Chapter 1184: Slut
After inhaling the Seven Emotions Incense, even a Saint would lose their rationality and be unable to hide any secrets.
Therefore, Princess Mo Ran and the cultivators in Moyou Valley firmly believed Gu Linfeng’s words and no longer suspected he was Zhang Ruochen.
“Gu Linfeng and Zhang Ruochen might have some friendship, but they are definitely not the same person. Their personalities are completely different,” Zhen Yin said.
The Azure Dragon Emperor’s voice was gloomy. “I’ll go kill him now.”
“Who allowed you to do that?”
The Sect Leader’s Wife turned around, her eyes sharp as two sword beams.
The Azure Dragon Emperor dared not meet her gaze and immediately lowered his head.
“Gu Linfeng has only passed one Quasi-Saint Tribulation, yet he can kill a strong one like Hongyuan Saint. He is absolutely a top-tier talent. Since he covets beauty, he has a weakness. Those with weaknesses can be controlled,” the Sect Leader’s Wife said.
Zhen Yin said, “Master wants to recruit Gu Linfeng into her ranks?”
The Sect Leader’s Wife nodded slightly. “I not only want to recruit him into my ranks, but also make him the Sect Leader. Of course, before that, I must choose a Sect Leader’s Wife to control Gu Linfeng. That way, no matter how high his cultivation is, he will only be a pawn and a tool in my hands. Zhen Yin, you go.”
“Me? Disciple…” Zhen Yin said.
“What, are you not confident in yourself? Or are you unwilling to go?” the Sect Leader’s Wife said.
“Disciple will give it a try.”
Zhen Yin dared not defy the Sect Leader’s Wife’s will and had to agree.
If she could control Gu Linfeng and become the behind-the-scenes power of the Blood God Sect, she would naturally gain many benefits that others could not obtain.
Thinking of this, the corners of Zhen Yin’s mouth curled up slightly, forming a beautiful arc.
The Azure Dragon Emperor also breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Sect Leader’s Wife did not continue to let Princess Mo Ran seduce Zhang Ruochen; otherwise, he would have gone mad.
…
Zhang Ruochen was not truly unconscious; it was all an act.
Princess Mo Ran was indeed as beautiful as a celestial maiden, a rare seductress in the world, and a peerless Saint. Any man who stripped her naked would probably be unable to stop.
But Zhang Ruochen had stopped after all.
That feeling was even more unbearable than a Qi deviation; the masculine energy within him was about to make his whole body burn.
Of course, he did not regret it.
Princess Mo Ran was deep and ruthless. If he really slept with her, he would surely incur deep karma, perhaps even more troublesome than Han Qiu.
Moreover, Princess Mo Ran was the Azure Dragon Emperor’s woman. Zhang Ruochen had no interest in another man’s discarded shoes.
Soon, footsteps sounded.
Zhen Yin walked in, came to Zhang Ruochen’s side, took out a white pill, and fed it into his mouth.
The pill melted into strands of cool energy, flowing into his abdomen, completely cleansing the Seven Emotions Incense.
“To think I, a Saint, have to serve you, a brat. You’re lucky.”
Zhen Yin pursed her lips, then picked up Zhang Ruochen and brought him to the bed. She quickly stripped off his clothes.
Then, a rustling sound was heard.
Zhen Yin also took off her own clothes, revealing a snow-white, graceful body. She came to Zhang Ruochen’s side and lay down.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen opened his eyes and sat up abruptly.
Zhen Yin was startled. She had not expected Gu Linfeng to wake up so quickly.
Zhang Ruochen glanced at Zhen Yin, showing anger, and coldly shouted, “What are you doing?”
Zhen Yin was utterly speechless. She had not done anything yet, and Gu Linfeng had already woken up. Was she supposed to trick him into thinking something had happened between them?
Gu Linfeng was an experienced playboy; how could she fool him?
Zhen Yin was stunned, not knowing how to respond.
Zhang Ruochen sneered inwardly but showed a look of sudden realization on his face. “Earlier, when this Divine Son asked if you wanted to be the future Sect Leader’s Wife, Senior Sister Zhen Yin looked disdainful. How long has it been, and now you want to take advantage of my severe injury and unconsciousness to force a relationship with me? I have to say, you really are a hypocritical and cheap woman.”
Zhen Yin trembled with rage, grinding her snow-white teeth until they creaked, but she could not lash out.
The Sect Leader’s Wife valued Gu Linfeng greatly and intended to support him as the next Sect Leader. No matter how angry Zhen Yin was, she had to endure it and even put on a smiling face.
Zhen Yin suppressed her anger, forced a faint smile, and tried to please him, saying softly, “The Divine Son is dashing and extraordinary, a dragon among men. Who wouldn’t want to be your Sect Leader’s Wife?”
The next moment, Zhang Ruochen slapped out, sending Zhen Yin flying.
Zhen Yin had not expected Gu Linfeng to attack her, and with such force.
With a “bang,” Zhen Yin, completely naked, flew horizontally, smashed through the window, and fell outside the pavilion.
Zhang Ruochen came outside the pavilion, stood on the railing, and looked down.
Zhen Yin, after all, was a Saint. Though somewhat disheveled, she had already stood up and conjured a red dress over her body.
Zhen Yin was furious to the point of madness. Her long hair flew up like steel needles, and a sharp cold aura spread outward. “Are you looking for death?”
Zhang Ruochen showed a disdainful expression. “I am the Divine Son of the Blood God Sect, the future Sect Leader. Who do you think you are to threaten me?”
Zhen Yin clenched her ten fingers, grinding her teeth in hatred.
Now that Gu Linfeng was severely injured, Zhen Yin was fully confident she could kill him.
But in the Sect Leader’s Wife’s eyes, Gu Linfeng’s value far exceeded hers, and she planned to support him as Sect Leader. If she offended Gu Linfeng now, wouldn’t he retaliate in the future?
Zhen Yin regretted not continuing to endure.
What should she do now?
Zhang Ruochen acted arrogantly. “You should weigh yourself. With looks like yours, you want to be the Sect Leader’s Wife? You’re barely qualified to be a bed-warming maid.”
Zhen Yin lowered her head, flames almost shooting from her eyes.
The commotion had already alarmed all the cultivators in Moyou Valley.
But they all stood within the illusionary formation, not revealing themselves.
Seeing Gu Linfeng scold Zhen Yin, they all exchanged glances. Some gloated, while others wondered what had happened.
With Zhen Yin’s beauty and cultivation as a Saint, how many cultivators in Kunlun Realm saw her as a heavenly goddess, unattainable? How could she fail to win over Gu Linfeng?
“Gu Linfeng is a top-tier talent. Though he covets beauty, he is no fool. He must have realized he was ambushed and is venting his anger on Saint Zhen Yin.”
“Everyone knows Gu Linfeng is arrogant and domineering, looking down on everyone. Ordinary people really can’t control him.”
…
Zhen Yin gritted her teeth, her lips trembling. “The Divine Son… is right. Zhen Yin… is not… not qualified to be the Sect Leader’s Wife.”
Zhang Ruochen coughed twice, raised his chin, and asked, “This Divine Son remembers that before I passed out, I vaguely saw a stunning beauty, graceful and fair-skinned, like a heavenly maiden descending to the mortal world. Do you know who she is?”
Hearing this, the Azure Dragon Emperor, standing in the shadows, felt terrible. That little bastard Gu Linfeng was still thinking about his princess!
The Sect Leader’s Wife showed a strange smile, glanced at Princess Mo Ran, and instructed, “Mo Yin, among all the disciples, you have the most beautiful face and the highest skills. It seems you must go to take down Gu Linfeng. If you can make him your subordinate and obey your every command, then the Blood God Sect’s cultivation resources will be at your disposal.”
Princess Mo Ran’s starry eyes flashed with a captivating light. “As long as Gu Linfeng is a man, he will definitely not pass my test.”
The Azure Dragon Emperor stepped forward, blocking Princess Mo Ran’s path, unwilling to let her go.
Everyone could see that Gu Linfeng was a lustful demon, eager to devour Princess Mo Ran whole. If she went, wouldn’t it be like a lamb walking into the tiger’s den?
“Move aside,” Princess Mo Ran scolded.
“That brat Gu Linfeng is nothing. I could crush him ten times with one finger. Why must you humiliate yourself to serve him?” the Azure Dragon Emperor said.
“I don’t feel humiliated at all!”
Princess Mo Ran’s long eyelashes fluttered lightly, and she chuckled. Then she added, “Just Gu Linfeng’s courage alone surpasses yours tenfold or a hundredfold. It’s only a matter of time before his cultivation surpasses yours. Isn’t it fine for this princess to choose a stronger man?”
The Azure Dragon Emperor gnashed his teeth in hatred, his hands trembling, wanting to slap Princess Mo Ran.
But as she walked past him, his hand still hung in the air, unable to strike.
Princess Mo Ran wore spotless white clothes, her jade-like feet bare, walking on thick peach blossom petals. Her figure was graceful, her temperament elegant, lively and moving, very much like a celestial maiden untouched by worldly affairs.
Zhang Ruochen stared at her, his eyes wide.
Half of it was an act, but the other half was genuine surprise at her beauty.
Truly a woman who could captivate the world. When seductive, she was a soul-stealing enchantress; when quiet, she was like a descending fairy, so pure one dared not touch her.
“Mo Yin pays respects to the Divine Son.”
Princess Mo Ran gracefully bowed to Zhang Ruochen, a pure smile on her face, pleasing to the eye.
“What a Mo Yin. You’ve made this Divine Son enchanted.”
Zhang Ruochen walked over, stretched out a large hand, and directly wrapped it around Princess Mo Ran’s elastic waist, leading her up the pavilion.
Seeing this, the Azure Dragon Emperor’s eyes were bloodshot, his lungs about to explode with rage.