Martial Soul Temple.
Liu Erlong had returned to human form. After spending some time together in rabbit mode, the Mother Tyrannosaurus had become much more docile.
"Xiao Huolong, you need to think things through before you act. Don't be so reckless," Nan Feng said earnestly.
"Look at what you just did. You actually directed killing intent at me?"
"You should know that the last Clear Sky Sect elder who directed killing intent at me is probably growing grass over his grave by now."
"What exactly do you want?" Liu Erlong's attitude remained cold.
"Kill me or do whatever you want, but if you use that trick on me again, I'll self-destruct and take you down with me!"
"Take me down with you?" Nan Feng raised an eyebrow.
"You think you can do that?"
Ever since returning from the Clear Sky Sect, he had run an experiment with Bibi Dong. The results showed that whenever he suffered a fatal injury, he could spend ten percent of his Soul Power to nullify the damage.
It didn't matter whether the attacker was a Soul Douluo or a Titled Douluo. The result was the same.
In other words, aside from gods, whom he had yet to test, no one could kill him in one hit.
"Don't think a Titled Douluo can protect you forever," Liu Erlong said coldly.
"Oh?" Nan Feng frowned.
"You're still threatening me?"
"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"
"Yue Guan! Come on! Let's drag Yu Xiaogang back here, cut off his little dick, and send him to Xue Ye to be a palace eunuch!"
Liu Erlong's expression stiffened. "Wait!"
"Wait for what?" Nan Feng rose and headed for the door.
"I've given you plenty of chances, considering you're a woman. You chose not to take them, and now you're threatening me?"
"You're a grown adult. How can you still not understand the situation..."
"Hm?" Nan Feng stopped and looked back at Liu Erlong, who had grabbed his shoulder.
"What, you want to try me again?"
Liu Erlong took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, Elder Nan Feng. I acted recklessly. I hope you'll be the bigger person and forgive me this once."
"Forgive you this once?" Nan Feng raised an eyebrow.
"Why should I?"
"Everyone who knows me knows that I'll make a fuss even when I'm in the wrong. When I'm in the right, why would I let anyone off?"
"I understand better than anyone that fortunes change. When you've got the upper hand, you should make the most of it. That way, even if your luck turns and you end up a prisoner someday, at least you'll die satisfied, with no regrets!"
"You..." Liu Erlong's expression froze.
What kind of hooligan bandit was this?
"What would it take for you to let this go, Elder?" Liu Erlong asked in a low voice.
"Xue Ye failed to show me proper respect earlier and paid five million. What about you?" Nan Feng asked.
"How much can you pay? Or, better yet, how much do you think Yu Xiaogang is worth?"
"What do you want, Elder?" Liu Erlong asked.
"I already told you from the start," Nan Feng said.
Liu Erlong's expression stiffened. "I'm afraid I can't agree!"
"Then there's nothing more to discuss." Nan Feng turned away.
Liu Erlong seized him from behind, using all her strength to hold him hostage. "Then I can only take you down with me."
Smack!
Nan Feng reached back and smacked Liu Erlong on the butt. It was remarkably firm and springy—no wonder she was a Beast Martial Soul Master.
"You!" Liu Erlong froze, a wave of humiliation and anger surging through her.
It was the first time in her life anyone had dared to smack her butt!
"What 'you'? Weren't you going to self-destruct? I figured I'd get a feel for things before you turn into a little pile of minced meat," Nan Feng said matter-of-factly.
"Should I evacuate the people nearby?" Yue Guan called from outside the courtyard.
"Probably not. How much damage can a Spirit Emperor's self-destruction do?" Nan Feng replied.
"I don't know. I've never seen one."
"Then go ahead and evacuate them."
"..."
Listening to the two of them chat so casually, Liu Erlong froze.
Was this guy seriously not afraid of dying?
"Why haven't you blown yourself up yet?" Nan Feng urged.
"Yu Xiaogang's waiting to become the palace eunuch."
"Elder Nan Feng, why do you..."
"Why do I want you?" Nan Feng cut her off.
"To be honest, at first I was just joking around. After all, when it comes to bullying men and women, I'm more interested in the former. As for the latter, it's not like I don't already have someone, and you're not that attractive to me."
"But then you reacted so strongly."
"I wasn't planning to go this far, but since you wanted to play the self-destruct game with me, it'd be rude not to make this worth your while."
"Wouldn't you agree, Xiao Huolong?"
"..."
"Don't be nervous. Self-destruction only takes an instant. It won't hurt," Nan Feng said.
"You'll be trading your life for a secure position for Yu Xiaogang in the royal court. It'll be the last thing you ever do for him, and I'm sure he'll be very grateful!"
"With a woman like you, what more could a man ask for?"
Liu Erlong lowered her head in silence, her heart a tangle of conflicting emotions. She wanted to self-destruct and end it all, but the thought of the Spirit Hall taking revenge on Yu Xiaogang after her death kept her from making up her mind.
Her arms gradually weakened around Nan Feng, then fell away a moment later.
Nan Feng turned around and patted Liu Erlong on the shoulder with an exasperated look. "Xiao Huolong, you should live a little more freely. Look at you—a mighty Spirit Emperor, pushed to this point by a tiny weakness and a measly Soul Ancestor like me."
"I feel sorry for you!"
Liu Erlong looked up at him, full of resentment. "Don't hurt Xiaogang."
"Then do you know what you need to do?" Nan Feng asked.
Liu Erlong took a deep breath, as though she had made an enormous decision. "I understand!"
Xiaogang, you have to be all right!
"???"
Nan Feng's expression turned strange.
So the plot in those books wasn't made up? People really did cave to this kind of threat?
Did art imitate life?
Under the moonlight, in a pavilion, Liu Erlong had changed into a black dress at Nan Feng's request. It clashed horribly with her temperament and left her ample curves on full display.
"What do you think of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?" Nan Feng poured Liu Erlong a cup of tea.
"I... Hm?" Liu Erlong had been preparing to make one last desperate attempt, but froze.
"What, you can't answer?" Nan Feng asked.
"What do you mean?" Liu Erlong asked, confused.
He'd threatened her like that during the day, then made her dress like this, and now he was bringing up this strange subject?
"What do you mean?" Nan Feng countered.
"Did you really think I went through all this trouble just to sleep with you?"
"Miss, don't think those two lumps of yours are worth all that much. You're not that attractive to me."
"I want you not for your body, but for your identity as Elder Yu Luomian's illegitimate daughter."
Liu Erlong froze. "What are you trying to do?"
"I should warn you that Yu Luomian doesn't care about me, his illegitimate daughter. He has his own son in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."
"If you think I can help you go up against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, you're mistaken."
"He doesn't care?" Nan Feng looked up.
"Are you sure?"
Liu Erlong turned her head aside, her expression uneasy. "Even if he cares, it's only because of my talent."
"Isn't that obvious?" Nan Feng said, exasperated.
"Would you be interested in someone useless and damn ugly? Or do you think the legendary love of parents is really that great?"
"I won't deny that parents like that exist in this world, but they're rare. Most parents don't love their children as much as you think. Even when they share the same mother, parents favor the more talented one. Anyone who isn't blind can see that."
"Ultimately, no one favors you for no reason. You have to have something that appeals to them."
"Even if Yu Luomian pays attention to you because of your talent, so what? Isn't the Yu Xiaogang you talk about also interested in you because of your talent and your looks?"
"Or do you think Yu Xiaogang would still fall for you if you were old, ugly, incompetent, and had a terrible personality?"
"Miss, confidence is a good thing. It's better than being timid and insecure, but too much confidence makes you an idiot."
Liu Erlong's expression stiffened.
This bastard had a way of saying things that really fucking hurt!
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