Demon Lord sneered.
"The Fallen Holy Grail's corruption is growing stronger and stronger, and the negative emotions that come with it are surging. I merely chose Lust, the least costly outlet, to vent them. That's better than slaughtering ordinary people.
"Though I don't particularly care whether they live or die either, accumulating merit points isn't easy. Heh, in my current state, even if you got pregnant, it'd be a bastard. Better strangle it the moment it's born."
Miao Teng'er's mother panted as she cursed, "You inhuman bastard."
The bed and their bodies seemed to become instruments, weaving together amid their sweat into a symphony that set the blood aflame.
Zhang Yuanqing shook his head. At this point in time, Demon Lord probably hadn't ascended to Sovereign yet, right? Yet his temperament had already fallen to the level of an Evil Profession.
Among all those negative emotions, he had chosen Lust, the least costly one? So Demon Lord's later habit of grabbing every bitch he passed and screwing her a few times had been a deliberate choice.
At least he still had some conscience left.
Lust truly carried the lowest cost and did the least harm. It was better than wanton destruction and slaughter.
"Fast-forward!" Zhang Yuanqing urged.
The Cat King Speaker obediently fast-forwarded the audio. An hour-long sex scene was over in just over ten minutes.
There was nothing to be gained from this recording.
The Cat King Speaker proactively moved on to the next segment. Zhang Yuanqing listened for a moment, and seeing that it still lacked the information he wanted, immediately said:
"I want information about Ling Jun's mother."
Though the Cat King Speaker was only of the Extraordinary grade, it possessed self-awareness. Its spirituality was even greater than that of the rule-type item, the Red Dancing Shoes.