[Fantasy] Toothless Zombie (Complete) - 34

Chapter Seven: Making Love Can Be Painful Too

As the sun set, the shadows of dusk enveloped the ancient castle.

The jewels inlaid in the bedroom emitted a soft glow. Qiu Yan removed her last garment and lay naked beside Lan Ling.

Although this wasn't their first time being intimate, Qiu Yan still felt shy. Their previous intimacy in the bathroom had been entirely Lan Ling's doing, with Qiu Yan merely following her body's instincts. Now… Qiu Yan turned to look at Lan Ling, her face flushed, unsure of what to do first.

Her lips gently kissed Lan Ling's, her small hands unsure where to go, only daring to caress his firm chest.

Only now did Qiu Yan realize her lack of sexual knowledge. If only she hadn't refused when her classmates made her look at those embarrassing magazines.

Her knowledge of sex was still very superficial. Even though there were descriptions of sex in books and films of this era, aside from the restricted ones, everything was veiled and secretive. And that was all Qiu Yan knew… The risqué jokes

among the girls at school had worked; at least Qiu Yan was now blushing with worry. Would the unconscious Lan Ling react?

If not… what should she do?

Lan Ling had never imagined his willpower would be so weak. With his thousand years of experience indulging in women, he should have developed strong self-control over his body. But now, he realized that his so-called self-control depended on the person. It seemed that

Lan Ling was powerless against the alluring Heavenly Fox Fairy, and even more so against Qiu Yan.

Was this love?

Lan Ling pondered secretly. He considered himself a romantic, and for over a thousand years, he had treated love as a game in moments of boredom. But now it seemed that his previous games were merely wishful thinking. Only now did he understand the true taste of love.

The best aphrodisiac is love…

Lanling tried his best to let his mind wander, allowing himself to drift aimlessly. This way, he could distract himself and avoid getting aroused before Qiu Yan could even make a move—that would be too embarrassing.

This kind of restraint was incredibly painful; Qiu Yan's allure was simply irresistible.

Experienced lovers, when faced with mature beauties, understand every step. So, in bed, besides enjoyment, there's also a subtle competition. You appreciate the woman's teasing, and the woman, in turn, wants to demonstrate her seductive abilities. With such thoughts, even if the physical pleasure is ultimately satisfying, it's never quite perfect.

But now, Qiu Yan, completely inexperienced in sexual matters, doesn't play by the rules. She searches her memory for all things sexual, proceeding clumsily. But memory doesn't follow a set pattern, so Qiu Yan would suddenly do whatever came to mind...

For example, she had been trying to lick Lan Ling's neck with her tongue, but then suddenly remembered something else and immediately started gently rubbing Lan Ling's chest, greatly tempting Lan Ling while leaving her unsatisfied in every way.

Lan Ling couldn't help but secretly lament that Qiu Yan had touched almost every part of her body, yet she hadn't touched her most important treasure.

Who was to blame?

Only those films that wanted to have their cake and eat it too, using erotic sex scenes as a selling point while pretending to be art, making the sex scenes neither fish nor fowl, and corrupting young girls.

Unable to bear it any longer...

Lan Ling suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, her control over her body had reached its limit and instantly collapsed, the flames of desire burning wildly, her huge member rising sharply, a large tent erect.

Qiu Yan, who was stroking Lan Ling's lower abdomen, suddenly felt a change at the edge of her hand, and subconsciously reached down, finally touching the most important place.

In an instant, Qiu Yan's pretty face flushed even more. She looked down at Lan Ling and said in a coquettish voice, "Bad teacher, you're still so lewd even while you're unconscious..."

Although she said this, Qiu Yan was overjoyed. She had been worried that Lan Ling wouldn't react, making it impossible to proceed. Now it seemed her worries were unnecessary.

Qiu Yan's small hand tentatively touched the large tent, once, twice...

Lan Ling cried out in his heart, "Qiu Yan, my darling, please take my pants off..."

Qiu Yan gently touched the big thing with her fingers, and couldn't help but recall the scene in the bathroom. If those bad guys hadn't interfered, this big thing would have entered his body, right?

Back then, the teacher was able to move on his own, but now, the teacher was unconscious. Could he really put this big thing into his body? Qiu Yan bit her lower lip, feeling both scared and worried. She

had to endure the pain! After making up her mind, Qiu Yan finally carried out the step that Lan Ling had been waiting for, slowly taking off Lan Ling's pants.

However, a scene that left Lanling both amused and exasperated unfolded.

Qiu Yan, her face flushed, climbed onto Lanling's body and, without any preparation, began to forcefully insert his large member into her most intimate place…

Ah…

The result of this forced insertion was discomfort for both of them. Lanling endured the discomfort in his lower body, afraid to react, while Qiu Yan cried out in pain.

After some tentative attempts, Qiu Yan was covered in sweat from the pain.

Fortunately, her efforts weren't in vain. With Lanling's burning hot member occasionally touching her, Qiu Yan's body began to react slightly, but because she was anxious, she didn't fully engage, resulting in only limited lubrication.

However, after her intimate area became moist, Qiu Yan realized that her area was too dry.

What to do?

Qiu Yan touched her aching lower body with her fingers, then touched Lanling's burning hot member. After hesitating for a moment, she moistened her mouth with a little saliva and gently smeared it on the tip of Lanling's large member, trying again.

This time, although the situation was slightly better than before, it was only a little bit better.

Some people always think that human knowledge of sex is learned from the outside world. In fact, sex should be a human instinct, something we know from birth. Not just humans, but all living things are pretty much the same.

Perhaps it's because of instinct, or perhaps Qiu Yan is self-taught, or perhaps Qiu Yan really did see a similar description in a book one day?

In any case, Qiu Yan began to do something that almost made Lan Ling's nose bleed. Her body slowly moved downwards, her small face pressed against that huge thing, and then she actually stuck out her fragrant tongue to lick it.

The saliva on her fingers was limited, but this should be enough, right?

Although Qiu Yan didn't have any skills to speak of, just simple licking, this temptation to Lan Ling was definitely much more powerful than any woman in the world skilled in "oral techniques."

The huge thing, which had reached its maximum, had bulging veins and was almost about to explode in pain. Lan Ling secretly gripped the sheets with both hands, his face showing unbearable pain.

After licking for a while, Qiu Yan noticed that the monstrous member was covered in a layer of glistening saliva. She slowly rose and straddled Lan Ling again, grasping the member with her small hands and aiming it at her tender virginity, before slowly sitting down.

Ah…

Qiu Yan let out a groan, her pretty face contorted in pain, but her movements didn't stop; she gritted her teeth and continued downwards.

With the lubrication of saliva, everything became easier. Pain was inevitable, but at least she could penetrate the Jade Gate.

Lanling felt his massive member slowly pry open Qiuyan's body, entering her slightly dry, tight passage. From the initial pain of enduring it to finally reaching the main event, Lanling finally felt his hardship had ended and his dream had come true.

Hearing Qiuyan's painful groans and gasps, Lanling felt a pang of heartache, thinking: "Baby, I'll let you suffer this once, but every time from now on, I'll make sure you experience the most wonderful sensations in the world." Qiuyan

felt her body being torn apart bit by bit, the pain constantly stimulating her nerves, making her tremble.

This slow entry was like being cut by a dull knife, unbearable. For a virgin, it was better to encounter a rough, long body directly entering than to experience an overly gentle, slow process.

Finally... finally...

Qiuyan looked down at her body, now pressed against Lanling's. Although the bloodstains at the point of contact were very conspicuous, she still felt a sense of relief. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, her delicate body lying on top of Lanling. The process of entry had exhausted all her strength.

A pure yin female body was indeed a rare treasure.

Before any movement, just entering Qiu Yan's body, Lan Ling felt the surging pure Yin energy, his own energy restless, yearning for this purest Yin energy.

Under the influence of this pure Yin energy, Lan Ling's lower body seemed to swell even more, moving slightly.

Qiu Yan clearly felt the trembling of that massive thing, looking at Sui Ling with surprise and joy. Could it really be working?

With this reaction, Qiu Yan became full of energy, completely ignoring the previous pain, her whole body brimming with energy again, her large, watery eyes shining brightly.

Qiu Yan moved her body gently. After resting, her body seemed to be adapting to this large thing. Although there was still pain, it was much less than before.

The energy within Lan Ling greedily absorbed the surging pure Yin energy. During the fusion process, the pure Yin energy eliminated all impurities, making the fused energy even purer.

This fusion process also had a miraculous effect on Qiu Yan, not only gradually eliminating her pain but also slowly giving her a comfortable feeling.

Hmm…

Qiu Yan felt an itch in her mysterious area, a desire slowly growing within her.

Her movements quickened, so much so that she wasn't even aware of the change in her own actions. The unprecedented pleasure was incredibly pleasurable, and she craved even more intense ecstasy.

The most arduous part was over; now Lanling had the perfect reason to do anything.

He slowly opened his eyes, bloodshot and radiating a feverish fervor.

"Ah? Teacher, you're awake…"

Qiu Yan exclaimed in surprise, stopping her movements.

Then, Qiu Yan immediately realized what she was doing, and blushed deeply, her pretty face turning as red as the sunset.

Lanling didn't speak, but suddenly rolled over, pinning Qiu Yan beneath him with a gasp. His massive member, stained with virgin blood, plunged in again, fully inserted.

Qiu Yan instinctively pushed against Lanling's chest with her hands. Although she had willingly offered her body, Lanling's actions now made her feel like she was being raped.

When Qiu Yan saw Lanling's eyes, she found them terrifying, completely different from the gentle gaze he usually held.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

Qiu Yan exclaimed in surprise.

Lan Ling, however, was panting heavily, ignoring Qiu Yan's struggles and thrusting forcefully.

Although Qiu Yan found it hard to accept psychologically, she felt waves of pleasure physically. Her struggles became increasingly weak, and her eyes grew more and more glazed. Finally, she grabbed Lan Ling's arm. Her teacher must have undergone some strange change, but wasn't it good that he was awake?

Lan Ling's roughness was merely a facade. Although his movements were forceful, they were only so unrestrained because he felt Qiu Yan's body was being fully explored. He understood that only in this way could he give Qiu Yan the most stimulating pleasure.

Mmm...

moans flowed from Qiu Yan's lips like the most beautiful music, starting with a few intermittent sounds, gradually becoming continuous, forming the most moving melody.

Lan Ling felt the nourishment of the yin energy, and also enjoyed the physical pleasure.

The yin energy of a pure yin body flows naturally into Qiu Yan's body without him needing any methods of cultivation. Even if that weren't the case, Lanling wouldn't use any cultivation methods on Qiu Yan at this moment because he needed yin energy. His purpose for Qiu Yan had long since changed; what attracted him was Qiu Yan herself, no longer her pure yin body.

Qiu Yan had never imagined that sex could be so wonderful. Before, when her friends joked about it, she thought their descriptions were too exaggerated, but now, how could their words describe even a fraction of this pleasure?

She felt like she was floating on clouds, being lifted to the peak by wave after wave of intense pleasure.

Qiu Yan gripped Lanling's arm tightly, as if afraid he would leave, her eyes glazed with desire, both physically and mentally immersed in a sea of desire. The sea

of desire surged, spring was boundless, and the perfect union of spirit and flesh brought both of them the happiest enjoyment.

Ah…

with a long moan, Qiu Yan's body tensed, the extreme pleasure making her lose herself.

Lanling thrust vigorously, wanting Qiuyan's first time to be a most beautiful memory, and this moment would mark the beginning of Qiuyan becoming his woman forever, accompanying him through the long years of his life.

Tossing her up…falling…tossing her up again…

Under Lanling's powerful physique and his vigorous pleasure, Qiuyan experienced one orgasm after another. After several orgasms, seeing that she was exhausted, Lanling released his semen, the scalding heat once again causing Qiuyan to tremble.

"Qiuyan…"

Lanling seemed to suddenly become clear-headed, lying beside Qiuyan, his large hand stroking her sweat-covered body, softly calling her name. Qiuyan let out

a soft moan, looking at Lanling with surprise in her eyes, weakly saying, "Teacher, you…you're finally awake."

Lanling said painfully, "What happened to me just now? I'm sorry, Qiuyan…I made you suffer."

Qiuyan shook her head, saying, "Teacher, I felt so good just now…"

Suddenly…

Lanling gripped his head tightly, startling Qiuyan who cried out, "Teacher, you..."

"Blood...blood..."

Lanling repeated incoherently.

It was common knowledge that vampires drank blood, but Qiuyan hadn't expected Lanling to react this way.

Beatrice had mentioned this before, but Fatty Dragon had said the hospital had readily available blood plasma, which dispelled Qiuyan's doubts and led her to agree to Lanling becoming a vampire.

Now they needed blood...where could they find it? Qiuyan worried.

Lanling's expression grew increasingly pained, his body trembling.

Qiuyan looked at Lanling with heartache, and after a moment, she resolutely stretched out her arm: "Teacher, bite..."

"No, no...I'll go find them..."

Lanling shook his head repeatedly.

"Teacher, bite, or I'll get angry!"

Qiu Yan said firmly, "Lanling is my man now, why should I ask others for anything? There's unlikely to be any blood in the castle, is there? Am I supposed to make my teacher bite someone else? No. Still relying on my hands? How can that be satisfying? [Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator anime virgin physical sex toy highly realistic genital shape! Intense and irresistible! Click to enter]

'Teacher, hurry up!'

Qiu Yan repeated without room for argument.

Lanling grabbed Qiu Yan's arm, leaned down slightly, and Qiu Yan felt a sharp pain in her wrist, experiencing a moment of mental confusion.

Zombie blood is rare; only a drop is needed to create a zombie slave.

But Lanling didn't want Qiu Yan to become his zombie slave, so he didn't collect her blood, but simply sent his own zombie blood into her body."

Looking at the dazed Qiu Yan, Lan Ling murmured, "My darling, we are about to be in unpredictable chaos, facing terrifying opponents. Even if I die, I hope you have the ability to escape... If I live, then you will have a life as long as mine, and I will give you endless love throughout that long life..."

Chapter Eight:

Night fell at the base, and the soft light of the gemstones in the room spilled into every corner.

Lan Ling embraced Qiu Yan, his eyes gentle and affectionate. He was curious about his own transformation; how could he have come to this?

His previous plans were certainly aimed at getting closer to Qiu Yan, making her a true member of his camp willingly. However, throughout the process, the deep affection Qiu Yan displayed made Lan Ling feel warmth for the first time in his life.

Having experienced deceit and betrayal, and trusting no one except the zombie slaves, Lanling was completely conquered by Qiuyan…

Qiuyan slowly opened her eyes. Lanling's smile, illuminated by the jewel's glow, came into her view. Recalling their previous passionate outburst, Qiuyan let out a soft moan and nestled into Lanling's arms, her face flushed with shyness.

"Qiuyan, thank you."

Lanling shifted his body, leaving Qiuyan nowhere to hide, gazing deeply into her eyes, and said softly.

"Do we need to be so polite?"

Qiuyan asked softly, her face still red.

"No need, no need… From now on, we will be one. You will always be my woman, forever…"

Lanling said with a smile.

"How far is forever?"

Qiuyan asked mischievously.

"As long as I live, as long as I love you,"

Lanling said.

Qiuyan pouted and said coquettishly, "Silly teacher, you should say for all eternity."

Lanling laughed at Qiuyan's teasing. Silly woman, do zombies have reincarnation? If they die, they are reduced to ashes.

"We will live forever,"

Lanling said, gently pinching Qiuyan's nose.

"Immortality is a lie. I'm a cultivator, you know. Only by ascending to immortality can one achieve eternal life. Let's be realistic. Lifetimes upon lifetimes, in the next life, I still want to be your woman,"

Qiuyan said seriously.

"Do you want eternal life?"

Lanling asked.

Qiuyan shook her head and said, "No, Master said cultivation requires being free from desires. If that's true, what's the use of becoming an immortal? If I become an immortal, I won't love you anymore. I'd rather not become an immortal, hehe..."

Lanling couldn't help but laugh.

Qiuyan said coquettishly, "Are you laughing at me? If you laugh again, I won't love you anymore."

Lanling quickly shook his head and said, "No, why would I laugh at you? I just wanted to tell you that you don't need to become an immortal to have eternal life."

Qiuyan paused, looking at Lanling with a puzzled expression.

Lanling said, "Have you forgotten? I'm already a vampire, and you... I just bit you."

"Huh?"

Qiu Yan subconsciously looked at her wrist, where there were two marks that Lanling had deliberately left.

Lanling stared at Qiu Yan, keenly catching any changes in her expression, worried that Qiu Yan would show resistance or resentment.

"I'm dead, I'm dead!"

Qiu Yan frowned, rubbing the marks on her wrist with her hand, as if rubbing could clean the marks and turn everything around.

Lanling's heart sank, and he said, "I'm sorry, I've dragged you into this."

Qiuyan noticed the change in Lanling's tone and said, "What are you thinking about? What are you sorry for? Hmm... This is really good. If you were immortal and I couldn't, then when I'm all wrinkled, gray-haired, and toothless, and you're still so young, people will definitely say I'm an old cow eating young grass..."

Lanling felt relieved and asked with a bright smile, "Then what are you muttering about dying?"

Qiuyan frowned slightly and said, "When my master talks about vampires, he always says they're evil spirits. But now... his most beloved disciple has become a vampire..."

Then, Qiuyan muttered, "Vampires seem pretty good, they don't have any side effects, it's just the blood-sucking problem, right? That can be solved, like that fat guy said, there's so much blood plasma in the hospital, why would they need to suck human blood? My master probably doesn't know much about vampires either. When I see him, I'll explain it to him properly."

"Don't you think so?"

Qiu Yan muttered to herself, then looked up at Lan Ling, only to see his face contorted in pain.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Haha..."

Lan Ling laughed, hugging Qiu Yan tightly and kissing her forehead forcefully, saying, "You're so cute."

"Did you just realize? This girl has always been loved by everyone and admired by flowers."

Qiu Yan pouted, then laughed at herself.

"By the way, I've become a vampire, am I stronger than before?"

Qiu Yan asked curiously.

Lan Ling smiled and said, "You'll find out when you try it." With

her pure Yin body, Lan Ling had given her all, making Qiu Yan far more powerful than anyone else, even slightly stronger than Mei Niang, only weaker than Lan Ling and Hu'er.

"Shall we get up?"

Qiu Yan said.

"What's the rush? How about we do it again?"

Lan Ling said with a mischievous grin.

Qiu Yan shrank back under the covers, saying, "No, no, it still hurts... We've been in the room for so long, they'll laugh at us."

Lan Ling couldn't help but chuckle. Why was Qiu Yan suddenly worried about being laughed at? Ha...

Regardless, Qiu Yan was still just a young girl. The maturity she displayed during that crisis was beyond her years. Now that her beloved was out of danger, her girlish nature naturally resurfaced.

Lan Ling looked at Qiu Yan's shy face. This Qiu Yan was even more adorable. From now on, he would never let Qiu Yan face any crisis again...

Thinking of this, Lan Ling couldn't help but think of Jiang Chen and Di Jiang, and his heart sank. What confidence did he have to make such a promise now?

He needed to develop his power as quickly as possible. The miraculous properties of Hou Yi's bones had given Lanling a path to increase his strength. Now, he couldn't wait to refine the other demon god bones. If all eleven demon god bones in the Divine Tomb Cauldron could bring him the same properties as Hou Yi's bones, Lanling felt that he would no longer need to fear Jiang Chen and Di Jiang.

Di Jiang... one of the Twelve Heavenly Demon Gods. With her bones, he would have all twelve Heavenly Demon Gods...

A bold idea surfaced in his mind, and a sinister smile appeared on Lanling's lips.

"What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and get dressed..."

Qiu Yan quickly put on her clothes and threw Lanling's clothes over.

Lanling came back to his senses, lazily lay on the bed, and said, "I need you to help me get dressed..."

In a guest room not far from Lanling's room,

Fatty Dragon was curled up on the sofa like a pile of fat meat, with a few small footprints on his clothes. He occasionally stole glances at the women chatting around the round table, but didn't dare to move an inch.

"These women are all ruthless, I hope Qiu Yan won't be like them,"

Fatty Dragon prayed silently. He had successfully become the punching bag for Fox and Meiniang; whenever they were unhappy, he was always the one who suffered.

Fox, Meiniang, Ling Xue, Ya Si, Tu Yao, Bilisi, and Juliet huddled together, chatting about women's favorite things: makeup and dressing up. After this period of getting to know each other, they had become more and more harmonious. Their status was similar; they were all female slaves of Lanling, and none of them were as high-ranking as Qiu Yan. They were aware of this, so there was no jealousy or rivalry. Of course, they dared not be jealous of Qiu Yan.

In terms of women's makeup and dressing up, Bilisi and Juliet knew more than the others. Juliet was a noblewoman, while Bilisi, although from a fallen noble family, had always prepared to become a noblewoman. She was even more familiar with etiquette and high-society attire than Juliet.

Therefore, Beatrice naturally became the makeup consultant among all the women and an authoritative lecturer, leaving the other women with no choice but to acknowledge her.

"I wonder when I'll have a chance to go shopping,"

Fox sighed, eager to put into practice the knowledge Beatrice had imparted.

"You'll have to talk to Master about that. Compared to us, your words carry more weight,"

Ya Si said with a grin.

"Come on, I can't do that, but if Qiu Yan says she wants to go shopping, Master won't hesitate for even a minute,"

Fox pouted.

Tu Yao's eyes lit up, and she said, "Bilisi, you should tell Qiu Yan all about these things later. If it can spark her shopping desire... hehe..."

Mei Niang chuckled, "This task should be given to Ling Xue and Ya Si. Compared to us, they have a better relationship with Qiu Yan."

Ling Xue frowned slightly and said, "I don't really like shopping."

Hu'er said, "You didn't like it before, but now you have to like it. Look at you, you wear the same clothes all the time, they're even a bit faded. Let me tell you, when we dress up in our finest clothes, don't be envious."

Mei Niang sighed dramatically, "Compared to shopping, do you know what I'm more worried about right now?"

"What is it?"

Ya Si asked curiously.

"When we introduced Qiu Yan, what were our identities? We were with that fat guy!"

Mei Niang said angrily.

Ya Si chuckled at first, then burst into laughter, bending over backward. "I remember now! Back at Juliet's apartment, when I saw you go into a suite, Qiu Yan's expression was hilarious. It seemed she thought you were all Fatty's lovers."

Meiniang rubbed her forehead in pain and said, "See, what I feared has happened."

Fox stood up angrily, grabbed a water glass from the table, and accurately smashed it on Fatty's forehead. The Heavenly Demon's strength was far beyond Fatty's ability to withstand. Even though he was a zombie with a body of steel, he still cried out in pain, and a large bump quickly rose on his forehead.

"You fatso, you got the better of me!"

Fox sighed.

Fatty rubbed his head and muttered under his breath, "It wasn't me who said it. Besides, you didn't argue when we introduced you, but now you're causing me trouble. What did I do to deserve this..." "

You fatso, what are you muttering about? You're really upset, aren't you!"

Fox laughed and scolded.

Fatty quickly buried his head in the sofa cushions, remaining silent. After being tormented repeatedly, he had learned his lesson; if he dared to make a sound, even begging or pleading, it would only invite Fox's endless bullying.

"We'll talk about it later. There's plenty of time. We'll just say we're with Fatty, not that we're his lovers,"

Beatrice laughed.

For a long time, Beatrice had felt inferior, but after this period, she found that other women weren't difficult to get along with. None of them had a superior attitude, and they got along very well. Gradually, except for Lanling, where Beatrice still felt uneasy and nervous, she became much more natural in front of others.

Mei Niang smiled mischievously, "Don't you know? Fox's anger isn't because of that, it's because... hehe."

Although Mei Niang didn't finish her sentence, her ambiguous smile revealed the answer.

Fox pinched Meiniang's hand and sighed sweetly, "Are you talking about yourself? I'm not!"

Meiniang laughed and said, "I'm not the only one who climbs into Master's bed every night... Sigh... It seems that for quite some time now, Qiuyan will be enjoying Master's favor alone..."

"Then go and compete with Qiuyan..."

Fox teased.

Meiniang said, "Tch, do you think I'm stupid? I would never do such a thing. Qiuyan is so good, we're too happy to have a companion like her. I'm just waiting for Master, whenever he needs me, I'll give it to him..."

Meiniang's words made everyone laugh. Fox laughed, "Are you a 24-hour delivery? Always on call, haha..."

"As if you're not? We're all the same, it's just that I'm more willing to admit it."

Meiniang said.

Yes... Aren't all the women present the same?

Absolute loyalty to their master means that in their hearts, Lanling will always be number one, surpassing themselves. As long as Lanling is happy, how could they have the slightest complaint?

Suddenly.

Foxy quickly covered her mouth, stopping her laughter, and whispered, "Sisters, stop laughing, they're out... Hurry up and get into character, or your bottoms will get a good spanking from your master!"

The laughter ceased, and the previously cheerful atmosphere in the room vanished, becoming heavy and somber. Everyone's bright smiles turned to melancholy in almost a second.

If these people were actors, they could probably sweep the world's acting awards...

Fatty Dragon quickly jumped up, wiping the footprints off his body. He finally had the chance to sit comfortably on the sofa.

A moment later, when there was a knock on the door, Tu Yao quickly got up and opened it.

When she saw Lanling, she exclaimed with delight, "Ah! Teacher Lanling is awake!"

The others quickly stood up and gathered around, all looking at Lanling with immense surprise. Beatrice exclaimed, "It's amazing! Teacher Lanling looks perfectly fine, without a single problem! Miss Qiuyan, how did you do that?"

The others chuckled inwardly; Beatrice could ask a question she already knew the answer to, and she still managed to pull it off so well—her acting skills were clearly superior.

Qiuyan blushed, unsure how to answer.

Ah!

Fatty Long's shout relieved Qiuyan's worry. He quickly squeezed to Lanling's side, grabbed her hand, and his eyes were filled with adoration.

This struck Qiuyan as odd. Before, this fat, nouveau riche-like man had been arrogant and disdainful of everyone, but now he had completely changed.

Beatrice's heart skipped a beat, and she said, "We're all vampires now, and in the vampire race, strength is everything. Although Teacher Lanling has only recently become a vampire, his strength far surpasses ours. In the vampire race, male vampires naturally admire the strong, while females..."

Before Beatrice could finish speaking, Fox suddenly interjected, "My God, no wonder my heart was pounding when I saw Teacher Lanling just now..."

Qiu Yan's face darkened as she glanced at Fox. How could this woman be so promiscuous? As the fat man's mistress, she was actually expressing ambiguity to another man in front of him.

Juliet keenly noticed the displeasure in Qiu Yan's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly laughed. Her laughter startled everyone.

"Miss Fox, you shouldn't joke around like that,"

Juliet said with a smile.

Fox said, "I'm not joking, this is my honest feeling."

Juliet covered her mouth and chuckled, "I think Miss Qiuyan probably thinks you're Mr. Long's mistresses... If you keep saying that..."

Fox suddenly realized, then looked incredibly aggrieved and said, "Miss Qiuyan, you... you don't really think that, do you?"

Qiuyan didn't speak, but her eyes clearly said, "Isn't that right?"

"Hey, Fatty, you explain!"

Fox said.

Fatty Long chuckled foolishly, his mind racing as he tried to figure out how to continue.

When his laughter subsided, Fatty Long said, "Miss Qiuyan, you've misunderstood. They're not my mistresses, they're shareholders of my company. Because of this sponsorship of Teacher Lanling, I've mobilized a large amount of funds, and the other shareholders naturally have the right to supervise."

"Tch, we're not here to supervise you, we came to the Western Continent because we think it's fun,"

Meiniang said.

Ya Si stepped forward and hugged Qiu Yan's arm, giggling, "I thought so too before, but I only found out what happened while we were chatting just now. I was wondering before, even if this fat guy has some money, how did he get the ability to have such a beautiful mistress?"

Ya Si's words were obviously more effective than others', and Qiu Yan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Juliet, it's a good thing you reminded me, otherwise I would have become a lewd woman in Miss Qiu Yan's eyes... You fatso, it's all your fault!"

Fox said angrily.

Qiu Yan grabbed Fox's small hand and said, "Miss Fox, don't be angry..."

Although she said that, Qiu Yan still couldn't help but laugh.

Fox said coquettishly, "Look, you're still laughing. If you laugh at us again, I'll fight you."

Qiu Yan laughed heartily, and their relationship had unknowingly taken a step closer in the midst of their playful banter.

"You fatso, it's all your fault for not explaining things clearly at the beginning, making us wear the stinking hat of being mistresses for so long! We're not done with you yet! Let me tell you, next time we go shopping, Qiu Yan and we'll have to pay for everything!"

Fox said, pointing at Fatty Dragon.

Fatty Dragon chuckled and nodded quickly, saying, "I didn't think that much at the time. It's an internal company matter, so there's no need to explain it too clearly. I didn't expect it to cause a misunderstanding, hehe."

Belis laughed from the side, "Although the misunderstanding has been cleared up, Miss Fox, don't keep your feelings on your lips in the future, or Miss Qiu Yan will get jealous."

Qiu Yan laughed, "How could I be so petty? Lan Ling can make such beautiful women like you fall for him, which means I have good taste, hehe..."

"Really not jealous?"

Meiniang asked.

Qiu Yan turned to look at Lan Ling and said, "As long as he's happy, you should think about how to win his heart first. This experience has made me realize that I can't live without him. I'm only happy when he's by my side. So, even if you're attracted to him, you can't take him away from me!"

Hearing Qiu Yan's confession, the others breathed a sigh of relief. If Qiu Yan's words were truly from the heart, then their previous concerns seemed easy to resolve; it just required time.

"Don't worry, seeing how much you love each other, even if we're attracted, we won't take him away. How about we become his second or third wife, hehe... Hello, eldest wife's sister..."

Fox said jokingly.

Qiu Yan laughed at Fox's teasing and imitated her, saying, "Second wife's sister..."

After she finished speaking, the group burst into laughter.

Watching their playful antics, Lan Ling also let out a long sigh. Qiu Yan had changed him, making him, who used to be violent and cold towards women, much gentler now, at least less tormenting Ling Xue and Bilisi.

Early morning.

The brilliant sunrise shone through the castle's magical defensive array, draping it in a magnificent cloak.

Last night, Qiu Yan and the others chatted all night, their relationship progressing rapidly. Thanks to Qiu Yan's kindness and the others' deliberate efforts to befriend her, the group became inseparable best friends after that night, their conversations becoming increasingly engaging and their topics of conversation expanding until they finally slept soundly in a large bed around dawn.

Tu Yao quietly slipped out of bed and left the room. She heard Lan Ling's call…

In another room, Lan Ling sat on the sofa listening to Tu Yao explain the castle to him.

"Are you sure you can control it?"

Lan Ling asked.

"Master, the magic circle in this castle is not unfamiliar to me. Back in the Dark Church, the patriarch attempted to build a second castle with the same functions as this one, and he gathered mages to study it, which I participated in. I'm intimately familiar with the properties of this magic circle. The reason we can't build a second castle is because the crystal materials used in this magic circle seem to have been blessed with unique magic by mages during its construction in ancient times, a magic that has been lost..."

Tu Yao said.

"If I knew this magic, I could easily create a modern flying structure...hehe..."

Tu Yao said with a grin.

Lan Ling nodded. Damn, the mages of the Dark Church really know how to enjoy life! They actually spent a huge amount of manpower and resources to build such a flying castle; it's far superior to those modern flying objects. Hehe...I didn't expect to get such a great deal.

"Then you'll be in charge of controlling the castle from now on,"

Lan Ling instructed.

"Don't worry, Master,"

Tu Yao nodded.

"In a little while, check if there's a detailed map of the Western Continent in the castle. If not, find a time to land and buy one."

"Master, where are we going? Maybe I'll know,"

Tu Yao said.

"The Wasteland," Lan Ling

said decisively .

"The Wasteland? The Wasteland that seals the vampire race?"

Tu Yao exclaimed in surprise.

Lan Ling nodded with a smile, then his smile turned cold, and he said, "Maybe they won't be vampires anymore. Didn't you see Beatrice? I'm going to turn the vampire race into winged zombies."

In his urgent need to develop his strength, Lan Ling had been eyeing the vampire race. Finding so many powerful corpse slaves at once... they would become his most loyal cannon fodder army...

Chapter Nine: Heavy Burden.

The most luxurious Pisa Square in the British capital, the British Empire, is a commercial street. If you want to buy any brand name in the world, you can find the corresponding boutique here.

Oh, simply calling it a brand name doesn't seem accurate; it should be called a gathering place for luxury goods.

Those brands that ordinary people can afford, no matter how famous, will not be accepted by this commercial street. The goods sold here cater to the upper class, with the annual sums spent by these discerning ladies enough to build several Piazzas of Pisa.

Although the goods are extremely expensive, what does that amount of money mean to these vain upper-class women? They either inherit vast fortunes or have husbands who earn a lot of money. As the saying goes, "You don't know the cost of living until you're in charge," these women will never understand the meaning of thrift.

Every country in the world has such a group of people, and this group has fueled the booming development of these luxury goods, making Piazza of Pisa one of the world's most famous shopping havens for women. Piazza of Pisa's fame has spread far and wide, becoming a dream for countless women who yearn to one day stroll through Piazza of Pisa and indulge in shopping.

Piazza de Pisa was also a dream for Beatrice…

Beatrice was no stranger to this place; she had gazed at it from afar countless times before, but had never actually entered. As a fallen noblewoman, she simply didn't have the wealth. Even after her later mad plunder of countless treasures, she still couldn't afford to enjoy them.

Lanling, accompanied by a group of stunningly beautiful women and a slovenly, arrogant fat man with the air of a nouveau riche, strolled through Piazza de Pisa

, attracting attention with every glance. Juliet, a regular there, acted as their guide, while the other women, except for Qiu Yan, shopped lavishly, determined to put to good use the makeup and styling techniques Beatrice had taught them.

Before long, Fatty Long's short frame was covered in luxury handbags, almost completely obscuring him; from a distance, he looked like a moving pile of bags.

Fox snatched all the gold cards from Fatty Long's pockets, and she walked ahead gleefully, swiping them without hesitation.

Fat Dragon looked dejected. He was now regretting robbing so much money. Even if he had stolen it, he should have spent it all. If he didn't have so many gold cards to spend, he might have been able to buy fewer things.

Sigh... these things are still too cheap... He should spend all the money quickly so his master would take him out to plunder more wealth. He would rather be on a bloody battlefield than be a porter in a place like this.

Fat Dragon's hopes were quickly dashed by Fox. While swiping her gold cards, Fox excitedly said to Beatrice, "Belit, don't you have a lot of treasure? Hehe... I bought things for everyone today, so next time you have to treat everyone to the best restaurants."

Beatrice nodded and smiled, "Of course, no problem, I can go get them anytime."

Fat Dragon immediately wailed inwardly, "Little fox, is this your treat? It's all my money... I'm just a porter this time, what about next time we go to the restaurants?" Fat Dragon believed that Fox would never kindly let him sit down and feast; he might even make him play some unlucky role...

Whenever the beauties bought something they liked, they would always ask Lanling for his opinion. Lanling would smile and reply, but he was absent-minded, constantly thinking about something.

This trip to the British capital was not only to satisfy the beauties' shopping desires, but also to gather information.

After leaving the castle, Tu Yao returned to the Dark Church to help Lanling gather information; Tu Kuang had also sent news before. As Lanling instructed, Mora and the other Dark Priests, along with the two Holy Court Knights, cultivators, and True Martial Artists, engaged in several battles. In the end, only the severely injured Mora remained among the priests, while all the Holy Court Knights died.

Tu Kuang used his personal network to send Priest Mora back to Great Britain, and she should have arrived at the Dark Church by now...

Moreover, according to Tu Kuang's intelligence network, cultivators and True Martial Artists, with the help of the True Martial Artists' official organization, had come to the Western Continent under various identities, and the cultivators and True Martial Artists were cooperating once again.

This was truly good news, a barely perceptible smile playing on Lanling's lips.

A moment later, Lanling, calculating the time, gave Juliet a wink. Juliet understood and nodded, then smiled and gave Qiuyan an excuse before hurriedly leaving.

Meanwhile,

in the Dark Church, President Bruman frowned, staring at the pale-faced Priestess Mora before him.

Priestess Mora had lost an arm, and a noticeable wound on her forehead; she looked utterly wretched.

"They actually attacked you?"

Bruman asked suspiciously. For centuries, they had maintained a peaceful coexistence with the cultivators of the Eastern Continent. He couldn't understand why, if what Mora said was true—that she hadn't caused trouble, but her identity had simply been discovered by the cultivators, resulting in a fierce attack, with other priests even dying at their hands—then it was all because of this.

"President, how could I dare lie to you? Every word I spoke is the truth. If you don't believe me, you can ask Tu Yao's father, Tu Kuang. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid even I wouldn't have been able to return to the Western Continent..."

Mora said mournfully.

Lanling had already given him instructions through his consciousness. He already knew that Tu Yao had rushed back to the Dark Church. This charade was a collaboration between him and Tu Yao, so he wasn't afraid of being exposed. He put on a tearful and earnest performance.

"Let Tu Yao in,"

Bruman said, waving his hand.

A moment later, Tu Yao walked into the hall and bowed, saying, "President, it's truly my luck to be able to see you alive."

The meaning behind Tu Yao's words was clear: they had escaped death.

"Strange, why are they targeting us Dark Priests?"

Bruman muttered to himself.

"I've already stated that my trip to the Eastern Continent was for personal reasons and had nothing to do with the church, but those cultivators and martial artists simply wouldn't listen. It's as if anyone who is a member of the Dark Church deserves to die,"

Mora said aggrievedly.

Tu Yao followed up, "Guild Master, I heard that the Holy Court's female knight returned to the Western Continent a few days ago. Why did she return so quickly and unharmed? Could it be that her purpose in going to the Eastern Continent was to collude with cultivators and martial artists?"

"Very likely,"

Mora quickly added. "I was also wondering why, when we were attacked by cultivators and martial artists, they seemed to know our weaknesses as black mages, launching a very effective and fatal attack right from the start. We hadn't had any contact with them before. If the Holy Court hadn't revealed this to them, how would they have known this?"

Bruman remained silent, his brows furrowing deeper. Mora and Tuyao were both core members of the church; there was no reason not to trust them.

No wonder the Holy Court seemed to be making preparations for something big lately. Could they really be allied with the True Martial Artists and Cultivators of the Eastern Continent to deliver a fatal blow to the Dark Church? Or were they determined to annihilate the Dark Church in one fell swoop?

At this moment, a Dark Priest hurriedly entered the hall and whispered something to Bruman.

Bruman's expression changed drastically. He snorted coldly, his face turning ferocious.

"They've come after all! Do they think our Dark Church is so easy to deal with? Since they want to destroy us, they'll have to pay a sufficient price first!"

Bruman roared menacingly.

In the Temple of Light of the Holy Court, Juliet rushed into the hall in a panic. Normally extremely disciplined in her knightly conduct, her sudden change in behavior puzzled the Light Priests and Holy Court Knights.

"Juliet, why aren't you resting at home? What's wrong?"

the Holy Court's Chief Judge, second only to the Holy Emperor of Light, asked in confusion.

"They...they seem to be here. I just saw the True Martial Master who led the attack on us at the family hotel..."

Juliet said, her face pale.

When she first arrived in the Western Continent, she had left the villa for two hours, and during those two hours, she returned to the Holy See and put on a performance similar to that of Priestess Mora.

Therefore, her current behavior was no surprise. It was precisely because of Juliet's previous brilliant performance that the Holy See had recently become more vigilant, giving the Dark Church the illusion that they were about to take action.

The Holy See's Chief Justice smiled and said, "Juliet, you haven't been discovered by them, have you?"

Juliet feigned surprise and said, "Chief Justice, do you mean...you already know they've come to the Western Continent?"

The Chief Justice nodded and said, "We received the information yesterday, but because we didn't want it to affect you, we didn't tell you."

Juliet nodded, thinking to herself: Thank goodness no one sent a message yesterday; I was still on the castle yesterday.

The chief judge's face turned grave. "This further confirms the fact that cultivators from the Eastern Continent have colluded with the Dark Church," he said. "They dare to try and destroy the light that symbolizes justice? That's impossible! The God of Light will severely punish them!"

Juliet nodded, her voice filled with grief. "We must avenge Clark and the others! There's still no news of them; they're likely in grave danger."

Her eyes reddened, and she looked up resolutely, saying, "Chief Judge, please allow me to join the battle!"

The chief judge shook his head. "Juliet, what you need now is rest. Listen to me. Only by taking care of your health can the light of the God of Light shine upon all."

"Chief Judge, I…"

"Juliet, go back and rest…"

the chief judge waved his hand.

Juliet turned away helplessly, turning back again and again, her eyes filled with resentment…

Juliet's family hotel was one of the largest chain hotels in the entire Western Continent, spread across various large and medium-sized cities.

When she spoke with the chief referee, she only received a report that many strangely behaving Easterners had recently checked into the family hotel. That's why she said she had accidentally seen Eastern cultivators at the family hotel. Even if the people staying at her family hotel weren't Eastern cultivators, it wouldn't matter; she could simply say she had mistaken them. Juliet, who had just returned to the Western Continent injured, was understandably prone to mistaking people after her initial shock.

Besides, the key point wasn't where the cultivators were staying, but whether they had come to the Western Continent at all, and the accuracy of Tu Kuang's information on this was beyond question.

Everything was proceeding according to Lanling's plan.

Tu Kuang only reported the results to Lanling, without detailing the process. In fact, the events unfolded even more excitingly and chaotically than Lanling had anticipated.

On the night Lanling launched his attack, Fatty Dragon turned all the gangsters into zombies to attract nearby martial artists and cultivators. While the arrival of the martial artists and cultivators killed off the lowest-level zombies, it also revealed their location.

Lanling left Mora and the other Dark Priests, along with Clark and the two Holy Knights, to lure cultivators to their exposed locations.

The Dark Priests' treachery was well-known; their increased strength after becoming zombies made their methods even more ruthless. The two Holy Knights had long abandoned any semblance of chivalry, resorting to ambushes like the Dark Priests.

True Martial Artists were relatively safe, operating in groups and suffering relatively few casualties from the zombie priests and knights' attacks. However, cultivators were typically independent sects, rarely interacting. Friendships like Song Yunzi and the Lazy Monk were practically nonexistent, meaning they were isolated and helpless against these two powerful adversaries.

Initially, when cultivators were attacked, other cultivators assumed it was revenge and instead of offering help, adopted a gloating, wait-and-see attitude.

This escalated the situation, ultimately exceeding Lanling's expectations.

It's no exaggeration to say that initially, the cultivators and martial artists were completely stunned.

Due to the discovery of the Tianfo Mountain ancient temple ruins, many cultivators and martial artists near Qinglong City had traveled from afar, resulting in a relatively small number of them. Of these groups of cultivators, at least four or five were completely annihilated.

Some cultivators, in particular, were arrogant and had always lived deep in the mountains, possessing very little knowledge of the outside world. When the Dark Priests and Holy Knights attacked them, they couldn't even identify their opponents. With almost no practical combat experience, the cultivators were unable to unleash their usual training levels under the unfamiliar and bizarre attacks of the Dark Priests and Holy Knights, allowing Mora and his group to take advantage of the situation. Even though, in the end, everyone except Mora was killed by the cultivators led by Su Jianghe, they died a worthy death.

Su Jianghe was extremely shocked after confirming that his opponents were Holy Knights of the Holy Light of the Western Continent and Dark Priests of the Dark Church.

These two millennia-old enemies had actually joined forces, launching a frenzied attack on cultivators and martial artists in the Eastern Continent. No matter how hard Su Jianghe tried, he couldn't understand why.

The painful reality ignited the cultivators' anger, and they finally realized the gravity of the situation. Under Song Yunzi's persuasion, cultivators and martial artists cooperated again. They believed this was a premeditated and insidious plan by cultivators from the Western Continent, aimed at expanding their influence into the Eastern Continent.

The issue was no longer a conflict between individual cultivators, but a conflict between the Western and Eastern Continents. As members of the Eastern Continent's cultivator community, these cultivators had developed a sense of patriotism, vowing to fight the Dark Church and the Holy See of Light to the bitter end, completely annihilating those two restless and ambitious groups.

Unlike those isolated cultivators, Su Jianghe, always immersed in society, was well-informed about the outside world. After discussing with other high-ranking members of the True Martial Clan, although they felt something was amiss, the bloody facts were undeniable. If they didn't step forward, they would be even more despised by the cultivators who already looked down on them.

Finally, after several meetings between the True Martial Clan and the cultivators, both sides sent elite personnel. The True Martial Clan used their influence to obtain credentials for the cultivators, who then came to the Western Continent as an inspection team.

Many years ago, the True Martial Clan had cooperated with the Holy Court of Light to exterminate the vampire clan, so the two sides had some connection. However, since several hundred years had passed, they had long lost contact with each other as they developed on their respective continents.

When he arrived, Su Jianghe had already made plans. Things were too suspicious; if there were hidden secrets, acting rashly could lead to uncontrollable consequences, potentially harming innocent civilians. He should first find the people from the Holy See of Light and make contact. If it was as they suspected, then blood would be the only recourse.

At the Xilar Hotel, the British branch of the Juliet family chain of hotels,

Su Jianghe stood before the huge floor-to-ceiling window, silently gazing outside, his handsome face filled with worry.

The Holy See of Light had many followers in the Western Continent. He had initially thought he could easily contact the church's personnel, but now it seemed he had been too optimistic.

The True Martial Artists had only found peripheral personnel in the churches belonging to the Holy See; they couldn't reach the core members. Moreover, these church personnel seemed to be under some kind of order, refusing to speak no matter how they were questioned, their expressions like heroes facing torture, leaving Su Jianghe at a loss.

Su Jianghe had no idea that an invisible castle floated not far from his window, and Lanling was standing inside the castle, watching Su Jianghe appear in the crystal ball.

"The string is already taut... the slightest movement might cause it to snap completely..."

Lanling muttered to himself.

"Master, what should we do?"

Fatty Dragon asked anxiously, eager to be sent on a mission by Lanling, otherwise he'd be bullied to death by Fox sooner or later.

"Juliet said that True Warriors go to the Holy See's church, is that right?"

Lanling asked.

"Yes, Master,"

Fatty Dragon replied.

"Go. Arrest the officials who have been questioned, impersonate True Warriors to coerce and bribe them, then let them escape on their own,"

Lanling instructed. His plan had changed somewhat. Whether influenced by Qiu Yan or due to his own circumstances, his mindset had suddenly shifted. Originally, he wanted to create chaos in the world, leaving behind a mess, and ultimately escape Jiang Chen's control during the chaos. But now, he wanted to leave a sliver of hope within the existing mess.

"Yes, I'll go right away, don't worry,"

Fatty Dragon answered readily, then turned and left.

Lanling waved, and Tu Yao and Juliet hurried to Lanling's side.

Lanling asked, "Where's Qiu Yan?"

"Miss Qiu Yan is with Fox,"

Tu Yao replied.

Lanling nodded and said, "Juliet, tonight, find an opportunity to search for lone True Martial Artists and Cultivators in the hotel, injure them, and make them simultaneously suffer damage from the unique energies of the Dark Church and the Holy Light. Find the weak ones; protecting yourselves is the most important thing, otherwise you'll mess things up."

Tu Yao and Juliet were stunned, and a look of surprise appeared in their eyes at the same time. Was their master concerned about them?

Juliet, in particular, felt flattered. You see, she was a corpse slave of Beatrice, two levels below Lanling, and her status was even lower than Tu Yao's.

Lanling smiled faintly and said, "If anything happens to you, Qiuyan will be sad. She's already familiar with all of you, hasn't she?"

Tuyao and Juliet's hearts sank, their eyes inevitably dimming. They nodded and said, "Yes, Master."

As they reached the door, Lanling suddenly said, "I've gotten used to having you all..."

Tuyao and Juliet felt their spirits lift, exchanged a smile, glanced back happily, and quickly left.

Lanling touched his nose and said, "What's wrong with me? Heh..."

Little did he know that the wondrous effects of the demon god's bones in the Divine Tomb Cauldron were not only granting him magical abilities but also subtly changing his body. He was no longer a simple zombie but was gradually transforming into... a demon god!

"Teacher, what are you doing? Isn't this dress pretty? I think the style is too complicated, what do you think?"

Qiuyan, wearing a gorgeous evening gown, showed it to Lanling. Women dress to please themselves, and this was certainly true.

Lanling smiled and said, "You look beautiful in anything."

Qiu Yan felt sweet inside, but said with dissatisfaction, "Teacher, you're clearly just placating me."

Lanling hugged Qiu Yan and said softly, "How could I placate you? I'm telling the truth... especially after I've 'nourished' you, you're even more radiant."

Qiu Yan blushed and said coquettishly, "Bad teacher, so smooth-talking." "

I'm so envious..."

Hu'er and Meiniang walked into the room and said sourly.

Qiu Yan turned to look at them and said, "Come on, let's all go together, I don't mind."

"Are you really not afraid? I wouldn't dare. If you get jealous and angry, Teacher Lanling will never forgive us,"

Hu'er laughed.

Qiu Yan teased, "Come on, call me 'Big Sister,' and I'll let you enjoy a hug."

Fox chuckled, walked to Qiu Yan's side, grabbed her small hand, and sweetly called out, "Big Sister Maggot!"

Qiu Yan meant it as a joke, but she didn't expect Fox to actually say it. Fox was fine, but Qiu Yan's face turned red first.

Could it be that Fox and the others really had feelings for Teacher Lanling? Qiu Yan wondered. This thought immediately triggered a series of uncontrollable thoughts. Qiu Yan looked at the charming Fox and the alluring Meiniang, pondering what she would do if it were true.

In this world, while monogamy was valued, there was no law against bigamy. Many high-ranking officials and nobles had multiple wives and concubines, and this was even considered a sign of power. Being able to gain the affections of multiple women and provide them with happy lives was a mark of competence.

To be honest, Qiu Yan couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. What woman would willingly share her beloved man with others?

But then she thought, what if Lanling really fell for Hu'er and the others one day? What would she do? Cry and make a scene? Or accept it with equanimity?

Sigh… she'd deal with that day later. They were all vampires now, possessing endless life. Qiu Yan was genuinely worried. In the long years to come, would Lanling get tired of facing only her? Would he still love her as much as he did now?

If Lanling ever developed feelings for another woman, Qiu Yan would rather it be Hu'er and the others. At least they got along well and had a close relationship. If Lanling found a selfish and scheming woman in the future, just thinking about it made Qiu Yan feel heartbroken and exhausted.

"Regret it now?"

Hu'er said with a sly smile.

Qiu Yan came back to her senses and secretly mocked herself: Was it too early to start thinking about these things now? Let nature take its course. If they really did fall for Lanling, it wouldn't be bad for him to keep them all by his side. These past few days, Qiu Yan has been living a carefree life in the castle, whispering intimately with Lan Ling every day and laughing and playing with Hu'er and the others. This kind of life has brought Qiu Yan unprecedented joy. If it could always be like this, living together in this castle far removed from the world wouldn't be bad.

"Who said I regretted it? Teacher, give them a hug, tsk, I won't be stingy,"

Qiu Yan said generously.

As soon as she finished speaking, Hu'er snuggled into Lan Ling's arms. These past few days, she had endured the estrangement from Lan Ling, and the feeling was unbearably bitter. Now that Qiu Yan had given her permission, whether she was sincere or joking, she wanted to enjoy her master's long-awaited warm embrace first.

"Master, Hu'er missed you so much..."

Fox nestled into Lanling's embrace, her watery eyes gazing at him, conveying her longing through her consciousness.

Lanling smiled slightly, replying in her mind, "Don't rush, the happy life is yet to come."

Fox didn't dare linger in Lanling's embrace, letting go after a brief hug, then laughed, "No wonder Qiuyan likes being held by Teacher Lanling so much, this embrace is so warm. Meiniang, do you want to try it too?"

Meiniang's pure yin had already been obtained by Lanling, and she had long since fallen head over heels in love with him. These past few days, her feelings hadn't been much better than Fox's. Now that she had this opportunity, it would be foolish not to make amends.

"Big Sister, thank you,"

Meiniang said with a smile as she left Lanling's embrace.

Mei Niang appeared to be older, a typical mature woman. Her calling her "elder sister" made Qiu Yan blush, but she feigned generosity, saying, "If you call me that every day, I'll consider sharing my embrace with you..."

"Elder sister, elder sister..."

Hu'er called out repeatedly, and Qiu Yan and the others burst into laughter.

Seeing their harmonious interaction, Lan Ling felt a surge of joy and a sense of attachment to this life. This attachment immediately stirred his worries. Before, he was alone, carefree and unburdened, daring to face and challenge everything. But now, with these people, this life felt like a burden, a burden that suddenly weighed heavily on Lan Ling's shoulders. Taking advantage of

Qiu Yan, Hu'er, and Mei Niang's playful antics, Lan Ling quietly left the room.

In a room at the corner of the corridor, which was originally Bird's laboratory, there was a secret hidden room. Later, Lanling ordered Tuyao to throw away all the disgusting experimental equipment inside, turning it into Yasi's private secret room to avoid being disturbed while grinding the demon god's skeleton.

Lanling opened the hidden door with ease and entered the secret room. Inside, Yasi and Lingxue were diligently grinding a piece of demon god's skeleton.

This was a piece of skeleton that Lanling had found in one of the divine tombs in the Divine Tomb Cauldron. Since it was not yet finished, even he did not know which of the twelve Heavenly Demon Gods the skeleton belonged to.

With Lingxue's help, and having already succeeded once, Yasi's technique was much more skillful, and her speed was much faster.

"How is it going?"

Lanling asked.

"Master, it should be finished by tomorrow morning at the latest,"

Yasi said, wiping the sweat from her forehead. If she didn't have to consider Qiuyan's presence and not be able to leave alone for too long, lest Qiuyan find out and come looking for her, the progress would be twice as fast.

"You don't need to hide like this tomorrow. You can say it's your interest,"

Lanling said with a smile.

"Yeah, maybe it'll even pique Qiuyan's curiosity. If she joins, we'll be much faster,"

Lingxue said.

Lanling nodded and said, "Okay, let's do it that way."

Night fell.

Through the defensive layer of the castle's magic array, thick, dark clouds could be clearly seen spreading rapidly. The previously brilliant starlight was now blurry, about to be completely obscured.

Lanling gazed at the approaching clouds, his heart trembling. Demonic energy! An immensely powerful demonic energy!

According to the agreement, Dijiang shouldn't be appearing before him now, but this demonic energy clearly possessed an extremely powerful being, seemingly Dijiang himself. Such a powerful demonic energy suddenly appearing in the Western Continent made Lanling's expression turn grave.

"Finally found me..."

Fox suddenly appeared behind Lanling, looking at the thick clouds of demonic energy gathering in the distance and said calmly.

Lanling suddenly realized that it wasn't surprising that the Demon Alliance had discovered the Heavenly Demon after such a long search.

"Dijiang...have you come?"

It seemed the Twelve Heavenly Demon Gods could finally be assembled...

A strong fighting spirit surged within Lanling. He was about to face a powerful opponent he had once feared. Lanling was filled with trepidation and anticipation. No matter what, this day would come sooner or later. With his cunning and the Demon God's Fang he had obtained, could he achieve victory?

Please read the trailer for "The Toothless Zombie" Episode 10. To defeat Dijiang, Lanling devised a plan to incite conflict between the Demon Alliance and the cultivators of the Eastern Continent! When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. Lanling not only gained the upper hand but also discovered another astonishing story about the Divine Tomb Cauldron!

Jiang Chen's millennia-long scheme was all for one person! However, despite his meticulous calculations, he hadn't foreseen that the seemingly insignificant Toothless Zombie would become the sole flaw in his plan! In the final showdown between the Zombie King and the Toothless Zombie, could Lanling once again turn the tide and win the hearts of all the women?

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