120: A max-level character is crushing a newbie; the God Child's last shred of dignity has crumbled!

Su Chen's body stiffened after hearing this.

[Holy crap! This Crazy Woman really was pretending to sleep! What a devious schemer!]

"And the way you were crawling out like a maggot just now was truly adorable."

Ye Linghan's fingers left his lips and slid down his neck, the coldness of her fingertips triggering waves of shivers.

"This seat was thinking, for such a disobedient little thing, should I break your legs and chain you to the bed so you'll stay by my side obediently?"

Her tone was very gentle.

So gentle it was like whispering in a lover's ear, discussing tomorrow's breakfast.

But Su Chen had no doubt that she would absolutely do it!

"Wait, wait, wait! Let's talk this out!"

Su Chen's survival instinct surged, and he instantly caved, raising his hands high above his head in a standard surrender pose.

"I won't run anymore, okay? I won't fix that whatever-Formation either. Anyway, the Su Family has plenty of Old Ancestors; if it blows up, it blows up, it has nothing to do with me!"

A wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him; a real man knows when to yield and when to stand tall!

To keep being stubborn now would be like carrying a lantern in a latrine—looking for death!

Seeing his instant submission, the hostility in Ye Linghan's eyes faded slightly, replaced by a more intense, almost tangible predatory desire.

The frustration of being suppressed by those two True Immortals, Spring Flower Autumn Moon, found a perfect outlet at this moment.

She indeed could not defeat those two maidservants.

And with her current strength, she truly was unworthy of Su Chen's mysterious background.

But so what?

As long as she cooked the rice first, turning this man into hers from the inside out and marking him with Ye Linghan's exclusive brand.

By then, even if more powerful Immortals descended to the mortal realm, they would have to hold their noses and accept this marriage!

At this thought, Ye Linghan's gaze changed.

Those dark red phoenix eyes were like two clusters of burning demonic fire, and her breathing quickened slightly, as if she wanted to completely incinerate and devour the man beneath her.

"Not running anymore?" she asked in a low voice.

"Not running, I wouldn't run even if you killed me!" Su Chen shook his head like a rattle-drum.

"Since you're not running, let's do some... proper business."

The corners of Ye Linghan's mouth curved into an incredibly wicked arc.

She slowly leaned down, the distance between them compressed to the limit as their breaths intertwined.

Alarm bells blared in Su Chen's mind, nearly shattering his skull.

"Wha... what proper business? It's the dead of night; how about we talk about poetry, songs, and the philosophy of life?"

He shrank back desperately, wishing he could embed himself directly into the bed frame.

"Poetry and songs are too refined; this seat is a vulgar person."

Ye Linghan pressed one hand against his restless chest while the other domineeringly tilted his chin up.

"This seat only knows that a moment of a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

"And..."

She leaned close to Su Chen's ear, her voice filled with a captivating, demonic magic.

"This seat has thought it over; to prove my love is pure enough, the best way is to... give myself to you without reservation."

"And incidentally, give yourself to me as well."

[What kind of bandit logic is this?!]

[How have you survived this long with such reading comprehension skills?!]

Su Chen was breaking down internally, but he was still making a final struggle verbally.

"Um... Wifey, I think we're moving too fast. Feelings need to be nurtured. Look, we haven't even been together for a week..."

"The process?"

Ye Linghan sneered, her gaze suddenly becoming sharp.

"What this seat wants has never been the process!"

"It's the result!"

Before she finished speaking, she gave Su Chen no chance to speak again and suddenly lowered her head!

Coldness was the first sensation.

Following that was an unreasonable crushing and invasion.

"Mmph!!!"

Su Chen's eyes widened, and his brain was instantly sucked into a vacuum.

This wasn't a kiss at all!

This was a one-sided war to declare ownership!

Her lips were cold and soft, yet with an irresistible dominance and madness, they pried open his teeth, haphazardly conquering his mouth with a ferocity that seemed intent on sucking out his very Soul.

A hint of rusty sweetness spread between their teeth.

Su Chen instinctively tried to push her away, but as soon as his hands touched her shoulders, they were pinned above his head by an even more powerful force of Demonic Path Laws.

Suppressed with a single hand!

At this moment, he sadly remembered.

Even if the woman before him was a Fallen Immortal who had been weakened countless times, and even if she had been intimidated by two True Immortal maidservants...

But on this Divine Son Peak, on this bed...

Dealing with a mere "Saint Realm" salted fish like him was still like a max-level account in a newbie village, bullying a BOSS like a little chick!

This was the chasm of strength!

This was the sorrow of being powerless!

[I, Su Chen, a dignified transmigrator, the Son of Destiny with a System!]

[My pure and flawless salted fish life is actually being forcibly defiled by a Crazy Woman today?!]

[Is there no Law? Is there no justice?!]

[System! Help! This plot direction is all wrong!]

However, the System did not respond.

Only the increasingly intense smell of blood and strange fragrance between his lips and teeth told him ruthlessly...

That all of this was an incredibly real reality.