The Empress, It's Time for Your Ascension!

"Oh my, why is our little sister so shy?"

Yan Lingji bent down, her finger gently stroking Na'er's cheek.

Na'er lowered her head, her long hair obscuring half her face, the tips of her ears red as if about to bleed.

"Sister... don't..."

"Don't what? Don't touch you? Or don't tease you?"

Yan Lingji leaned in with a smile.

"Didn't you just hear brother say it? He's a tentacle monster~"

Na'er's body trembled slightly.

She looked down at the black dress she was wearing.

Brother's body was enveloping her.

"Ten... tentacle monster..." she whispered.

Yan Lingji's laughter grew more delighted.

Just then, the black clothes on Na'er's body suddenly surged.

Several pitch-black tentacles emerged from behind her back, wrapping around her wrists and waist, pulling her up into the air with a gentle tug.

Another tentacle lifted her chin, forcing her to look up.

"So, my little Na'er--"

Jiang Ce's voice echoed in her mind, with a hint of teasing.

"Are you ready too?"

Na'er's cheeks flushed, her eyes shimmering with moisture.

But then she remembered what her brother had said earlier—unifying the world, being the sister of the Empress, the Protector Princess.

She bit her lip, trying hard to suppress her shyness, and nodded.

"If... if Brother likes it... feel free to... take Na'er..."

Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's, yet carried a clumsy sincerity.

Jiang Ce chuckled.

"Hmph, hmph-- Then, Na'er, let's start by practicing your oral skills."

A pitch-black tentacle extended to her lips, gently tapping.

Na'er's face turned even redder.

But she didn't dodge.

She cupped the tentacle with both hands, lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Yan Lingji watched this little white flower begin her "practical exercise," let out a few charming laughs, and leaned in.

She held the same tentacle, kissed it a few times, her eyes filled with allure.

"My King, your concubine wants some too~"

Xiaomeng stood to the side, her expressionless.

What were these people up to again?

She wanted to turn and leave.

Before she could take a step, a tentacle extended from her shoulder, pressing against her mouth.

Xiaomeng turned her head.

The tentacle followed, pressing against her lips again.

Xiaomeng turned again.

The tentacle followed again.

She glared in Jiang Ce's direction, her gaze icy.

But Jiang Ce completely ignored her.

The tentacle was forcefully pushed to her mouth.

Xiaomeng gritted her teeth.

"...Mmmph."

Meanwhile, Yan Lingji, while "practicing," was also distracted, controlling the puppets guarding outside.

"Go, tell the Black Cloud Chamber of Commerce and the auction house to get all the fresh soul beast corpses, and buy them."

The puppets received the order and left.

Less than half an hour later.

The chamber of commerce square was piled high with soul beast corpses.

There were Scarlet Flame Tigers as large as five or six meters, and Wind Blade Wolves half the height of a person.

Some had died only recently, their blood still flowing; others had been left for a day or two, their flesh slightly darkened.

In total, there were over eighty beasts, with ages ranging from three thousand to ten thousand years.

"My King, everything is prepared."

Yan Lingji wiped the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, Na'er choked several times, tears streaming from her eyes as cream leaked from the corner of her lips.

"Honestly, little sister, you shouldn't be so wasteful."

Yan Lingji scraped the cream from the corner of her mouth and placed it into her own.

Na'er felt even more bashful, lowering her head and feeling useless—she couldn't even do such a small thing right, surely she had disappointed her brother.

Jiang Ce's tentacle gently patted Na'er's head.

"Na'er is very good, and very capable."

Regarding Na'er, Jiang Ce found grooming this little white flower to be quite interesting.

He did not intend to devour her in one bite; instead, he planned to tease and toy with her thoroughly, so that when the time came to finally savor her, she would be even more delicious.

To the side, Xiaomeng's throat bobbed as she drank the thick Amul yogurt, gulp after gulp.

Only after the massive syringe had injected all the fluid did the tentacle withdraw.

Xiaomeng cast a cold glance at the tentacle before her, let out a huff, and wiped the corner of her mouth.

"Then go, and let me boost you all once more."

At this time, Yan Lingji's other six clones also returned.

They had previously been sent to escort the old, the weak, the women, and the children to safety.

Along the way, they had slain several villains and soul beasts, raising the age of the Venom symbiotes on their bodies to six thousand years.

All the clones returned to their positions, standing in a row.

Nine Yan Lingjis, with identical appearances and identical figures.

"My King, everyone is here."

The many Yan Lingjis looked on with anticipation at the mountain of soul beast corpses piled up in the plaza.

The main body of Yan Lingji walked to the center of the plaza.

"Begin."

Pitch-black Venom tissue surged forth from everyone simultaneously—the main body of Yan Lingji, the eight clones, Xiaomeng, and Na'er.

Countless tentacles covered the soul beast corpses and began to consume them.

The sound of bones shattering rose one after another as flesh and blood were enveloped by Venom and rapidly dissolved.

The age increased.

An eight-thousand-year Scarlet Flame Tiger converted into four hundred and eighty years.

A five-thousand-year Wind Blade Wolf converted into three hundred years.

A ten-thousand-year Iron-Backed Dragon converted into six hundred years.

For over eighty soul beasts, the total age was approximately four hundred and twenty thousand years.

With varying degrees of freshness, the average conversion rate was about six percent, and Jiang Ce gained a total of twenty-five thousand two hundred years.

The Venom symbiote of Yan Lingji's main body had dropped from twelve thousand seven hundred years to six thousand three hundred and fifty years after splitting half with Na'er.

However, after subsequently killing those nobles, guards, and the personnel of the Black Cloud Chamber of Commerce, it had risen back to thirteen thousand years.

Added to the feedback from the soul beasts, the total age climbed to seventeen thousand years, and her soul power subsequently broke through to level sixty-eight.

The two combat clones participated in frontal combat simultaneously, their symbiote age rising from twelve thousand seven hundred years to sixteen thousand years, and their soul power breaking through to level sixty-seven.

The other six clones, who had previously been responsible for escorting the old and weak, had originally only possessed five thousand years, but after slaying some soul beasts along the way, they had recovered to six thousand years.

Added to the soul beast feedback, their symbiote age reached ten thousand years, and their soul power broke through to level sixty-six.

The Venom symbiote on Xiaomeng's body rose from fifty-nine thousand years to seventy thousand years, pushing her soul power to level sixty-nine.

The one on Na'er's body rose from six thousand three hundred and fifty years to nine thousand years; although her soul power had long been overflowing, she remained stuck at level ten due to the lack of a first soul ring.

"Not bad."

Jiang Ce's voice rang out.

"Now—"

A tentacle extended from the clothing on Yan Lingji's body.

"Let's go. It is time to take the Heaven Dou Imperial City and have you ascend the throne as Empress."

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[Da Siming guards the post.]