Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 314 You and your teacher look alike (3.4K)

Iris Hotel.

"Sharon, you seem to really like how I look now. You glanced at my chest eight times, my thighs four times, and my stomach twice today."

"I never imagined you were such a vengeful spirit!"

In a single room, the vengeful spirit was speechless in the face of the silver-haired woman's accusations.

Although she mostly just glanced at him, a sneaky glance was still a sneaky glance.

This body was personally crafted by the Yin Dominator. Although it lacks the eerie allure of a witch, it still possesses a beauty that could topple kingdoms.

However, this beauty is often overshadowed by the oppressive aura of authority, making it difficult for people to notice.

"Besides, you picked out this outfit for me. There were so many options, but you only chose this one. Do you prefer me to take the initiative?"

With bloodshot eyes fixed on the highly suspicious vengeful spirit, the beautiful woman crossed her legs, stroked her chin, and began to analyze the situation to herself.

"No……"

You said you wanted to choose an outfit that matched your personality...

Sharon remained expressionless, only able to silently refute in her heart.

"Heh~"

Seemingly sensing the thoughts of this bored, vengeful spirit, the silver-haired woman chuckled and then offered a very professional analysis:

"The way you secretly look at me always carries a strange emotion, as if you're reminiscing about the past, or perhaps you're commemorating someone..."

"And that person must also be someone in a high position, someone who makes you feel both awe and closeness."

"That's why you picked out this outfit for me, and why you keep sneaking glances at me!"

The silver-haired woman slammed her hand on the table, her face full of "anger," seemingly very dissatisfied with being spied on.

Hearing Ron's analysis, the female ghost's face turned even paler. She clearly hadn't expected that her little quirk would be caught red-handed and analyzed so accurately.

"You, your eyes and temperament are very similar to my teacher's. You always love to give people nicknames and always like to tease people..."

She didn't hide anything and quickly explained, afraid that this terrifying guy might misunderstand.

"Oh, so you like your teacher~"

"If you wish, I can also be your teacher and fulfill that humble, unspeakable secret in your heart."

"I...I didn't!"

Hearing this frivolous high-ranking person start flirting with her again, Sharon was so anxious that her forehead was covered in sweat.

Just then, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the silver-haired woman disappearing from the armchair and instantly appearing in front of her.

The beautiful face was so close to hers, and Sharon's heart skipped a beat at the sight of those blood-red eyes. She couldn't help but take a half-step back.

However, the warm breath, carrying the scent of dessert and alcohol, did not create any distance. Just as Miss Wraith took a step back, the silver-haired lady followed closely by taking a step forward.

Would your teacher do that?

Suddenly, the beautiful lady kissed Sharon's cheek and continued to blow her warm, sweet breath, which seemed to intoxicate, over the girl's face.

"No, it can't be..."

Faced with this question, the vengeful spirit, her face flushed, stammered a reply. She unconsciously took another step back, her reason telling her that she had to get away from here as soon as possible!

"Heh, you're not just shy, it seems you have a lot of 'respect' for your teacher..."

"That's true. Restraining your desires doesn't mean you don't have them. Perhaps you always keep them buried deep in your heart, only able to relax a little when you're alone?"

Tap tap tap, one step, two steps, three steps.

The silver-haired woman followed Sharon closely as she retreated until Sharon had nowhere left to go.

"I...I didn't!"

Sharon's azure pupils trembled slightly. She had never felt her heart beating so fast. She offered a feeble explanation in a firm tone.

At this moment, the silver-haired woman slightly turned her head.

Sharon's body trembled violently as her pearly white teeth gently clenched together.

The vengeful spirit, who had never experienced such teasing before, tried to struggle, which made her ears itch and her body feel numb.

The unprecedented excitement, fear, and other emotions made her reluctant to forcibly break free from the silver-haired woman's embrace.

Moreover, I am utterly powerless to resist Him... Great, bound God, please forgive your transgression as a believer. I will certainly make amends through arduous self-cultivation after this...

The vengeful spirit had already found a reason for itself.

A minute later, the beautiful lady finally loosened her grip, and the body eventually broke apart as the distance increased.

Would your teacher do that?

Looking at the vengeful spirit, who was trembling with its head down like a wronged child, Ron asked this question.

"No, it can't be..."

Sharon answered hesitantly.

"Really? So you're actually looking forward to your teacher doing that?"

Without pausing, the beautiful woman pressed herself tightly against him.

As her body temperature rose, the vengeful spirit's unique scent gradually spread.

Suddenly, a cold tongue slashed across her neck, instantly waking the vengeful spirit.

Without any hesitation, she immediately transformed into a vengeful spirit, broke free from the silver-haired elder sister's embrace, and flashed to the full-length mirror in the room.

"You... are a devil!"

She bit her lip, her azure eyes gradually clearing, and Sharon whispered these words through gritted teeth.

The devil who tempts people to fall, the apostle who stirs up people's desires!

"Hmph, your description is inaccurate. Demon King Fabti is no match for me."

Hearing the slanderous words, the silver-haired lady was not angry. Instead, she imitated the smiling demeanor of the Goddess of the Night and explained.

"And how am I a devil? I didn't forbid you from running away, and I didn't use too much force. You could have easily run away at first!"

"I...I..."

Seeing that the bullied girl dared to fight back, the silver-haired woman posed a soul-searching question, instantly causing Sharon's momentum to plummet.

"Alright, even the highest god has things he desires and evil, unspeakable desires."

"I just wanted to tell you to smile more, don't be so gloomy. It's okay to relax a little. You're only in your twenties, what kind of young person isn't energetic?"

"And you've done so well enough. I like you and admire you."

Seeing that her only maid was now in a state of self-doubt, the silver-haired lady immediately stepped forward and hugged her, while straightening her disheveled court dress and gently comforting her.

And you still say you're not a devil...

The warm embrace made Sharon stiffen, and the comfort it felt like from an elder gradually calmed the vengeful spirit. Feeling that the beautiful lady had stopped touching her, Sharon breathed a sigh of relief.

"The path of the 'alien' is a cursed one, an influence stemming from extraordinary traits that cannot be changed. Once one becomes addicted to desire, one will be affected by uncontrollable tendencies..."

Sharon glanced meaningfully at Ron, who was holding her, her expression somewhat downcast.

The curse of the alien species always caused her unbearable pain. If she had a choice, who would choose this path dominated by madness and suffering?

"But you can't stop eating, stop sleeping, suppress your nature, or change your original personality; that will only make things worse."

"Cheer up, smile more. You know, I've already replaced the Mother Tree of Desire. Isn't that something to be happy about?"

The silver-haired woman's words made Miss Wraith fall into deep thought; faced with such a question, she, being only a Sequence Five, could not give herself an answer.

"I will never betray the bound god, nor will I betray my faith!"

In response, Miss Vengeful Spirit declared that she would not listen, would not listen, and would not listen to anything.

Compared to you, this "evil fellow" who tempts people to fall into depravity and whose origins are unknown, the bound god I have always believed in is more credible.

"Even if I work for you, I won't let you succeed!"

Sharon spoke as if making a declaration, or as if clearing her mind. In her words, which were devoid of any inflection, Ron could detect a hint of determination and an unwavering commitment to her faith.

Taking a deep breath, the vengeful spirit suddenly broke free from Ron's embrace, suppressing all desires and returning to its previous state.

"Hmph, remember what you said!"

Ron glanced at the expressionless, pale-faced vengeful spirit, gave a soft snort, and then said in a low voice:

"Sooner or later I will make the bound god believe in me, and then I will have Him give you a divine decree, ordering you to strip naked and serve me properly."

"I like your stubborn personality and your unwilling attitude."

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Sharon stopped breathing instantly, her eyes wide open, never expecting such a thing to happen.

"You devil, bastard, scoundrel!"

Finally, realizing the true nature of the person before her, the vengeful spirit no longer suppressed her desires, threw off her small black soft hat, and chose to risk her life to uphold her pure faith.

Ron Sothos is a professional at provoking!

Crimson moonlight streamed through the clouds into the only upscale hotel on Simim Island, its light intertwining with Ron's long white hair, making him appear even more sinister as he sat on the bed.

Suddenly, the shadows in the room began to writhe eerily, silently approaching the unsuspecting silver-haired woman from behind.

Inside the master bedroom, a cold light flashed, and a figure darted out from the shadows, holding a sharp knife and pressing it hard against Ron's back.

"Are you a member of the Rose School?"

A deliberately hoarse voice suddenly asked, while the sharp knife in his hand tightened, making the helpless woman being held hostage feel its sharp edge.

"I hate it when people point knives at me. I thought it would be Cattleya herself, but it turned out to be a nobody."

The silver-haired woman scoffed dismissively, her leisurely demeanor and disdainful words causing the bloodless Heathdale to take a deep breath.

"Ha, Admiral Blood suddenly went on a desperate search for the captain yesterday, and you found this place today based on intelligence. Your Rose School is truly brainless, brazenly seeking out information brokers like this. Didn't you even consider whether this might be a trap?"

The high seas are never short of hunters, and Heathdale, as a seasoned pirate, naturally retaliated with a sarcastic retort.

"Hey, can't you have some self-awareness? Talking to me about brains through this kind of approach is a bit inappropriate."

Ron smirked and made a sharp remark, causing the Rose Bishop behind him to take another deep breath.

"Besides, how can you be sure this isn't a trap I'm setting for you?"

"Rossel's moves may be old-fashioned, but they're effective enough."

As soon as the silver-haired woman finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly swept through the quiet room. The Bloodless One held a dagger and thrust it forward, intending to use the hostage to threaten the rest of the room.

However, to his surprise, even with the knife to the hostage's neck, a figure in a black court dress still appeared in his eyes.

This is a vengeful spirit possessing you!

Perhaps for Sharon, it would be a wonderful thing to stab this bastard with a knife, but she, who was beginning to restrain her desires, naturally could not do so.

"Well done, Sharon! Let's go find Cattleya now!"

The silver-haired woman nodded happily. Having obtained the information she wanted from Heathdale's past, she got out of bed and, instead of heading towards the Future in the port, went to a street on the island.

(End of this chapter)