Immortals and Demons Take Flight

Ji's short remark was like a bomb going off in Lei Dong's chest, its force surging outward. She was right: Queen of Pain Infidi and Canglan Fairy were both iconic figures of the Immortal and Demon Races, yet their styles were worlds apart—complete opposites.

Without realizing it, Lei Dong's primary consciousness had been influenced by the instincts and hormones of this Demon Body. And on top of that, Ji was right there, patiently coaxing him along.

Everything Ji had taught Lei Dong earlier, she now put into practice on Queen of Pain, branding a mark that belonged to Lei Dong deep in her soul. The imprint was still rather faint, though; if it wasn't reinforced for a long time, it would gradually fade away.

Even so, in her current state, Queen of Pain had already developed a powerful sense of dependence on and adoration for Lei Dong. Her pair of bewitching, wild demon eyes gazed deeply at him, as if she already regarded him as the most important person, the most important presence, in her life.

Although that Evil Technique had produced such a miraculous effect, the Mental Imprint couldn't change Queen of Pain's nature. When she heard Ji's suggestion, she showed no aversion at all. On the contrary, she seemed quite eager. She pursed her alluring, seductive lips and said in her magnetic voice, "If Master wants to favor that little ** of a Canglan Fairy, it'll be her honor. If she refuses, I'll use the Whip of Pain to lash her until she's willing to do anything for Master."

"Then hurry up and go. Are you waiting for Master to ask you?" Ji said, hands on her hips, scolding her with such domineering authority that she seemed to have become half the Queen's master.

Queen of Pain still