The Lord of Pleasure Gets Cuckolded

Buzz!

Saint Monica's face immediately turned bright red, and steam practically rose from her head.

This... this works?

Isn't this a bit too perverted?

It's unbelievable that such a valiant Hero could harbor so much depravity deep within his heart.

What kind of Hero has been summoned by the Skyvault Continent this time?

Is this guy really not a follower of the Lord of Pleasure?

Saint Monica's mind was still in turmoil, debating whether or not to accept Qin Chu's proposal. While it might preserve her purity as a pope, it was... far too shameful.

"Your Majesty Saint Monica, my patience is limited. You'd better make a decision quickly."

"Three seconds. If you don't agree, I'll turn around and leave immediately." In this situation, Qin Chu didn't give Saint Monica any time to think.

Saint Monica's eyes were watery, her face full of struggle, watching as Qin Chu began to count down, the three seconds passing in the blink of an eye.

She finally had no choice, took a deep breath, and gave up.

Though it is shameful, it is better than losing one's purity, after all, for the sake of the supreme Lord of Pleasure. That great being will surely understand one's predicament and forgive oneself.

"I...I promise you..." Saint Monica finally spoke.

"Only..."

Saint Monica looked around helplessly. "Should we go to a place like this? Let's go to my palace instead."

Regardless, this is Sanctum.

Even though Saint Monica no longer believed in the Earth Mother, the thought of doing such filthy things in the Sanctum still made Saint Monica feel somewhat resistant.

"No, it's right here," Qin Chu said directly.

"Wouldn't it be inappropriate for the revered leader of the Earth Mother Church Cult to bring a man into her bedchamber?"

"I'm doing this for your own good."

See, I'm thinking of you a lot. It's definitely not because it's more exciting here or anything.

Saint Monica lowered her hands slightly; what Qin Chu said seemed to make some sense.

Even with her resolute mind, Saint Monica was already in a state of confusion under this series of attacks, and had little time to think. After a brief hesitation, Saint Monica no longer hesitated.

A short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one. Let Qin Chu end this quickly so I can have peace of mind.

"Remember our agreement, you absolutely cannot tell anyone about this," Saint Monica emphasized.

"Don't worry, I always keep my word," Qin Chu assured, patting his chest.

Saint Monica no longer hesitated. She took a deep breath, glanced around, walked towards a chair, grabbed the armrests, and leaned down.

As Qin Chu watched Saint Monica adjust her papal robes, his expression grew increasingly cold.

He took a deep breath and began desperately trying to summon the last vestiges of Divinity within him.

It's pitiful that this faint Divinity was exploited to its limit by Qin Chu, that heartless boss.

His originally dark eyes had begun to glow with a fluorescent purple light.

In that instant, Qin Chu was filled with an aura of majesty, as if his body had become exceptionally tall, and his purple eyes gazed down at the figure below as if looking down at a tiny ant.

The entire Sanctum seemed to tremble slightly, and a layer of purple light enveloped the hall, hazy and dreamlike.

Qin Chu's aura grew stronger and more terrifying as he prepared to deliver a final, fatal blow to Saint Monica, thus creating the perfect opportunity for Phil to invade the Saint Monica.

He could feel Phil inside him cheering and eager to take over this new body.

As Saint Monica cleaned the white stockings, she was inwardly cursing Qin Chu's shamelessness. This guy actually had such a strange hobby; it was just awful.

This guy doesn't look like a Hero at all; is he some kind of Magic Creature reincarnated?

Fortunately, she managed to protect her purity from being ruined by that bastard Qin Chu. The great Lord of Pleasure will surely forgive her small mistake.

Now we can only hope that Qin Chu will keep his word and keep this secret.

However, in Saint Monica's eyes, Qin Chu didn't seem like someone easy to talk to. After this first time, there might be a second, a third, a fourth...

It would have been better to gather all our forces and kill Qin Chu outright, thus ending the problem once and for all.

Although it may cause some trouble, there should still be a chance to control it.

"Saint Monica..."

Qin Chu's voice, both ethereal and majestic, resonated like a great bell in Saint Monica's ears.

The eerie sound made Saint Monica instinctively raise her head.

Saint Monica's pupils constricted violently after just one glance at Qin Chu. What had she just seen?

Is that still Qin Chu?

The figure, both hazy and towering, exuded an alluring charm, as if a deity bestowing blessings upon him from the Void.

That was the oppressive force emanating from another social class.

In that instant, Saint Monica's heart trembled violently.

Qin Chu, is he actually the Lord of Pleasure?

No, that's impossible!

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Chapter 329 The Lord of Pleasure, Crimson Green (4)

No, no, no, no... absolutely impossible.

Qin Chu could never be Lord of Pleasure.

The Lord of Pleasure had clearly issued Divine Oracle ordering the killing of Qin Chu. The Lord of Pleasure couldn't possibly want to kill himself, could he? Unless he'd gone mad...

For a moment, Saint Monica couldn't care less about cleaning the stains on her white stockings. Her whole body froze on the spot, her soul suffering an unprecedented and violent shock.

Countless chaotic thoughts flooded her mind at this moment, leaving Saint Monica's head in a complete mess, unable to understand what was happening before her eyes.

Qin Chu? Lord of Pleasure?

She didn't believe that Qin Chu and the Lord of Pleasure were the same being, yet the pressure emanating from Qin Chu was incredibly powerful.

That was a power that no human could possibly unleash; it was an aura of authority that could only be displayed by someone from another social class.

Even though Saint Monica was the High Priestess of the Earth Mother Church, and even though she possessed extraordinary strength and a resilient soul, at this moment, Saint Monica's body could not help but tremble. An almost violent pressure swept over her like a tsunami, constantly washing over her soul and body.

Faced with such authority, she didn't even have the right to stand before him. Her knees went weak, as if she might collapse under the pressure at any moment and kneel before Qin Chu.

Qin Chu was not a god; he possessed only a thread of Divinity, barely visible as a spider's web. Yet, even this tiny thread of Divinity exerted pressure that Saint Monica could not withstand.

Saint Monica was right; it was a power from a completely different dimension.

What shocked Saint Monica even more was the aura emanating from Qin Chu; the fluorescent purple light emanating from him reminded her of the Lord of Pleasure she had experienced in her dreams many times before.

Majestic, beautiful, noble, and elegant.

It possesses an allure that makes people fall into its trap, like the most delicious poison in the world. Even knowing that what lies ahead is a bottomless Abyss of no return, one cannot help but want to approach it.

This aura truly belongs to the Lord of Pleasure, something that no living being in this world can fake.

Saint Monica had never been so close to the existence of her faith; in a short time, her mind went through a transformation from shock to doubt to madness.

Ah... the Lord of Pleasure is so beautiful.

No longer rejecting the man she once loathed, she now desperately wanted to get close to him.

They didn't even care about being defiled before.

My entire body belongs to the Lord of Pleasure, so why should I care about so much?

For someone with devout faith, what could be more exciting than the appearance of their deity before them?

Saint Monica drew closer to Qin Chu, yearning for the favor of the Lord of Pleasure and wanting to offer him everything she had.

She wanted to tell the Lord of Pleasure how loyal and devoted she was to him.

However, the Lord of Pleasure's expression grew increasingly gloomy, and his cold gaze sent chills down Saint Monica's spine.

"Saint Monica ...kneel..."

The Lord of Pleasure suddenly let out a sharp shout.

Saint Monica's body trembled violently, and she could no longer control herself, so she knelt down with a thud, her forehead pressed tightly against the ground, her full and beautiful body trembling.

She had no idea what she had done wrong to provoke the Lord of Pleasure's Wrath and reprimand.

"Saint Monica, you filthy slut, your body belongs to me, how dare you let other men touch you like that?" The voice of the 'Lord of Pleasure' was filled with rage.

Saint Monica's expression changed drastically instantly. Was this a reprimand for what had just happened?

But isn't that you?

"You insignificant and foolish thing, Qin Chu's body was already possessed by me. That was just a small test for you, and you have disappointed me greatly."

Qin Chu maintained the demeanor of Lord of Pleasure, reprimanding in a slow, drawn-out, and hollow tone—a demeanor perhaps more in line with the aloofness of a deity.

Saint Monica's pretty face turned ashen instantly... Was this just a test from the great Lord of Pleasure? And she had clearly failed the test; although she had maintained her purity to the very end, her body was ultimately stained with Qin Chu's color.

This is something that the supreme Lord of Pleasure absolutely cannot allow; everything He possesses must be perfect, flawless, and pure.

For a moment, Saint Monica was in a state of extreme panic. She desperately wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to begin.

In this short period of time, Saint Monica's soul was plunged into unprecedented chaos, and deep within her heart was fear that she would lose the favor of the Lord of Pleasure because of this.

Seeing that Saint Monica's mental fluctuations were strong enough, Qin Chu felt that the time was about right. He squatted down, grabbed Saint Monica's chin with one hand, and forced her to stare at him.

Saint Monica felt a sharp pain in her eyes, and her eyes were even about to bleed.

Do not look directly at God!

Although Qin Chu possessed only a trace of Divinity.

A sense of despair welled up within Saint Monica. Was the supreme being about to unleash the most terrible punishment upon her?

"Although I am not entirely satisfied with your performance, you have done quite well for a tiny human being, so I will give you another chance."

The words of the 'Lord of Pleasure' instantly brightened Saint Monica's golden eyes.

Amidst extreme fear and despair, he experienced ecstasy, and Qin Chu forcibly pushed the fluctuations of his soul and consciousness to an unprecedented peak.

Just then, a crimson mark, like flowing water, slid down Qin Chu's arm and invaded Saint Monica's head.

This was an unpleasant experience. The excruciating pain made Saint Monica tremble all over, and large beads of sweat rolled down her pale cheeks. She felt as if her head was about to be torn apart, as if something extremely sharp and hot was piercing through her brain.

Everything she possessed seemed to be about to be taken away.

"O Supreme Lord of Pleasure, what are you doing?" Saint Monica asked in a trembling voice.

"Don't be afraid, relax, this isn't a bad thing."

"Because your performance has not fully satisfied me, and your loyalty is not enough, I have infused a wisp of my Divinity into your body."

"This is both surveillance and a blessing."

"My Divinity will grow within you and merge with your body and soul. One day, when you have fully merged with my Divinity, you will be completely transformed, shedding your mortal body to become a true god. At that time, you can truly stay by my side forever."

So don't resist, open your mind, relax your soul, and welcome her...

Saint Monica was completely fooled.

Eyes wide open, was their own body about to become a recipient of a wisp of Divinity from the Lord of Pleasure?

For the most devout believers, this is an immense honor.

It's even possible that they could break free from the constraints of mortals and become great gods?

Saint Monica's cheeks flushed red. She vaguely sensed that something was amiss, but because she had failed the test before, she was eager to prove to the Lord of Pleasure that her loyalty was absolutely unquestionable.

Moreover, the temptation was so great that even Saint Monica couldn't resist.

Following the command of the 'Lord of Pleasure', Saint Monica relinquished the resistance born of her instincts and completely opened her soul.

Buzz...