Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

"Pre-arranged?" Ye Ge asked curiously, "Is that even possible?"

Yan Ji replied softly, "Yes, there have always been some unwritten rules within the Light Alliance."

"For the top 30 races among all races, if they really want some very important resource territories, they must bring rare and precious offerings to the Temple of All Races to show their sincerity and offer sacrifices to the gods in order to obtain their consent."

"If the gods acknowledge the sincerity of this race and agree to their request, then other races will choose not to fight when competing for this resource, or simply send a warrior to go through the motions."

"As for the races ranked 30th and below, they are probably no match for them anyway, and the Five Elements Gods will also favor the races recognized by the temple in terms of rules. So, the races recognized by the temple will most likely get the resource lands they want."

After listening, Ye Ge smiled and said, "Simply put, if you want to obtain important resources, you have to spend money to pay tribute to the Temple of Gods, right?"

"Yes," Yan Ji said solemnly, "but your appearance has undoubtedly broken this rule. The cake that had already been distributed was suddenly snatched away by someone who was not part of the plan. This has undoubtedly affected everyone's interests."

“I understand.” Ye Ge took a deep breath. “Thank you for telling me all this.”

"..." Yan Ji remained silent.

This is the first time someone has thanked her, and it feels a little strange...

"Don't misunderstand." Yan Ji revealed her original cold expression again: "I'm telling you this only because you haven't finished paying back what you owe me."

“Yes, I know.” Ye Ge nodded seriously. “Don’t worry, of course I won’t misunderstand.”

"..."

Yan Ji bit her lip.

She got up and got out of bed.

She raised her hand and gathered a ball of demonic flame in it. The flame slowly floated into the air and then exploded with a "whoosh." The black and red demonic flame flowed all over her body and eventually turned into her clothes.

She quickly dressed herself and transformed back into the Flame Demon Lord of the Demon Clan. Her beautiful, cold, and domineering face, like a black rose, reappeared on her face, as if the gentle and docile woman from before had never existed.

"Are you leaving?" Ye Ge asked, looking at her.

"Otherwise what?" Yan Ji glanced at him.

"Tsk, you demons are so heartless, you always use them and then leave."

"..."

Yan Ji turned around and gave him a light glare.

I was just thanking her, and now she's acting like she's heartless?

So be heartless! You ungrateful bastard!

"You wait."

Ye Ge suddenly walked over at that moment.

Before Yan Ji could react to what he was about to do, Ye Ge had already approached her, and the distance was obviously too close; in an instant, his breath was even blowing on her face.

Yan Ji's heart skipped a beat.

Although she had just experienced a few terrible hours... for some reason, Ye Ge's sudden move to get closer still made her heart race.

He wouldn't still want to...

Yan Ji remained outwardly calm, but her heart secretly raced even faster.

If he still wants to come, should I refuse him?

But it's about time we headed back, otherwise someone from the demon realm might find out...

Moreover, since she has been in control from the very beginning, she must continue to be in control in the future!

She's a high-ranking, supreme demon lord! She should be able to violently grab him when needed and ruthlessly kick him aside when not. Unless she agrees, this guy absolutely cannot touch her; she can't let him think he can control her...

...But what if he begs and pleads?

"..."

Yan Ji's mind raced, but her face remained expressionless as she glanced at him coldly: "What are you doing?"

Yege raised her hand and gently brushed Yanji's hair aside.

Yan Ji frowned slightly, about to raise her hand to slap his hand away.

"Don't move," Ye Ge suddenly said.

And he looked very serious.

Yan Ji opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to ask something: "Um..."

She stared wide-eyed.

This demon lord hasn't even agreed yet! You audacious fool...

The bold...

of......

"..."

"..."

After a while, the two parted ways.

Yan Ji was still in a daze, her face flushed, her head down, like a young woman experiencing her first love.

This audacious and overbearing guy actually kissed her without her consent...

I need to kick him down and teach him a lesson, so he'll know that from now on, only she can take the initiative...

"Alright," Ye Ge said leisurely, "The magical love poison that you suffered from the backlash of the Soul-Devouring Incense has now been cured."

Yan Ji was stunned for a moment when she heard this.

She immediately circulated her magic to check her physical condition.

It really is true?

Yan Ji asked blankly, "Isn't the Soul-Devouring Incense supposed to be a magical poison that can never be cured, and that even the caster is helpless against?"

Ye Ge smiled slightly.

Even so, it is still the poison of the demon spirit.

Night Song can now even break the dark curse that binds the soul, let alone the demonic poison of a mere succubus.

"In short, you won't be bothered by this thing anymore."

Ye Ge walked to the side, picked up a glass of water from the table and took a few sips: "How about it, aren't you very grateful to me?"

"Although you deserved to be poisoned before... I never owe anyone favors. You helped me this time, so I definitely have to thank you. In short, we're even now."

"..."

Yan Ji remained silent for a long time, then looked at him and asked, "Was that kiss you just gave me for this?"

"if not?"

"..."

Ye Ge looked puzzled.

Why does this demon girl's expression seem so strange?

Could it be that she's unhappy now that the demonic poison has been neutralized?

Yan Ji walked towards him expressionlessly.

Ye Ge originally thought that this woman wanted to give him a hug to thank him.

Unexpectedly, she came up and violently pushed him to the ground.

"boom!"

He fell back onto the floor with a dull thud.

Night Song: "???"

Before he could react, Yan Ji had already stepped on his chest, preventing him from moving.

"..." Night Song: "...Holy crap, what are you doing?"

Yan Ji looked down at him, her cold and beautiful face indifferent and disdainful: "You'd better not get it wrong, 'even if we're even' isn't wrong of you! Don't forget, you still owe me!"