97: Whoever is more beautiful, I will repay them with a spring of gratitude.

Qin Wushang finally managed to struggle free and lift his head from that suffocating, warm, soft embrace, gasping for breath.

He looked at the incomparably enchanting face before him, capable of captivating all beings, cleared his throat, and spoke.

“Cough, cough, cough!”

“Se... Senior, you truly are a great benevolent person!”

“Saving me was enough, but you even gave me this kind of reward.”

His tone carried a hint of deliberate flattery.

The Demoness was infamous, and her temper was volatile; he dared not act recklessly.

He genuinely feared provoking her and exploding on the spot!

He tried to move, only to find himself still firmly held captive in that elastic embrace.

“It’s just... Senior, could you perhaps let go of me first? Like this... I feel a bit uncomfortable.”

“Uncomfortably swollen!”

Hearing this, a playful glint flashed in Su Qingjue’s peach blossom eyes.

Not only did she not release him, but she pulled him even tighter, leaning down to whisper into his ear, her voice seductive to the bone.

“Oh? Where does it feel uncomfortable? Tell this elder sister, and I will help you... properly check it out~”

She drew out the word “check” in a particularly suggestive and teasing manner.

Qin Wushang’s scalp tingled, and he quickly said, “No need, no need! It’s already... already been checked!”

“I won’t trouble Senior with the worry!”

He hastily changed the subject, a hint of worry appearing on his face as he looked toward the distant, world-destroying battlefield.

“Senior, my Revered Master is fighting two Quasi-Emperors alone; I fear the outcome will be difficult!”

“This Junior dares to ask, could Senior perhaps lend a hand to relieve some pressure? Suppress those two shameless scoundrels!”

Su Qingjue glanced lazily at the battlefield.

Chu Yuehua was seen holding the mountain and river emperor sword, her sword light like a Dragon, fighting the Barbarian Emperor and the Demon Emperor to a standstill, not falling behind in the slightest.

Her red lips curled slightly, and she smiled charmingly, saying, “Little fellow, you need to have some faith in your Revered Master.”

“Your Revered Master’s strength is several times greater than you imagine; there is no need for me to intervene yet.”

“As for you, don’t be too hasty.”

Saying this, she extended a slender jade finger and lightly lifted Qin Wushang’s chin, her movement provocative.

Qin Wushang turned his head away, avoiding her burning gaze.

“Those two old things are truly hateful, using despicable methods. This Junior is genuinely worried about Revered Master’s safety; how can I not be anxious!”

“You want this Emperor to make a move?”

Su Qingjue’s beautiful eyes swirled, and her smile deepened.

“It’s not impossible, but this Emperor never does business at a loss; there must be a reward.”

Hearing this, Qin Wushang immediately said, “The Kunpeng Technique within the Kunpeng Legacy, this Junior can lend it to Senior for study!”

In his view, this was already a massive show of sincerity.

The Kunpeng, one of the ten primordial fierce beasts, was a being recorded to have achieved immortality.

The Legacy of their clan was a treasure that could cause storms of blood; the Devil Emperor would certainly be tempted.

However, Su Qingjue scoffed.

She extended her index finger and gently shook it: “The Kunpeng Technique? This Emperor is not interested.”

Qin Wushang was surprised, and he wriggled uncomfortably in her arms, only to feel her grip tighten further.

He could only raise his face to meet those eyes that seemed capable of sucking away one's soul, and said wryly, “Then what does Senior want?”

Su Qingjue leaned down, her exquisitely beautiful face almost touching his, her breath fragrant like orchids.

“I don’t have much interest in emperor medicine or anything like that. This Emperor only wants men, handsome men.”

She extended the tip of her tongue and provocatively licked her red lips, staring intensely at Qin Wushang.

“Seeing that you look good and have exceptional root bones, how about coming back to the Nine Nether Sacred Cult with this Emperor and becoming my male consort?”

Qin Wushang’s eye twitched!

Holy hell!

A male consort!

How could a dignified Devil Emperor pull a stunt like this!

He quickly forced a smile and said, “Senior, isn’t that inappropriate?”

“This Junior is still young; I fear I can’t handle such profound affection from you. Perhaps we could switch to something else?”

“Being young is exactly what’s good~”

Su Qingjue’s finger slid across his cheek, her voice utterly seductive as she continued, “Only if you are strong and vigorous can you better please this Emperor, wouldn’t you agree?”

Qin Wushang was blushing fiercely from her teasing, feeling that if this continued, his Dao Heart would become unstable. He could only mumble, “Alright, alright, I’ll consider it.”

“Consider?”

The smile on Su Qingjue’s face instantly vanished, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes, and she spoke with a trace of grievance.

“What, is this Emperor inferior to that ice face, Chu Yuehua? In terms of looks, in terms of figure, where am I lacking compared to her?”

“You are close to her, but you need to ‘consider’ me? Are you perhaps looking down on this Emperor?”

As soon as the words left her mouth, Qin Wushang’s expression changed drastically!

How does she sound like she’s jealous!

Something is wrong!

Is this still the infamous Demoness?

“Cough, cough, cough! Senior is beautiful and kind-hearted, with a big butt, cough, cough, cough, no... I mean, Senior is powerful. What qualifications do I have to look down on Senior?”

“That’s not true! It’s not true!”

Qin Wushang was trembling as he spoke!

He was slightly incoherent!

Su Qingjue pressed closer, their noses nearly touching, and continued to press the question: “Tell me!”

“Who is more beautiful, me or Chu Yuehua?”

This was simply a death sentence question!

Cold sweat was about to pour off Qin Wushang. Thinking quickly, he blurted out, “Senior, you are very seductive...”

The moment the word left his mouth, he realized his mistake and quickly corrected himself.

“No! What I meant was that Senior is mature and charming, full of allure! Absolutely peerless!”

“My Revered Master is cool and detached, like a Fairy from the Moon Palace, untouched by the mortal world!”

“These are two completely different kinds of beauty. Like spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each excels in its own season. How can they be compared?”

He paused, then added sincerely, his eyes earnest.

“Moreover, for the important people in this Junior’s life, your merits are all unique, and they cannot—and should not—be compared.”

Hearing this, the displeasure in Su Qingjue’s eyes instantly melted into a bright smile, and she asked with great interest.

“Oh? So you mean this Emperor is very important to you? You like this Emperor?”

Qin Wushang looked completely calm and replied with utmost honesty.

“That is natural! Senior bestowed the grace of saving my life upon me. If a drop of kindness must be repaid with a flowing spring, how much more so for the great kindness of saving my life?”

“Senior naturally occupies an important position in this Junior’s heart! Irreplaceable!”

“Hmph, your little mouth certainly knows how to talk.”

Su Qingjue was delighted by his words and let out a charming laugh.

She wasn't foolish; she naturally knew this boy was full of tricks and that not a single word he spoke was genuine!

Yet, the words were pleasing to hear!

The next moment, before Qin Wushang could even react!

She suddenly lowered her head and, as if savoring a delicacy, bit his lip, neither too hard nor too soft!

“Mph!”

Qin Wushang froze completely, his mind going blank once again.

Holy hell!

A surprise attack!

By the time he recovered, the warm embrace had already vanished, leaving only a trace of faint fragrance lingering at his nose.

Su Qingjue’s figure transformed into a pink stream of light and shot directly into the distant Quasi-Emperor battlefield, leaving Qin Wushang standing dumbfounded where he was.

He subconsciously touched his lips, which seemed to still retain a soft sensation and a hint of stinging pain.

“A drop of kindness must be repaid with a flowing spring. You must remember this, and repay this Emperor with a flowing spring, understand~”