Chapter 42
Chapter 42
A long time passed.
A very, very long time.
Ye Piaoling lay prone on the bed, covered in bruises, weeping tears like thick noodles.
It was over. She was no longer pure!
Her body had been humiliated, and her dignity had been trampled…
The Demon Emperor stood by the bedside, unhurriedly putting on his clothes.
Ye Piaoling glared at his back, gnashing her teeth.
The Big Demon King looked impeccably dressed, not at all like someone who had just committed such a beastly act…
Once the man finished dressing, he turned and left.
He didn’t even spare her a backward glance.
He wouldn’t stay the night; to him, she was merely a tool for cultivation.
The kind of tool that didn’t even require maintenance after use.
Regardless, she couldn’t run away anyway.
Ye Piaoling ground her teeth in resentment.
This perverted Big Demon King would come back tomorrow night, and he would come for her every night from now on.
He would seek her out for one thing and one thing only…
Ye Piaoling took a deep breath, telling herself to stay calm.
Steady. Don’t panic. Don’t lose your head.
What bad intentions could the Demon Emperor possibly have?
He just wanted to torment her to death, that’s all!
After thinking long and hard, Ye Piaoling came to a decision.
She possessed a Spirit Body and had no need for food or water, but she was locked here day and night with nothing to do.
As a mere tool, she would never have a voice.
-The only plan for now was to build a rapport with the Demon Emperor and gradually gain his trust. Only then might he listen to her!
At the very least, she had to get these chains off…
The candlelight on the wall flickered as time flowed invisibly.
The second night.
When the Demon Emperor arrived, Ye Piaoling was already waiting for him.
The girl sat on the edge of the bed with her knees pulled to her chest. Her snow-white skin was framed by crimson gauze curtains, and her body was curled into a pitiful ball, yet she exuded an indescribable allure.
It made one want to bully her.
The Demon Emperor looked down at her, a wicked smile brewing in the depths of his eyes.
He had come specifically to bully her.
Ye Piaoling’s watery eyes shimmered as she greeted him.
“Big Demon King, you’re here.”
The Demon Emperor’s brow arched slightly.
Ye Piaoling squeezed out a friendly smile, attempting to strike up a conversation. “Yesterday you said you didn’t like me calling out other people’s names while I’m here with you, but I still don’t know your name. What is it?”
She looked up at the man with a face full of sincerity. “Tell me your name. Otherwise, I won’t know what to call you.”
The Demon Emperor said darkly, “Call me Master.”
Ye Piaoling: “…”
Ye Piaoling: “I really want to slap you to death.”
The Demon Emperor frowned and leaned down, grabbing her ankle. “What did you say?”
It was a gesture full of both threat and ambiguity. The girl’s slender ankle was held in his palm, looking as if it might snap with the slightest pressure.
Ye Piaoling immediately said briskly, “Master, don’t be impulsive!”
The man seemed pleased. He let out a low chuckle and slightly loosened his grip on her ankle.
Ye Piaoling: “I’m begging you, act like a human being for once!”
The Demon Emperor smiled without a word. His palm slid along the girl’s fair, tender calf, slowly stroking upward.
Ye Piaoling felt a tingle of numbing cold race up her spine. Her hair stood on end, and she hurriedly pressed her hand down on the Demon Emperor’s hand.
“Don’t do that, you’re making me really scared…”
“You actually know how to be afraid?” the Demon Emperor asked with a half-smile.
Ye Piaoling: “Of course! My life is entirely in your hands. If you’re unhappy, my soul could be scattered to the winds. How could I not be afraid?”
“You’re that afraid of dying?”
The Demon Emperor lifted his gaze.
Since she had fallen into his hands, she was destined to die sooner or later.
The day his Evil Cultivation reached perfection would be the day her fragrance faded and her jade shattered.
Ye Piaoling nodded and said sorrowfully, “Once, I didn’t care about life or death at all… until one day, I found something in this world to care about. That’s when I started fearing death.”
“What do you care about?”
“My money. The money I earned-I haven’t finished spending it yet.”
“…”
Ye Piaoling suddenly grabbed the man’s hands with both of hers, her eyes burning with intensity. “Big Demon King, let’s go spend money together, okay? We can go shopping, travel the world… I’ve earned so much money lately and I can spend it all on you! I’ll buy you whatever you want! Just let me finish spending my money, otherwise I won’t be able to rest in peace!”
The Demon Emperor was speechless for a moment before he slowly said, “You will spend the rest of your life here. You have no need for money.”
Ye Piaoling screamed in despair, “No! I do!”
“The only thing you need right now is to cooperate with me obediently.”
The Demon Emperor’s lips brushed against her ear as he smiled wickedly. “If I’m in a good mood, perhaps you’ll live a little longer.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Piaoling immediately began spitting fragrance: “You *&@*#, ^%$…”
…
After the man left, Ye Piaoling collapsed on the bed, questioning her life.
She felt a pain like being run over by an entire semi-truck; she felt like she was practically dead.
The Demon Emperor occasionally showed a facade of false tenderness, but it couldn’t hide his naturally cold, evil, and cruel nature…
Today’s communication was a failure, and the Demon Emperor had only become more aggressive with her.
This was what they called ‘the harder you work, the luckier you get.’
Ye Piaoling closed her eyes and mentally cursed eighteen generations of the Demon Emperor’s ancestors.
It seemed that tomorrow, she should try a different style of communication…
She couldn’t give up. She couldn’t stay here!
She had to leave this place alive!
Ye Piaoling clenched her fists, her resolve hardening once more.
She refused to believe the Big Demon King was completely devoid of emotion or impossible to move.