“……”
Sang Luo never expected to stumble upon someone else's intimate moment. Extremely embarrassed, she stood at the doorway, unsure whether to leave or enter.
The commotion ended quickly.
From inside the door came a hoarse voice, still laced with lingering desire,
“Come in.”
Sang Luo knew the Rakshasa King was calling her.
She hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open and stepped inside.
The ambiguous atmosphere in the air made her somewhat uncomfortable. The screen was not unfolded, and Sang Luo kept her head lowered, not daring to look towards the bed.
However, her ears were very sharp. She heard the rustling of fabric, and after waiting a few breaths, the man's low, hoarse voice came, "Raise your head."
Sang Luo swallowed and slowly looked up towards the bed. The gauze curtains were half-drawn, but it was not difficult to see the intensity of what had transpired on the bed. The bedding was disheveled and hanging on the floor, and layers of scattered clothing were piled on the ground.
A graceful and perfect ghost woman with an extremely enchanting and beautiful face nestled in the Rakshasa King's arms. She wore a semi-transparent gauze undergarment and loosely draped a thick, dark robe belonging to the man. Her exposed shoulders and arms were covered with amorous red marks.
The woman panted, her face flushed with passion, and her eyes, like water, looked at the handsome and peerless man before her, hesitant to speak.
The Rakshasa King was not much better. His dark gold robe was wide open, revealing his strong and sensual chest muscles. He pinched the woman's chin in his arms and then released it, lazily instructing, "There's nothing for you here."
Ghost Concubine was shocked and unwilling. She had been lonely for tens of thousands of years, and today she had finally used a little trick to lure the Venerable King into the palace for a taste, but before she could fully enjoy it, she was interrupted.
Full of grievances, she said in a delicate and soft voice, "Your Majesty～"
The Venerable King, who had always been very fond of her, lost his interest, "I don't like to repeat myself."
Ghost Concubine's delicate body trembled, and she quickly rolled off the bed, wrapping herself in the robe. Before leaving, she glared fiercely at Sang Luo, with a hint of unwillingness and jealousy.
Sang Luo was baffled and simply ignored her.
The Rakshasa King strolled down the steps, his long black hair draped over his back, a strand falling in front of him. His chest was wide open, revealing his strong and slender, perfect figure. He wore trousers below the waist, but she dared not look any further down.
The Rakshasa King stopped in front of Sang Luo. He was extremely tall, almost two heads taller than her, creating a strong sense of oppression!
A trace of unsatisfied desire lingered in his lazy, deep voice,
“What are you doing here?”
“I, I came here today to ask the Rakshasa King something.”
Sang Luo looked up to meet his gaze.
The man's eyes were deep and obscure, showing no surprise, "I don't want to see you, nor do I intend to acknowledge you. You should understand the answer."
“……”
He turned and walked to the table, poured a glass of strong wine, and drank it all, "If you want to hear me admit it in person, I can also tell you and make it clear to you today."
Sang Luo had guessed in her heart before coming, but she was still missing an admission from the person involved. At this moment, she inexplicably felt a retreat…
“I am the Rakshasa King of the Ghost Realm. That wolf beast is just one of my countless soul fragments reincarnated. I am not him.”
The Rakshasa King walked over and looked at the woman's pale face, unmoved, and slowly said, "I have the memories of all the soul fragments, but those memories are just fleeting shadows to me and have no value or emotion. 'I' have conceived offspring with more than just you."
“However, you and those three children are special, especially you.” His slender, broad palm forcefully pinched Sang Luo's chin, his cold and arrogant eyebrows looking directly at her fragility, and he said indifferently, "I have a unique curiosity about you, so I have helped you several times."
“I had a past life with you, but that's all.”
“This is the answer you wanted. Are you satisfied with what I said?”
Sang Luo closed her eyes and opened them again, shook off his hand, and said calmly, "I understand."
She added, "It was my recklessness today that disturbed the Venerable King and his beloved consort. Please don't blame me, Rakshasa King. I won't bother you again in the future."
The Rakshasa King looked at her without saying a word.
Sang Luo turned and left.
He did not follow.
……
Sang Luo returned to the banquet to find Quan Jin. She thought she would be somewhat sad, but her mood was calmer than she imagined.
After Lan Cang left for several years, she had already walked out of the sadness, but she was still worried about where his soul had gone and whether he was safe?
Now that she had the answer, she had nothing to worry about.
The banquet was nearing its end. Quan Jin saw her return and moved over to the side. Sang Luo obediently sat beside him, ignoring the strange looks around her, and took out some jerky and spiritual fruit from her space to chew on.
She had been hungry in the Ghost Realm for a whole day and hadn't eaten much yet.
This broken place is really not suitable for her to stay!
“Sang Sang, have you finished asking?” Quan Jin asked.
“I've finished asking. It's about what I thought. Lan Cang is indeed a reincarnation of one of the Rakshasa King's soul fragments, similar to Yun Hua back then.” Sang Luo nodded and sighed, “Don't mention how embarrassed I was when I went over. I didn't expect the Rakshasa King to be in such a hurry, so eager to be intimate with his beauty, and I stumbled upon it.”
Quan Jin's lips twitched slightly. Thinking about that scene, it was indeed embarrassing.
He had heard Fei Yuan say that the God Venerable had a mortal reincarnation.
He just didn't expect Lan Cang to hide such an identity.
“I underestimated him back then.”
“Don't say you didn't expect it, I didn't expect it either! Ah Yuan mentioned it once. These ancient existences keep these things very secret. If they are discovered by enemies, it would be like cutting off their own lifeline. Even Yan deliberately leaked his soul aura to attract Qi to attack.”
After Sang Luo finished speaking, she turned to look at Quan Jin and asked curiously, "Speaking of this Rakshasa King, how much do you know about him?"
Quan Jin shook his head, "These existences are too far away. What I know is about the same as you, but as the new Demon Lord, I received an invitation from the Ghost Realm, and I also heard some rumors."
“Tell me～” Sang Luo took out the melon seeds, her eyes shining as she looked at him.
Seeing her like this, Quan Jin breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and smiled lightly, "The return of the Rakshasa King not only caught the outside world off guard, but also shocked the Ghost Realm internally. It is said that this Rakshasa King has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, or even longer, and is the supreme existence of the Ghost Realm."
“Tens of thousands of years ago, he fought against the First God of War of the Heavenly Realm, Yu. The two fought each other to the death, evenly matched, and then both fell in the great battle and disappeared… Unexpectedly, the Rakshasa King was resurrected and returned ten thousand years later, regaining control of the Ghost Realm.”
“He hasn't been in the Ghost Realm for so many years. Has a new Ghost King been born? Did anyone oppose him?”
Sang Luo thought of Ye Wushuang.
Well, compared to that perverted and cunning guy, she still hoped that the Rakshasa King would become the head of the Ghost Kings. At least, judging from Lan Cang's style of doing things, the Rakshasa King must be more righteous than that pervert.
Quan Jin said meaningfully, "How could there be no opposition? The old king returned and suppressed the new king. No one likes to be suppressed by an outsider."
“The previous Ghost Kings were all dissatisfied, but what could they do? The strength of the Rakshasa King is unfathomable. It is said that he has already broken through the Ghost God Venerable Realm, reaching Wushuang Huazhen!”
