The Saintess Has A Showdown 527

Chapter 527: Shui Yuefei’s… Demise?

“Tell me what you did wrong!”

“I didn’t do anything…”

“Yes, you did! Think hard! Why did you betray me?!”

Within the icy cave of the Illusion Sea Concubine’s domain, Gong Lianyue, her face a mask of innocent confusion, was held captive, her body bound by her own fishtail, a self-made prison.

A hard object, the Illusion Sea Concubine’s antler, pressed against her lower back, a constant, uncomfortable reminder of her current predicament. And the Illusion Sea Concubine, missing one of its antlers, its hoof reaching around to squeeze her sensitive areas.

Gong Lianyue had mocked the White Flower Moon-Treading Deer’s small size… Who would have thought their antlers were detachable?

Even as a Waning Moon Stage Spirit Master, the blue-haired girl’s beautiful face was contorted in pain, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

This interrogation had been going on for more than a month, the Illusion Sea Concubine relentlessly pursuing some imagined slight.

And this was just its playful mode. If it got serious, those antlers could do real damage.

“Time flows a hundred times slower within Never Forget Autumn Water’s domain. Only a few hours have passed in the outside world. And I won’t stop until you confess!”

“…”
“…”

An antler in front, a tail behind, her mouth occupied, her body a canvas for the Illusion Sea Concubine’s artistic expression.

Gong Lianyue, despite her pain, couldn’t help but find the situation absurd. This Illusion Sea Concubine, one of the supreme Seven Concubines, acting like a spoiled child.

Wait…

Just as she was about to succumb to despair, Gong Lianyue realized something.

Since she was now the Illusion Sea Concubine’s wife, could it be that it had sensed the scent of other partners on her?

Although she had been pure before meeting the Illusion Sea Concubine, she had been intimate with the Wrathful Saintess and the Peach Blossom Concubine, and she had also cuddled with the Dark Night Concubine…

“I know! I know what I did wrong!”

“Oh? And what did you do wrong?” Hearing Shui Yuefei’s sudden cry, the Illusion Sea Concubine paused its activities, its expression expectant.

“I… I gave my first kiss to the Cold Deer King…”

“And? Go on~~~”

Gong Lianyue, her heart pounding, prepared for the worst, but the Illusion Sea Concubine, instead of being angry, seemed almost proud, as if it had been its first kiss, not the Cold Deer King’s, or perhaps a first kiss was simply insignificant compared to other firsts.

“I… I… touched the Wrathful Saintess…”

Boom!

The moment she spoke, the antler struck, and Gong Lianyue’s lips pressed together, her face pale, tears welling up in her eyes, her body convulsing.

Her eyeballs almost popped out…

What? The Illusion Sea Concubine, which hadn’t even cared about her first kiss, was angry about this?!

Gong Lianyue couldn’t understand its thought process.

“Continue!”

The Illusion Sea Concubine’s voice was soft, yet firm, a hint of displeasure. It didn’t like that lewd green-haired girl.

That creature had been eyeing its Shui Yuefei…

This time, Gong Lianyue hesitated, then, as she felt the pressure of the Illusion Sea Concubine’s tail, she confessed,

“I… I… I shouldn’t have enjoyed the Dark Night Concubine’s…”

“You… you were with the Dark Night Concubine?!”

This time, instead of punishment, the Illusion Sea Concubine’s eyes widened in shock.

She had said too much, revealing something she hadn’t intended to. Gong Lianyue’s face paled, a wave of despair washing over her.

Just as she was bracing herself for the inevitable punishment, the Illusion Sea Concubine’s aura calmed, a tense silence.

“Is that all? Nothing else?”

“There’s… there’s more. I shouldn’t have agreed to that… verbal contract… with the Peach Blossom Concubine,” Gong Lianyue blurted out, seizing her last chance.

“You… you made a verbal contract with the Peach Blossom Concubine?!” The Illusion Sea Concubine’s voice was filled with shock, its body trembling.

“…”
“…”

Gong Lianyue, on the verge of tears, closed her eyes, resigned to her fate, offering no resistance.

Not only had she failed to mention the important things, but she had also revealed all her secrets.

However, instead of the expected punishment, the Illusion Sea Concubine gently pulled her into a warm embrace, its hooves caressing her body.

“Tell me, who’s better? Me, or the Peach Blossom Concubine?”

“I… I haven’t… experienced the Peach Blossom Concubine, but… you’re… surprisingly… skilled. Perhaps even… better than the Peach Blossom Concubine…” Gong Lianyue replied honestly. After all, she had spent the past month in a state of bliss.

“The Wrathful Saintess and the Dark Night Concubine are nothing to worry about. It’s the Peach Blossom Concubine… I’ve heard that once she has you… you’ll never leave the Myriad Spirit Flower Ring.”

“Although I’m confident in my own abilities, I haven’t experienced the Peach Blossom Concubine, so I can’t be certain. She has a preference for wives. It would be dangerous for you to interact with her in your current state.”

Hearing the Illusion Sea Concubine’s worried murmur, a glimmer of hope appeared in Gong Lianyue’s despairing heart.

So it wasn’t other partners it was worried about, but whether those other partners were… better.

“Don’t worry, a million antler strikes per second… even the Peach Blossom Concubine wouldn’t survive that. You’re definitely stronger!!”

Knowing the Illusion Sea Concubine’s concerns, Gong Lianyue offered reassurances, even demonstrating a few techniques.

The Illusion Sea Concubine’s worried expression relaxed.

“But a million strikes per second… that’s nothing to the Peach Blossom Concubine.”

“To surpass her petals and tentacles, to make you think of me even while she’s with you… I’ll need hundreds of millions of strikes per second… to etch it into your very being…”

“Eh?”

From a million to hundreds of millions… That wasn’t just a slight increase. Just hearing the number made Gong Lianyue dizzy.

Feeling the antler pressing against her, she struggled to escape, but the Illusion Sea Concubine’s aura, a subtle touch, its liquefying power, weakened her, her body numb, her teardrop eyes widening in alarm.

“Wait! Help! Mercy! Wife, no…!”

“Aaaaaaaaaah!!!

[Shui Yuefei, deceased. Age: 20.]