230: Chapter 230 A Dilemma

Yu Rumeng sat cross-legged in the corner of the sixth floor, with that wisp of Inheritance of Wrath floating before her.

Black Devilish Qi surged in her palms like a compressed storm, occasionally sparking with streaks of scarlet lightning that struck the ground, leaving scorched marks.

She was refining it, but the progress was not smooth.

The Inheritance of Wrath was far more violent than she had imagined; that raw fury originating from the Heavenly Demon Ancestor was crazily assaulting her consciousness.

Like a primeval beast trapped for ten million years, it rampaged through her limbs and bones.

Chu Sheng stood quietly not far away, his gaze fixed tightly on her, his brows knitting closer together.

Yu Rumeng's complexion flickered between red and white, her breathing suddenly grew rapid, blue veins faintly bulged on her forehead, and her hands trembled uncontrollably.

The Devilish Qi of that Inheritance of Wrath had already begun to backfire, spreading from her palms up her arms to her shoulders and chest.

The scarlet lightning became increasingly dense, crackling in the air and exuding a terrifying ferocity.

Chu Sheng stepped forward without the slightest hesitation, raising his hand to press gently on her shoulder.

The Origin Devilish Qi of his Heavenly Demon Body surged from his palm, firmly grasping, forcibly suppressing, and slowly soothing the violent and restless Inheritance of Wrath, causing it to gradually return to stability.

Yu Rumeng suddenly opened her eyes, and within her clear pupils, Chu Sheng's face was clearly reflected.

Her gaze shifted from chaotic and blurred to clear, and then from clear to extreme shock.

She subconsciously blurted out: "You are also a Heavenly Demon Body?"

Chu Sheng nodded slightly and was just about to withdraw his palm when Yu Rumeng's body suddenly stiffened.

Her pupils contracted violently, then slowly dilated, and a highly abnormal flush rose on her face, spreading from her neck all the way to her earlobes.

The Inheritance of Wrath circulated crazily within her, but what it catalyzed was not towering fury, but another, more primitive palpitation.

Succubi are naturally perfectly compatible with the Path of Desire, like a fish encountering living water, or fire meeting a strong wind.

The Heavenly Demon Body, as the Bloodline of the ancestor of all demons, is the purest Origin power of the Demon Race, possessing an inherent, fatal attraction to all demons in the world.

And for Yu Rumeng, who is a succubus, her reaction to this attraction was intense to the extreme.

Chu Sheng instantly sensed that the atmosphere was wrong and wanted to withdraw his palm, but Yu Rumeng had already grabbed his wrist tightly with a backhand grip.

Aided by her Palace Building stage cultivation and the boost from the Inheritance of Wrath, her strength surged several times over.

Chu Sheng struggled slightly but failed to break free even a little.

He hurriedly spoke to soothe her: "Calm down, let's talk this through—"

But Yu Rumeng did not give him a chance to continue speaking.

She slowly stood up and kissed him straight away.

It was not a gentle, testing touch, but a deep kiss wrapped in fury and carrying an irresistible, domineering force.

Her lips were as scalding as a red-hot branding iron, pressing tightly against his, blocking all the words he hadn't yet spoken.

One hand clasped the back of his head, while the other followed the momentum downwards.

Only one thought remained in Chu Sheng's mind—it's over.

He had intended to calmly finish handling the affairs of the Demon Realm, return to Yu Rumeng's territory, prepare Heaven And Earth Treasure, quietly bathe and change, and then officially become Dao Companions with her; at the very least, there should have been some sense of ritual.

Who could have expected that it would be here, on the sixth floor of the Reverse Demon Tower, amidst the debris and scattered stones, with two Demon Venerable-level, heaven-toppling Devilish Qi swirling overhead, surrounded by broken treasures that had lost their spirituality, and with the cold corpses of Hundred Eyes and Blue Flame lying in the distance.

This place was crude and desolate, lacking even a decent place to sit, with the ground full of dust and rubble.

But Yu Rumeng gave him absolutely no room to refuse or retreat.

The power of the Inheritance of Wrath was still surging endlessly within her, and that violent, irrepressible fury desperately needed an outlet to vent.

And the resonance of the Heavenly Demon Body Bloodline, which was of the same Origin as his, was her only destination and outlet at the moment.

Several hours later, the sixth floor returned to a dead, quiet silence.

In the distance, the two Demon Venerable-level, heaven-toppling Devilish Qi continued to surge and swirl, as if nothing in the world had ever happened.

Yu Rumeng leaned against the cold stone wall, her dark hair scattered and hanging over her shoulders, the lingering flush on her face not yet faded.

She gazed quietly at Chu Sheng beside her, then lowered her head to look at herself, remaining silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "What have you done?"

He looked at Yu Rumeng, his mouth twitching slightly: "That is exactly what I should be saying."

Yu Rumeng was slightly stunned, then slowly lowered her eyes, gazing at her own palms.

On her palms, the warm sensation of Chu Sheng's fingertips still remained.

She clenched her fists tightly, slowly released them, and then clenched them again, her heart in chaotic turmoil.

Her cultivation within her body vibrated and fluctuated violently, the Bottleneck shattered with a boom, and she stepped into the Palace Building Late Stage.

The cultivation barrier that had trapped her for decades had been completely broken through, like a dam bursting from a flood, during the few hours of their fusion.

She took out a brand-new outer robe from her Storage Pouch, draped it over herself, carefully tied the sash, and raised her hand to gently comb her messy long hair with her fingertips.

She slowly stood up and was silent for a long time: "We will talk about this when we get out."

Chu Sheng stood up as well, raised his hand to brush off the dust from his body, and walked to her side: "Alright."

The entrance to the seventh floor of the Reverse Demon Tower had been completely blocked; there was no way forward or back, and no way to leave.

The two of them stood quietly in the ruins of the sixth floor, gazing from afar at the two heaven-toppling Devilish Qi at the top of the tower, without another word.