This slap left Nai Shu stunned. He stared at Princess Sha Yan in complete disbelief.
The woman’s body still stood naked before him, her figure still voluptuous and alluring, enough to make people obsessed, even driven mad.
Her face was still as stunningly beautiful as before, with the same crimson mark upon it.
Nothing had changed. The only things that had changed were her eyes and her expression.
For a long time, Nai Shu had always believed that he was the dominant one in their relationship.
Although he was only the son of the Black Demon Banner Lord, while Princess Sha Yan was the daughter of the Rakshasa King.
During the husband selection ceremony, Princess Sha Yan had chosen him at first sight. That very night, the two of them had ended up in bed together.
From that day onwards, Princess Sha Yan had obeyed his every wish.
In front of everyone else, Princess Sha Yan was cold and arrogant. Yet in front of Nai Shu, she became a completely devoted little woman.
Not only did she allow Nai Shu to enjoy her body however he wished, every woman in the Princess Manor was also available to him if he took a fancy to them.
Not only that, Nai Shu spent his days indulging in wine and women outside, sleeping with countless beauties. Princess Sha Yan never interfered, she even smiled as she encouraged him.
Because of this, Nai Shu had always believed that he held the upper hand between them, that he could completely control Sha Yan.
But now, Princess Sha Yan’s slap shattered that illusion into nothing.
In an instant…
Nai Shu became the inferior one.
A man who had risen to power by relying on a woman.
Without question, Nai Shu had his pride. At that moment, he immediately wanted to turn around and leave, giving Sha Yan nothing but his departing back.
However…
He did not dare.
He had first become the Rakshasa King’s son in law, only afterwards becoming the Young Master of the Black Demon Banner.
Above him were three elder brothers, each commanding armies within the Black Demon Banner territory. Especially his second brother, Nai Zhuo, who was five years older than him. His cultivation was stronger, he commanded the Black Demon Banner’s most elite cavalry, fought countless campaigns for their father, and enjoyed far greater favour.
It could be said that if he had never received Princess Sha Yan’s favour, then with his heaven defying martial talent, he might still have become the future Lord of the Black Demon Banner.
But if he lost Princess Sha Yan’s favour now, and lost his title as the Rakshasa King’s son in law, then the position of Black Demon Banner Lord would certainly never be his. His father would never dare appoint a son who had offended the Rakshasa Royal Family as his successor.
At that moment, Nai Shu felt nothing but despair.
It turned out that he was no different from all the others who depended upon the Rakshasa Royal Family. Before this, he had mocked Ni Ni’an. Although she was merely the Little Rakshasa King’s concubine, she was not even worth as much as one of the Royal Family’s dogs.
Now it seemed that his own status was only slightly higher than hers.
At once, Nai Shu dropped to both knees and said, “Princess, wherever I fall, I will climb back up from there. I will personally take Lan Ling’s head and restore your noble dignity.”
Princess Sha Yan remained completely naked as she walked over and sat upon the golden throne.
Although she was a woman, the way she sat was filled with authority. She leaned back lazily, her legs spread apart, her eyes half narrowed.
“Originally, this Near Human called Lan Ling merely deceived me. He did not necessarily have to die,” Princess Sha Yan said coldly. “But I sent people to kill him, and he actually dared to resist. Therefore… he must die. His Flame Demon Tribe must also be completely wiped out.”
“Yes,” Nai Shu replied. “The dignity of the Rakshasa Royal Family cannot be violated.”
Princess Sha Yan said, “What do you want? Do you expect Rakshasa City to send troops directly? That is impossible. The Rakshasa Royal Family cannot afford such humiliation.”
Indeed, they could not.
For the Rakshasa Royal Family to dispatch an army merely to deal with a tiny Near Human tribe would be an enormous disgrace.
Nai Shu replied, “That will not be necessary. I only need an order commanding every chief and every alliance leader within the Black Demon Banner territory to mobilise their troops.”
Princess Sha Yan asked, “You are the future Lord of the Black Demon Banner. You cannot command your own territory to send troops?”
Nai Shu replied, “At least, not yet.”
Princess Sha Yan asked, “Whose order do you want?”
“His Majesty’s,” Nai Shu answered.
“Impossible,” Princess Sha Yan replied. “First, my father is not in Rakshasa City. Second, my father is the supreme ruler of the Rakshasa territories that stretch tens of thousands of miles. He would never issue an order over a mere Near Human tribe.”
Nai Shu said, “Then the Little Rakshasa King can issue it.”
Princess Sha Yan frowned. She did not wish to ask her elder brother.
She glanced at Nai Shu. This was indeed a man she liked very much, perhaps she even loved him. He was also the only man she had ever had.
Although she hated his weakness at this moment, no matter the reason, she could never allow a tiny Near Human tribe to act without restraint.
“Tomorrow, come with me to the Little Rakshasa King’s Manor and attend my elder brother’s wedding,” Princess Sha Yan said.
Nai Shu bowed and replied, “Yes.”
At that moment, Nai Shu’s heart was filled with sorrow.
Once he knelt this time, he would never truly stand again.
…
Lan Ling led six thousand Centaur warriors and three thousand Flame Demon Tribe cavalry to Chimera Tribe once again.
Constantine had sacrificed every shred of his dignity just to exchange it for a batch of grain and clothing, ensuring that the people of Chimera Tribe would not all starve to death.
Of course, all of this had also been ordered by Nai Shu.
Now every member of Chimera Tribe lived in crude tents because all their houses had been burned down.
Every day they went hungry and shivered from the cold.
After Nai Shu’s army of one hundred and twenty thousand men suffered defeat, the people of Chimera Tribe lived in constant fear.
After Constantine rode his griffin back to the tribe, he collapsed from illness.
At this moment, Chimera Tribe had no leader. Many wanted to flee, yet none knew where they could go.
Looking at the utterly miserable Chimera Tribe, Lan Ling narrowed his eyes.
The once prosperous and powerful Chimera Tribe had become so pitiful.
However… it was still not miserable enough.
“Charge in, seize everything inside, and burn every tent to the ground,” Lan Ling ordered.
At once, six thousand Centaur cavalry surged forward like a tidal wave.
The already impoverished Chimera Tribe was plundered once again. The grain and clothing that Chief Constantine had struggled to obtain through begging were completely taken away.
Once again, Chimera Tribe was left with nothing.
Then all twenty thousand people were driven together like livestock into the now empty warhorse camp.
Finally, every remaining tent in Chimera Tribe was burned to ashes.
After all the tents had been destroyed, Lan Ling rode his golden griffin before the surviving people once again.
Every one of them had become much thinner, their clothes little more than rags.
Looking at the towering Centaurs, every member of Chimera Tribe stared in terror. All of them trembled uncontrollably.
“Everyone kneel, remove your clothes, and throw them onto the ground,” Lan Ling ordered coldly.
Once again, Lan Ling completely trampled upon their dignity.
Once again, he took all their food, burned their homes, and now he intended to strip away the very clothes on their backs.
“The rules remain the same. Men strip completely. Women may keep only their undergarments,” Lan Ling said slowly. “You have only ten minutes. If even one man is still wearing clothes after ten minutes, I will slaughter every last member of Chimera Tribe.”
The air filled with endless weeping.
Every member of Chimera Tribe felt unbearable pain and despair.
For nearly twenty years they had bullied the Foreign Race Army without consequence. Who could have imagined that someone like Lan Ling would appear, repaying every humiliation the Foreign Race Army had suffered tenfold, even a hundredfold, and driving Chimera Tribe into the eighteenth level of hell.
Originally, Chimera Tribe had more than fifty thousand people. Now fewer than twenty thousand remained.
More than thirty thousand had died by his hand.
Yet now, no one dared resist.
The last time, Lan Ling had come with only one thousand cavalry to plunder them. They resisted, and countless people were slaughtered.
This time, Lan Ling had brought six thousand Centaurs and three thousand cavalry.
It could be said that in only a few minutes, they could wipe out the remaining tens of thousands.
Everyone wept as they removed their clothes, passing them forward until they formed a pile before the Centaur army.
Only a few minutes later…
Of the fewer than twenty thousand surviving members of Chimera Tribe, every man stood completely naked, while the women wore only their undergarments.
Everyone knelt neatly upon the ground.
The spirit of Chimera Tribe had finally been broken. At least before Lan Ling, they would never again stand proudly.
“Gou Li, capture Constantine. Anyone who tries to stop you, kill them,” Lan Ling ordered.
“Yes,” Gou Li replied before shooting towards the mountain top fortress like lightning.
…
Constantine remained unconscious.
Only a dozen guards remained outside the entrance, led by Yang Gu, commander of Chimera Tribe’s cavalry.
During that great battle, only he and Constantine had escaped together upon a single griffin.
In fact, Constantine owed him his life. When the Centaur army swept through everything, Constantine had almost lost his mind again, standing frozen in place. Yang Gu had dragged him onto the griffin’s back.
At this moment, Yang Gu was filled with overwhelming sorrow.
He wanted to cry, but no tears would come.
“Whoosh…”
A cold gust swept past.
In an instant, Gou Li appeared before Yang Gu and the others.
She had become astonishingly beautiful, unbelievably youthful, with a stunning figure and skin so pale it was whiter than a ghost’s.
“Where is Constantine?” Gou Li asked coldly.
Yang Gu stepped forward.
“Madam, why… why are you here?”
Gou Li repeated coldly, “Where is Constantine?”
Yang Gu answered, “I will go inside and inform him.”
“Swish…”
Gou Li’s sword flashed like lightning.
With a single strike, she killed Yang Gu and all the dozen guards.
Before Yang Gu had completely died, she opened her small mouth. Sharp fangs extended as she bit into his neck and frantically drank his blood.
In an instant, Yang Gu was reduced to a dried corpse.
Gou Li seemed slightly satisfied, her strength increasing a little.
After draining Yang Gu’s blood, she bit another barbarian warrior beside him. After only one mouthful, she spat it out.
His cultivation was too weak. She had no interest in it.
“Swish, swish, swish…”
Several lightning fast sword strikes shredded the remaining guards into pieces.
Then Gou Li walked inside.
By now, Constantine had become much thinner, appearing more than twenty years older. His hair had turned completely white, and none of his former imposing presence remained.
Beside him, his Second Madam, Si Si, was feeding him goat’s milk.
Constantine forced his eyes open. Upon seeing Gou Li enter, he somehow found the strength to sit upright and hiss, “Bitch, you bitch, how dare you show your face before me?”
From her expression to the depths of her eyes, Gou Li remained completely emotionless.
“My master wants to see you.”
“Who is your master? That bastard Lan Ling? Hahaha…”
Before Constantine could finish speaking, Gou Li seized him by the throat.
Holding him by the neck, she rushed out of the mountain fortress at astonishing speed.
In truth, Constantine’s martial arts were extremely powerful.
Even if he was not equal to Suo Mo, he was certainly not far behind, perhaps even on the same level, a peak Demon Martial Grandmaster.
He had hidden his true strength throughout his life, hoping that one day he could deliver a fatal blow to his enemy.
However…
Reality was that cruel. He had hidden his strength for his entire life, yet… he never had the chance to use it.
After suffering one devastating mental blow after another, illness overwhelmed him, leaving him unable to display even half of his former strength.
…
Gou Li threw Constantine onto the ground before dropping to one knee before Lan Ling.
“Master, Constantine has been captured.”
Constantine lay on the ground in a miserable state.
Like a wounded beast, he glared at Lan Ling with hatred carved deep into his bones.
“Lan Ling, you bastard, you will die a terrible death. My daughter is the Little Rakshasa King’s concubine. One day the Little Rakshasa King will send a million troops and tear you into pieces.”
“Lord Nai Shu has already returned to Rakshasa City. When he comes back again, he will lead a million soldiers. That day will be your end. Hahaha…”
Lan Ling narrowed his eyes, almost unable to believe that this was Constantine.
The former Constantine had been so imposing and domineering. Though already over fifty, he had looked barely in his thirties.
Now he looked over seventy, a frail old man nearing death.
He had once been full of ambition, determined to become ruler of the entire Silver Alliance.
Now he was as pitiful as a stray dog.
From standing at the peak to possessing nothing, it had taken less than a year.
“Constantine, are you willing to surrender?” Lan Ling asked.
“You filthy dog Lan Ling, keep dreaming, keep dreaming your impossible dream…” Constantine cursed.
Lan Ling asked again, “Constantine, are you willing to surrender?”
Constantine shouted, “Even if I die, even if I am torn into pieces, I will never surrender.”
For the third time, Lan Ling asked, “This is the last time. Constantine, are you willing to surrender?”
“You filthy dog Lan Ling, if you want to kill me, then kill me. I, Constantine…”
His twisted face trembled, and the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat.
Then he looked at Lan Ling, looked at Gou Li beside him, looked at the seemingly invincible Centaur army, and said with a trembling voice, “I… I, Constantine, am… willing to surrender.”
Just like that, Constantine knelt before Lan Ling in unbearable pain, humiliation, and unwillingness.
No one could understand the agony within his heart.
The more than ten thousand surviving members of Chimera Tribe were completely stunned.
Their chief had… had actually surrendered.
Lan Ling nodded.
“Give Constantine a horse. He will follow me to plunder Ankara Tribe.”
Constantine struggled onto a warhorse.
With one command from Lan Ling, the six thousand Centaur cavalry and three thousand Flame Demon Tribe cavalry thundered away from Chimera Tribe.
Leaving behind more than ten thousand nearly naked members of Chimera Tribe upon the open ground.
“From today onwards, Chimera Tribe no longer exists in this world. If you do not wish to starve to death or freeze to death, then go to Flame Demon Tribe. Kneel outside its city walls, and perhaps you will still have a chance to live,” Lan Ling’s voice echoed across the entire Chimera Tribe.
Then his fierce army charged towards Ankara Tribe.
Constantine looked at Lan Ling’s departing figure, his emotions in complete turmoil.
Yet for some reason, ever since he had knelt and surrendered, the illness afflicting his body had gradually eased.
The suffering from his sickness slowly faded away.
Just as the saying goes, the worst choice is still better than having no choice at all.
…
Rakshasa City!
The Little Rakshasa King held another wedding.
However, this wedding took place inside the Little Rakshasa King’s Manor, and its scale was far beyond that of the previous concubine taking ceremony.
The bride, Meng Tuo Luo, wore magnificent wedding robes as she sat before a large mirror.