Sorry, I'm a cultivator.

How dare they boast so arrogantly, considering they are merely a human species!

He even wanted to touch my body...

"Of course, you can choose not to agree. Even if you don't agree, I will still pay for the Red Moon Banquet. But if your body goes out of control during the banquet, you can't blame me."

!!!

Emilia's expression froze at the thought of having to grovel in front of Li Xingzhou like a dog in front of everyone...

"Huhuhu..."

Her breathing quickened, and though she was clearly angry, she unconsciously rubbed her plump legs together.

"You... shameless!" Emilia gritted her teeth: "A lowly person is always a lowly person, only capable of such despicable means!"

Why did you hit me?

"you!"

Emilia instinctively tried to raise her right hand, but... she couldn't win!

Li Xingzhou leisurely straightened up and slowly took a sip of red tea: "Make your choice, Your Excellency, the Second True Ancestor."

As Emilia looked at Li Xingzhou's 'I've got you covered' expression, her full breasts heaved even more violently, and her scarlet eyes seemed to want to devour him.

Is this human?

This is a demon!

It's still the demon of the [Lust] sequence!

She clenched her hands tightly, then weakly released them after a long while, slowly lowering her proud head, her voice barely a whisper: "I agree..."

despair.

Li Xingzhou placed the empty teacup back on the tea tray: "Don't worry, I won't let your daughter know."

Emilia's tense body seemed to relax a little: "Mmm..."

Li Xingzhou turned around with satisfaction and said to Olivia, "This tea is really delicious."

Olivia glanced at Emilia, and as she reached out to take the empty glass he offered, she couldn't help but look at his handsome profile a couple more times.

I have some longing...

This power to do whatever one pleases.

And more importantly...

I'm getting more and more eager to win over this little brother!

He is very strong.

But it was precisely because of this that I had this inexplicable impulse.

She wanted him to kneel before her, to hold her delicate feet in his hands, and to respectfully put on her high heels...

“Olivia,” Emilia said, her expression neither sad nor happy, “prepare the Red Moon Feast.”

She paused, then emphasized, "The more grand the better!"

Olivia silently collected the magic stones that had filled the room.

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Chapter 65 Emilia's Anxiety (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

Second-floor balcony.

Emilia watched Olivia's retreating figure as she left the castle to prepare for the Red Moon Banquet, then looked up at the sky.

The crimson moon was far away, but its faint light was right overhead.

Emilia stared for a long time, and finally gave a bitter smile.

The moonlight fell on her smooth forehead and into her bloodshot eyes. It was a warm glow, but at that moment she only felt cold.

In the stillness of the night, it is the time when thoughts wander most freely.

Memories drift by like the morning breeze: the past, those who came to this world, the holy war, the slumber...

These real events linger in my mind.

But these memories come and go quickly. The things I was once proud of are now impossible to hold onto, but the things that happened today are unforgettable.

In the past, a holy war broke out between Eternal Night and the Demon race, so Emilia also knew about some of the books compiled by the Demon race's [Lust] sequence to bewitch people.

A lofty and aloof saintess, detached from worldly affairs, has her secrets accidentally discovered by a stinky rat in the sewers. To protect her reputation, she is forced to submit to the rat and eventually becomes addicted!

What I initially found laughable turned out to be something even more ridiculous happening to me one day.

But they're not the same.

Li Xingzhou was neither a stinking rat in the gutter nor a saint detached from worldly affairs.

But then again, it's the same.

Even if he looked down on the human race and on Li Xingzhou, what could he do about Li Xingzhou?

Wasn't she forced to submit to his 'saint' for the sake of her reputation?

But it's also different!

I could never fall to the point of obsession and addiction!

I am the second True Ancestor of Eternal Night, and the former Speaker of Eternal Night!

I despise rats in the sewers, and I would never like such a thing!

Emilia lowered her eyelids slightly. Memories of the past only last a moment, but what happened today is something she can't completely let go of.

However, this hurdle must be overcome.

Emilia drew the curtains and calmly walked into her bedroom.

She stared at the large bed in front of her for a long time before slowly coming back to her senses and starting to take off her dress.

Then, I went into the bathroom.

When she came out again, she had changed into a lace nightgown and was sitting in front of the dressing table. Her long, thick, golden hair was still slightly damp, and she had crossed her extremely long legs with a graceful expression.

Her shapely thighs were beautifully curved, her slender calves were slightly upturned, and her snow-white feet resembled upturned jade lotuses, each adorned with a silk slipper.

The nightgown accentuated her slender upper body, highlighting her swan-like neck, delicate collarbones, and the large expanse of smooth, creamy skin on her full breasts.

Especially that deep, snow-white, smooth cleavage, which seemed capable of swallowing one's heart.

This extremely intimate lace nightgown is not only thin and breathable, but its hem also barely covers her full, pear-shaped hips, which, combined with her mature temperament, exudes a captivating allure.

After applying light makeup, Emilia changed into a pair of black stockings and lay down on the bed. With her hands folded over her abdomen, she looked at the dim light on the ceiling and slowly closed her eyes.

This is my elegance and composure.

We could never lose to a inferior human race!

I don't know how much time passed, but the bedroom door was pushed open as promised.

Despite being well-prepared, Emilia's heart still trembled.

She didn't hear any footsteps, but she could clearly sense that this human race she looked down upon was standing in the doorway, looking at her on the bed!

You could even clearly feel the playful smile in his eyes!

As the Second True Ancestor, when had anyone ever looked at me like that?

Especially since he is a lowly, short-lived human!

And this noble self is about to be... destroyed by this human...

Emilia knew what was going to happen, but no matter how composed she was, the humiliation of being treated as a lower class made it impossible for her to remain calm.

In particular, Li Xingzhou's words involuntarily surfaced in her mind, causing her to gently rub her legs.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

She dispelled the panic in her heart.

Standing at the door, Li Xingzhou turned around and closed the door. He glanced at the neatly folded dress on the bedside table, then looked at Emilia on the bed.

Emilia's cascading golden hair flowed like a golden lotus across the bed. Her face, which bore a striking resemblance to Olivia's, turned toward the window, revealing delicate, jade-like earlobes. From her snow-white neck to her chin, and then to her entire face, everything exuded a mature, luxurious, and graceful aura.

Not to mention any flaws, there isn't even a single wrinkle.

This kind of poise, unique to mature women, is extremely alluring.

Li Xingzhou brazenly sized up her curvaceous and alluring figure. The lace nightgown was both figure-hugging and accentuated her elegance, and beneath the hazy openwork decoration, a pair of shapely, long, and beautifully shaped legs were encased in black stockings.

It has both a wrapping elasticity and is extremely soft and soothing, while also revealing a hint of pinkish skin tone.

It's so good to go back to my hometown; stockings are the best there.

Li Xingzhou strode to the bedside. He knew Emilia was pretending to be asleep, but he didn't care whether she was pretending or not. He directly took her beautiful, delicate, and exquisitely black jade feet with a wonderful flesh color in his hands.

The delicate, jade-like toes, encased in stockings, curled slightly with his movements, as if revealing their owner's unease.

After sitting on the edge of the bed and playing with it for a while, Li Xingzhou began to caress it up its slender and graceful calves. With a slight lift, he was captivated by the natural curves of its exquisite and well-proportioned calves.

My gaze traveled upwards along her long, shapely legs in black stockings, the end of which seemed to swallow all my thoughts.

The caressing of her fingertips made Emilia, who was pretending to be asleep, feel uncomfortable all over. However, in addition to the feeling of disgust, there was also a strange feeling in her heart, which made her jade fingers unconsciously curl and clench, wrinkling the silk sheets and creating ripple-like patterns.

A faint blush crept onto her snow-white face, and her snow-white neck swayed occasionally, making her beautiful golden hair even more disheveled.

Strands of hair clung to her forehead and cheeks, exuding a charming, languid, and mature allure.

Li Xingzhou suddenly burst out laughing: "You mean, you don't even instinctively kick me, and you think you don't like being bullied by the person you see me as... a lower-class person?"

Emilia could no longer hold back and opened her eyes. She sat up abruptly and glared fiercely at Li Xingzhou, her voice trembling: "Nonsense! I... I just... kept my promise!"

If I hadn't promised you, I would have dumped you long ago!

Let's just say that's how it is.

Li Xingzhou smiled noncommittally, which only made Emilia angrier: "Bring on whatever tricks you have. If I even utter a sound, I'll be the one who loses!"