body, an urge to… release it building within her.
“Mmm~ Good boy, Zhen’er, hurry up… Don’t keep Master waiting…”
“…”
He suckled contentedly, letting out a small, milk-scented burp, his face a picture of bliss.
“Are you done, Zhen’er?”
“Mmm, thank you, Master~”
“Silly boy, there’s no need for thanks between us.”
“Master~”
He nuzzled her chest.
[Ding! Key Plot Point Triggered.]
The system, disregarding his blissful state, suddenly displayed a notification, the interface appearing right in front of his face.
He swatted it away like an annoying fly, his gaze focusing on the acting requirements.
[Acting requirements: Utilize the combined power of the three Extreme Flames to unleash the Emperor-level Mystic Skill described in the Emperor Flame Technique, eliminating the Demon Realm pursuers, including the former Serpent General, Mang Huang.]
“An Emperor-level Mystic Skill, huh? Let’s try it out then.”
[Ding! Friendly System Reminder: Mang Huang is currently in danger. Please eliminate him quickly, Host.]
“Huh? In danger?”
Another system interface appeared, displaying the scene outside.
The Serpent Queen was fighting both Jiu Youyue and Ying Ling, holding her own despite being outnumbered.
Although she had just reached the Mystic Sovereign realm, her cultivation lower than her opponents’, she could now use many of her Mystic Skills from her past life, thanks to her evolved bloodline.
Of course, it also helped that Jiu Youyue wasn’t using her full strength, even subtly hindering Ying Ling. Their teamwork was… lacking.
As for Mang Huang, he was struggling against Yun Xiu’s wind blade array, his face contorted in pain.
It was clear that he wouldn’t last much longer. He wouldn’t even be able to escape.
After all, Yun Xiu was not only stronger, but also more experienced.
— Crap, I’m going to miss my monster!
He couldn’t let that happen! He quickly snapped out of his blissful state, pulling away from his master’s embrace.
“Master, are they fighting the Demon Realm cultivators?”
“Yes, why?”
“I’ll… I’ll go help them! I’ll be back later!”
Without waiting for her response, he activated his Star Shifting Fire Seal, teleporting out.
…
His vision blurred, then he found himself in someone’s arms, his face buried in their soft bosom, unable to see his surroundings.
This fragrance, this size… it had to be Jiu Youyue.
He lifted his head, meeting her gaze, which held a mixture of shyness and joy.
“Why are you here, Little Zhenzhen?”
“I’m here to help!”
She whispered, “You don’t have to! Go back!”
He shook his head.
“Idiot!”
She pushed him away, intercepting the Serpent Queen’s attack, retreating.
He knew she was trying to maintain her cover in front of Ying Ling.
He ignored her, starlight appearing beneath his feet as he flew towards Yun Xiu.
“The Great Crimson Skyfire?” Ying Ling, noticing his presence, her usually emotionless eyes flickering, said, “Capture him!”
She attacked the Serpent Queen, her intention clear: she would hold off the Serpent Queen while Jiu Youyue captured him.
Jiu Youyue, no longer bothering to pretend, readily agreed, chasing after him.
“Don’t run, you little rascal!”
— Damn it, stop chasing me!
He reached Yun Xiu, speaking quickly.
“Yun Xiu, the temptress is yours! This one’s mine!”
“Huh?”
Before she could react, he pushed her towards Jiu Youyue, forcing her to engage.
Mang Huang, freed from the sword array, grateful for his rescuer, turned his attention to Yan Zhen.
— The Great Crimson Skyfire is inside him!
He charged without hesitation.
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