Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 1379: 1338: Leaving the Demon Suppression Pagoda

Chapter 1379: Chapter 1338: Leaving the Demon Suppression Pagoda

Staring at Xiu Niang’s partially exposed chest and her long, beautiful legs, Lu Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, “Have you thought it through? After tonight, you won’t be able to escape. If someday I find out you’ve put a green hat on me, I’ll shatter your mortal body.”

“Would you bear to do that?”

“Not really, so you’d best not try.”

“That depends on whether you can satisfy me. If you don’t meet my needs and still forbid me from having a little fun on the side, wouldn’t that be condemning me to a lonely, empty boudoir?”

Lu Chuan stepped forward, gently pinched Xiu Niang’s ankle, and then scooped her into his arms, grinning. “Don’t talk too big—you might not even be able to handle it.”

“Shall we find out?”

“Let’s find out.”

…

As it turned out, Lu Chuan was slightly stronger.

An all-night battle ensued. The two took turns attacking and retreating in this game of give and take. In the end, Xiu Niang miscalculated her move and was utterly defeated by Lu Chuan.

Content and satisfied, Xiu Niang lay sprawled in Lu Chuan’s embrace, her fingers absently twirling through his hair.

“Now I understand why you have so many women.”

“It’s because of my special physique—nothing I can do about it. Let me tell you, it’s just that…”

Lu Chuan was speaking when he suddenly felt his Divine Sense forcefully yanked from his physical body. After a burst of excruciating pain, his consciousness regained clarity, only to find himself within the Demon Suppression Pagoda.

Seeing this, Lu Chuan’s eyes lit up, and he smiled. “Tower Spirit, so you’ve awakened? How’s your strength now? Has the second layer of the Demon Suppression Pagoda been opened?”

“I have, to a degree. My strength has recovered by about twenty percent. As for the second layer, while it’s technically open now, I’d recommend waiting until you’re at the Sixth Realm of Nascent Soul before attempting to enter.”

“Why?”

“Because with the current strength of your Divine Sense, if you force your way in, you might end up obliterated—reduced to ash, with your soul perishing.”

Hearing this, Lu Chuan shrank his neck slightly and asked, confused, “Who exactly is locked inside that’s so terrifying?”

“You’ll understand when you meet them yourself. Besides, the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint wants to see you.”

“It’s probably about that promise I made earlier. Very well, I’ll go take a look. Oh, and one more thing.”

Lu Chuan exhaled deeply and said with a hint of frustration, “Lately, I’ve been experiencing frequent dizziness. At its worst, I even lose consciousness for a brief time. Do you know what’s causing this?”

“Have you really not noticed that your Primal Chaos Indestructible Body is already on the verge of ascending to the next level?”

Hearing this, Lu Chuan suddenly understood.

Perhaps he’d simply grown too accustomed to the existence of the Primal Chaos Indestructible Body. Until now, he hadn’t even considered it. It wasn’t until the Tower Spirit pointed it out that he realized what was happening.

Only…

“It’s evolving this quickly? I just underwent a transformation not long ago, and the circumstances back then were completely different.”

“Well, during your time in Luo City, you unconsciously siphoned off a portion of the Ye Family’s destiny, which accelerated the evolution of your Primal Chaos Indestructible Body. Coupled with your True Dragon Destiny, this progression isn’t exactly surprising.”

“I see, that’s a relief. I was worried I’d been unknowingly poisoned by some Gu Poison or something. But hearing this from you reassures me.”

“For the time being, this might occur more frequently, but don’t worry. Each time, your body is continuously refining and strengthening itself. I’d say within two months at most, there’ll be a qualitative breakthrough.”

With the Tower Spirit’s reassurance, Lu Chuan finally sighed in relief. After inquiring further about the Tower Spirit’s own situation, he entered the first layer of the Demon Suppression Pagoda.

Under the influence of the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint, the self-contained space within the first layer of the Demon Suppression Pagoda had grown increasingly close to reality. Simply standing there, Lu Chuan could feel an overwhelming sense of desolation.

The Nine Spirits Primordial Saint still sat atop his throne, quietly observing Lu Chuan.

“Human, you’ve arrived.”

“During this period, the Tower Spirit was in slumber, so I couldn’t get in touch with you, senior. I swear I wasn’t deliberately avoiding my responsibilities!”

“I know. I’m not blaming you. But the matter you promised me—how’s it coming along?”

“If you wish, senior, you can temporarily use a physical vessel to step outside anytime you desire. However, it’s still limited to a day—no negotiations on that.”

“That’s fine. One day is plenty. I can already feel it—you’re currently in the Eastern Ocean. This place seems like a perfect spot to vent some frustrations. Let’s do it now.”

Lu Chuan nodded and said firmly, “In that case, I’ll inform the Tower Spirit to allow your soul to temporarily leave the Demon Suppression Pagoda. As for what you do, I won’t interfere.”

“Even if it’s a slaughter?”

“That’s beyond my jurisdiction. Tower Spirit has the final say in this matter. Of course, feel free to wreak havoc, but will the Tower Spirit permit it?

Consider this—if you really go on a rampage, the next few millennia or even tens of thousands of years may become unbearably miserable for you. From your perspective, it’d be better not to.”

The Nine Spirits Primordial Saint snorted coldly, clearly dissatisfied with the Tower Spirit.

But there wasn’t much he could do about it. His Primordial Spirit remained firmly suppressed within the Pagoda, leaving him powerless against the Tower Spirit’s control.

“Fine, go ahead and prepare. By the way, I can sense another presence awakening within the Demon Suppression Pagoda. Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Lu Chuan—that one is far trickier to deal with than I am. Don’t let yourself be deceived by their lies, or you might end up with your soul scattered.”

“Noted. Thank you for the warning, senior.”

First the Tower Spirit, and now the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint—both their cautious advice only piqued Lu Chuan’s curiosity further.

What kind of entity could make them both so apprehensive? What abilities could this being, suppressed within the Pagoda, possibly wield?

Until his strength was sufficient, Lu Chuan wasn’t about to gamble his life.

His Divine Sense returned to his physical body, and Lu Chuan abruptly opened his eyes, gasping for air. Seeing him finally awake, the previously frightened Xiu Niang let out a sigh of relief.

“You scared me to death! You were talking, and then suddenly there was no sign of life!”

Looking at Xiu Niang’s reddened, tear-streaked eyes, Lu Chuan suddenly chuckled.

“Were you crying?”

“Who’d cry for you?! If you died, I’d be even happier!”

“Don’t worry, I won’t die anytime soon. I just encountered an unexpected situation, but it’s all sorted now.”

Lu Chuan struggled to sit up and lightly patted Xiu Niang’s bottom, signaling her to get up as well.

“W-What are you going to do?”

“Take a bath and handle a few matters. Want to join me?”

“Not interested. Get lost—I’m sick of looking at you!”

Xiu Niang glanced at Lu Chuan, yanked the blanket to wrap herself tightly, and turned her back on him, lying down.

This bastard almost scared her to death!

One moment he was full of life, and the next, it was as if his soul had been annihilated in an instant. She’d tried everything she could think of to wake him, but nothing worked. And then this jerk, the moment he opened his eyes, decided to leave, completely oblivious to her concerns. A total scoundrel!