Although it was called the red room, in reality, it was just a narrow corridor with red walls on both sides, and at the end was still a patch of darkness.
Could it be that he hadn’t walked out of the corridor yet, and the surrounding walls had merely transformed from nothingness into reality?
Xin Meng was a bit confused. He looked up at the ceiling but found it was still a sea of darkness, unable to see anything, not even where the light source was, yet it illuminated the walls clearly.
The entire stone wall was not smooth; there were some uneven carvings on it. Xin Meng’s curiosity was piqued, and as he focused on it, his face suddenly flushed, and heat rose to his head.
No wonder… that Demon General, cough, really has a personal touch…
The carvings on these walls depicted entirely naked human figures, each pair consisting of two people, without any clothes, clearly showing their sexual organs. They embraced, held each other, their bodies intertwined, their lower halves connected, striking various poses that made one blush and heart race, vividly lifelike.
Xin Meng could even clearly see the woman’s high, protruding breasts and her intoxicated expression, as well as the man’s relaxed brow, showcasing just how realistic it was. For someone as young as Xin Meng, who had just come of age, the impact was indeed quite overwhelming.
He hadn’t even seen Teacher Cang!
His face was burning red as he walked down the corridor, thinking to himself not to look, but his gaze uncontrollably drifted to the sides, his expanding curiosity almost overwhelming him. Although he maintained an expressionless demeanor, his mind was exceptionally active.
This pose looks pretty good…
Huh? Wouldn’t this twist the waist?
Wow! It can be done like this too!
…
In the end, he passed by thirty-six patterns on both sides, which were thirty-six poses, and Xin Meng surprisingly didn’t miss a single one. Not only did he look at all of them, but he also unconsciously memorized them.
What am I even remembering this for… ORZ…
Xin Meng felt utterly speechless with himself while silently noting down this new pose on his right.
Wait a minute.
It seems… something is off?
Xin Meng stopped in his tracks, unable to resist taking a step back, standing before the carving he had just seen.
The two people in the carving were striking a “grinding” pose, one lying back on a table with bent legs, while the other squeezed in between, their lower halves connected.
Compared to many of the poses he had seen before, this one was much more conservative. There was nothing particularly strange about it; however, the problem lay with the person lying on the table…
Why is their chest flat?
Unlike the other two full and voluptuous figures that seemed to defy gravity, the person in this carving looked almost like a man!
Flat chest? A runway? Underage?
Several terms flashed through Xin Meng’s mind, leaving him utterly baffled. As a result, he took two more steps forward, and his mouth twitched.
Where is the resemblance to a man? It’s clearly a man…
From this carving onward, everything ahead was of such flat-chested individuals. The previous one, due to the pose, had their lower half obscured by legs, making it hard to tell, but from other more explicit poses, it was evident that it had to be a man!
With a lower appendage! A man!
Xin Meng covered his face, feeling like he was losing it.
For some reason, when it was a man and a woman, he could still endure the embarrassment to take a look, but now that it had turned into two men, he found he didn’t even need to pretend to be serious. He was overwhelmed with heat in his head, moving forward while completely avoiding eye contact!
Yet his peripheral vision honestly transmitted those jaw-dropping poses and patterns into his mind, and due to slight distortion, the figures in those patterns looked somewhat like him and someone else…
The more Xin Meng walked, the redder his earlobes became, even the back of his exposed hands turned pink.
“Heh…”
A vague, sigh-like laugh suddenly reached his ears. Xin Meng was startled and immediately stopped, looking around warily.
“Who! Come out!”
No one answered, and no one appeared.
The earlier light sigh seemed to have been an illusion. Xin Meng frowned, and the whimsical thoughts in his mind immediately dissipated.
It seemed danger had already arrived; he had to be cautious.
He no longer cared about what was carved on the walls, took out the dagger that You Yi had given him, and held it tightly in his hand. Unintentionally, he mimicked You Yi, moving forward silently like an elegant and alert leopard. Although this leopard was clearly a bit juvenile, and the hand holding the dagger wasn’t that steady, it still had a semblance of form, learning quite well.
The corridor soon reached its end, the darkness receding, revealing a real room before him.
The walls of the room were white, but the luxurious chandelier on the ceiling cast a hazy red light, giving everything in the room an ambiguous hue.
The structure of the room was very simple, with only a bed.
A huge bed that could almost accommodate ten people rolling on it at the same time.
The red silk bedspread had no unnecessary decorations, allowing the originally gaudy appearance to be broken by the simple and elegant solid color, making it look not tacky at all, but rather showcasing good taste.
Several red curtains of the same material hung down around the bed, and there was a faint sweet scent in the air.
There was not a single person.
However, Xin Meng furrowed his brows tightly. Upon seeing the situation inside, he suddenly felt a very ominous premonition, even having an impulse to turn around and run immediately!
But it was already too late. When he turned around, he was horrified to discover that a person had appeared at the entrance of the corridor behind him without him noticing!
The person was tall, wearing a loose black robe, the edges embroidered with gold thread. Under the light, it emitted a subdued sheen with their movements, just like the mask on their face.
Xin Meng’s gaze slowly moved to the person’s face. The individual wore a bizarre mask primarily black with golden edges. Although the mask was carved with eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, it was a complete face with no transparent areas, completely obscuring the eyes. Xin Meng had no idea how the masked person could see outside, but he could clearly feel a gaze coming from there, precisely fixated on him.
Danger!
Xin Meng’s instincts immediately set off alarms. He quickly distanced himself from the person while gripping the dagger, but in doing so, he had no choice but to step into the room behind him.
The person did not immediately rush over to grab him. Seeing him walk in, they slightly moved their body, taking long strides, leisurely following him into the room.
The moment they fully entered, the black entrance on the wall seemed to be twisted by an invisible hand, then completely vanished, leaving only the white wall behind, with not even a sliver of a gap to be found.
Xin Meng’s pupils dilated suddenly!
It’s over!
The retreat was blocked. Xin Meng felt anxious, seeing the person take a step forward, he couldn’t help but take a step back. Fortunately, he hadn’t lost his composure yet. Due to that strange premonition in his heart, he tried to keep his retreating path as far from the large bed in the middle as possible, not retreating into a corner. If he were truly cornered, he would have no way to escape.
However, this room had its boundaries. He soon felt his back pressed against the wall, while the other person’s footsteps never ceased, maintaining the same pace, walking towards him.
Xin Meng looked left and right, turned his feet, and immediately ran towards the other wall, once again increasing the distance between him and the strange person.
The strange person suddenly stopped, facing the place where he had originally been, standing still.
What’s… going on?
Xin Meng not only didn’t feel relieved, but that ominous premonition in his heart grew even stronger, his heart nearly jumping out of his throat!
Just as he was about to run further away, he suddenly noticed that the person had turned their head at some point, their cold black eyes on the mask were now directly staring at him!
Xin Meng was startled and immediately turned to run. However, almost simultaneously, he felt a pair of hands gripping his waist tightly, like an iron hoop, making it impossible for him to break free!
“Ah!” Xin Meng screamed, feeling a whirlwind as his body was thrown into the air, then with a thud, he landed in the middle of the large bed!
The highly elastic mattress cushioned the impact of the fall, and Xin Meng wasn’t injured, but he was thoroughly frightened. He watched as the person lightly lifted a leg, their leisurely pace somehow making it seem like they teleported, reaching the bedside in just two steps. He immediately crawled in the opposite direction, but the bed was too large, and he couldn’t crawl away quickly enough, allowing the man to block him on the other side!
He was trapped on the bed, and the room had long been sealed. Even if he hid on the bed, being caught was just a matter of time, unless…
Unless he killed this person!
Fortunately, he still held the dagger in his hand. Even after being thrown, he hadn’t let go, so at least he had a weapon. Xin Meng gritted his teeth, raised his arm, and actively charged at the strange person!
To ensure he had basic self-defense skills in the game, You Yi had earlier taught him some fundamental self-defense techniques and the correct way to use a dagger. Xin Meng learned diligently and seemed to have a talent for it. Although his strength wasn’t that great, he had grasped the techniques well and even received rare praise from You Yi.
But now, facing this faceless stranger, he felt as if he had returned to being powerless, as innocent as a child. All his attacks were effortlessly neutralized one by one, not even brushing against the hem of the other’s clothing. The person seemed to be toying with a disobedient pet, clearly capable of knocking him out with a single kick, yet deliberately refraining from doing so. This casual playfulness made Xin Meng furious, yet he had no way to counter it.
Too strong, he couldn’t win…
Xin Meng gritted his teeth, stopping his reckless attacks, unwilling to waste energy in vain. He glared, angrily saying, “Who are you! What do you want?!”
The person also withdrew their movements, standing quietly there. After a while, they raised their hand, and a stream of light slid from their fingers, forming glowing words in the air.
[Didn’t you want to pledge loyalty to me?]
Pledge loyalty…
“You are the Indulgent Demon General!” Xin Meng exclaimed in surprise.
The masked man nodded.
Xin Meng had a face like he had eaten something unpleasant, “I did indeed want to come and pledge loyalty, but you, you are doing what?”
The Indulgent Demon General moved his fingers, and the stream of light in the air changed, revealing new words.
[Satisfy my wishes, and you can join my camp.]
Xin Meng’s mouth twitched, and the ominous premonition grew stronger, “What… requirements?”
[Warm the bed.]
Xin Meng’s eyes widened in disbelief at what he had just heard! The veins on his forehead throbbed, and he couldn’t help but rub his forehead, trying to struggle for his life: “If it’s just warming the bed, that’s fine. Once I warm up the blankets, I’ll leave, and you can come in to sleep…”
The man was not angered by his deliberately twisted words but continued seriously to form words: [Not just warming the bed, but also,]
[Having sex.]
