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Chapter 100: Chapter 100: The Pinnacle of the Demon Realm (35)
Lin Chen refused to hand over the Divine Artifact, and neither the Sect Master nor the Elders wanted to compromise their reputation by forcefully taking it, so they had no choice but to let the matter go.

But the issue was far from resolved.

With so many disciples in Ziyun Sect, there were always some daring enough to steal Lin Chen’s Divine Artifact under tacit approval.

And that was different from Lin Chen willingly giving it up.

Lin Chen was forced to break his contract with the Divine Artifact and found himself trampled underfoot.

“Senior brother, don’t blame your junior, but with you in this state, how can you protect the Sect and resist the Demon Clan? I will use this Divine Artifact to avenge you properly.”

Lin Chen stretched out a trembling hand, only for a foot to mercilessly step on it, grinding it harshly twice.

“Senior brother, you might as well recover here.”

“My Divine Artifact…” Lin Chen’s eyes reddened.

“Senior brother, it’s no longer yours now.”

“Give it back to me!”

“Hahahaha, give it back to you? Senior brother, do you still think you are Ziyun Sect’s number one genius?”

The person flaunted the Divine Artifact in front of Lin Chen.

“Senior brother, if it weren’t for the Elders’ consent, how dare I lay my hands on you within the Sect?”

Lin Chen’s pupils dilated.

“Hahahaha…”

–

“Lin Chen has fallen to the demon path.”

Chuzheng heard this news while she was paying with a Demon Crystal.

It had not been long since Lin Chen lost his Divine Artifact before he fell to the demon path; he allegedly killed quite a few people in Ziyun Sect and now his whereabouts were unknown.

Li Tang took the item from the other person and put an arm around Chuzheng’s shoulder, “Shall we go?”

“Mhm,” Chuzheng said thoughtfully, glancing in the direction of Ziyun Sect.

Is falling to the demon path really that easy?

It seems to be too fragile.

Indeed, eliminating him might be the better choice.

“What are you buying this for?” Li Tang asked, examining the item in his hand.

Chuzheng snapped back to reality and glanced at the Magic Artifact that resembled a collar in Li Tang’s hand, “A gift for you.”

“A gift… for me?” Suddenly, Li Tang felt as if the object was burning his hand.

He didn’t need it.

Not at all.

Li Tang hid his hands behind his back, “The Demon Monarch was looking for you just now; let’s head over.”

Chuzheng looked at him puzzled, “I thought you didn’t like him?”

“Did I?” Li Tang managed a smile, “I guess not.”

She had given him too many things; as long as he didn’t bring it up, she would forget them. This thing looked troublesome; he better make her forget about it quickly.

“You did,” Chuzheng confirmed.

Every time the Demon Monarch showed up, he looked as if he was facing the murderer of his father.

“I like the Demon Monarch,” Li Tang suddenly whispered in her ear, “Demon Monarch.”

Chuzheng nodded without changing her expression, “If you like me, don’t you think I’m a good person?”

Li Tang shook his head.

“Why?!” Chuzheng sounded a bit fierce.

“My liking for you has nothing to do with whether you are a good person,” Li Tang explained.

He had never thought of her as a good person.

But he liked her, liked her so much that he wanted to…

Chuzheng shook off his hand and yelled at him fiercely, “Stay away from me.”

He liked her but didn’t think she was a good person?

Indeed, all those words in plays and operas were deceptive, what about liking you means you’re the best?

Liar!

A bunch of liars!

Li Tang: “???”

Did he say something wrong?

“Slow down, don’t bump into…Hey, be careful!”

Li Tang caught up to Chuzheng, shielding her from the crowd.

“Why are you angry?”

“I’m not,” Chuzheng’s expression remained the same, and her tone was as indifferent as ever; she truly didn’t seem angry.

“Did I say something wrong?”

“You did nothing wrong.” You’re the Good Person Card; how could you be wrong? The whole world could be wrong, but you would never be.

The wrong one is Bastard!

What a rubbish mission!

[…] And once again, that’s what’s wrong.

“Alright, alright, I admit I was wrong,” Li Tang begged for mercy. “Tell me, where did I go wrong, please?”

Chuzheng remained silent, silently walking forward.

For several days in a row, Li Tang had not seen Chuzheng. Just when he was about to lose control and turn dark, Chuzheng leisurely appeared.

“I told you, if you dare to turn dark I’ll break your legs, remember?” Always turning dark, does your family own a coal mine or something?

Li Tang hung his head: “I couldn’t see you.”

He tugged at Chuzheng’s sleeve: “Are you still angry?” He truly didn’t know what he had said wrong that day.

“No.” What’s there to be angry about? If anger worked, she’d just sit and be angry all day long.

“You are angry.”

“No.”

“You…”

“Say that again and see what happens,” Chuzheng threatened with clenched fists.

“…” Li Tang inched closer. “Kiss me, and then I’ll believe you’re not angry.”

“You…” Buzz off!

Li Tang took the initiative to meet Chuzheng’s lips, silencing her words and pressing her into his embrace.

The rolling sensation on his lips sent tiny currents throughout his body.

Li Tang, somewhat impatient, pried open her lips to deepen the kiss.

He wanted more…

The burning touch of their bodies and her faint scent acted like catalysts.

Li Tang restrained his desire, softening the somewhat rough kiss.

“Do you like it?” Li Tang whispered at the corner of Chuzheng’s lips.

“I don’t dislike it,” Chuzheng said truthfully.

“Then that means you like it,” Li Tang interpreted automatically, and kissed her several more times.

Chuzheng frowned slightly. Like it…?

She wasn’t sure.

After all, she was indifferent to most things she found useless and boring—did that mean she liked them?

Impossibly.

She was not that kind of person.

[Miss, think about it, how would you react if someone else kissed you like this?]

Without pondering, Chuzheng immediately had an answer—kill him.

[Then, miss, do you want to kill him now?]

A little.

[…]

Chuzheng’s lips felt a slight sting.

“What are you thinking about?”

Chuzheng opened her lips, and Li Tang’s tongue took the opportunity to invade, sweeping and claiming everything of hers again.

Chuzheng pushed him away, touching her lips: “Why did you bite me?”

“I’m kissing you and you’re distracted,” Li Tang said.

“My being distracted is none of your business,” Chuzheng retorted, the pain already fading as she wiped her lips.

Li Tang’s stomach hurt with frustration—how could it not be his business?

He couldn’t turn dark.

If he did, his legs would be broken.

Li Tang took a deep breath, moving close to Chuzheng: “Then bite me back.”

Li Tang’s lips were attractive, slightly puckered now, the crimson color inviting a kiss.

Chuzheng bit him directly.

Very hard.

Li Tang’s brow furrowed tightly, patiently waiting for Chuzheng to let go. A faint taste of blood suggested he might be bleeding.

Chuzheng: “…” Oh no, there’s blood.

Li Tang wasn’t angry, his tone indulgent: “Feel better?”

With blood on his lips, Li Tang’s handsome face looked even more seductively alluring.

Chuzheng, hooking his neck, leaned in for another kiss.

She carefully licked the blood clean, and the moment Chuzheng’s tongue touched Li Tang’s lips, his mind went blank, then exploded like a fireworks show.

Li Tang stayed rigid the whole time, afraid that touching her would make him lose control.

When Chuzheng let go, Li Tang quickly stepped back.

With his lips pressed together, his voice husky, Li Tang said, “Don’t do this again next time.”

“Why not?” Chuzheng challenged. “You can, but I can’t?”

We’re all humans, why the double standard?

Li Tang shook his head: “I—I’m afraid I won’t be able to restrain myself, don’t kiss me like that again…” Although he really liked it and craved her taking the initiative.

But trouble could arise.

He didn’t want his legs broken.