Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 248 Minion Apas, who isn't a Xu Xian?
Back in the real world, Apas was still unable to recover from the shock she had just experienced.

She gazed at Wang Feng's retreating figure, her beautiful eyes flashing with complex emotions.

(If he could annihilate the Egyptian underworld with a single sword strike, what is Sisna, hiding in the Serpent Empire, to him?)

"Master~" She suddenly leaned closer and gently tugged at Wang Feng's sleeve with her fingertips, "What are your plans next?" Her voice trailed off with a kitten-like fawning tone.

Wang Feng sheathed his sword and turned around, just in time to catch the expectation flashing in her eyes.

He smiled slightly: "Of course, it's to return in triumph and celebrate our victory. What?" He deliberately dragged out his words, "Does my little snake pet have other thoughts?"

Apas unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes, her voice growing softer and softer: "You...you promised to help me get revenge."

"Oh?" Wang Feng feigned surprise, but his eyes held a mocking glint. "I did promise. However," he suddenly leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I didn't specify a time. Now, a year later, or... a hundred years from now?"

"Master! What, what can I do to help you as soon as possible?" Apas grabbed his sleeve anxiously, her small face filled with panic.

Wang Feng lifted her chin with his long, slender fingers and chuckled, "That depends on how my little pet behaves."

Apas's ear tips turned bright red instantly.

She recalled the ambiguous atmosphere on the throne, the embarrassment of serving wine, and finally closed her eyes resignedly: "I...I will satisfy my master."

The sound was so soft it was almost inaudible, yet it made Wang Feng squint his eyes in satisfaction.

……

Mo Fan lay lazily on the recliner, legs crossed, with a blade of grass dangling from his mouth.

"Huh? Where's Old Wang? The battle's over, why haven't we seen a trace of him?" He squinted at the gradually calming battlefield in the distance and asked casually.

This trip to the pyramids went much more smoothly than I had imagined.

Since all the monarch-level undead under Khufu's command had been deployed to the front lines, when they infiltrated the pyramids, they encountered only some newly resurrected low-ranking soldiers.

This also explains why a task that would have taken six months to complete in the original timeline was accomplished in just one month, successfully opening the gates of the underworld.

"Who knows? Maybe he's celebrating his victory with some pretty girl in his arms~" Zhao Manyan replied casually, fiddling with a gold coin he'd smuggled from the pyramid.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Turning my head, I was met with Heidi's icy blue eyes.

The girl's body trembled with subtle spatial fluctuations, and her sharp eyes seemed to pierce two holes in him.

"Ahem! I... I was just kidding!" Zhao Manyan sat up straight instantly, waving his hand with a dry laugh. "The captain is definitely taking inventory of the battlefield! After all, this is a war between two great undead empires, and there's all this spoils of war."

"Hmph!" Heidi coldly withdrew her gaze and turned back to the hotel.

Zhao Manyan wiped away his cold sweat and muttered under his breath, "This young lady's jealousy is scarier than necromancy."

……

In a high-end couples' suite in Cairo, warm lighting casts an unusually intimate atmosphere in the room.

Apas stood awkwardly in front of Wang Feng, her pearly white teeth lightly biting her lower lip, her ear tips almost bleeding red.

She was wearing a Japanese sailor uniform, the black and white fabric barely covering her shapely figure.

Between the white knee-high stockings and the "absolute territory" (a slang term for the area between the thigh and the stockings), a section of skin on the thigh was exposed, leaving much to the imagination.

The worst part was that her smooth hair was tied into pigtails, which swayed gently as she twisted and turned restlessly.

“M-Master.” Apas’s voice was barely audible, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt.

This outfit made her so ashamed she almost fainted, but thinking of that bitch Cissna, she forced herself not to run away.

Wang Feng leaned back lazily on the leather sofa, his eyes scanning the "high school girl" in front of him.

If he didn't know clearly that this was a great monarch-level Medusa who had lived for countless years, he would have really thought she was an innocent high school girl kidnapped from some Japanese school.

"Not bad, this outfit really suits you." Wang Feng nodded with satisfaction, then waved to Apas.

"M-Master." Apas's voice trembled slightly as she sat on Wang Feng's lap, her cheeks flushed. She felt the warm hand slowly roaming over her waist, the caress of the fingertips making her weak all over.

Wang Feng squinted, his fingertips lingering on the perfect waistline.

That slender yet powerful waist was indeed more alluring than any woman he had ever touched—her skin was as smooth as silk, yet it possessed the suppleness unique to Medusa.

"Nervous?" Wang Feng deliberately pressed on Apas's sensitive lower back, and felt the delicate body in his arms tremble violently.

Apas bit her lower lip hard, her golden snake eyes shimmering with tears.

She dared not struggle, nor was she ashamed to respond; she could only stiffly clutch her skirt.

Her white stockings unconsciously rubbed her calves together slightly, revealing her inner turmoil.

Wang Feng chuckled and leaned close to her flushed earlobe, "Didn't you say you wanted to satisfy me?"

Upon hearing this, Apas stiffened even more, but thinking of revenge, she suppressed her shame and slowly relaxed her tense body.

Soon, an arrogant look appeared in those golden-pink snake eyes.

She raised her chin dismissively, a mocking smile curving her lips:

"This is all the weakling master has to offer?"

This familiar, mischievous demeanor made a hint of amusement flash in Wang Feng's eyes.

Sure enough, this haughty and unruly demeanor suited her much better than her shy and bashful appearance.

Wang Feng suddenly reached out and grabbed her slender ankle, and with a gasp from the girl, he abruptly flipped her onto the sofa.

White stockings encased her calves in an arc through the air, while her twin ponytails cascaded onto the leather sofa.

Before Apas could react, she felt a sudden dizziness.

When she came to her senses, she was already lying on Wang Feng's lap in an extremely shameful position.

The hem of her sailor uniform was turned up, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

"Bad girls should be properly disciplined!"

……

next morning
Golden sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains onto the messy bed, and an ambiguous atmosphere lingered in the air.

Apas, her body aching all over, lay limply against Wang Feng's chest, her voice hoarse and tearful: "Master... this... this should be enough, right?"

Wang Feng lazily opened his eyes, glanced at the listless little snake spirit in his arms, and smiled slightly: "Hmm, barely passable."

As he spoke, he suddenly sat up and casually scooped up Apas as well.

"Again?!" Apas's eyes widened, revealing her shimmering, golden-pink snake-like pupils, and her voice changed.

She simply couldn't believe it—was this man really human?

Even snake demons don't have such terrifying stamina!

She was completely exhausted after a full day and night!

Wang Feng raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a half-smile: "Aren't you going to wash up? Go to the Twilight Temple like this?"

Apas was startled and looked down at the marks all over her body. Her fair skin still bore the red marks left from role-playing.

Enraged, she grabbed a pillow and threw it at Wang Feng: "Pervert! Beast!"

Wang Feng easily caught the pillow and casually pinched her waist: "Who was it that clung to me and begged me not to leave last night?"

“That, that’s because…” Apas stammered, unable to speak.

Ten minutes later, the sound of running water came from the bathroom, along with Apas's indignant protest:
"Master! I can wash myself!"

(End of this chapter)