WHAT! I Have To Kill Heaven's Son To Live!-Chapter 140: Yi Ran’s Weird Desire!

Yi Ran fought against the strange heat blooming within her, forcing it down as she gritted her teeth, defiance burning in her eyes.

"D-Don't you dare touch... my back," she hissed, her voice sharp despite the tremble beneath it.

"Tsk! So stubborn," the man muttered, a flicker of amusement in his tone.

Then—suddenly—

Smack!

The sharp sting of the man's palm against her peach-like butt echoed through the vast room, the impact sending a subtle ripple through her body as it bounced from the force.

"Ah—!" Yi Ran gasped again, eyes wide.

"Oh? Reacting already?" he chuckled. "You're more sensitive than I expected."

"N-No... don't do it," she breathed, squirming beneath his gaze. "My body... it's starting to feel strange...!"

Smack!

Another slap—and once more, that bewildering jolt. Not just pain, but something else.

Something strange... almost pleasurable.

Her legs trembled, her breath hitched. Thoughts blurred into a hazy fog of heat and confusion.

"Look at you," the man murmured, amusement curling in his voice. "You're already enjoying it."

"No... stop... I—ahh...!"

Smack!

Another one—sharp, deliberate.

She tried to protest, but the words dissolved into soft, breathless moans, betraying her body's reaction.

"Should I add a bit of Spiritual Energy to my hand—just to increase the force?" he asked, mischief glinting in his eyes as he leaned in.

"No—please... don't," she whispered, her gaze locked on his, the quiet plea barely escaping her lips.

"Say my name... and beg me to stop," he murmured, his grip tightening in her hair, pulling her closer.

His breath brushed against her skin—warm and deliberate.

"Ugh... no... ahh... Xue Taiyang, I beg of you.... please... stop... I—" she gasped, voice trembling, her eyes locking onto his left hand, now flickering with Spiritual Qi.

There was fear in her gaze... and something else.

A flicker of anticipation she couldn't quite suppress.

"But with eyes that expectant... how could I possibly stop myself?" Xue Taiyang chuckled.

Then, with a sudden surge of energy, his hand came down once more.

Smack!

The force of it left her gasping, her body trembling.

"I can't—Ahhh— I am... am cuuuming!"

"Ahhhhh—"

With a sharp cry, her voice broke—and suddenly, her eyes snapped open.

She bolted upright in bed, her chest rising and falling in quick, shallow breaths.

"Hahh... Hahhh!"

Sweat glistened on her skin, the remnants of what she had just experienced still clinging to her body.

She glanced around, taking in her surroundings—sunlight filtered through the window, casting a warm, golden glow across the familiar stillness of her room.

Yes... it was her room.

"A... dream?" she whispered, her fingers brushing against her flushed face, as if needing the touch to confirm it hadn't been real.

Her heart pounded like a relentless drumbeat, and a strange warmth lingered within her, refusing to fade.

"What a... strange nightmare," she murmured, lifting her hair away from her neck.

"How could it be... Xue Taiyang—the one who crushed me, humiliated me in front of everyone." Her voice faltered, dropping to a whisper. "And in that way...?"

Am I... a pervert?

A deep blush spread across her cheeks as the memory clung to her—vivid, intrusive.

She gripped the sheets, heart racing, haunted by a truth she didn't want to admit:a part of her didn't want to forget.

Then came a soft voice from beside her.

"You were tossing quite a bit in your sleep, Yi Ran," said a woman sitting calmly by the bed.

Her eyes glimmered with quiet amusement.

"Ahhh! Who—?!" Yi Ran jolted, startled.

"Whoa, relax! It's just me," the woman said, chuckling. "Me."

Yi Ran blinked, her breath still catching. "Oh... it's you, Long Rou Xi. You scared me."

Long Rou Xi leaned forward, smirking. "But tell me, Yi Ran... what kind of dream could leave even you so flustered?"

"Eh?!" Yi Ran paused, flustered. "N-Nothing! Nothing at all!"

"Oh?" Rou Xi raised an eyebrow, eyes glinting playfully. "Because I definitely heard you muttering about Xue Taiyang... and something about being a pervert?"

"Ahhh! Don't remind me!" Yi Ran groaned, burying her face in her hands. "It was just... a nightmare."

"Alright, alright. I'm sorry—I won't bring it up again," Rou Xi said calmly.

Silence lingered for a moment, then...

"I'm sorry," Yi Ran murmured, lowering her head slightly, guilt lingering in her voice. "I couldn't even complete the task you entrusted to me so earnestly—he defeated me so easily."

"Mhm," Rou Xi said softly, slowly shaking her head. "You don't need to worry about it. You did your best. No one expected Xue Taiyang to have hidden his true strength like that."

"Still—I..."

"It's not your fault, Yi Ran." Rou Xi interrupted gently. "Everyone's saying he used some mysterious artifact. How could you have anticipated that?"

Yi Ran sighed, the weight still in her chest. "So that's the real reason he was able to reflect my attack... What about the engagement, then? What will you do?"

Rou Xi rose gracefully, brushing a strand of silky emerald hair from her face as she turned toward the door.

"Don't worry," she said softly, a hint of intrigue in her voice. "I have... other plans. Get some rest."

Just before leaving, she reached into her spatial ring and pulled out a glowing yellow stone, handing it to Yi Ran.

"Here—take this," she said. "It's a Shadow Recording Stone. Inside is everything that happened... how Xue Taiyang defeated you. You may want to see it for yourself."

Then, without another word, she vanished into the corridor, leaving Yi Ran clutching the stone, her heart beating faster than it should.

The room was silent.

Yi Ran swallowed, her throat dry. Slowly, she infused the stone with a thread of Spiritual energy.

Light flickered.

Images surged to life.

She watched herself on the arena, facing Xue Taiyang. Every movement, every strike, replayed with cruel clarity.

And as the video played before her eyes, her thoughts stirred in silence.

My name is Yi Ran.

The sole daughter of the Superior Yi Family.

Born beneath silk canopies and golden ceilings as the only heir of a powerful family, I was not raised as a mere child—but as an empress in waiting.

My father, the patriarch, and my mother, a princess of royal blood, doted on me so completely that I grew up believing there was nothing in this world I couldn't possess.

In their eyes, I could do no wrong. In their arms, I never learned the meaning of the word denial.

I never knew hunger.

Never knew failure.

Never knew fear.

No one dared to defy me. No one raised their voice. My will was law, and the world bent to my whims.

And yet...

Somewhere along the way, something in me turned.

A strange, dark desire bloomed—a hunger not for affection, but for control.

I began to toy with hearts the way a cat plays with mice: gently at first, then cruelly, just to see them break.

Deception became my game. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Manipulation, my amusement.

Power, my pleasure.

Still, thousands of boys fawned over me, eager to please—like loyal dogs awaiting my command.

But today...

Her eyes narrowed as she watched herself being thrown, bloodied, overpowered, and utterly humiliated.

"That bastard... Xue Taiyang," she muttered through clenched teeth. "So brutal... How could he treat a noble lady—someone as beautiful as me—with such... cruelty?"

Her hands tightened around the glowing stone.

For the first time in her life, she wasn't the one in control.

And the thrill that followed... was nothing like the games she used to play.

It was way... more pleasant.

Yes... deep down, maybe I'd always craved for someone who could truly overpower me... someone who wouldn't kneel, but instead, break through my arrogance and bring me to my knees.

Suddenly, she felt something trickling down her, and she instinctively reached down to check.

"W-What is this... slimy substance?" she muttered looking at her hand, her voice filled with confusion.

"Am I... seriously getting wet just from watching myself getting beaten by that guy?"

"I... really am turning into a pervert."