### Chapter 516: Beg Me
Is this the Demon Sovereign’s bed?
Yun Zhonghe suddenly realized he was sleeping in the Demon Sovereign’s bed!
He didn’t notice the teasing tone in the Demon Sovereign’s voice. In his panic, a gigantic thought surfaced in his mind.
I’m done for!
A guy sleeping in a girl’s bed—no matter how you spin it, that’s incredibly offensive.
What if the Demon Sovereign gets mad and chops me up?!
His heart started racing, his brain shook with dread, and Yun Zhonghe felt like he was staring straight into the abyss of his doom.
Suddenly, a feeling of something being off washed over him, and he looked down…
Where are my clothes?!
Not only was he sleeping in the Demon Sovereign’s bed, but he was also completely n*ked Σ(っ °Д °;)っ!
cr*p… Did I make a mess of myself?
Did the Demon Sovereign do something to me?!
Yun Zhonghe, thinking he understood the whole situation, went pale as a ghost.
It’s not that he didn’t want to please the Demon Sovereign, but at least he should have some experience, right? He felt like he was getting ripped off by a few billion.
Come on, think it through; Yun Zhonghe, try to recall even the tiniest bit—anything to salvage this situation and not walk away empty-handed.
He buried his head in his hands and caught a glimpse of the Demon Sovereign’s enchanting, peach blossom-like face. His distress deepened.
The Demon Sovereign tilted her head, noticing something was off with Yun Zhonghe, her eyes unabashedly roaming over his bare form.
“What’s wrong? Is your body uncomfortable?”
“No…” Yun Zhonghe’s voice was barely a whisper.
Neither uncomfortable nor comfortable.
After mulling it over, Yun Zhonghe figured he couldn’t just let this slide. Even if he couldn’t relive the experience, at least he should get some closure, right?
He couldn’t just be randomly taken advantage of—at least the Demon Sovereign should charge a fee!
Of course, none of this could be voiced aloud, so he kept his inner turmoil to himself.
“Master…” Yun Zhonghe cleared his throat and couldn’t resist his curiosity, “What exactly happened earlier?”
As his words faded, the Demon Sovereign slowly closed her book. “That Spiritual Spring was opened by my power from the core of the earth, filled with fire spirit energy. Although it’s not as intense as the Extreme Fire, it is far superior to ordinary fire-based spiritual energy. That’s how it unsealed the Extreme Cold within you.”
Yun Zhonghe finally understood.
All this time, he had been dealing with the effects of the Extreme Cold lingering in him from his intense spiritual exchanges with Mu Jixue while helping her. Initially, it didn’t cause much trouble, and he managed to hide some of that energy in his acupoints without it affecting his everyday life, but as the Extreme Cold built up, he was already nearing his limits.
His body often felt like it was falling apart, as if he had chronic old person ailments, feeling discomfort here and there.
But hey, it was all for Mu Jixue! Yun Zhonghe endured this suffering without complaint.
Still, sometimes he felt a bit worried—after all, it was a rather dangerous hidden issue.
“So… you saved me, Master?”
Yun Zhonghe blinked, slowly putting the pieces together.
The Demon Sovereign didn’t answer, instead gazing at him with a curious expression, inspecting him from head to toe.
“Are you planning to keep speaking to me like this?”
Yun Zhonghe froze, remembering he was still n*ked.
Seeing him blush like a little virgin made the Demon Sovereign chuckle. “But you seem to have a lot of potential. With a guy like you, I imagine there’s no shortage of women around, right? But not many could handle your… size.”
The Demon Sovereign was teasing him!
Yun Zhonghe quickly covered himself, overwhelmed with shame… Wait, why am I the one feeling shy?!
The women aren’t embarrassed, so why should he be? He was wide awake now; even if something did happen, it wouldn’t be without some sort of experience.
Well… Even though he thought that, he was still acting coy, hands clutched tightly over his body.
“Um, Master, do you have any clothes?”
“If not, are you planning to stay on my bed like this?”
The Demon Sovereign had a playful smirk, and her desire to tease him only grew.
Perhaps it was because of the Golden Crow bloodline merging with him, the Demon Sovereign felt a strange familiarity radiating from Yun Zhonghe, causing her attitude towards him to shift a bit.
But Yun Zhonghe wore a bitter expression. “…Then why not just k*ll me instead?”
He didn’t want to d*e, but running around n*ked? That was worse than d*ath!
Between nakedness and d*ath, he chose d*ath.
At least he could leave a decent impression on the world.
The Demon Sovereign laughed, “I went through all the trouble to save you. If you d*e now, wouldn’t that make my efforts all for nothing?”
Yun Zhonghe found himself at a loss for words; why was every Dao-Integration Supreme he encountered so utterly lacking in seriousness?
Xing Bu and the Demon Sovereign both seemed to disregard the dignity of their status, playfully messing with this mere Golden Core Cultivator.
Ugh!
Taking a deep breath, and all matters of dignity cast aside due to his predicament, Yun Zhonghe had no choice. “Master, please, could you find me some clothes? Otherwise, it’ll be so embarrassing if someone sees me!”
“Really? You didn’t seem too embarrassed when I saw you just now.”
Yun Zhonghe was speechless. What did she see that didn’t look embarrassing? Talking nonsense!
If he wasn’t embarrassed, he would leap up and perform a circus act in front of her.
“How about this,” the Demon Sovereign turned her face, resting her chin on her hand, the corners of her mouth pulling into a mischievous grin, “beg me, and I’ll get you those clothes?”
What a cheeky grin for such a dignified woman!
Yun Zhonghe’s eyes widened and his mind went blank.
Did he hear that right? What kind of shameless woman is this?!
He felt utterly defeated.
But seeing the Demon Sovereign so joyful made her demand even harder to refuse: “Come on, beg me! If not, you’ll have to run around Spirit Palace forever without clothes.”
Yun Zhonghe: ???
“Beg me,” the Demon Sovereign prompted again, her lips twitching with amusement.
Yun Zhonghe: “But, Master…”
“Quick! Beg me!” The Demon Sovereign urged, her face a mask of playful mischief.
Yun Zhonghe’s sense of shame hit the ceiling. He had never met a woman so brazenly demanding, and to make things worse, he couldn’t overpower her.
What can I do? He had to comply.
But his pride made it difficult to swallow.
Sure, Yun Zhonghe had a flexible sense of boundaries, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t complain or have his own thoughts about it.
“Um, uh… Master, please…” Yun Zhonghe stuttered, looking like a cornered little mouse.
Given that Yun Zhonghe was already strikingly handsome, his current flustered state almost swept the Demon Sovereign off her feet.
Wow! How is this guy more charming than most women?
For a moment, the Demon Sovereign began to lose herself in thought.
Seeing her dazed expression, Yun Zhonghe wondered if he hadn’t pleased her enough.
What kind of cruel humiliation is this? Is she waiting for him to shout, “I didn’t hear you, say it louder?” What a deliberate agony!
…
Demon Sovereign: Pay attention, this is how you get what you want, Yun Zhonghe!
Su Xiaoxiao: Totally enraged in the background.
