"Hahaha, interesting, truly interesting~" Within the shadowy hall, the King of Slaughter's laughter echoed continuously.
"Respected King of Slaughter, that brat is utterly ungrateful! How dare he make such an outrageous demand!"
"Every opening of the Road to Hell is a significant loss for Slaughter City. Who does he think he is to demand its early opening?"
The cold female voice spoke again, dripping with disdain and scorn.
In her eyes, becoming the King of Slaughter's servant was a blessing the two of them couldn't have earned in eight lifetimes! Yet not only did they fail to cherish it, they even dared to negotiate—and with such an absurd condition at that. They were clearly refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit!
"Enough. Tell them I accept the condition."
The King of Slaughter waved his hand and spoke indifferently.
"What?! Great King of Slaughter, why…?" The cold female voice rang out again, sharp with disbelief, thick with envy and malice.
"That 'Angel' is a ticking time bomb. I'd be glad to see her gone sooner rather than later. As for that boy, he holds many secrets. I'm rather intrigued by him. If I can uncover what he's hiding, it'll surely benefit me greatly."
"Of course, if they fail to pass the Road to Hell, that's hardly my fault."
The King of Slaughter rarely offered explanations, but this time, he indulged in one.
The cold woman fell silent. Though she still didn't understand, she dared not question further.
"However, opening the Road to Hell requires a substantial sacrifice. The Fallen Ones sent by the Spirit Hall this month will arrive soon. Combined with next month's batch, it should suffice."
"Inform them to wait another month. I will open the Road to Hell for them then."
The King of Slaughter spoke calmly.
"As you command, great King of Slaughter…"
The cold female voice gradually faded away.
...
...
Meanwhile.
In Ye Feng's small hut.
"Ye Feng, what's the meaning of this? Why would you agree to stay here as the King of Slaughter's servant? Have you lost your mind?" Qian Renxue couldn't comprehend Ye Feng's decision. With his talent, he could undoubtedly reach the same level as her grandfather in the future. Yet now, he was willing to become some so-called King of Slaughter's lackey? Was this really the Ye Feng she knew?
"Besides, don't you have that teleportation ability? At worst, we could just leave together… Mmmph—! What are you doing…?"
Before she could finish, Ye Feng covered her mouth.
"Keep your voice down! I'm just playing along. If I hadn't said that, how would you have gotten the chance to enter the Road to Hell?"
Ye Feng sighed in exasperation.
"But what about you? If you don't enter the Road to Hell, how will you obtain the Slaughter God Domain?!"
Now it was Qian Renxue who was worrying about Ye Feng. In her eyes, he had come here precisely for the Slaughter God Domain.
Yet now, for her sake, he was giving up such a tremendous opportunity. How could she accept that…?
"Why worry about that? To comprehend the Slaughter God Domain, you need intense killing intent. During this time, eat more poisoned food and accumulate as much murderous aura as you can."
Ye Feng waved his hand dismissively.
The reward for clearing the Road to Hell was merely the condensation of one's killing intent into a domain.
The stronger the killing intent, the more powerful the Slaughter God Domain would be.
If the killing intent is too weak, there's a chance the condensation might fail, making this entire trip pointless.
However, the more Ye Feng spoke like this, the more Qian Renxue felt guilty. She whispered softly, "Maybe I should stay, and you go challenge the Road to Hell. Once you get out, you can bring me out later..."
She still couldn't bear the thought of Ye Feng sacrificing so much for her.
After all, this was all her own doing. She had failed to suppress the killing urges in her heart, indulging in wanton slaughter until no one was left in the Hell Slaughter Arena.
If it were just Ye Feng alone, he would have easily completed 100 battles by now.
She was the one dragging him down, and now she even needed him to clean up her mess... It weighed heavily on her conscience.
"I've had enough. I have my own plans! Are you going or not?" Ye Feng pinned Qian Renxue onto the sofa, his eyes blazing with ferocity.
He truly couldn't stand her indecisiveness.
The only reason he was doing this was to maximize their gains.
Only if he stayed behind would the King of Slaughter possibly agree to open the Road to Hell early for Qian Renxue to challenge.
And once he comprehended the "Slaughter God Domain" himself, he could simply escape on the spot—there was nothing the King of Slaughter could do to stop him.
On the contrary, having Qian Renxue here was only holding him back.
But he couldn't outright explain this plan, lest the King of Slaughter overheard.
Even though Ye Feng didn't sense any prying eyes, if someone was eavesdropping, he wouldn't necessarily notice.
"No... Either we leave together, or not at all. I, Qian Renxue, will never take advantage alone!" Qian Renxue bit her red lips, clenching her teeth stubbornly, her expression unyielding.
Moreover, at this moment, their bodies were almost completely pressed together.
Before, she had only fantasized about Ye Feng...
But now, she could smell his unique scent, and her mind involuntarily flooded with all sorts of strange images, causing her cheeks to flush red and burn.
"I'm doing this for your own good. Can't you just listen to me for once?"
Ye Feng pinched Qian Renxue's delicate face, squeezing her lips into an "O" shape.
"I'm not your anything... Why should I listen to you...?"
Qian Renxue pouted, mumbling incoherently.
"Fine, fine. Then if you become my woman, will you listen to me?"
Due to his dragon bloodline, Ye Feng naturally had strong desires in that regard—he had simply suppressed them, thinking Slaughter City wasn't the right place.
But now, provoked by Qian Renxue and with their bodies already pressed together, the impulse surged uncontrollably, his eyes even turning slightly red.
"N-no... That's not what I meant..."
Qian Renxue panicked, never expecting things to escalate like this.
She pressed her hands against Ye Feng's chest, trying to push him away.
But Ye Feng's physique was far too overpowering.
On top of that, Qian Renxue was already weakened by the scorching heat of his breath, a tingling numbness assaulting her mind, leaving her momentarily powerless.
"Giggle... What a lovely scene~"
Just then, a coquettish laugh suddenly came from outside the door.
The two inside froze instantly.
"Interrupting others' fun is incredibly rude. You'd better have a good reason." Ye Feng remained seated atop Qian Renxue, taking a deep breath to steady himself, his voice icy.
"The King of Slaughter asked me to relay that he agrees to your terms. The Road to Hell will open in one month. Please be prepared~"
"Well, that's all I have to say. You two can continue, hehehe~"
"You only have one month left. Enjoy it while you can—after all, you might never see each other again~"
The cold, eerie female voice finished speaking and quickly departed.
"Phew..."
Ye Feng took a deep breath and looked down at Qian Renxue.
"You jerk... get off already, or I'll really get angry... I don't want to be your woman..." Qian Renxue pulled a cloth over herself, her skin flushed red from her collarbone upward.
Her pearly teeth lightly bit her crimson lips, her eyes shimmering with tears as if she were about to cry at any moment.
She was clearly overwhelmed with frustration.
This was the first time Ye Feng had bullied her like this...
He was really too much!
And now, the situation was just awkward.
If Ye Feng continued, she would feel wronged.
If Ye Feng left, she would feel even more wronged.
For a moment, she didn't know what to do and could only glare at him in silence.
Ye Feng was also in an awkward position.
Interrupted halfway.
Leaving wasn't right, but continuing wasn't appropriate either.
So he simply flipped Qian Renxue over.
"What are you doing???"
Qian Renxue was utterly bewildered.
Ye Feng didn't answer. Instead, he activated the Lexical Trait—[Silver Tongue].