The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 1116 - 431: Demon Queen Tower

"A foreigner summoned a bed?"

"Are there even Beast Soldiers in the shape of beds in this world?"

The village chief of Desire Village, Zi, instinctively frowned.

"The bloodline of the Demon Queen·Raffles, inherited not by demons but grafted onto a bed?"

"Could this be the legendary ’Bed of Lust’? Just by getting on the bed, even dragons and ants would have to crash with real spears and shields?"

Zi’s frown grew tighter.

Then he saw a breeze carrying a scent blow by, and the pink bed curtains were lifted.

A Female Demon, her hair slightly disheveled, her gaze slightly vacant, wearing a robe, her bust uncontainable.

"What the hell is this place?"

Aegifura, now fully awake, screamed and dropped the curtain again.

The rustling of clothing being put on was heard, and after a full thirty seconds, she lifted the curtains once more.

"Ta-da~"

The heels of her crystal high heels gently tapped on the ground.

The dressed-up Aegifura, in a wine-red formal gown, was the epitome of an upper-class noblewoman.

She had black bat wings and a heart-shaped Demon Tail.

Her frost-white hair cascaded like a waterfall, and two Demon Bull horns stood tall.

Within her pupils, eight Purple Jade magatama spun at a steady speed in the clockwise direction.

"Ancestor Demon Enchantress? Truly a descendant of the Demon Queen·Raffles?"

"There’s no reason for it. How could her bloodline be lost to the outside world?"

The Tumorous Pollen Demon, clearly of a vastly different species, couldn’t peel its remaining three pairs of eyes off her as if glued on.

Moreover, as a Supreme Sacred Great Achievement Demon beast, it was actually swallowing saliva!

If Aegifura’s innate charm were not deliberately blocked, it would be enough to make it believe she was the most perfect companion in the world, able to satisfy both physical hunger and spiritual loneliness.

"This, this, this..."

The Tumorous Pollen Demon erected a mental barrier, decisively cutting off its impractical fantasies.

It glanced at village chief Zi, its coiled vines like tightly clasped toes when embarrassed, the awkwardness was unmistakable.

"Strange..."

"The heritage of the Seven Sins should only circulate internally..."

Zi seemed oblivious to Aegifura’s stunning charm.

He stared intently at her hair and the Purple Jade in her pupils, the intense killing intent slowly retracting.

While he pondered, GuaGua, tugging at Ye Hanjun’s collar, transmitted a message in secret:

"Big Tadpole, they actually know about the ’Ancestor Demon Enchantress’?"

"So Little Meili’s form isn’t a mutation, but an inherent part of the bloodline?"

At that time, Aegifura, assessing the group—a Demon, a human, and a Savage—displayed a wary look on her pretty face:

"Is this Desire Village?"

"What kind of godforsaken place is this, all toxic miasma, nothing familiar about it..."

"Roar! Roar!"

The Sword Tiger and Blade Wolf growled softly, ready to charge if not for their master’s soothing.

How could their anger subside when the fight had abruptly stopped?

Besides, with one male and one female, a hermaphroditic pair.

This Demon, charged with sexual tension, dared to seduce their husband/wife?

"Quiet down."

Zi threw two bloody chunks of meat, drawing the Wolf’s and Tiger’s gaze instantly.

When their ravenous stomachs settled slightly, they calmed down, retracting their claws, no longer baring teeth and roaring.

"You, follow me."

Zi walked back, his peripheral vision still on Aegifura.

The Tumorous Pollen Demon was very observant, tearing open the miasma, creating a ’fog bridge’ that could be crossed.

"So this is between cliffs, no wonder there was no path."

Lieyang Mushoucong took the opportunity to glance beneath the bridge - the bottom was pitch black, indecipherable.

But the cliff was studded with skeletal remains, enough to form a mound.

Evidently, over various epochs, numerous visitors, whether accidentally or intentionally, had sought this hidden paradise.

Their fates were simple: food or fertilizer, nothing more.

"Village chief~~~"

"Grandpa chief~~~"

"Hey, who are these people? They’re so unfamiliar..."

Past the fog bridge, a village lay ahead.

Several kids, barely a meter tall, squatted under a "haha tree," playing marbles, sticking out their behinds.

Hearing the noise behind them, they turned around, their innocent, wide eyes fixating on Ye Hanjun.

"Wow, that man has two shadows, look!"

"He looks so cool, both sacred and evil, we’ve never seen such a big brother before!"

The snotty-nosed kids ran excitedly towards him.

After a mere five or six steps, a giant eagle swooped from the sky, grabbing them all with just one claw.

"Village Chief, what’s happening, why bring outsiders here?!"

A brawny man lay on the eagle’s back, holding a Shield, his hostility burning bright without concealment.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

On the narrow path to the village, fierce beasts emerged continually.

A group of men in coarse Buyi, holding wooden spears, guarded with alert expressions.

As if Ye Hanjun and the others were utterly unforgivable, not to be allowed passage.

"Watch the women and children, back off."

Zi casually ordered, the Sword Tiger and Blade Wolf beneath him letting out intimidating roars.

Adult men of ranks varying from the 5th to the 8th hesitated for a moment, then gradually stepped back.

Soon, no beast blocked the sight of the naked eye.

But Ye Hanjun sensed that around the quiet path, step by step, there was killing intent.

The assortment of gazes still gathered on them, and at one wrong word, or one command, they would not hesitate to attack.

"I’m sorry, our arrival seems to have disturbed the peace of the village."