Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 488 - 427: Only Your Highness Is Worthy of Bearing My Child
Yun Qi frowned and said coldly, "I’ll go find him and make him hand over the Decree!"
Sang Luo shook her head. "He won’t give it to you."
Ye Wushuang wanted to make a deal with her; there was no way he would hand over the Decree so easily. And she would absolutely never bear his child!
"Then I’ll just kill him."
Sang Luo raised an eyebrow and smiled at the young man, reaching out to tilt his chin up. "Where did the gentle little fox I raised go? Are you showing your true colors now? Not even pretending anymore?"
"...Princess, I was never a good person to begin with." Yun Qi took her hand and pressed it against his cheek. He had no idea how much blood was on his hands, but for her, he had always kept his claws retracted.
Sang Luo sighed softly. "I know you want to help me, but don’t be reckless. I don’t want to drag you into this just to have you sacrificed for nothing. That would be a true loss."
Both Yun Qi and Ye Wushuang were in the Divine Venerable Realm, but Yun Qi was still too young. He had only just entered the realm, and he wouldn’t have the upper hand if they fought. Sang Luo didn’t want to see him get hurt.
"But Princess, your body..."
"Don’t worry. This life-binding curse only restricts my movements; it has no other effect on me. If Ye Wushuang wants to take a bite out of me, he’d better see if his teeth are hard enough!" Sang Luo’s eyes glinted with a deep, cold light.
Yun Qi lowered his head, pursed his lips, and calmed down. The most common rumors he had heard about the Pavilion Master of Yeque Pavilion were that his whereabouts were unpredictable and his identity was a mystery. No one knew his true face, nor did they know his origins.
A person like that was extremely meticulous and cunning. The man Yun Qi had met the last few times might not have been his true body—it was most likely just a Split Soul.
Even if he wanted to kill Ye Wushuang, he had to find his real body first. Being too hasty would only alert the enemy.
...
In Nanzhou City, the night market was bustling, its brilliant lights creating a dazzling and intoxicating scene of prosperity.
In the most conspicuous spot in the city stood a tower that soared into the clouds. It was like a colossal beast, dozens of zhang tall, with layers upon layers of upturned eaves and interlocking brackets. From a distance, its peak seemed to touch the heavens, a magnificent and spectacular sight.
This was the source of Nanzhou City’s prosperity.
The headquarters of the mysterious organization Yeque Pavilion, whose wealth could rival a nation’s, was located here. It was a massive black market operating in the open, selling all kinds of rare and exotic treasures. There was nothing they wouldn’t dare to sell, only things you wouldn’t dare to buy.
A breeze rustled the bells on the eaves, and the night air was slightly cool. A slender and graceful figure appeared before the tower, drawing the gazes of countless Beastmen on the road. The young, single males, in particular, stared with wide eyes, their legs seemingly rooted to the spot at the sight of such a beautiful and noble female.
"Princess of the Red Fox Clan, are you here to see the Pavilion Master?" a man in servant’s attire asked as he stepped forward to greet her.
All the attendants in the pavilion wore masks that concealed their faces. Sang Luo recognized his voice; he was the guide who had received her last time. His name seemed to be Ye Pu.
"I’ll have to trouble you again. Could you take me to see the Pavilion Master?"
"It is my honor that the Princess still remembers me. I will go and announce your arrival at once."
A short while later, Ye Pu returned, looking apologetic. "My apologies, Princess. Tonight is a bit inconvenient. The Pavilion Master has already retired for the evening. Perhaps you could come back tomorrow? I can arrange accommodations for you."
"That won’t be necessary." Sang Luo glanced at the tightly shut doors, a smile on her face that didn’t reach her eyes. "The Pavilion Master certainly lacks sincerity, inviting me here only to refuse to see me. No matter. The Red Fox Clan has businesses in this city, so finding a place to stay is hardly a difficult task. I will pay my respects again tomorrow."
Ye Pu also looked embarrassed, unsure of what to say.
Sang Luo didn’t make things difficult for them and simply turned and left.
Someone was secretly following her.
Only after they saw her enter an inn that wasn’t yet full, pay a deposit, and take a key to her room to rest did the followers quietly depart.
But they didn’t know that the person they were following was merely a Clone. The real Sang Luo had already used the chaos to slip away unnoticed and infiltrate the tower.
A few wall lamps hung in the long corridor, barely illuminating the path.
It had been too dark the last time she was here for her to notice, but now she saw that the stone walls were carved with many patterns and designs.
She couldn’t quite make out what the patterns depicted, but they gave off a very strange feeling.
After studying the patterns for a while, she realized they were some kind of script. But these characters were neither from the Beast World’s language nor any ancient text she knew. They were also different from the writing in the few Demon Clan codices she had idly flipped through in the past...
’What clan’s writing is this?’
...
Inside a magnificent hall, Ye Wushuang lay on a bed, his chest exposed and disheveled. His powerful, sensual physique was enough to make one’s blood boil. In his arms, he held a beautiful, scantily clad female. Her waist was slender enough to be encircled by a single hand, and several red marks dotted her delicate skin.
The air was thick with the languid scent of lovemaking’s aftermath.
"Master~ Please don’t take pity on this servant~ I want more!" The beauty’s peach-like face was flushed with shyness as she gazed adoringly at the handsome and powerful man before her. ’It feels as if a fire inside me is about to explode!’
Ye Wushuang gave a wicked smile and pinched her delicate chin. His hazy, lust-filled eyes seemed to look right through her, as if at another, more tempting prey. "...Beg me!"
"Sob~ I want you, Master! I want to serve you!"
The beauty twisted her serpentine waist and coiled around the man, wanting to experience that ecstasy with him one more time.
Suddenly, Ye Wushuang’s long eyes narrowed. He raised a hand and clamped it around the woman’s neck. Thinking it was some new kind of game, she trembled with excitement. But in the next second, with a sickening KRAK, her head twisted to an unnatural angle. Her lifeless body was then casually tossed to the floor.
Ye Wushuang used a handkerchief to wipe his hand, straightened his disheveled clothes slightly, and smiled at the lovely figure that had just appeared before him.
"The Princess honors me with her presence. I have been remiss in my welcome."
"...It seems I’ve interrupted the Pavilion Master’s fun." Sang Luo glanced at the female corpse on the floor, her eyes turning cold. "It’s such a pity to kill a beauty of her caliber. I thought you were some kind of gentleman, but it turns out you’re just another cold-blooded bastard who pulls up his pants and forgets the passion of the moment."
Her voice dripped with scorn!
"For the Princess to come is the greatest fortune Ye could wish for. Naturally, I must clean house to welcome such an esteemed guest." Ye Wushuang casually scattered some unknown powder, and the corpse instantly dissolved and vanished.
"...I heard the Pavilion Master has been searching for many beautiful young females recently. Don’t you want me to bear your child? It seems I’m not your only target."
"They are merely lowly female slaves for satisfying lust and finding pleasure. How could they possibly compare to the Princess?" Ye Wushuang stared at Sang Luo with a playful expression, descending the steps one by one with a flippant, casual air.
Sang Luo did not move.
He reached out and hooked a finger under her chin. "Only the Princess is worthy of bearing my heir!"
’I’m so disgusted I could throw up.’ Sang Luo’s expression, however, remained impassive. "If I bear you a child, you will give me the Decree."
"A gentleman’s word is his bond."
’...’ ’How does such a vile villain have the audacity to call himself a gentleman?’
The corner of Sang Luo’s lips twitched into a bewitching smile. Her long, slender, pale fingers slowly traced a path up his firm, full chest. "But one can’t get pregnant by doing it with a Clone."
"Rest assured, Princess. This is my true body. I will definitely let you feel the soul-stealing ecstasy of union!" His eyes lit up, revealing an intense, raw lust!
