Sorry, I'm a cultivator.

It was obvious that he was on guard against him.

Olivia stared at Li Xingzhou's profile. Putting herself aside, did this child have anyone he could trust?

Jiang Wanzhao?

There's probably only one person like that.

Li Xingzhou's search for the Heavenly Cup was definitely also for Jiang Wanzhao's health.

I'm a little envious...

How come Jiang Wanzhao has such a younger brother who would give everything for her?

However, it's not that I can't have it myself.

After an unknown amount of time, Olivia saw her mother, Emilia Yongye, in the ice coffin suddenly open her blood-red eyes, which had been closed the whole time. She then sat up and her slender fingers, painted with red nail polish, went straight for Li Xingzhou's neck.

"Don't!"

Olivia tried to speak up, but she couldn't stop Emilia's determination.

Li Xingzhou dodged to the side, and Emilia had already vanished from his sight.

He looked up at the sky, where Emilia, dressed in a gothic evening gown, looked down at him, her bloodshot eyes filled with indifference and aloofness.

Although she didn't show any particular expression, it was quite obvious that she disdained the human race.

"Human, you will pay for the sin of blaspheming the crimson moon in this lifetime!"

Li Xingzhou wiped the wound on his wrist: "Don't want it anymore? Didn't you enjoy sucking it just now?"

A flicker of humiliation crossed Emilia's eyes. She knew she hadn't yet returned to her peak, but it was precisely this element of surprise that was what made things effective… though she hadn't quite succeeded, but now—

She snapped her fingers, and as her body radiated a bloody aura, Olivia felt all the shackles within her body being released, allowing her to freely mobilize her magical power.

"Olivia, didn't you want him to be your dog? Then do it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Emilia launched an attack on Li Xingzhou. She took a step and appeared in front of him. She refused to believe that the mother and daughter working together could not defeat this human!

He was skilled in magic, but his close combat was equally formidable. He didn't believe Li Xingzhou could react in time!

Olivia remained unmoved, as if she knew what would happen next, and closed her eyes.

Looking into Emilia's eyes, which were so close to his own, Li Xingzhou snapped his fingers in imitation.

Snap, snap—

Emilia suddenly lowered her body, her knees buckled, and she knelt directly in front of Li Xingzhou. As she instinctively braced herself with her hands on the ground, her buttocks rose high, and the tip of her nose was less than a centimeter away from the tip of Li Xingzhou's shoe.

"Wang!"

"Good girl, good girl." Li Xingzhou bent down and stroked Emilia's blonde hair, smiling broadly.

Every gift of fate comes with a price already marked in secret.

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Chapter 62 I...deep down, I crave to be humiliated by Li Xingzhou, this 'vagrant'!?

"Why, why, why did this happen..."

Feeling the stroking on the back of her head, Emilia stared unsteadily at the tip of Li Xingzhou's shoe, her eyes filled with disbelief.

I suspected that something abnormal might have been mixed into his blood, but who am I?

The Second True Ancestor, bearing the bloodline of the Crimson Moon!

With his control over blood, how could he possibly be affected by blood-related magic?

More importantly, he had clearly filtered Li Xingzhou's blood, but now...

why?

Why is that?!

More importantly, not only is my body out of control, but why is my voice also out of control?!

Having lived for so many years, how did I end up in this world, crawling on the ground and barking like a dog?!

He even patted my head...

Emilia tried to stand up, but no matter how hard she tried, her body wouldn't obey her commands, and she ended up getting closer and closer to Li Xingzhou's shoes!

"Olivia!" Emilia shouted, "Are you just going to watch your mother be treated like this by a useless short-lived bastard?!"

Olivia opened her eyes and, seeing the scene before her, clenched her hands slightly: "I did try to persuade you."

"Yes, she advised you against it."

Li Xingzhou straightened up with a smile: "You're still calling them useless short-lived species. You should have realized the situation by now, shouldn't you?"

Emilia bit her red lips tightly, and then Li Xingzhou slowly said, "Besides, now that some of my blood flows in your veins, tell me, according to your thinking, are you still noble?"

Upon hearing this, Emilia trembled, her face instantly turning pale: "No, I didn't..."

Her delicate body trembled slightly, yet at that moment she inexplicably felt her body heat up, and an unprecedented strange feeling spread through her heart.

In her mind, Li Xingzhou was just a homeless man in the gutter, and now she was being humiliated by this "homeless man." She should be terrified and disgusted, but why did she have such strange emotions?

You shouldn't feel this way!

I've never felt this way before!

Why!?

"Huh?" Li Xingzhou, who was secretly activating the Immortal Control Technique, exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you sweating on your forehead?"

"No!" Emilia exclaimed in panic, "No! It was definitely you who did this!"

"Really?" Li Xingzhou said, snapping his fingers again, his tone playful. "But why do I feel like your fragrance is even stronger..."

Emilia immediately realized that she had regained control of her body.

She stood up immediately and instinctively slapped him across the face.

Snapped!

Olivia grabbed her wrist: "Mom, how long are you going to keep this up?!"

Seeing Olivia's gaze, Emilia opened her mouth, but then, as if remembering the strange sensation in her body, she quickly pursed her red lips and remained silent.

Olivia breathed a sigh of relief and quickly looked at Li Xingzhou, saying, "Shall we go upstairs and talk?"

“Alright.” Li Xingzhou deliberately walked past Emilia unhurriedly, watching her avoidance of snakes and scorpions, and smiled with amusement: “Lead the way.”

Olivia took a deep breath: "Please..."

Emilia, however, floated away first, as if staying there for even a second longer would mean getting infected.

Olivia paused for a moment, then said again, "Please."

Li Xingzhou walked ahead, while Olivia followed half a step behind, looking at his profile, and suddenly asked, "Do you have someone you like?"

"Hmm?" Li Xingzhou glanced at her. "What do you mean?"

“I feel,” Olivia thought for a moment and replied, “that you… seem to have some emotional deficiencies.”

"Missing?" Li Xingzhou was both amused and exasperated. "You think I should be attracted to your mother and try to make her like me?"

“That’s not what I meant.” Olivia opened her mouth, unsure how to explain.

Have you ever been in a relationship?

"without……"

Li Xingzhou put his hands in his trench coat pockets: "Then why are you still teaching me?"

"Too……"

Olivia fell silent, but deep down she still felt that Li Xingzhou had some emotional problems.

But she couldn't quite understand this inexplicable feeling that had arisen.

The living room on the second floor of the castle.

Standing on the balcony, Li Xingzhou gazed at the scenery that belonged to Yongye.

Unlike the chaotic and riotous landscape of the Ganglun clan, the Nightfall Territory gives the first impression of nobility and elegance.

Like a royal family with a long history, it exudes a strong sense of history, luxury, and power.

The twilight under the red moon slanted in through the stained glass windows, illuminating the red moon and rose emblem on the wall in a half-light, half-shadow. Obsidian-like candle holders hung on the stone wall, their dim, magical candlelight casting a mysterious glow in the room, even the shadows were arranged in an orderly fashion.

Li Xingzhou disliked this style, so he waved his hand, and the magic candlelight changed color, illuminating the room brightly.

"you!"

Emilia, who had just come out of the bedroom, gritted her teeth but endured it.

Li Xingzhou turned around and looked at him, raising his eyebrows slightly.

At this moment, Emilia had changed into a gorgeous black evening gown, her soft, golden hair was piled high at the back of her head, with two strands of hair falling down her side, the ends lightly scratching her neck.

It exudes an indescribable elegance and aloofness, while also revealing the mature grace of a beautiful woman.

But what's most eye-catching is the black embroidered hairnet adorning her updo, with a red rose on it.

Her face, lightly biting her red lips, carried a hint of humiliation and helplessness. This expression, akin to the despair of a broken heart, made her red lips appear even more vibrant and luscious.

To put it simply, it gave Li Xingzhou the feeling that he wanted to look handsome while wearing mourning clothes.

No one died, though.

Li Xingzhou's gaze shifted downwards. Emilia's black dress was somewhat similar to a cheongsam, perfectly outlining her curvaceous figure, especially from the garter belt around her neck to the black fabric at her chest, which perfectly accentuated her full curves.

With each gentle breath, a subtle tremor of beauty emerges.

The tightly cinched waist accentuated her slender and elegant curves, and the skirt slit down to her ankles, where the embroidered roses contrasted sharply with her full and long thighs.

As she sat down on the sofa, a prominent halter strap from the slit of her dress came into Li Xingzhou's view, dangling a pair of black stockings with lace trim.

Seemingly sensing that Li Xingzhou's gaze was too aggressive, she disdainfully adjusted her skirt, covering her legs.

Li Xingzhou smiled noncommittally, then suddenly said, "You think I was the one who made you feel hot before, and I admit that's true."

Upon hearing this, Emilia snorted coldly, with an expression that said she had known this all along.