Chapter 534: Your Body Betrayed You
Chapter 534: Your Body Betrayed You
Uka Mirai served as the entrance pass, yet Iron Fortress still hadn’t unraveled the true nature of these passes.
Why would a living being like Uka Mirai—a full-grown living dog—become an entrance pass?
Were other competitors’ passes also living creatures?
Initially, both Iron Fortress and Fang Cheng believed the entrance passes were created by survivors of the first Lord of All Monsters competition to eliminate unworthy participants.
But according to the nine-tailed fox’s words, these passes had existed since the very first competition.
“The entrance pass manifests as a special object,” the nine-tailed fox clarified. “Its true essence only becomes clear after claiming the Lord of All Monsters title. It can take any form, revealing its original shape solely when its holder gets thoroughly defeated.”
Fang Cheng finally grasped the situation after this explanation.
The Lord of All Monsters contest resembled a brutal free-for-all. Each qualified competitor received an entrance pass whose true form remained ambiguous. These passes could morph into anything, only exposing their original appearance when competitors got defeated or killed.
Like magnetic stand-ins, the passes irresistibly drew towards each other. This forced competitors to rely purely on combat prowess—schemes and theft proved useless.
After the initial competition ended, survivors repurposed the passes as participation certificates. Their true aim? Creating an exclusive circle to filter out weaker monsters while keeping global powerful monsters ignorant. Fewer participants meant less pressure—ideally none would join.
Hence, original survivors stayed tight-lipped about competition details.
Despite the explanations, Fang Cheng remained uncertain whether Uka Kaori herself was a transformed pass or merely carried one. One certainty emerged—she’d become prime target once the competition commenced.
Regarding the competition’s start time or duration? The nine-tailed fox remained clueless. But she confirmed the event would engulf all of Hokkaido—neither Iron Fortress nor Mechanical City would escape.
This confirmation darkened the mood. All delusions of safety vanished, forcing urgent strategy discussions. Yet after hours of fruitless debate lasting into deep night, the meeting disbanded.
As they dispersed, Kanzaki Rin boldly addressed Fang Cheng before everyone: “Come to my room later. We need to talk.”
The others exchanged knowing glances—since the cold war began, Kanzaki Rin had grown increasingly transparent about her relationship with Fang Cheng.
Before he could reply, Asaka Akihime interjected: “Cheng-kun, I got you new nightgown. Come try it tonight.”
Compared to Kanzaki Rin’s subtlety, Asaka Akihime might as well have tattooed her name on Fang Cheng’s face. Their locked gazes sparked invisible flames.
Would-be departures halted, sensing impending drama. Ye Yuqing instantly flanked Asaka Akihime, dragging Sato Mai into unified front.
Takeda Masumi and Nangong Saye instinctively sided with Kanzaki Rin.
The group quickly split into two opposing factions.
The nine-tailed fox and Tsukikage Chuxia lingered nearby as onlookers, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
Uka Kaori retreated to watch over her daughter’s egg-form, unable to express emotions or take sides.
Qingxue remained loyal to Fang Cheng, thus staying neutral.
Amid the eerie silence, Asaka Akihime broke the stalemate: “Rin, aren’t we family? Shouldn’t we discuss matters openly instead of you whispering privately with Cheng-kun?”
“This is personal between us,” Kanzaki Rin retorted with icy composure. “Akihime, why buy nightgowns for someone who can create clothes himself? Such empty gestures.”
Asaka Akihime maintained her gentle smile. “Shared living requires thoughtful rituals. Gifts needn’t have deeper meanings.”
Their barbed exchange crackled with tension, a stark contrast to their united front during Isis’ assault when they’d supported each other like sisters.
Ye Yuqing finally exploded: “Stop acting high-and-mighty, mistress! You’re the one dragging that bastard out every night!”
Nangong Saye immediately counterattacked: “At least Rin contributes through work, unlike some jobless layabout!”
“Who’re calling unemployed, you gear-headed hag?”
“The shoe fits, moron.”
“Say that again!”
As tempers flared dangerously, Fang Cheng abruptly raised his hands in a Fur Country surrender gesture. “Enough! Instead of pointless squabbling, let’s do something productive.”
“Ding!”
While others looked baffled, the nine-tailed fox giggled. Kanzaki Rin and Asaka Akihime instantly grasped the innuendo, shooting him identical glares.
As Kanzaki Rin turned to leave, Asaka Akihime halted her: “Training ground?”
“Fine.”
Now Iyaya’s proxy, Asaka Akihime possessed ace-level power. Ye Yuqing trailed them for backup, the Others following like wary spectators.
Fang Cheng returned to the second floor to shower. After undressing in the bathroom, he suddenly heard knocking.
“Who’s there?”
“It’s me~”
Recognizing the voice, Fang Cheng didn’t bother dressing and opened the door.
The hallway appeared empty, but a naked warm body instantly pressed against him.
It had to be the invisible Nangong Saye.
She clung to him, demanding a kiss while hooking her foot to slam the door shut.
Their deep kiss lasted until breathless, yet she remained wrapped around him like a koala.
Fang Cheng stroked her smooth back. “Weren’t you at the training ground?”
“I sneaked back,” she giggled.
“Aren’t you afraid of getting caught?”
“Then let’s hurry.”
Nangong Saye gazed at him with devilish eyes, like a mischievous imp holding leverage. Initially hesitant about his bold advances, she’d now fully embraced her desire to seduce him daily.
As Fang Cheng prepared to indulge this temptress, another knock interrupted.
Nangong Saye vanished in panic, clinging to his back – fearing Ye Yuqing’s return.
Fang Cheng calmly called, “Who is it?”
“Me.”
Qingxue’s voice came through the door.
“What do you need?”
Fang Cheng wondered why everyone bothered him during showers.
“Pardon the intrusion, Lord Cheng.”
She entered despite the unlocked door – Nangong Saye’s careless closure allowed easy access.
Qingxue locked the door and stood before him.
Fang Cheng’s eyes widened.
Her long hair was tied up, revealing a slender neck. Only a towel covered her body.
Delicate collarbones, porcelain-smooth shoulders, and thighs pressed tightly together formed a breathtaking sight. The towel strained against her ample chest, hinting at curves beneath.
“You’re beautiful,” Fang Cheng blurted, though accustomed to Kanzaki Rin and Asaka Akihime’s charms.
Invisible Nangong Saye pinched his waist jealously, yet secretly agreed – Qingxue’s beauty stunned even women.
“Thank you,” Qingxue replied softly.
“Why are you here?”
“As your maid, I’ve neglected duties.” She took the soap, lathering her hands. “From today, I’ll manage your life completely.”
“Including baths?”
“Naturally. I often bathed Madam.”
Fang Cheng’s imagination ignited – Uka Kaori and Qingxue washing each other…
“Are you having vulgar thoughts?” Qingxue asked flatly.
“Of course not.”
“Your body contradicts that.” She glanced downward, cheeks pinkening.
Nangong Saye’s mischief! Fang Cheng mentally protested as Qingxue began scrubbing him.
Qingxue worked with professional detachment, her motions clinical. Meanwhile, the invisible Nangong Saye nervously circled them, trapped in this awkward dance.