Going to Hell with Rationality

Zhu Zhuqing asked in confusion, "What is this? Why does it look like a spider?"

"This is another External Soul Bone, the Eight Spider Lances." Dai Mubai held it in his palm and extended it toward Zhu Zhuqing.

"It came from a Man Faced Demon Spider that was over two thousand years old. After thinking it over carefully, I decided it would suit you better."

Zhu Zhuqing stared blankly at the Eight Spider Lances. After a moment, she shook her head. "This is too precious, Mubai. You should absorb it yourself!"

Dai Mubai pulled her into his arms and smiled. "What's mine is yours, isn't it? Besides, I already have the Darkgolden Terrorclaw."

He took her hand and placed the Eight Spider Lances in her palm. "Zhu Qing, what I want is for us to grow stronger together!"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes instantly reddened.

She abruptly threw herself into Dai Mubai's arms, tightly wrapping both arms around his waist and burying her face deep in his chest.

"Mubai..."

Zhu Zhuqing's voice carried a slight sob.

Dai Mubai gently patted Zhu Zhuqing's back. Only after her emotions had calmed did he support her by the shoulders and say seriously, "All right, it's getting late. I'll teach you how to absorb it."

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.

"Press it against your back and circulate your Soul Power to absorb it. The process will be extremely painful, but I believe you'll definitely endure it."

Zhu Zhuqing rose and went to the bedside. She sat cross-legged, then gently pressed the Eight Spider Lances against her spine as her Soul Power surged.

"Chh!"

The instant the Eight Spider Lances touched her skin, dark-purple light flared brilliantly! The eight spider legs abruptly spread out and viciously stabbed into Zhu Zhuqing's spine!

"Hiss!"

Zhu Zhuqing let out a pained groan, and her entire body began trembling violently.

Dai Mubai could only watch as the eight spider legs frantically burrowed into Zhu Zhuqing's body. She was in so much pain that cold sweat poured down her face!

A moment later,

"Riiip!"

The sound of fabric tearing rang out.

Zhu Zhuqing's black, tight-fitting leather outfit was completely shredded as the Eight Spider Lances extended.

The eight purple-black spider lances spread open behind her, looking utterly sinister. Each one was two meters long and gleamed with a razor-sharp chill.

At that moment, her upper body was completely bare, and her large breasts were blindingly conspicuous.

Her fair skin, slender waist, and the eight spider lances extending from both sides of her spine formed a deadly beauty through the contrast between evil and holiness.

What a breathtaking sight it was.

The instant Dai Mubai's eyes touched that scene, he felt a surge of heat shoot from his lower abdomen straight to his head. His throat went dry, and two flames ignited in his eyes.

"Mm... Mubai... They're moving wildly... I can't control them..."

Zhu Zhuqing panted in pain as the Eight Spider Lances behind her thrashed uncontrollably.

Dai Mubai instantly came to his senses. He forcibly suppressed the flames in his heart and shouted in a deep voice, "Zhu Qing! Calm down! Use your heart to sense them! Treat them as part of your body, just like your arms! Then slowly retract them into your body!"

Following Dai Mubai's guidance, Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes and sank her mind into her body, sensing the eight violent spider lances.

Once... twice... three times...

Zhu Zhuqing kept trying to control the eight spider lances.

Before long, the eight sinister purple-black spider lances finally stopped flailing. Little by little, they contracted toward Zhu Zhuqing's spine, ultimately leaving only eight pale-purple patterns on the fair skin of her back.

The room finally fell silent.

Zhu Zhuqing gasped heavily. When she raised her head, she met Dai Mubai's eyes, which had once again grown heated.

She froze for a moment, then instinctively lowered her head.

Then,

"Ah!"

A scream caught in her throat.

Zhu Zhuqing's top had been completely shredded by the Eight Spider Lances! Her upper body was entirely bare!

Zhu Zhuqing hurriedly covered her chest, but lamented that her hands were too small! Her pretty face instantly flushed as red as blood, and she curled into a ball.

Dai Mubai frantically grabbed a blanket from the sofa and draped it over her shoulders, covering the springtime beauty that drove every man wild.

"I... I didn't do it on purpose..." Dai Mubai coughed dryly.

Wrapped in the blanket, Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head and said shyly, "You... you saw everything..."

Dai Mubai smiled and said domineeringly, "What are you embarrassed about? You'll be mine sooner or later anyway."

Zhu Zhuqing lifted her head, her eyes filled with shyness and deep affection. It was as though a certain string in her heart had snapped.

She cast aside all restraint, rose, rushed in front of Dai Mubai, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her entire body against him.

With a reckless courage that drove people mad, she whispered into Dai Mubai's ear, "Mubai... if you're having a hard time holding back... I can..."

Boom!

Dai Mubai's Adam's apple bobbed as a volcano seemed to erupt in his mind.

He silently repeated to himself: Rationality! Rationality! Calm down! Calm down!

To hell with rationality! I can't calm down at all!

The softness pressed tightly against him completely shattered what little rationality Dai Mubai had left!

Dai Mubai let out a low roar. With a surge of strength in both arms, he lifted Zhu Zhuqing horizontally.

Zhu Zhuqing cried out in surprise and instinctively buried her face in his chest, her heart beating so fast that even Dai Mubai could feel it.

Carrying her, Dai Mubai strode toward the large round bed.

An hour later, the room was a complete mess. Clothes lay scattered across the carpet, while the air was filled with a faint incense fragrance and a thick, intimate atmosphere.

Zhu Zhuqing curled up in Dai Mubai's arms like a satisfied cat.

Her jet-black hair fell messily down her back, with several strands stuck to her cheeks by sweat, adding a touch of languid charm.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and a faint smile rested at the corners of her lips. A flush from their passion still lingered on her cool, beautiful face, while her eyes were filled with dependence and softness.

Dai Mubai leaned against the headboard, one arm supporting her neck as he gently stroked her smooth, delicate shoulder. An unprecedented sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

"Zhu Qing, things happened so suddenly that I didn't get a chance to ask. How do the Eight Spider Lances feel? What improvements did they bring?"

Dai Mubai's voice carried a hint of hoarseness in the aftermath.

Zhu Zhuqing rubbed herself against him and replied softly, "My Soul Power broke through to level twenty-eight... When the Eight Spider Lances are activated, all attributes increase by fifty percent, while my speed increases by one hundred percent."

She placed one hand on Dai Mubai's chest and continued, "They also possess a devouring skill that can devour an opponent's Soul Power and convert it for my own use. They can also absorb all kinds of poison and possess an extremely powerful detoxifying ability. Finally, they're incredibly sharp and can be used as weapons for direct attacks. Their attacks also carry the Man Faced Demon Spider's deadly poison."

Dai Mubai nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad. The most precious aspect of an External Soul Bone is its potential for growth. It will continue evolving as your strength increases. You've only just absorbed it, so once your Soul Power breaks through in the future, the Eight Spider Lances' power will rise with it. You'll need to practice more from now on. The more you use them, the more naturally you'll wield them."

"But until they've completely fused with you, you must never let anyone know that you possess an External Soul Bone. You can't tell anyone at all, understand?"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded obediently. "Mm, I won't tell anyone."