Subduing Phantylia and Enjoying the She-Devil!

In a dimly lit corner of the corridor outside the Underworld hot spring rest area.

A staff member dressed in ordinary waiter's clothes, head down, holding a clean bath towel, was using the pillars as cover to hold his breath and focus his gaze on the spring-like scene in the rest area through the openwork window.

It was none other than the Lord Ravager had infiltrated in disguise— Phantylia.

She witnessed Lin Hai's sudden arrival and heard with her own ears the undisguised intimacy between the seven women and Lin Hai.

Every word spoken, every glance exchanged...

Even though Lin Hai deliberately concealed it, the terrifying aura emanating from him was still as deep and unfathomable as a prison, causing Phantylia's soul to tremble.

"We must leave immediately... and send back information about everything here, especially Lin Hai's current condition and movements..."

Alarm bells rang in Phantylia's mind. She cautiously retreated, trying to blend into the shadows and escape this den of wolves.

However, the moment she turned around, she froze on the spot as if she had been frozen in ice!

Because, without her noticing, Lin Hai was already standing less than three steps away from her!

He stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, as if he were just passing by by chance, but his deep gaze pierced through her clumsy disguise and landed directly on her spirit.

The faint sounds of women's laughter drifted from the rest area, making the air here seem even more frozen.

"You've been watching for so long, aren't you going to say goodbye before you leave?"

Lin Hai spoke, his voice calm, yet carrying an imposing pressure that seemed to freeze the very space around him.

Phantylia's heart skipped a beat, and his blood seemed to freeze instantly.

We've been exposed!

When was it?

Did he already find out?

Why did he wait until now to make his move?

Phantylia believed his disguise was flawless, his aura concealed to the extreme!

Overwhelmed by fear, she almost immediately used a life-saving technique to escape.

But reason told her that in the face of this being who could wipe out the stars with his bare hands, any attempt to escape was nothing more than a laughable act of suicide.

In the blink of an eye.

Countless thoughts churned and collided in her mind, ultimately turning into a helpless sigh.

She slowly raised her head, and the facade of ordinariness on her face rippled away like water, revealing a bewitchingly beautiful face beneath, tinged with a hint of evil and weariness.

Phantylia gave up all resistance, her posture more humble than ever before.

"As expected... I couldn't hide it from you after all."

Phantylia's voice was slightly hoarse, and she tried her best to keep her tone calm.

"I was far too presumptuous. You are now almost a god. My insignificant tricks are probably no different from being transparent in your eyes."

Her words carried a sense of resignation, as well as a complex mix of emotions that were difficult to articulate—fear, shock, and perhaps... something she herself was unaware of.

Awe and... thrill?

Lin Hai looked at her quietly, neither denying nor pressuring her further, but simply asked, "Give me a reason to let you go."

Phantylia took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

She knew this was a matter of life and death.

Any falsehood could lead to instant destruction.

Her mind raced, weighing all the options.

Finally, she raised her eyes, her alluring gaze meeting Lin Hai's directly, and uttered the boldest, and most likely to be effective, words:

"I've heard... that you always have a sense of pity and appreciation for beautiful women."

Her voice carried a deliberate, melodious allure, yet also a hint of desperate gamble. "Though I, Phantylia no benevolent person, I believe... this appearance of mine is still pleasing to the eye. If you do not despise me... I am willing to exchange my body for a way to live."

She made a suggestion that even she found absurd, using herself as a bargaining chip.

The air seemed to freeze.

Phantylia held his breath, awaiting the final Judgment.

Is it a despicable act of destruction?

Still...

Lin Hai's gaze lingered for a moment on her stunningly beautiful face. His gaze was calm and unwavering, yet it seemed to see through all her pretense and scheming.

Just when Phantylia was about to despair, he slowly spoke, his tone still calm. "Okay."

Those two simple words were like a pardon to Phantylia; her tense nerves relaxed instantly, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

Her overwhelming will to survive almost brought her to tears of joy.

Who would have thought she was a notorious female demon?!

"Is it... now?" she asked instinctively.

A mixture of fear and a strange anticipation.

Before this almost godlike being, she found that all her prized seductive skills seemed pale and powerless.

All that remains is the most primal instinct: the female's subservience to the male.

Lin Hai shifted his gaze slightly, looking towards the side of the rest area, at the meticulously maintained bamboo grove that appeared quiet and poetic under the night lights.

Deep within the bamboo forest, a graceful little pavilion with upturned eaves can be faintly seen.

"There's a pavilion over there; the surroundings are quite nice."

He said it, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Phantylia instantly understood his meaning. Without the slightest hesitation, she lowered her eyes and replied, "Yes."

The two walked one after the other through the corridor and into the secluded bamboo forest.

The bamboo leaves rustled, and moonlight filtered through the gaps, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

The pavilion stood there quietly, surrounded by soft gauze curtains that fluttered gently in the night breeze.

Stepping into the pavilion, Lin Hai sat down on a stone bench and looked at Huanlong, who stood at the entrance, looking somewhat at Phantylia.

He didn't urge him, but simply opened his arms, a simple yet commanding gesture.

This action, like a signal, shattered the last vestiges of hesitation and restraint in Phantylia's heart.

She looked at the man in front of her.

He was powerful, mysterious, and held the power of life and death in his hands; he possessed a strength and aura that could shake the stars.

Disgust?

Fear?

Perhaps.

But at this moment, a stronger force, a mixture of an instinct for the strong and a curiosity about the unknown, took over.

Phantylia bit her lower lip, a resolute glint in her eyes, and then took a step, as if drawn by invisible threads, walking step by step towards the Lin Hai.

Finally, she obediently nestled into his open arms, pressing her alluring body tightly against him.

Raising her head, Phantylia offered her red lips.

The kiss, initially tentative and awkward, was quickly replaced by a more intense and chaotic emotion.

She didn't know why she felt this way; it was as if the man's very aura possessed a captivating magic.

Lin Hai's strength, his charisma, and his current tolerance all transformed into a fatal attraction, making her willingly succumb to it.

Lin Hai responded to her kiss, his kiss domineering and irresistible.

The kiss ended, Phantylia feeling lingered, and her eyes were misty.

Lin Hai lowered his head, his warm lips slowly sliding down her slender neck, finally resting on the hollow of her delicate, jade-like collarbone.

When that burning touch pressed against her collarbone, Phantylia trembled violently and let out a suppressed whimper, a mixture of shudder and indescribable pleasure.

She closed her eyes, letting herself be completely enveloped by this unfamiliar yet powerful aura.

My mind is in turmoil, yet I have a vague feeling... that I haven't lost out.