Chapter 115: Chapter 113: Princess, you wouldn’t want to lose your authority, would you?
SCREECH—
In an instant, a cacophony of sounds pierced their very souls—like the clamor of a marketplace, the chewing of delicious food, and the seductive allure of inner desires—resounding throughout the banquet hall. The whispers in their ears frantically assaulted their brains and nerves, corroding reason, uncontrollably plunging them into madness.
"Since the dishes don’t suit your tastes, let’s serve the real feast!" the Clown Gentleman spoke coldly, a wide grin stretching across his face.
BOOM—
The ceiling cracked with web-like marks. Dancing Ladies in Demon Spider form descended from the sky, countless silk threads swaying slowly, while a dozen controlled female dancers performed a grotesque dance.
The expressions of the crowd changed. At first glance, they were deeply captivated by the Demon Spider Dancing Ladies; the desires lurking deep within their hearts rapidly blossomed, and a flood of negative emotions overwhelmed them. Lust, the urge to reproduce, the allure of beauty... They rushed forward in a frenzy, tumbling and crawling, eager to join the dance of ultimate pleasure, chasing their primal cravings.
Only one group of people remained unaffected, either by the Desire Mother Tree or because they hadn’t partaken in the banquet’s dinner. Their faces were numb.
Tired. Let it all be destroyed.
First the tailor, then the Bartender, then the chef. They had experienced despair and hope repeatedly, their emotions fluctuating wildly like a rollercoaster, leaving them physically and mentally exhausted.
"Have they gone mad?" Chu Yi observed the crowd, his own reaction calm.
After all, having devoured the abnormality and become part of the banquet, I’m naturally unaffected.
Yet, strangely, a scorching heat arose from his lower abdomen, burning fiercely. He instinctively used the [Prophecy of Time], but the future of this banquet was a blur, impossible to discern.
"Sir," a bland voice interjected just as Chu Yi was about to rush forward and claw one of the Dancing Ladies to death.
The Moon Princess’s thick eyelashes trembled slightly, like drifting snowflakes. Her cool, jade-like cheeks were tinged with a faint pink blush as she spoke calmly, "The target of this joyous banquet is me. They seek to strip me of my authority. Now that the banquet is nearing its end, we will face the most troublesome problem."
Chu Yi nodded. Does this mean she wants my help to solve her problem?
Realizing she was asking for his assistance, Eldest Master Chu’s gaze flickered. This is a perfect chance to kick someone when they’re down, to take advantage of their weakness...
"10,000 shares of Divinity," Chu Yi demanded exorbitantly, his voice cold.
"PFFT!"
At his words, the followers present, all loyal subordinates of the Moon Princess, looked up in shock, their faces filled with astonishment. As residents of the Eternal Night Realm and renowned as genius Beast Tamers of an Alien Race, they understood the critical importance of Divinity—it was the key to ascending to godhood! 10,000 shares of Divinity was an immense amount, enough to purchase a small Divine Kingdom!
This King of Black Robes is too despicable, taking advantage of the situation like this!
The Moon Princess remained silent for a moment, her silver hair fluttering, her cold silver eyes fixed on Chu Yi. "Ten shares of Divinity."
Chu Yi’s brows furrowed, then relaxed as he recalled his current identity.
As a powerful third party intervening in this confrontation, with a track record of enslaving an Evil God’s Favored, shouldn’t I aim to make a hefty profit? Would anyone truly believe the Moon Princess and I are allies?
Realizing this, Chu Yi instantly thought of his established goal. Continuously reaping Divinity... is this what it meant?
Suddenly, his mind cleared, a sense of profound understanding washing over him, like clouds parting to reveal the sun.
My purpose in attending this trade fair was to acquire benefits. The fate of the creatures on this land is none of my concern.
However, This princess is still too naïve.
A smirk touched Chu Yi’s lips. In a deep, teasing voice, he said, "Princess, you don’t really believe I’m your ally, do you?"
As he spoke, the expressions of those nearby changed abruptly, their thoughts growing complicated.
Princess Gu Guan was stunned. So that was the kind of relationship Big Brother has with the Moon Princess!
Even the Clown Gentleman cast a surprised glance, a hint of confusion in his eyes, which was quickly followed by a sigh of relief. So they weren’t actually allies!
Thinking this, the Clown Gentleman looked at Chu Yi, his feelings somewhat conflicted. He both loathed the disruption of his banquet and was gleeful that Chu Yi hadn’t allied with the Moon Princess. Now, everything was negotiable. After all, the pressure exerted by the King of Black Robes was immense.
You’re a taboo existence! Shouldn’t you be on the same side as me?
"Ten shares of Divinity," the Moon Princess repeated, her stance unyielding, her pink lips set firmly.
Chu Yi sneered. I, on the other hand, would like to see just how tightly sealed her little mouth is. She’d better hope I can’t pry it open.
"Princess, you wouldn’t want your territory to be torn apart and invaded by bizarre abnormalities, would you?"
"You also wouldn’t want to suffer attacks from multiple factions, ambushed from behind by a taboo-level powerhouse, would you?"
"And you certainly wouldn’t want your Moon Authority to be easily snatched away by outsiders, leaving you cast into the dust, would you?"
This series of three teasing questions, delivered with the twisted humor of a taboo-level powerhouse, was a direct challenge to the Moon Princess. To any outsider, the King of Black Robes was openly displaying his malice and extorting her.
Ultimately, the Moon Princess stared intently at Chu Yi, her silver eyes like the lone, cold moon. She handed over twenty shares of Divinity. This Divinity took the form of colorful little moons, each thumb-sized, which Chu Yi collected into his kitchen.
Simply by talking, he had acquired so much Divinity. This greatly boosted Chu Yi’s confidence. As for whether the Moon Princess would seek revenge, Chu Yi believed she wouldn’t even entertain the thought.
After all, the King of Black Robes is just a persona. If it’s compromised, I’ll just switch to another one. No big deal.
BOOM—
His black robe swayed, simulating the Authority of Flesh and Blood. Bloated tentacles couldn’t help but writhe out from beneath it, releasing a suffocating pressure.
Under the wary, reverent, and awe-filled gazes of the crowd, Chu Yi ignored the maddening dance. He stood before the visibly pleased Clown Gentleman and teased, "Clown, you wouldn’t want your banquet to be destroyed, right?"
Upon hearing this, the Clown Gentleman, who had been enjoying the spectacle, immediately wiped the smile from his face. As is well known, a smile never truly disappears; it merely transfers from one person’s face to another’s. Coincidentally, the crowd now seemed to wear the clown’s smile, feeling a strange sense of satisfaction as they watched the King of Black Robes extort the master of this bizarre banquet.
"Sir, you are going too far!" The Clown Gentleman trembled with anger, drenched in a cold sweat despite the heat, his hands and feet icy. What on earth does this King of Black Robes mean? Whose side is he on? Ruining the banquet wasn’t enough, and now he dares to intimidate and threaten me! This taboo-level powerhouse is utterly shameless! I’ve really had my eyes opened today! It’s the first time I’ve encountered such an unreasonable and shameless taboo entity, one who enjoys stooping so low to maliciously ruin the fruits of others’ labor. Unprecedented!
However, he was the High Priest of the Joyful Sect, the chosen of the God of Joy and the Desire Mother Goddess. He was second only to That One, standing above tens of thousands. How could he possibly surrender? I don’t want to become the laughingstock of this crowd.
Suddenly, the Clown Gentleman snorted coldly. He casually tossed out a few pulsating eyeballs and said calmly, "Sir, here are ten shares of Divinity. Please take them."
He was quite amenable. It’s not that I fear this King of Black Robes. However, to maintain the integrity of the banquet, it would be best if this bug-abusing taboo presence would just roll far away. Seeing him is infuriating!