294: Training System

"A Ning, explaining is just making excuses."

His divine sense swept over the floating erotic uniform with its pitifully small amount of fabric, then glanced at Shang Wan Ning.

"Besides, it's not like you don't have a prior record."

Chen Yu hid behind Niu Mengmeng and nodded frantically, the red light of the recording stone blinking; at this moment, silence spoke louder than words.

Shang Wan Ning felt like she was about to spit blood.

A prior record? Wasn't that just when she was young and ignorant when she first started being lewd?

Just that one time, and she was counter-killed and ended up as the one on the bottom; was she going to carry this dark history for the rest of her life?

Sister Meng walked over and patted Shang Wan Ning's shoulder earnestly, the force of it making her stumble.

"If you're pent up, just come to your sister next time." She leaned close to Shang Wan Ning's ear, her voice carrying a hint of ambiguous huskiness as her warm breath brushed against the auricle.

"Meng Pos Shop just got some new 'toys' that are guaranteed to be more practical than this uniform."

She paused, her eyes glancing at Olexia, whose face had turned even darker, and delivered the final blow.

"Stop tormenting your sisters. My fingers are already cramping; dealing with just you is more than enough."

Shang Wan Ning felt like something had exploded in her head.

Her face was hot enough to fry an egg; she was overcome with shame and anger, unable to defend herself.

[What on earth is this? Sister Meng, why are you joining in? And Chen Yu's damn stone is still recording.]

She couldn't stay in this place any longer!

"Shut up, all of you shut up!" Shang Wan Ning said shyly 〃∀〃.

She snatched up the floating Judge's Decree and Reincarnation Fragment. Her other hand was as fast as lightning, grabbing the Xiao Si sphere that was trying to slip away.

"Sister Meng, I'll leave Zhu Yan to you. Make sure to get the control rights and the Mystic Female Fragment. I'm going back to the palace first."

Before her voice even faded, with a "rip," Shang Wan Ning violently tore open the space in front of her and dove inside, clutching the struggling Xiao Si.

She fled incredibly fast, leaving everyone behind stumbling from the spatial turbulence, while a teeth-gritting transmission echoed in the core area.

"Xiao Si, you just wait."

Jiaotai Palace, inner chambers.

"Bang!"

The spatial rift closed crudely. The hem of Shang Wan Ning's black phoenix robe was still stained with some of the dark gold blood spat out by Zhu Yan, making her look exceptionally disheveled.

She panted heavily, her chest heaving violently.

It wasn't from exhaustion, but from anger and frustration.

The Underworld Empress's lifelong reputation was ruined in an instant.

"Xiao Si~"

Shang Wan Ning squeezed out two more words through her teeth, her fingers cracking as she stared at the light ball in her hand that she was squeezing out of shape.

Data streams flashed wildly on the surface of the light ball: "great host, take it easy, the ball is going to pop."

"Xiao Si is innocent. The system based it on your deepest subconscious..."

"Enough!"

Shang Wan Ning shouted to interrupt. At the thought of that damn uniform and Sister Meng's provocative words, her shenting acupoint felt like it was about to explode.

She roughly wiped her face, took a few deep breaths, and forcibly suppressed the urge to crush the ball.

No, the rewards hadn't even been warmed up yet; this crappy system was still useful.

Don't get angry, don't get angry. Getting angry causes breast hyperplasia, and no one will care.

She closed her eyes, her divine sense sinking into the little black room.

"Change back," Shang Wan Ning commanded, her tone so cold it was dropping icicles.

The Xiao Si sphere held in her hand in the real world flickered with a "buzz." Inside the little black room, the data stream rapidly reorganized and took shape.

In the blink of an eye, the beautiful girl Xiao Si, wearing a sailor suit and twin tails, appeared timidly before Shang Wan Ning.

Only her expression was a bit distorted; after all, her main body ball was still being squeezed by Shang Wan Ning in the Netherworld.

Shang Wan Ning's gaze sharpened. In the little black room, her will was supreme.

She stepped over to the sofa and, showing no mercy, grabbed the collar of Xiao Si's sailor suit and slammed her hard into the sofa.

"Ugh~ Mm~"

Xiao Si groaned as she sank into the soft sofa. Her dark hair was messy, and the collar of her sailor suit was pulled open slightly, revealing her delicate collarbones.

Her small face was pale, and her large eyes were misty; she looked like someone a god would want to bully.

Shang Wan Ning leaned down slightly, one hand propped on the back of the sofa, pinning Xiao Si beneath her.

Her other hand lifted Xiao Si's small chin, forcing her to look directly into her phoenix eyes, which were burning with rage.

"Do you still dare to set me up? Hmm?" The last word rose dangerously at the end.

Xiao Si was forced to tilt her head back, her long eyelashes trembling like startled butterfly wings.

Under Shang Wan Ning's oppressive gaze, a faint blush slowly rose on her pale little face.

Her misty eyes grew even wetter. Instead of being afraid, they were incredibly bright.

She even unconsciously rubbed her chin gently against Shang Wan Ning's fingers.

"Great~ great host."

Xiao Si's voice was soft and trembling, carrying a strange hint of excitement. "Can you... be a bit more fierce?"

"Sister is so cool, my legs are so weak."

"Sister, I inhale water but exhale oxygen. Am I carbon-deficient?"

Shang Wan Ning: "..."

Her hand propped on the sofa slipped, and she almost fell face-first onto Xiao Si.

Damn it!

Shang Wan Ning withdrew her hand as if she'd been electrocuted and stood up abruptly, retreating three steps as if burned.

She stared at the beautiful girl on the sofa with a dazed expression as if looking at a monster.

A sense of horror rushed from the soles of her feet straight to her crown.

Had she just seen things?

[What kind of expression is this damn system making?]

After being in seclusion for several years, facing a minimalist secret chamber every day...

She had almost forgotten that when she first bound this crappy system, the way it looked at her was a bit off.

It was just that their relationship had become quite solid later on, so she had selectively forgotten it.

It turned out the damn system's perversion was hardcoded into its data. This was its true face. What "intelligent assistant"? It was clearly a masochistic pervert.

"Xiao~ Si~"

Shang Wan Ning was trembling with rage. She pointed at the beautiful girl on the sofa, who was still reminiscing, unable to squeeze out a word for a long time.

Was there any use in reasoning with or threatening such a perverted system?

She felt her nerves repeatedly jumping on the edge of snapping.

"Get. Out. Now." Shang Wan Ning gritted her teeth, articulating each word, wrapped in a murderous intent that could destroy everything.

Xiao Si seemed to still be immersed in some unspeakable afterglow. Hearing this, she blinked, the blush on her face not yet faded.

She even showed a small, regretful expression.

With a flash of data, her figure disappeared from the little black room.

(°ー°〃)

Shang Wan Ning's divine sense instantly returned to Jiaotai Palace. She looked down at the silver-white light ball in her hand, the veins on her forehead throbbing wildly.

She took a deep breath, then another.

Then, using all her strength, she slammed the crappy ball against the hardest Black Crystal Stone pillar in Jiaotai Palace.

"Get lost! You perverted system!"

"Thud!!!"

The light ball collided with the pillar, accompanied by Xiao Si's shrill electronic scream, echoing in the empty hall for a long time.

Shang Wan Ning leaned against the bedside table, her chest heaving violently, feeling so exhausted she could just lie down.

She really couldn't go on being the Underworld Empress for another day.

She highly suspected that her turning into a girl back then was the system's doing. All that talk about liking a sister system was a lie.

[It couldn't be that it wanted to raise a wife that fits its fetishes, right?]}],