Lord Yueye, You Didn't Ask for His Name

In the end, Xuan Ye was still pressed back onto the bed by the two of them and forcibly dressed in a brand-new set of Moon Demon Race attire.

Yue Xing, as if deliberately, added a cool remark.

"The undergarments were all personally changed by Lady Yueye earlier."

Xuan Ye's movements instantly froze.

Fortunately... he thought, I'm still a child now...

It doesn't matter.

Right... it doesn't matter.

Next came the process of changing clothes.

Skin contact was inevitable, and he could clearly feel the touch and warmth emanating from the two sisters.

Through the thin fabric, a smooth, silky sensation came through.

Xuan Ye's heart stirred slightly, but he forcibly suppressed that fleeting tenderness.

He closed his eyes, sinking his consciousness into the Sea of Consciousness, and began to take stock of the gains from his narrow escape from death.

[Host: Xuan Ye] [Rank: Fourth Tier Great Knight (Fifth Tier 58%)] [Inner Spiritual Power: 1760] [Innate Inner Spiritual Power: Light 100, Darkness 62] [Equipment: Chaos Spirit Furnace, Vengeance (Glorious Tier, Evolving)] [Revenge Evolution Progress: 42%]

With just a rough glance, Xuan Ye's heart began to pound uncontrollably.

His Innate Dark Inner Spiritual Power had surged by a full five points!

The Revenge Evolution Progress had directly increased by thirty percent!

As the progress rose, the originally blurry patterns on the Vengeance Longsword's blade, set aside at one side of the tent, became slightly clearer, gaining an additional aura that intertwined the sacred and the sinister.

What delighted him even more was the increase in all skill proficiencies.

Skills like Holy Light Judgment and Holy Healing Technique, both Fifth Tier, had directly advanced to the Master level!

And all skills below the Fourth Tier, except for the secret technique Instantaneous Movement Steps, had reached the Perfect level!

This qualitative leap in skills directly drove a surge in Inner Spiritual Power, skyrocketing it past seventeen hundred!

This was practically a complete transformation!

No, there was more!

"Demon God Emperor Bloodline, second awakening..."

Xuan Ye's focus landed on the newly acquired ability.

[Demon Form: Can condense a demonic phantom behind the back. The phantom will follow the Host in movement and attack, granting the Host partial demonic abilities. Note: This form can be transformed into a sacred phantom through the power of 'Vengeance'.]

The specific capabilities still needed to be tested in practice.

But just from the description, it seemed very powerful.

Just as Xuan Ye's mind was surging with excitement, the dressing service before him continued.

He could sense that when his elder sister Yue Chen adjusted his collar, her fingertips deliberately avoided any contact with his skin, and her movements carried a barely perceptible stiffness.

His younger sister Yue Xing was even more direct.

As she tied the sash around Xuan Ye's waist, her hands had no sense of restraint, and several times she cinched it so tightly it hurt him.

This level of force, to Xuan Ye who had long been tempered in the wild, wasn't even worth an itch, so he naturally couldn't be bothered to mind.

Just then, the tent's curtain was suddenly flung open.

Yueye strode in with large steps.

Yue Chen and Yue Xing immediately stopped what they were doing, bowed respectfully, and spoke with full deference.

"Lady Yueye."

But Yueye didn't even glance at them. She rushed straight to Xuan Ye and grabbed his hand.

Those violet eyes were brimming with pure concern, almost overflowing.

"How do you feel? Are you more comfortable?"

"Oh, right, you must be hungry. I've prepared some food for you."

With that, she pulled Xuan Ye over to the other side of the tent.

On a small table was laid out a lavish meal: roasted Magic Beast leg meat, golden and glistening with oil, various berries exuding a sweet fragrance, and a bowl of steaming wheat porridge.

Yueye pressed Xuan Ye into a seat, constantly piling food into his bowl, and even picked up a spoon, as if she intended to feed him herself.

The worry and heartache in those eyes were completely undisguised.

Xuan Ye watched her movements, momentarily stunned.

He thought of Cai'er.

That girl who always wore a stern face yet carefully took care of everything for him.

It had been... a long time since he last saw her.

An indescribable bitterness surged in his heart, and Xuan Ye's expression dimmed.

Seeing this, Yueye immediately softened her voice to comfort him.

"It must be because you were discriminated against by other demons before, right? It's okay, from now on with me here, no one will dare bully you anymore."

Off to the side, Yue Xing cupped her face, her mouth pouted high.

Damn it! The Princess Royal has never treated me like this!!

Why!

Why!

Why!

So mad!

So mad!

So mad!

Meanwhile, Yue Chen furrowed her brows tightly, a cloud of suspicion gathering in her heart.

These two people were so strange.

One was clearly not upset because of physical pain, but rather... as if longing for something.

The other's comfort was completely off the mark, never once mentioning the matter of him being a "traitor."

So bizarre.

Wait.

A flash of lightning struck through Yue Chen's mind.

What was that traitor's name?

Yueye cared for him so deeply, yet from start to finish, had she never asked?

Yue Chen's thoughts raced.

But Yueye remained completely oblivious.

She held Xuan Ye's hand, her grip neither too firm nor too light, and walked straight out of the tent.

"You just woke up, don't stay cooped up. I'll take you around to see the sights and clear your mind."

Yueye held Xuan Ye's hand as if it were a rare treasure.

Led by her for the moment, Xuan Ye's gaze fell upon the unique architecture of the Moon Demon Race.

The houses were mostly built from deep purple stone blocks, their lines smooth and elegant, with pointed towers reaching toward the sky, engraved with intricate silver Demon Marks that emitted a faint glow in the dim surroundings.

Yueye pointed at a distant watchtower, recounting the history of the Moon Demon Race, then pulled him toward an open platform, saying she wanted to show him all the surrounding scenery.

Her enthusiasm nearly melted Xuan Ye.

Finally, Yueye led him to an exceptionally magnificent tent.

This tent was even more luxurious than her own main tent, with three layers inside and out, the floor covered in soft fur from some unknown Magic Beast, and a censer in the corner burning calming incense.

"From now on, this will be your residence."

Yueye straightened his collar for him, then pointed at the ever-present Twin Sisters behind her.

"Yue Chen and Yue Xing are my personal maids and my most trusted people. If you need anything at all, just go straight to them."

Hearing this, the pair of Sister Flowers both smiled at Xuan Ye.

Yue Xing's lips twitched, and on her usually expressionless little face, she forced out a smile, but the hostility in her purple eyes hadn't diminished in the slightest.

Yue Chen's smile was flawless—gentle, soft, with no flaw to be found.

Yet standing a few steps away, Xuan Ye felt that the smile didn't reach her eyes, and a chill rose in his heart.

He thought it over.

These two were Yueye's confidants; they wouldn't harm him.

Xuan Ye nodded, accepting this.

The next day passed exceptionally comfortably.

In matters of food, clothing, shelter, and travel, Yueye, the princess of the Moon Demon Race, personally took time to accompany him, attending to every detail.