Chapter 590: Eight Hundred Years Without Seeing a Woman?

It was Lu Liang, who had departed earlier. He had returned, though it was unclear when.

He grinned wickedly, shaking the towel in his hand. "Yunxia, how do you like the taste of my Tendon-Relaxing Powder?"

Consort Yunxia only then understood. The towel Lu Liang had used to wipe her face contained a spirit medicine that dissolved cultivation.

"You—you're despicable!" she cried out angrily. But her voice, devoid of strength, was soft and feeble. It sounded less like a reprimand and more like a whimper.

Lu Liang felt a stir in his stomach and walked closer, a smile playing on his lips. "You're a formidable demon cultivator, at the peak of the Core Formation Ninth Layer, and you've even undergone tribulation. How could I dare touch you lightly? What if you woke up and attacked me? My life would be over. So, I had no choice but to use a little Tendon-Relaxing Powder on you."

Consort Yunxia burned with shame and indignation. She secretly circulated her energy, attempting to expel the effects of the Tendon-Relaxing Powder.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, my beauty, it's no use." Lu Liang crouched before Consort Yunxia, his eyes burning as he leered at her exquisite body. "The Tendon-Relaxing Powder works wonders on anyone below the Nascent Soul stage. I've tried it many times, and it never fails. No woman has ever escaped my grasp, and you won't either."

Consort Yunxia clenched her teeth slightly. "Shameless! Disgusting!" Involuntarily, Jiang Fan's image flashed through her mind. He, too, had been disrespectful to her. Yet, compared to the sinister Lu Liang before her, Jiang Fan seemed like a true gentleman.

Lu Liang completely disregarded her curses. His gaze shamelessly and greedily admired the fullness of her chest, a flicker of desire burning in his eyes. "Truly exquisite," he murmured. "It's been ages since I've come across someone of your caliber. If I trained you to be a pleasure slave, available at my whim, I can't even imagine how delightful that would be." He hissed through his teeth. "I can't take it anymore."

He swallowed hard. Reaching out, he lightly tugged at the silk sash around her waist, slowly loosening it.

Consort Yunxia tried to resist, but she lacked even the strength to lift her hand. "The Demon Emperor... won't let you get away with this..." she spat, humiliation burning within her.

Lu Liang's hand didn't stop. His eyes gleamed with unrestrained excitement. "The Demon Emperor?" he scoffed. "He'd have to know first. Here, you could scream until your throat rips, and no one would hear. And what if the Demon Emperor *does* know? Does he dare cause trouble in the Myriad Tribulations Sacred Hall? So, my beauty, just serve me quietly. Don't think of anything else."

*Whoosh*—The silk sash came undone. The snow-white gown, which draped her peerless figure, loosened and fell open, revealing her shoulders, as white as jade and faintly glowing.

Lu Liang could no longer hold back. He seized her collar with both hands and tore it open. Just as he was about to gaze upon the forbidden sight—

A surge of Nascent Soul energy suddenly erupted from Consort Yunxia's heart. *Thud*—Lu Liang was caught completely off guard, blasted in the chest by the force. His chest instantly caved in, leaving a deep indentation. He himself coughed up a spray of blood and stumbled backward, a pained expression on his face. He lifted his robe to see that the soft armor he wore constantly, a premium defensive magic treasure capable of withstanding a full-strength blow from a peak Core Formation Nine cultivator, was now shattered. It had protected him countless times, yet now it was broken.

Blood trickled from Consort Yunxia's lips. "Well, how does *this* service feel?" she asked icily.

In that critical moment, she bit her tongue, attempting to take her own life. Sensing the immediate danger, the Demon Emperor's secret art, embedded within her heart, activated. This surge of Nascent Soul energy also conveniently flushed out the Tendon-Relaxing Powder from her system.

She stood up, her demonic power surging back, restoring her to the peak of the Core Formation Ninth Layer. Her eyes glinted with murderous intent.

Now it was Lu Liang's turn to panic. Consort Yunxia was severely wounded, but Lu Liang was in no better shape.

"Consort Yunxia, what are you doing?" he stammered. "I'm from the Myriad Tribulations Sacred Hall, and my master, Venerable Qinghe, is nearby! I advise you to calm down!"

Consort Yunxia's beautiful eyes narrowed. "To borrow your own words," she said coolly, "your master would have to know first! Here, you could scream until your throat rips, and no one would know! So, die!" She acted without hesitation.

But just then, Lu Liang subtly retreated to Chunni's side. With a flick of his foot, he hoisted her up, grabbing her by the throat. A dagger appeared in his hand, pressing against Chunni's neck. "If you want her dead, make a move!"

Consort Yunxia's expression changed. Chunni was one of her few friends among the demon race. Immediately, she became hesitant, caught in a dilemma. "Release her," she said in a low voice, "and I'll spare your life. If a single hair on her head is harmed, I'll tear you to shreds!"

Lu Liang was taken aback by how much she cared for Demon King Chunni. His eyes darted, and he couldn't help but grin wickedly. "Are you confused about the situation?" he sneered. "I'm the one threatening *you*! Do you want this girl to live? Then strip! Take off your clothes for me!"

Consort Yunxia's beautiful eyes turned icy. "You're asking for death!" But as she made a move, Lu Liang ruthlessly severed one of Chunni's fingers. Poor Chunni, already severely wounded, writhed in agony even in her coma, her face contorted in pain, yet she remained unconscious.

"Stop!" Consort Yunxia cried out, shocked and furious. She dared not make another rash move.

"Heh heh," Lu Liang chuckled. "Take off your dress. I'll give you three breaths. For every breath you delay, I'll cut off another of her fingers, until all ten are gone."

Consort Yunxia gritted her teeth. "You human scoundrel!"

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

*Whoosh*—Consort Yunxia untied her sash. The white gown, having nothing to hold it, slid slowly down her smooth, jade-like shoulders and pooled onto the floor, revealing her snow-white shoulders. Her slender arms were exquisitely sculpted, like jade. Beneath her delicate collarbone, her ample bosom rose, a sight that made blood pound. A silver-white *dudou* concealed the rest of her form.

Lu Liang licked his lips. "Strip! Keep stripping!" he commanded harshly.

Consort Yunxia hesitated.

*Slice!*—A cruel glint flashed in Lu Liang's eyes as he severed another of Chunni's fingers, then moved to cut a third.

"Stop! I... I'll take it off..." Consort Yunxia suppressed her humiliation, reaching her hands behind her back to grasp the ties. She watched Chunni's pained expression, then closed her eyes, tears welling. With a forceful, humiliating tug, the *dudou* covering her chest came undone and silently slipped down.

But just as it began to fall, a black robe descended from above, shrouding the upper half of Consort Yunxia's body. A cold, detached voice followed immediately.

"Is this the caliber of disciples from the Outer Realm Divine Sect?" the voice scorned. "Haven't you seen a woman in eight hundred years?"

*Whoosh*—Jiang Fan descended from the sky, landing between Consort Yunxia and Lu Liang.

Consort Yunxia clutched the black robe to her chest, covering her upper body, only her head peeking out. She gazed at Jiang Fan, who stood before her, shirtless, clad only in black trousers. A slight gasp escaped her. "Jiang Fan?" she whispered. "Didn't you leave?"

Jiang Fan turned his head to glare at her, speaking impatiently. "Hmph! Good thing I happened to pass by! Otherwise, wouldn't this scum have had his way with you today?"

Consort Yunxia's face flushed. "That's none of your business," she retorted playfully.

Jiang Fan let out an exasperated chuckle. "Who cares about your chastity? You're not my woman! What I care about is that *you*, Consort Yunxia, were actually cornered by *this* kind of trash."