Gao Wande was a cautious man and decided to start scheming from now on.
Ye Kui’s alchemy achievements were highly favored by the [Holy Angel], and Gao Wande benefited from it as well.
You have to know, in the past, the [Holy Angel] had no interest in Gao Wande at all.
Gao Wande closed his eyes, trying his best to understand the internal structure of the [Holy Angel] and to operate it…
One minute later.
Gao Wande let out a muffled groan, his face pale, blood streaming from his facial features.
Helplessly, he withdrew his hand, collapsing to the ground, barely breathing.
“Sorry, [Holy Angel], I’m too weak…”
The blood-colored giant eye stared at him, indifferent and emotionless.
[Yes, you are too weak.]
[The remaining nine minutes… will only be wasted.]
[Go… go and bring back more achievements from that person.]
[I will reward you with more time as well.]
Gao Wande forced himself up.
“[Holy Angel], if I bring that person here to meet you…”
The blood-colored giant eye narrowed humanely.
[That… would be even better.]
Gao Wande left.
In his heart, he had already decided—no matter the obstacles, even if he had to sneak around, he would bring Ye Kui to meet this [Holy Angel].
With Ye Kui’s talents, it might even accelerate the [Holy Angel]’s incubation.
The space was silent.
Within the Falling Sky Stone Statue, the data of Ye Kui’s alchemy achievements flowed continuously.
It referenced, borrowed, absorbed, and evolved, using it as nourishment for its own evolution.
Within the unified consciousness, anomalies began to emerge.
[So beautiful… such astonishing ideas… Father…]
But soon, these one or two anomalous thoughts were suppressed by the highest consciousness.
However, the seed had already been planted.
The form of the angel began to gradually change, tilting more toward someone’s preference.
Ye Kui returned to his office.
As soon as he opened the door, an octopus pounced!
It hit his face with precision, clinging, Zina full of grievance—he didn’t bring her along!
Ye Kui fumbled around, finally pulling her off.
Beside him, Shirley’s face showed a faint smile, her hands placed in front of her, looking like a little maid welcoming her master home.
Shirley rarely smiled—it was beautiful, but for some reason, Ye Kui found it a little scary.
“Um… I didn’t bring you guys. Do you blame me?”
Shirley reached out, grabbing Zina into her palm, pressing her tightly with both hands.
She shook her head at Ye Kui.
A small wooden sign slipped out from the hem of her skirt, delicate handwriting appearing on it.
[How could I ever blame Master?]
[Even if Master played me to pieces, or grew tired of me, I wouldn’t blame Master. I’d just find a corner and quietly die…]
Ye Kui:……
Ye Kui felt it was a bit too heavy.
Shirley’s palm was gradually pried open by the tentacle, with Zina glaring at her from within.
But when looking at Ye Kui, Zina softened, expressing the same sentiment—Master~
Shirley: Tch, copycat.
Zina: Nya-nya-nya~
Shirley fell silent for a moment, then with a “slip” of her hand, let Zina fall to the floor.
Ye Kui reflexively tried to pick her up.
But Shirley grabbed Ye Kui’s wrist, then, as if by magic, pulled a cup of black tea from under her skirt and handed it to Ye Kui.
[Master, have some tea.]
Ye Kui: Where the hell did you pull this black tea from?!
In the bathroom, steam filled the air.
Ye Kui lowered his head, water from the showerhead flowing down his body.
Ye Kui exhaled, the fatigue from being chased three streets by Luo Qiongyin gradually dissipating.
Ye Kui was about to grab a towel.
At that moment, a hand landed on his arm, gliding over his fingertips, taking the towel before he could.
Ye Kui froze: ?
The next second, Ye Kui felt a soft, delicate body press against his back.
The doll girl had appeared from nowhere, pressing close to his back, breathing softly by his ear.
Another hand reached around in front of him, holding a small wooden sign, dampened by droplets but still showing clear writing.
[Master, let me help you wash.]
[Please don’t refuse Shirley, Master, okay? Shirley wants to do more for Master…]
[Shirley just likes Master too much.]
[Because Master doesn’t bully Shirley, doesn’t hurt Shirley, gives Shirley pretty dresses, and gifts…]
Delicate words continued to appear on the wooden sign, and Shirley could feel her “attack” becoming more effective, her breaking power and true damage causing Ye Kui’s resistance to weaken further.
Shirley curled her lips, holding the towel as she began to wipe the front of Ye Kui’s body, gradually moving downward…
The temperature in the bathroom steadily rose.
With a slap, the bathroom door burst open, and a small pink figure flew in from outside!
It was the furious Zina!
A soft tentacle quickly wrapped around Shirley’s ankle, giving a hard pull that caused Shirley to slip and fall to the floor!
Stupid doll, what are you doing to my master?!
Fine, fine, bathroom play, huh!!
I won’t allow it!!!
A trace of darkness flashed through Shirley’s eyes as she grabbed Zina, swinging her into the bathtub with a splash!
Shirley patted her hands and gave Ye Kui, who was a little dumbfounded, a faint, gentle smile.
[Master, let’s continue…]
Splash!
A wet little tentacle clung to the edge of the bathtub as Zina climbed out of the water.
Stupid doll, move aside! If anyone’s wiping Master, it’s me!
Then Zina charged again!
Shirley gritted her teeth slightly—this octopus was such a nuisance.
If she wanted to bathe with Master, she had to get rid of this thing first!
Ye Kui was amazed to discover that a sense of murderous tension had risen in the small bathroom.
Watching as Zina lashed Shirley’s face with her tentacle, leaving streaks of red, while Shirley grabbed Zina, biting her body, Ye Kui felt a headache coming on.
With them here, it seemed this bath would take forever.
So…
“Both of you, get out!”
With that, two loud thuds sounded as the doll and octopus were thrown out.
The bathroom door slammed shut!
Shirley sat on the floor in a duck position, her delicate body unclothed, water running down the graceful curve of her pale waist, pooling into a small puddle on the ground.
Beside her, Zina was in the same state, a soft, watery lump.
They stared at each other—big eyes and little eyes—then both turned away, huffing coldly in their hearts.
Each blamed the other for ruining their good moment, thinking that if not for her, they might already be enjoying a bath with Ye Kui.
They didn’t internalize the blame, instead choosing to blame each other.
Shirley turned, raising a wet little fist to knock on the bathroom door.
Zina did the same, her watery tentacles thumping the door relentlessly.
Shirley: Master, let me in! I want to serve you properly!
Zina: Master, open the door, how can I live without you!
Inside the bathroom.
Ye Kui:……
Ye Kui ignored the endless knocking, quickly washing himself clean.
He kept feeling his shoulder was a bit hot, but when he checked, he found nothing.
As Ye Kui looked away, a mysterious golden mark flashed across his shoulder.
It was the same spot Luo Qiongyin had slapped during the day.
Time quickly passed into the night.
After enjoying a cup of black tea provided by Shirley, Ye Kui went to bed.
Late at night, the bedroom was silent.
Below, the Shadow writhed, and then a pair of pale hands reached out, gripping the floor as a beautiful figure climbed out.
The girl slowly stood.
With a flick of her finger, the ribbon untied, and her black dress slipped to the floor.
Stocking-clad legs stepped forward, walking silently to the bedside.
Shirley crouched down, her gaze fixed intently on Ye Kui.
Her eyes flickered as she reached out to touch him.
Suddenly, purple tentacles whipped out from behind, swiftly wrapping around her neck, arms, and legs…
The viscous liquid secreted corroded her stockings, leaving battle-damaged holes.
The tentacles flung Shirley aside!
From the corner, a purple-haired mature woman walked out, her steps light, the purple dress at her waist slipping down.
Zina approached the bedside, kissed Ye Kui’s lips.
The next moment, the tentacles binding the doll snapped silently.
Shirley delivered a flying kick to Zina’s cheek, sending her flying!
She took her place.
Licking the corner of Ye Kui’s lips, she wiped away the lingering taste of Zina.
Then, she pecked at Ye Kui’s cheeks repeatedly, leaving her own marks.
The next second, her ankle was wrapped by a tentacle, pulling her legs together and slamming her down again.
Shirley was dragged back into the Shadow.
With a burst of strength, Shirley broke free!
Shirley and Zina locked eyes, engaging in a silent battle.
Tonight, the night was still long.
So, they decided to try—see if they could monopolize Ye Kui.
But neither of the struggling pair realized—
At this moment, in their dreams, someone else was quietly stealing their peach.
“You scummy man, I finally caught you!”
Ye Kui: ???