[Demon Race] [The End]

Two years have passed since I ascended the throne, and during my 150th birthday celebration, a rebellion broke out. Prince Musa led his legion of dark messengers into the palace. Even the intervention of the temple priests couldn't reverse the tide; after all, this was a long-planned conspiracy.

Blood stained the entire capital, and mutilated corpses and severed limbs were everywhere.

"Stop!" I shouted, halting the impending conflict. High Priest Mulin's face was etched with the marks of time, but the crimson light surrounding his hands made him appear far younger than an old man. A level 12 crimson forbidden spell was enough to inflict devastating damage. I knew that if I didn't intervene, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Prince Musa had now transformed into a giant three zhang tall, undeniably the strongest among the demons. Today's slaughter had stained his hands with the blood of his own kind. His face carried a heavy aura of death, and even with his extraordinary abilities, he was clearly showing signs of exhaustion. The siege has lasted three days and three nights. Troops sent to defend the king are arriving from all directions. Perhaps the rebellion can be quelled tomorrow.

However, before that, no more than ten percent of those present will survive to tomorrow. These are the elite of the demon race, practically the hope of all demons.

I know clearly what kind of disaster the destruction of this force will bring.

"Uncle Musa, you have won. I am willing to abdicate in your favor!" I said calmly. Perhaps I am the first queen to inherit the throne without using her power.

Prince Musa didn't speak, only watching me warily, his eyes fixed on me with murderous intent.

I sighed, took out the Demon God's Jade from my robes, and gently activated the Demon God's Technique. The dark red jade emitted a blood-red glow, and a faint shadow of a great demon god enveloped me.

As the Great Demon God enveloped me, everyone in the temple knelt, including my uncle Musa. I raised the Demon God's Jade high and proclaimed my final decree: "Decree of the Demon God: Tonight,

Satan XIII abdicates in favor of Musa. From this day forward, all under Satan shall be ruled by Musa. Satan commands the Three Realms, Six Paths, and Twelve Palaces, and all demons shall follow!"

After proclaiming the abdication decree, I handed the Demon God's Jade to High Priest Kane. Kane received it with trembling hands, his cloudy old eyes filled with sorrow, regret, and a sense of relief. He accepted it and respectfully performed the highest Satanic salute to me.

Perhaps, this was the best ending.

High Priest Kane walked towards Musa, who glanced at me and, under the holy Demon God's Jade, expressed his gratitude. It was clear that he had survived a calamity.

Then came the tedious coronation ceremony. I took one last look at the dilapidated temple and turned to leave.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?" came an urgent cry from behind.

"Alet?" I turned around and saw a young demon flying towards me. His powerful body was covered in gruesome wounds, and broken bones were exposed on his massive wings, with drops of blood seeping from his dried wounds.

Alet flew unsteadily, struggling, but he finally reached me and collapsed at my feet.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to follow you!" Alet knelt before me with the utmost devotion.

I was somewhat moved. In the demon realm, where strength reigns supreme, it was not bad that someone remembered a loser like me.

"Rise, Alet. I am no longer your queen. Go and find your new life. From this moment on, you are free!" I gently raised my hand, and a dark aura slowly enveloped Alet's entire body, quickly mending his broken wounds.

Gradually, Alet's handsome face returned, his spirits lifted, and his wounds visibly healed.

I silently turned and left. Goodbye, Alet, my dear male concubine; you are my most beloved consort.

"Your Majesty!" Alet cried out urgently. Bound by my soul chains, he would probably be unable to move for a while. Heh, then, we would never see each other again.

The Abandoned Land is a place where the most heinous criminals are banished; it is said to be the territory of the White Clan.

Within the Demon Realm's territory, there is no longer a place for me to live. A new king has been born; perhaps, under his leadership, the Demon Clan will present a new landscape.

----- After crossing the Gate of Confusion, I exhausted almost all my strength, but finally, I safely arrived at the Abandoned Land.

I appeared on a green hill, a place of tranquility, with a silvery moon hanging high in the sky. Millions of years have passed, and this place is no longer the desolate wasteland of the primordial era. It was once beautiful, but sadly

, its battlefield as a battleground between gods and demons left it utterly ravaged. I used my divine sense to sense the area; the magical element here was exceptionally low, averaging less than one bundle of magical energy per square kilometer—one ten-thousandth of that in the Demon Realm. This meant that using magic here would barely replenish my energy. Every little bit counted. When I crossed the Gate of Confusion, I was already reduced to a pitiful sliver. In the Demon Realm, perhaps a month of rest would allow me to recover to seventy or eighty percent; now, even recovering to a little over ten percent was a pipe dream.

With a helpless sigh, I walked down the mountain. This tranquil world was peaceful and serene; I hadn't expected the Abandoned Land to become so beautiful.

As I walked and admired this strange world, my mood gradually improved. Suddenly, an instinctive sense of danger made me take a step forward and turn sharply. A green light flashed past me, striking a nearby rock and instantly splitting it open with a deep gash.

It was a low-level demon. Demons were a race of low-level magical beasts from the ancient abandoned lands. The demon before me was crouched on all fours, its sharp claws gleaming silver. It had eerie green eyes, a mouthful of jagged teeth, and a drooping tail, its body poised for a fierce attack. I recognized it as a low-level wind wolf.

"Why did you attack me?" I said angrily, its aggression infuriating me.

It howled at me in response, continuing to lie prone and approach.

In the territory of the White Clan, I concealed my aura, which was advantageous for my survival in this world. But to my amusement and dismay, I had been mistaken for prey by this low-level wind wolf.

Taking advantage of my momentary lapse in attention, it pounced on me, three wind blades striking in a triangular formation. Its bloody fangs were aimed at my throat.

This fierce attack was utterly insignificant before me; the three wind blades only caused a slight tingling sensation. I struck with my palm, slashing down at the wind wolf's neck. It howled and rolled to the ground.

I had held back; after all, the demon race was a branch of the demon race.

"Why did you attack me?" I asked coldly. The wind wolf merely looked at me in fear and took a step back.

Suddenly realizing it couldn't understand me, I imprisoned its space and probed its consciousness with my divine sense.

The conclusion left me helpless; it was a newly grown wind wolf, cultivating by absorbing the moon's light tonight. My arrival made it mistake me for a hunter—a human enforcer. Therefore, it attacked me.

From its sea of consciousness, I also learned that its parents were killed by hunters. To actively understand this world, I began searching its sea of consciousness. It turned out to be a place called Yangmingshan, located in Taipei, a human city. I even copied a copy of the local common language from its sea of consciousness.

Suddenly, I felt waves of discomfort; I knew this was a sign that my magic power was about to run out. I quickly withdrew my divine sense.

"Alright, you can go now!" I released the restraints, my vision blurring.

The wind wolf, freed from its restraints, didn't leave but instead walked up to me and lay down.

"Please accept me, I am willing to serve you, master!" the wind wolf spoke.

In the demon realm where strength reigns supreme, taking in a few servants is normal, and I wasn't surprised. After all, following a strong person makes survival easier. I'm a naturally easygoing person. My father had only reluctantly passed the throne to me, and I disappointed him, handing it over to my uncle after only two years.

I sighed and said softly, "I know what you're thinking, but I can't help you."

The wind wolf howled sadly at my words, bowed to me, and slowly turned away. Its desolate figure looked exceptionally lonely. Perhaps it was a case of shared suffering. "Wait!" I called out. The

wind wolf quickly ran back, wagging its tail and looking at me expectantly. My heart softened. "I can't take you with me, but I'll teach you how to conceal your aura and impart cultivation methods. If fate allows, we'll meet again someday."

The wind wolf visibly disappointed at the latter part. I didn't care whether it was happy or not; words weren't enough. I forced myself to gather my remaining strength and began imprinting advanced cultivation techniques, insights, and methods for concealing my presence into its mind. After withdrawing my

divine sense, my body swayed weakly.

"Let's go!" I said softly. Then I turned and left. Even after I turned away, I could feel the wind wolf silently watching me. Even as I reached the foot of the mountain, the melodious howl of the wolf still echoed from the depths of the forest.

I chuckled, then suddenly slumped weakly against the roadside. My mind was reeling; the depletion of my magic had left me in a predicament. A flash of white light appeared before my eyes, followed by a screeching, grating sound.

"Damn it, are you kidding me? Why am I so unlucky! If you're going to die, don't come after my car! At least come after a Mercedes or a BMW!" A figure appeared, cursing. I struggled to stand, but found my body powerless, as if it had lost control. I moved slightly, then gave up.

"Still alive? Oh, beautiful lady!?" The voice suddenly appeared beside my ear.

I forced my eyes open, and a lewd face was greedily roaming over my body.

Then it moved closer to my face. I simply closed my eyes. Blasphemy, utterly blasphemy against my eyes.

"Miss, are you alright!?" The voice rang out again.

I focused my mind and began to absorb the meager spiritual energy of the world. The depletion of my spiritual energy would cause immense damage to my body. What terrified me even more was that I could only feel a sliver of spiritual power flowing through my body. Sensing my weakness, the spiritual energy stored in the bracelet on my arm began to circulate along my meridians.

Forcibly passing through the Gate of Confusion had severely damaged my heart meridian, and the protective spiritual energy was insufficient; it desperately needed replenishment. Otherwise, the consequences would be far more severe than they seemed.

The man beside me picked me up and placed me on a chair. I curled up, feeling very uncomfortable. He then took a strap and threaded it across my chest to secure it. Then he began to shake me.

I knew all of this. Although I desperately didn't want this lewd man to touch my body, I was powerless to stop him. Even if I did, the damage to my heart meridian would leave lasting health problems.

"Wow, what a beautiful woman! I've never seen one like this before. This is my lucky break, haha!"

The man beside me muttered softly, but his words clearly reached my ears.

I don't know how long I was shaken, but I know one thing: I passed out. From Prince Musa's betrayal to my current exhaustion, I haven't rested for a moment, and now I can no longer control my weary nerves.

When I regained consciousness, I felt someone right beside me. So close, their breath was on my face. I frowned.

"Uh, you're awake?" The voice instantly faded away.

I opened my eyes and found myself in a strange, cramped space. Judging by the angle, I was lying on a bed. And that lewd man was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"It's like this, you collapsed on the road that day, and I happened to be driving by and found you." The man had a blush on his face; he must have been caught stealing a kiss from me. His eyes were strange, constantly flickering—only someone with a guilty conscience would look like that. As I listened to him recount how he took me to the hospital, I used my divine sense to check my injuries. Fortunately, the residual spiritual energy in the magic bracelet had healed about 80% of my injuries during my unconsciousness; otherwise, I wouldn't be awake now.

"Miss, you look very pale, are you alright?" the lewd man asked with concern.

"I'm fine, thank you!" I forced a smile.

The man immediately noticed my expression. Realizing his lapse, he quickly coughed twice to cover it up. "No need for thanks, it's nothing I should do. Uh, after the doctor said you were alright, I wanted to take you home, but I couldn't find your family's contact information. So I brought you to my house first."

"How long have I been unconscious?" I closed my eyes, feeling very weak due to the lack of spiritual energy.

"Two days! But don't worry, my family used to be doctors, I know how to administer IVs and other nursing care.

It's like this, you should have stayed in the hospital, but I'm currently heavily in debt, so, hehe!"

he quickly explained.

I didn't know what he meant, maybe it was related to the thing stuck in my hand.

"Can I stay here for a while?" I asked casually. This was something I really didn't want to do, because I knew about the changes in my body. It wasn't just that I was naked; more importantly, the sensation in my lower body had clearly changed. Despite the disgust, I still made the request.

"Of course, no problem. There's only one bed here. Ah, no, no, what about your family? I mean, should we notify your family?" The lewd man's tone was urgent.

Family? I could never go back to the Demon Realm. "I have no home. Can I rest for a bit?" I refused.

"Oh, no problem. Rest well, and if you need anything, just say so! By the way, my name is Dai Zhong, Dai as in 'wearing clothes,' and Zhong as in 'beloved'!" The lewd man nervously rubbed his hands.

Looking at his expectant eyes, I closed them again: "Thank you, Dai Zhong. My name is Ye Lu!"

"Ye Lu? Yale? Oh, Miss Ye, you should rest first. Call me if you need anything!"

Dai Zhong excitedly ran to the outer room.

I sighed and began absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

After I consolidated the spiritual power of my heart meridian at my core, I opened my eyes. The surroundings were hazy and gray, with only a faint light at the doorway.

My clothes were neatly folded and placed on the small cabinet beside the bed. I dressed and walked towards the light near the door.

The room felt even more cramped, but it was still quite tidy. Dai Zhong was currently working on something at his desk with his back to me. I looked over curiously.

"Ah?" Even though I was somewhat prepared, I was still shocked by what I saw: naked women and obscene scenes.

"Miss Yelu!? You're awake?" Dai Zhong turned around, his expression filled with surprise. "Uh, I'm drawing!"

"Drawing?" Strange humans, so bored. New things always pique my curiosity. I picked up some drawings nearby.

"This is my livelihood, hehe!" Dai Zhong stood up awkwardly.

"My livelihood?" I asked, puzzled.

"It's my profession, my main job!" Dai Zhong explained when he saw I didn't understand.

I hadn't fully grasped the consciousness I gained from Feng Lang, and now, in my conversation with Dai Zhong, I was struggling to keep up with his train of thought. I wanted him to notice my differences, so I changed the subject.

"Why does the person in the painting look so much like me?" I pointed to the woman in the painting; their expressions were about 70% similar, but the woman's clothing felt particularly familiar.

"Miss Yelu, please forgive my intrusion, but ever since I first saw you, my inspiration has exploded! You've given me endless motivation, and I'm sure I can get a good price this time!" Dai Zhong said excitedly.

"Really?" Not understanding why he was so happy, I replied casually.

"Yes, uh, well, you just woke up, would you like something to eat? I just cooked some lean meat porridge!"

"Okay." Looking at his expectant expression, I couldn't bear to refuse. Food from the Abandoned Land had no spiritual power whatsoever, and was essentially useless to me.

Soon, Dai Zhong ran out, and after a series of clanging sounds, he returned with a bowl of food.

I took it; it was slightly warm to the touch, and an enticing fragrance wafted to my nose. I took a bite with the spoon; although it had no spiritual power, the taste was quite good.

"How is it? Not bad, right?" Dai Zhong smiled at me.

Suddenly, I felt that this person wasn't so sleazy after all; at least he had genuinely helped.

"It's quite delicious, you should try some too!" I smiled at him.

Dai Zhong shouted excitedly and ran out to bring in a bowl.

"Sorry, the place is a bit small!" Dai Zhong smiled apologetically.

"The world is vast, but as long as there's a place to stay, it's not too small," I said softly. A shadow crept into my heart.

"Hehe, is that so?" Dai Zhong glanced at me awkwardly; he sensed my gloom.

The atmosphere was a little awkward as we ate our porridge in silence.

"Miss Yelu, is something on your mind? If it's convenient, could you tell me?"

I frowned.

"Uh, I didn't mean to pry into your privacy. I'm a bit of a gossip, and seeing you looking unhappy makes me feel bad. If you don't want to talk about it, just pretend I'm talking nonsense." Dai Zhong looked anxious, with a hint of expectation.

I chuckled softly. "You're a good person!"

"Lots of people say that, hehe!" He chuckled without any attempt to hide it.

"Do you like me?" I put down the bowl in my hand.

"Huh?" He was clearly taken aback.

"What have you been looking at all this time?" I looked at him with interest.

Dai Zhong immediately realized what was happening, his face flushed red, followed by a violent cough.

"I, I, choked, cough cough!" Dai Zhong coughed so hard he could barely breathe, his back arched, and tears streamed down his face.

I went over and patted the fourth joint of his spine on his back, and his coughing stopped.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Oh, much better, thank you!" Dai Zhong coughed lightly a couple more times before stopping. The flush on his face was still there.

"Ye Lu!"

"Hmm?" He didn't call me Miss Ye Lu anymore? I looked at him in confusion. There seemed to be a flame burning in Dai Zhong's eyes. Being stared at so rudely by him, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation.

"Be my girlfriend, I like you!" he said passionately, a determined glint in his eyes.

I didn't know what a girlfriend was, but I understood the second half of his sentence.

"Like me? Then tell me, what do you like about me? We haven't known each other for very long,"

I said mischievously, looking at him.

"Uh, liking someone doesn't need a reason. Do you believe in fate?" Dai Zhong said slyly, taking my hand in his.

"Fate?" I repeated, without struggling.

"Why did we meet? Why are we able to eat porridge together in this vast sea of people? That's fate. Do you believe it?" Dai Zhong leaned closer.

"I believe it!" I said softly. The next moment, his lips were on mine. An unusually intense kiss, his other hand encircling my waist.

Fate? That was just an excuse. He knew it, and I knew it too; there was no need to argue. What mattered most was what was before me.

Dai Zhong's intense reaction exceeded my expectations. Without a word, he embraced me, walked back to the bed, and then searched for me, entering my body.

To be honest, this disappointed me greatly. I hadn't even warmed up yet, and after entering, Dai Zhong made me feel incredibly small. After all, the fragile human body couldn't possibly contend with the powerful physique of a demon.

Moreover, my male concubines were all top-tier chosen from millions of demons, so my newly kindled flame was extinguished instantly.

"Is it over?" I asked indifferently. Judging from what he had injected into my body, there was a considerable amount of spiritual energy, as if billions of lives were writhing within it. I absorbed it and began to refine it.

"I... I'm not usually like this," Dai Zhong said dejectedly.

"Is that so?" I replied casually. The refined spiritual energy, though weak, was thousands of times better than the sparse spiritual energy in the world. This unexpected discovery made me extremely happy.

"How about another round!" Dai Zhong said defiantly.

As time went by, my injuries stabilized, and Dai Zhong took very good care of me. Aside from his lust, it was clear he genuinely liked me. He was particularly obsessed with my body, and although he knew he couldn't satisfy me, he persistently tried to make me happy every time. Through my interactions with him, my understanding of the world deepened. In my free time, I would initially watch TV, play computer games, or act as his nude model.

After several trips with him, the more I learned about the world, the more confused I became. Human development far exceeded my imagination, and my interest grew stronger. This world is not simple; although humans are still incredibly weak, the things they create are incredibly powerful. I tried to integrate into this world.

"Wife, see you at noon." Dai Zhong kissed me on the cheek.

"Mmm!" I smiled. I opened the car door. These days, I've developed a habit: every day when Dai Zhong goes to work, I ask him to take me to the science library. The collection there deeply attracts me.

The knowledge created by humankind is vast and profound—medicine, physics, technology, animal husbandry—the entire history of human development is covered here.

"Miss, are you also studying medicine?" A very pleasant voice rang in my ear.

How many times has this been tried to pick me up today? Five times, or six times? Human men are really boring; their animalistic nature hasn't improved with the development of technology.

"Sorry, I have a boyfriend." I didn't look up, still focused on the book. Dai Zhong taught me this phrase; usually, if you say that, the person trying to pick me up will leave on their own.

“Miss, I didn’t mean to offend you. Let me put it this way, I just find it strange that you’re reading so much. Uh, you’ve already read over a dozen books this morning. Have you understood them all? I’m the administrator here, my name is Ke Dao.” The voice remained unhurried.

For ordinary demons, memory is extraordinary. These dozen or so books were all stored in my divine sense in just over three hours. Memorizing wasn’t difficult; true understanding took time.

I looked up at him. He had a sunny smile, his hands naturally crossed above his lower abdomen, and he leaned slightly forward. He was wearing the administrator’s uniform red vest, with a name tag and number 115 on his left chest: Ke Dao.

This appearance made me feel a little more favorably towards him.

“I’m a medical student. Are you looking for information? Maybe I can help!” Ke Dao said humbly.

This approach was subtle, neither offensive nor inappropriate, and it allowed me to get into the conversation. This Ke Dao was indeed quite handsome. Actually, I'd seen him a few days ago. He was at the library with a group of friends, and several of them had tried to chat him up. He seemed to be the most composed of them all. I wondered when he became a librarian.

"Are you studying medicine? Can I ask you a question?" Since you're so clever and want to achieve your goal, I'll play along.

"What question?" Ke Dao hesitated for a moment, then a confident smile spread across his face.

"I've been puzzled by a question, but I can't just ask anyone. After I ask you today, you can't tell anyone else, okay?" I said mysteriously, subtly piquing his attention.

"No problem, I'll do my best to answer your question." Ke Dao's face was full of smiles. Perhaps most girls are easily fooled by appearances, but to me, the man in front of me was just a prettier piece of food.

"It's like this, I want to know, do women ejaculate during orgasm?" I looked at him expectantly.

Sure enough, his eyes lit up at my words, and he pretended to think deeply for a moment before saying, "Theoretically speaking, yes."

"Hmm!?" I nodded, encouraging him to continue.

Kodo didn't mince words and began to explain: "If you judge based on nearly 200 years of records, you might believe that women didn't learn to ejaculate until the 1920s. Undoubtedly, this is absurd, but it also reflects that even experts can draw wrong conclusions about anything over the decades."

At this point, Kodo glanced at me; I remained attentive. He continued:

"Many people knew those experts were wrong, but they didn't have enough evidence to prove it. It wasn't until 1980, when Perry and Whipple presented a videotape about female ejaculation to the sex research community, that the medical community finally realized the truth. Professor Martin Wiesber of Thomas Jefferson University Hospital in Philadelphia initially said: 'Nonsense! I've spent most of my time researching this topic, conducted countless experiments, and obtained a lot of data. Women don't have a prostate and simply don't ejaculate.'" "After watching this video, he changed his mind: 'The vulva and vagina are completely normal, and there's nothing wrong with the urethra; everything is normal.' 'You know, these are the famous arguments that experts used many years ago to confirm that women can ejaculate, and then there were decades of repeated debates, and even now, some people still hold a negative view.' Ke Dao skillfully quoted a passage from a book, subtly shifting the topic to me.

'Because, after all, many women's constitutions are different, and the sexual partners they encounter are different. Many specific factors cause them to not experience orgasm for years or even decades.' Ke Dao paused, looking at me.

'So, it varies from person to person, right?' I said calmly. Ke Dao's gaze now held pity and naked desire.

'You could say that. Different sexual partners lead to different moods and techniques, which is why the vast majority of women haven't experienced it.'" "Although Ke Dao maintained a polite facade, his words carried a clear hint of provocation.

I chuckled softly and asked, 'Has your sexual partner ever ejaculated?'

'Of course. And frequently.' Ke Dao's face held an indescribable excitement.

'Can you describe the process?' I raised an eyebrow, meeting his gaze.

'What process?' Ke Dao asked deliberately, taking a step closer, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glancing down my collar.

'Tell me, I want to hear!' I covered my collar with the book in my hand.

Ke Dao raised an eyebrow, a half-smile on his face, and said, 'It's a romantic and wild process, do you want to know?'

'Yes!' I nodded.

'First, we're in a wonderful environment, cultivating the mood, until we're both very passionate and eager for each other.'" "Then we kissed..." Ke Dao certainly had the potential to be a playboy; at least he had a silver tongue and an unusually thick skin. Just as he was speaking with great passion, I noticed he was already lost in his own fantasies. His genitals were noticeably bulging; to have such an erection in loose jeans, he was certainly capable. And he wasn't hiding it; he was deliberately showing it to me.

"How was it?" Ke Dao stared straight at me.

"What do you mean, how was it?" I was actually a little distracted; his eyes held a suggestive glint.

"How about I become your sex partner? I can guarantee I'll give you the pleasure you want, I'll make you squirt!" Ke Dao took a step closer, placing one hand on the bookshelf.

Back in the Demon Realm, every male concubine was a hundred times more outstanding than the man before me, yet none had ever given me this feeling. It was novel, and undeniably, his words had clearly aroused me.

I've always preferred to take the initiative, but today, the scheme I'd set up had inexplicably turned into a passive one. Actually, I'd wanted to seduce this man from the beginning, but now the situation was being orchestrated by him. His blunt words annoyed me a little. "You?" I'd intended to say it directly, after all, this was the Abandoned Land, and saying it aloud would be too eerie. I grabbed his hand and placed it on his pulse.

He paused for a moment, and I said, "With your excessive indulgence in wine and women, your body is weak, your kidneys are not good, how can your sexual function be strong?"

Ke Dao smiled indifferently and didn't speak.

I continued, "You have a feeling of blockage three inches above your tailbone, you have purulent phlegm in the morning, which is due to lung damage. You often feel soreness and numbness at the Chijing acupoint, and the Liutian acupoint has shifted three millimeters to the left. These are all caused by your excessive indulgence in women. Moreover, you've had sex six times in the last three days—twice the day before yesterday, three times yesterday, and once this morning, right? You stud!"

Ke Dao's expression became serious. "You, how did you know?"

"If you continue like this, your symptoms will double in less than a year, and in three years, you may become impotent!" I looked at him amusedly. The impotence in three years was just to scare him; the rest was basically deduced from his pulse. Chinese pulse diagnosis is truly profound and amazing. I wonder how many people have mastered this method now. They've only developed less than three percent of their brains, which is already quite unusual. Perhaps when their brains are developed to twenty percent, they'll possess even more terrifying power.

"Is it that serious? What should I do?" Ke Dao's face shifted uncertainly. The words he'd just spoken had quite an impact on him. I was satisfied with the effect.

"If you satisfy me, I might tell you what to do!" I smiled and gave him a hint.

"Huh?" Ke Dao stammered, bewildered.

I put the book on the shelf and walked straight towards the restroom. After about ten steps, I noticed Ke Dao following me.

Fortunately, there was no human presence in the women's restroom. Ke Dao hesitated at the sink by the door. I had no choice but to return to the doorway and watch him with interest.

He was extremely embarrassed at that moment, and when he saw me, he looked quite disheveled.

"Didn't you say you wanted me to ejaculate? Aren't you coming in?" I beckoned to him.

"Is no one inside?" Ke Dao asked hesitantly.

“Isn’t it more fun with someone else around?” I raised an eyebrow provocatively.

Ke Dao was clearly provoked by my words and followed me into the bathroom. I found a relatively clean stall; thankfully, the cleanliness here was quite good, with workers cleaning daily, so there was no unpleasant smell.

“Little slut, are you itching?” Ke Dao quickly locked the bathroom door, a wolf-like expression on his face.

His blatant verbal teasing instantly excited me. I pushed him onto the toilet seat and straddled him.

“You like being on top?” Ke Dao licked my earlobe, his hands roaming over my body. Clothes seemed superfluous at this moment. We explored each other’s bodies. Soon, he skillfully removed my panties and bra.

“I hope you can last a while.” I took out his penis, straightened it, aimed it at my vagina, and slowly sat down.

“Oh!” We both let out satisfied groans at the same time.

“Such a tight hole, it feels so good!” Ke Dao’s face was contorted with pleasure.

His penis was quite large and long, and a long-lost pleasure instantly filled my brain.

I started thrusting. I carefully controlled the muscles inside my vagina, not daring to overstimulate his nerves.

However, Ke Dao didn't last long before ejaculating. I sighed helplessly and began to absorb his semen.

"Phew, that felt so good!" Ke Dao closed his eyes and savored the sensation.

"Really? But you didn't make me ejaculate!" I teased him. I stood up from him.

"I'm not usually like this. I usually last at least half an hour!" He looked at me with some regret.

"Then why today?" I took out a tissue and cleaned myself.

"Maybe it's because you're too beautiful, too sexy. I got nervous and ejaculated. Can I use my mouth?"

he explained unwillingly.

"It's almost time. My boyfriend is coming soon. And you're wrong. Remember what I told you? This is caused by your excessive indulgence. This is just the beginning. You'll only get worse in the future. In three years, you'll be impotent." I suppressed a laugh and threatened him. I straightened my clothes and put on my bra.

"What should I do?" Ke Dao looked panicked.

"You? Smoke less, quit drinking, and come to me for treatment once a day, and there's still hope!" I smiled and pinched his cheek. Actually, having a handsome young man around isn't so bad.

"Really?" He looked at me with surprise. The sudden joy made him a little unable to control his emotions.

I smiled, didn't answer, and just pushed open the door and walked outside. It was exactly 6:45. Dai Zhong should be here by now.

As soon as I stepped out the door, I saw Dai Zhong waving at me. Suddenly, a voice called out from behind, "Miss, wait."

I frowned unhappily. Ke Dao had been behaving quite well all day, so why did he run out now?

"Thank you!" Ke Dao ran up to me, panting.

"What's wrong?" I said coldly.

"Huh? Isn't this Xiao Ke? What are you doing here?" Dai Zhong came up to me. To my surprise, he actually knew Ke Dao.

"Dai Zhong? It's you?" Ke Dao asked in surprise.

"You two know each other?" I asked curiously.

"Of course, the Three Tigers of Taoyuan, my brother I've known since childhood, Snotty Ke, haha, by the way, this is my girl Ye Lu." Dai Zhong introduced happily.

"Your girl?" Ke Dao was even more surprised.

"Honey, he tried to hit on me just now!" I grabbed Dai Zhong's hand and shook it. I had him completely under my control. Some things are more believable when you say them out loud.

"You little rascal, trying to hit on your sister-in-law?" Dai Zhong punched Ke Dao nonchalantly.

Ke Dao chuckled and dodged.

"How have you been lately? I heard you came to Taipei to study, I didn't expect to run into you here! Hey, why are you wearing these clothes? Why are you working here? Don't you have classes?" Dai Zhong noticed Ke Dao's unusual behavior.

Ke Dao scratched his head sheepishly. "Hehe, it's a long story. I'm a sophomore at National Taiwan Medical University. A few days ago, I was browsing a bookstore with a friend and found your wife quite pretty. I wanted to date her, but the usual methods didn't work, so I thought of becoming a manager here, hehe!"

"You're quite the bachelor, quick to be honest, hehe!" Dai Zhong chuckled mischievously, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and tossed one to him.

Ke Dao took it, put it in his mouth, and then took out a lighter from his pocket to light it. "And you? How have you been these past two years?"

"Me? I'm exhausted, working two jobs. I drive during the day and work as a waiter at night." Dai Zhong took a puff of his cigarette and said casually.

"So, what's your number one ambition in life?" Ke Dao frowned.

"Hey! Look at how nervous you are! I'm not going to give up like this, hehe. I've been having good inspiration lately, I wrote a series, and I'm already talking to a publisher." Dai Zhong smiled smugly.

"So strong? Not bad!" Ke Dao smiled happily.

"Stop babbling here, kid. Hurry up and quit your job, go have a drink with your brother!" Dai Zhong kicked Ke Dao with a grin.

"Wait, I'm coming right now." Ke Dao hurriedly said and ran into the library.

"Your friend is hilarious!" Watching Ke Dao run off, I suddenly realized I couldn't understand him anymore. Human nature is so complicated.

"Hehe, of course. He's been smart since he was a kid, and he's really good at chasing girls. He changes women like he changes clothes, it's dazzling. Tell me, how did he pursue you? Were you tempted?"

Dai Zhong joked.

I suddenly thought of a popular saying on the internet: "More than tempted, your wife's cabbage has been eaten by that pig." "What are you talking about? Do you want your girlfriend to be picked up by someone else?" I glared at him. In human society, playing tricks is an art. I feel like I'm becoming more and more assimilated. Even her womanly temper flared up unconsciously.

"Alright, alright, I wouldn't want my girl to be with someone else. But what can I do? You're so beautiful, haha!" Dai Zhong remained nonchalant.

"Yeah, brothers are like limbs, women are like clothes," I retorted. "

No, no, you're different. I really like you. I swear!" Dai Zhong became anxious when he saw I was angry.

"Just kidding, swear, swear!" I said irritably. "

I won't swear then. Hey, tell me how that guy wooed you. I'll give him a good dressing down later." Seeing I wasn't angry, Dai Zhong immediately changed his expression. I really don't know what he was thinking; he should be enjoying the reunion with an old friend right now.

I helplessly repeated what had just happened. Dai Zhong asked very detailed questions, not missing a single detail, so I had to tell him again very seriously. Of course, I omitted the later parts.

Dai Zhong listened with great interest. Just as I finished, Ke Dao came running over, panting.

"Sorry to keep you waiting!"

"It's alright, the timing is perfect. Did you get the money?" Dai Zhong smiled maliciously.

"Yes, but it wasn't much!" Ke Dao said with a bitter face.

"It's okay, don't you still have plenty of living expenses? Haha, you dare to go after your brother's girl." Dai Zhong said viciously.

Actually, it wasn't a big deal; the reunion of two good friends had a sense of mutual appreciation. That night, Dai Zhong didn't rob Ke Dao, but Ke Dao insisted on dragging us to a relatively upscale restaurant.

The food was indeed good, and the atmosphere was great. They bragged to each other, from sneezing in the wind to their current lives, lamenting life and its complexities. Before long, both of them were quite drunk.

The conversation gradually became lewd, revealing each other's embarrassing moments, and the two of them even asked me to judge. Of course, I sided with Dai Zhong. Later, Ke Dao got really aggressive and started recounting embarrassing stories about Dai Zhong's past attempts to woo women and being taken away by the police for soliciting prostitutes together. Dai Zhong, not to be outdone, recounted embarrassing incidents Ke Dao had done to me, including the time I rejected him. Dai Zhong, thinking he had hit a nerve with Ke Dao, didn't realize he was embarrassed and lowered his head for other reasons.

When it was time to pay the bill and leave, the two men could only stagger along, supporting each other.

"Sister-in-law, please take good care of Brother Zhong!" Ke Dao called out to me as he got into a taxi.

I nodded to him, "Okay, drive carefully."

The car quickly disappeared from my sight. Sigh, that pretty boy just got away.

I flagged down another taxi and helped the completely drunk Dai Zhong into the car.

"Call Manager Cao and ask for leave. Tell him I have something to do and won't be coming over tonight," Dai Zhong mumbled suddenly, like a dead man, before falling back asleep.

I shook my head helplessly, took out my phone from his pocket, found a number called Manager Cao, and dialed.

"Hello, Manager Cao?"

"Yes, little sister, who is this?" The voice on the other end sounded sinister.

"I'm Dai Zhong's girlfriend. He has something to do today and wants to ask for the night off," I said patiently.

"Dai Zhong again, asking for leave again? What's going on? He's asked for leave three times this week! Tell him to come and collect his wages tomorrow! What the hell!" The man on the other end of the line cursed and hung up.

A click made my heart skip a beat. I knew that Dai Zhong had been working tirelessly these past few days, drawing like crazy to meet deadlines, sleeping no more than four hours a day on average.

Being a waiter was an easy and well-paying job; not only did he get tips, but he could also smuggle some contraband. For example, smuggled cigarettes and expensive liquor, even ecstasy—Dai Zhong did all of that. Losing this job would be a huge blow to him.

I considered it for a moment and decided to go find this Brother Cao.

After helping Dai Zhong home, I took a taxi to his workplace that night: the New World Club. This is a notorious den of iniquity in Taipei, a standalone palace-style building with karaoke rooms, saunas, billiards, and most famously, its first-floor disco.

I'd been there once before; it was incredibly noisy, and frankly, I didn't like the atmosphere at all.

The music was already blaring as soon as I arrived at the entrance.

"I'm Dai Zhong's girlfriend, I'm looking for Manager Cao," I said to a tall bodyguard, maintaining a smile.

"Okay, wait a minute!" The bodyguard stared openly at my chest before pulling out a walkie-talkie.

"Captain, Dai Zhong's girlfriend wants to see Manager Cao!" came the static from the walkie-talkie. "

Oh, wait a minute," a gruff voice replied.

"Wait!" the bodyguard gestured for me to wait.

I nodded, thinking, "This Manager Cao is certainly high-class."

From the entrance, I could see the dimly lit, flickering lights inside the disco, a scene reminiscent of the apocalypse.

A moment later, the security guard said, "Miss, please come with me!"

I followed him, and without a word, he led me through a maze of turns to a private room on the third floor.

"Go in!" the bodyguard knocked on the door and turned the handle.

I nodded and went inside. The room was huge, over sixty square meters. It had its own sound system and other amenities; it was incredibly luxurious.

Two men sat on a large, circular sofa, with several cans of beer open on the central table.

"Are you Dai Zhong's girl? I didn't expect you to be so pretty! Pretty girl, you've got a nice ass!" The man speaking to my right was about thirty years old, with fair skin and glasses. He looked quite refined, but his speech was rather rude. Next to him, with his legs crossed and smoking, was a burly, imposing man. Even sitting down, he looked like a giant; standing up, he was probably close to two meters tall. The two men were staring at me like wolves. Their burning gazes seemed to want to strip me naked.

"Are you Manager Cao?" I asked, staring at the skinny man.

"Oh right, it's me. Come on, don't be afraid, sit here." The skinny man leered and patted the spot between the two of them.

I curled my lip in disdain, walked over, and sat down between them.

Manager Cao casually reached out, trying to put his arm around my waist. I gently met his hand with my right, pinching his left pinky finger.

"Ah!" Manager Cao let out a pig-like scream, but quickly, he snarled, "Ah Chao, do it!"

Even before he gave the signal, I had already caught the fist that was silently attacking the back of my head, then twisted it to the side and flicked it away, dislocating Ah Chao's wrist. Ah Chao groaned as I flung him into the air, then his massive body slammed onto the table.

With a "clang," the wine bottles on the table, along with the glass tabletop, shattered under Ah Chao's weight.

The scene was incredibly exaggerated. In the blink of an eye, Manager Cao stared blankly at Ah Chao, who was lying on the ground groaning, unable to react for a long time.

"Manager Cao, I'm here regarding Dai Zhong's leave request," I said calmly.

Manager Cao's empty eyes instantly regained their ruthlessness. "You bitch, I'll fuck your mother!"

I frowned and snapped the joint of his ring finger. A 'pop' sound was followed by Manager Cao's pig-like scream.

"Manager Cao, I'm here regarding Dai Zhong's leave request," I repeated.

"I'll fuck your mother!" Manager Cao still cursed defiantly. I snapped his middle finger.

"Manager Cao, I'm here regarding Dai Zhong's leave request," I repeated again, wanting to see how long he could hold out.

"I'll fuck your mother!" Manager Cao's face paled considerably.

I shook my head and snapped his index finger.

I didn't ask any more questions, only glancing at him once.

"I'll fuck your mother!" Manager Cao roared. Large beads of sweat streamed down his forehead.

"Hehe, the human body has plenty of bones. I'll just break them one by one and see how long you keep cursing."

I watched him with interest.

Manager Cao trembled even more violently under my gaze, his eyes filled with deep resentment and fear. "Fuck your mother, I'll fuck your mother!" he roared hysterically.

"Don't rush, this is just the beginning!" I smiled and began to let my actions speak for themselves.

I started with my right thumb, then my left pinky and ring finger, glancing at him after each one I broke. He continued to curse and wail. His whole body struggled, but within the space I confined him, he could only slightly twist his body. After all, my spiritual power was too weak right now. This was all I could do; dealing with ordinary humans was still easy.

When I broke his middle finger, he finally began to beg for mercy, but in a different way. "Kill me, go ahead and kill me if you dare!" His eyes were bloodshot.

"Why aren't you cursing me anymore!" I looked at him disdainfully. I prepared to break his index finger.

Manager Cao's body visibly trembled, and he chose to remain silent, only glaring fiercely at me.

I ignored his gaze and repeated what I had just said: "Manager Cao, I'm here to ask for leave regarding Dai Zhong."

"I know you're here to ask for leave, why did you break my hand? What grudge do you have against me?" Manager Cao said resentfully.

I smiled, "Who told you to insult me?"

"You broke my hand first!" Manager Cao said angrily.

"It seems like you were the one trying to take advantage of me first, right?" I maintained my smile.

It was clear that Manager Cao was now as dejected as a defeated rooster. I released his grip. To my surprise, Manager Cao immediately stood up.

"Want to try again?" I glanced at him.

Manager Cao's expression changed, and he immediately took a step back.

"If you want to call for help, it will only let more people see your ugly behavior, and of course, the outcome will be the same! Want to try?" I said indifferently.

Manager Cao's pale face twitched slightly, his wolf-like eyes flashing with gloom. His hand, which I had broken, trembled unnaturally. Ah Chao, after falling, had only groaned and remained unresponsive.

"I just came here to ask for leave. Is that so hard to decide?" I looked at him, puzzled.

"Of course not. Dai Zhong is a long-time employee; in principle, he has the privilege of taking leave, and I approved it. But he's already taken three days off this week, ten this month. If I approve another one, how am I supposed to explain it to my subordinates? Where's my face? You might as well be the manager." Manager Cao said angrily.

"That's your problem. My request is very simple. You won't even agree to this?" I looked at the man in front of me with amusement.

"While I could do it, it wouldn't be something I'd do willingly, which could cause unnecessary trouble. Don't tell me you can threaten me with my life—of course, I'm not doubting you. I believe that with your abilities, getting money would be easy, but you haven't done so. That means you have reservations. Am I right?" Manager Cao analyzed calmly, surprisingly regaining his composure in such a short time.

I was genuinely quite surprised.

"Heh, interesting. You're half right. I do have reservations, but you must understand, those reservations aren't about you. I'm not the kind of person you think I am, someone who casually uses force to rob and plunder for money. To this world, I'm just an ordinary passerby. I haven't thought about doing anything big, nor do I want anyone to disturb my life. You're a smart person, so let's be frank. What are your conditions?" I smiled faintly. Faced with absolute power, I wasn't afraid of any tricks he might play.

"Alright, then let's do this. I won't negotiate any further. I'm a fair person. You came to ruin my place today, injured my brother, and embarrassed me. That was your fault. Apologize to me, and we'll let bygones be bygones. As they say, 'No discord, no concord.' Consider me, Cao Shuang, your friend. Dai Zhong will be my brother from now on. I'll give him what he deserves, and I'll take care of what he shouldn't have. What do you say?" Manager Cao's words were very logical and sounded nice, but I understood his true intentions perfectly well.

I thought for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, but I don't want to get involved in anything other than Dai Zhong's matter. I can't afford to be your friend. Tell me something I can do."

Hearing my refusal, Cao Shuang's expression changed noticeably. "Since you're unwilling, then forget it. I'll protect Dai Zhong."

From the beginning, Cao Shuang had given me the impression of a man with guts. Now, he seemed exhausted, both physically and mentally, yet still stubborn despite his broken finger. Suddenly, a thought struck me.

“Dai Zhong said that lately, there have been frequent disturbances, and quite a few people have switched to the Oriental Club. Is that true?”

Cao Shuang gave me a meaningful look.

“Tell me about it, maybe I can help you!” I encouraged him.

Cao Shuang’s eyes lit up, and he became excited. He reached for the cigarettes on the ground, finally managing to pull one out, but he couldn’t light it. The movement aggravated his hand injury, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

I calmly watched him. Although I felt a little guilty, I wasn't someone who was easily moved by compassion. I could heal his wounds, but the spiritual energy consumed would be difficult to replenish. Thinking about it, I gave up the idea.

The lighter finally lit, but Cao Shuang was sweating profusely from the pain. After taking a drag of his cigarette, Cao Shuang said angrily, "Damn it! This is a long story. The owner of the Oriental Club, Zhao Kun, was just a small fry, a thug who made his fortune selling heroin. He was a traitorous bastard. He used to be with Boss Yuan Shen, but after Boss Yuan Shen got into trouble, he took over the Black Tiger Gang. The other gangsters didn't take him seriously, so he stayed hidden near the Oriental Club. About half a year ago, I don't know where he recruited a group of people. Some say they were Vietnamese, some say they were from the mainland. Anyway, the Oriental Club didn't know who these people came from." It's common for businesses to compete with each other, and minor frictions are inevitable. Sometimes I don't mind taking a loss. Who knew that after that group arrived, that bastard Zhao Kun couldn't sit still. He used that group to absorb a lot of power in Taipei. In the past month or so, he's started attacking our Triads. Although we were prepared, we've already lost more than a dozen brothers in several clashes, and many more were injured. Recently, things have gotten tense. My men have either jumped ship or run away. I can't entirely blame Dai Zhong for what happened. At this critical juncture, I don't know what this bastard is up to. Don't you think so?"

I glared at him, and Cao Shuang immediately changed his tune, no longer daring to curse Dai Zhong. If that's really the case, it's not his fault. No wonder he provoked me.

"You don't mean you want me to take on the Black Tiger Gang by myself, do you?" I said this to shut him up. With my current abilities, dealing with ordinary humans is no problem, but if it attracts the attention of other spiritual cultivators, things will get complicated. Cao Shuang probably wished I would wipe them all out. Dealing with these people who've been out in the game for years, you always have to be wary of being used as a pawn.

"Don't worry about that. I've already brought a group of people back from the mainland, and several big shots in Taipei's underworld are also preparing to make their move," Cao Shuang said seriously.

"Oh? Looks like there's nothing for me to do then," I said with a faint smile. For someone like him who prioritizes profit above all else, his brothers and friends, aside from their usefulness, probably only have a shred of morality left. Those compensation payments and resettlement allowances are just means to win people over.

Sure enough, Cao Shuang chuckled and said, "To be honest, I have something else I need you to do."

"Hmph, I knew you weren't a good person. Let me make it clear first: I won't do murder or fighting, I won't do anything immoral or unethical, I won't do anything that's not fun, and besides, I won't do anything I don't like," I said directly. Heh, let's see how you scheme against me now.

Cao Shuang's expression shifted like a barometer, his face turning pale and then flushed, but he quickly smiled:

"Alright, what are some fun and enjoyable things you mentioned?"

I casually replied, "Reading, watching movies, playing computer games, occasionally singing, dancing, things like that. What, you want me to do those kinds of things?"

Cao Shuang's smile widened.

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