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Yun Shijiu felt embarrassed for his sister. "Ahem, there are many rooms on the first floor; the Emperors can choose for themselves." After saying that, he quickly pulled Han Xi back to their room on the second floor. To be honest, he was quite eager to go there.
The second floor belonged to Yue Shi and Shijiu, while the entire third floor was occupied by Yun Zhi Yue. After all, she was the eldest and had the largest territory, so the two younger ones had no objections.
As soon as they entered the room, she was lifted and pressed onto the bed, her mind going blank from the kiss. After a struggle, she finally pushed him away. Li Shang looked around the familiar bedroom and asked with a smirk, "Do you remember in that lifetime with Nie Xi how many times we were in this room? How many times did you faint?"
Yun Zhi Yue's eyes turned red with anger as she replied, "Why are you bringing that up?"
"Just reminiscing about all those times I touched you. Each world had its own flavor; your pleas were always the same." He leaned closer, teasingly asking, "Are you trying to seduce me, or is it just that in those moments, you couldn't think of anything else but to beg?"
Yun Zhi Yue's face flushed completely as she kicked him. "Get off me!"
He grabbed her ankle, and with a flick of his power, her clothes were torn apart. She realized this was bad; Li Shang knew she wanted to escape and didn’t give her a chance.
After a brief moment of silence, Li Shang said playfully, "I've set up a barrier; you can cry out all you want—no one will hear you."
With her hair in disarray, Yun Zhi Yue lifted her body and clung tightly to Li Shang, biting his Adam's apple and licking it. Her voice was sultry as she teased, "Is it because you're a clone? Do you know the difference between a silver needle and an iron pestle?"
Li Shang's smile faded instantly. He tightened his grip around her delicate neck and said in a low tone, "Is it really wise to provoke me right now?"
Yun Zhi Yue retorted sarcastically, "What if I do? Can your clone make me pregnant?"
Li Shang laughed—a grin that held a hint of ferocity—as he kissed her fiercely, silencing any cries that might have erupted.
From that day on, Yun Zhi Yue did not show her face again. No one could enter the third floor either. As preparations for the grand ceremony were completed, Xian Kong had no choice but to muster his courage and go up.
He certainly didn’t want to go up himself; thus, this monumental task was left to the little Reincarnation Stone.
Reincarnation Stone climbed up to the third floor with an awkward expression on his small face. One was the original person, and the other was his future self; he knew them both very well and understood what they were doing.
Really? Since it's the ascension of the King of Hell, can't we take this more seriously?
As a small hand clenched into a fist, it was just about to knock on the door when it swung open.
Two figures stepped out, their clothes intact and expressions carefree, as if nothing had happened. Or at least, that was how it appeared.
Li Shang's satisfied smile, like a gentle breeze on a spring day, contrasted sharply with the hint of grievance in Yun Zhi Yue's eyes. The Reincarnation Stone observed everything clearly, understanding what lay beneath the surface without needing to articulate it.
As Li Shang passed by the Reincarnation Stone, he placed a large hand on the little red-haired head without saying a word. The Reincarnation Stone felt its eyes welling up with warmth.
He knew that people couldn’t truly be indifferent to him. Allowing him to tread upon Wu Yue Jian was a form of favoritism, but he felt wronged too—hmpf! No one mattered in Yun Zhi Yue’s heart quite like he did. As long as he stayed by Yun Zhi Yue’s side, his status would also rise above Wu Yue Jian’s. He was indeed clever.
When Yun Zhi Yue entered the scene, all she could do was sigh and think: who wouldn’t want to be a deity?
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