Ptooey!

With a flick of Lucifer Liushui’s hand, a lead pellet extinguished the oil lamp on the table, plunging the room into sudden shadow. Only moonlight, slicing through the window, offered a faint glimmer of light.

What is this? Qian Jin paused, suddenly noticing waves of crimson blooming across Lucifer Liushui’s cheeks as her hands delicately unfastened the buttons at her neck.

“Liushui…”

The moment the name left Qian Jin’s lips, his mouth was sealed by the searing heat of Lucifer Liushui’s lips—a sweet, slippery tongue pushed past his own.

Qian Jin’s mind went blank; his tongue instinctively intertwined with hers. His hands, gripped tightly by hers, were guided upward toward her waist.

The next moment, his palms met a body full of resilient flesh.

Lucifer Liushui’s cheeks were burning hotter still. Feeling Qian Jin’s large hands resting upon her curved buttocks, she wrapped her arms tighter around him, closing her eyes to savor the tenderness of the moment.

Qian Jin stared at Lucifer Liushui in astonishment. All of this…

“Love me, alright?” Lucifer Liushui cupped Qian Jin’s face in her hands, her single eye blazing as she fixed him with an intense gaze. “I set aside my feminine pride and came to you, offering myself. Don’t push me away, okay? Don’t refuse me, okay? Let me give myself to you, okay?”

With that said,

Lucifer Liushui pressed her lips against Qian Jin’s once more.

At this moment, Qian Jin stopped overthinking. If he continued to refuse, then…

Four crimson lips pressed tightly together, two slippery tongues entwined. Qian Jin’s hands, resting on her shapely buttocks, were no longer stiff; his fingers spread slightly, kneading the elastic curves with practiced pressure. A surge of hot energy radiated from his Dantian, and his body began to undergo subtle changes.

Lucifer Liushui slowly retreated backward as Qian Jin moved forward, and soon they tumbled together onto the bed. Qian Jin’s hand traced a path up from her buttocks, past her slender waist, advancing step by step until it invaded the mysterious peaks of her Jade Maiden.

“Ah…”

A soul-stirring moan vibrated in Lucifer Liushui’s throat, intensely accelerating the change in a certain part of Qian Jin’s body. The hand covering the Jade Maiden unbound the preliminary barriers, settling truly over the resilient twin mounds, feeling the tips harden beneath his touch.

The clothes—these obstacles—could no longer hold back the two fiery individuals. They quickly lost their purpose, fluttering to the floor.

Feeling the spot where Lucifer Liushui exhaled a wisp of hot air, Qian Jin slightly thrust his lower back forward. Lucifer Liushui wrapped her hands around his back, digging in deeply; her nails threatened to pierce his flesh instantly.

“Don’t stop…” Lucifer Liushui looked at Qian Jin, her face flushed. “Come inside. Tonight, I give myself to you. I will be your Demoness. Don’t be gentle with me. Love me… love me fiercely…”

Qian Jin leaned down to kiss Lucifer Liushui’s lips, then thrust forward again with his waist, immediately feeling an entry into a secret realm he had never reached before. A fiery sting registered on his lips—the pain of Lucifer Liushui biting down with her teeth.

In that instant, Qian Jin felt different from before; only now could he be a true man, pressing forward relentlessly against the tight, closed passage.

“Love me… Qian Jin… love me deeply…”

Lucifer Liushui’s Jade Maiden pressed against Qian Jin’s chest. The friction elevated the masculine aura within him to a new height as her body began moving instinctively, though still slightly awkwardly.

“Love me… love me deeply…”

The small room echoed with the rhythmic sounds of their union. Lucifer Liushui moved atop Qian Jin, her hands lightly pressing against his lower abdomen, her Jade Neck marked with kisses, held high. Her huge, black wings of the Fallen Angel spread wide behind her!

Bloodline Demon Martial Body Transformation!

At that moment, Lucifer Liushui transformed into her Fallen Celestial Bloodline State. Qian Jin instantly felt the clenching power multiply, and an indescribable pleasure spread through his body.

Qian Jin instinctively rolled over, pressing Lucifer Liushui beneath him. The massive pair of wings enveloped them both, allowing only the moonlight from the window to strike the black feathers, illuminating the constant, undulating movement beneath.

“Be fiercer… Qian Jin… leave your seed within me… Ah…”

Another cry issued from Lucifer Liushui’s throat as her long legs clamped down hard and tight around his waist.

Time dissolved, and finally, the wooden bed ceased its groaning.

Qian Jin gently stroked Lucifer Liushui’s cheek, his eyes lingering momentarily over the empty socket where her missing eye was. He asked softly, “Really, you don’t want me to find you an eye?”

“No.” Lucifer Liushui’s voice was stubborn as she looked at him again. “Now, even if you could pluck Qie Shuai’s eye out and give it to me, I wouldn’t want it.”

Qian Jin’s hand trembled slightly on her cheek. This answer confirmed some things he hadn't wanted to consider.

“I want you to always remember me—that I lost this eye because of you. Your Demoness’s eye, taken by your own hands.” Lucifer Liushui held Qian Jin’s hand against her Jade Maiden. “Hold it, okay?”

Qian Jin lowered his head, gently biting her peak, then drew her earlobe into his mouth, asking quietly, “Are you certain you want to leave it?”

Lucifer Liushui’s body trembled slightly, and a faint smile touched her lips. “Worthy of being my man; you guessed it.”

Qian Jin looked puzzled. “You know the danger of staying?”

“I know.” Lucifer Liushui looked at him resolutely. “But I will stay! Having received the inheritance of the Heart of Lucifer this time, I truly believe I can contend for the Emperor’s throne. I won’t give up this chance. I, Lucifer Liushui, will become Empress!”

“Perhaps…” Lucifer Liushui’s eyes suddenly dimmed. “Perhaps once I am Empress, there will be a chance to end the war between our races. I don’t want to meet you on the Human-Demon battlefield. If I don't become Empress, I will eventually be dispatched there, and then I would have to choose—betrayal. Would the Zhence Dynasty truly accept me?”

“You have me…”

“No…” Lucifer Liushui raised a hand to cover Qian Jin’s lips. “I am your Demoness, but I do not wish to be one who only drags you down. Returning with you to the Zhence Dynasty last time was an adventure with a purpose. Back then, I even considered that if my identity were exposed, I would drag you down with me into ruin. Now…”

Lucifer Liushui shook her head gently, her black hair swaying wildly on the bed. “If I followed you back to the Zhence Dynasty and my identity was revealed—what would you do?”

“You would save me, risking everything to save me! Because you are my man, you would absolutely do that.” Lucifer Liushui looped her arms around Qian Jin’s neck. “My man, do you know how much I love you? I don’t want you to have to fight the entire Zhence Dynasty just for one person—for me.”

“I can picture it—what a magnificent scene that would be,” Lucifer Liushui closed her eyes, lost in fantasy. “If my identity were discovered, the people who moved against me would definitely choose a moment when you were not by my side. Then, they would cripple all my power, bind me in the center of the Divine Capital’s square, and burn me alive. And you…”

Lucifer Liushui opened her eyes and lightly kissed Qian Jin. “My man, in that moment! You would, you definitely would, don your armor, enter the heavily guarded center of the square alone and armed, saving me with the bearing of a peerless hero, even if it meant staining the earth red, even if countless heads fell. You would come to save me, because you are my man, my only man!”

“That is a scene every woman and every Demoness dreams of experiencing,” Lucifer Liushui’s lips curved with an indescribable pride. “Such a scene is something any woman would prefer to die witnessing. I too… I too have fantasized about such a scene. But…”

“I cannot be that selfish.” Lucifer Liushui looked at Qian Jin. “I cannot let you fall into that potential danger. You must become the flawless hero in the hearts of the Zhence Dynasty’s people. You must rescue your father. You must crush the entire Qian family underfoot. Simply defeating Qian Zhanxuan isn't enough; to crush the Qian family, you must use the power of the entire nation to destroy their glory.”

“Don’t speak, listen to me.” Lucifer Liushui hugged Qian Jin tightly. “I will not go back with you. Entering the Zhence Dynasty is not safe for me. You are not alone! You have a group of people around you, and I will not let you be put into that position.”

“I, Lucifer Liushui, am your Demoness. I will not be a burden; I must be helpful to you. As for the three missing Princes, if they return? Don’t worry, I have a way to handle them. Don’t forget, I am Lucifer Liushui! The future Empress!” Lucifer Liushui kissed Qian Jin. “Love me one more time, alright? Tell Sister Jiaying that you’ve been taken by me.”

Qian Jin gazed quietly at Lucifer Liushui in his arms. Bringing this Demoness back to the Zhence Dynasty was indeed fraught with danger, but was leaving her among the Demon race truly without risk?

“Don’t worry, I benefited greatly from the Heart of Lucifer this time. I will use it wisely…” Lucifer Liushui coiled around Qian Jin like a water snake. “Come, love me a few more times. I want to bear your children!”

Qian Jin once again kissed her in silence. Lucifer Liushui had never been anyone’s vassal or mere decoration; she always possessed her own goals and convictions. Any persuasion from him would be meaningless.

“I will protect myself.” Lucifer Liushui arched her neck, closing her eyes to savor Qian Jin’s efforts. “Wait for you to come and claim me… I will become a noble Empress, waiting for you to fetch me…”