"Yang Kai greets... uh..." Playing it safe, Yang Kai cupped his fists in a bow the moment he stepped inside, not wanting to give Bei Li Mo any excuse to pick a quarrel. But he stalled mid-sentence, his already wide eyes growing even wider as he stared slack-jawed at the scene before him.
There, atop a soft chaise lounge, a languid feminine figure lay sprawled in a most indolent pose. She wore a semi-transparent gossamer robe through which the gorgeous contours of her body were tantalizingly visible. The gossamer was little more than a thin swath of silk that barely concealed a few key areas, yet the fullness of her chest was largely exposed — nearly half of it on display. Her delicate collarbones and slender neck were completely bare, and below, two pale, luminous legs drew the eye mercilessly. The hem of her garment was slit all the way down past her hips, and a single glance seemed as though it might reveal the exquisite beauty hidden beneath — and yet it never quite did, maddeningly so.
The moment Yang Kai had heard that languid yet seductive voice from outside, he had braced himself, knowing that Bei Li Mo would certainly toy with him. When a woman wanted to tease a man, her body was naturally the best weapon — and with her supreme status as one of the Twelve Demon Saints, she could absolutely stir up an overwhelming urge to conquer, setting a man's blood roaring beyond his control.
But even so, the sight before him gave him pause.
This woman was really willing to go all out! You're a Demon Saint, for crying out loud — isn't dressing like this a bit much? At least have the decency to wear such things in private. He and Bo Ya were both men here!
Even Yu Rumeng, a Charm Demon, had never dressed like this. If the Bei Li Mo he had seen last time was a contradiction in which sanctity and allure had been perfectly fused into one, then the Bei Li Mo of this moment had shed every last trace of that sanctity. Every part of that alluring figure was devoted entirely to temptation.
This made Yang Kai seriously wonder whether the woman before him was the same Bei Li Mo he had seen before — the one in the pristine white dress who at first glance seemed pure and unsullied.
That alone would have been enough, but the woman was also surrounded by four or five others, every one of them stunningly beautiful, their faces capable of toppling kingdoms, all dressed similarly in gossamer robes that half-concealed and half-revealed their figures.
At this very moment, Bei Li Mo's head rested on one woman's slender thigh. That woman had her head bowed, gently breathing a soft exhalation from her crimson lips, sweeping it inch by inch over Bei Li Mo's earlobes and the curve of her neck. Bei Li Mo's eyes were half-lidded, letting out faint, contented hums.
So that was what he had heard from outside — those faint, barely perceptible sounds.
At the other end of the chaise, another woman sat, her delicate hands gently stroking Bei Li Mo's thigh as though handling the most exquisite work of art in the world. Her movements were careful, her expression one of pure enjoyment. Yang Kai watched as one of her hands slipped toward the upper reaches of Bei Li Mo's thigh...
The remaining three women flanked either side, one gently caressing sensitive areas on her body, another licking her earlobes, doing everything in their power to please this Demon Saint. Their every movement, combined with the faint sounds filling the room, brought the scene to the very pinnacle of seduction.
Even with his earlier mental preparation, the sight before him struck like a bolt of lightning, stunning him into a daze. His throat went bone-dry in an instant, and he thought: You picked the wrong reincarnation — you're the one who should've been a Charm Demon. Yu Rumeng looks like an amateur compared to you; she's practically disgracing the title. Why don't you summon a few men over instead? What's the point of all these women playing topsyturvy with each other?
He glanced sideways at Bo Ya, only to find the man with his head bowed, eyes fixed on his own nose, the very picture of a meditating monk. Yang Kai scoffed inwardly — the fellow clearly didn't have the nerve to look at any of this.
He understood Bei Li Mo's intentions, so no matter how shocking the spectacle, he quickly recovered himself, gave a light cough, and spoke again, his voice firm: "Yang Kai greets the Holy Sovereign!"
Bei Li Mo seemed not to hear him. Whether she was trying to put him in his place from the outset or deliberately leaving him hanging, she continued to let out soft hums under the ministrations of the women around her.
Yang Kai called out once more, this time deliberately channeling his Emperor Yuan, sending a rumbling shockwave that made the surrounding ice walls rattle and shower down crystals.
The outburst drew furious glares from every woman in the room, and even Bo Ya broke into a cold sweat, discreetly tugging at the hem of Yang Kai's sleeve.
Yang Kai laughed. "Since the Holy Sovereign is occupied, I won't impose. Whenever the Holy Sovereign has time, this king will come again to pay his respects!" With that, he turned on his heel and walked out without the slightest hesitation.
It was this woman who needed his help in the first place. She had schemed against him back in the Cloud Shadow, forcing Yu Rumeng to manifest her soul descent and negotiate a deal. And now that he had come here to lend her aid, she still harbored ill intentions? Yang Kai had no patience for this charade.
If his strength weren't inferior to hers, he would have torn this ice palace apart from top to bottom.
"You came — and you think you can just leave?" From the chaise, Bei Li Mo finally opened her eyes. She had to; if Yang Kai actually walked out, she would be the one left red-faced.
Yang Kai paused and looked back over his shoulder. "I can see the Holy Sovereign is busy. I truly wouldn't want to be a bother — what else am I supposed to do but leave?"
Bei Li Mo snorted coldly. "Such a temper. Didn't Yu Rumeng teach you the rules of the Demon Realm?"
Yang Kai rolled his eyes skyward. "This is just how I am. If the Holy Sovereign finds me disagreeable, then please grant me leave to take my departure."
"How dare you!" Before Bei Li Mo could respond, one of the women beside her suddenly barked the reprimand, her demonic energy rolling forth in a torrent. Only then did Yang Kai notice that this woman was actually a High-Rank Demon King!
He spared her a glance but paid her no mind, his gaze fixed on Bei Li Mo. "You need to understand — I didn't want to come here. You invited me. And now the Holy Sovereign can't even manage the most basic hospitality? Why should this king stay and humiliate himself? I ask the Holy Sovereign to permit my return to the Cloud Shadow Continent!"