Chapter 182 - 181: A Transaction Beneficial to Great Chu

Chapter 182: Chapter 181: A Transaction Beneficial to Great Chu

"You want me to write an uplifting poem for you?"

Faced with Fang Can’s request, Xiang Ziyu was completely bewildered, and was immediately overcome with a wave of nausea.

Thinking about what Fang Can’s spine had just done, Xiang Ziyu dry-heaved at the floor.

His spine had been blocking her throat for at least two incense sticks’ worth of time. It felt like her esophagus was going to be permanently reshaped into the form of a spine.

Fang Can squatted down, looked at the girl before him, and stressed, "Uplifting isn’t the main point. The key is ’sunshine’."

"Sunshine?" Xiang Ziyu pondered for a moment before her eyes widened in realization.

"No wonder you spared my life," Xiang Ziyu said, dawning on her. "You want me to write a poem to borrow light for you."

"Your Great Sun Undying Demon Body requires a massive light source, so you need me to write a poem to gather all the light here, right?"

"You bastard. So you actually need something from me."

A bratty smirk appeared on Xiang Ziyu’s face. The enemy that even her imperial brother couldn’t defeat actually needed her help. This felt awesome!

"I’m not asking you," Fang Can said seriously, sitting cross-legged in front of her. "I’m forcing you."

"Ha, what are you thinking? You’re an enemy of the Great Chu."

Xiang Ziyu crossed her arms, stood up, and looked down at the boy sitting before her. "Why would I ever aid the enemy?"

"Besides, I’m a princess of the Great Chu. This is being broadcast live to all the nations. How could I possibly beg for mercy?"

After all, the entire populace of the Great Chu was watching. How could she lose her mind and aid the enemy?

A faint smile touched Fang Can’s lips. "Don’t worry, you’ll agree."

"What are you planning to do! Don’t tell me you’re going to..."

Seeing the look on Fang Can’s face, Xiang Ziyu subconsciously hugged her chest in terror.

’Is he going to humiliate me until I’m on my knees, with all the nations watching? No, anything but that!!!’

"That’s right, I want to... with you..." Fang Can nodded, but he was cut off mid-sentence by a torrent of fierce words.

"You pervert, you lecher, you degenerate! I knew no good could come from someone who practices such a lewd cultivation method."

Xiang Ziyu’s legs felt weak, but she gritted her teeth and said, "Bring it on. I’m ready. Do your worst. I’ll lose if I so much as grunt."

Now, even someone as dense as Fang Can would have understood what she was thinking. He was stunned for a moment, then almost laughed out of exasperation.

After all, no matter what, he couldn’t possibly do *that* in front of tens of millions of people. Did he have no shame?

"Your imagination is running wild, you little caterpillar. And what’s this about wanting more after you’ve already had a taste?"

"You already ’kissed’ me, and now you want me to reward you on top of that?"

Fang Can looked at the girl with disdain. "You’re a failure who can’t even break into the top hundred of the Hidden Dragon Ranking. It’s one thing not to kneel when you see the number one, but to audaciously demand that I be the one to humiliate you?"

"Are you even worthy? In your dreams!"

As Fang Can spoke, the surrounding Martial Artists all nodded in agreement.

With Fang Can’s potential, talent, physique, and strength as a cultivation vessel—being number one on the Hidden Dragon Ranking—countless women from every nation were eager to throw themselves at him. On what grounds did *this* girl think she deserved to be "plucked"?

Even the viewing guests from the Chu Nation felt their princess was being a little cringey.

Beside Liu Qingmeng, Jiang Ning’an only relaxed her clenched fists on her sleeves after seeing that Fang Can wasn’t interested in Meiser.

Seeing that "kissing" scene just now had been a bit too much for a young Chu woman like her.

’Damn it! I’m a Third Turn, and I haven’t even kissed Fang Can’s lips, yet they were just stolen by a mere First Turn.’ Jiang Ning’an was so mad she could grind her teeth.

But then she remembered that Fang Can had secretly "conquered" two hundred people, and she didn’t know what to say.

She could only puff out her cheeks in frustration, her resentment so thick that those around her could feel it.

Beside her, Liu Qingmeng sighed for what felt like the umpteenth time.

’To be so flustered over a mere man’s charm... she’s so disappointing. She really needs to be tempered.’

’Rather than trying to calm Ning An’s heart, it might be better to stimulate her directly and continuously.’

Liu Qingmeng thought to herself, ’What if I let Fang Can create more of these "cheating in front of your partner" scenarios to temper Ning An’s state of mind?’

’After all, guiding is better than suppressing. Forcibly preventing them from meeting will only lead to more repression over time.’

’On the contrary, if I constantly have Fang Can interact with other women in front of Ning An, perhaps she can gradually get used to it and temper her Dao Heart!’

At this moment, Jiang Ning’an had no idea that her master was already plotting how to torment her in the future.

Back in the basement, seeing the utter disdain in Fang Can’s eyes, the girl’s expression froze for a second. She realized she had been getting ahead of herself.

But for some reason, perhaps because the sensation inside Fang Can’s chest cavity had been too strange...

...upon realizing that Fang Can wasn’t going to do anything to her, she actually felt a tiny trace of disappointment... the hell she did!

Realizing her own thoughts, Xiang Ziyu’s face flushed crimson. She couldn’t understand if there was something wrong with her brain.

She had actually been looking forward to being trapped in his chest, choked into silence by his spine.

So, did her brain get damaged from being locked up just now? It had to be.

’Don’t tell me that in that short time, I’ve turned into some kind of fluffball that can’t live without him?’

’What a sinister boy! To think he had such a plan.’

"Hey, what on earth are you thinking about?" Fang Can was speechless.

His exceptional intuition told him that the girl in front of him was definitely concocting some rather disrespectful stories about him in her head.

"I just want to make a deal with you. Can you please be a little more serious?"

Fang Can crossed his arms with a helpless look. This little brat’s imagination was too wild.

"Oh, it’s nothing." Xiang Ziyu snapped back to her senses, banished her distracting thoughts, and said with a serious expression:

"No matter what you want to do to me, I will never agree. I will never betray the interests of the Great Chu."

"So, you’re saying that if it benefits the Great Chu, you’re willing to agree no matter the cost?" A smile appeared on Fang Can’s lips.

"O-Of course. I am the princess of the Great Chu. I am willing to dedicate everything to the Great Chu."

Xiang Ziyu said resolutely. Everyone in the entire capital was watching right now; she had to put on a convincing performance.

"So, you’re saying that for the sake of the Great Chu’s interests, you’d even be willing to lick my feet?" Fang Can said with ill intent.

"I’m willing! I’m willing! I’m definitely willing!"

In the real world, a girl who had previously had a small taste of Fang Can’s "jade foot" nodded her head excitedly again and again.

If she were given the chance, she’d lick Fang Can’s foot until the bone fractured.

"For the Great Chu, it is my undeniable duty," Xiang Ziyu affirmed. "So, what are the specific details of your deal?" ℯℯ𝑙.

"I require you to write a poem for me. As for the price... during this grand tournament, I won’t break through to the First Turn. How about it?"

"What!!!"

Everyone who heard this, including Xiang Ziyu, stared with wide eyes.

Not breaking through to the First Turn during the tournament? Then what’s the fucking point of fighting?!