Ruin Wielder-Chapter 10: The Demon Prince. (3/3)
"Teacher, the journey of a physical cultivator is painful," Liyun said while following his uncle Wu with the staff in his hand.
Wu Sang was running for his life, his ass was bare as he got smacked by the heavenly dog-beating staff, and his clothes on his ass ripped off.
" P..." As soon as Wu Sang wanted to say something, nothing came out of his mouth, as he was in so much pain, only tears were flowing from his eyes.
As Wu Sang ran, he saw there was no other way in front of him anymore because a gigantic house was blocking his way. As a Gold Level Physical Cultivator, he doesn’t fear stone walls.
He jumped and broke the wall, trying to get past it by breaking it, but it was a house reserved for the Fen Empire envoy.
As soon as he entered, he saw a man seated in a chair, naked and rubbing his dick. Although he was astonished, he didn’t care about that. He wanted to run, but the guards of the Fen Empire were not so easy to beat.
As the Fen Empire and Tang Empire don’t get along well, they sent some good guards to protect the envoys.
As Wu Sang broke the room’s wall in the house as he was going straight, he felt something powerful coming towards his face.
*BANG*
A punch landed on Wu Sang’s face, and he flew backwards, and as his ass was bare, there was a naked man with an erect dick, which was greased with an unknown substance.
The ass automatically flew towards the dick, the envoy with the greased machine, who was not a cultivator, saw the whole thing in slow motion.
Envoy was enjoying himself while rubbing his dick, as he was not a cultivator and didn’t have an aptitude for it, but he was a genius who helped the Fen Emperor with foreign delegations.
Wu Sang’s bare ass slammed onto the envoy’s greasy lap, smashing his oiled-up "royal staff" flat. The impact made a wet, nasty squelch that echoed through the room.
"Aaaaah~~."
"Aaaaah!!"
The envoy’s eyes rolled back with a moan, while Wu Sang screamed in pure horror, his glowing ass now smeared with slick lotion. To anyone watching, it looked a hell of a lot worse than what actually happened.
Liyun, who was about to enter the hole left behind by the Wu Sang, stopped himself after hearing such sounds.
Blinking his eyes at the spectacle himself, he was also bewildered and amazed.
He slowly floated backward with practiced ease, demonstrating his mastery of flight. From a young age, he had perfected the art of soaring through the air. In fact, as a baby, he would sometimes fly even while sleeping, effortlessly drinking milk from the breast while hovering mid-air.
Imagine a scene where a baby floated effortlessly in the air, his small lips latched onto a titty, which was tilted upwards. The serene scene defied gravity, with the infant hovering delicately as he sucked.
After coming down backwards, he put the staff inside his ring once again and brushed off any dust that was on his pristine white clothes.
Then he looked around and saw the damage he had done, the whole marketplace was destroyed, and several rows of shops were trying to gather whatever was left.
His guards and maids finally caught up at that time, Liyun, seeing them, nodded his head.
"Prince, you can’t run off like that without us." A maid said while touching Liyun to check if he was injured.
Two guards came from Wu Sang’s place, and seeing the prince, they gritted their teeth, as they didn’t have such a position to ask a prince directly anything.
"I am fine, you two, your master is in this building." Liyun pointed at the gaping hole, then walked towards the market where the destruction took place.
"Hello, everyone." Liyun walked towards the crying shopkeeper and flew up.
Seeing the tiny prince, who has pink hair and eyes, accompanied by numerous guards and maids, the shopkeeper turned their gaze toward him.
"We were training, and my teacher suddenly ran off. His name is Wu Sang, he caused such a ruckus. I am very sorry about that. I’ll compensate you, although not much, but I’ll give every shopkeeper 500 gold coins," Liyun said, then flew towards his carriage slowly.
"Hail, Youngest Prince."
"Whoa!! The Prince is generous.
"An ideal student who pays for his master’s mistake is nothing but an idol for us commoners."
"A True Prince"
"A Baby Angel in Disguise"
Liyun’s popularity that day went through the roof as he donated almost 25,000 gold coins that day.
There were peasants who were making alliances and plans to support the youngest and kindest prince when the opportunity arose and make him the crown prince and eventually the emperor.
Inside the Fen Empire guest house.
"Did you just...?" Wu Sang asked, horrified, because he could feel the hot glue.
"Sorry, I was almost finished when you came in and couldn’t control myself." The envoy looked guilty, he has felt this good for the first time in his life.
"Fuck, fuck that demon prince, motherfucker." Wu Sang was angry, he tried to get up, but he was too deep, and moving was making his ass so painful that he cried without any tears.
"Don’t move." The envoy panicked as the person on his lap was moving, he felt his dick getting hard again.
"Shut up," Wu Sang said, as he was certain this commoner didn’t know any better. He was a general.
After getting beaten by Liyun, his ass was already fat like pumpkins, now the glue-type thingy clutching his whole ass was making him uncomfortable, so he was moving to get free.
*Splurt!!* *Splurt!!* *Splurt!*
"Did you just? Again?" Wu Sang, gritting his teeth in anger, asked.
"I told you not to move," the envoy said, his voice carrying the ethereal grace of one who soars above the clouds, detached from mortal desires, euphoric, and unbound.
Liyun, on the other hand, returned to his courtyard inside the palace, beggars were behaving strangely as he was entering the palace.
Liyun didn’t mind, he went straight inside and relaxed, seating himself on his rocking chair.
"That teacher is weak," Liyun muttered. As he is from Earth, he knows how dangerous this world is. The novels, although they were very fun to read on earth, now that he’s here, are not fun anymore, he needs to be cautious and merciless.
"My Master, May I come in?" A gentle voice sounded, Liyun saw it was Xin Wei, his manager and butler, standing just outside his courtyard door.
"Uncle Wei, of course, come in," Liyun said happily, as Xin Wei always supports him even if he has to defy the emperor.
"How was your training?" Xin Wei asked as he picked up Liyun’s shoes from the ground, which were scattered around.
"It was not that good. That uncle is not that good," Liyun said as he rocked on the chair.
"I know, he’s on the same level as you. How could he teach you? I told the emperor that, but he sent you anyway. I guess it was his way of doing things." Xin Wei, saying this, sat in front of Liyun while bending his knee and smiled, in his eyes, Liyun was the little prince of her mistress, whom he couldn’t protect.
"Want to learn from me?" Xin Wei asked smilingly.
