The Delicate Female Lead Only Wants to be Loved by the Villainous Young Ladies-Chapter 286: Vengeful
Hope, followed by its shattering, is despair. This was exactly what True Ancestor Ron was facing. He took off his hood in the sacred ground, revealing his horrifying half-crystallized face to Lady Chen Xi. Ron’s appearance was dignified, with elegant silver hair. More importantly... he had pointed ears, longer than the top of his head! He looked extremely elegant and noble, reminiscent of the mysterious and noble race that had been passed down through countless legends since ancient times— “Elves!”
No wonder some said that Bloodkin didn’t originally exist in this world. The twelve True Ancestors originally belonged to different races, but they obtained a mysterious power and emerged out of nowhere, creating the Bloodkin. Using their blood as a bond, their bloodlines were passed down, like a large tree branching out and spreading its leaves.
Ron’s eyes were tinged with madness.
“Chen Xi! I can compromise...”
“I don’t care whether the thirteenth drop of God’s blood was hidden by you, or if it doesn’t exist at all.”
“Now, I only ask you to give Sheena to me!”
“You know, you have no right to dispose of a True Ancestor’s remains!”
Ron reached out, his gaze fixed on the woman Chen Xi was holding, his former companion, True Ancestor Sheena. However, he couldn’t care less now. Since the thirteenth drop of God’s blood didn’t exist in the Blood Secret Realm, or if it existed but was nowhere to be found, it didn’t matter!
He just needed Sheena’s remains! Because there must still be remnants of God’s blood in Sheena’s body! If he could obtain it, perhaps he could restore his body to its original state. Even if he couldn’t seek higher power or break through his current realm, he no longer desired that kind of power. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
Now, Ron just wanted to live. Although in the past thousands of years, many True Ancestors, including Ron, had complained about their long lifespan, making everything seem boring, that was just the Versailles of the privileged. Like rich people saying they didn’t care about money, but try making them poor? Once the True Ancestors neared the end of their lifespans, they might become more desperate than anyone, resorting to any means necessary.
Just like True Ancestor Ron now. He had already set his sights on the remains of his former friend, Sheena! Lady Chen Xi naturally saw through Ron’s intentions, and immense anger swept through her heart. This was the first time she felt so angry and sad since her revival.
“Ron, I hope you take back what you said!”
“I thought we would grieve for the departure of every member, just like before...”
“Haven’t we gone through many difficult times together?”
“Sheena almost lost her life for you, for us!”
“But now, you want to disturb even her soul!”
“...I don’t remember such distant things.” Ron’s eyes were gloomy, his body emitting an ominous aura. “Now, I just want to get rid of this damned crystallized state!” “I just want to live, Chen Xi, don’t you understand!?”
The last glimmer of light in Lady Chen Xi’s eyes for Ron also extinguished. But it was certain that she wouldn’t hand Sheena over to Ron, even if it might lead to a battle between True Ancestors. Although Lady Chen Xi wasn’t good at fighting, her magic and abilities were mostly support-based. But Ron’s current strength was far less than before. The agility and talent inherent to elves had long since disappeared when his body was eroded and crystallized by the elements. So, Lady Chen Xi wasn’t without a chance of winning. Rather, her chances were quite high.
Ron gritted his teeth and swung his crystallized arm, condensing an image of the sun behind him. Using such high-level magic right from the start... almost at the level of a Legendary Mage. Was he serious, or was it more of a warning?
Lady Chen Xi’s eyelids twitched, feeling immense pressure. But she didn’t back down. Instead, she held Sheena’s body even tighter, not at all taboo about her current state. She truly treated everyone from the past as good friends, brothers, and even sisters... She could understand why Ron had become like this. But she wouldn’t think it was justified! Wrong was wrong. Even if Ron really used Sheena’s remains to prolong his life for a while, what would happen when he reached his limit again? Would he then target her, target Snyder, target the other True Ancestors!? Since that was the case, it was better to nip Ron’s thoughts in the bud, even if it meant becoming enemies.
Suddenly, a frivolous voice sounded behind them. “Hey, hey, there are only a few of us left, so let’s not fight amongst ourselves, okay?”
Snyder had re-entered the Blood Secret Realm at some point. Before this, the Blood Secret Realm had been exceptionally dangerous, even True Ancestors could fall. But now that the god’s treasure was gone, the danger no longer existed, so they could finally enter without worry.
Snyder’s appearance didn’t ease the tense atmosphere much. But with his next words, Ron’s expression turned gloomy.
“Still not listening... huh.”
“But have you forgotten who proposed that there would be no more Blood Trials after the last one ended?”
“All of us.”
“Because the god’s flesh and blood have been exhausted, no longer nourishing this Secret Realm, there’s no more new Blood Essence being produced.” The disappearance of the divine corpse on the cross... was proof! “In the end, the thirteenth drop of God’s blood is just a legend... isn’t it!?”
“Instead, hasn’t the god’s treasure always referred to the Blood Essence transformed from the god’s flesh and blood?”
“The existence of Blood Essence can greatly strengthen our Bloodkin descendants, purify their bloodlines, even allowing them to reach a level close to ours.”
“This is the real treasure, the secret to our Bloodkin’s prosperity.”
“Without the nourishment of God’s blood, the Blood Essence is useless.”
“But why has the Blood Essence, which we once concluded had been exhausted after thousands of years and was no longer being produced, once again sprung up throughout the Secret Realm like bamboo shoots after the rain?”
“Ron, have you thought about this question?”
“...” Of course, Ron had thought about it... He just didn’t want to accept that fact. And Lady Chen Xi was the one who realized it later. She looked at Sheena’s peaceful “sleeping face” with a surprised expression.
Now she finally understood. “It’s Sheena...”
“She replaced the god.”
She returned all the divine blood she had consumed to this world. That’s why the Blood Essence was reborn. She wanted to atone to the god in this way and bless the future prosperity of the Bloodkin.
As Chen Xi’s words fell, True Ancestor Ron roared, unleashing his power. The phantom of the sun behind him exploded, burning and destroying the surrounding sea of flowers. Amidst the flames, Ron, half of whose face had already crystallized into porcelain, looked like a devil. He could perhaps convert all of Sheena’s blood for his own use. But he couldn’t collect all the divine blood Sheena had dispersed into this world. The Blood Secret Realm would soon close. Staying here would mean being cut off from the world.
Lady Chen Xi knew she didn’t need to persuade Ron anymore. So, she just gave the man a pitiful look and prepared to carry Sheena out of the Blood Secret Realm. She wanted her companion to return to her roots in the Bloodkin capital she cherished.
Snyder waved his hand to stop her.
“Don’t be foolish. Think about what’s maintaining Sheena’s body now.”
“She has dispersed all the divine blood. Her original body will only decay and decompose with time, leaving no bones behind.”
“But look at her, Chen Xi, she’s still as beautiful as ever, as if she’s just asleep.”
“Her appearance remains as it was at the moment of her death.”
“That’s because she’s protected by this Secret Realm.”
“Or rather, it’s the power of her own divine blood that maintains her appearance.”
“But once you take her out of this Secret Realm...”
“Perhaps she will vanish into thin air the moment she leaves.”
“Sheena is like a sister to me. I still hope she can maintain her most beautiful appearance.” The man’s tone was filled with emotion.
Although Snyder seemed quite the scoundrel, at least he hadn’t lost his humanity for power or immortality.
Lady Chen Xi looked at him with a newfound respect. But then, she still stubbornly chose to take Sheena out of this world that didn’t belong to her. However, Chen Xi heeded Snyder’s reminder. She let the divine blood within her body converge on her fingertips, then drip onto Sheena’s lips, where it was quickly absorbed. Like ink dripping onto paper, the paleness on the woman’s lips disappeared, replaced by a rosy hue.
Ron watched this scene from afar, his eyes almost bloodshot!
This woman! She was actually wasting the essence of the divine blood just to maintain a corpse’s youthful appearance! This madwoman! If it weren’t for Snyder staying within five steps of Chen Xi and Sheena, watching his every move with a cold gaze, Ron might really have attacked Lady Chen Xi recklessly. But with his strength, he couldn’t possibly defeat two True Ancestors working together. So, in his grief and indignation, he could only give up this ruthless thought.
The current Ron had completely lost his humanity. He no longer cared about past friendships and memories. He just wanted to live...
After dripping the blood containing the essence of the divine blood, Lady Chen Xi’s face instantly paled. But she still maintained her usual elegance. “This will do.” She said, responding to Snyder.
True Ancestor Snyder shook his head slightly, but not to deny Lady Chen Xi’s actions or their effectiveness. On the contrary, this was the only way to maintain Sheena’s youthful appearance. It was just, as Ron thought, it was... too wasteful.
But Snyder liked this kind of waste. Rather, he knew it could be done this way, but he couldn’t bear to do it like Lady Chen Xi.
“I’ll be there for the funeral,” he said indifferently.
“...Yes.” Lady Chen Xi nodded. She would indeed hold a funeral for Sheena, but it would probably be limited to a few people.
Lady Chen Xi and Snyder left the Secret Realm one after another, leaving only True Ancestor Ron still venting his anger. However, it was all in vain. If he couldn’t find the thirteenth drop of God’s blood, he was destined to meet his end.
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Adele and the others left the underground palace just as evening fell in Twilight City. Coincidentally, the girls were also hungry. So, at Adele’s suggestion and Hermione’s expense, they went to a famous restaurant in Twilight City for dinner.
The reason why Hermione was paying was that Adele was currently living in Hermione’s family’s residence, and basically all her living expenses were covered by Hermione. Adele actually wanted to treat everyone to dinner with the money she had saved. She was always being taken care of by the girls; she felt bad~ But looking at Adele’s expectant smiling face, it didn’t seem like she felt that bad...
Unfortunately, Dorothy couldn’t join this dinner. Because she was taken away by her family as soon as she came out of the Secret Realm.
It was obviously related to Azathoth’s possession. Perhaps the Black Emperor’s family was happy to see Dorothy display such terrifying and powerful strength. But they definitely didn’t want Dorothy to become Azathoth’s puppet, controlled or even brainwashed by her, eventually being bewitched by her subordinate and sacrificing herself to let her descend into this world.
Of course, this was the worst-case scenario. The current Dorothy had only just mastered Possession. The later Summoning and Advent were realms her current strength couldn’t reach. However, this was also a problem that every Subordinate Bloodkin had to face. That was the relationship with their subordinate. Was it control, cooperation, or being controlled? Naturally, every Subordinate Bloodkin hoped to be able to control their subordinate. Then came cooperation. Being controlled was equivalent to becoming a puppet. Adele hoped that Dorothy could overcome this difficult process. Don’t lose to Azathoth!
After the ordeal in the Blood Secret Realm, Adele had completely forgiven Dorothy. After all, not everyone was willing to risk their lives for others. Dorothy had rashly chosen to let Azathoth possess her to save Adele, even at the cost of her own consciousness falling asleep. What a risk-taker... But if Dorothy was absent this time, they could just make it up to her next time. Adele thought this as she looked at her wine glass being gently filled by Celeste.
“Is this enough?”
“A little more!” The girl said confidently.
Celeste wanted to say something, but in the end, she just smiled and continued to obey Adele’s whim. Because this was her Master’s request, she wanted to drink, to celebrate and enjoy herself. But everyone present was more or less aware of Adele’s alcohol tolerance, so they exchanged glances. However, they also knew that Adele didn’t like others questioning her decisions. So, all they could do was silently pour themselves some wine. Even Sharon, who had never drunk alcohol before, carefully poured herself half a glass.
“Cheers!” Adele raised her glass excitedly, and the others also raised their glasses with smiles. Adele gulped it down. It was a special Bloodkin brew, and it tasted quite good. “Hmph, just a glass of wine, you underestimate me too much!” The girl wiped her mouth, put her hands on her hips, and put on a proud expression. But fifteen minutes later, she was already dizzy and leaning in Celeste’s arms, mumbling strange things like “Such great evil... wah, it’s pressing down on me!”
But from Adele’s perspective, it seemed to be true... Celeste’s figure had an unparalleled oppressive force. It felt like she hadn’t stopped developing during this time. She had already reached the level of being a poster girl for a certain mobile game. Hermione and Wofoo’s chests were also ample, but compared to Celeste, they were still slightly inferior. As for Sharon, she was pitifully nibbling on her small cake in the corner.
It seemed that being small also had its advantages. This dinner ended with Adele getting drunk. Edith was the first to leave because she had to return to her ancestor, Lady Chen Xi. But when she left, her gaze lingered on Adele’s blushing, soft cheeks. Celeste looked at her, then at Adele in her arms, and whispered in her Master’s ear with a smile, “Master, Edith is leaving. She wants to kiss your cheek. Is that okay?”
“Mmm...!” Hearing this, Edith immediately showed a nervous and shy expression. But it had to be said, Celeste really saw through her desire at a glance. Adele seemed to hear, but also didn’t seem to hear. The girl’s alcohol-addled brain seemed to have temporarily lost its ability to think, only mumbling incoherently. She was cute, but it was difficult to respond to others’ expectations. Edith could only smile wryly and wave her hand.
“...Forget it, I’ll go first. Let’s have dinner together next time.” But just as she took a step, ready to leave, Celeste’s slightly surprised voice came from behind her. “Miss Edith, look!”
Edith looked back. The next moment, she held her breath, her eyes trembling. Because in the scene she saw, Adele, nestled in Celeste’s arms, had unknowingly pouted her rosy lips. That alluring luster was like the glimmer on a fishhook. Edith would rather be the willing fish than miss this hard-won opportunity. The other girls, like Hermione and Sharon, didn’t show any jealousy when they saw this. After all, they all wanted Adele to be happy. Therefore, as long as it was in line with Adele’s wishes, they would usually choose to accept it.
Edith didn’t dare to waste this opportunity and quickly walked around the table to Adele. Then, brushing aside her purple hair, she closed her eyes and gently kissed Adele’s fragrant lips. There were no extra movements. Just a pure kiss, lips pressing against lips, like two petals touching. Then, she reluctantly let go.
“Goodbye, Adele...” Edith said goodbye to the girl with a faint smile and the sweet fragrance between her lips and teeth.
As for Adele’s belatedly extended pink tongue, Celeste shyly pushed it back. “Mmm... mmm!” The girl still seemed a bit dissatisfied, whimpering in protest.
Please, Master! Be a little more pure! So, the reason why she didn’t stick out her tongue when kissing Edith just now was simply because her reaction ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) was a few beats slow! Fortunately, Edith didn’t see it. Otherwise, she might be slightly disillusioned with Adele’s image? Celeste didn’t really understand what had happened between Adele and Edith. So, she didn’t know that Edith wouldn’t be disillusioned. Rather, pushing boundaries... was one of Edith’s impressions of Adele. But Edith just happened to like this about Adele. She liked being completely controlled by her, whether it was rough or gentle.
With Edith’s departure, the dinner came to an end. Because it had been decided beforehand that Adele would stay at Hermione’s house tonight, the others didn’t linger, coming to Adele, who was drunk and asleep, occasionally whimpering like a cute little pig. They gently kissed her cheeks as a goodbye. Wofoo kissed Adele’s nose, then touched it with her own nose. Among canines, this was a symbol of closeness. Sharon conservatively kissed the girl’s right cheek. As for Celeste, she was a little greedier, leaving lingering marks on Adele’s lips. Hermione licked her lips, watching this scene with her usual cold expression, not saying a word.
“No need to be jealous of this moment, I’m leaving Master to you.” Celeste said, noticing Hermione’s gaze and smiling helplessly.
“...I’ll take good care of her.” Hermione responded.
“Just don’t go too far, otherwise Master is vengeful.”
“Then the one who won’t be able to get out of bed will be...”
“Stop talking nonsense, let’s go.” Hermione urged impatiently, but her ears were actually turning red after hearing Celeste’s words. As she took the drunken but still sweet Adele from Celeste’s arms, she couldn’t help but have some wild thoughts.
Vengeful, huh... that’s not bad either. Twice the fun for me?
