DLOBML CHAPTER 25

Chapter 25 — Infuriating the Demonic Master to Death (16) | Everyday Acts of Rebellion

The moment that red-hot iron shovel was about to land on her, Xing Ge’s scalp went numb. She could practically smell grilled meat in the air and it was her own. She couldn’t just sit here and wait to die!

Time for her ultimate move!

Drawing a deep breath, she gathered her qi in her dantian and shouted, “Wait! I need to—uh—fart!”

Li Jiutian gave her a cool, indifferent glance.

“Hold it in. I forbid you to let it out.”

Xing Ge: “!!!”

Holy sh*! The male lead in his High Priest mode had seriously leveled up. He didn’t even fall for the oldest trick in the book?!

While she was still panicking, the shovel came down. The front of her robes turned to ash, and the metal skimmed against her skin, sending waves of blistering heat rolling through her chest.

Oh my god, he’s really doing it! He’s seriously doing it! What cosmic sin did I commit to deserve this?!

Pain shot through her like lightning. She cried out, tears springing to her eyes, it was absolutely tragic.

Could you blame her? Try smelling your own flesh burning and see if you don’t scream.

Li Jiutian’s hand paused for half a second. A flicker of distress passed through his eyes before he could hide it.

Xing Ge immediately sensed that the stone statue restraining her had lightened. Without missing a beat, she lunged forward and tackled him.

Since her limbs were still bound, she had only one weapon left, her mouth.

The man beneath her froze in surprise. Before he could react, she’d already pressed him down, eyes blazing with fury, and bit.

“You—bast—mmph!”

His protest was cut off as she crashed her lips onto his, hard enough to draw blood.

The priestly identity was a dangerous one—if he managed to chant even a single spell, she’d never get out alive. So she went straight for his mouth to shut him up.

D*mn it, dare to torture me/!

At first, Li Jiutian had planned to fight back, but she didn’t give him the chance. Her kiss was fierce, chaotic, and desperate, just like that ridiculous accident from before.

It was a past he never wanted to recall. Yet, as the familiar heat spread between them, he thought back to how she’d always kept her distance, polite, cold, unreachable. Only in those hazy, fevered moments would she lose control and kiss him again and again, eyes soft and full of unspoken warmth.

It reminded him what it felt like… to be cared for.

Slowly, a faint mist clouded his dark eyes. His flawless face flushed a delicate rose, making him look both dangerous and heartbreakingly beautiful.

This wasn’t humiliation anymore. It was something deeper, a fragile, impossible shyness that left even his hair too embarrassed to move.

Xing Ge felt her body grow lighter. As soon as Li Jiutian’s self-control cracked, the stone statue’s restraints faded like fireflies, dissolving into the air.

Perfect. Time to run.

Except that she suddenly realized the whole cabin was surrounded by layers of glowing seals. Multiple overlapping formations, complex, reinforced, and near impossible to break. If not for his unstable aura, she wouldn’t even have noticed them.

That conniving, meticulous little b*stard of a male lead!

Xing Ge wanted to scream. She was just a lowly cannon-fodder side character. Why were all these high-IQ, overpowered lunatics obsessed with tormenting her?

She wasn’t even into arrays. She was a brute-force type through and through. Normally she’d just punch her way out, but this time she needed an efficient escape. If she took too long, she’d get caught again, and that’d be even worse!

Her scalp tingled with dread.

The male lead was clearly in full blackened mode now, she’d be skinned alive if he caught her!

So she did the only thing she could: start searching him head-to-toe for any kind of seal-breaking token or talisman. Anything would do!

“No… don’t…”

Li Jiutian’s face flushed crimson. His misty eyes glimmered like wet glass, and his ear tips stained with red color. He tried to push her away, but his limbs were weak, useless, his strength gone. Even his voice had lost its usual power, coming out soft, almost pleading.

His palms pressed against her neck, slick with sweat. She didn’t smell of perfume, only faint traces of heat and smoke, and somehow it overwhelmed every one of his senses. His head spun.

Xing Ge ignored him completely, rummaging like her life depended on it. She searched and searched but found nothing, no token, no charm, while the male lead beneath her was being unintentionally tormented beyond reason.

She grew more frantic. She refused to give up. Maybe he kept it on his back? She flipped him over in one smooth roll so that he landed beneath her again.

Neck? Nothing!

Spine? Nothing!

Waist? Also nothing!

For crying out loud, where is it?!

Xing Ge was losing her mind. Her lips were numb at this point.

She didn’t realize her frantic movements were driving the man underneath to the brink. For someone as proud as him, to be pinned down like this… yet willingly yielding, it did something to him.

He’s… bowing his head for me?

A strange rush of satisfaction filled his chest, painful and sweet at once. He ached at his own surrender, this proud man who had never feared heaven or hell. Yet he couldn’t stop the warmth that spread inside him.

So he does have a heart after all, he thought hazily.

Someone has finally made me yield.

The exquisite priest’s eyes shimmered with tears. Slowly, he parted his lips, opening the gates of a fortress he had kept sealed for far too long.

Even if the world’s armies stood outside, even if he were to shatter to dust, he no longer cared.

Xing Ge was still busy groping for the token when the world suddenly flipped again. The next thing she knew, the ground shifted and now she was the one on top.

Xing Ge: “???”

What the hell just happened?!

Her mouth fell open in shock, and in that brief moment, Li Jiutian’s arms slipped around her neck like twin serpents. Taking advantage of her dazed state, he pulled her down and captured her lips in a fierce kiss.

Her eyes went wide in horror.

Holy crap, what the hell are you doing, male lead?! This is seriously weird!

Hey, hey! Don’t tug my sleeve! That’s made from heavenly silkworm thread! It’s expensive!

Wait... oh sh*t, brother, show some restraint!

“I &%# %&*...!”

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