117: Luo Ximei's game

Myriad Demon Palace.

At the deepest part of the grand hall was a massive throne made entirely of dark-red material.

Two lifelike black Dragons coiled around the armrests of the throne, their Dragon heads facing outwards, their cold Dragon eyes looking down upon the entire hall below the steps, exuding a silent pressure.

"Revered Master, this will be your home from now on."

Luo Ximei's voice echoed through the hall.

"Not bad, it has some of my style from back then."

As he spoke, he walked towards that supreme throne.

However, as soon as he stepped onto the first stair, dark-red light suddenly burst forth from the cracks in the floor tiles.

A dark-red chain, composed entirely of Demonic Qi, shot out from it, and with a soft "click," it wrapped around his ankle.

Su Lin paused, then looked back.

He saw Luo Ximei standing in place, a sweet smile on her face, a small segment of a chain of the same material coiled around her fingertip, echoing the chain binding his ankle.

"Revered Master, that's not where you should be sitting right now, you know."

A bad premonition rose in Su Lin's Heart-Nature.

"This is the Myriad Demon Palace, and I am the Lord of Myriad Demons, so this Demonic Venerable Throne is naturally mine."

She slowly ascended the steps, walked past Su Lin, and finally sat down on the massive throne.

She crossed one leg, resting her chin on one hand, her dark-red palace dress sliding along the curves of her body, revealing a stretch of fair skin.

Su Lin looked at the chain binding him, feeling his Spiritual Qi being suppressed. "What kind of Demonic Technique is this?"

The chain on her fingertip gave a slight twitch, and the chain obediently loosened from his ankle, transforming into a red light that flowed upwards, gently wrapping around his waist, forming a loose but firm restraint.

Su Lin felt that this chain was entirely composed of Luo Ximei's own Spiritual Qi.

It didn't cause him any particular discomfort; on the contrary, it gave him a momentary sense of peace.

"This?"

Luo Ximei's voice carried a hint of nostalgia and a touch of boastfulness. "It's called [Crimson Bind]. Within this Myriad Demon Palace, the Law is written by me."

"Why do all of you like to restrain me like this?!"

"Hmm?" Luo Ximei noticed Su Lin's words. "Is there anyone else? Fourth Senior Sister?"

With just a thought, the chain wrapped around Su Lin's waist suddenly tightened.

A gentle yet irresistible force pulled him towards the throne.

Su Lin stumbled, pulled forward by that clever force, and finally stopped at the foot of the throne's steps, just inches away from Luo Ximei's jade feet, clad in dark-red soft boots.

This posture made him feel an indescribable humiliation.

He tried to push off the ground to stand up, but the chain around his waist seemed to have a will of its own, clinging tightly to his body, exerting a flexible force that held him firmly in place.

Above the throne, Luo Ximei looked down at him from her elevated position, a dangerous expression on her beautiful face.

"Revered Master, I haven't told you to get up yet."

She leaned forward slightly, a strand of dark-red hair falling down.

"Quickly tell Ximei, was it Fourth Senior Sister?"

Su Lin keenly sensed that after Luo Ximei's cultivation Breakthrough, her Heart-Nature seemed to have changed a bit.

To be precise, her Devilish Qi was even more intense; not only was her desire for control stronger, but her personality also became more assertive.

Su Lin could even directly feel the oppressive Devilish Qi she involuntarily exuded.

Her fingers gently tapped the armrest of the throne.

"Did she also tie you up with those annoying vines of hers? What else did she do to you?"

Su Lin remained silent, not because he didn't want to speak, but because he was truly speechless at the moment.

"It seems Revered Master doesn't intend to confess voluntarily."

Luo Ximei's smile grew even brighter on her face.

She sat on the throne, gently swaying her ankle, her jade feet, encased in dark-red soft boots, tracing an elegant line before Su Lin's eyes.

"Revered Master, have you forgotten? I am the Demonic Venerable."

Her voice was soft.

"A Demonic Venerable doesn't need to be reasonable, right?"

The moment her words fell.

A strange fluctuation came from the chain binding him.

It wasn't just a simple binding, but a special Devilish Qi mixed with numbness and heat, directly penetrating his clothes and accurately entering the meridians within his body.

Su Lin's body involuntarily tensed, and the Spiritual Qi that had just stabilized within him was stirred into a chaotic mess by this external Devilish Qi.

"It seems Revered Master's body hasn't fully adapted to my Qi yet."

Luo Ximei retracted her fair jade foot, but the playful expression on her face had not faded.

The [Crimson Bind] wrapped around Su Lin's waist instantly tightened, and an irresistible clever force came over him.

Su Lin only felt his center of gravity shift, and he stumbled a few steps uncontrollably, crashing into a soft embrace.

His nose was instantly filled with a strange, faint fragrance, and Luo Ximei's soft, laughing voice came from beside his ear.

"Revered Master, even if you're throwing yourself into my arms, you should pick the right occasion.

Or are you already so impatient?"

Before Su Lin could answer, Luo Ximei's arms, which were holding him, exerted a slight force, seemingly gently pushing him backward.

With a dull thud, his back heavily pressed against the cold base of the throne, leaving him no room to retreat.

She released her embrace, creating a step's distance between them, but the chain moved again.

The chain split into two streams of Spiritual Qi, securing Su Lin.

He was fixed to the throne.

"Since Revered Master isn't willing to speak, then let's play a game."

Luo Ximei's face once again wore a sweet smile.

From her storage Magical Artifact, she took out a small, bone-crafted dice.

"I ask, you answer. If you answer correctly, there's no reward.

But if you answer incorrectly, or remain silent..."

She shook the dice in front of Su Lin.

"Ximei will roll the dice once.

Whatever the number, you'll have to endure that many caresses."

"Guess, besides binding people, what other uses does this [Crimson Bind] have?"

Luo Ximei's lips curved into a mischievous smile.

Su Lin did not speak.

"Oh dear, it seems Revered Master has chosen the most unwise option."

Luo Ximei sighed dramatically, then let go of her hand.

"I'll tell you a secret, this Crimson Bind actually has many other uses."

The bone dice was thrown, rolled a few times on the ground, and finally stopped.

The top face showed a blood-red "Four."

"Four times."

Luo Ximei's lips curved into a beautiful shape, and she lightly snapped her fingers.

The dark-red Devilish Qi on the chains binding Su Lin's wrists instantly lit up.

"Well then, the game begins."