Chapter 111

Watching her own shameless and disgraceful behavior in the projection, Dantai Yuruo, who had just begun to calm down, felt her cheeks burn crimson again, her heart overwhelmed with humiliation and fury!

When… when had he recorded this?!

“Aahh! Turn it off! Stop it right now!”

Dantai Yuruo could hardly believe her eyes.

She had expected her expression to be one of misery and suffering.

But this… this woman with a face flushed with desire, looking as if she could devour the heavens and earth—was that really her?!

Fake!

All of it was fake!

Dantai Yuruo snapped. Forgetting that her chest was still exposed, she lunged forward with both hands.

Ning Chen didn’t resist.

She snatched the memory stone from him and smashed it violently against the ground.

CRACK!

The glass-like material shattered into pieces.

The projection instantly cut off.

“Hah…” Dantai Yuruo exhaled in relief, as if destroying the stone could erase her past actions.

But then—

Ning Chen, as if performing a magic trick, leisurely pulled out another memory stone, resuming the projection seamlessly.

A faint smirk curled at his lips.

“Go ahead, break it. I have plenty more.”

The memory stones were real, but the footage was fake—recorded using his system.

She could never smash them all.

Dantai Yuruo quickly realized this.

Her fists clenched, her face burning red, yet she forced a cold, composed expression.

She turned her head away, refusing to look at the humiliating images.

“What… do you want?!” she hissed through gritted teeth, covering her heaving chest again.

“Nothing much.” Ning Chen tilted his head, his gaze sweeping over every inch of the beauty before him.

His tone remained indifferent.

“Just testing a theory.”

He raised his hand, crooking a finger as if summoning a dog.

“Come here.”

Dantai Yuruo’s face twisted in anger. Even if he was a senior, this was beyond insulting!

Her body trembled slightly, but she refused to move.

Her eyes blazed as she glared at him.

“A noble may be killed, but never humiliated!”

“No matter what, I am still the Imperial Noble Consort of the Great Xia Dynasty!”

“To disgrace me is to disgrace the entire royal family!”

“Even if the Green Lotus Sect is strong now, can it truly stand against an entire dynasty?”

She lifted her chin, a trace of arrogance finally surfacing.

“Hard to say.” Ning Chen responded flatly.

The Nascent Soul cultivators he had elevated—were any of them ordinary?

Their foundations far surpassed those of their peers.

Even the weakest among them, Xu Qingyao, could effortlessly handle three or four opponents of the same level.

As for Liu Ruyan and Ji Zhiqing? They were even more formidable.

The Great Xia Dynasty?

At this point, even if they exhausted all their resources, they might not be able to crush the Green Lotus Sect—though the sect would still suffer heavy losses.

But given a few more decades, the so-called dynasty might not even be worth mentioning.

Still, Ning Chen had no intention of a direct confrontation.

Why fight when he held the ultimate leverage?

His lips curved into a more playful smile.

Then, he delivered the classic line, drifting across the seas of time:

“Your Highness, surely you wouldn’t want your precious daughter to see this recording, would you?”

Dantai Yuruo’s face turned ashen. Trembling with rage, she spat, “You wouldn’t dare!”

Ning Chen tossed the memory stone in his hand, the projection shaking wildly. Unfazed, he added,

“How amusing. Let me rephrase.”

His grin widened.

“Your Highness, surely you wouldn’t want this recording to be seen by the entire Great Xia Dynasty, would you?”

“When faced with a scandal, do you think the royal family would cover it up… or simply eliminate the source?”

His words struck like daggers.

Dantai Yuruo’s face paled instantly.

He was right.

To protect the dynasty’s reputation, even an emperor had been deposed before.

What chance did a mere consort have?

Her fate was entirely in his hands.

Her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the bed, her forced arrogance shattered.

Every part of her existence was now under his control.

Even if she died, this recording would ensure her name was forever tarnished.

And what of A’Yao’s future?

Tears streamed down her flawless cheeks as she shook her head, her lips trembling.

“Please… don’t do this!”

“Senior, I—I was wrong! I was blind and foolish to offend you!”

Gone was the haughty “this consort.” Now, she was utterly submissive.

“Tch.” Ning Chen leaned back, clicking his tongue. “I preferred you when you were defiant.”

Dantai Yuruo wasn’t foolish enough to take those words at face value.

Staring at the hand that had summoned her like a dog, she took a deep breath and crawled forward on her knees.

“This lowly woman… apologizes to Senior.”

She kowtowed deeply—

Only for her head to bump directly into the “Indomitable Iron Pillar.”

Ning Chen: “???”

Well.

That’s one way to apologize.

You’re a damn genius!

And honestly…

Ning Chen pressed his lips together, critically evaluating her technique.

She was surprisingly skilled—far more than Yu Hua or Duanmu Yao, at least.

Only Xu Qingyao and Li Yiya could surpass her in this regard.

And her status as an imperial consort?

That added an extra layer of… excitement.

But no matter how unruly his little brother became, Ning Chen’s mind remained a fortress of Sigma Male resolve.

His head might struggle to control his lower half, but the reverse would never be true.

Expressionless, he grabbed her disheveled hair and yanked her up, severing the connection.

Pop

“Want to atone?”

He glanced at the sticky strands between her lips and couldn’t help but twitch his mouth.

She really was giving it her all.

The scalp-pulling was uncomfortable, but Dantai Yuruo, a peak Late-Stage Nascent Soul cultivator, dared not complain.

Gulping, she mustered her courage.

“Y-Yes… As long as Senior doesn’t release the recording, I… I’ll do anything!”

“Good.”

Ning Chen smiled.

“You can atone. But you’ll have to… switch mouths for this next part.”

His lower half was fine with the current arrangement.

But his upper half demanded more.

……