Eswold's eyes lit up, a flicker of hope breaking through his battered expression.
"The Third Primogenitor?"
He was almost giddy. If Shuo was heading for the Chaos Princess next, odds were high another fight was coming—and Eswold wouldn't be the only one getting thrashed.
Shuo caught the shift in Eswold's mood, a mix of contempt and exasperation twisting his lips.
Seriously? The guy's still nursing his wounds, but the thought of someone else getting pummeled perks him right up. Pathetic.
He didn't bother to explain. With a final reminder, Shuo vanished through a magic circle, leaving Eswold behind.
Within hours, the Second Primogenitor declared his allegiance to Shuo. The Extinction Dynasty became Shuo's territory.
The world went into panic mode. Rumors spread like wildfire—was Shuo aiming to rule the world?
While politicians bickered and factions scrambled, Shuo was already stepping into the Chaos Realm.
He barely had time to take in the new surroundings before a procession of elegant girls appeared, bowing respectfully.
"Lord Nangong, Her Highness awaits you. Please follow us."
Shuo blinked, surprised by the formality, but curiosity won out. He followed them to the palace.
Inside the grand hall, the throne was occupied by a vision—an impossibly beautiful girl with pale green hair that shimmered like gemstones, eyes deep and emerald as mountain lakes. Her beauty was almost unreal, inviting the imagination to wander.
This was the Third Primogenitor, the Chaos Princess—Gajda Kukulkan.
Her T-type vampire bloodline was unique: only women, all with beastkin traits. Even without her Familiars, she possessed supernatural martial prowess. She could mold her Familiars into living weapons—whips, spears—her face a mask that could change at will.
Today, Gajda Kukulkan wore a white dress with a daring slit, perched on her throne with regal ease. She wasn't even—
Shuo's gaze lingered, unable to help himself.
Talk about a feast for the eyes.
Gajda caught his stare, not offended in the slightest. Instead, she smiled, voice playful.
"Enjoying the view?"
Shuo grinned, unashamed.
"Definitely. Though I wouldn't mind a closer look."
She laughed, a sound both elegant and wicked.
"You are fun."
Shuo didn't deny it. He met her eyes, his tone shifting to business—though the undercurrent of desire remained.
"You knew I'd come. You know why I'm here. So—what's your answer?"
He hadn't come just to complete a mission. He wanted her—the woman, not just the title.
With her beauty and shape-shifting ability, the possibilities were… distracting.
He let the fantasy play out for a moment, then focused back on Gajda, waiting.
After a long pause, her voice echoed from the throne.
"In less than two days, you broke the prison barrier, killed the First Primogenitor, destroyed Leviathan—the ultimate bioweapon—wiped out the Taishi Bureau, and forced the Second Primogenitor to submit. If I hadn't seen proof, I'd think it was all an elaborate joke."
"Rumor has it you want to rule the world."
She smiled, eyes glinting.
"Shuo Nangong, you're becoming more and more interesting."
Graceful as moonlight, she rose from the throne and walked toward him.
"Rule the world?" Shuo waved her off, casual. "Too much hassle, too little fun. Not my thing."
She tilted her head. "Then what is your thing?"
Without warning, she settled onto his lap, looping her arms around his neck, curiosity burning in her gaze.
But as she drew close, her senses caught something—his scent, intoxicating and irresistible. Her eyes flashed crimson.
Shuo's smile turned sly.
"I'm interested in beauty and power. Especially beautiful girls—like you."
He wrapped his arms around her waist, the motion smooth and natural.
Gajda was already lost to the moment, her self-control slipping. Like a predator drawn to prey, she pressed her lips to his neck, fangs sinking in, drinking deep.
Shuo chuckled, undeterred.
"Drinking my blood without permission? That's expensive. Maybe you should pay me back—with yourself."
But Gajda was gone, lost in the pleasure, oblivious to his teasing.
Time stretched, slow and sweet. When she finally pulled away, her eyes returned to emerald, her cheeks flushed.
Shuo couldn't sit still. With a beauty in his arms, he was no saint.
The palace became a battleground—one of passion, not power.
The next morning, Shuo woke in Gajda's bedroom, memories of the night swirling in his mind.
She really knew how to play—mid-battle, she'd kept shifting her appearance, leaving him stunned and breathless.
The fight had lasted so long, he'd stayed the night. Alone in the room, he got up and headed for the main hall.
"Tsk, late riser. Don't tell me you're worn out already!"
A mischievous laugh rang out. Shuo looked over.
Gajda sat at the breakfast table in a blue dress, eyes sparkling with mischief.
He shot back, voice loaded with meaning.
"Forgot how you begged for mercy yesterday, did you? Want me to remind you?"
She glared, cheeks reddening as memories of the night flashed through her mind.
Shuo joined her at the table, grinning.
"So, Gajda, what's your plan now? Stay here in the Chaos Realm, or come back to Itogami Island with me?"
He added, "If you want, I can set up a teleportation array. You can visit whenever you like."
Gajda paused, then gave him a sly smile.
"With a teleportation array, I'll stay in the Chaos Realm. If I came to monopolize you, your other girls would get jealous."
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