Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 499 Playing Hard to Get

Even though the sweet talk is terrible, what does it matter?

She has her own ways of making amends.

What Nanali relies on is her unique martial soul—the Fear Bell.

This martial soul contains special spiritual attributes. As early as when the two were walking together in the corridor, she had secretly activated the power of the martial soul, stirring Nan Fusheng's heartstrings and arousing his desires.

Now, she is subtly influencing Nan Fusheng's mind and emotions by using her powerful spiritual energy at the Spirit Realm level.

She was convinced that under the combined influence of these two forces, Nan Fusheng would be unable to resist the overwhelming emotional temptation and would surely be moved by her deep affection, thus falling into the carefully woven web of love she had created.

Indeed, Nanali's purpose in doing this was to dedicate herself to Nan Fusheng without reservation.

There was no other way; this was the best plan she could come up with at the moment.

After spending so much time together, Nanali could easily see through it. The only person Fors would treat specially was Nan Fusheng. Only when facing him would Fors's attitude soften.

In that case, if she could plead with Nan Fusheng to intervene and say a few words of sympathy on her behalf, she might be able to escape the fate of returning to the Spirit Tower with Fors.

Of course, this would also be more likely to anger Fors. Given Fors's eccentric and twisted personality, she could very well turn on you in an instant. One moment she might be agreeing with you in a friendly manner, and the next she might be furious and drag Nanali away to brainwash her.

Therefore, Nanali wanted to secure her own future by becoming Nan Fusheng's woman. This idea, which seemed strange and even absurd, was seen by Nanali as her only lifeline.

She knew that Fors treated Xu Xiaoyan quite kindly, which might mean that if she established a special close relationship with Nan Fusheng, Fors would not easily kill her or use extreme measures out of concern for Nan Fusheng.

It wouldn't matter if she failed. In her view, if she really went that far, at least before the end of her life, she would be able to experience the unique feelings of being a woman and feel the different flavors of love and intimate relationships.

Moreover, this opportunity would allow him to add a touch of green to Fors's life, subjecting her to emotional humiliation, so that even if he were to perish from this world, he would have no regrets.

Now that things had come to this, Nunnally had a very clear understanding of her situation. She knew far too many of Fors's secrets, secrets that bound her like heavy shackles. She knew that no matter the final outcome, she could not escape the shadow of misfortune.

She would either be ruthlessly silenced by Fors, forever sealing her lips; or she would suffer the same tragic fate as Murasaki, being sent for brainwashing, losing herself, and becoming a manipulated shell.

Since she was doomed either way, Nunnally decided to fight to the death and struggle for her fate.

"Even if my life is destined to end after today, before that, I will make that despicable woman Fors bear an indelible shame." Nanali silently plotted in her heart.

From a personal emotional perspective, Nan Fusheng's outstanding appearance also perfectly matches Nanali's criteria for choosing a partner.

Nanali is a person who pays great attention to appearance and is very particular about looks, so she naturally finds it hard to resist Nan Fusheng's outstanding appearance.

Moreover, Nan Fusheng is quite talented. At twenty years old, he is a quasi-Soul Saint and should have no problem becoming a Super Douluo in the future, so he is worthy of her.

Nan Fusheng "struggled" to resist Nanali's temptation. He reached out and tightly gripped Nanali's shoulders, then pushed her body away slightly with a little force.

He said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Junior Nanali, I'm sorry, I already have a lover. I can't let them down."

Nan Fusheng's actions made Nanali look at him in a new light.

It should be noted that she had already used her martial spirit power to subtly arouse Nan Fusheng's deepest desires, and then she herself took the initiative to throw herself into his arms.

Under such a double attack, let alone a Soul Saint, even an ordinary Title Douluo would probably find it difficult to resist when caught off guard. They would be swayed by this alluring power and fall into a state of loss of control, like a beast in heat driven by instinct.

However, Nan Fusheng, with his strong willpower, stubbornly held his ground, demonstrating a remarkable determination that is truly admirable.

"He's quite a devoted man," Nanali murmured to herself. This devotion held a unique charm in her eyes, making her admire and appreciate Nan Fusheng even more.

In the hearts of women, a devoted man can always easily touch the softest corner of their hearts, evoking their resonance and emotion.

Although I am giving it away for free, the more excellent qualities Nan Fusheng shows, the more it demonstrates my discerning eye and extraordinary ability to appreciate things.

"What a pity. If you had held your own, wouldn't it have made me seem like I have no charm at all?"

A sense of resentment and stubbornness welled up in Nanali's heart. She considered herself to be exceptionally beautiful. Although she might be slightly inferior to Gu Yuena and Fors, she was by no means inferior to Xu Xiaoyan.

Moreover, she was already determined to sacrifice herself today, and she was determined to achieve her goal no matter what. Putting everything else aside, she was determined to put this "green hat," which symbolized betrayal and humiliation, on Fors's head today, in order to vent her resentment and dissatisfaction.

Thinking of this, Nanali no longer hesitated. She suddenly stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Nan Fusheng's neck like a nimble snake, exerting a little force to quickly pull his body towards her.

Without hesitation, she offered her a passionate yet somewhat awkward kiss. Lacking any experience, Nanali's movements were extremely clumsy and unnatural, like a novice trying dance for the first time, appearing flustered and uneasy on this intimate stage.

However, she was not entirely ignorant. After all, she had secretly observed the interactions between Nan Fusheng, Fors, and Xu Xiaoyan, so she believed that she had some insights and experience in this kind of thing.

She shyly extended her tongue, tentatively and nervously, slowly invading Nan Fusheng's mouth, trying to take the initiative and control the rhythm in this intimate intercourse.

At the same time, Nanali slightly raised her eyes and stared intently at Nan Fusheng. Deep within her dark green eyes, a light flickered and danced like an eerie flame, growing ever more dazzling.

She was using all her mental power, like invisible threads, to continuously entwine around Nan Fusheng's mind, trying to further break down his emotional defenses and make him completely sink into this vortex of desire, unable to extricate himself.

Nanali was not trying to force Nan Fusheng to comply. After all, this was her first experience, and she hoped that it could be completed in a situation where both parties were willing and emotionally involved.

If this behavior were described in a more straightforward and slightly satirical way, it might be called a special kind of "visual" sex, using gaze and mental strength as a medium to carry out a silent yet intense emotional offensive.

After all, if Nan Fusheng were to have relations with her while he was in a daze, he would inevitably notice something was amiss afterward, which was definitely not the outcome Nanali desired.

What she hoped for was to subtly tease and seduce Nan Fusheng so that his inner emotions and desires would naturally erupt and he would take the initiative to act on her, thus fulfilling her expectations.

In this way, Nan Fusheng might feel guilty and pity for his "impulsive act" towards his junior classmate afterward.

This delicate situation—where she was clearly the one who actively seduced and deliberately bewitched, yet could later make the other party bear at least half the responsibility—stirred up an indescribable excitement and thrill deep within Nanali's heart.

Despite being far stronger than Nan Fusheng, she felt like a weak and helpless lamb, waiting to be "conquered" and "bullied" by him. This contrast brought her a strange feeling that made her both shy and excited.

"Could it be that being oppressed by that hateful woman Fors for so long has caused me to develop such a strange personality?" This thought suddenly flashed through Nanali's mind, but in an instant, she blamed Fors for everything.

"That's right, it's all that woman Fors's fault."

Driven by these thoughts, Nanali's actions became increasingly bold and passionate. Her dark green eyes shone brightly, and she clearly sensed that Nan Fusheng's inner defenses were about to completely collapse, and she had successfully ignited the fire of desire within him.

A moment later, their lips slowly parted. Nanali breathed slightly, her eyes glazed over as if veiled by a misty haze, and whispered, "Senior Fusheng, if you truly do not wish to, then let us pretend that I did not mention this matter earlier."

This was a complete lie. Nanali knew perfectly well that she had successfully stirred up strong emotions in Nan Fusheng. Her feigned modesty was nothing more than a ploy to lure him in.

"Gurgle—"

As expected, Nan Fusheng's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, as if trying to suppress the surging emotions within him.

Then, he slowly reached out his arm and gently embraced Nanali's slender and soft waist. With a little force, he pushed her down onto the bed, then leaned down and kissed her passionately once again.

"Senior Fusheng~" Nanali called out Nan Fusheng's name coquettishly, her hands seemingly weakly pressed against his chest, as if she wanted to push him away.

However, her fair and slender legs involuntarily wrapped tightly around Nan Fusheng's waist, forming a stark yet ambiguous contrast with the words she spoke.

"Fors, your man, I'm going to have my way with him today."

Under Nan Fusheng's increasingly intimate and passionate actions, Nanali's clothes were removed one by one, and soon she revealed her delicate body like a pure white, innocent, and defenseless little lamb.

Her gaze gradually became hazy and unfocused, as if shrouded in a veil of emotion, immersed in an intimate atmosphere she had never experienced before.

"This feeling is actually quite nice," Nanali thought to herself, a feeling that was hard to describe spreading through her heart.

Just as Nan Fusheng was about to go further and penetrate deeply, Nanali blushed and said softly and coquettishly, "No, Senior Fusheng."

Upon hearing this coquettish remark, Nan Fusheng's body stiffened abruptly. A flash of clarity crossed his mind, and he instinctively stopped what he was doing. A clear look of hesitation appeared on his face, and he seemed to be caught in a fierce struggle and inner conflict.

"Oh no, I forgot he's quite devoted." Nanali thought to herself when she saw Nan Fusheng stop, but fortunately she wasn't without ways to salvage the situation.

Nanali slightly raised her beautifully shaped, jade-white calf, and on her slender ankle, an exquisite and gorgeous anklet shimmered with a faint light.

On her anklet, a small, exquisite bell swayed gently with her movements, emitting a clear and melodious sound.

This seemingly ordinary anklet is actually a miniature form of Nanali's martial soul—the Fear Bell. She had deliberately disguised her martial soul in this way and wore it on her ankle, which is why the sound of bells could be heard around her when she walked.

"Ring ring~"

Nanali gently swung her legs, and the clear sound of the bells seemed to possess some kind of magical power, echoing leisurely in the air.

Upon hearing the bell, the hesitation in Nan Fusheng's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by burning desire and impulse. His gaze became hazy and profound, as if the bell had bewitched his mind, leaving him without any last resistance.

Without the slightest hesitation, he charged towards Nanali like a valiant warrior launching an attack.

"Hmph~" Caught off guard, Nanali let out a muffled groan, her brows furrowing slightly, and a look of pain appearing on her face.

At the same time, a bright red appeared, like a red plum blossom blooming on the snow, which was particularly eye-catching.

"It hurts so much! Why is it different from what I heard?" Nanali's eyes glistened with tears, covered with a thin layer of moisture, making her look pitiful and endearing.

Fortunately, as Nan Fusheng's movements became more practiced, Nanali's expression gradually changed.

"Nanali, I like you."

Hearing Nan Fusheng call out to her, Nanali became excited and began to respond enthusiastically to Nan Fusheng.

"Fusheng, I like you too."

Nanali also began calling out Nan Fusheng's name, and her movements became increasingly intense.

"Chirp~ Fusheng, hurry up and say you like me, say it a few more times."

Nanali urged Nan Fusheng to express his love for her, and at the same time, her actions gradually became bolder.

"Nanali, I like you, I love you."

As Nan Fusheng continued speaking, he could clearly sense that Nanali seemed even more excited, most noticeably in that her arms tightened around his neck—don't get the wrong idea!