(Today is reader Chen Zheng's birthday—wishing him a happy birthday and good health!)
"Sister Selena, what are you doing? Why are you treating me like this?" Evan Chu, now restrained by Selena Yale, hurriedly asked.
"Why? You actually want to know why? Have you forgotten what you did to me when you controlled me? Weren't you so good at running away? Go on, try running now!" Selena Yale immediately released Evan Chu and said coldly.
"I'm your man—how could you treat me like this? Quickly undo your restriction. My feelings for you are sincere! Are you really doing right by the child in your belly?" Evan Chu began his sweet-talking strategy.
"You still dare say you're sincere with me? How did you treat me back then—leaving without a word? That's your idea of 'good'? Today I'm going to make you taste a fate worse than death." Selena Yale retorted.
"A fate worse than death? Do you really dare treat your man like this? Think carefully—there's no medicine for regret in this world. If you're truly so heartless, that child might grow up fatherless. Do you really want our child to be mocked by others?" Evan Chu kept trying.
Right now, if he used Earthshift, he could easily burrow into the ground—no matter how powerful Selena Yale was, she couldn't hurt him. But he didn't want to do that. Since she was carrying his child, Evan Chu wanted her to truly become his woman.
But she refused to accept his feelings. As for her method of restraining him, Evan Chu knew the Sword Spirit could break it at any time, but he didn't want to resort to that. Only if it truly became unbearable would he burrow underground—and at that point, there would be nothing left between them, a complete severance.
"Do you think having a child in Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion is that easy? If the disciples find out the Pavilion Master is pregnant, what do you think will happen? Forget about me staying as Pavilion Master—the child wouldn't even be allowed to survive. You ruined my life, so now you must pay the price for your actions!" Selena Yale grew more agitated as she spoke.
"No way, how can you be so cruel? Even if Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion opposes you, just stop being the Pavilion Master—at least the child is innocent! That child is the result of our efforts together. Have you forgotten that soul-stirring night?" Evan Chu pleaded.
'Bang!' Selena Yale struck Evan Chu's chest with her palm, her face twisted in anger. 'Soul-stirring? You call it soul-stirring when I feel worse than dead? Do you know how much my heart hurts? If I could've died back then, I'd have chosen death a thousand, ten thousand times. This palm is just a small punishment—the real pain is yet to come.'
A palm from a Saint Martial expert is no joke—Evan Chu spat blood on the spot. Thankfully, his innards weren't truly harmed, thanks to the Fourth Layer of his Starforge Body.
If it were someone else—like Ethan Feng or Marcus Blake—this palm would have cost them half their life.
Even if hitting means affection and scolding means love, did you really have to hit me so hard? What if this palm kills me—wouldn't you regret it forever?
Still so stubborn, huh? Your defense is impressive—taking my palm and still mouthing off. I really underestimated you.' Selena Yale sneered.
Evan Chu was speechless. He really had a sharp tongue—never expected her to be so cold-hearted. Maybe he'd been overthinking it; maybe this kind of woman just wasn't right for him.
Selena Yale swung another palm, sending Evan Chu flying dozens of meters. He left a trail of blood in the air before crashing to the ground, coughing up blood nonstop.
Selena Yale was shocked—not because she hadn't killed Evan Chu, but because the blood he spat out was egg-yellow, not the usual red. It was the first time she'd seen anything like it.
Evan Chu was deeply frustrated. If this kept up, he'd be lucky to survive this crazy woman. He started considering burrowing into the ground.
Just then, the Sword Spirit said, 'Linfeng, endure it. You need her help. She's hurting inside as she hits you—can't you see her face? I bet she won't hit you a third time. Why not play along and act gravely wounded, or even on the verge of death? Make her fall for you completely.'
Remember, your Frostbane Sect needs the backing of such a powerful ally. With her as your support, you can focus on what you need to do. A woman's heart is fragile—when she sees you near death, I guarantee she'll break down in pain.
'Come on, you know I'm terrified of women crying. What if she finds out I tricked her?' Evan Chu protested.
'That's your problem. If you can't handle a single woman, how can you conquer the world? Don't make me look down on you!' Sword Spirit snapped.
Evan Chu stopped talking, spat another mouthful of pale yellow blood, then collapsed on the ground, motionless.
Seeing Evan Chu suddenly go quiet, Selena Yale was shocked. She hurried over to check his injuries, but found he wasn't seriously hurt. Suspicious, she snapped, 'Don't play dead in front of me. If you don't wake up, I'll kill you for real.'
She raised her palm, but Evan Chu didn't react at all. Reluctantly, she lowered her hand and propped him up against her chest.
'You can't be this fragile, can you? I only used half my strength. If you die, what happens to me and our child? Linfeng, don't scare me!' Selena Yale cried.
At that moment, Evan Chu felt an incredibly soft sensation against his back. It was so comfortable—he knew full well how soft Selena Yale was, but right now he couldn't enjoy it at all, leaving him feeling powerless.
Selena Yale then released Evan Chu's restriction, took a red pill from her storage ring, and prepared to feed it to him. But Evan Chu clamped his mouth shut, refusing to open no matter what she tried, leaving her at a loss.
Selena Yale was frantic, deeply regretting her earlier recklessness. After all, Evan Chu was only at Fourth Layer Divine Martial Realm—taking one of her palms was hard enough, but the second had left him seriously injured.
She put the pill in her own mouth, then pressed her lips to Evan Chu's, intending to let the dissolved medicine flow into his mouth.
At that moment, Evan Chu could hardly stay calm. Any man would lose his composure after two palm strikes if this was the reward. For Evan Chu, it was an endless blessing.
Suddenly, Evan Chu's mouth opened wide, and before Selena Yale could react, his tongue slipped into her mouth...