133: Chapter 133 Even Old Niu Got Hurt

"Ding—Congratulations to the host, Harem +1!"

Reward: Immortal Art—Jade Maiden Immortal Scripture!

[Cultivation Technique Introduction: Divided into nine layers. The first layer doubles cultivation speed; the second layer, four times; the third layer, eight times... and so on. The ninth layer, a full two hundred and fifty-six times! Note: This technique is restricted to female cultivation.]

Xiao Ye stared at the System panel, jumping up with a start and nearly knocking Su Su to the ground.

"Holy crap! An Immortal Art? Two hundred and fifty-six times?! What kind of concept is that?" He counted on his fingers for a long time, sucking in a breath of cold air. "Too bad it's only for women... but that's fine. I'll give it to my beloved consorts to practice. If they get stronger, won't I be stronger too?"

Suddenly sensing the movement had stopped, Su Su opened her blurry eyes, her voice as weak as if she had just been fished out of water: "...Is it over?" She felt like she was about to die; this man was too ruthless, like a tireless bull.

Xiao Ye looked down and saw her shy, annoyed, and limp state, and his lips slowly curled into a grin.

"Beloved consort, you really gave it your all." He grabbed Su Su's waist and announced with a smile, "Come, let your Emperor reward you—with a few hundred million more."

Su Su's pupils shook with shock. Before she could speak, the red candles began to flicker again.

Outside the window, the moon quietly hid behind the clouds, and even the stars on duty closed their eyes.

The next morning, Xiao Ye emerged from the bedchamber refreshed, his steps as light as if he were walking on springs.

In the bedchamber behind him, Su Su was still fast asleep, a trace of satisfied yet exhausted curvature hanging on the corner of her mouth.

A eunuch came running up to report: "Your Majesty, that witch Saintess Ji Fei says... she wants to see you."

Xiao Ye slapped his forehead; he had almost forgotten about that vixen.

He had been so busy taking in new consorts these past few days that she had nearly been left hanging long enough to become dried meat.

He arrived at the imperial dungeon and, upon entering, saw Saintess Ji Fei suspended in mid-air on one leg. Her posture was more precise than that of a professional acrobat.

"You scoundrel! Let me go! Otherwise, when my Ten Thousand Demon Palace attacks, you're dead!" As soon as Saintess Ji Fei saw Xiao Ye, she immediately began shouting and cursing with plenty of energy, not looking at all like someone who had been hanging for half a month.

Xiao Ye leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, and said slowly, "Heh, I thought you sent someone to call me over because you were softening up, but your mouth is still so stubborn? Then just keep hanging there." After speaking, he turned to leave without a hint of hesitation.

"Wait, wait, wait—don't go! I was just cursing to vent some frustration!" Saintess Ji Fei panicked and shouted behind him, "Come back! Come back!"

Xiao Ye didn't stop, his figure disappearing around the corner.

"I'll tell you a secret! Come back!" Saintess Ji Fei's voice carried a hint of a sob.

Xiao Ye still didn't return.

Saintess Ji Fei grew completely desperate and shouted at the top of her lungs: "The Ten Thousand Demon Palace is planning to unite with the Heavenly Demon Sacred Land of the Southern Border to overthrow the Tianji Holy Land and occupy the entire East Sea Region!"

*Whoosh—*

Xiao Ye instantly appeared in front of her, his face wearing an expression that said, 'See, wouldn't it have been easier if you'd said that earlier?'

"Is what you're saying true?"

Saintess Ji Fei was startled by his ghost-like appearance and bit her lip, nodding reluctantly.

Xiao Ye rubbed his chin, his gaze darkening. This news was truly shocking—a war between Holy Lands was called a 'Holy War'.

It wasn't child's play; it was a truly massive event. The entire East Sea Region would be dragged in, the kind where blood flows like rivers.

"Keep talking." Xiao Ye pulled over a chair and crossed his legs, looking like he was settling in for a storytelling session. "Tell me everything you know, down to the last detail. If you explain it well, I might be in a good enough mood to change you into a more comfortable hanging position."

Saintess Ji Fei's mouth twitched, wanting to cry but having no tears.

As the dignified Saintess of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, she was now reduced to relying on 'confessing intelligence' just to exchange for a better hanging posture. How was she supposed to live like this?

But when one is hanging under the eaves, one must bow their head.

She took a deep breath and began to recount the shocking conspiracy of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace through gritted teeth.

As Xiao Ye listened, his brow slowly furrowed. The Ten Thousand Demon Palace had actually planted spies in all the major forces of the East Sea a long time ago? Some were already in high positions, ready to subvert these major powers at any moment?

He wondered if the Great Qian had any. Probably not.

"So, are there any spies from your Ten Thousand Demon Palace arranged in the Great Qian Empire?" Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes, asking the most crucial question.

Saintess Ji Fei froze for a moment, tilted her head, and thought: "That... there probably aren't any? I'd never even heard of the Great Qian before this."

Xiao Ye's mouth twitched, feeling a faint sense of sorrow at being ignored.

So, while the Ten Thousand Demon Palace was launching a Holy War, they hadn't even bothered to mark the name 'Great Qian' on their map? For a large country to be ignored to this extent, it was truly something else.

"Who would have thought? Sometimes being weak actually allows one to escape a disaster." Xiao Ye rubbed his chin, unsure whether to be relieved or heartbroken.

Of course, he was feeling heartbroken on behalf of the previous ruler—Qian Tian.

"Alright," Xiao Ye stood up and brushed off his robes, "You keep hanging."

"Hey! You said you'd change my position!" Saintess Ji Fei shouted from behind.

Xiao Ye looked back with a smile and added slowly, "Unless you bow down before my big shorts. Otherwise, as long as I'm alive, you'll stay hanging like that."

"In your dreams!" Saintess Ji Fei gnashed her teeth. "How could I, the dignified Saintess of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, possibly bow to you?"

"Oh—is that so?" Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes and slowly turned around, walking toward her. He was getting a bit impatient; this witch had been locked up for so long and her mouth was still so stubborn that his 'little brother' was starting to protest.

He slowly circled behind Saintess Ji Fei and grabbed her. It was nothing else; he just started using his hands to measure her waist—hmm, it was quite slender.

"You... what are you doing!" Saintess Ji Fei's whole body stiffened, her voice changing pitch. "We can talk this out! Don't move your hands!"

"Hey! Your hand... why is it going further down!" She panicked. "Don't... don't squeeze! Let go!"

Xiao Ye gave that elastic little bottom a wicked slap. The crisp sound echoed in the cell, followed by a suppressed whimper in his ear.

"In a moment, I'll have you begging me~" he whispered into her ear, his voice as low as a demon's murmur. "Jie jie jie..."

Saintess Ji Fei shuddered, with only one thought in her mind—this bastard wouldn't actually try to force himself on her, would he?

Xiao Ye suddenly reached out, pinched Saintess Ji Fei's chin, and pulled a Medicinal Pill out of the System space with his right hand, roughly stuffing it into her mouth.

The Medicinal Pill dissolved the moment it entered her mouth; she didn't even have time to spit it out.

"You... what did you give me?" Saintess Ji Fei was caught off guard, her eyes widening and her voice trembling.

"Jie jie jie—" Xiao Ye let out the standard villainous laugh, sounding incredibly punchable. "Don't be afraid, it's not poison."

"This is—'old bull also rises', just an ordinary aphrodisiac."

He tilted his head, his tone light. "Though it seems it's meant for men. I don't know what happens when a woman takes it... I'm really looking forward to it, jie jie jie~"

Saintess Ji Fei's face turned pale instantly, devoid of color. Immediately after, her body began to turn red and heat up as if she had been thrown into a steamer. Her breathing became rapid, and she began to squirm restlessly on the hanging rope like a fish caught on shore.

"Bas... tard—" She squeezed out the words through gritted teeth, her buttocks on the hanging rope constantly moving, making the rope creak.

Xiao Ye watched, dumbfounded. "Holy crap, it's that strong? The effects kicked in right after she took it?"

He subconsciously took a step back—if this stuff gave a man eighteen rounds in one night, the effect on a woman was actually this explosive?

The System hadn't provided an instruction manual either.