Mo Xiaoji was indeed beautiful as a flower, a first-class beauty. However, such beauty was rare in the human world and merely ordinary in the demon realm, probably not even catching the King of the Underworld’s eye.
Mo Xiaoji watched the carriage leave the bustling streets and head towards the western mountains.
The sky grew dark, with a cold wind blowing. Combined with the terrifying rumors about the wizard, Mo Xiaoji felt like crying. The prince remained cold-faced, not even looking at her.
Mo Xiaoji shifted closer to the King of the Underworld. He coldly opened his eyes, a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth: “I hate beauty tricks the most. If you want to use them, I suggest trying them on my master. Maybe he’ll be gentler when skinning you. Using them on me is a waste of effort.”
“Skinning?” Mo Xiaoji’s eyes went wide: “Why skinning?”
“Because my master likes it!” The King of the Underworld smiled evilly.
A smile that made Mo Xiaoji want to punch him.
Perhaps she should knock him unconscious and escape, but seeing the queue of guards outside the carriage, she knew that idea was stupid.
Maybe… if he fell in love with her, love could sacrifice everything to save a lover, right?
But seeing the mocking curve of the King’s lips, she felt discouraged.
The western mountains seemed neither near nor far.
Perhaps finding the King of the Underworld too comfortable, Mo Xiaoji unconsciously wrapped her arms around him, nestling her head into his chest, sleeping soundly.
This infuriated the King of the Underworld. No woman had ever been so brainless – facing possible death, yet still able to sleep, clinging to him tightly. Didn’t she know he hated women the most?
Seducing the King of the Underworld
The King of the Underworld pulled back the curtain and immediately froze: “We’ve already… entered Black Wood Mountain.” The King was stunned, having been preoccupied with entangling with Mo Xiaoji and forgetting the journey.
The King’s face, which had never changed color before, now looked terrifyingly gloomy.
He looked at Mo Xiaoji, whose small face was flushed, and his hands trembled slightly.
“Why didn’t you tell me you are… you foolish woman, do you know? You’re going to get yourself killed, and me too…”
Mo Xiaoji hadn’t yet awakened from the King’s tenderness, opening her watery eyes pitifully and looking at the King: “What’s wrong?” She wrapped her arms around him again, her hot cheek pressing against the King’s handsome face.
The King’s expression changed countless times before finally pushing Mo Xiaoji away, straightening her clothes, lifting her chin, his eyes filled with indescribable bitterness: “Listen carefully, no matter what you see on the way, don’t be afraid, just keep moving forward. If you see my master, don’t say a word. I’ll ask my master to grant you to me. He loves me very much and will definitely agree. At worst, I’ll find another beautiful woman for my master. But… you must not tell my master about our relationship, understand?”
When Mo Xiaoji heard she was to be handed over to that old monster, her mind, previously dazed by the beautiful man, immediately cleared.
Mo Xiaoji opened her eyes wide in disbelief: “You… you really want to give me to that old monster?”
As soon as Mo Xiaoji finished speaking, the King immediately covered her mouth, whispering: “Every blade of grass and tree here is my master’s ears and eyes. Since we’ve entered Black Wood Mountain, we can’t turn back. Otherwise, you’ll lose your life, I’ll lose mine, and no one can save you. Do you understand?”
Mo Xiaoji was stunned. Her seduction plan had failed so miserably!
She couldn’t help but lament her own miserable fate internally, thinking she should have just knocked him out with a kiss when she first got into the carriage.
But seeing the King’s worried gaze, Mo Xiaoji could only nod helplessly.
The King was driven mad by the woman in his arms, no wonder he couldn’t find her. She had actually changed her appearance and fallen into the Queen’s hands, which was completely unexpected.
Even worse, she was actually sent to his master by the Queen. Fortunately, no palace guards dared to enter Black Wood Mountain, otherwise he would never have known she had entered.
The King’s palms were sweating. Although his master loved him, he could never fully understand his master’s temperament. Women sent to his master had never survived.
Thinking that Mo Xiaoji might suffer the same fate as other women, the King’s face turned green, his eyes losing their brilliant light, staring blankly outside.
Mo Xiaoji’s vibrant flower petals slowly disappeared, as if seeing white bones scattered everywhere and blood flowing. Mo Xiaoji couldn’t help but nestle into the Underworld King’s embrace, looking at him pitifully with tears welling up in her eyes.
The Underworld King, knowing full well that his every move was being watched here, still couldn’t resist pulling Mo Xiaoji into his arms, rubbing his chin against her hair and closing his eyes painfully: “Don’t worry! Even if I die, I won’t let anyone harm you.”
“Hehe… Our Underworld King has become so devoted.”
A harsh voice rang out in the empty valley.
The Underworld King immediately opened his eyes, pushed Mo Xiaoji away, and leaped out of the carriage, landing softly among the flowers and grass.
From the other end of the valley, a hunchbacked, ugly man approached, with bulging eyes and a terrifyingly twisted expression. He dragged an enormous watering device, watering the flowers and grass along the way.
But the droplets falling were blood-red, and the flowers that had just been brilliantly beautiful now twisted and writhed, desperately fighting to grab the scarlet blood. The scene was so bizarre that Mo Xiaoji’s eyes went wide.
The Underworld King’s face turned a sickly green, and he said in a low voice: “Flower King, what… what are you doing?”
The Flower King rolled his dead fish eyes and laughed eerily: “The Underworld King is too stingy. How can you not spare a few guards to feed my flowers? My flowers are the most obedient and well-behaved.”
The demonic flowers drank the blood, and their branches grew wildly, lunging at the Underworld King’s guards. Blood flowed, and screams filled the air.
Some branches also crawled towards the carriage, terrifying Mo Xiaoji. If time could rewind, she would never praise their beauty again. Beautiful? They were just garbage, man-eating demons.
The Underworld King’s face turned blue with anger, roaring: “How dare you! I am half your master. Do you dare to treat me this way?”
The Flower King lifted his ugly face and sneered: “Hehe… What if the master finds out about you being intimate with the woman in the carriage? How do you think the master will punish you?”
The Underworld King’s expression changed several times, but he finally suppressed his anger, forcing a slight smile: “Flower King, I will remember this. Next time, I’ll personally bring you some blood-rich women to nourish your tender flowers.”
The Flower King immediately beamed: “Good! Hahaha… My flowers will have food!
A pair of bright eyes, clear as water, with gentle ripples that could overturn the world.
The Flower King saw them and immediately revealed a smile.
If he hadn’t smiled, it would have been better; his smile made him even more ugly.
The Flower King ran to the two beauties, with a lewd expression: “Cloud Sleeve, Cloud Ink, how did you come to my valley, it’s really…” He was so excited that he couldn’t finish his words.
Cloud Sleeve and Cloud Water ignored him and walked towards the Dark King.
Without the Flower King’s whistle, the speed of the flowers and grass slowed down. The Dark King hugged Ink Xiaoji and spun, gently landing on the ground.
White-Clad Woman
The Dark King nodded when he saw the two jade-like beauties.
