Chapter 389: Chapter 389

The gate of the Gothic castle.

Each of the women summoned resting Treasures, creating their own domains, be it the Yaochi Water Pavilion, a small Bone Tower, a desolate Bamboo Grove, or a Pumpkin Lantern Carriage...

The growth of Enchanting Demons is as slow as that of Elves. Although the women present were adults, they still appeared to be only tens of years old by human age standards.

Therefore, upon hearing that the future King’s Husband was only eighteen, which in the light-year scale of the Enchanting Demons was still a young boy, a playful expression appeared on the faces of the women, each with their own thoughts.

Any female Enchanting Demon going up would be like a colt pulling a cart.

Being young, with an underdeveloped mind, was easier to manipulate.

Although the King’s Husband couldn’t participate in politics and held little power, a simple maneuver could easily earn some benefits for the forces behind them.

The second female Enchanting Demon flicked her sleeve and stopped at a small Bone Tower, adorned with jewels, beautifully decorated, with Merfolk sheer curtains hanging down, hiding a graceful silhouette.

A pair of ink-colored eyes flickered with a seductive light, and malicious intent deep inside.

The tightly closed door opened, and a girl in a moon-white dress walked out coldly, her Jade Foot blooming like lotus petals. Wherever she passed, flowers bloomed and withered, all turning into a land of withering Netherworld.

"Columbia, what is the King’s Husband like?"

"How is the King’s Husband? Is he just a little boy?"

"Isn’t the King’s Husband so young, is he dead?"

"If it were me, I’d just stand up and trample him. The weak King’s Husband should be brutally humiliated by us."

The women chattered among themselves.

Noticing the curious gazes, Columbia closed her beautiful eyes and, enduring the numbness in her legs, said blandly:

This one word sparked the imagination of the women, who could already picture the King’s Husband crying his heart out, bringing a smile to their faces.

After saying this, Columbia added: "I only slightly struck and suppressed the King’s Husband. You all better be gentle with him, don’t leave him with a psychological shadow."

As her words fell, a crack opened in the void, countless Nether Flowers blossomed, and she turned to step into the realm of the Netherworld.

As the crack closed, Columbia slumped to the ground with a slap, her exquisite and jade-white body sinking into a sea of flowers, taking a while to recover.

Blame it on the seniors!

When she came out, she was going to settle accounts with the two seniors, but they had already run off to serve the Third Princess.

If so, she would also follow the senior’s example and dig a pit for the sisters behind her.

Why should she suffer alone?

Only if future sisters suffer together, can there be true fairness.

When Columbia left, the women’s eyes flickered, ready to go in and trample anyway. In dreams, they couldn’t die.

It belonged to the Princess, not them. If it broke, let the Princess fix it herself.

The second Enchanting Demon, wrapped in a purple cheongsam, her plump body decorated with a white Bone Flower, looked both seductive and dangerous.

She smiled enticingly, captivating the heart, carried a charming fragrance, and stepped into the castle gate.

With purpose in mind, she intended to leave a lasting impression on the King’s Husband, controlling him as a puppet.

The Bone Flower Enchanting Demon, covered in fragrant sweat, her dress soaked with sweat drops, exited the door. Enduring the tingling numbness from electric shocks, she was furious.

What tender, what youthful, screw you!

This was clearly a Great Demon King!

Endless stamina, boundless desire, comparable to the lustful Demon Gods of myths!

The Bone Flower Enchanting Demon gritted her teeth.

When she came out, she was about to settle accounts with Columbia, but the girl had already run home to report her findings.

In that case, she would follow Columbia’s example and dig a pit for the sisters behind her.

Why should I suffer alone?

Only if future sisters suffer together, can there be true fairness.

She discreetly put on a pleasurable smile, causing the secretly observing Enchanting Demons to nod in approval, gathering to ask how the King’s Husband tasted and if he was indeed tender. Read full story at noveⅼfire.net

All they heard from the Bone Flower Enchanting Demon, after straightening her disheveled hair, laughing softly:

"That King’s Husband is indeed tender, not strong, already tormented into nonsense, mind in a haze."

"Couldn’t defeat me, just called for his mom. But I also left him with his last breath."

"Sisters entering, do not bully him further, mom will feel distressed."

Enduring discomfort, she turned into a fragrant breeze entering the small Bone Tower, the Merfolk curtains fell, and her whole body softened, only recovering after a long while, immediately leaving the castle.

The women exchanged a glance, all with a smile, seeing that all who experienced earlier said so, that he was truly tender.

The weak King’s Husband deserves to be devoured by us, hahahaha...

The third Enchanting Demon, sitting upon a lotus in the Yaochi, with celestial looks, holy and noble, under the envious gazes of the women, stepped into the castle gate, swallowed by dim light, like a Fairy trapped in a Demon’s lair.

The Fairy emerged, enduring soreness and resentment toward a dear sister, smiled coolly at the women:

A blood-haired woman was combing her hair at the dressing table. Under the bone lamp light, her skin was as white as snow, her beautiful eyes like a condensed starry sky, seeing through ancient and future.

She slightly frowned; just now, it seemed something had tugged at her strings of fate.

After much contemplation, she noticed nothing except Chu Yi’s ongoing battle in the dream, causing her form to gradually clarify, becoming visible without the bone lamp’s illumination.

This was a benefit of infusing a future legendary fortune into the Royal Court, allowing her, the Royal Court’s regent, to swiftly regain strength.

She would support Chu Yi, and upon his promotion to a legend, he could help her find her true form in the endless star domain.

It wasn’t that the contemporary legends weren’t competent, but the unique rules of the endless star domain would deplete the Royal Court’s resources, severely erasing the existence of a top-tier force.

As for the current Princess, even the battle-savvy Third Princess Chen Xi, honestly, her potential couldn’t compare to Chu Yi’s.

Sun Gods, Time, Fate, Netherworld, Gluttony...

Aside from multiple authorities, there was the consumption of Evil Gods’ taboos to craft Magic Potion, resulting in a cheat-like cultivation speed.

In less than half a year, transforming from an ordinary person into a Radiant Moon powerhouse.

This was by no means a normal legend, but a reincarnation of some ancient deity.

"Grow quickly, little one."

The blood-haired woman murmured, closing her eyes to rest.

Holding a number card [18], she stood on a Bone Dragon, playing a Beast Card game with a newly arrived sister.

This was entertainment for the high-ranking members of the Royal Court, modeling after the Beast Taming World’s cultivation system. Each deck of cards clandestinely stored one or more Pet Beasts, alongside item cards, etc.

The opponent was a newly arrived tall woman, her snake-like eyes revealing a hint of confusion.

Dan Yu was still bewildered.

While Chu Yi was embroiled in battle, she used Radiant Moon authority, escaped the Ten Thousand Souls Ridge, and teleported nearby, immediately suppressed by the Royal Court’s world will. Falling from the sky, Misty rescued her.

Looking at the number card [19] in her hand, Dan Yu instinctively drew a Pet Beast card to play, gazing at the buildings in front of the castle with a confused face.

Why was everyone lined up? What were they doing?