114: Sharing a bed! She-devil, don't come any closer!

The night grew deep.

At the peak of Divine Son Peak, in the palace that was usually dead silent, the air tonight was as tense as a drawn string.

Inside the master bedroom, the lights were brightly lit.

On a giant couch carved from a single piece of Ten-Thousand-Year Warm Jade, Su Chen lay spread-eagled, his body as stiff as a piece of air-dried wood, clinging to the outermost edge of the bed without any semblance of dignity.

Between him and the inner side of the bed lay a chasm a full three meters wide.

It was as if what lay there was not an alluring beauty who could captivate all living beings, but a man-eating Primordial Vicious Beast.

On the inner side of the bed, Ye Linghan, clad in a tattered black robe, lay with her jade-like body exposed, propping up her exquisite chin with one hand, watching his comical expression of facing death with great interest.

She did nothing.

She just watched quietly.

But the blatant aggressiveness in her strange phoenix eyes and that playful, mocking gaze made Su Chen more restless than any Sharp Weapon.

[I can't sleep, who could sleep like this?!]

[What does this Crazy Woman want? Just staring at me like that? Is this some new type of mental slow-slicing torture?]

[Big sister, just give me a quick end! You can even just knock me out! If this keeps up, I feel like my Dao Heart is about to collapse under your gaze!]

[If I had known this would be the outcome, why the hell did I bother with extortion in the Wasteland! I should have just fought it out with Wang Zhantian; even dying would have been more dignified!]

Su Chen roared frantically in his heart, trying to use this method to disperse the tension in his nearly snapping nerves.

He had even started drafting tonight's diary entry in his mind.

[Year X, Month X, Day X. The night is dark and the wind is high; my mood is darker than Wang Teng's future.]

[I, Su Chen, the Divine Son of the Everlasting Su Family, have today lost my precious freedom and the purity... of my bed.]

[I was forcibly escorted home by a prehistoric Demoness who just got out of prison and was forced to share a bed with her.]

[I now seriously suspect that I'm not some Protagonist of Destiny at all, but rather a tool in some Protagonist-Suffering Novel used to highlight the female lead's power.]

[My salted fish life... my elite bachelor lifestyle... my carefree happy times... farewell forever...]

Just as Su Chen's mind was about to ascend beyond the heavens to hold a grand self-memorial service...

Ye Linghan finally spoke.

"Little Husband, you seem to be... trembling?"

Her voice carried a hint of lazy teasing, sounding exceptionally clear in the silent bedroom.

"No! Who's trembling?!"

Su Chen's reaction was like being pricked by a needle in the butt; he suddenly sprang up from the bed, his neck held stiff and straight.

"I was just... just contemplating the ultimate Profound Truth of the birth and death of the Universe and the Reincarnation of the Great Dao! A crude person like you who only knows about fighting and killing wouldn't understand the Realm of a philosopher like me!"

He tried to use this ethereal manner to defend his shattered dignity.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Ye Linghan chuckled, her ink-like black hair cascading down as she slowly sat up.

That tattered Imperial Robe slid down her jade-carved shoulders, revealing a patch of snowy skin and exquisite collarbones that gleamed like ivory under the lamplight.

She moved.

Toward Su Chen, she crawled over inch by inch, silently, like the most elegant and deadly black cat.

"Then why don't you tell this seat, what were you thinking about?"

She came before Su Chen, the distance between their noses less than a foot.

That strange scent, a mix of orchid fragrance and the metallic smell of blood, overbearingly occupied his entire sense of smell, so thick it was suffocating.

"I..."

Looking at the strange and beautiful face so close to him, Su Chen's brain instantly froze, his CPU burning out directly.

What was he going to say just now?

His body fell backward, completely out of control.

However, just as Ye Linghan's red lips were about to touch his ear to prepare for an "in-depth discussion"...

A sudden change occurred!

"Buzz—"

An invisible yet vast and boundless mysterious power silently but irresistibly enveloped the entire Divine Son Peak.

This power did not disturb a single blade of grass or tree in the physical world.

It bypassed physical barriers and descended directly into the dimension of the Divine Soul!

The playful smile on Ye Linghan's face suddenly froze.

Her strange phoenix eyes narrowed instantly, and a cold gleam flashed deep within them.

"Who?!"

Her first reaction was that those old undying ones of the Su Family were still persistent and dared to launch a sneak attack while she was "retiring for the night."

But she soon realized something was wrong.

Although this power was as vast as a sea of mist, it did not contain a single shred of killing intent.

It was more like... an invitation.

An irresistible... Divine Soul summoning from a higher dimension.

She didn't even have time to react.

The scene before her began to distort and change violently; the bed, the palace, Su Chen's handsome face filled with shock... everything was rapidly fading and dissolving.

In the next instant, the surroundings turned into a boundless space of Chaos.

Ye Linghan found herself standing alone within this void.

And Su Chen was nowhere to be seen.

"Playing tricks!"

Ye Linghan gave a cold snort. Not only was there no trace of fear on her beautiful face, but a cruel sneer also curled on her lips.

"No matter who you are, since you have the guts to drag this seat into your dream, be prepared to... never be reborn!"

The Devilish Qi around her body boomed and exploded!

The terrifying pressure of the Great Sage Peak, mixed with a hint of Heavenly Immortal Law that stood above the Heavenly Dao, instantly swept through the entire space!

However, at this moment.

Two figures slowly coalesced within this Chaos.

It was Spring Flower and Autumn Moon.

They were still wearing those elegant pale yellow dresses and their cute double buns.

But the expressions on their faces no longer held any of the previous respect and docility.

In its place was an indifference.

A transcendence that looked down upon eternity and viewed gods and demons as mere dust.

Ye Linghan looked at these two little maids who had suddenly appeared without any change in their aura. She was first stunned, then an expression of extreme disdain appeared on her face.

"And here I was wondering who it was; it turns out to be two ants who don't know the meaning of death."

In her eyes, these two girls who hadn't even stepped into the Saint Realm didn't even require her to lift a hand; a single thought would be enough to cause their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

But Spring Flower and Autumn Moon were completely indifferent to her sky-high devilish might, which would have shattered the hearts and souls of ordinary Great Sages.

The two of them just watched her quietly, their eyes as calm as two ancient wells without a ripple.

Finally, Spring Flower slowly spoke.

Her voice was no longer crisp and pleasant.

Instead, it became ethereal and vast, every syllable carrying the divine sound of the Great Dao's harmony, resonating directly in the depths of Ye Linghan's Divine Soul.

"A mere little Mortal Immortal who has fallen into the mortal world."

"You are unworthy of our Your Highness."