### Chapter 4: Wishing for an Intimate Night
“Lord, before we clarify the background of these two women, shouldn’t we give them to the Great King of the Split Land…?”
The Dog-Headed Man Chief expressed a hint of worry.
Although this Small Cave Heaven was a different realm from the Asking Dao Continent, there was a fixed entrance in Mirror Mountain, while every few months, Small Cave Heaven would randomly intersect with the main plane, creating new entrances.
To guard against external interference, Ji Shen specially set up a magic formation in the sky. Anyone without a token trying to enter Small Cave Heaven would be immediately teleported to the Quicksand Land.
That said, there was always the chance that a few lucky souls managed to escape the Quicksand Land and reach this core area hiding Ji Shen’s secrets.
Thus, Ji Shen had arranged many spies, like the Beast-Eared Girl and the Middle-Aged Woman, within the not-so-large Small Cave Heaven. If any unusual activity was detected, they would report it via fireworks.
However, when the chief arrived at the scene, he found a curious trio consisting of a Dog-Headed Man and two human women, leaving him perplexed.
Nonetheless, considering the party was fast approaching and they still hadn’t found a human woman who satisfied Fu Yetian, he hurriedly accepted the unfamiliar demons as companions and took the two women back to the cave.
Fortunately, Fu Yetian indeed seemed quite pleased with the duo and even recommended them to the esteemed guest, the Great King of the Split Land.
At that moment, the Dog-Headed Man Chief remained anxious.
After all, those two sharp long knives didn’t look like ordinary items; perhaps the girl wielding the blade was no simple creature.
Fu Yetian clasped his hands behind his back, remarking, “The Great King of the Split Land has personally led his twelve Cave Masters here—certainly paying us Ji Shen some respect. So what if these two women have unclear origins? With the Great King’s methods, even if they’re disciples of the Immortal Gate, he’ll have them kneeling smoothly. Because those who disobey… heh…”
The Dog-Headed Chief couldn’t help but recall the lifelike statues lining the main street in White Feather City’s City Lord’s Mansion.
Legend had it those were once living beings forcefully put into resin-filled pits, and once the resin hardened, the excess would be cut off, resulting in a completed statue.
Unfortunately, resin sculptures don’t last forever, so the statues in front of the City Lord’s Mansion needed frequent replacement.
Perhaps one day they’d see the statues of those two girls lining the street, of course, if they could figure things out soon enough to escape the fate of becoming statues and rotting away into a pile of mush after a few months.
In a room specially prepared for the Great King of the Split Land, though it was inside a cave without any external light sources, the ceiling was studded with fist-sized luminous pearls, casting a gentle light that oddly felt reassuring.
A young maid led the way, with Little Musashi and Cold Little Rain following closely behind. The Great King kept a distance of three to five meters, seemingly not wanting to impose too much.
Upon entering the room, Cold Little Rain couldn’t care less about the decorations; all her attention was glued to the Great King standing at the door, terrified that this guy might go wild without a word and spring at them.
At this moment, the live streaming room was still running normally since the critical moment hadn’t arrived yet.
Online viewers witnessed two stunning girls, both in looks and figure, entering the cave that had long been prepared for the Bull-Headed Man, looking like sheep led to slaughter.
That vile piece of trash, the Great King of the Split Land, actually dared to attempt a double seduction—what a delusional thought, downright infuriating!
The players’ b*llet comments had already flooded the screen, masking the footage. If this hadn’t taken place in Small Cave Heaven, they would have likely formed a heroic band to rescue the damsels in distress by now.
“Little Musashi must have a plan, right?”
“Of course! She purposely gave up her weapons to get close to the truth; I refuse to believe she’s unprepared.”
“Go for it, Little Musashi! You’re the only one who can save sister Rain!”
Most of the comments radiated concern, but a few twisted minds were already envisioning the unfolding scene, only to be immediately bombarded with insults from other players. Nearby, some didn’t hesitate to confront them and, despite the city guards’ interference, took them down right there in the city.
Unfortunately, the players’ frustration couldn’t deter the Great King of the Split Land’s actions.
As the Bull-Headed Man shut the door, almost all players felt their hearts jump into their throats.
“Don’t panic, I’m not going to eat you.”
If they hadn’t known about the Great King’s peculiar hobbies, one might have mistaken him for a demon who was kind to humans, even benevolent.
He pointed at Cold Little Rain and asked, “May I ask your name, miss?”
Cold Little Rain shivered, hurriedly responding, “I’m Cold Little Rain.”
“Oh…” He then turned to Little Musashi, “And you?”
Little Musashi answered straightforwardly, “I’m Little Musashi.”
“That’s a rather peculiar name, but it sounds appealing; I like it.”
As the Great King spoke, he sprawled out in a big letter shape on the soft bed.
“Do you girls prefer to do this together or one at a time?”
Cold Little Rain was about to burst into tears.
She noticed a stone pillar by the door and thought, even if s*icide might not work, she absolutely could not accept the idea of being…
Just imagining it made her feel nauseous.
Seeing Cold Little Rain’s reaction and the Great King’s unabashed belief that he had taken control of their fates, Little Musashi realized it was time to show her cards.
As the White Feather City Lord, the Great King had countless demon followers; the number of lovelorn demonesses around White Feather City could wrap around a few times without breaking a sweat, and even human women were sometimes on the menu for his exotic tastes.
The only reason he agreed to come to this Small Cave Heaven was to give Ji Shen some face and lay the groundwork for future collaboration.
The big demons he brought were the quality breeding stock Ji Shen wanted, but whether those women could survive the torment and find themselves with child remained a matter for fate to decide.
He hadn’t been particularly interested in the run-of-the-mill human women—he had seen plenty of beauties.
But unexpectedly, he stumbled upon two eye-catching women this time, especially Little Musashi, whose charm fluctuated between boldness and confusion, tugging at his heartstrings like a tantalizing little sprite.
It had genuinely been ages since his heart had fluttered, and Little Musashi seemed to breathe new life into his desires for women.
Just as he was ready to share the bed with them,
Little Musashi, who had initially appeared somewhat timid, suddenly changed her expression, glaring icy daggers at the Great King.
Realizing something was off, the latter squinted, his human face gradually morphing back into a massive bull head.
He instinctively sensed a hint of danger.
Though he could guarantee that with a single punch, this girl named Little Musashi would just become a puddle of bl**d, he still chose to listen to what this suddenly assertive young woman had to say.
