Knight Lord: Start with Daily Intelligence.

Chapter 440 Super Cultivation - Bayonetta's Moonlight and Su Li's Chosen Realm

Mrs. Bayonetta's eyes swirled between brief moments of clarity and confusion. The coolness of Stardew Orange, like an ice droplet thrown into boiling oil, gave her chaotic senses a brief respite.

She saw Su Li's young and well-defined face clearly, and fragments of chaotic memories surged forth: the council's conspiracy, the servant's betrayal, the sadistic curse brought by the evil strings...

And then there was the dream from last night that stirred her emotions—in the dream, it was the owner of the face in front of her who had a relationship with her, and that feeling of her heart racing strangely overlapped with the torment of the curse in reality!

Su Li's words caused her body to tremble uncontrollably with fear!
In this world, the encroachment of chaos and the approach of demons are more terrifying than any direct threat.

She knew the legends of Sadomasochism better than anyone else—the horror of dissolving the soul and reshaping the body.

Two days? She even doubted whether she could last another two hours! The flames within her, temporarily calmed by Stardew Orange, were retaliating with ten times, a hundred times, ferocity, and the dam of reason was teetering on the brink of collapse under the impact of the Sorrowful Curse.

Despair overwhelmed her like a cold tide. The council had succeeded! They not only wanted to destroy her, but also to make her destruction an insurmountable blood feud between Su Li and the City Lord's Mansion!
She was unwilling to accept it! She still had unfinished business, people she needed to protect, and... the strange, lingering feelings from last night's absurd dream that stirred her emotions... Just as Su Li was about to forcibly take her away for one last try.

The last glimmer of struggle in Mrs. Bayonetta's eyes suddenly vanished, replaced by a resolute determination that bordered on suicidal!

Reason completely collapsed in the face of the raging curse. The instinct for survival and the remnants of last night's dream were amplified infinitely, and her senses and memories instantly took over!

"No...it's too late..." A sob escaped her throat, filled with desperate resignation and a desperate madness.

The next second, before Su Li and Hilde could react, she gathered the last bit of strength left in her body, which was driven by the curse, and like a moth drawn to a flame, she suddenly leaned upwards!

With a resolute determination, the soft lips pressed firmly and accurately onto Su Li's slightly parted lips!
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Su Li trembled violently! A strange sensation surged through her entire body from where her lips and teeth had touched.

She kissed Su Li clumsily, her hands wrapping tightly around his neck like vines, almost embedding herself in his arms.

She was no longer the high and mighty city lord's wife, but an ordinary woman on the verge of collapse, completely dominated by her survival instinct before being corrupted by the Dark Prince.

Never mind! The fault lies with Parliament!

He desperately needs the power of the Priestess of the Moon!
He had to save this woman!

Just as Hilde said, Lady Bayonetta must be saved; she can't be allowed to fall into the hands of other men.

Since the goal is to save lives anyway, why can't it be Su Li who lends a helping hand?

He tightened his arms, holding her even closer in his embrace.

“Waaah…” Bayonetta let out a sob.

The Dark Prince's corruption, like a leech that torments the heart like a thousand ants gnawing at it, seemed to be completely detonated the moment Su Li decisively intervened, transforming into a devastating surge of energy! The violent impact blurred her consciousness instantly, and her senses were completely overwhelmed by pure loss of control and chaos.

Su Li's strong arms held her even tighter, forming a solid barrier, as if to shield her from all external attacks and pain.

Bayonetta's consciousness struggled on the edge of lucidity and chaos, sinking into the terrible storm unleashed by the curse.

The dark fire of the curse surged through her veins, spreading like countless fine thorns within her body, bringing excruciating pain and indescribable anxiety.

The flames carried a thick, suffocatingly sweet scent, a vivid imprint of the erosion of chaos.

However, at the very center of this chaotic vortex, a faint yet distinctly different cool sensation, like an icy spring, quietly seeped into her body from where they were in contact, relieving her anxiety and torment.

This slight coolness, as faint as a babbling brook amidst the raging flames of the curse, was instantly detected by Bayonetta's senses, which were on the verge of collapse!
His hand was no longer just supporting her back; another hand, exuding a strong masculine aura, gently covered her body, which was heaving violently from pain.

Bayonetta's body trembled suddenly. The strange power emanating from Su Li's palm miraculously lessened the tearing pain wherever it touched. Instinctively seeking this solace, she moved closer to him, as if he were the only piece of driftwood offering shelter in an endless sea of ​​suffering.

Their breaths mingled and became indistinguishable at such close proximity.

Her consciousness oscillated violently between conscious reality and the lingering shadows of last night's dream.

Su Li's young and well-defined face, sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, eventually overlapped completely with the figure in her dream who brought her complex and indescribable entanglements.

Shyness, despair, a strange sense of comfort imposed upon her, and a complex mix of emotions she couldn't express at that moment churned violently within her.

Su Li was also under immense pressure. The dark energy, tainted with corruption and decay, emanating from Bayonetta surged into his body like a chilling current, attempting to break down his willpower.

She tightened her arms around his shoulders and neck, her fingertips gripping his for support as if she were clinging to the only chance of survival in a desperate situation.

Time seemed to stand still. Only the low hum of flowing energy and the invisible yet fiercely clashing energy purification process remained in the cramped space.

The power of his bloodline was running at full capacity, like a blazing furnace, forcibly dismantling, purifying, transforming and absorbing the mixed and impure energy.

However, right there in this filthy depths, a completely different, cool and pure power, like the bright moon covered by mud, finally revealed itself!
That is the power that belongs to the very essence of Bayonetta's bloodline—the moonlight of the Priestess of the Moon!

As the filth of the curse was largely cleansed, it was as if an invisible barrier deep within Bayonetta's body was suddenly shattered!

A clear, pure silver energy, carrying the profound aura of the vast starry sky, surged forth from her core like a torrent of moonlight accumulated over millennia!

This power of moonlight was too pure and too immense, instantly cleansing her remaining curse torment and shattering her last vestiges of consciousness.

She felt as if she had merged into an endless sea of ​​stars, enveloped in pure moonlight.

A powerful resonance originating from the very source of life, like the bursting of starlight, instantly permeated her entire body, leaving her utterly exhausted and, supported by Su Li, only able to murmur faintly and unconsciously.

This immense lunar energy surged into Su Li's body without any hindrance!
Cool! Pure! Vast!
This energy possessed an indescribable affinity, instantly merging seamlessly with his own primal power. It no longer required forced refinement, but rather actively and gently integrated into his meridians, bones, and even the depths of his soul. His blood and cells rejoiced, actively absorbing the nourishment of the Moon Priestess's bloodline.

He could clearly feel that his stagnant cultivation and calm bloodline energy were shattering like thin ice under the nourishment of the abundant and pure moonlight!
The power within his body surged, condensed, and sublimated at an unprecedented speed!
The meridians were widened, the red dragon bloodline expanded with a roar, and the spiritual perception spread outwards like a tide, as if it could touch the most subtle energy flow in the air.

The seemingly unattainable threshold of "chosen by the gods" is now faintly beginning to emerge! This is a powerful ability of the Moon Priestess's bloodline, capable of enhancing her partner's strength and aiding their cultivation.

This is not just an increase in strength, but a leap in the level of life! Once he crosses the God-Chosen level, he will become one of the top combat forces in the entire territory!

Su Li was deeply shocked. He hugged Bayonetta, who seemed to have transformed into a source of moonlight, tightly in his arms, absorbing this unexpected and immense gift even more deeply.

Washed by the torrent of moonlight, Bayonetta's tightly closed eyelashes trembled violently. The pain and madness brought by the curse had long been completely purified and dispelled by this cold and vast power.

It was no longer a distorted, illusory feeling of a curse, but a sublimation of life, where life was gently nourished by pure power, powerfully protected, and rejuvenated.

Instead, she experienced a peace and fullness she had never imagined, a peace that originated from the deepest recesses of her soul and origin, and was incredibly clear. The nightmares of last night, the illusions and humiliations distorted by external forces, melted away and faded away like the remnants of night under the dawn, under the impact of this real, boundless, and unwavering power.

Unconsciously, she snuggled closer to Su Li's embrace, as if it were a warm harbor, accepting her surging strength and unfamiliar emotions. On the verge of losing consciousness, she laboriously and slightly opened her eyes.

Through her hazy vision, she saw Su Li's face so close to hers. Sweat dripped down his strong jawline, his eyes focused and deep, as if resisting something, or perhaps guiding something. He was no longer the blurry and brutal plunderer of her dreams, but a real, powerful man who was pulling her back from the abyss and bringing her indescribable feelings.

A complex glint flashed in her hazy eyes. The initial resentment and despair, like ice and snow melting in the moonlight, quietly dissipated. A tender emotion, almost a dependence, which she herself was unaware of, sprouted quietly in her tormented heart like tender buds in early spring. In the hazy, misty moonlight, her gaze gradually lost its sharpness, becoming tinged with an indescribable sweetness that she herself was unaware of.

She let out a soft, nasal hum, more like an unconscious attachment, burying her burning cheeks deeper into the crook of his neck, letting herself sink into the ocean of moonlight he brought, both powerful and gentle.

Su Li sensed the subtle change in her, and her emotions took on a strange submissive quality.

Their auras resonated with each other in this strange energy resonance, their power growing stronger with each flow. An invisible spiritual connection was quietly forged in this deep resonance interwoven with moonlight.

Inside the room, the violent energy fluctuations gradually subsided, settling into a deeper and more vast tranquility.

The rich, clear moonlight emanated from the two of them as if it were a tangible substance, illuminating the entire space with a clear and ethereal glow.

Su Li slowly exhaled a long breath, which seemed to be tinged with silver light. He looked down at the woman lying lazily in his arms, feeling the terrifying power surging out of his body that had already broken through to the God-Chosen level, and his eyes became extremely sharp.

The threshold of being chosen by the gods is already beneath his feet! And the value of the Moon Priestess in his arms is far more precious and complex than he initially imagined.

This allowed him to directly reach the rank of God-Chosen.

And this kind of cultivation, accumulated over time, will surely enable him to break through to a higher level!

Meanwhile, her training ended. Bayonetta lay languidly on the messy bed, like a fish gently carried back to shore by the tide.

Her long hair was scattered like clouds, covering the pillow. Her eyes were closed, and every breath she took carried an unprecedented, languid sense of satisfaction.

Deep within his body, the torment and burning pain caused by the Dark Prince's curse finally dissipated completely.

Instead, there was a completely unfamiliar warmth and fullness, as if heavy shackles had suddenly been removed, and the whole body was soaked in a gentle yet powerful warm current.

This unprecedented ease and vitality... is this how a woman should feel? She had never experienced it before. Last night's distorted, illusory dream seemed so pale and distant compared to the real and pure feeling she was experiencing now.

She could clearly feel the warmth and weight emanating from beside her. Su Li was lying next to her, his breathing not yet fully calm. His strong arms loosely encircled her waist, his calloused palms pressed against her smooth skin, bringing a strange sense of security.

Bayonetta slowly opened her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling. Those eyes, once filled with struggle, pain, and determination, now resembled gemstones washed clean, all sharpness gone, leaving only a hazy languor and… a softness she herself was unaware of. She turned her head slightly to look at Su Li, who was so close to her.

Su Li was also looking at her, his eyes deep, with a calm aftermath and a hint of inquiry.

The room was quiet, with only the sound of their intertwined breathing. The air was filled with the peculiar scent of their lovemaking, a mixture of her lingering sweet fragrance and his burning masculine aroma.

"How...are you feeling?" Su Li's voice was a little hoarse as he broke the silence. He was referring to her physical condition, whether the curse had truly been lifted.

Bayonetta didn't answer immediately, but just looked at him, her eyes shifting with complex emotions. After a moment, she gently exhaled, the breath brushing against Su Li's chin, carrying warmth and a hint of languid sweetness.

"Much better." Her voice was still hoarse from the aftermath, but it no longer carried the pain and despair of before. Instead, it seemed to have been polished by sandpaper, gaining a unique magnetism and full of feminine charm.

“Unprecedentedly good…” she paused, then added, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

"And...what about now?" Su Li asked in a low voice, his gaze fixed on her eyes. This was a crucial question. The curse was lifted, but her identity, her situation, and the unresolved conspiracies were all enormous problems. How would she handle things next? Return to the City Lord's Mansion? Face the council? Or...?

The languidness in Bayonetta's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a sharp, clear-headed look, but this sharpness was quickly overshadowed by an even stronger emotion. She didn't speak, but instead suddenly reached out, her slender fingers, still warm, gently caressing Su Li's cheek, her fingertips tracing the lines of his jawline.

Her movements carried a possessive intimacy, as if she were confirming something.

Then, she slightly propped herself up, her soft body pressing against his arm, and leaned close to his ear.

Her unique, sweet fragrance wafted into his ear, her voice low, yet carrying an almost provocative allure:

"Later? Ha..." She chuckled softly, the sound like a feather brushing against the heart. "Lord Su Li... you've taken such a huge advantage of us, are you already planning to turn your back on us?"

She raised her eyes, her eyes, now bright again, staring straight at him. Gone was the resentment or despair of before; only a straightforward, hooking smile and determination remained.

“Those people in the council won’t let me off the hook.” Her voice turned cold for a moment, then softened, carrying a sense of natural dependence.

“I am yours now… inside and out. I bear your mark.” Her gaze boldly swept across his face, the meaning unspoken.

She nestled back into his arms, sideways against him, like a cat finding a warm nest, languid yet with an undeniable domineering air. "So… you have to take responsibility. You're not going to take advantage and then just walk away, are you?" She stretched out her smooth arms, wrapping them around his neck, pulling him closer until their noses were almost touching, their warm breaths mingling. "Take me away from here. Away from this awful place. I don't want to have just tasted a little sweetness only to be dragged back to hell by those rats in the gutter."

Her eyes were incredibly earnest, carrying a sense of relief and composure born from a do-or-die attitude. Her past identity and shackles seemed to have been shattered in that complete surrender of body and soul. Now, she only wanted to hold onto the man before her who had pulled her back from the abyss and given her a completely new experience.

Su Li looked down at Bayonetta's face, which was so close to hers, and saw the words "I'm sticking with you" written on it, with an irresistible charm.

Her entire body pressed against him without reservation, soft yet carrying a desperate reliance. This complete surrender shattered the last vestiges of doubt in his heart.

He let out a low laugh, then suddenly tightened his grip, pulling her into his arms like an iron clamp, the force so great that she almost groaned. He lowered his head and pressed his lips heavily against her smooth, cool forehead.

“Fine,” he answered crisply and decisively, with an undeniable force. “Come with me. I will take you away to the Black Forest Territory to start a new life, a life of ease and happiness you’ve never experienced before!”

Bayonetta let out a satisfied hum, closed her eyes again, and buried her face deep in the crook of his thick, hard neck, breathing in the scent of his body—a scent that mixed with sweat, leather, and a certain unique strength—a scent that finally relaxed her tense nerves. Without her even realizing it, a truly relaxed, tiredly sweet smile, tinged with a faint anticipation for the future, curved her lips.

Su Li held her, feeling the weight of her body and the value it contained, his heart pounding faster. Years of planning, several brushes with death, on the edge of chaos, he had actually grasped his initial goal! A burning ambition raged in his chest like a furnace fire.

With Lady Bayonetta and the full support of her bloodline power, his path of cultivation would be unimpeded. No, it was practically a meteoric rise to power, its potential even surpassing that of Thranville.

The Ice and Snow Valkyrie, Seranville, despite her extraordinary talent, could only reach the Legendary realm. Su Li, however, has the potential to reach the pinnacle of the Saint realm!
As long as the rare wisteria pods needed by both parties are continuously supplied, extending lifespan to hundreds or even thousands of years, then even with his daily solitary cultivation, his cultivation level will rise accordingly, eventually breaking through the bottleneck of the Saint Realm. Su Li has always been tirelessly enthusiastic about cultivation. His diligence and dedication are truly astonishing! While the saying "three years to legend, five years to Saint Realm" might be an exaggeration, reaching the Saint Realm within a hundred years is by no means a pipe dream.

Besides, Bayonetta is already his prize. Su Li doesn't want his woman sleeping in another man's bed.

He still couldn't confirm whether Mrs. Bayonetta's attitude had truly changed or if it was just a momentary impulse. This kind of thing is quite common; when things get heated, it's easy to do something outrageous.

But what if she calms down? Aside from the antidote and the chance to save her life, would she still be willing to continue this cultivation? What if she withdraws her agreement? Then Su Li would be left with no way to defend herself.

So, whether she was sincere or not, she was now in his hands. Taking her away was the only option. Seizing the opportunity, Su Li decided to completely change her mindset in one fell swoop. And since she was willing, this was the perfect situation. It was far better than obtaining her through despicable or coercive means.

(End of this chapter)