World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1091 - 494: Break through two levels in a row!

Chapter 1091: 494: Break through two levels in a row!

"You are Lanling, Suo Mo’s nephew?" Nini’an looked down at Lanling from above.

She wore a leather mini skirt, extremely tight-fitting, paired with an incredibly long set of legs, and slim leather boots on her feet.

Her attire alone was somewhat reminiscent of a modern Earthly woman.

Except for the tail behind her, which occasionally broke the immersion.

Lanling was still lying on the ground, his gaze unapologetically lingering on the fleeting charm beneath her skirt.

"Yes, I am." Lanling said, "It’s already late—why is the Chieftain’s young lady here?"

"I was on a date with Du Yan and just decided to drop by to see you." Nini’an said.

It seemed the second-in-command of the Foreign Tribe Army had considerable charm, to the extent that the Chieftain’s daughter was willing to come to this pigsty-like place to meet him.

"Dating until such a late hour? Be careful; Chieftain might get angry." Lanling said.

"Don’t worry. He thinks I’ve long gone to bed." Nini’an said, "Every night, he enters my room, watches me fall asleep, and only then does he leave feeling assured. Once he’s gone, he never returns, and it’s easy for me to sneak out."

Her tone was incredibly innocent, revealing these private matters the first time they met.

But Lanling, now experienced with women, could instantly see through the hidden scheming behind her innocence.

Her kind of innocent romance effortlessly entraps men who are relatively naive, making them fall into her trap as though she’s exceptionally close to them.

"Are you from the Motuo Empire?" Nini’an asked.

"No." Lanling replied, "Why do you ask?"

Nini’an said, "I heard that all nobles from the Motuo Empire are exceedingly handsome, with enchanting blood-red eyes, jade-like skin, a cold yet sinister charisma—and you resemble them greatly."

This was yet another trap.

She used a tone of pure innocence to praise him, intending to unsettle his emotions.

Lanling shrugged and remained silent.

Nini’an continued, "And the Bloodsucking Demon Race is the most mysterious and noble race of all. They even have the ritual of the embrace; anyone bitten by them can be transformed into a member of the Bloodsucking Demon Race."

Lanling said, "If I had that ability, the first person I would bite is Miss Nini’an."

"Really? It’s a deal, then!" Nini’an said enthusiastically, stretching out her pinky finger toward him.

The people of the Chimera Tribe generally had slightly longer fingers than humans.

Still, the pair of hands before him were undeniably beautiful, fragrant, adorned with intricate tattoos, each nail meticulously trimmed and painted in vibrant hues.

Her hands were slender, fair, and delicate.

She extended her hand, linking fingers with Lanling—a gesture of promise.

Once more, an emotional trap: seemingly innocent and pure physical contact that could stir subtle ripples of desire within a man.

She truly excelled at manipulating men’s emotions.

"A promise, then." Lanling reached out and linked his finger with hers.

If everything was as anticipated, tonight’s seduction was likely coming to an end.

For the atmosphere was perfectly set; if she took things further, it might cross the line into being overly forward or lose her reserved allure.

She stretched her body seductively, then cutely patted her mouth, saying, "It’s really late. I need to go to sleep now."

Then, she turned and left.

As she reached the door, she suddenly turned back and said, "Oh, there’s something I’d like to ask your help with."

Lanling said, "Please speak."

"I sense that Du Yan still harbors feelings for Dina. If you’re interested in Dina, then please do your best to pursue her." Nini’an said, "That way, Du Yan can give up entirely and focus solely on me."

This was a classic tactic of retreating to advance.

She deliberately expressed her feelings for Du Yan, trying to provoke jealousy in Lanling.

Moreover, it seemed to negate all their prior flirtation and intimacy.

This strategy of staying ambiguous while maintaining distance—she wielded it with perfection.

Such cunning manipulation, it was no wonder she could toy with men as she pleased.

Lanling spread his hands, making no response!

If it were an ordinary young man, by now he’d be flustered, swayed, and consumed with nervous indecision.

He’d be agonizing over what Nini’an meant—was she expressing interest in him or not?

But Lanling had only one thought in mind:

Was this Chieftain’s daughter genuinely fond of playing games with emotions and driving men to distraction, or did she have an ulterior motive?

Still, Lanling only pondered for a moment before giving up on delving further.

In his plans, there was temporarily no place for Nini’an, the Chieftain’s daughter.

For him, the most crucial task at the moment was to rapidly elevate his cultivation level to the Demon Warrior tier, continuously achieve military merit, build his reputation as a leader, and ultimately rival Du Yan for succession within the Foreign Tribe Army.

After arriving at the Chimera Tribe, Lanling had deeply realized that directly seizing control of the Chimera Tribe was impossible.

In the Barbaric Wilderness, tribes were incredibly xenophobic. Even if he married Nini’an, assassinated Constantine, and pushed Nini’an to the position of lady Chieftain, it wouldn’t change the fact that he was an outsider within the Chimera Tribe.

In the Barbaric Wilderness, Lanling’s goal was to establish his own empire—a truly independent empire.

Thus, the foundation had to be solid.

And this foundation was the Foreign Tribe Army!

Suo Mo was an exceptional commander, molding the Foreign Tribe Army into an incredibly cohesive unit, with high spirits and a remarkable demeanor.

Though individual combat strength might not be extraordinary, for an army, the importance of discipline and morale far surpassed individual prowess.

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