293: Desire Goddess Lingerie Uniform

“Current one, extorting the former one is immoral. This Seat has no money; I'm so poor I only have a Utility Knife left.”

“How about I be your thug? With Peak Ninth-Rank cultivation, I have few rivals in this world.”

Shang Wan Ning quickly waved her hand, saying carefully, “No need. I am afraid of close contact with Your Excellency.”

“I only trouble Her Majesty, the former Empress, to swear on your Dao Heart that you will never harm Me.”

Nether Crane's small face was full of conflict. After hesitating for a long time, she reluctantly raised her hand to swear.

“Fine, This Seat swears on her Dao Heart that she will never harm the Successor...” After speaking, she muttered inwardly.

[Shang the Skin Flayer, it's just a small fee.]

A thousand years of grudges, resulting in utter chaos.

Sister Meng watched intently. She rubbed her brow, silently pulled out a newly condensed flower of the other shore, and chewed on it.

[Hmm, still the familiar bitter taste. But it doesn't seem so hard to swallow anymore?]

Before the light spots from Nether Crane's Dao Heart oath had completely dispersed, Shang Wan Ning flicked her finger at the Nether Crane's swaying Topknot, carrying a hint of “settling accounts later.”

She turned her head, her divine sense locking onto Little Four, who was trying to disguise itself as a background board in mid-air.

“Hey, Little Four.”

Shang Wan Ning tapped her temple with her fingertip, where the buzzing echo of Zhu Yan calling her “Trash” seemed to linger.

“Regarding this Demon situation, the Gray-Backed Wolf Clan is destroyed, Zhu Yan is incapacitated, and Ao Ya probably became the ‘Great Tonic’ for that old turtle. Does this count as Me having completed the second phase of the main mission?”

She hadn't forgotten the deadly failure penalty: fingers shortened by three centimeters, enforced for anyone below Tenth Rank.

If that got out, how could the Underworld Empress happily pick—pick at the things she loved to pick at?

The System's Pixelated Eyes rotated a few times, and streaks of complex data flowed rapidly across the sphere's surface, moving like a seizure.

“Zzz~ Data analysis in progress~ Existing resistance forces in Demon cleared, core threat Zhu Yan controlled. Space Anchor completion 99.8%.”

The sphere suddenly lit up, emitting a cheerful electronic sound, “Congratulations, great host! Main Mission Phase Two: Demon Labyrinth, Success Guaranteed.”

“Verdict—Complete! Confetti!”

Shang Wan Ning's shoulders relaxed. The heart that had been dangling on the “three-centimeter” knife point finally settled back into her stomach.

Success! No need to become the Short-Handed Empress.

On the surface, she still maintained the Unshakeable imperial demeanor, but the little person inside her heart was laughing wildly with hands on hips.

[Hmph, Zhu Yan, that Old Scoundrel, called Me Trash? This is called efficiency.]

“Consider yourself sensible,” Shang Wan Ning said reservedly.

She beckoned to Little Four, “Since it's settled, be quick about it and extract the mission rewards. The sooner it's done, the sooner I can relax.”

She paused, her Phoenix Eyes slightly narrowed. “And, you better not forget My mission rewards.”

(╬◣д◢)

The last few words were practically squeezed out through clenched teeth, laced with intense warning.

The complete Divine Authority Construction Rights for the Department of Judges, and three-tenths of the Law of Reincarnation fragments.

These were genuine treasures that could elevate her strength further and truly solidify her position as the Boss of the Netherworld.

If Little Four, this Unreliable System, dared to mess up at this critical juncture, she wouldn't mind putting on a live performance of tearing a light sphere apart.

Little Four's sphere shrank under the Empress's gaze, and its Pixelated Eyes instantly turned into two docile straight lines.

“Don't worry, great host. When Little Four handles things, it's absolutely reliable.”

The sphere trembled lightly with a “buzz,” immediately enveloping the entire messy Core Sealing Area. Golden light surged, finally condensing into two suspended items.

On the left was a palm-sized Profound Black Token, its surface emitting a dark luster. The interior was intricate and complex, seeming to contain divine authority between cycles of creation and destruction.

The character “Judge” ( Judgment) in the center, faintly visible, exuded an ominous air of judging merit and demerit, causing the flower of the other shore in Sister Meng's hand to tremble slightly upon its appearance.

On the right were three Crystal Fragments the size of fingernails. The golden light slowly receded, leaving the two supreme treasures suspended before Shang Wan Ning.

Just as she was about to reach out and touch the token.

“Ding dong! Detecting Host's perfect completion of Phase Two mission, triggering hidden achievement ‘Turning the Tide: Both Wise and Brave.’ Additional rewards are being issued~”

The System's electronic voice sounded again.

Shang Wan Ning suddenly froze, an ominous premonition seizing her hand.

Unreliable System, nothing good ever happens when you use that tone.

The sphere flashed with light, and a pink beam shot out with a whoosh, hitting Olexia, who was standing nearby watching the show with her arms crossed.

Olexia: “???”

Enveloped by the light beam, a brand new “Goddess of Desire's Sensual Uniform” appeared out of thin air.

Black mesh lace, hollow design, key areas barely concealed, and it came with a fluffy little tail and Pointed Horn Headpiece.

So little fabric was used that even the handkerchief Shang Wan Ning usually used to wipe her fingertips was probably bigger than it.

!!!

The flower of the other shore in Sister Meng's hand fell to the ground with a “patta.” Chen Yu nearly crushed the Recording Stone in her hand, her eyes wide as copper bells.

Even Nether Crane, who was peeking out from behind the stone tablet, burst out laughing, quickly covering her mouth, her small shoulders shaking.

Olexia looked down at her tattered suit, then glanced at the scandalous uniform in front of her. Her beautiful face instantly shifted from bewilderment to shock, and then to furious indignation.

“Little~ Four~” The Goddess of Desire's scream nearly tore off the Yin Energy Dome of the core area.

Pink divine power exploded out of control, rushing toward Little Four with towering rage. “This Old Lady is going to tear your broken sphere into pixels today and feed them to the Iron-Haired Dogs, I swear it.”

Little Four's Pixelated Eyes turned into a terrified “>_<”, fleeing everywhere, dodging the whips of pink divine power, and wailing for help.

“great host, help!”

“I didn't mean it~”

Shang Wan Ning's hand, reaching for the token, froze mid-air. Watching the chaos, a vein throbbed on her temple.

“Little Four.”

She squeezed the two words out from between her teeth. The pressure of an Eighth-Rank Deity swept across the scene, causing even Olexia's divine power to momentarily halt.

“My reward... this mess... give Me an explanation.” She withdrew her hand, her knuckles cracking audibly.

“Host, is it possible that the System personalized the reward based on what you were thinking?”

As soon as those words were spoken, the entire scene fell silent.

Olexia clutched the collar of her ruined suit, her high heels clicking “kada-kada” as she retreated three steps, moving directly behind Meng Jiang.

Her beautiful face was covered in a “stay away from me” vigilance. Her eyes swept over Shang Wan Ning, and she seemed hesitant to speak.

“Her Majesty the Empress~” Her red lips moved, but she only managed to squeeze out half a sentence, “I didn't realize you had this kind of taste.”

A subtle hint, yet extremely damaging.

Shang Wan Ning: “???”

She nearly choked. What the hell? What taste did she have?

“Olexia, explain yourself clearly.” Shang Wan Ning's face darkened.

“I'm not, I didn't, I have absolutely no interest in that kind of thing. How could I, the dignified Underworld Empress, an Eighth-Rank Deity...”

“Tsk.”

Meng Jiang chewed on the flower of the other shore, coolly interrupting Shang Wan Ning's defense, a smile that saw through everything curling her red lips.