<h4>Chapter 125: Shut Your Trap?</h4>
A single man.
And things looked like they were about to get hot and steamy…
Damn it… I’d been fantasizing about this day for such a long time! Yet it’s only when the day finally came that I’d realized how messed up reality truly is!
“Calm down a little…” Strictly speaking, Qin Ye couldn’t truly be considered a Cicerone of the Great Demons. After having lived for so long, he did have some experience in certain fields. That said, it had also been far too long since thest time, and he simply couldn’t remember how best to react to the present circumstances!
She smiled lightly. Qin Ye felt his world spin when he discovered that Su Dongxue had two beautiful dimples when she smiled.
She slid her fingers down his chest and lingered over his belt, “Or is it hot in here?”
Her hands had suddenly slipped into his pants. But… he was instantly awakened by the feeling of iciness.
With a grim smirk on his face, Qin Ye made his way towards Su Dongxue and grabbed her by the chin. Ordinary people would have been unable to grab hold of an illusory body like hers, but Qin Ye was different.
“Your fate is in my hands now. If you ever cross the line again, you will perish.”
Qin Ye straightened up, “I don’t care what you do in Hell in the future. But you’d best be on your best behaviour about me. Do you think I’m only in my teens? Do you think I’m someone who stumbles from lust?”
He hadn’t figured this out earlier either. But Su Dongxue’s earlier teasing had ironically caused him to understand everything.
She was a person whose appearances were vastly different from who she truly was on the inside. On the surface, she appeared to be a calm and gentle cat. Yet on the inside, she was a slippery and scious snake. Qin Ye wasn’t about to judge others by their lifestyles. Everyone had their own set of values that they lived by, and he was happy to live and let live so long as others didn’t cross his bottom line.
He wasn’t attracted to Su Dongxue.
He circted his Yin energy, and the shard began to glow with a bright red luster. As the glow intensified, Qin Ye added, “The old Hell has copsed, and we’re in the process of reestablishing a whole new order of Hell. This is tantamount to rebuilding a whole new realm altogether. The amount of work to be done is far greater than you could possibly fathom. As the iing lord of Hell, the thing I need most right now is manpower. You’ve lucked out.”
This was his realm. And he was the god of the realm. Gods didn’t need advisors. And he had to learn how best to be god.
Whoosh… Beams of light swept past his eyes. Despite having braced himself for the worst, Qin Ye couldn’t help but curse under his breath when he opened his eyes again, “Holy shit!!”
Ghosts were everywhere!
“How could so many Yin spirits have arrived in the span of a single week…” He took several deep breaths to calm himself down.
He slowly made his way towards Hell’s Gate, observing his surroundings along the way. Thest altercation in Hell had taught him an invaluable lesson. The disappearance of the six paths of reincarnation meant that all Yin spirits in Hell retained their spiritual awareness and the memories of their past life. In other words, Hell, as it stood right now, was a miniature version of society. The Yin spirits before him were not mere puppets tied up by their own strings.
Countless Yin spirits surrounded Hell’s Gate, kept out only by the film of light. Some were sitting around, some were chatting with others, while some were… even ying cards?
“My lord, their emotions are incrediblyplicated.” Having noticed Qin Ye sizing up the multitude of Yin spirits, Su Dongxue chimed in with her own observations.
“Yes, my lord. Observational skills are crucial in ces like the strip club. In order to spot which guests might be interested in us, we would have to be able to assess and understand their state of mind through their micro-expressions and behaviourism. This is the first lesson that all of us go through.” Su Dongxue did her best to leave a good impression with Qin Ye, “A long sigh represents sadness. They don’t know what’s next in store for them, and the road ahead is bleak and uncertain.”
“A furrowed brow represents apprehensiveness. They specte about change, and they expect change to ur, but they also fear change. That said…” She smiled faintly and leaned closer to Qin Ye, “The mostmon expression I’ve seen around here are those who furrow their brows from time to time, and even pace back and forth subconsciously… My lord, why are you giving me that look?”
She was perfect for the role of a Death Inquisitor. Besides, she even had the ability of mimicry.
Su Dongxue nodded timidly and continued with a soft voice, “Yin spirits with vaciting expressions make up the vast majority. I can tell… that they are anxious.”
It was a defensive posture of false bravado.
“It’s only been a week, and the Yin spirits here already feel lost and listless. Yet they only know to put on a front to conceal the fear in their hearts…” He murmured softly, “Su Dongxue, your role here is to… Where’s she?!”
Just a short distance away, Su Dongxue had already plonked herself atop the body of what appeared to be a college student. The young man had thick eyebrows andrge eyes, and he was approximately 1.8 meters tall. With a sharp glint in his eyes, he stared helplessly at Su Dongxue as she sat on hisp.
Qin Ye stood just beside her and smiled, “Have you already forgotten my earlier word of caution?”
I’m being jealous?!
Su Dongxue nodded obsequiously. Qin Ye turned around to leave. She nced longingly at the college student, and then quickly caught up to Qin Ye. Yet before Qin Ye could even take two steps forward, a voice suddenly called out from behind hurriedly, “Brother, hold on. Don’t go over there.”
The college student quickly caught up to him and patted him lightly on the shoulder. Then, just as he was about to drag him back, he suddenly froze in his feet.
Warm…
No… this isn’t a ghost at all… this is…
Gagging the college student was the best course of action right now.
Instant petrification.
The college student’s eyes widened immediately. After being stunned for three whole seconds, he suddenly jolted back to his senses and tried to push Su Dongxue away. But Su Dongxue was like sticky toffee that stuck stubbornly to the student’s lips.
Qin Ye was silent.
That said… the quality of Emissaries under mymand is quite worrisome…
“Ungh… hoogh…” However, Su Dongxue had pressed her lips tightly against his, and their tongues were inextricably intertwined. His expressions vacited between intense pleasure and abject fear. After several moments of struggle the student’s body appeared somewhat limp and weak.
My lord isn’t fun at all…
You’re quite good-looking. Why can’t you just let me suck some Yang energy from your body...