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

Chapter 593 Wu Siduo: I'll just rub against you for a moment

"I...I'm used to sleeping naked."

In the thick, inky darkness, Wu Siduo's cheeks burned like flames, but she tried her best to control herself and keep her voice steady and calm as she said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything. This is just my personal hobby."

Darkness was like a giant curtain, enveloping everything. Nan Fusheng, standing in this darkness, did not immediately respond to Wu Siduo's words; the surroundings were so quiet that they could hear each other's soft breathing.

To Wu Siduo, his silence seemed to be an admission of her statement.

Time flowed by like a gentle stream, passing silently. At first, Wu Siduo simply nestled quietly in Nan Fusheng's arms, like a docile kitten.

But not long after, she seemed to feel a little uncomfortable and began to squirm restlessly in Nan Fusheng's arms.

Her delicate skin, like fine silk, occasionally brushed against Nan Fusheng's body. Each touch felt like a faint electric current running through it. In the quiet darkness, this subtle contact was exceptionally clear.

Surprisingly, Nan Fusheng seemed uninvolved in Wu Siduo's actions, offering no protest or attempt to dodge, as if he tacitly approved of her antics and allowed her to "do as she pleased" in his arms.

Seeing Nan Fusheng's reaction, Wu Siduo's movements were no longer as cautious and secretive as before. As if she had broken free from some kind of restraint, her movements gradually became bolder.

Her gaze was fixed on Nan Fusheng's broad chest, a peculiar light flickering in her eyes. Then, she slowly stretched out her hands, which, like two nimble white snakes, gently wrapped around Nan Fusheng's neck.

Then, with a slight exertion, her supple and elastic body, like a vine clinging to a tree trunk in spring, pressed itself against her without reservation. In that instant, the distance between them was infinitely shortened.

"Wu Siduo, you..."

Nan Fusheng was clearly taken aback by Wu Siduo's bold move, his voice filled with disbelief and surprise. His body instinctively tried to sit up, attempting to break free from this sudden intimacy.

Wu Siduo noticed Nan Fusheng's movements, her heart tightened, and she immediately tightened her grip on Nan Fusheng's neck with both hands, like a pair of pincers.

She brought her lips close to Nan Fusheng's ear and whispered softly, "Don't worry, I won't do anything rash. I'm just feeling a little uneasy and want to hug you."

The girl's breath, so close to his face, warm and carrying a faint fragrance, felt like a strange electric current, making Nan Fusheng slightly uneasy. A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and in that brief silence, the air seemed to thicken.

After a long silence, Nan Fusheng spoke slowly, a hint of wariness in his voice: "Is it really just a hug?"

"Yes, don't worry, I won't do anything reckless," Wu Siduo replied firmly, her eyes revealing an unquestionable expression.

Although it was dark and Nan Fusheng couldn't see her eyes clearly, her firm tone made him feel a trace of sincerity.

"Alright then." Nan Fusheng finally relented, his voice tinged with helplessness and resignation. He slowly relaxed his body and lay down again, letting Wu Siduo hold him tightly.

After some time, Wu Siduo sensed that Nan Fusheng seemed to have calmed down; his body was no longer tense, and his breathing had become steady. However, Wu Siduo did not settle down; instead, she became even more unrestrained.

Her delicate body writhed incessantly in Nan Fusheng's arms, each movement seemingly deliberate. Her long, straight legs, like lithe white snakes, teased Nan Fusheng intentionally or unintentionally.

In this dark space, her actions became increasingly bold and passionate, as if she wanted to completely release the emotions deep within her heart.

Under Wu Siduo's unbridled and reckless behavior, Xiao Fusheng finally couldn't help but rise up in rebellion.

Wu Siduo quickly noticed Xiao Fusheng's unusual behavior, her pretty face turned even redder, but her leg movements did not stop.

Seeing Xiao Fusheng preparing to rise up in rebellion, Wu Siduo's little hand quietly moved downwards. She was preparing to add fuel to the fire so that Xiao Fusheng could completely rise up in rebellion.

"First Soul Skill: Netherworld Thrust".

Wu Siduo's little hand swiftly reached down to grab at something.

Second Soul Skill: Netherworld Hundred Claws.

Wu Siduo's small hands were so fast that they transformed into claw shadows. In just an instant, she cleared away the obstacles binding Xiao Fusheng, allowing him to see the light of day again. Then, Wu Siduo grabbed Nan Fusheng's vital point.

"Hiss~ Dance Silk Flower!"

With his vital point suddenly seized, even Nan Fusheng could no longer feign composure and instinctively wanted to fight back.

Wu Siduo sensed Nan Fusheng's intention. She glared at him and immediately exerted a little force, her slender fingers gripping Nan Fusheng's vital point tightly. The force was just right, making it difficult for Nan Fusheng to break free, but not enough to cause him any real harm.

"Hiss~ Wu Siduo, what are you doing!"

Just as Nan Fusheng was about to get up, he immediately felt a sense of crisis. Then, a tingling and weak sensation spread rapidly from his Mingmen point throughout his body, as if an invisible net had instantly drained his strength, causing his body to involuntarily go limp.

Seeing Nan Fusheng's reaction, Wu Siduo showed no sign of panic. Instead, she quickly put on a reassuring expression and said softly, "Don't worry, I won't do anything rash. I just felt something poking me, so I was just curious to take a look."

Nan Fusheng hesitated for a moment, then said, "Then let go quickly."

Upon hearing this, Wu Siduo's eyes flickered slightly, and a different kind of light seemed to dance in her lively eyes.

She paused briefly before slowly saying, "I... I'm a little curious why you have something like this here. Could you let me examine it carefully first? Don't worry, I won't hurt it."

Her tone carried a hint of pleading, but her hand, which was tightly gripping Nanfu's life gate, showed no sign of loosening.

Upon hearing this, Nan Fusheng responded without hesitation, "Absolutely not! You'd better let go right now, or I'll..." His words trailed off, carrying a subtle threat.

"Otherwise, what will you do?"

Wu Siduo was naturally assertive and used to being in control. Hearing Nan Fusheng's threatening tone, a surge of anger welled up inside her.

Without saying a word, she gripped Nan Fusheng's vital point even tighter with her other hand, and then began to gently and slowly rub it up and down with her fingers.

The movements appeared gentle, yet they carried an irresistible sense of oppression, as if each strike could strike the very depths of Nan Fusheng's soul.

"Hiss~" Fusheng felt an unbearable strange sensation coming over him, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

The sudden shock made him gasp, and his previously firm attitude instantly crumbled. His words immediately softened, his tone full of pleading: "Wu Siduo, please let him go, please."

Nan Fusheng's voice trembled slightly from the intense stimulation. At this moment, under Wu Siduo's "control," he had lost all of his previous toughness.

Seeing this, Wu Siduo's expression softened, and she gently comforted her, "Don't worry, I said I wouldn't do anything reckless. Just let me study it, and I won't do anything else."

As she spoke, Wu Siduo continued to rub her hands up and down. Each rub seemed to touch a nerve in Nan Fusheng's body, causing his body to tremble involuntarily.

"Then why did you still do it?" Nan Fusheng gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words.

"What did I do?" Wu Siduo asked, feigning indifference and ignorance.

However, her small hand, which was holding Nan Fusheng's "vital point," quietly increased the speed of its caress. This action was like a silent threat, as if warning Nan Fusheng not to make any rash moves.

Nan Fusheng's body trembled slightly involuntarily. Despite his reluctance and anger, he could only helplessly compromise under this predicament, saying, "It's nothing."

Then, with a hint of caution, he asked tentatively, "Are you sure you won't do anything else?"

Wu Siduo nodded slightly and said in a soft, soothing voice, "Don't worry, it's just a touch."

"Okay then."

Nan Fusheng sighed helplessly and slowly closed his eyes, seemingly preparing to fall asleep. But from his body that was trembling slightly from time to time, it was clear that he was not sleepy at all, but was trying his best to endure some kind of torture.

At this moment, Wu Siduo's hands moved up and down with increasing dexterity. During this process, she could clearly feel the intense heat emanating from her palms, and a blush involuntarily crept onto her cheeks.

After all, as a young woman inexperienced in the ways of the world, this was the first time in her life that she had tried something so outrageous, and it was inevitable that her heart would be filled with ripples of emotion and a sense of shyness would arise spontaneously.

"I remember, it seems like that." Wu Siduo pondered to herself. Relying on the little biological knowledge she had left, she mustered her courage and slowly moved Nan Fusheng's vital point towards his lower abdomen.

The moment the two made slight contact, a numbing sensation, like an electric current, surged through Wu Siduo's heart like a tidal wave. This strange feeling came so suddenly that her legs went weak and her body trembled involuntarily.

"Hiss~ Wu Siduo~ Don't mess around."

Such an obvious commotion could not escape Nan Fusheng's perception. Almost the instant his vital point was touched, he had a strong reaction.

That soft, slightly cool sensation instantly traveled along his nerve endings to his central nervous system, causing his body to instinctively resist and struggle.

A hint of infatuation flashed in Wu Siduo's eyes, but she managed to suppress her surging emotions with sheer willpower and whispered:

"Don't worry, I won't do anything reckless. I'm just curious about why our body structures are somewhat different, so I wanted to compare them."

"Have you finished the comparison?" Nan Fusheng asked, his voice trembling slightly, as he suppressed his physical discomfort and inner turmoil.

"Not yet." Wu Siduo whispered in Nan Fusheng's ear as if coaxing an innocent child, "Don't worry, I'll just rub against him at most, I promise I won't let him in."

"Really?" Nan Fusheng shifted slightly, trying to break free from this awkward and agonizing situation.

However, his vital point remained firmly in Wu Siduo's grasp, leaving him utterly powerless and unable to resist. Helpless, he could only cast another question at Wu Siduo, filled with both expectation and doubt.

"Really." Wu Siduo whispered softly in Nan Fusheng's ear again in that coaxingly gentle tone. In her eyes, there was both the desire to explore born of curiosity and a trace of unease and guilt about her actions.

But at this moment, curiosity had taken over, making it difficult for her to stop what she was doing.

The scene before him inexplicably evoked a strong sense of déjà vu in Nan Fusheng. Memories surged through his mind like a tide, and in a daze, he seemed to capture a scene fragment that was extremely similar to the one in the depths of his clone's past memories.

Thinking back carefully, it was when Augustus devoured a clam-like soul beast called the Myriad Treasure Clam that the scene was somewhat similar to the present.

The Myriad Treasure Clam, as a unique sea spirit beast, is not particularly strong among many spirit beasts. However, it possesses two innate talents: extraordinary treasure-hunting abilities and an extremely keen precognitive ability for danger.

Generally speaking, capturing the Treasure Clam is extremely difficult. The reason is simple: if there is even the slightest hint of danger in the surrounding environment, the Treasure Clam can sense it in advance and quickly escape by virtue of its innate ability to foresee danger.

I remember that Augustus seemed to have taken a different approach, using a special method to capture this sea spirit beast.

First, it found a location where the Myriad Treasure Clam might exist. Then, it disguised its long octopus tentacles as a small sea serpent-like soul beast and placed them in a spot in the ocean, floating back and forth as if it were injured and unable to move.

Augustus himself, like a patient fisherman, waited patiently for the oyster to take the bait.

Persistence pays off. After waiting for two or three days, it finally saw the appearance of the Treasure Clam.

The two scallop shells of the Wanbao Clam were closing and rubbing against Augustus's octopus tentacles, seemingly about to swallow him whole, but in reality, they did not.

Augustus remained calm as he watched this scene unfold. He knew very well that the Myriad Treasure Clam was extremely wary; it would flee at the slightest disturbance, and it was incredibly fast.

So Augustus was waiting, waiting for the moment when the jeweled clam couldn't resist anymore.

As Augustus had predicted.

The Wanbao Clam's patience eventually ran out. After a long period of friction and probing, it confirmed that the "sea snake" in front of it seemed to pose no threat. Finally, it suddenly opened its huge scallop shell and swallowed the disguised sea snake in one gulp with lightning speed.

"Now!" The instant the Treasure Clam successfully swallowed the tentacle, Augustus launched an attack. It swung the tentacle, which had already been swallowed by the Treasure Clam, with all its might, using its powerful strength to pull and fling the swallowing Treasure Clam rapidly towards itself.

Immediately afterwards, Augustus opened his gaping maw and swallowed the entire Treasure Clam whole, thus successfully completing this difficult yet exciting hunt.

The scene then shifts to Nan Fusheng's side, where Wu Siduo's behavior bears a striking resemblance to that of the Myriad Treasure Clam.

After a long period of caressing and probing, she finally stopped hiding and revealed a resolute look like fangs, suddenly swallowing Nan Fusheng's vital point.

"Wu Siduo, ugh!" Nan Fusheng was shocked when he saw this and instinctively wanted to speak up to stop him and shout.

However, at this moment, Wu Siduo seemed to transform into a ferocious tiger, moving swiftly and decisively. The instant Nan Fusheng opened his mouth, she silenced his cries for help by sealing his lips.

"Waaah..." Nan Fusheng's faint voice sounded so helpless in the silent space.

(End of this chapter)