Chang Ping

Early summer.

City of Radiance, Sacred Family Law Enforcement Hall.

"Chang Ping, do you know your crime?" The voice swept by like a cold wind, making one's heart tremble.

Steward Shen Ming narrowed his small, triangular eyes, sat upright in his armchair, and stared like a venomous snake at the youth kneeling below.

The young man's complexion was sallow, his cheeks slightly sunken, so thin he looked as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

He knelt on the cold, hard floor tiles, head bowed, fists clenched tightly, the fire of rage burning in his eyes.

"I'm not guilty!" Chang Ping looked up, glaring defiantly at Shen Ming.

A cold glint flashed in Shen Ming's eyes: "You trespassed into the Eldest Young Lady's private chambers and attempted indecent acts, and you still claim innocence? Guards, drag this lecherous dog slave out and have him castrated!"

Two burly household servants rushed into the Law Enforcement Hall, grabbed him from either side, and dragged him towards the door.

Chang Ping let them drag him out, without begging for mercy or uttering a single soft word. He gritted his teeth, staring fixedly at Shen Ming.

This scumbag not only treated him like cattle and horses, withholding his wages, but now he was framing him with a baseless charge, aiming to make him childless.

It would be best if he didn't survive, otherwise, he would definitely return the humiliation he had suffered tenfold!

"Wait!"

Just as Chang Ping was about to be dragged out the door, a charming female voice rang out.

Chang Ping turned his head and saw Eldest Young Lady Shen Xiu stepping over the high threshold and entering the Law Enforcement Hall.

She had a devilishly perfect figure, dressed in revealing and sexy attire, her wine-red hair tied back, and a pair of snow-white beautiful legs appearing and disappearing within her purple-red mini-skirt.

"Let him go, and get out!"

Shen Xiu's phoenix eyes glared, and the servants quickly released Chang Ping, scrambling out of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Chang Ping patted the dust off his trousers, straightened his back, and looked provocatively at Shen Ming.

"Eldest Young Lady, what do you mean by this?" Shen Ming shot Chang Ping a vicious glare, then asked Shen Xiu in confusion.

This brat actually dared to make faces at him, so brazenly confident, could he be involved with Shen Xiu?

This brat was poor and untalented, and his appearance was also ordinary. Was Shen Xiu blind?

Shen Xiu crossed her arms, her red lips parting slightly, and said coldly, "Just castration is too good for him! For peeping at me bathing, he should at least have his hands and feet chopped off, his nose and ears cut, and his eyes gouged out, only then can my anger be appeased."

?!

Upon hearing Shen Xiu's words, Chang Ping was so startled that he fell onto the ground, instantly feeling as if he had plunged into an ice cellar.

He thought Shen Xiu had come to save him, but he never expected her to be here to harm him as well.

What bad luck!

"Why am I so unlucky? Who did I provoke?" Chang Ping wailed inwardly.

He wasn't from this world, but from Earth, transported to the world of Tales of Demons and Gods by some unknown mysterious force.

Having no system or special skills, he was forced to work for the Sacred Family.

He slept later than dogs and woke earlier than chickens every day, bullied by other servants, and harassed by the old dog Shen Ming.

He endured it all, because as long as he saved up enough tuition fees of two thousand Demon Spirit Coins, he could study at Saint Orchid Academy. Knowing the plot, he was sure he could change his fate.

Tomorrow, after he received his wages, he would have enough money and could leave.

Who would have thought he'd suddenly be accused of peeping at Shen Xiu.

If he had, he would have accepted the punishment.

The key was, he hadn't!

He guessed that the old dog Shen Ming didn't want to pay his wages and deliberately found an excuse to torment him.

"Alright, we'll do as Eldest Young Lady wishes! I'll call people in right away!" Shen Ming said with a sinister smile, thinking: Show off, you brat, keep showing off! Let's see how this steward deals with you, heh heh heh...

"No need!" Shen Xiu closed her phoenix eyes and raised her hand to stop him. "I'll take him back to deal with him myself. He's just a lowly servant, there shouldn't be a problem, Steward Shen Ming?"

"No problem, no problem!" Shen Ming waved his hands repeatedly.

Shen Xiu was the Family Head's half-sister, so he had to give her some face.

"There is a problem!" Chang Ping quickly stood up, raising his fist in protest. "I'm just working for your family, not selling myself to you. Even if I did something wrong, the City Lord's Mansion should handle it. You have no right to punish me!"

Shen Ming was amused by Chang Ping's naive words.

"Brat, you're truly endearingly foolish! Our Sacred Family is a top-tier family. Even if we killed you, the City Lord's Mansion wouldn't say much, because you're just a powerless, lowly vagrant!"

Shen Ming looked at Shen Xiu, who was already growing impatient, and said respectfully, "Eldest Young Lady, please take him away!"

Shen Xiu glanced at Shen Ming, then suddenly spun around gracefully, and with a backhand, grabbed Chang Ping's slender neck. Her sharp nails pierced his skin, and blood instantly flowed out.

Chang Ping was almost suffocating.

She lifted Chang Ping with one hand, carrying him out of the Law Enforcement Hall like a flimsy plastic bag.

Despite her delicate appearance, Shen Xiu possessed terrifying strength.

Chang Ping's face turned purple from lack of air, and he thought inwardly: It's over!

Watching the backs of the two as they walked away, Shen Ming narrowed his triangular eyes and muttered, "Why do servants peek at her bathing every month? Aren't they afraid of dying? Speaking of which, what did Shen Xiu do to those servants? Everyone she sent away just vanished into thin air, it's strange!"

"Bang!"

The door was forcefully rammed open.

Chang Ping traced a beautiful parabola through the air, landing on the spotless agarwood floor.

Due to suffocation, Chang Ping's mind was blank, his thoughts completely gone. He could only mechanically gasp for air.

A mysterious fragrance filled the room, faintly mixed with the smell of blood.

Shen Xiu turned and closed the door, then slid the bolt.

She took off her shoes and, wearing flesh-colored stockings, swayed her slender waist as she walked over, exuding allure.

However, her face remained cold.

In a daze, Chang Ping felt his waistband suddenly loosen. His buttons were undone one by one, and a chill spread across his chest.

Opening his eyes, he saw Shen Xiu straddling his soft stomach, staring with a pair of fiery phoenix eyes. She extended sharp, pointed claws and slowly reached towards his left chest.

"What are you doing?" Chang Ping trembled in panic, instinctively raising his hands to push her away.

Shen Xiu grabbed his wrists and, with a crack, twisted his arm into a pretzel.

"Ah!!!"

The intense pain made Chang Ping completely sober. He screamed his lungs out.

"Don't be afraid!" Shen Xiu covered Chang Ping's mouth with her right hand and pressed down on his chest with her left. She licked her scarlet lips and said, "I just need to borrow your heart for a moment. I'll return it to you when I'm done."

"Pfft!"

Before Chang Ping could agree, Shen Xiu's claws pierced his skin and grasped his heart.

Watching his own heart beating wildly being swallowed by Shen Xiu, Chang Ping asked unwillingly, "Why... me?"

Shen Xiu stood up, took out a handkerchief, and wiped her face. She looked down at Chang Ping from above and explained, "Only the heart blood of a Virgin Boy can help me cultivate!"

After wiping her mouth, Shen Xiu grabbed Chang Ping by the neck and walked him to the bedside.

She reached out and pressed a spot on the wall. The bed board suddenly flipped up ninety degrees, revealing a hidden passage from which the sound of flowing water could be faintly heard.

Shen Xiu tossed Chang Ping into the hidden passage as if he were garbage. With another press, the bed board flipped back down.

Judging by how skillfully she moved, it was clear this wasn't the first time she had done something like this.

Chang Ping slid down the straight, dark passage. His breathing grew weaker, and his consciousness became increasingly blurred.

Suddenly, a cold mechanical voice sounded in his ear.

[Golden Finger has arrived! Congratulations on obtaining S-rank Talent--Physical Augmentation, gaining one jin of Strength every minute!]