The Villainess Cannot Escape — Five Beast Husbands Chase Her Madly-Chapter 122: The Cultivation Pose Is Off

"Darling, I just made this. Drink it while it’s warm."

Louis held the cup of milk and gently offered it to Alita.

"Stop it. I’m not a little cub anymore. Why do I still have to drink Star Dew Milk every night?"

Alita leaned back on a sapphire-blue chaise, her long, cat-like tail twitching back and forth in irritation.

"The doctor said this is a special formula to help my little princess stabilize her power."

Louis knelt on the chaise, his long fingers grazing her flushed cheek. His voice was cloyingly sweet:

"You used your bloodline power today. If you don’t drink this, you’ll have to stay in the Treatment Chamber for a few more days."

Alita wrinkled her nose and reluctantly took the cup. "You always use the Treatment Chamber to scare me."

Muttering, she tilted her head back and drained the cup.

In less than a minute, her lively cat-like eyes hazed over, and her body went limp, slumping into Louis’s arms.

"Good girl, darling!"

Louis carried her to the medical room and gently placed her inside the Treatment Chamber.

He leaned down to kiss Alita’s smooth forehead and whispered in her ear, "Sleep well. Wait for me to come back."

He closed the Treatment Chamber and adjusted all the monitors.

Louis threw on a black robe and an Evil Ghost Mask, then left Alita Palace for the Rebel Army’s secret base.

"Lord Li, you’ve finally arrived."

The Communication Beast scurried up to him excitedly. "The Royal Cabinet just finalized the itinerary. Su An’an will lead a team to the Mad Beast Institute in three days."

"Excellent."

Louis poured a Bloody Mary, sipping it as he reviewed the Rebel Army’s plans.

The meticulously planned hunt was finally about to begin.

...

In the rooftop pool of Moonlight Palace, stars twinkled and a gentle breeze blew. Bashful roses hid along the flower-covered walls.

Lan Cangming leaned against the ornate edge of the pool, his ice-white skin nearly transparent in the moonlight.

His damp, long blue hair fell casually over his shoulders. A few strands stuck to his chiseled jawline, making his face look all the more incomparably exquisite.

His silver-blue fishtail swished gracefully in the water, creating dreamlike ripples.

Su An’an walked over, bathed in moonlight. Her light yellow one-piece swimsuit outlined her slender curves.

Her fair skin glowed like a pearl in the moonlight, and her jet-black hair was tied in a high ponytail, giving her a light and charming look.

She slipped into the water and swam over to Lan Cangming, asking, "Do you have any tricks for practicing the second move?"

"Just follow my rhythm."

Lan Cangming looked at Su An’an’s charming face. Her sweet, creamy pheromones reminded him of a Snow Lady.

A soft, snow-white, chewy skin that, when bitten, revealed a sweet, soft filling—just like Su An’an.

"The Treasure Manual says that for the Intermediate Realm, you have to be able to swim freely in the deep sea. Are we just going to dive down and do a couple of laps?"

Su An’an blinked her wet eyes, completely unaware that her soaked black hair was clinging to her fair collarbones, like a sprinkle of powdered sugar on a Snow Lady.

"No. We have to clear an obstacle course."

Lan Cangming felt a sudden clench in his abdomen. He quickly averted his gaze from Su An’an and opened his smart-brain interface.

The enormous pool was suddenly illuminated by countless red lights.

Circular, serpentine, and spiral tracks of light intertwined like chains, forming all sorts of obstacles.

"That looks really hard."

Su An’an bit her lower lip, not very confident she could pass through these complicated paths.

"Don’t worry. Mermaid Clan children can complete this by age seven."

Lan Cangming reached out and wrapped an arm around her waist, consoling her.

"I’ll guide you through it."

"How will you guide me?"

Su An’an looked up, confused.

Lan Cangming didn’t answer, instead pulling up a video.

The video showed the deep sea, where a strong, black-tailed male mermaid was swimming freely with a little mermaid cub held in his arms.

"Okay, let’s do it that way."

Su An’an nodded quickly. She wouldn’t be scared if they swam like that.

"Hold on tight."

Lan Cangming suddenly tightened his arms, pulling Su An’an’s entire body against his, so close he could clearly feel her heartbeat.

Su An’an obediently wrapped her arms around his neck. Her fair arms brushed against his burning hot ear fins, and her waist and stomach were pressed tightly against his fishtail.

’Hmm, something feels a little off...’

Just as she was about to look down, Lan Cangming lifted her by the thighs and repositioned her onto his abs.

Su An’an instinctively gripped his sturdy shoulders.

The pool water rippled, reflecting their intertwined figures.

Your Highness, please take it easy. If you feel uncomfortable, you must say so right away!

Little Pink could already tell that Lan Cangming was starting to lose control.

’But as long as my own Highness isn’t the one getting hurt,’

’I’m not about to say anything!’

Got it.

Su An’an replied nonchalantly, her blue tentacles playfully poking Lan Cangming’s tense forehead.

She squeezed his silver-blue fishtail tightly with her legs, her sweet, creamy fragrance washing over them.

"Let’s go! Let’s try to pass in one go."

"Okay!"

Lan Cangming held Su An’an tight, and with a powerful flick of his silver-blue fishtail, they plunged into the dark blue depths.

Su An’an clung to the mermaid like an octopus.

Her blue tentacles swayed, allowing her to breathe underwater in place of her lungs.

Lan Cangming tightened his arm around Su An’an’s waist, and they passed smoothly through the first obstacle.

The second was a spiral that required him to spin continuously upward.

His silver-blue fishtail cut through the water like a blade. Each swing created an undercurrent, but it only served to press the soft body in his arms even closer.

Su An’an was wrapped around him like a vine. Her swaying blue tentacles brushed against his flushed ear fins, tickling his heart like a feather.

Lan Cangming forced himself to focus on the red spiral ahead.

But whenever Su An’an unconsciously tightened her limbs against the force of the current, the blood beneath his scales began to boil.

On their first attempt, his tail fin hit the spiral wall of light, and they failed.

By the time the failure alarm sounded for the eighth time...

Lan Cangming burst out of the water. Droplets slid down his handsome, ice-white face and dripped into the hollows of his collarbones.

His transparent ear fins were so red they looked ready to bleed, and his scales glowed with an unnatural crimson hue in the moonlight.

"Are you sure this is just basic training for mermaid cubs?"

Su An’an was sprawled by the side of the pool, her wet hair stuck to her cheeks. She lay on the edge, tired as a dog.

"I feel like I was wrestling a Violent Dragon!"

Lan Cangming lowered his eyes to his fishtail, which was trembling slightly from his lack of control. The soft, warm scent of Su An’an still lingered on his chest and abdomen.

"Sorry."

He looked down, abashed, his voice as hoarse as if he had swallowed crushed ice.

Your Highness, your posture is all wrong. You’re wrapped around each other tighter than symbiotic seaweed.

Little Pink waved its tentacles, unable to resist complaining:

Just look! All that rubbing and grinding along the way... Big Fish’s tail is about to create sparks! It could set the whole pool on fire!

Su An’an’s eyes widened. Belatedly, she looked at Lan Cangming’s fishtail.

The once sleek, silver-blue fishtail was now glowing an odd crimson and seemed to have swelled up quite a bit.

The fact that he’s managed to hold back this long without blowing up the pool is a testament to his bloodline’s self-control!

Little Pink made a show of beating its chest and stamping its feet, tears streaming down.

This "Suffering for Love Treasure Manual" is basically a torture guide!

The first move got your lips kissed until they were like bruised cherries.

The second move turned Big Fish into a walking powder keg!

I suggest we immediately arrange for three shots of "Libido Suppressant" for Big Fish.

Otherwise, if you keep practicing, I’m afraid we’re going to witness a deep-sea volcanic eruption.