Mu Ningxue was momentarily at a loss for words. She could only glare at Gu Ming with a mixture of shame and fury before finally spitting out,
“You rogue! You are a despicable, shameless, lowly scoundrel! You are no gentleman!”
Gu Ming found it somewhat amusing. “I am the Fifth Heavenly King of the Demon Cult,” he said. “By saying that, aren’t you complimenting me?”
“You!”
Mu Ningxue was speechless once again.
The Demon Cult was an organization comprised of Demonic Cultivators. Most Demonic Cultivators operated without limits or a moral compass. Therefore, words like “despicable,” “shameless,” and “lowly” were considered compliments to them rather than insults.
Seeing Mu Ningxue so incensed that she couldn’t speak, Gu Ming decided to stop teasing her.
‘That should be enough,’ he thought. ‘My notoriety for how I treat the Divine Maiden should spread now, and the other Heavenly Kings shouldn’t have anything left to say.’
“All of you, withdraw. I shall interrogate her alone now,” Gu Ming said, waving his hand to dismiss the low-level lackeys standing behind him.
“Lord Heavenly King, if I may be so bold… once you are finished enjoying her, could you let us underlings have a taste of that exquisite beauty as well? We’ve never known what a Divine Maiden tastes like.”
The one speaking was the head jailer.
He had a rat-like face and shifty eyes that greedily scanned Mu Ningxue’s curvaceous figure. He even went as far as to lick his cracked, dry lips.
Hearing those words, Mu Ningxue grew pale with fright.
It was one thing to have her body claimed by Gu Ming. At the very least, he was the Fifth Heavenly King of the Demon Cult. Furthermore, upon closer inspection, Gu Ming was actually quite handsome, with regular features and a heroic air. He was, at the very least, within an acceptable range.
In contrast, that head jailer looked like a total creep with his rat-like features. If she were to be humiliated by him, her mind would surely break.
‘No…’
Tears welled in the corners of Mu Ningxue’s eyes, and her soft body began to tremble.
She wished so desperately that all of this was a dream. She wished for someone to descend from the heavens to save her, but she knew it was impossible. This was the Demon Cult’s territory; heroes did not appear here.
Just as Mu Ningxue fell into despair, an incredible amount of Spiritual Energy suddenly erupted from the body of the Fifth Heavenly King. In an instant, that Spiritual Energy transformed into several invisible flying blades. The moment they formed, they sliced through the cell door and flew straight toward the lecherous head jailer’s neck.
Crack.
Accompanied by the sound of bone snapping, a black line appeared across the head jailer’s throat. A moment later, blood sprayed everywhere, and a head tumbled to the floor. It rolled a few times before coming to a stop.
Hiss.
Seeing this scene, the surrounding guards couldn’t help but gasp.
Mu Ningxue looked at the man before her in a daze, a flash of disbelief crossing her eyes.
The Fifth Heavenly King of the Demon Cult had actually executed his own head jailer right in front of her!
Why?
Gu Ming’s voice was cold as he spoke. “My plaything… how could a lowly wretch like you even think of laying a finger on her? Do you think you’re worthy?”
Upon hearing this, the guards immediately stifled any inappropriate thoughts they had been harboring, each of them swallowing hard.
Gu Ming glanced briefly at the guards’ reactions and felt a sense of relief. ‘The effect of killing the chicken to warn the monkeys is quite good. At least I can be sure that these guards won’t try anything with the Divine Maiden once I leave.’
If the Divine Maiden lost her chastity, she would be unable to use the Goddess Cultivation Technique. She would become no different from a commoner, and the Righteous Path Alliance would lose a powerful general.
Gu Ming did not want to see that happen.
At that moment, an icy gaze pierced through him. Gu Ming looked over, only to feel a headache coming on.
“Play… plaything?!”
A cold light shone in Mu Ningxue’s eyes as she spoke through gritted teeth. “Even if I die, I will never become your plaything!”
With that, she prepared to bite her tongue to commit suicide. But the moment the thought surfaced, a character appeared across her pupils and her pink tongue —
Forbidden.
“You want to die?”
Gu Ming’s mocking voice reached her ears.
“This cell is specially made. It is covered in Restricting Seals. These seals are there specifically to prevent things like suicide from happening.”