Shen Fei

Dawn. A gentle breeze stirred.

Half-asleep, Shen Fei heard a steady knocking.

"Who's got a death wish, waking me up before I'm done sleeping in? I'll knock your head clean off your shoulders!"

He shoved the clingy Little Maidservant aside, threw off the covers, and strode angrily toward the door, his shoulder-length red hair loose and his fists as big as vinegar jars.

For some reason, the moment he got out of bed, his vision suddenly went black. But it cleared again almost immediately.

Shen Fei guessed it was because he'd overexerted himself last night.

That slut Shen Xiu was to blame. If she hadn't stopped me, I could've shared a bed with the little beauty last night and gotten to know her intimately!

He couldn't have the little beauty, and the thought made him itch like a cat with fleas. So he could only imagine her face as he vented his frustration on other maids who resembled her, until he'd exhausted himself and ended up dizzy as soon as he got out of bed.

Ah, if only he could share a night of passion with the little beauty.

Thinking this, Shen Fei opened the door.

"Huh???" The moment he saw who was standing outside, Shen Fei's eyes went wide.

The little beauty?

Before Shen Fei could recover from his shock, Yu'er swayed and collapsed into her arms.

Shen Fei hurriedly caught her by the arms and helped her onto the bed.

"You, get out!" Shen Fei grabbed the bedmaid by the hair, dragged her off the bed while she was still asleep, and dumped her onto the cold floor.

The maid jolted awake.

She waited on the old man during the day and the young master at night, went to bed later than a dog and got up earlier than a chicken. Did she have an easy life? And now she was being treated like this! Like a worn-out rag, used and tossed aside. Shen Fei was worse than an animal!

Afraid of Shen Fei's tyranny, the maid didn't dare complain to his face. She only shot Yu'er, the usurper in her bed, a venomous glare, then picked up the clothes scattered across the floor and slunk out. She even thoughtfully closed the door behind them.

"Little beauty, have you finally come around?" Shen Fei leered. He laid Yu'er on the bed and began removing her clothes, one piece at a time.

Maybe it was just his imagination, but Shen Fei felt the little beauty wasn't as tall as she'd been yesterday, and her breasts weren't as full.

When she was down to her bandeau and underpants, Shen Fei froze.

Yu'er was covered in bruises, as if someone had beaten and abused her.

"Bitch, how dare you treat my woman like this! Just you wait—I'm not done with you!" Shen Fei cursed Shen Xiu. He rubbed the bruises on Yu'er's lower abdomen, his heart aching. "Don't worry. As long as your young master is here, I won't let Shen Xiu abuse you again."

Even though Yu'er was badly hurt, Shen Fei had no intention of letting her go. He kept trying to remove her underpants.

Suddenly, Yu'er opened her eyes and reached out to choke Shen Fei.

Shen Fei was already weak, and the moment she grabbed him, he passed out.

"Son of a bitch! How dare you set your sights on this old man? I'll bite you to death!" Yu'er glanced at herself, stripped like a plucked pig, and immediately understood what had happened. She opened her cherry-red lips and lunged for Shen Fei's neck.

Then she stopped. Instead of biting him to death, she could possess him.

The body she currently inhabited had been badly damaged by the mysterious egg and those bastards from the City Lord's Mansion. It would take months to recover. Rather than waste all that time repairing a broken tool, she might as well switch to a new one.

Yu'er's almond-shaped eyes rolled thoughtfully. Then she quickly formed hand seals and struck Shen Fei on the forehead. With the blow, Xiangliu's soul shot into Shen Fei's Soul Sea like a streak of light and began devouring his soul.

"Awoooo!"

Sensing the intruder, the Crimson Flame Black Tiger fused with Shen Fei immediately fought back.

But it was only a Black-Gold Demon Spirit, no match for the legendary Xiangliu. After a few exchanges, Xiangliu tore it apart and devoured it.

"So what if you're a Silver Demon Spirit Master? You still ended up being devoured by me!" Though it had taken some effort, Xiangliu eventually took over Shen Fei's body.

Shen Fei's soul was a little stronger than Yu'er's, but not by much. Before a legendary Xiangliu, it was as flimsy as paper—one poke was all it took to pierce it.

Although Xiangliu's soul had moved into Shen Fei's body, the Poison Godhead was still with Yu'er, and it had already merged with her.

An evil, terrifying grin spread across "Shen Fei's" face as he slowly opened his gaping maw...

After reclaiming the godhead, Shen Fei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, changed into a splendid robe, clasped his hands behind his back, and strode out of the room toward Shen Xiu's courtyard.

All that remained in the room was a heap of bloodstained women's clothes in disarray. Yu'er had vanished without a trace, as if she'd disappeared from the face of the earth.

Xiangliu had meant to return to Shen Xiu's courtyard, but its injuries were too severe and its mind too muddled. It took a wrong turn without realizing and ended up at Shen Fei's courtyard.

Seeing the courtyard in ruins, Xiangliu's heart tightened. It rushed inside in a single bound.

It opened the concealed mechanism and looked. The passage to the underground cavern had already collapsed.

Xiangliu threw back its head and roared, "Bitch! How dare you destroy my body? I'll kill you—no matter where you run, I'll tear you limb from limb!" Its face was deathly pale, and it clenched its fists so tightly that its nails pierced its palms without it even noticing. It was clearly furious beyond measure.

Its body had been destroyed, and Shen Xiu had suddenly disappeared. She was certainly involved.

If it had known this would happen, it should have killed her yesterday!

Speaking of which, that bitch wasn't at the Sacred Family. Where had she gone?

Early morning. The sky was ablaze with rosy clouds.

Saint Orchid Academy, faculty dormitory.

Shen Xiu lay on her side on Chang Ping's bed, propping up her cheek with her right hand and stroking her shapely legs with her left. She gazed speechlessly at Chang Ping, who sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.

He'd been full of energy in the carriage, so how come he'd gone limp as a deflated ball once they got to bed? Had she been too harsh with him at the academy gates? Had she hurt his feelings?

That wasn't the case.

Chang Ping was checking his status panel and had no time to pay attention to Shen Xiu.

Name: Chang Ping

Sex: Manly Man

Hobby: Mature Women

Talent: Physical Augmentation+ (Strength increases by eighteen pounds per minute)

Strength: 19171 (Gold Star One Warrior)

Soul Force: 26 (Apprentice Demon Spirit Master)

Soul Sea: Weak Water-type, Blue Hole Form

Passive Skill: Level Three Berserk

Martial Arts Techniques: Great Ancestor Long Fist, Severing Descendants Foot

Soul Cultivation Technique: Human Dao Divine Art

Redemption Record: Nuclear Torch, Silver Desert Eagle, Gasoline Barrel, Silver Mask, Beautifying Camera, Silver Fist Technique, Bronze Dagger, Barbecue Grill, Silver Leg Technique, Advanced Diving Suit, C4 Explosive Pack

...

"Manly Man?" Chang Ping twitched his eyebrows, lifted his red undershirt, and looked at his ten-pack abs.

He dropped his shirt and glanced back at Shen Xiu, who was lounging like a consort.

"Mature Women?"

Well, she was certainly mature—overripe, even.

"Weak Water-type... Blue Hole Form..." Chang Ping turned back and continued examining the other new entries on the panel.