The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

Just as Ning Feng was about to subtly criticize Ariana, the door on the other side of the room slowly opened.

Splash...

The sound of chains came from behind the door, accompanied by several excited gasps.

Without any hesitation, Ning Feng shrank even smaller and cautiously peered over from the dark corner.

After acquiring the bloodline of the succubus, there was something else that surprised Ning Feng: his eyes could see clearly even in the dark.

Darkvision, a talent possessed by some dark creatures.

The moment Ning Feng saw who it was, he felt like he had wandered onto the wrong set.

It seemed as if I had not entered the underground of some cult ritual, but rather walked into the filming set of some action movie.

Like that kind of thing, the Xijing craze, the Black-haired Heaven.

The first thing to appear was a mountain of flesh, a tall, fat man tightly bound by several iron chains, with a metal gag over his mouth. His face showed no pain, only a blank expression.

A woman dressed in a backless black leather jacket and holding a long whip was sitting on his shoulders, leading several figures like dogs on a leash.

These figures include both men and women, and without exception, they are all wearing various R-rated props and clothing.

There was no trace of killing intent; all that remained was an even deeper aura of depravity than before.

Coincidentally, the woman's true form was also a succubus.

"This……"

But why is this not quite what I imagined?

"What's so strange about it? Blood sacrifice is just one method of offering sacrifices; there are many other methods."

Ariana, however, paid no attention to Ning Feng's doubts, instead eyeing the woman swaggering over with her whip, a playful look on her face:

"Blood sacrifice is the lowest and most primitive form of sacrifice; only the most evil and chaotic beings would enjoy such a ritual."

"For some evil deities, rituals of depravity in various forms are more common and more likely to be favored."

Ariana poked Ning Feng's cheek, then excitedly pointed to the succubus in the distance, surrounded and served by several people, and whispered:

"The prey has appeared, and the danger is under control."

"What are you going to do this time?"

"Retreat immediately? Or become the hero who pierces the succubus?"

Do you want to be a coward for life, or a hero for a minute... an hour?

come on!

Make your choice, young man!

Ning Feng gave her a strange look, then took out his phone and silently started typing.

"Ah! Coward! Wimp! How boring!"

Ignoring the black cat's mockery, Ning Feng fiddled with his phone for a minute before finally looking away.

"Alright, that's settled then."

Just as he was about to put it in his pocket, Ning Feng thought for a moment and put the phone in the corner by the door.

I don't mean anything by it, but even though you can get a new one if it breaks, it's better not to let it break.

"Send a text message automatically in ten minutes."

"Oh? This time, you're going to fight to the death to be a man?"

Set a ten-minute timer; ten minutes is all it takes for the Watchers to arrive.

These twenty minutes were the test Ning Feng set for himself.

Or, he killed the succubus to enhance his bloodline.

Alternatively, he might be killed by the succubus and desperately wait for the Watchers to come to his rescue.

Death is impossible; it's impossible for me to die in this lifetime.

However, risks that are within manageable limits are still acceptable.

The information on the other side was clear to Ning Feng; it was at the same level as the previous succubus, being a first-tier being.

Although he didn't bring the Holy Flame with him this time, he had more room to move around than last time, and his physical fitness had also improved significantly.

Most importantly, if Miss Black Cat wasn't truly ruthless, she wouldn't have allowed herself to die.

As long as one doesn't die, there are countless ways to treat the illness.

"You're such a coward~"

"Please call this caution, thank you."

Becoming stronger is the goal, but the real focus is on surviving.

Saying things like "whether it's shameful or not" is really awful.

That's called being steady!

"So, as for now..."

Ning Feng drew a dagger from his pocket and stared intently at the succubus being served by several people, looking her up and down.

Finally, his gaze fell on her jade-like back, which was as smooth as cream, and a dangerous glint appeared in his eyes.

"We'll talk about the rest later. Such a nice back, it's a shame not to poke a hole in it..."

"Let's start with a backstab."

Chapter Twenty: Venting

"This is really interesting."

As Ning Feng slowly approached, Ariana did not follow, but instead lazily lay down on the spot.

"They adapted even faster than I expected!"

Less than a day later, when Ning Feng approached the succubus from behind again, his behavior was completely different.

Although his body trembled slightly, his firm steps did not falter in the slightest.

Is it fear?

There is no doubt that he was afraid of death.

But at the same time, no one can ignore the...excitement emanating from him.

Just over ten hours ago, Ning Feng had just awakened his past life consciousness and, with the thought of certain death, prepared to launch a desperate sneak attack on the succubus.

Now, however, he has become a holder of demonic blood, using succubi as prey to enhance himself.

Licking its lips, like a wild beast lurking in the shadows, it eyed the other's neck, ready to bite at any moment.

My mindset has changed significantly.

He went from being the prey to the hunter.

He kept saying he would never take any risks, but when Ariana mentioned the plan to hunt succubi, Ning Feng's first thought was...

excited.

It's like a thirst for killing, a hunger for plundering lives, that comes from the depths of one's soul.

Ning Feng knew this situation was very wrong and there was definitely a problem, so he did not agree directly.

He wanted to be the master of the bloodline, not the servant of this demonic blood.

However, simply giving in will not change anything.

So he made arrangements for his own escape route, giving himself insurance so he wouldn't die.

After that, she became willful.

Ning Feng needs to vent.

It expresses the fear of death, the anger at being controlled by the unknown, and the resentment at having always lived under the protection of family...

Let it all out!

Ning Feng didn't care about the outcome of the attack.

Anyway, he was happy.

As for the outcome, let fate decide.

As the distance between them gradually shortened, Ning Feng could even smell the sweet scent emanating from the other person.

Concentrate, and the illusory scene reappears before your eyes: different colors cover the succubus's body, pointing to corresponding vital points.

[Shift 2 cm to the upper left, angle unchanged]

call……

Exhaling from his lungs, without further hesitation, Ning Feng charged forward like a bolt of lightning!

He weaved through the layers of chains, arriving directly behind the succubus.

They were only half a body length apart!

Logically speaking, with such commotion, the succubus, being a human, should have noticed the problem long ago.

But even with the power granted by the Book of the Forgotten, she only felt uneasy, as if she had overlooked something...

The terrifying sense of crisis only arrived belatedly the moment the tip of the dagger touched the skin on her back!

Even among first-tier succubi, there are still differences between individuals.

The succubus before me clearly had far more combat experience.

While the succubus appeared nonchalant on the surface, she was secretly gripping her whip and preparing for defense.

Without hesitation in that life-or-death moment, she immediately dropped her disguise, flapped her large bat wings, and charged at the dagger.

In a split second, the succubus made a drastic decision, willing to risk damage to her bat wings to avoid a fatal blow.

Wow!