My wife is a Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox-Chapter 285: Something Within One’s Power

Listening to Wu Xia’s words, Da Siming smiled a little.

A hint of resolution shone in his eyes.

"This is beyond my control. The terms I’ve offered are already the best possible, and besides, it’s not certain that you will obtain the Sword of the King, nor is it certain that Kasar will regain her power. You may not win, so cooperating with me is your best option."

Da Siming believed he had Wu Xia right where he wanted him, with virtually no move left to make.

Apart from choosing to cooperate with Da Siming, there seemed to be no other way out alive.

Da Siming was very pleased with himself, everything was going according to plan, everything was under control.

After all, Wu Xia was just a human from beginning to end, and naturally, as a human, he would want to survive.

But this was the world of the Demon Beast Clan, on Demon Beast territory, what stir could he, a human, possibly create?

Listening to Da Siming’s words, Wu Xia started to laugh.

"From what you’re saying, my existence seems insignificant, and even if I don’t cooperate with you, you can still win, right?"

Wu Xia’s tone was somewhat dissatisfied and even more so angry, this guy actually looked down on him like this, truly arrogant.

Did he really think he had the victory in his hands? If that was what he thought,

then this woman would definitely regret it.

Da Siming’s lips curled up.

"Sorry, if my words have hurt your so-called pride, I can only say this much, I’m very sorry, but you have no chance of winning, nor does Kasar!"

Da Siming spoke calmly and composedly, as if everything was indeed destined, as if the path of fate was meant to be this way.

Wu Xia and Kasar never had a choice.

But Wu Xia smiled wickedly.

"Sorry, I don’t agree with you, because I believe I play a crucial role in this."

Wu Xia’s gaze traveled ahead, to the place where the Sword of the King was sealed.

If he obtained the Sword of the King, Da Siming would have lost half the battle.

But Da Siming was convinced that Wu Xia would not be able to get the Sword of the King because no one had been able to do so for thousands of years, neither human nor Demon Beast.

Because that sword was cursed, it was sealed, and no one could take it.

Unless it was the Child of Destiny.

But there was no chance Wu Xia was that Child of Destiny.

This belief was absolutely firm in Da Siming’s heart.

"Say whatever you like, agree or disagree, the words have been spoken; whether you cooperate with me or not, it’s up to you to decide."

Da Siming was not rushed, he had ample time to calmly deal with everything, because it was all about to settle down.

The odds were clear, Wu Xia absolutely could not win.

He had no chance of winning; at least it seemed impossible for Wu Xia to win at the moment.

Wu Xia laughed.

"Do you remember the times you moaned beneath me? You were so naive, so pure, so adorable. Back then, you were conquered by me. Can you not be conquered by me now?"

Wu Xia revealed a mysterious smile, perhaps the opponent was confident in her victory.

But facing someone he had already conquered before, Wu Xia was still very confident that he could conquer her once again.

Da Siming became enraged, you could even say she was furiously blushing with anger.

"That was nothing more than my other half, which I have now completely absorbed. He is him, and I am me; the two cannot be conflated."

Da Siming seemed to repel that memory very much.

Wu Xia’s violent release, the continuous thrusting, eventually all ejaculating into the womb.

About these things, Da Siming was actually very aware herself.

It was just that Da Siming himself refused to admit it all.

The other half, connected to Da Siming’s heart, felt the same sense of attachment.

Therefore, Da Siming had also experienced everything that happened in despair that day as if it were happening to him.

Is this why Da Siming didn’t choose to kill Wu Xia, but let him live instead?

Because Wu Xia was also considered Da Siming’s first man, but that was all Da Siming was willing to concede, without exception.

Because Da Siming still sought revenge.

Wu Xia smiled, then said with a look of shock, "How about we make a bet? Bet on whether I can obtain the Sword of the King, what do you think?"

Wu Xia’s words surprised Da Siming.

But Da Siming didn’t oppose it because Wu Xia was the kind of guy who liked to create miracles, always managing to surprise others.

Da Siming didn’t mind either.

He simply stepped aside.

"If you think you have the skill and ability, you are welcome to try, but as far as I’m concerned, it’s impossible."

No sooner had Da Siming finished speaking than Wu Xia had already charged out.

Wu Xia intended to overturn Da Siming’s theory; in Da Siming’s eyes, he was indeed sure to win and had no worries at all.

But Wu Xia, today let Da Siming understand a lesson, that certainty of victory doesn’t guarantee a win.

The seemingly weaker party may in fact be the one to triumph.

"Remember, this is the first lesson I’m teaching you!"

Wu Xia concentrated all his Spiritual Power and shattered the Sword of the King’s Sealing with a punch.

He then reached for the Sword of the King, but the Sword Spirit quickly appeared.

Clad in a red robe, with fiery red hair and blood-red eyes.

This Sword Spirit was also quite the beauty.

"Human, you think you can take the Sword of the King of our Demon Beast Clan!"

The Sword Spirit seemed to have a bad temper, and with a grand wave of a hand, red Spiritual Power instantly enveloped it, and a red long sword was thrust towards Wu Xia at once.

The sword was entirely made of red rocks and was engraved with complicated patterns, adding a sense of mystery.

Seeing this long sword, Wu Xia was unfazed.

Because here, he had encountered many swords, and had even witnessed one that could open the Heavenly Gate.

He had seen treasures that were stronger, more terrifying, and more bizarre than this!

However, Wu Xia seemed to show no concern for all this and simply punched out, sending the fiery red long sword flying with a booming sound.

The Sword Spirit looked at Wu Xia with astonishment.

"How... how is this possible!"

She hadn’t expected that all her strength couldn’t even block a human’s attack.

At that moment, the Sword Spirit truly felt fear.

But the situation had already reached this point, and she could only fight on with resolute courage, as this was her last bit of dignity and pride as a Sword Spirit.

Wu Xia said nothing, inching closer to the Sword Spirit step by step.

"What... what are you going to do!"

As she saw the murderous look in Wu Xia’s eyes, the Sword Spirit couldn’t help but take a step back.

"Your Demon Beast Clan loves to snatch weapons from humans. Well then, today I’ll take all your weapons away and render you completely useless!"

In an instant, countless Spiritual Powers enveloped Wu Xia.

Having said that, Wu Xia prepared to rush forward.