I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

Suddenly, Shen Youyao closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly several times, and her expression underwent complex changes, as if she were engaged in a silent struggle.

When she opened her eyes again, her pupils had turned blood red, and her timid gaze had disappeared, replaced by a lazy yet dangerous cold light.

A faint, ambiguous smile slowly curved the corners of his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, his entire demeanor transformed from that of a timid cat into that of a leopard leisurely sizing up its prey.

Gu Yan was overjoyed and quickly asked for her help.

Shen Youwei leaned against the wall, her arms crossed over her chest. Her languid posture created an eerie contrast with the collapsing street outside the wall behind her.

She raised her eyebrows, her tone suggesting she was discussing what to have for lunch.

"What's the benefit? I don't do things without a benefit, you know me."

Gu Yan said that they should talk about it after they dealt with the monster; now was not the time to negotiate.

Shen Youwei shook her head, her smile deepening, and waved a finger in front of Gu Yan.

"No, explain it now."

"I'm not like my sister, a silly girl who can be easily fooled with a few kind words. I don't do business without reward."

Gu Yan looked at the collapsing buildings outside and the offering that was desperately vomiting blood, her voice becoming somewhat anxious.

"What do you take human life for? People are dying outside. Those law enforcement officers and ordinary people have no grudge against you."

Shen Youwei tilted her head and gently tapped her smooth chin with her fingertip, her blood-red pupils showing no emotion.

Her tone was soft, as if she were reciting a poem she knew by heart. "Human life is nothing but a bubble in the river of time; if it doesn't burst today, it will burst tomorrow."

"You save them, but a hundred years from now they will still be dust."

"Why get so anxious and upset over a bunch of bubbles that are destined to burst?"

Gu Yan took a deep breath and shook her head. This woman's values ​​were completely opposite to her sister's.

"Just tell me what you want. I don't want to discuss philosophy with you."

Shen Youwei took a step forward, a step that completely erased the remaining distance between the two of them.

She stood on tiptoe, her face almost touching Gu Yan's nose. His face was reflected in her blood-red pupils, and there was something indescribable in the smile on her lips.

"Give me a kiss, and I'll help you get rid of that dark, lumpy thing. You still haven't made up for what happened last time."

The screams outside and the figures of the worshippers being blasted away flashed through Gu Yan's mind.

"Youwei, is this the time to make a scene?"

"Hey, the old man from the Chen family seems to be dying. Gu Yan is so fierce. I'm just a little girl, and he's making me fight those monsters."

Gu Yan's lips twitched. She gritted her teeth, reached out and pressed her shoulder, and finally lowered her head to kiss her lips.

Her lips were soft, cooler than the jelly Shen Youyao usually gave him, but her response was more passionate than he had imagined.

She closed her eyes slightly the moment he kissed her, her eyelashes brushing against his skin.

After a brief touch, Gu Yan stepped back and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Is it okay now?"

Shen Youwei licked her lips and smiled like a cat that had just stolen a fish. She took her hands down from her chest and stretched her wrists.

"Okay, deal."

The girl gently touched her lips with her fingertips again; the warmth of the kiss still lingered on them.

Her movements were slow and elegant, as if she were savoring some precious collection.

Then she turned to face the Lamp Demon, the sound of her sandals crunching over the rubble clear in the ruins.

"Just one kiss, on that dark, dirty thing."

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word rang clearly in the air: "So I'm very unhappy right now."

She reached out her hand, her slender fingers gently pinching the air.

A burst of crimson light exploded from her fingertips. The light did not gradually brighten, but rather erupted like magma that had been suppressed for too long finally finding a crack and gushing out instantly.

The temperature on the entire street suddenly soared at that moment.

The sky for miles around was tinged with blood red, the sun looked as if it were being soaked in a pool of blood, the clouds were dyed dark red, and even flocks of birds flying by scattered in fear.

In the distance, windows on residential buildings were opened one after another, and people leaned out to look at the sky, then they were all stunned.

That red wasn't the red of the setting sun, but a red that inspired awe from the bottom of one's heart.

"What is that...? How did the sky turn like that?"

"It felt like a god had descended; my legs were going weak."

The light condensed and took shape on Shen Youwei.

It was a blood-red giant, fifty meters tall, with its upper body covered in solid, blood-red armor. Each armor plate was like finely forged steel, gleaming with a cold metallic luster in the red light.

The giant's facial features resembled those of a demon from hell, and his expression was not timid, but rather one of aloof indifference.

It looked down at the ruins below as if they were just a pile of insignificant rubble.

Four arms slowly unfolded, each holding a long sword formed from condensed energy. With each flicker of the blood-red flames burning on the blades, the surrounding air was distorted and deformed.

She stood there, right in the center of the giant's chest.

The light blue skirt fluttered gently in the airflow, and her hair seemed to be edged with gold in the red light.

She didn't move, but simply raised her chin slightly to look at the lamp demon, her gaze as calm as if she were looking at an ant.

The enforcement captain tilted his head back, his neck almost bent at a ninety-degree angle.

The gun in his hand fell to the ground and bounced twice, but he didn't notice at all.

"This is...this is no longer within the realm of superhumans, this is a god."

The oppressive feeling was so strong that I could barely stand.

Behind him, a young law enforcement officer knelt down on the ground, not because he was injured, but because his legs went weak uncontrollably.

In the shadows, on a sycamore tree, the white-haired old man's hands were trembling violently.

He had lived for over seventy years and seen countless powerful figures, but the scene before him made him tremble from the depths of his soul.

"I have only seen this level of power once in my entire life, and that was fifty years ago."

"When that lord made his move, the area within a ten-mile radius was reduced to flat ground, and it remains a forbidden zone to this day."

The soft whip that the middle-aged woman was offering slipped from her hand and fell onto a tree branch, swaying twice.

The Lamp Demon took a step back, then another.

Its cracked face was filled with fear, and the red light in its eyes flickered violently.

Its claws trembled, and its voice became sharp and trembling. "What are you, with this power..."

"You can't be human."

"Humans cannot withstand this level of energy. What exactly is your soul?"