Chapter 37: Chains of Obsession and Rivalry

“Ah… okay…”

Although Arya felt a bit uneasy in her heart…

After all, she had seen the footage of Zixuan torturing that hero called Seia.

It was likely that Seia’s mind would have issues.

Moreover, since Zixuan was a necromancer, even if an experiment went wrong, she wouldn’t die.

She just wondered if it would hurt…

In the end, Arya pressed the button.

“Uwaaahhhhhh!!!”

The laser from the button struck Zixuan’s body, and she immediately felt as if she was being electrocuted, convulsing uncontrollably.

However, she did not disappear like Apple.

“Eh? I thought it would disintegrate…”

The shota beside her spoke in a slightly disappointed tone:

“So it’s just an electric shock…”

“This is my first time doing a biological experiment, so I didn’t expect this outcome…”

Arya sighed in relief.

“At least this proves that this frequency has no effect on living creatures with magic. That’s good.”

“Ahh… even though it’s a good thing, I’m still a bit disappointed that this bastard Zixuan didn’t suffer more…”

Joey pouted, then took the button from Arya’s hand.

He pressed it at Zixuan several times.

“Ughh, ughhhhhh!!”

“Young Master! Stop! Young Master!!”

“Haaahhhhhh!!!”

“Don’t go on any longer! Young Master!!”

Joey looked at Zixuan in front of him, panting with a slightly flushed face.

“…”

Why does it feel like she enjoyed being electrocuted?

Joey stopped and said,

“But it’s not bad, with some adjustments, it could be used as a torture device.”

“Joey… please don’t use my invention to harm living beings…”

Arya complained from the side.

“Ahh… I get it, I get it…”

Joey could only nod dejectedly, “Also, since that’s the case…”

“Let’s further optimize the Transmission Device to minimize the stimulation and harm to the user.”

“No problem, I already have an idea!”

Arya said eagerly, rubbing her fists together.

“Mm, if you need test subjects, just use Zixuan. Aiki, lock Zixuan in the Dungeon.”

Joey instructed Aiki.

“Yes, Young Master.”

It was the first time the shota heard this Vampire Queen respond to an order so obediently. These two really didn’t get along…

Aiki dragged the now powerless Zixuan away.

“Whew… finally, I can relax a bit…”

Joey let out a breath and, seeing Arya preparing to get busy, walked up to her.

“And also… thank you for your hard work…”

Because the shota was about the same height as Arya, Joey could tiptoe and pat her head.

Arya’s body stiffened, then her cheeks reddened as she scratched her face.

“Is this Joey’s seduction technique?”

Seeing his intentions exposed, Joey wasn’t annoyed. He tilted his head and asked innocently:

“That’s right. So, did it work on you?”

“Not bad. It would’ve been better if it ended with a kiss.”

Arya turned her head, speaking while twisting a screw with a wrench.

“Don’t get too full of yourself…”

Joey pretended to be angry, said this, and then turned to leave.

“Let’s go! Chiyang, don’t distract our great inventor.”

Joey grabbed Chiyang’s clothes and pulled her out.

Watching the shota’s small back, Arya couldn’t help but smile.

When she turned back to continue tightening screws, she saw her Grandma also smiling warmly.

“Waaah! Grandma! What are you doing? You scared me.”

“It’s nothing. I just feel my granddaughter is quite impressive…”

Grandma bit two screws as she twisted them in.

“Keep working hard… Looks like you’ve got quite a few rivals…”

“You’re so noisy…”

Arya rolled her eyes at her Grandma, then buried her head in work.

***

On the other side…

The Dungeon in the Demon King’s Castle…

“Let me go! You bloodsucking mosquito!!!”

Zixuan’s hands were bound as she struggled and cursed at Aiki.

But Aiki acted as if she heard nothing, directly pushing Zixuan into the Dungeon room and locking the door.

“Aiki! Aiki!”

Seeing Aiki about to leave, Zixuan ran to the iron bars and looked at Aiki.

“You… saw the Prophecy in the Crystal Ball too, didn’t you?”

Aiki stopped at these words.

“What Prophecy?”

“Don’t pretend!”

Seeing Aiki’s reaction, Zixuan’s lips curled into a smug smile.

“You’re someone who’s expressionless, but surprisingly easy to read…”

“I know… you also have ill intentions toward the Young Master…”

The purple-haired beauty Zixuan leaned against the bars, “Our arrogant and captivating Young Master…”

“He’s the only light in my world…”

“When I had nothing, he gave me everything…”

“At that moment, I felt he was countless times greater than the goddess!”

“No, compared to him, the goddess is just a speck of dust!”

“So…”

“My god…”

“Is actually so cute… sinful… I just want…”

“I want to drag him off the pedestal, strip away his arrogant exterior!”

“And finally, hold him in my arms as he begs for mercy like a powerless little beast…”

“Every time I think about it…”

“Whenever the Young Master orders me around, my heart flutters even more…”

“You must understand this feeling, right?”

Zixuan tilted her head, watching Aiki with her back turned, her hands slowly clenching.

“I have my own plans…”

“If you want to join… when the time comes, we can enjoy the Young Master together…”

“How about it?”

Zixuan said as she turned, pressing her upper body against the iron bars of the cell.

Her ample chest was squeezed between the bars, almost spilling out.

However, Aiki turned her head—

But her gaze was filled with contempt and coldness…

“If you use any more filthy words on the Young Master, I’ll tear you apart right now…”

“If you truly see him as your light, then you should look up and accept it…”

With that, Aiki stepped away on her high heels and left.

“Aiki, when you’ve made up your mind, come find me…”

Zixuan called out as she watched Aiki leave.

But no reply came.

Since Zixuan’s cell was at the far end of the Dungeon, Aiki still had some distance to walk to leave.

As Aiki reached the middle of the Dungeon…

“Ara ara… who is this…”

A mature lady’s voice sounded.

Hearing it, Aiki’s gaze turned even colder.

She turned to look—

A white-haired beauty, dressed in tattered clothes, leaned against the back wall of the cell.

The girl’s white hair trailed past her legs, and though she was covered in rags, her eyes still glowed crimson.

“I could smell the scent of a lapdog from far away.”

“So it’s my sister Aiki…”

The long-haired girl resembled Aiki closely; the only differences were their expressions—and… physique.

The long-haired girl was petite, lacking Aiki’s… curves…

“Do you need something? Sister…”

Aiki looked at the white-haired beauty warily.

That’s right…

The girl in front of Aiki was the very sister mentioned earlier…

Ai Luo…