"Gulp..."
Chen Mo’s throat bobbed as he swallowed.
Her delicate collarbone, her snow-white shoulders...
That flawless, porcelain-like skin, soft enough to break at the touch...
Her body, as perfect as an inverted jade bowl.
Chen Mo was a hot-blooded man. At this mont, to be honest, his heart stirred.
Especially when, in the next instant, Yao Ye suddenly rushed forward, threw her arms around him, and whispered, "Tonight, I am yours."
Then, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his.
Boom!
Chen Mo’s entire body ignited like wildfire, his blood boiling, his mind blanking out for a mont.
As a man, he had just been kissed forcefully. It took him a while to snap out of his daze before he shoved Yao Ye away.
His heart may have stirred, but he still had his principles. His voice turned low and heavy:
"Do you know why I refuse you? Do you even know who I am?"
Yao Ye’s face was crimson. To have taken such initiative, only to be pushed away, filled her with sha and humiliation. But the arrow had already left the bowstring—there was no turning back. She clenched her teeth, threw herself into his arms again, and declared:
"I don’t care who you are. As long as you can protect the royal family, even if you are a devil, I’ll accept it."
With that, she kissed him once more.
This ti, Chen Mo pushed her back again. When she tried to lunge forward, his right hand flicked, and a soft snap echoed in the room.
A mont later, a strand of pale cyan fla rose between his fingers, its scorching heat instantly filling the study.
"Princess Yao Ye... Green Lotus Core Fla. You should recognize it." Chen Mo drew in a deep breath. He had revealed his hand.
This was his bottom line. He would never accept her blindly like this.
But if, even after revealing this truth, Yao Ye still ca forward—Chen Mo swore he wouldn’t hold back. He would devour her completely. Not even leaving behind a bone.
Yao Ye’s body froze, her eyes widening with disbelief. Monts later, her delicate figure trembled, tears welling in her eyes as her face turned pale. Her voice quivered as she stamred:
"Great-grandfather... was it you who killed him?"
Chen Mo nodded. "He tried to kill first."
Boom!
It was as if a thunderbolt had struck her from the heavens. All of Yao Ye’s strength drained away, her spirit shattered. She collapsed to the ground, sobbing hysterically, like her very soul had been torn apart.
Chen Mo sighed softly, then turned and opened the study door, leaving without another word.
In the grand hall.
Yao Yue was sharing drinks with Ya Fei.
She had been deliberately keeping the conversation going, trying to stall for ti, but clearly, Ya Fei wasn’t interested.
Nearly half an hour had passed, yet Chen Mo still hadn’t returned. Ya Fei finally glanced toward the screen with suspicion.
Just as she was about to excuse herself, Chen Mo walked out slowly from behind the screen.
Yao Yue froze, blurting out without thinking, "So fast?"
Ya Fei: "???"
Without greeting Yao Yue, Chen Mo walked straight over, took Ya Fei by the hand, and led her out of the hall.
On the way, Ya Fei looked at him with curiosity. "What happened?"
"I’ve been exposed," Chen Mo answered curtly, not explaining further. No need to make her jealous.
Ya Fei blinked in surprise but didn’t press him.
Chen Mo pulled her along quickly, leaving the palace behind.
Monts later, Yao Yue sensed sothing was wrong. She hurried into the study, only to find her sister sitting on the floor, naked, clutching her dress to her chest, her face hollow, her tears nearly spent.
Yao Yue’s expression changed, her heart aching inexplicably as tears welled in her eyes. She squatted down, hugging Yao Ye tightly.
"Sister, what happened?"
Yao Ye’s voice was hoarse from crying. She managed only one sentence:
"Chen Mo... is the one who killed Great-grandfather."
"What?!" Yao Yue’s face turned pale, her eyes filled with disbelief. "But wasn’t Great-grandfather killed by soone who possessed the Green Lotus Core Fla? Chen Mo... he..."
"He also has the Green Lotus Core Fla."
Yao Yue: "..."
On the bustling streets, Ya Fei clung to Chen Mo’s arm, watching him remain silent ever since they had left. Assuming sothing major had happened, she restrained her curiosity. Instead, she leaned closer, her voice tinged with playful allure:
"Your Majesty, tonight... I can grant you one request."
Chen Mo was still pondering Yao Ye’s words about a royal secret. As for her attempt at a beauty trap, though slightly regrettable, he had already tossed it to the back of his mind.
But hearing Ya Fei’s words, the fire that Yao Ye had stirred within him earlier, which had yet to fully subside, instantly flared up again.
Without caring about the bustling crowd around them, he wrapped an arm around Ya Fei’s slender waist and growled:
"You little vixen... let’s see how I’ll deal with you tonight."
The moonlight was serene.
The night intoxicating.
Ya Fei’s face flushed crimson, her whole body heating up. She bit Chen Mo’s arm with her pearly teeth, pouting:
"You bastard... you always bully ."
Chen Mo let her vent, knowing he had been a bit too harsh earlier. He tightened his embrace, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead gently.
"It’s late, beloved. Ti to rest."
"Hmmph." Ya Fei snorted softly, nuzzling into his chest until she found a comfortable position. Slowly, her eyes drifted shut, replaying that fiery scene in her mind as she slipped into sleep.
Chen Mo, however, summoned his attribute panel.
Yun Yun’s favorability: 83
Favorability points: 147
He checked the system’s shop.
Sun God Fla: 3000 favorability points.
Golden Crow’s Essence Blood: 2500 favorability points.
Fallen Heart Fla: 800 favorability points.
Heaven-Tier Dou Technique: 400 favorability points.
With only 147 favorability points, it was a re drop in the ocean. Chen Mo sighed—using favorability to buy cultivation resources was truly the least efficient.
But with what he had now, the only viable option was cultivation.
He opened the Dou Spirit upgrade package.
From Nine-Star Dou Ling to Dou Wang: 139 favorability points required.
"Expensive... but it’ll have to do."
"Exchange," Chen Mo commanded silently.
A warm current coursed through his body. He clenched his fists, feeling the power surge within.
"Finally... Dou Wang."
In Qinghong City — City Lord’s Mansion
After escorting Nalan Yanran back to Yunlan Sect, Yun Yun hurried to Qinghong City.
"Teacher, you summoned so urgently. Did sothing happen?" she asked in the quiet hall, gazing at Yun Shan, dressed in white robes.
"The war is about to begin again," Yun Shan said, stroking his white beard. "When it does, you will be responsible for holding back the three Great Elders of the Snake-People Tribe, to relieve pressure on the front lines."
"The war... again?" Yun Yun’s expression was filled with shock. "Didn’t we just sign a truce not long ago?"
"Hmph. The snake-people are ambitious wolves. They covet the Magical Beast Mountain Range, as well as our empire’s northwestern and northeastern provinces. Do you think they would give up so easily?"
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