Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 485: The Second Comming

Chapter 485: The Second Comming

Nights and Days had come and gone, slipping away like a summer's breeze.

It hadn't been that long, probably a week? Maybe two, but I had broken through so many times I had lost count. Lilith never showed, probably lost in her world, but that didn't deter my comfort.

Yu Lan was the one taking care of me while I relaxed. My body had been cooking since I killed all the empyreans and heavenly lords.

"You're still sweating. How long is this supposed to take?" Yu Lan bitterly mourned.

Resting comfortably on a mountain of fluffy pillows, I could not be bothered to respond. Having an enchanting woman take care of me once more is the dream.

"You know your daughter was watching my wife and I a few nights ago? she was peaking through the door for quite a while." I teased, unable to help myself.

Shuttering where she stood, Little Lan turned red hot in an instant.

"Seems you all never had The Talk with her. You Know Lan; I am more than willing to 'teach' your daughter." I silently explained, truly wondering Lilith's response; she did hate Yu Jing. But booty is booty.

"i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i" stuttering like a broken record, I chuckled at the red glow turning brighter. I could practically see the steam pouring from her head.

"Do not worry, Lan. I will make sure you do not raise a pervert. Watching an intimate moment with my wife and me is not acceptable unless one joins. I will teach her--"

"NOOO!" Mama bear howled with a hint of passion from her white-hot stare.

The palms of Yu Lans hands were burning up as she pulled me up to her face. I could practically feel our nose touch as her hot voice tugged at my heart. "Stay away from her."

"Why?" I played along, very much enjoyed the heat burning within the mama bear before me.

Biting her lips, Yu Lan pushed me back onto the bed as I laughed, rising to my feet. She backed away, a few steps staring at me with a bit of confusion.

"you know, it's not betrayal, right?" I wickedly explained, "He is dead, and you are a person. Like anything in this world. You are bound to feel a bit frustrated after such a long time."

I was finding myself soaring with energy from playing with the heart of my little queen. Taking the chance, I peered at the surface of Yu Lan's confused heart.

There was confusion, guilt, lust, and greed, as she stared at me with misty eyes. Her heart was beating hard, so hard I could practically feel it pounding against her chest.

She hid it well, but her legs were filled with qi, as not to fall. To say Yu Lan was a weak woman was a lie; she was just frustrated. Cultivators are men and women who feel things a thousand if not a million times more than the average human.

Shaking my head at her silence, I slipped back into my tunic, letting her pounder over her next decision in silence. It was for the best; with a confused heart like so, Yu Lan would only hinder herself.

Wiping the sweat from my brow, I left. I didn't really understand what my body was doing, as my cultivation had stopped growing in qi, but my power itself was still rising.

I was at the peak of False God, but the amount of power I held did not make sense for one such as me, or maybe it did. But the one thing I understood was that if I fought a god, I was dead. It would not be a battle but rather a slaughter.

I was sure devils and demons could bypass realms, but that was only presuming one was a god. As I stand now, I am dead before a Star-Lord.

Making my way towards the palace exit, I gradually frowned, noticing a few eyes upon me. It was subtle, but the various maids gave me very strange stares. Even some of the knights were staring.

Sealing the wave of endless pleasure given to me by these souls, I narrowed my gaze but did not pick up my pace.

'Yu Lan, something strange is going on here.' I voiced into the darkness, allowing the words to echo right beside Yu Lan, still in her room. 'Don't show, but do be on guard. It seems like--"

"You there! What is your name!" An oddly familiar voice shouted, approaching me with a stern expression.

Not showing surprise, I frowned, staring at Richter staring back at me. "Can I help you?"

"Your name," He emphasized, measuring me with this sharp sword-like brow.

"Stranger danger, I do not know you," I uttered flatly, walking past my dear brother, that seemed smaller than ever before.

"You there, knight, what is that man's name? And where is Yu Lan!" Richter demanded to know, "I have been waiting over a week! What the hell is the hold-up? My Master is growing impatient."

Scrunching my brow, I sneered, "He will not say, but why is it you wish to know Lan-Lan. She is quite busy." I replied for the knight, enjoying making problems for Yu Lan. However, I did quite like her new nickname.

Ritcher, a little deterred jaw dropped. While the patroling knight walked away in silence, knowing his place.

Arching my lips, I beckoned, "follow me; I will show you to Lan-Lan."

Following behind me, I took the long route, within the maze-like Palace, while I sent Yu Lan a message as to make herself decent for a guest.

Showing him to Lan's bed-chamber, I chuckled, walking in without a knock. Finding the puzzled-hearted woman just about to open the door, my lips deepened.

"Lan Lan, this is Richter. Apparently, he wishes to see you, and none of the knights have yet to put a blade through his neck, so I assume he is important. "

The queen shook, her eyes growing a bit misty and her cheeks flushing with a bit of heat. She shook her head, lowering it as to hide the blushing expression.

"I-I I know him. He is the Celestrial Kings, disiple." Lan stated, astonishing me. What the hell type of blood do we have? Father and mother really lucked out.

"Oh, I see. He doesn't carry himself like a Young Lord, though. Quite sad," I taunted, shaking my head, "Mind if I listen in?"

"I would very--"

"You may," Yu Lan uttered confidently, cutting Richter off before he could finish his sentence.

Turning to the dark expression of my dear brother, my mocking smile only added fuel to the fire as he glared. "Who the hell is this man?"

"The Second Comming,"