This time it was a stick

At that moment, the little witch Lisa was still focusing all her attention on controlling the Zombie Warrior. Han Shuo suddenly changed direction and charged straight at her. Lisa froze for a moment, then hurriedly directed the Zombie Warrior to follow Han Shuo in a fluster, while she herself gave a soft cry and involuntarily dodged aside.

Han Shuo hunched over with his head lowered, so Lisa could not see his expression. Yet as his frail body ran, it carried a fierce momentum, thrusting forward like a sword's edge. This momentum was completely at odds with how Han Shuo had always behaved, and it was also the source of Lisa's panic.

Because the Zombie Warrior had reacted a beat too late, he could not catch up with Han Shuo. It looked as though he would be unable to help Lisa anytime soon. Lisa could no longer maintain her earlier composure and ran about with panic all over her face.

Thus, a peculiar scene unfolded in the Trial Ground. The Zombie Warrior chased Han Shuo with a wooden stick in hand, huffing and puffing. Han Shuo said nothing, merely keeping his head down as he chased the little witch Lisa. Lisa scurried around the Trial Ground in a sorry state, even forgetting to join up with the Zombie Warrior so the two of them could deal with Han Shuo together.

"Brian, have you gone mad? You actually dare chase me?" Lisa shouted as she ran, her voice somewhat panicked.

As the pursuer, Han Shuo's mind was muddled. Only a voice saying, "A demon follows his desires," seemed to echo over and over in his heart and mind.

Han Shuo understood that he absolutely could not get into a serious confrontation with Lisa now. Otherwise, not only would he be punished by the Babylon Academy of Magic and Martial Arts, but Lisa's family would even retaliate against him. With his status as a mere servant, either side would make him suffer more than he could bear.

Yet reason was one thing and thoughts another. Even though he knew he should not, Han Shuo seemed possessed, as though he had taken the wrong medicine, and stubbornly refused to stop chasing Lisa. He truly lived up to the saying, "A demon follows his desires."

Suddenly, Lisa let out a soft "Ah!" Her foot slipped as she ran, and she took a hard tumble. Han Shuo had already been about to catch her, and he seized the opportunity, exerting a little strength to reach her side.

"Ah, Brian, what are you doing? If you dare hurt me, I'll kill you!" Before Lisa could climb to her feet, she saw Han Shuo standing beside her, raising his left foot to kick her. In her panic, she involuntarily blurted out a threat.

Han Shuo's expression was very strange. His brows were tightly knitted, and he seemed to be hesitating and struggling constantly. Reason would not let him kick Lisa, but after she said, "I'll kill you," a trace of brutality suddenly flashed across his face. His left foot no longer hesitated and swung toward Lisa's small, round, pert bottom.

With a thump, his kick landed squarely on its target. Han Shuo felt as though his left foot had struck a smooth little leather ball, with a soft elasticity to it.

"Ah..."

As expected, Lisa let out a squeal of pain like a pig being slaughtered after taking the kick, cursing Han Shuo nonstop.

At the same time, the Demonic Essence in Han Shuo's chest, which had been enveloping Claude's pale green fighting aura all along, suddenly began spinning rapidly like a whirlpool. Han Shuo could clearly feel Claude's pale green fighting aura turning bit by bit into strands of strange energy amid the rapid circulation of the Demonic Essence, dissolving into the whirlpool.

In mere moments, the pale green fighting aura that had remained inside Han Shuo for a day vanished without a trace amid the circulation of the Demonic Essence. The Demonic Essence inside him had actually grown noticeably stronger, making him feel as though it had digested the pale green fighting aura.

Just then, the Demonic Essence in Han Shuo's chest once again flowed aimlessly through his body. Yet Han Shuo felt the stamina he had just expended suddenly return. Even his spirits were excellent, as though he had taken some powerful restorative elixir.

At this point, Han Shuo seemed to understand the true meaning of "A demon follows his desires." It seemed that as long as he acted according to his own wishes, the Demonic Essence would circulate faster and could even absorb and transform the fighting aura left in his body into nourishment that strengthened his Demonic Essence.

A demon follows his desires. A demon benefits himself at others' expense. So even cultivation has to be done this way! Han Shuo thought to himself, a strange expression on his face.

"Boohoo... it hurts! Damn you, Brian! I'll kill you! You hurt me!" At Han Shuo's feet, the little witch Lisa clutched her small, round, pert bottom and continued shouting threats at him. Tears were already faintly glimmering in her eyes. It seemed Han Shuo's kick really had not been light.

His thoughts interrupted by her shouting, Han Shuo looked at Lisa's current state and inwardly cried out that this was bad. He knew Lisa's temper very well. She was notorious for avenging even the smallest slight. Now that he had kicked her, she certainly would not let the matter rest.

Especially since Lisa was actually crying. Judging by her appearance, her bottom seemed to have suffered quite an injury. If the academy authorities learned of this, Han Shuo would definitely be finished.

Just then, the Zombie Warrior finally reached Han Shuo from afar, wooden stick in hand. Under Lisa's control, he swung the stick straight at Han Shuo's head.

Looking back and seeing the wooden stick descending on his head, Han Shuo was startled. Yet he suddenly felt that the stick seemed to be falling somewhat slowly. With a shift of his feet, he actually dodged the attack with ease.

"Huh?" Han Shuo murmured, somewhat surprised. Seeing the wooden stick fall again, he turned sideways and dodged it just as easily. Then he understood that the Zombie Warrior's movements had not slowed down; rather, his own speed and eyesight had improved further.

"Hehe, still missed!" With a strange laugh, Han Shuo set his worries aside and kept dodging the Zombie Warrior's attacks. Each time he moved, he could feel his body growing more agile. He even had the leisure to taunt her.

The little witch Lisa had been controlling the Zombie Warrior to avenge herself. Who could have known that the hateful Han Shuo would suddenly become as nimble as a little monkey, hopping left and right and repeatedly dodging the Zombie Warrior's stick attacks? He even shamelessly let out one strange cry after another, seemingly mocking her helplessness.

"Damn you, Brian! I won't let you get away with this." Seeing that the Zombie Warrior could do nothing to Han Shuo, while her own bottom ached and she felt somewhat listless, Lisa shrieked a threat and immediately sent the Zombie Warrior back to the other dimension.

At the same time, Lisa tried to climb up from the ground. Who could have known that the kick Han Shuo had given her little bottom would hurt so badly? With an "Ouch," her legs gave way, and she slumped back onto the ground.

After the Zombie Warrior disappeared, Han Shuo was no longer under any pressure. Instead, he approached Lisa with a foolish grin, even stupidly extending his withered left hand as he said guilelessly, "I'll take you to the infirmary."

"I don't need your help, you damned lunatic." Tear tracks still lingered on Lisa's little face. Feeling the pain in her bottom, she immediately spoke viciously to Han Shuo.

At these words, Han Shuo seemed somewhat stunned. Then a mischievous, wicked gleam appeared in his eyes. He actually reached out his left hand and abruptly touched Lisa's smooth, tender, pert bottom, saying stupidly, "Then, then let me rub it for you!"

Although the little witch Lisa had an extremely nasty temper, she was indeed a pretty young beauty. Although her breasts had yet to grow full and prominent, her little bottom was exceptionally plump. The moment Han Shuo touched it, his heart fluttered. It felt exceedingly soft and pert, wonderful to the touch.

"Ah, Brian, go die! Stay away from me!" Tear tracks still marked Lisa's face. Feeling Han Shuo rubbing her bottom, she immediately screamed like a madwoman. Strength came to her from somewhere, and she struck Han Shuo with both hands and feet in a flurry of blows.

One of Lisa's kicks, in particular, struck Han Shuo squarely in the ankle. Losing his balance, he fell on top of Lisa, face-to-face, his left hand still on her bottom.

A delicate fragrance drifted into Han Shuo's nose and mouth. It came from Lisa, and smelling it made his heart flutter again. Lisa's body beneath him was soft, and his left palm was still cushioned by her bottom. Han Shuo could clearly feel her softness.

For an instant, Lisa seemed to have suffered a heavy blow. She froze there in a daze, staring wide-eyed at Han Shuo as he stared back.

But Lisa only froze for a moment. Then she actually stopped shouting. Suddenly raising both hands, she began chanting with an icy expression, "Endless darkness, become a Shatterbone Arrow of destruction, and by my will destroy..."

Han Shuo started in alarm. He knew this was the opening incantation for the Necromancy spell Bone Arrow. At such close range, if the Bone Arrow shot toward him, he would have no way to dodge. Some part of his body might be pierced by it, and that was no laughing matter. Moreover, Lisa's expression was now icy and chilling. She clearly was not joking and seemed truly intent on killing him.

Thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning. Before Lisa could finish her incantation, Han Shuo immediately thrust out both hands and abruptly pinned down her raised, slender arms, holding her tightly. Then he suddenly brought his face close to hers and, in his panic, pressed his mouth against Lisa's rosy little lips.

"Destroy what lies before... mmph..." Lisa's incantation stopped there, never fully spoken.

As their lips met, a tender, smooth, wet sensation rippled through Han Shuo's heart. His mind became a muddle, and in an instant he felt as though he had fallen among the clouds, floating and drifting, no longer even knowing what had happened.

Even before possessing Brian, Han Shuo had never kissed a woman. The sensation of kissing had existed only in his theoretical imaginings. Now that he had truly done it, this first experience instantly left him dazed. All he felt in his heart was that this sensation seemed even more wonderful than he had imagined.

Lisa's face was flushed, her breathing quick and uneven, her eyes filled with bewilderment. She was as dazed as Han Shuo, utterly unaware that he was taking liberties with her.

After a while, Lisa abruptly pushed Han Shuo away. Her little face bright red, she suddenly pointed at him and said, "Idiot Brian, why do you always keep all sorts of strange things in your trousers? Last time it was a stone, but this time it's a stick."

Han Shuo: "..."