The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 1009 You are so beautiful, I've finally waited for this!
"How much more blood do you need? I can't hold on much longer."

Nalan Wushuang's beautiful face had begun to turn pale, and she looked extremely weak.

Looking at the changes inside the black stone coffin, the Crimson Dragon King encouraged in a deep voice, "Hang in there a little longer, it should be over soon!"

Nalan Wushuang gritted her teeth, her spiritual energy surged, and her blood gushed out again at an accelerated pace.

A strong fluctuation of spiritual energy appeared inside the black stone coffin, and a terrifying aura suddenly descended.

The old woman, who had been lying quietly, slowly opened her eyes, her deep and ruthless gaze fixed on Nalan Wushuang, who was bleeding profusely.

"The Demon Ancestor has awakened!"

The Crimson Dragon King cried out in delight. Seeing this, Nalan Wushuang, who had been struggling to hold on, could no longer hold on and collapsed next to the black stone coffin.

The blood-red light subsided, and the old woman silently sat up from the black stone coffin, like a corpse that had suddenly come back to life, full of mystery.

"Who are you?"

The Crimson Dragon King and the others all knelt down. The Crimson Dragon King respectfully replied, "We have been ordered by the Demon Emperor to awaken the Demon Ancestor. I am the Crimson Dragon..."

The old woman's gaze fell on Lin Chen and the extremely weak Nalan Wushuang, her eyes scanning up and down, revealing a satisfied expression.

"Born with a Daoist physique, not even a hundred years old, perfectly transformed, at the Nascent Soul stage. Although his strength is a bit lacking, it's not bad either. Very good, haha, it wasn't in vain that I waited so long..."

The Crimson Dragon King looked slightly puzzled: "Lord Demon Ancestor, what do you mean...?"

The old woman ignored the Crimson Dragon King and casually made a hand seal, instantly unleashing a beam of bloody light.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Suddenly, a rapid whooshing sound came from the air as the Xuan Yin Ghost Soldiers rushed out of the cave at the entrance.

The Crimson Dragon King and the others were taken aback and quickly retreated, looking on guard. However, the Xuan Yin Ghost Soldiers did not attack them, but instead swiftly landed on the altar and surrounded the black stone coffin like loyal guards.

The old woman asked coldly, "Did you bring Lingyao?"

The Crimson Dragon King respectfully took out a pile of boxes engraved with runes and placed them in front of the old woman.

"Here are fifty spirit stones in total, all our recent gains..."

The old woman frowned: "Only this much? You really don't care... Alright, Lingyao, stay. You all go out first. There are some things I need to tell her privately."

The Crimson Dragon King and the others dared not disobey, so they took flight and retraced their steps. Nalan Wushuang leaned weakly against the edge of the black stone coffin, a hint of unease in her eyes.

The old woman looked at Nalan Wushuang's face with satisfaction: "She's so beautiful. It's so good to be young. I've waited for so many years, and I've finally found her."

Nalan Wushuang braced himself against the coffin wall, asking uneasily, "Demon Ancestor, I don't quite understand what you mean..."

The old woman stretched out her withered, claw-like hand and gently stroked Nalan Wushuang's face, her eyes mysterious: "There is no such thing as a life-reversing formation. I lied about it. If a formation could make you young again, then when you get old, you can just be young again and live again. Who would die? Then why would you need to become an immortal?"

Nalan Wushuang was an extremely intelligent person. She had sensed that something was wrong before, and now that she heard this, she had a vague idea of ​​the truth. Her eyes revealed great fear.

Less than a hundred years old, born with a Daoist body, female, transformed...

Her gaze was both infatuated and enigmatic...

"You want to possess my body!"

The old woman smiled slightly: "Yes, clever child, you guessed right. The success rate of possession by a living person is not high, but I have discovered that those with naturally formed Dao bodies have a very high acceptance rate of primordial spirits, and the success rate can almost reach 100%..."

"I've been a woman for thousands of years, so naturally I don't want to be a man. Besides, I don't want to be a monster again; that would disgust me. That's why I set so many rules."

"Although it took longer than I expected, it's okay. I've finally waited for you, the perfect you. All the waiting was worth it."

"After possessing your body, I will soon return to the pinnacle of the world, and even ascend to immortality, thus possessing a beautiful face and a world full of life."

"Beautiful young lady, I'm so grateful to you. Really, you're even more perfect than I expected..."

Nalan Wushuang's eyes shone with fear and anger: "Aren't you the Demon Ancestor? Why are you harming people like this?"

The old woman said calmly, "Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs. What does it matter if a few people are killed in order to live? Besides, with your body, I will surely lead the demon race back to glory. So, you have sacrificed yourself for the demon race and have value."

Nalan Wushuang gritted her teeth, her gaze gradually hardening: "Kill me then. As long as I have a breath left, I will not agree. I will not let you succeed."

The old woman said calmly, "Killing you isn't impossible, but the effect would be less. You're almost bled to death, and your consciousness will soon fade, making you practically a dead person..."

Nalan Wushuang stared intently at the old woman, her eyes filled with resentment.

"My body doesn't want to!"

The old woman grabbed Lin Chen's wrist, her tone turning cold: "That's not up to you!"

(End of this chapter)