"How dare you!"
As the Demon Realm Queen, Xi Yao had never suffered such a provocation and was instantly enraged. "Lowly mortal, you dare to proposition me? Do you really think I wouldn't kill you? Get on your knees and kowtow in apology right now!"
Xi Yao clenched her fists, her eyes burning with anger. But because she was naked, her breasts trembled with her rage, giving her an appearance that was more cute than threatening.
Chen Xiaobei swallowed hard, crossed his arms, and leaned back against a rock. "I'm definitely not kneeling. If anyone's going to kneel, it's you! Fucking hell! You think you're something special just because you're the Demon Realm Queen? If you want my help, then show some goddamn sincerity. Otherwise, just kill me. Who knows, maybe someone else will see you tomorrow night?"
Chen Xiaobei acted as if he had her completely under his thumb, his eyes brazenly scanning her body.
"You're asking for death!" Xi Yao lunged at Chen Xiaobei.
But halfway there, her hand froze. She was clearly hesitating. It was understandable. After being imprisoned for ten thousand years, even a fool wouldn't want to waste this opportunity, let alone Xi Yao, whose heart was filled with hatred.
Chen Xiaobei had bet on this very desperation, which was why he dared to antagonize her. He had never been slapped like that in his entire life. How could he call himself a man if he didn't make this bitch pay for it?
"Xi Yao, my patience is limited. You'd better make up your mind," Chen Xiaobei said, pointing to the ground.
"Chen Xiaobei, I am the Demon Realm Queen! I will absolutely not kneel before you, a mere mortal!" Xi Yao bit her lip, but her resolve was clearly wavering. "Of course, my attitude just now was indeed a bit extreme. If I made you uncomfortable, I suppose I could apologize."
Despite her words, she was too proud to even bend at the waist, her haughty attitude boundless.
Suddenly, Chen Xiaobei strode over and—SLAP!—smacked her on the butt.
"Chen Xiaobei!!!"
Xi Yao was livid! In her tens of thousands of years, her rear end had never been struck by anyone, let alone a lowly human. The shame made her eyes blaze with fire. But before she could retaliate, a sharp, stinging pain shot through her other cheek.
Not content with just one, Chen Xiaobei had smacked the other side as well. And he hadn't held back; the blows were viciously heavy. The two bright red handprints were like brands, filling Xi Yao's heart with utter humiliation.
"Chen Xiaobei, I... I swear I'll kill you!" Xi Yao spun around and threw a punch at him.
But the Chen Xiaobei who had received the inheritance was no longer the same man he was before. He sidestepped the attack with ease, grabbed her wrist with one hand, and placed his other squarely on her prominent left breast. He kneaded it gently as he teased, "Hey, hey, don't be so angry! I only slapped your butt to teach you that violence doesn't solve problems. If you want my help, you have to give me a little something sweet, right? You're a smart woman. I'm sure you understand what I mean."
"Chen Xiaobei, you're shameless!" Xi Yao shoved him away forcefully. She wasn't an idiot; how could she not understand his implication?
But as the Demon Realm Queen, she had her pride. Chen Xiaobei was just a lowly mortal, unworthy of her body. Yet, if she refused, it was clear he wouldn't help her.
Is it my fate to suffer this ordeal? So be it! As long as I can escape, what does my purity even matter?
Xi Yao steeled herself. "Chen Xiaobei, you'd better remember what you've done today. Get it over with and then hurry up and cultivate. Otherwise, I'll curse you to a miserable death!"
"Come on, then!"
With that, Xi Yao dropped to the ground, covering her eyes with one hand and spreading her legs, adopting the posture of a woman who had thrown all caution to the wind.
"Xi Yao, what's this? Are you looking down on me?"
Even with her seductive pose and the glistening traces of Sweet Dew at her entrance, Chen Xiaobei wasn't in the mood. He did want to sleep with her, but he wanted it to be on his own terms. This felt like coercion, and even if he went through with it, there would be no real pleasure in it.
But Xi Yao seemed determined to push him. "Cut the crap! Didn't you want to fuck me? I've already opened the gates to welcome you. Don't fucking tell me you're too chicken to ride in alone?"
Despite her crass words, she kept her eyes squeezed shut, not wanting to look at his face for a single second. Her legs were trembling slightly, a clear sign of her extreme nervousness and anger.
"What's the fucking point of this!" Chen Xiaobei's temper flared. He pulled her hand away from her face. "If there's one thing I can't stand, it's a melon forced from the vine! Since you look down on me so much, I can't be bothered to fuck you. One day, I'll make you kneel before me willingly! I'm leaving now. I'll drop by to see you when I have time."
With that, Chen Xiaobei turned and walked away.
"You—"
Xi Yao was stunned. The loneliness of being trapped in the Dragon Locking Formation for ten thousand years was indescribable. Now that she finally had a man to talk to, she had gone and "angered" him away. A pang of regret hit her. If she hadn't been so stubborn, could she have experienced the joys of intimacy? Even though she looked down on him, it couldn't have felt as miserable as she did now, could it?
Chen Xiaobei, you better keep your word. Don't you dare give me a reason to look down on you, she cursed silently at his retreating back.
Chen Xiaobei wasn't faring much better. He'd been left wanting by his sister-in-law, and now he hadn't even gotten a sip of soup from Xi Yao. Though Little Chen Xiaobei had temporarily simmered down, Chen Xiaobei himself was still in a foul mood.
As he walked, Sister Wang's grocery store came into view.
Ah, forget it. I'll just get a couple of ice-cold beers to cool down, Chen Xiaobei decided.
Speaking of Sister Wang, she was a pitiful soul. Her full name was Wang Meifen, and she had been married into Shanhe Village for ten years. Because she had been unable to bear children, her husband treated her horribly. Eventually, he just moved to the nearby town and rarely came home. Rumor had it he was even keeping a mistress. But out of concern for his reputation, he hadn't divorced Wang Meifen, leaving her to live like a widow in the village. Over time, Sister Wang had come to accept her lot, supporting herself with the small grocery store.
She was a kind and generous person and had helped Chen Xiaobei out a great deal during his sister-in-law's postpartum confinement. Because of this, he truly sympathized with her plight.
And speaking of Sister Wang, while she might not have been as devastatingly beautiful as his sister-in-law or have a body as fiery as Xi Yao's, she was still considered one of the village's top beauties. Especially those large coconuts on her chest—they were a full size bigger than his sister-in-law's when her milk had come in. They were simply a marvel of the human form!
At the thought, Chen Xiaobei felt himself stirring again. He quickly shook the impractical fantasy from his head and was about to call out at the door.
But just then, he heard voices from inside.
"Erhu, you're drunk! Let go of me right now, or I'll scream for help!"
"Sister, it's the middle of the night. You can scream your lungs out and no one will come to save you. You might as well just give in!"
"What are you doing? Don't touch me! Help!"
Chen Xiaobei froze.
Oh no! Someone's bullying Sister Wang!
He immediately charged inside.