Chapter 49: Whoa, Times have Changed
In the end, I gritted my teeth, exchanged some points for pills, and managed to return to Zhang Xiaoying’s side with my life.
Due to the immense psychological trauma, I needed my little Ying to hug me to heal.
So that night, Young Master Sang pitifully held the fragrant, soft Zhang Xiaoying, warming his wounded soul with her generous embrace.
Naturally, Zhang Xiaoying was delighted that her master could cuddle with her like this.
The only one with skyrocketing blood pressure was that long-forgotten corpse behind the curtain.
Shi Qingyan’s eyes had nearly turned red in these past few days.
Covered in bloodshot veins, she hadn’t slept a wink, staring intently at the slightest movement behind the curtain.
Whenever Sang Zhe and Zhang Xiaoying were snuggled up together…
Her spirit would be like it had been shot up with adrenaline, staying highly excited and alert.
“Little Ying… don’t sleep with that man! Ah, no!”
“Ah ah ah ah, stay away from Little Ying, ah ah ah!”
“Don’t get close to that man! Ah ah ah!”
“Woo woo woo, what is all this…”
Each night, seeing the two shadows overlapping on the curtain, Shi Qingyan would let out a hoarse monkey scream.
Eventually, she would end up exhausted with lifeless eyes.
This immense contrast had nearly eroded her sanity.
Shi Qingyan could clearly feel she was dangerously close to the edge of a bottomless abyss.
In these days, thoughts like these occasionally sprang up in her mind:
Is Little Ying… pretty happy?
Maybe she actually likes me, just expressing it in a different way?
Wanting to see my distressed, sad, desperate expression for her.
Ah… yes, that must be it.
She doesn’t actually like that man.
She just wants to rely on being with that man to enjoy my angry, upset demeanor.
The more upset I am, the more it shows I love her, and the more she enjoys being spoiled by someone…
Ah, is that so?
So this is the happiness of a cuckold slave?
Shi Qingyan felt like she was standing at the edge of a cliff.
Knowing that one more step would lead to an irreversible abyss.
But that feeling of half a foot hanging in the air gradually let her experience that kind of joy.
Even every night when she saw Little Ying nestled in Sang Zhe’s arms, letting out happy little murmurs, she couldn’t help but feel her body heat up, all tingly and itchy.
A kind of indescribable joy and happiness gradually floated in her mind.
Little Ying… eh hee hee, my Little Ying…
Little Ying, who was being enjoyed by another man, was so cute.
Sang Zhe, immersed in dreams, had no idea that the woman behind the curtain was on the verge of mental collapse.
Even the system’s voice ringing in his head, “Shi Qingyan’s攻略进度: 50%,” went unheard.
In Sang Zhe’s dream, he was still in his previous life’s private cinema, holding Little Ying while watching a romance movie, gazing at her flushed face when things got emotional, slowly leaning in…
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Bam bam bam!
In the end, he didn’t even get to kiss her.
He was jolted awake by a loud crash and shake.
Sang Zhe didn’t even have time to get angry and immediately realized something was off with this racket.
“Whoa, what happened? Is there an earthquake?”
The booming and shaking outside didn’t stop.
Zhang Xiaoying, a bit nervously, tightly clutched Sang Zhe’s hand, while the two cats jumped around, meowing incessantly.
Rushing to get dressed and head outside, Sang Zhe saw that all the demon cultivators were scurrying around in a frenzy, and he grabbed one at random.
“What’s going on now?”
“Those crazy folks from the Water Moon Sect have gone berserk! They’ve pulled out a bunch of spirit cannons and are blasting at the mountain gate!”
Spirit cannons?
Whoa, times have changed?
Sang Zhe hurriedly got dressed and dashed to the mountain gate, only to be startled and duck his head at the sight of exploding shells flying through the air.
Across from the mountain gate stood seven or eight shiny black cannons aimed directly at the Demon Cultivation Mountain Gate.
Master Yu Xia stood high above, her expression serious and cold, directing the disciples of the Water Moon Sect to load spirit stones into the cannons.
“Fire!”
Boom boom boom! The deafening explosions resonated at the mountain gate.
Although the shells were hitting the mountain’s protective formation, the overwhelming offensive was still terrifying.
Sang Zhe saw that nearly everyone with a recognizable name from the Demon Cultivation had gathered at the mountain gate.
Not only was Tang Yubbing there.
Even the long-reclusive Hua Jianglian was standing on the ridge, stomping her foot in frustration and cursing at the opposing side:
“Hey! Yu Xia, you old hag! If you’ve got the guts, then keep firing, what’s with this nonsense?”
“And to make such a ruckus so early in the morning! Can’t a person get some sleep?!”
Seizing the moment of chaos, Sang Zhe cautiously sidled up to Tang Yubbing, tugging at her sleeve and asking:
“Boss, what’s the situation?”
“Who knows what’s gotten into the Water Moon Sect?”
Tang Yubbing frowned, seeming a bit bewildered: “They suddenly went all out this morning, launching a full-on assault on the mountain gate, and even dragged out several spirit cannons.”
“Those spirit cannons are expensive, each shot costs tens of thousands of spirit stones.”
“Why were everyone getting along fine just a few days ago, and now they’ve suddenly flipped the switch?”
Sang Zhe awkwardly averted his gaze.
It shouldn’t… be related to Master Crystal’s death, right?
Hmm. As long as I don’t say anything, it won’t matter.
“But if this keeps up, we’re in deep trouble.”
Tang Yubbing looked worried: “Yu Xia clearly intends to go all out against us. They’re disregarding their own resources to hit us with spirit cannons.”
“Our mountain protection formation, no matter how good it is, can’t withstand such relentless bombardment.”
“At this rate, it won’t even take half a day before it collapses.”
Sang Zhe stuttered, “W-what if the mountain protection formation breaks…”
Hearing this, Tang Yubbing sighed deeply.
“…then we’ll have to fight for real-life and death.”
Isn’t that a bad thing?
I just got a new piece of gear, and it’s not even warmed up yet.
I can’t just burn points and risk everything for the sect, can I?
I’m getting paid by the Punishment Department while working for the Heavenly Punishment Department, why should I?!
But if I don’t use some tactics, the Demon Cult might not hold up against the nearly frantic Water Moon Sect.
Sang Zhe’s troubled expression didn’t escape Tang Yubbing’s notice. She patted his shoulder reassuringly, saying:
“Don’t worry. Even if the sect’s people really come up, it won’t fall on you to take the hit.”
“Just find a safe place to hide. Sister will protect you.”
Boss… Sang Zhe felt a surge of emotion.
But if something happens to you, who will pay my salary?
Thinking for a bit, Sang Zhe asked the system in his mind:
“Given the current situation, does the Demon Cult have any way to turn the tide?”
[System Recommended Plan: Descend the mountain after one hour, with the host heading alone to the Water Moon Sect’s stronghold.]
Sang Zhe: “?”
What do I need to go to the enemy’s base for? To deliver my head?
[Seize the opportunity during the Water Moon Sect’s internal conflict to capture Master Yu Xia.]
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