Chapter 1622: Chapter 981: Murderous Intent Everywhere (Part 2)

Baili An turned his head aside, his expression cold, yet he still couldn’t bring himself to say anything truly harsh.

At this moment, the word "scram" could only come out of his mouth as a softly spoken "go away."

"Fang Geyu" smiled sweetly, propped herself up, and spread her legs to straddle his waist on either side.

Her little hands pinched up her own skirt, slowly lifting it bit by bit; a dark fragrance rose with the dust, and her clean, fair legs were revealed inch by inch.

Under Baili An’s wide-eyed gaze, she lowered her head and bit down on the hem of her dress.

With the skirt held between her teeth, her expression somewhere between a smile and not, she said, "You really look like you’re about to eat someone right now."

Baili An seemed to have been forced into a desperate situation, but he was sure that beneath this body, half of the control still lay in Fang Geyu’s hands.

Since she carried this responsibility, there was no way she would dare to ignore her own life and be with him.

Baili An stared at her with burning eyes, bold and straightforward, and commented, "A bit small."

Seeing her seduction fail, Fang Geyu let out an impatient, derisive snort.

Yet in the instant she turned around, her cold, pretty face instantly flushed bright red!

A powerful shame flooded her eyes; her golden pupils trembled, and even the reflection of the Evil God within them grew restless and uneasy.

She had clearly summoned up a great deal of courage to dare act like this.

She bit her lip, fingers clutching her skirt trembling slightly; it took immense resolve and willpower not to turn back and plant a kick on his head.

At that moment, from behind her came Baili An’s careless, amused voice: "Why does Lord Evil God shy away from desire and put on this little maiden’s act?

If you truly were willing, then I’d believe that... Fang Geyu has really disappeared for good and will never come back."

Fang Geyu drew in a deep breath!

She let down her skirt, covering her jade-white legs, then crossed one leg over the other and sat there with an utterly lawless air.

"For me to offer it of my own accord and for you to demand it of me are two different matters.

I am the Six Desires Evil God; I absolutely cannot feed on my own desire. I have always seized desire from others as food."

When she finished, she snapped her fingers, and at once there came a knock from outside the door.

"Third Young Miss, do you have any orders?"

A flicker of panic flashed across Baili An’s face. "Don’t you dare mess around!"

Fang Geyu pretended not to hear, her expression indifferent, and said coolly, "Come in."

Before Baili An could dawdle any further, the door swung open, and in came three to five maids one after another.

Led by Dong Yun, they stepped into the room and immediately saw Baili An lying on the floor.

His clothes were in disarray, his chest muscles completely bared.

Anyone with eyes could tell at a glance what kind of unspeakable things had happened in this room.

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

With a chorus of startled cries, the maids’ faces flushed scarlet. They hurriedly covered their eyes and turned their heads away, even the tips of their ears burning red.

Dong Yun’s heart was pounding wildly.

She had served Fang Geyu the longest, entered the residence as a child, and had rarely dealt with men outside.

Meeting a gentleman as outstandingly handsome as Ji Xinnian, she couldn’t help marveling at how there could be such a good-looking man in this world.

Of course, she knew full well the difference in their status. This was her young lady’s man; naturally she didn’t dare harbor any wild thoughts.

This morning, when he was in the small kitchen making breakfast, he had also been extremely respectful and courteous, polite and well-mannered, without a trace of the arrogance common among people of the Upper Pure Immortal Realm.

It couldn’t help but make one feel he was a true gentleman—broad-minded, tolerant, carrying virtue.

Who would have thought that with one push of the door, she’d end up seeing the honored body of an Immortal Lord laid bare.

That was not something an ordinary girl would ever have the good fortune to glimpse.

Dong Yun let out a shy little cry, covering her cheeks, yet her gaze still couldn’t help but dart furtively toward Baili An.

Inwardly, she was secretly amazed.

She sneaked another look at the maids; each of them was blushing, hearts racing with shyness.

But they were just like her, biting their lips and secretly peeking at this handsome Immortal Lord.

Those maids were all a little younger than Dong Yun and had never seen such a handsome young lord enter the residence. Naturally, they couldn’t help feeling a maiden’s fluttering, dreamy admiration and affection.

This Immortal Lord, unlike those arrogant and rude young masters from noble clans, had a warm and pleasant smile that greatly pleased girls like them.

Seeing him in such a state now was truly enough to make them die of embarrassment.

Fang Geyu tapped her knuckles on the table and chuckled. "What are you all shrieking for? This Young Master Ji volunteered himself, stepped into my tent, and he does look like a fine catch."

"I happen to like him very much. Since ancient times, whenever a princess chose a Prince Consort, there would always be a personal maid to first test that Prince Consort’s body, see whether he’s all show and no use."

"My status is not much lower than those princesses of the mortal dynasties. Since I’m taking a son-in-law into the city, naturally someone has to test his weight for me."

"This was also a rule Shifang City set down in the early days. My father walked this very road himself. You few are my personal maids, so of course you have the duty to help me test him."

"Enough, stop squirming and hiding. My patience is limited."

Dong Yun had known of this rule ever since she entered the manor; she just hadn’t expected this day to come so quickly.

And the young lady... was she truly this magnanimous and open-minded?

The remaining five maids were likewise at a loss, helpless and shy to the extreme as they looked at the Immortal Lord collapsed on the floor, looking like a fish laid out on the chopping block.

In their hearts they thought, what fortune accumulated over several lifetimes, to be able to secretly share a night with an Immortal Lord.

Baili An was almost driven to faint by Fang Geyu’s outrageous words. His lips pressed tight, and when he spoke his voice was full of rage and viciousness. "Fang Geyu! How dare you!"

Dong Yun watched him roar in anger; his seemingly slender waist was actually lean and powerful, the long lines of his waist muscles showing at a glance how formidable his skills were.

But when she glanced at the five maids behind her, she bit her lip, forced down her shame, and said, "If it’s just to test the Immortal Lord’s prowess, it shouldn’t take so many people. If everyone tries in turn, I’m afraid it might harm his body."

Fang Geyu let out a cold laugh. "When I choose a husband, either I don’t choose at all, or I choose the best."

Her gaze shot over, icy and cutting. "If you can’t even put in this bit of effort, then I see no need for you to remain in this manor."

The maids panicked at once. Led by Dong Yun, they could no longer care about reserve or shyness. With quick, light steps, they gradually came over to Baili An and crouched down before him, faces burning red.

"Im... Immortal Lord, forgive us. It is the young lady’s order—we have no choice but to obey..." Dong Yun took the lead, face flushed, and tentatively reached out to poke at Baili An’s chest.

The angry words that were about to burst from Baili An’s mouth were swallowed down one by one. Though he was furious, he also clearly understood that if he vented his temper on the people around Fang Geyu, that would be misdirected anger.

He pressed down the fire in his chest, knowing full well what Fang Geyu was scheming.

This little minx had eight hundred tricks up her sleeve, and she’d called in so many people at once.

And in Shifang City, there really was a rule that any man marrying into Shifang City had to first pass the body-check from the maids at her side.

If he flung his face aside in anger now, it would be no different from rejecting the proposal.

That way, Fang Geyu would have all the justification she needed to push him far, far away.

Looking at the faint trace of smugness hidden beneath Fang Geyu’s cold gaze, she had always known that Baili An kept himself clean, and would never allow women he didn’t like to touch him.

Baili An glared at her hard. He hadn’t thought that after this extreme tug-of-war, things would end up like this.

But at least for the moment, he wasn’t facing Fang Geyu herself, but a group of maids he wasn’t very familiar with. Baili An had no lewd thoughts toward them.

That made it easier to restrain himself.

He bit down hard on the tip of his tongue, pain spreading through him.

"Don’t even think about it." Fang Geyu sneered, snapped her fingers again with a crisp crack, her eyes vicious.

Baili An’s eyes flew open wide; his Divine Sense turned muddy, and he almost fainted.

His gaze was like he wanted to eat someone alive.

Under Fang Geyu’s threats and inducements, the women couldn’t help but gradually let go, several soft jade hands reaching toward him together.

Baili An was like a cat with all four paws tied, being smoothed and stroked back and forth by a group of women.

Fang Geyu’s maids were hardly innocent lambs. The result was that Baili An was toyed with by these six little demons to the point of near-collapse.

Until one of them, bold and free in her ways, thought that with such an Immortal Lord—this handsome face, tall frame, extraordinary bearing—how could she possibly keep a thief’s heart from stirring?

She had coveted him for a long time. After getting the consent of the shy head maid Dong Yun, she wanted to swing a leg over and boldly sit on top of Baili An, no longer satisfied with the fleeting thrill of taking advantage with her hands, wanting to truly taste what the Immortal Lord was like.

"Enough!"

At last, Fang Geyu, who had been arrogant and domineering at the start and then fallen silent, suddenly went strange again.

Killing intent prickled like pins in the air!

The girl jolted all over in fright, not daring to take another step over the line.

The tension that had been strung tight in Baili An’s heart finally loosened in a long breath.

Though he loathed this kind of decadent behavior, at least he hadn’t actually taken these girls’ virginity—that was misfortune within fortune.

Dong Yun took one look at Fang Geyu’s gloomy face and immediately understood something. She hurried to pick up the clothes on the floor and put them back on.

After a brief word of farewell, she led the others out in a rush.

The room fell silent for a moment.

Baili An felt the power of the Evil God within his body slowly recede and dissipate, his strength gradually returning.

He sat up, his expression still ugly, and wiped off the rouge on his chest.