131: Chapter 131 Rebellion Against the Heavenly Gang, High-Ranking Slaves

[Yu Rumeng's hand rested on Chu Sheng's forehead.]

[Her fingertips were icy cold, like a snake.]

[A majestic Divine Soul power gushed from her palm, pouring into his glabella.]

[Chu Sheng's whole body shook; he felt as if someone had stuffed a ball of fire into his brain.]

[Under the impact of this power, the resentment left by the Netherworld Ancestor surged violently, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, crazily biting at his Divine Soul.]

[Pain.]

[It hurt so much that his whole body trembled, his nails dug into his palms, and blood dripped through his fingers.]

[The Old Grandfather in the ring suddenly became agitated, his voice urgent and angry: "Be careful! This woman is peeking at your memories!"]

[Chu Sheng's heart constricted. He wanted to resist, but found he couldn't even move a finger.]

[Yu Rumeng's Divine Soul power was like a large net, wrapping his consciousness tightly; every inch of his memory was turned over and laid out before her.]

[Those days in the Tianfeng Kingdom.]

[Qingshi Town, Luofeng Town, Jin Xiao City.]

[Li Zhiyi, Lin Wanqing, Xiao Huan, and those four recently born children.]

[Some secrets flashed by, so fast that even he almost didn't catch them.]

[But Yu Rumeng's finger paused slightly.]

[Chu Sheng's heart skipped a beat.]

[What did she see?]

[Fortunately, Yu Rumeng quickly withdrew her hand, and that Divine Soul power receded like a tide.]

[Chu Sheng gasped for air, his body soaked in cold sweat, his legs as soft as two noodles.]

[Yu Rumeng looked at him with a subtle expression.]

["A Human Race Cultivator, a Heavenly Demon Body, and... a heaven rank magic treasure?"]

[Her tone was flat, as if she were saying the weather was nice today.]

[Chu Sheng's heart raced, and his mind worked rapidly, trying to find an excuse to fool her.]

[Yu Rumeng smiled, a hint of nonchalance in her grin: "Don't worry, Big Sister isn't interested in your secrets. However—"]

Seeing this, Chu Sheng actually felt relieved.

As long as she didn't know about the simulator, it was fine.

As for the rest, what should be seen had been seen, and what shouldn't have been seen couldn't be hidden.

If this woman wanted to kill him, she would have done so already.

Being kept alive until now meant she had other plans.

He leaned back, crossed his legs, and waited to see the next act.

[Yu Rumeng's finger was still on Chu Sheng's forehead, not yet withdrawn.]

[She looked into his eyes and suddenly asked, "Are you practicing the Path of Desire?"]

[Chu Sheng nodded, bracing himself.]

[Yu Rumeng smiled, looking even more beautiful than before, her eyes curving like a crescent moon in the night sky.]

["What a coincidence, Big Sister also practices Desire."]

[The atmosphere in the hall changed instantly.]

[Fake Name's expression changed, and she took a step forward: "Sister!"]

[Yu Rumeng waved her hand without even looking at her, her tone as casual as if she were dismissing a kitten: "Linglong, you go out first. Big Sister wants to have a private chat with this little brother."]

[Fake Name gritted her teeth, her lips pressed into a line, and she stood still.]

[Yu Rumeng finally turned her head and glanced at her.]

[That look was very faint, like looking at an ignorant child.]

[Fake Name's whole body stiffened; she lowered her head and turned to leave.]

[The palace doors closed behind her with a dull thud.]

[Huang Gula was standing outside, peeking in to see the excitement, when he was grabbed by the arms by two guards.]

[One of them said expressionlessly, "Lord Huang Gula, please come have a drink."]

[Huang Gula struggled twice but couldn't break free, so he could only shout at the top of his lungs, "Brother! Take care!"]

[The voice grew further and further away.]

[Only Chu Sheng and Yu Rumeng were left in the hall.]

[Chu Sheng stood there, his mind still a bit dazed.]

[He was just resolving the resentment; how did it suddenly turn into this?]

[Yu Rumeng stood up.]

[She was half a head shorter than Chu Sheng, but her Aura pressed down on him, making it hard to breathe.]

[She walked up to him and looked up at him, so close that he could smell the delicate fragrance on her.]

[It wasn't the scent of flowers or fruit, but a deeper scent, like a campfire in the middle of the night, or the wind before a storm.]

["Do you know why Big Sister is helping you?"]

[Chu Sheng shook his head.]

[Most of the resentment in his mind had been stripped away, but the remaining fragments were like shards, making his head ache.]

[But he couldn't worry about that because Yu Rumeng's face was too close, close enough to see the curve of her eyelashes.]

[Yu Rumeng stood on her tiptoes, her lips approaching his ear.]

[Her breath brushed against his earlobe, warm and carrying a faint hint of sweetness.]

[Her voice was very soft, as if telling a secret.]

["Because Big Sister needs a... High-level Slave."]

[Chu Sheng was stunned.]

[Yu Rumeng straightened up and took a step back, a hint of exhaustion in her smile.]

[On that face, which was too beautiful to be real, something indefinable appeared for the first time.]

[It wasn't calculation, nor was it condescension, but a kind of... helplessness.]

["The higher a succubus's cultivation, the harder it is to find a suitable Dao Companion." She leaned against the couch, her fingers casually twirling a strand of hair, her tone as flat as if she were talking about someone else.]

["Ordinary men can't handle it, and the strong are disdainful. Big Sister has practiced for so many years, and those who can withstand it can be counted on one hand."]

[She looked at Chu Sheng, her gaze sweeping over him from top to bottom, then bottom to top.]

["You practice Desire, have a Heavenly Demon Body, and possess some strange treasures. Very good."]

[Chu Sheng silence for a long time.]

[The resentment in his mind was still acting up, hurting as if someone were using a saw on his head.]

[When Yu Rumeng's hand touched his forehead, that icy Divine Soul power poured in again, but this time it was much gentler, like a hand softly smoothing out wrinkles.]

[The pain gradually dissipated, and the resentment was stripped away bit by bit, vanishing into nothingness.]

[Chu Sheng looked up at Yu Rumeng.]

[Her eyes were very beautiful, not a cold beauty, but a bottomless beauty, like an ancient well with a calm surface but unknown depths.]

[He suddenly remembered what the Old Grandfather had said—this woman was ten times more dangerous than Fake Name.]

[But that was all.]

But the Chu Sheng outside the simulation didn't think so.

There's such a good thing?

He was a simulator player who had died several times already; why would he be afraid of this?

["Give it a try?" he said.]

[Yu Rumeng smiled.]

[She didn't answer, only reached out and gently hooked his collar.]

[The candlelight in the hall flickered and dimmed, then brightened again.]

[That night, Chu Sheng did not leave the hall.]

[Outside the hall, Fake Name stood under the corridor, her face ashen.]

[She stared at the tightly closed door, her lips pressed into a line, her fingers clenched until they turned white.]

[The moonlight shone on her face, reflecting a layer of frost.]

[In the distance, Huang Gula squatted in a corner, holding a wine jar, sighing with every gulp.]

[The guards had already left, but he didn't dare approach the hall, nor did he dare go too far, so he just squatted there, pretending he didn't exist.]

[He took one gulp of wine, then another, muttering to himself, "Brother... good luck to you..."]

[Inside the hall, the candlelight flickered.]

[Chu Sheng lay on the couch, staring at the dome above, his mind a complete blank.]

[Yu Rumeng leaned beside him, her breathing steady, like a satisfied cat.]

[The Old Grandfather's voice suddenly rang in his mind, weak but with a hint of schadenfreude: "Kid, you've been bedded."]

[Chu Sheng closed his eyes and pretended not to hear.]

[The Old Grandfather added: "But it's not a loss. A top-tier succubus—how many people would beg for this?"]

[Chu Sheng turned over and buried his face in the pillow.]

[The Old Grandfather finally went quiet.]

[Yu Rumeng's hand rested on his shoulder, her fingertips slightly cool.]

[Chu Sheng didn't move or speak.]

[After a long time, so long that he thought she had fallen asleep, she suddenly spoke: "Do you know why Big Sister chose you?"]

[Chu Sheng didn't answer.]

[Yu Rumeng continued, her voice very soft, like a dream: "Because there is something... very special about you. It's not the Heavenly Demon Body, nor those Magic Treasures. It's..."]

[She paused, seemingly thinking of how to phrase it, "It's that feeling that you just can't die."]

[Chu Sheng opened his eyes.]

[Yu Rumeng had already closed her eyes, her breathing steady, as if she were truly asleep.]

[Chu Sheng looked at her face and suddenly felt this woman wasn't so terrifying.]

[She was just a succubus trapped by her cultivation, looking for someone who could withstand her.]

[And he happened to be the one who could.]

[Outside the window, the moonlight was faint.]

[In this city hidden in the heart of the mountain, even the moonlight was stolen.]

[Chu Sheng closed his eyes, thinking that this trip to the Sea of Blood was worth it.]

[The Netherworld Ancestor's Legacy, the clue to the Dao Palace Arm, the death of the Arena Master, Fake Name's pursuit, Yu Rumeng's... anyway, it wasn't a loss.]

[He turned over and fell into a deep sleep.]