Monster Girl Development Master.

After the most magnificent head was accommodated, Mira finally answered Zhuang Sen's question: "I'll take a loss and give her some of what I extracted myself, or you can try giving her some blood. Although it only has the effect of one-tenth of the essence, it will make her understand what she missed."

"Hmm, maybe this is better?"

As soon as Mira finished speaking, her body trembled violently, and her jade-like legs, which were straddling Zhuang Sen's thighs, suddenly tightened, clamping Zhuang Sen tightly. The tingling sensation from her flower core made the evil vampire abandon his wicked plan and instead indulge in the pleasure of eating.

Mira's pert buttocks rose and fell rapidly, her slender waist swaying tirelessly. Each time she rose, she would take the opportunity to bite Zhuang Sen's lips, using her delicate pink tongue to rummage into his mouth. Each time she fell, she seemed to have a grudge against Zhuang Sen, slamming her pert buttocks heavily onto his thighs, making a loud slapping sound.

Loud, continuous sounds of water emanated from her already incredibly moist vulva, the gurgling sounds interspersed with alluring moans, causing Anjie, who was covering her face, to blush crimson. Although she had never experienced anything like this herself, she had heard about it from books and other people, after all, she was a noblewoman—but what she had read or heard about could never compare to witnessing it firsthand!

Especially since Johnson and Mila are a handsome man and a beautiful woman with good looks, great figures, and great temperament, even during their intercourse they are as beautiful as a painting, and a famous painting with a clear contrast. Their breathing sounds are like beautiful music, making people unable to help but listen, and then be captured by the alluring affection and fiery desire, and also feel waves of desire.

Moreover, Ange has now become a monster girl, a shadow harpy—the desires of harpies are among the highest of all monster girls.

A burning sensation rose from her lower abdomen, and thick, honey-like fluid gushed from her most vulnerable spot, causing Ange immense discomfort. At only fifteen years old, she had never even tried to soothe herself. Although her monster-girl instincts told her how to extinguish this flame, Ange, whose hands had transformed into wings, was powerless to do so. Her futile attempts to caress herself only intensified the desire, leaving her to rely solely on her willpower to resist.

To be honest, Anjie's willpower is really strong. She really held on. Although her face turned as red as a boiled crab, at least she didn't yell and pounce on Zhuang Sen. After all, she's a smart girl who can build her own chamber of commerce at such a young age and do so quite well. She's got some skills.

"Damn Zhuang Sen, and that bastard Mira, don't think you can make me submit like this!" Ange thought viciously, happy for her victory and looking forward to Zhuang Sen and Mira's exasperation.

But all she saw were the two people who stood up from the chairs above. Zhuang Sen held Mira's shapely buttocks in his hands, kneading them as he helped her move back and forth. Mira's legs, which had been spread apart, were now tightly clamped around Zhuang Sen's waist, as if she wanted to break him. Neither of them looked at Ange, and Ange couldn't see their faces either, because they were kissing passionately, with only the sounds of water and sucking replacing the moans.

Anjie's gaze could only fall on Zhuang Sen, who was constantly entering and exiting her honey hole. The huge object covered in viscous liquid was like a magnet, firmly holding her gaze. She subconsciously wondered what it would feel like if this huge object entered her unguarded, pure white honey hole and thrust heavily into the deepest part.

No, we can't think of it that way; this is just their trick!

Anjie, you're destined to be the world's number one businesswoman. Men will only get in your way!

Thinking of her dream, Anjie's eyes sharpened!

On the other side, Zhuang Sen and Mira were also close to their peak. To be precise, since it was just a spur-of-the-moment thing, the two did not deliberately compete. When the feeling came, they gave the signal at the same time and completed the release.

The cool, hot fluids and the scalding essence erupted simultaneously, mixing together and causing the two, who had just released and were still in a sensitive state, to tremble again. Mira's legs could barely stay together and drooped limply.

"Mmm~" Mila leaned lazily against Zhuang Sen's chest with a comfortable and satisfied moan. "Don't pull it out yet. Put my head down, or the essence will drip out."

Zhuang Sen was speechless: "Didn't you want to share some with Anjie?"

Before Ange could object, Mira said, "I've changed my mind. I can't bear to part with such a delicious essence."

What could Zhuang Sen say? He could only place her head down on the chair. After all, she was a vampire, and being upside down was a racial talent, so he wasn't worried about anything happening. Then, Zhuang Sen slowly withdrew the still relentlessly pursuing vampire from the lair. Finally, even though he was exhausted, the still quite large Zhuang Sen trembled slightly as he withdrew from the lair entrance.

With this shake, the already overflowing essence was flung into a ball, landing near the stunned Anjie's mouth.

The strong, unpleasant odor stimulated Shadow Harpy's sense of smell up close, and the sticky texture traveled through his delicate facial skin to his brain. Shadow Harpy, who was already struggling to resist his desires, stared at Zhuang Sen with dissatisfaction and disgust, and subconsciously followed his instincts to stick out his tongue and sweep it across the corner of his mouth.

grunt.

As she finished swallowing, Ange realized what she had done, and what was even harder for her to accept was that she actually felt good. And it wasn't because she had eaten that kind of thing, but because she had eaten Zhuang Sen's thing.

The monster girl's instincts, the hunting instincts of the shadow harpy, declared to her that she should hunt this perfect prey before her, the only prey in her life. She would ravage every inch of his skin, imbue every part of his body with her scent, and make him infuse each of her eggs with his essence—only he could do it! It had to be him!

The intense impulse made Ange's black feathers bristle, and her dark, deep eyes stared intently at Zhuang Sen, who was tired but still strong. Her [Eagle Eye] ability made her feel as if she were right in front of Zhuang Sen, able to see even the wrinkles and textures clearly, which aroused her even more.

However, she restrained herself, mainly because she knew she couldn't win. Zhuang Sen was just one potion away from completing his third awakening. Although she was much stronger than she used to be, fighting a bloodline user who had reached the third awakening was still a bit too much to ask. Besides, even if she didn't go, Zhuang Sen would definitely come. That despicable bastard, he talked a good game, but actually used such disgusting methods to attack her mind. He would definitely do even worse things next, like making her fly in the air while he bullied her and danced, or making her crawl on the ground with her butt sticking up...

Thinking about the strange scenes she'd read in those unspeakable, mysterious books, Anjie's resolve gradually hardened; she would not yield! Therefore…

So when she watched Zhuang Sen approach Mira, who was hanging upside down in the chair, and gently prop up her head and upper body with cushions, she didn't react at all.

Mira kissed Zhuang Sen on the cheek and giggled, "Looks like someone couldn't hold back anymore, Zhuang Sen, were you really not doing that on purpose?"

Zhuang Sen rolled his eyes: "Do I look that weird?"

Mira: "Then Lydia's head must have accidentally touched those weird places last night, right?"

"Ahem." Zhuang Sen looked up at the sky. He couldn't very well say that this was a game he had wanted to try ever since he learned about the Headless Knight Girl in his past life.

Mira gave a soft snort, ceasing her teasing of Zhuang Sen. Instead, she turned her attention to Ange, whose gaze was burning as if she wanted to pierce Zhuang Sen's skin: "Miss Ange, don't rush to drool over my man. How's your own bloodline?"

Mira, who had personally experienced it, was well aware of the effects of the Zhuang Sen Essence. Although that little bit of essence couldn't even increase the bloodline development rate by 1%, it didn't mean it would have no effect at all! Even a 0.1% increase far exceeded the normal progress rate of a bloodline user, and its effect was comparable to some low-level rare and precious materials.

Hearing Mira's words with a heavy smile, Ange felt somewhat indignant, but she didn't argue. Instead, she silently sensed her own condition and discovered that her bloodline development rate had increased from 8% to 8.08%!

"Looks like you're getting a feel for it? That's right, Zhuang Sen's essence can enhance bloodline development and strengthen the state of monster girls like us." Mira twisted her head, looking down at the shocked Ange, and coaxed, "So, Miss Ange, what do you plan to do next? As you can see, this thing is very rare, especially since there are already five people who need it, and there will be more in the future, right? What do you plan to use to exchange for it?"

"Or are you planning to refuse? Refuse the opportunity to complete three awakenings in a few months, or even look forward to four or five awakenings? Haven't you felt the changes in your bloodline yet? Do you think my dear Zhuang Sen can give you an even better bloodline?"

At this moment, in Anjie's ears, the scholar's intellectual and elegant voice was like a devil's temptation. And the changes in her bloodline were like the devil's fragrant bait, making her want to continue forward even knowing that there was an abyss ahead.

Zhuang Sen even wondered if his scholar had become a little too wicked. Was the vampire bloodline really that powerful? Or was the elegant and intellectual scholar actually a cunning and wicked woman at heart?

As Zhuang Sen tried to communicate with Mira through his eyes, Ange's inner turmoil finally subsided. She bit her lower lip and said, "I agree, come on!"

Having said that, she closed her eyes in humiliation and spread her wings.

And then, nothing happened.

Mira chuckled and said, "You agree, but Zhuang Sen might not. After all, you've caused so much trouble. Maybe it's better to kill you...right, former president of the Anti-Zhuang Sen Alliance, now Miss Prisoner?"

Ange understood Mira's meaning. All the previous struggles and determinations, all the thoughts and games she had played, were condensed into two cold choices in Mira's ruthless words: to live a lowly and pitiful life, or to die with firm pride.

Her lips trembled slightly as she looked at Zhuang Sen, who had stood up. She didn't even know what her gaze was like.

Mira's constantly shifting statements, her erratic behavior, and the various objective facts and changes all confused Ange's intelligent mind. Most importantly, Ange always knew that her life wasn't in her own hands; she just mistakenly believed she had a choice—this is where Ms. Mira's most malicious aspect lies.

How terrifying, a vampire, or perhaps Mira?

Zhuang Sen sighed and walked to An Jie's side. He gently stroked An Jie's small and delicate face. The pitiful expression, like that of a hungry chick, gradually disappeared with Zhuang Sen's touch, replaced by a surge of joy and anticipation, and even a hint of trust.

Zhuang Sen lowered his head slightly without saying a word, his lips pressing against An Jie's forehead, then moving down her cheeks, past her brightening eyes, past her delicate nose, and finally to her lips. Zhuang Sen paused slightly, as if hesitating, and the nervous An Jie immediately offered her fragrant lips. Her soft, creamy lips awkwardly pressed against Zhuang Sen's, the inexperienced girl almost knocking out her teeth, yet she dared not show any pain, cautiously as if serving a deity.

Zhuang Sen exhaled a warm breath, and he skillfully opened his mouth to capture An Jie's lips, personally guiding her to learn the technique. His deep black eyes slightly lifted, gazing into An Jie's equally dark eyes. His gentle gaze caused An Jie's lower body to twitch, as if she were about to expel a bird egg.

The gentle kiss ended as her lips parted, and Anjie opened her mouth slightly, seemingly lost, leaning towards Zhuang Sen, but Zhuang Sen pressed her shoulders down: "Anjie, what happens next is a different story, isn't it?"

The gentle tone was like a breeze, causing Anjie's heart, which had been plunging into despair after a series of blows, to suddenly rebound. Her last bit of resistance vanished, and she broke free of her restraints. The chains that had been tightly binding her snapped instantly, along with the last remaining fabric covering her body, revealing her youthful body brimming with girlish vitality.

A delicate little lotus flower blooms red on a body as white as jade. Below her slender and soft belly is a patch of pure white. Between her slightly raised mons pubis, sticky spring water flows continuously from a pink honey slit, falling onto her soft thighs and flowing all the way to her small feet, which have now turned into ferocious claws.

But before the honeyed water arrived, the ferocious claws had already transformed back into crystal-clear jade feet, with each of the ten toes distinct, white with a hint of pink, like pearls. The arches of the feet, taut with shyness, clearly showed blue lines, making them irresistible to the eye.

Known for her shrewdness, greed, and cunning, Ange Leon now resembled an innocent and delicate young girl, timidly waiting for Zhuang Sen to plucking her.

Zhuang Sen grabbed the alluring little foot with one hand, gently kneading it, and finally said, "I'm coming in, my dear sister~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Da Zhuangsen parted the narrow passage and went against the current, pausing only briefly before reaching the deepest part in one breath.

Pain, itching, swelling, pleasure—all sorts of sensations made Anjie momentarily lose her senses, but Zhuang Sen had no intention of waiting. Harpy's bird hole was too tight, even tighter than the dwarf woman's, squeezing Zhuang Sen so hard that he could only speed up his movements to avoid being tightly bound.

To make it easier to exert force, he could only grab Anjie's two small feet with both hands and lift them up. Anjie had no ability or desire to resist. Her original final plan also became useless in the face of the violent impact, just like her limp wings. Her whole body was completely molded into Zhuang Sen's appearance in the midst of intense physical and psychological pleasure.

The author says:

Author's Note: This chapter was quite difficult to write. Originally, it was going to be a more traditional BDSM style, like abdominal thrusting, but halfway through I felt there were some character issues, so I changed it to a husband-and-wife team-up PUA. I think it's alright... Anyway, please vote with your monthly tickets!

Chapter 97: Jealousy and Fighting

As the sun rose higher and set, Zhuang Sen changed his clothes again, preparing to contact the Church of the Goddess of Commerce to see if he could retrieve the forbidden book that Ange had sold them. Miss Mira, who had begun to dislike the sunlight, folded her bat wings, sipping milk mixed with the essence she had personally extracted, while happily flipping through the book in her hands, occasionally sticking out her pink tongue to sweep the milk clinging to her lips into her mouth.

"That's really perverted."

Ange, who had already folded her wings and claws, spoke in a "low voice," though it was unclear who she was referring to. After the initial shock subsided, she realized she had been manipulated by Mira and Zhuang Sen in a coordinated attack. But to be honest, it felt pretty good…

Thinking of Zhuang Sen's gentle yet rough affection, and feeling the rapidly increasing power within her, Anjie felt no regret, only a slight annoyance with Mila. Clearly a perverted woman from out of town, yet she acted so elegant and intellectual, and stayed so close to Zhuang Sen—she wasn't jealous that Mila could drink Zhuang Sen's milk to her heart's content!

That's right, that's exactly it. It has absolutely nothing to do with Johnson liking Mira more or giving Mira more milk!

Ange stared at Mira, while Zhuang Sen looked at Ange, speechless. Could it be that his penis was really mixed with ice? How could it be that he was subdued with just one shot?

Just kidding, Zhuang Sen knew very well the reasons for Anjie's change of heart.

Ultimately, it was the immense profit that convinced her. The entirely new monster girl bloodline and the new method for rapid power-up were enough to sway Ange's shrewd business acumen and persuade her to join.

—That's what Zhuang Sen thought.

His thinking was correct, but not quite right, because he overlooked the biggest interest—himself.

Ange looked at Mira, both angry and already plotting how to help her beloved brother Zhuang Sen and make up for her previous foolishness. But first, she needed to figure out how far her dear brother intended to go: was becoming a king enough, or did he want to build a vast empire, or even unify the entire world?

This is very important because she, Zhuang Sen's dearest sister, would never disobey her brother's wishes! Of course, it would be best if she unified the entire world, after all, that way, she would be the undisputed number one businesswoman in the world!

As for whether Zhuang Sen can achieve this, even if he does nothing else, as long as he sleeps with the monster girls he transforms into every day, he will eventually be able to unify the world.

So Angela was actually very angry about Mira's previous deliberate disruption. Why didn't she just let Zhuang Sen have his way with her instead of doing such pointless things? Sigh, the Kingdom of Thousand Towers.

Ange's thoughts were churning wildly when she suddenly felt a little weightless. She then realized that Zhuang Sen had picked her up without her noticing. She immediately flashed a smug smile and looked down at Mira. Mira, too lazy to argue with this self-controlled female dog who had been trained, simply gulped down her milk.

Tsk, diluted it definitely doesn't taste as good as drinking it straight.

From the side came Anjie's sweet voice: "Brother Zhuang Sen~ Is there anything I can do for you?"

Then came Zhuang Sen's normal voice: "Be normal, stop acting so pretentious. Since you're so free, go and clean up your allies later, so they don't block the road."

Mira nodded slightly. Oh, it was important business. Then it was fine. Of course, even if it wasn't important business, it wouldn't concern her. After all, she and Zhuang Sen were just business partners.

"No problem, brother~"

Anjie agreed to Zhuang Sen's request, but her tone was still cloyingly sweet, as if she had been coated with ten pounds of honey. Mira couldn't help but slam her wooden cup on the table. Damn it, can't you have any self-awareness that you're a subjugated captive? Who are you calling "brother"? Who's your brother!

"Zhuang Sen, let's go."

Unable to bear it any longer, Miss Mira took Zhuang Sen's hand and draped a black cloak over her entire body.

Zhuang Sen glanced at the sunlight outside, which had weakened considerably, and squeezed Mira's soft, cold little hand: "If you're not feeling well, you must tell me, Mira."

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of fool who can't see the situation clearly and only acts according to old experience." Mira's voice was still elegant and intellectual, but it had a bit more aggression in it. However, her attack was just right, leaving Ange unable to retaliate, and she could only sullenly burrow into Zhuang Sen's arms.

Feeling the increased force in his chest and palms simultaneously, Zhuang Sen could only smile. This level of jealousy was inevitable; as long as it didn't escalate into a chaotic scene, it would be fine. However, since the monster girls all followed him, such a situation wouldn't occur. Even if a chaotic scene did happen, he would simply beat them all to their knees, turning them into silver-faced figures.

The three stepped outside, and the sunlight streamed down. Mira let out a soft hum, and the small hand she was holding, which was now burning hot, made Zhuang Sen stop immediately and step aside to shield her from the sunlight. Mira gently shook her head, a smile playing on her lips beneath her hood: "I'm fine. It's not as hot as Zhuang Sen's."

He can still say such witty things; he really seems to be fine.

Zhuang Sen patted Mira's head and quickly walked towards the stables, choosing a shady spot—once he got into the carriage, everything would be fine.

Anjie, nestled in Zhuang Sen's arms, looked down at Mila with a serious expression. She should have known better. This perverted scholar was so good at seducing Zhuang Sen, how could she not know how to act cute? How despicable.

Mira raised her head slightly, letting the curve of her lips reach Ange's eyes. She was just a stupid prisoner who wanted to fight her. What an idiot.

With their gazes mingling like open and covert attacks, the three arrived at the stables. However, before they could find Zhuang Sen's private carriage, several familiar figures came into view.

"Zhuang Sen~"

"Darling~"

"Zhuang, Master Zhuang Sen..."