Chapter 47: The Aura of a Dominant CEO

Ning Xianyu had no idea what was happening to her; she was completely immersed in a world of illusion, oblivious to everything around her. Even the system had fallen silent. She swam lap after lap in the lake, gleefully pulling Xuanyuan Tunhan along to join her.

Xuanyuan Tunhan knew that wine would leave one disoriented, so he had only given her a little. Who could have expected her soul to be so weak that just a sip would make her lose herself? As he watched Ning Xianyu begin to do splits in the water, he could no longer bear it and knocked her out directly.

“Troublesome,” he muttered.

After dressing both of them, he prepared to leave. But just then, a powerful force arrived, probing the area with its spiritual sense. Xuanyuan Tunhan held Ning Xianyu close, set up a barrier, and blocked the investigation.

The demon cultivator Gu Dou found it odd, probing again, but still discovered nothing unusual. Yet he was convinced someone was on this mountain, and not just anyone—a formidable presence.

“How can I not find them?” he stood in midair, glaring coldly below, and unleashed a palm strike far from the lake.

Sand and stones flew, half the mountain was obliterated. The explosion was so loud that all the demon cultivators in the city heard it. They paid it no mind, instead cheering excitedly. Such overwhelming power could only belong to one of the lords, whom they revered for their strength.

Despite the devastation, nothing happened. Gu Dou descended to investigate, but found nothing. He was certain his senses weren’t wrong; there had indeed been a powerful existence here moments before. The only explanation was that the other party was even stronger.

“Which old fool is running around?” Gu Dou glanced at the lake, then left.

Yi Tianling was astounded as he watched Ning Xianyu and Xuanyuan Tunhan return. This world was truly magical.

That Xuanyuan senior had actually fainted from exhaustion, while Ning senior appeared vibrant, radiant, and even stronger. After a single outing, Ning senior had advanced to the peak of the Golden Core stage—the speed of her progress could only mean...

Dual cultivation!

Ning senior was truly remarkable, able to make even the one acknowledged as the greatest in the Six Realms of Cloud Wilderness faint. Tsk tsk, perhaps Ning senior should be the true number one in the Six Realms.

Yi Tianling gave them a suggestive look, then quickly opened a room for them. Xuanyuan Tunhan looked at him strangely, carried Ning Xianyu inside, and as soon as he entered, Yi Tianling shut the door.

He looked at the door, then at Ning Xianyu. This protagonist really had something wrong with his head.

There was only one bed in the room. Xuanyuan Tunhan couldn’t be bothered to go out again, so he tossed Ning Xianyu onto the floor and sat cross-legged on the bed to meditate.

But seeing the woman lying on the floor giggling foolishly, he felt something was off and waved her onto the bed.

This was his body; it could not suffer indignities.

Yi Tianling went out to see that several more Demon Lords had arrived in the city.

In the Demon Realm, there were ten Demon Lords. These ten possessed the greatest power and had seized territories, ruling over their own domains. Of course, besides them, there were other capable individuals, but none wielded such influence.

Above the Demon Lords was the royal family, but after the great war between immortals and demons, the royal family had suffered immense losses and now could hardly compete with the ten Demon Lords, surviving only in the cracks.

Now with several more Demon Lords in the city, it was clear the Bloodstone ceremony was truly important to the Demon Realm. With so many Demon Lords present, could they really leave with the Bloodstone?

Yi Tianling was anxious, returning to his room to quietly consult the system.

The system said, “The ten Demon Lords are not united, and compared to the Bloodstone, their hatred for Xuanyuan Tunhan runs deeper. If you push Xuanyuan Tunhan forward, taking Akali and the Bloodstone will be a breeze.”

Yi Tianling retorted angrily, “Xuanyuan senior has helped me so much. How could I use him as a scapegoat?”

It was too despicable—he couldn’t do it.

But the system coaxed him, “What are you afraid of? Xuanyuan Tunhan single-handedly defeated the Demon Realm in the past. Even ten Demon Lords are nothing to him.”

Yi Tianling doubted, “Even so, is it fair for Xuanyuan senior to face the entire Demon Realm alone?”

They had come together, yet he was supposed to abandon Xuanyuan senior. Such a vile act was out of the question.

The system was exasperated, “A man must be ruthless to succeed. You want to achieve your goals, yet you’re so indecisive. You only worry about Xuanyuan Tunhan, but what about Akali, and Su Yun’er?”

“Have you forgotten how you were humiliated before, and your grand ambitions?”

Yi Tianling was struck at his sore spot and could only remain silent for a long time.

The system told him to think it over carefully.

“Xuanyuan Tunhan may seem like a good man now, but he once slaughtered everyone in his sect. He hasn’t concealed himself as well as you think. You’ve been fooled by him.”

“Moreover, with Xuanyuan Tunhan and the unfathomable Ning Xianyu here, what can you, a mere Golden Core cultivator, do?”

Yi Tianling told the system to stop; he wanted to think for himself.

But he was bothered by the system’s comment about his cultivation level.

The next morning, Ning Xianyu finally awoke.

She had completely forgotten what had happened the day before, but when she turned her head, she nearly screamed.

If she wasn’t mistaken, the person lying beside her was herself—no, it was the Great Demon.

The Great Demon was lying right next to her, eyes closed, resting.

How had she ended up in bed with the Great Demon?

What had happened yesterday?

She pulled her clothes aside to check—nothing, not a single anomaly in her body.

[System, system, what happened last night? Why am I sleeping with the Great Demon?]

But the system’s voice sounded dazed: [I don’t know either. After you drank that wine yesterday, I felt like my processor was impacted and then I short-circuited.]

[You can short-circuit?] Ning Xianyu suspected her central control system was malfunctioning.

The system, though, felt that wine wasn’t ordinary: [Don’t drink that wine again. If I disappear, you’ll never be able to make a wish again.]

Ning Xianyu perfunctorily agreed, though she felt somewhat wary of Xuanyuan Tunhan’s wine as well.

It was too potent; she could be killed without knowing it.

As she pondered, Xuanyuan Tunhan suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as if staring at a criminal.

She sat up, stiff with fright, and fell off the bed.

“Ancestor, good morning.”

Xuanyuan Tunhan rolled over, his wicked eyes fixed on her, then beckoned her closer.

Ning Xianyu nervously edged over, “What is it?”

Xuanyuan Tunhan said coldly, “From now on, you may only drink the wine I give you!”

What?

“Why?”

Ning Xianyu felt a chill run down her spine.

[System, is he falling in love with me?]

What was with this sudden domineering tone? What did he mean by only drinking his wine?

The system laughed: [It’s possible. Why not try marrying first, loving later?]

[Get lost!]

Xuanyuan Tunhan, of course, provided no explanation. He seized her storage pouch, rummaged through it, pulled out all the wine, and stuffed it into his own pouch.

Then he gave her a look that said, obey or die.

In that instant, Ning Xianyu recalled the words of sages: dignity cannot be compromised by force.

“I—I understand!”

She was no sage; she was cowardly, spineless!