“How should I explain this?” Jiang Huai hesitated for a moment. “This divine artifact was transformed by her into a tool called a System. Inside this tool, she embedded some of her preset thoughts. These thoughts form their own logic. You can think of it as her creating an intelligent life form that is very much like her. It secretly spies on everything, and when it senses my emotional fluctuations, it triggers certain missions.”
“Some missions actually have nothing to do with my emotions. It’s simply because this life form she created wants to have some fun, or perhaps she, as a sister, wants to play a prank on her brother. Then, those missions will be released.”
“For example, the logic you used to trigger the mission earlier. When you said, ‘You’re not allowed to follow’ or ‘You’re not allowed to peek,’ its logic would be something like, ‘My brother wants to do something he can’t? You don’t let him see, but I insist he sees’… something along those lines.”
“At the same time, when I encounter danger or difficulties, it will analyze the logical relationships based on the world information it has collected and then release missions that can help me.”
“You can think of it as a miniature Divine Emperor’s personality residing within this divine artifact. However, it doesn’t communicate with anyone. It only follows the thought processes she set up originally, releasing various mischievous and prankish missions as a way to play tricks.”
“But ultimately, it’s an intelligent life form, so it’s not as rigid as a machine. Therefore, the triggering of missions sometimes relies on destiny rather than specific templates.”
“Then what exactly is this divine artifact?”
“It is the core of the world of the Three Realms and One Domain, and it is the rule itself. Initially, it recognized her as its master, but she has now forcibly recognized me as its master. However, due to everything she preset, I cannot control it yet. In her words, I must reach the fifth level of the Divine King realm before I can access its true core power.”
Fang Moye vaguely understood, though not completely. After a moment, she turned her head. “So, in the end, it’s still her playing a prank on me, isn’t it?”
“Understanding it that way… doesn’t seem wrong.” Jiang Huai could only answer guiltily at this moment.
What he said was the truth, but this was ultimately his sister’s doing, and as an older brother, he had to bear some of the responsibility. Fang Moye’s expression flickered, and she eventually averted her gaze. “Fine. Since she’s willing to intervene, I owe her another favor.”
Fang Moye’s body seemed to carry an indescribable fatigue, or perhaps a sense of languor. The moonlight fell, and Fang Moye leaned closer to him. At this moment, her voice was gentle and proud. She said softly, “Let me lean on your shoulder for a bit.”
“Ancestral Master, please.”
Jiang Huai did not refuse. He simply sat there quietly, allowing Fang Moye’s head to rest on his shoulder. The evening breeze was cool, the moon intoxicating, and the lake’s surface shimmered with moonlight. The two sat there silently, without speaking.
Until Fang Moye spoke, “Do you have any wine?”
Jiang Huai remained silent. He took out a pot of fine wine. However, Fang Moye seemed too lazy to move and simply said languidly, “Feed me.”
Jiang Huai silently poured the wine, but in an instant, his body trembled again.
Fang Moye slightly raised her eyelashes. Before drinking, her eyes already seemed to hold a hint of drunkenness, and her voice was languid. “Did you trigger another mission?”
Jiang Huai’s expression was blank. “It said I should feed you with my mouth, and the reward is two Divine Emperor Pearl Shards.”
At this moment, Fang Moye did not seem shy or annoyed. She suddenly smiled.
It had only been a day, yet everything felt like it had undergone a tremendous change. She had thought her end was near and had cast aside all shame and morality. Otherwise, the thought of being intimate with her disciple’s descendant would have made her want to crawl into a hole. But now, knowing she would live, those feelings of shame seemed to have dissipated.
She couldn’t quite pinpoint the reason. Perhaps it was simply because of Jiang Huai’s words, “I’m so lonely.”
She hadn’t felt emotional changes for so long. Even saving the world from the Corrupted Domain, what of it? She had done so much that she had become numb. She had never sought gratitude; she only sought a clear conscience. But over time, she gradually realized that this was merely a reason for self-satisfaction, a certain proof of her existence. But if this was the only reason to live… it was indeed very boring.
So, wanting to put an end to things sooner was also a form of escape, wasn’t it?
Yet, Jiang Huai’s appearance had changed everything. She slowly raised her eyes, her gaze now languid and moist. She looked at his face playfully. “Then, do you want to feed me?”
“Actually, no.” Jiang Huai shook his head.
But Fang Moye suddenly laughed. “But I insist that you feed me. You promised me this. Since you want me to live, you must first help me become a Divine Emperor before you can accomplish everything else you’ve said.”
“That’s right.” Jiang Huai picked up the wine cup, but before bringing it to his lips, he suddenly said, “Ancestral Master, you’re really acting like a debauched woman now.”
With that, he drank the wine in the cup and, before Fang Moye could speak, leaned in and kissed her tender, ripe red lips. Fang Moye’s lips parted instinctively, and her shoulders were embraced by him, making her unable to move for a moment.
She could hear her own heartbeat.
This made her feel that she wasn’t so lonely anymore.
In an instant, she realized her tongue was being teased, and her slender waist was being caressed. Gradually, that hand began to stroke her hair, sending waves of numbness through her body. She wanted to escape, but her heartbeat grew faster and faster, the frantic beats like drums in her ears. If it were only this, it would be fine. But she could also hear the sound of lips and tongues meeting.
Even more outrageously, she could even perceive a hint of floral fragrance from this fruit wine.
When their lips parted, Jiang Huai’s expression remained unchanged. Fang Moye was already panting, her face flushed. Her eyes were moist as she looked at Jiang Huai before her. “You… you’re not shy or annoyed?”
“I have a thick skin,” he replied expressionlessly.
Jiang Huai was always like this.
As a super split personality, when his shame reached its limit, beyond what the upright gentleman Jiang Xiaohu could bear, the evil Jiang Huai would be released to escape that shame.
“Having a thick skin is your excuse to touch my waist?”
“It’s a habit.” Jiang Huai’s eye twitched slightly. “An instinctive action, Ancestral Master, please forgive me.”
“I insist on blaming you.”
“Then what do you want, Ancestral Master?” Jiang Huai glanced at her sideways. Fang Moye raised her delicate jade hand. “I want you to feed me while letting me collect the remaining three Divine Emperor Pearl Shards from the day.”
“What kind of propriety is this in broad daylight?” Jiang Huai remained expressionless.
“It’s not broad daylight; only the moon knows,” Fang Moye leaned close to his ear, her voice slightly lowered.
She felt her heart beating furiously. This was a state she hadn’t experienced in a thousand years, yet it seemed completely natural. Her entire being exuded a charming aura, as if her innate alluring bone structure, suppressed for so long, had now spontaneously awakened its power.
“I refuse,” Jiang Huai said.
The evil Jiang Huai had a 100% resistance bonus against women. He could seduce women, but women couldn’t seduce him. The upright gentleman Jiang Xiaohu could become a woman’s plaything, but the evil Xiaohu could not.
Fang Moye, who was rejected, felt no shame. Her delicate pink tongue lightly licked her lips, and she swallowed the moisture. Her eyes looked at Jiang Huai before her. “Why are you refusing?”
“Although that mission will be completed sooner or later, I don’t want to do it now.”
“Why?”
“Because when kissing someone, one should be focused.” Jiang Huai took another sip of wine and brought it to her lips again. Almost instinctively, this time Fang Moye’s body moved closer first. Under the moonlight, her lips were tender and ripe. The moonlight cascaded onto her pure cheeks. This moonlit goddess was now in a charmingly soft and weak state. Jiang Huai’s fingertips no longer just touched her waist; he also pinched her buttocks when she wasn’t paying attention. In pain, Fang Moye dissatisfiedly bit his lips as punishment.
Jiang Huai fed Fang Moye wine three times in a row, until Fang Moye, dizzy and infatuated, whether from the wine or from him, finally heard the completion prompt for the mission. He took out the Divine Emperor Pearl Shards and gave them to Fang Moye, but then suddenly said, “A new mission has been triggered.”
Fang Moye narrowed her eyes slightly, calming down a bit. “What is it?”
But Jiang Huai directly reached out and, in an instant, tore open her Daoist Robe from the collar, pulling it aside slightly. It wasn’t overly revealing, but it exposed a pale purple, gold-threaded肚兜 (undergarment) beneath her black Daoist Robe. Jiang Huai gazed at her slender, protruding clavicle, raised the wine pot, and poured the wine liquid inside into the hollow of her shimmering, porcelain-like clavicle in her panicked and shyly annoyed eyes.
The goddess’s fair and warm body was an unparalleled wine vessel in the world.
Jiang Huai lowered his head slightly within her sight and, like a kitten drinking water, drank all the wine. Only then did Fang Moye extend her hand, and Jiang Huai gave her a Divine Emperor Pearl Shard.
“Why is there only one?”
“The mission reward is only one.”
“Why do I feel like your playful expression is a lie?”
“Yes, the reward for feeding you wine was three, but I only said two. In fact, the mission to drink wine using Ancestral Master’s body was never triggered. I lied to you.” The evil Jiang Huai finally smiled, seemingly pleased with his little scheme.
However, Fang Moye merely gave him a slight glare, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips, as radiant as the bright moon in the sky.
“If you wanted to drink wine on my body, you could have just said so. Why the deception?”
“Is that so?” Jiang Huai’s smile slowly froze.
“Of course,” Fang Moye leaned on his shoulder and gently blew on his cheek, her voice playful and alluring.
Jiang Huai gently reached out and found the tie of her 肚兜 from the back of her neck. “Then, what if I wanted to drink wine from a softer, more tender, and smoother part of you?”
Fang Moye just kept smiling, letting his fingertips tease the tie of her 肚兜 behind her neck, her voice a gentle laugh. “Okay.”
But after a moment, she added with a smile, “But you have to promise me one condition first.”
“What is it?”
Fang Moye snatched the wine pot from his hand. She crossed her two white and tender little feet and lightly kicked, sending her black high heels flying into the lake’s heart, creating large ripples. With her slender jade fingers, she held the wine pot and slowly poured the clear wine liquid onto the sole of her foot. Her chin rested on his shoulder, and she said softly, “First, lick all the wine on my feet clean. Afterward, wherever you want to drink wine… you can.”
Jiang Huai trembled all over. In that instant, he suddenly thought of Chu Xianning.
Chu Xianning was also like this. She didn’t want to be toyed with by Jiang Huai; she wanted to toy with Jiang Huai.
The evil Xiaohu was instantly killed by the suddenly rebellious upright gentleman. He shifted his position and pushed Fang Moye away. In an instant, he said expressionlessly, “Ancestral Master, please don’t be like this. I know you’re not a debauched woman.”
