Demonic Calamity Across the Heavens: Starting with Little Li's Flying Dagger

Chapter 155 The Bet, The Correct Way to Use the Flower Slave

The bright moonlight shone through the window onto Yaoyue's fair, jade-like skin, making her smooth back appear as if draped in a layer of silver gauze. The red marks left from her childhood, which had been repaired during the day, were even more noticeable on her pert buttocks.

Yaoyue lay on the table by the window, most of her dark hair tucked under her body, the rest flowing around her neck and falling below her face. Her sharp phoenix eyes were filled with a constantly refining edge, but Wei Wu's words echoed in her mind: "I hit you not to bully you, but to save you~"

"You used your true energy to break open your bones and then put them back together. It was an amazing skill. Unfortunately, you can only use it once in your life. If it weren't for the superb medical skills of Su Ying and me, this day next year would have been your death anniversary."

"It's a pity you can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape punishment. Even though your true energy is extraordinary, your body is full of blood stasis and blockages, making it difficult for you to move even a little bit."

"Now that I'm hitting you, it's to dissolve the bruises on your body, restore your strength, and gradually regain control of your body."

"Shameless—"

Yaoyue's lips moved slightly, and she weakly uttered a curse. With her cheek pressed against the table, she could clearly hear her powerful heartbeat protected by her inner energy, and she could also feel the slight trembling of her fingertips as they touched her face.

Wei Wu did not utter a single lie.

Even so, Yaoyue would not feel that she had received Wei Wu's favor. With her pride, she would rather die than accept such a humiliating "treatment plan".

But now she was like meat on a chopping board, completely at Wei Wu's mercy.

"He can still speak, so his strength has recovered somewhat."

Wei Wu raised his hand in mid-air, and the moonlight fell on his fingers, like a piece of silver gauze that could be seen but not touched. As his fingers fell, it intimately clung to Yao Yue's back, as if he were slowly dressing this beautiful woman, Zhao Ruxue, on the body of the red plum blossom.

Yaoyue could feel the warmth emanating from Wei Wu on her body. Though too weak to struggle, she still mustered her strength to curse, "Despicable scoundrel!"

Wei Wu's fingers paused, then slid down over Yao Yue's beautiful back. His warm palm gently caressed her pert buttocks, where most of the red marks had disappeared. Using a technique similar to scooping the moon from the seabed, he made Yao Yue blush instantly and bite Wei Wu tightly.

"You! Shameless! Stop!"

Wei Wu ignored Yao Yue's impotent rage and instead leaned down gently in her ear, speaking in a calm yet tender tone: "First, you are the one who is toothless now."

Secondly, I stopped, but you wouldn't let me go.

"third,"

Wei Wu brushed the hair away from her face, revealing her near-perfect profile, and said gently, "If I were truly a despicable person who took advantage of a weakness, would you still keep it?"

Yaoyue's face flushed crimson, her phoenix eyes blazing with fury. She gritted her teeth and said, "You think you can fool me with your sweet talk?!"

"How about we make a bet?"

Wei Wu did not linger in the gentle embrace, but instead gently picked her up and placed her on the bed. He reached out and covered her with a blanket. Their eyes met, and he chuckled as he said, "I bet your sister Lianxing will become my flower slave."

"Wishful thinking!" Yaoyue sneered. Even though she was in a vulnerable position, her phoenix eyes still revealed her contempt for Wei Wu, like the proud and bright moon in the sky. Even if there were some hardships, they could not break her pride.

"Since you're so confident, are you willing to take this gamble?"

"good!"

Inviting the moon is perfectly acceptable.

Even her own sister was only slightly more important to her than the other flower servants in the palace; at least, that's what she still thought at the moment.

Using Lianxing as a bet was a bet she felt she was sure to win, and she felt no psychological burden whatsoever.

She said coldly, "How long will it take you?"

As proud as she was, she actually gave Wei Wu the entire time allotted for the bet.

Wei Wu said with a smile, "A beauty like you is protected by the Mingyu Skill, so even ten years later you will still be as beautiful as ever. But if you ask someone like me to guard a celestial being like you for ten years without touching you, that would be too much to ask."

"How about we set the date for the tenth?"

"Fine, if Lianxing refuses to become your flower slave within ten days, I'll kill you!" Yaoyue glared at Wei Wu with hatred, her eyes practically screaming that she wanted to skin him alive.

Wei Wu tucked the blanket around her and said, "If you lose, I want you to become my flower slave too."

Yaoyue snorted but didn't reply.

Wei Wu put his hand under the covers.

The cold arrogance on Yaoyue's face gradually melted away, her two thin eyebrows gradually furrowed, and her tightly clenched silver teeth, like a solid stone wall, squeezed out the words "Stop."

But this was not what Wei Wu wanted to hear, so he did not give up.

Seeing that Yaoyue's face was growing increasingly flushed, and her whole being was as fiery as a volcano about to erupt, Wei Wu suddenly said, "Since you don't agree to this bet, I don't need to be a gentleman." A forced marriage may not be sweet, but at least it's something you've already swallowed.

"etc!"

Yaoyue decisively called out to Wei Wu, and said as if deflated, "I promise you."

"Very good," Wei Wu withdrew his hand, straightened the quilt for Yaoyue, and wiped her lips, saying, "I hope Palace Mistress Yaoyue can keep her word."

"Pah!" Yaoyue glared at him hatefully, wishing she had more teeth, otherwise she could have bitten off even one of Wei Wu's fingers.

Wei Wu didn't take it seriously and was about to leave.

Suddenly, Yaoyue said, "Wait a minute."

Wei Wu turned around and smiled, "Does the Grand Palace Master perhaps wish to continue?"

Yaoyue's face was very ugly, but she didn't curse. Instead, her tone softened for the first time. She found it difficult to speak, but she still said, "I have something I need you to do."

Although it was still an order, the way she said it in that tone was still astonishing, even Tie Pinggu, who stood to the side like a vase, showed a surprised expression.

"Hua Wuque has lost an arm and his martial arts have been greatly diminished. Find Yan Nantian and break the arms of everyone around him."

Even in this predicament, Yaoyue never forgot the drama she had waited for for nearly two thousand years, nor did she have the thought of having Wei Wu and Su Ying heal Hua Wuque's arm, not even for a moment!

Wei Wu looked at Yao Yue, his face smiling, but his eyes narrowed involuntarily. "I really think you're not human now. You're unbelievably beautiful, and your heart is even colder than human!"

Yaoyue closed her eyes and said coldly, "I will not forget a single thing I am about to do."

"If I help you, what can you offer?"

What do you want?

"How about I get a kiss?"

A long silence fell over the room.

After a moment, Yaoyue finally spoke: "Get lost."

Even with her nearly twenty years of obsession as leverage, Yaoyue still refused to sell her already dwindling chastity.

"Tsk, I really want to sleep with you more and more, Ping-gu. Come, let your old master see how a flower slave should be used!"

Tie Pinggu obediently became a decorative vase, which made Yaoyue curse loudly.

Only after Wei Wu shuddered and left did Yaoyue calm down. Looking at the moonlight by the window, her face remained aloof, but she knew that after being humiliated to this extent, all she had left was a pure land in her heart.

yield?

It's impossible!

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