138: Chapter 138 Failure

From the moment she fell into Qin Xiao's hands, Miao Yiren knew she was done for.

This Qin Xiao before her was clearly no pushover; he was obviously at the Return to One Realm, yet he had deliberately disguised himself as a Magic Power Realm Martial Artist.

Now that she had fallen into his hands and learned his secret, how could he possibly let her go easily?

Although she had prepared herself in her heart!

But upon hearing those words from Qin Xiao, Miao Yiren's spirit trembled, even though she knew he was saying them on purpose for her to hear.

Yet, she still couldn't help but feel a sense of dread; if he truly did as he said, her fate would undoubtedly be miserable.

"Hehe~ For a peerless beauty like you to die so easily would be a terrible waste. At the very least, you must be made to serve a purpose!"

Qin Xiao ignored Miao Yiren's indignation and continued.

"What exactly do you want?"

Miao Yiren bit her silver teeth, her eyes filled with resentment as she glared at Qin Xiao.

"Miao Yiren, this seat gives you two choices. First, after I finish harvesting you, I will sell you into a brothel."

"Second, you obediently become my female slave and serve me for a hundred years, and I can spare your life!"

Qin Xiao stopped toying with Miao Yiren and gave her two choices, letting her pick one.

"You are shameless! You want me to be your female slave? I would rather die than agree to that."

Miao Yiren's face turned livid, her eyes filled with flames of anger; she wished she could burn the Qin Xiao before her to ashes.

"Is that so? In that case, it seems you have chosen the first option!"

Qin Xiao said in a playful tone, stepping toward Miao Yiren while slightly raising his hands, gradually approaching her charming figure.

He wanted to see just how firm the resolve of this White Lotus Sect Holy Mother truly was.

Feeling Qin Xiao's approach, Miao Yiren's body couldn't help but tremble.

When Qin Xiao's hands touched her pretty face, Miao Yiren could no longer hold back.

"Stop! Quickly, stop!"

Feeling Qin Xiao's hands pinching her pretty face, Miao Yiren hurriedly shouted.

She had lived for over two hundred years; as the White Lotus Sect Holy Mother, she was usually high and mighty, holy and dignified, and no one dared to profane her.

Yet at this moment, she was being pinched on the face like a child, which made her feel extremely humiliated.

"That is not up to you. Since you are unwilling to be my female slave, then be my Cauldron," Qin Xiao said indifferently.

"No, don't! I will be your female slave, just don't make me a Cauldron."

Feeling Qin Xiao's actions, Miao Yiren could no longer hold back and roared.

"Are you sure?"

"I am sure."

Miao Yiren bit her silver teeth, her face flushed with red, not knowing if it was from anger or shame.

"Very well then!"

Qin Xiao sighed, then reluctantly withdrew his hand.

This Miao Yiren was a Yin Yang Realm eighth-stage Martial Artist, and the highest-cultivation female Martial Artist he had ever seen, with such a holy appearance and temperament.

Such a top-tier, stunning female slave was rare; she would need to be carefully trained.

"Since you have become my female slave, you must remember to be obedient. If I tell you to go east, you cannot go west; if I tell you to serve tea, you cannot pour water."

"Everything must be centered around your master; you must listen to your master in all things and serve your master with all your heart."

"Normally, you must help your master change clothes and wash his feet, and also warm the bed..."

"..."

Qin Xiao listed dozens of rules in total. The more Miao Yiren listened, the paler her face became. The light in her eyes dimmed even further, and she felt as though her future was shrouded in darkness.