The scene was... completely unexpected.

"Villainous F-Father... He... He actually like that kind of thing?!"

Shuangshuang whispered in mortified disbelief, her face burning crimson.

She wanted to look away but couldn't.

The understanding hit her like a hammer.

Wang Xiao let out a vulgar laugh as he continued his, "Just a inspection."

Unexpectedly, the last remnants of the male disguise finally shattered.

The short dark green hair rapidly lengthened and softened into long shoulder-length, silky waves of deep emerald that spilled across the snow like liquid night.

The masculine facial features melted away, revealing a stunningly beautiful woman with seductive, slightly narrowed eyes, long lashes, and full, flushed lips parted in shock. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Her skin was smooth and pale, cheeks burning with humiliated arousal.

Her torn white robes fell open completely, exposing the real outfit underneath, a form-fitting, elegant dark green dress that covered her body tightly. The deep V-neck plunged daringly between her full, generous breasts, which rose and fell rapidly with every panicked breath.

Multiple delicate necklaces adorned her elegant neck, thin chains layered with small pendants and a prominent silver one that nestled perfectly in her cleavage.

Matching ornate earrings dangled from her ears, catching the light with every tremble.

Wang Xiao's hand remained inside the torn dress, boldly squeezing one of those soft, heavy breasts, his fingers sinking into the plush flesh as the fabric stretched around his grip.

His other hand slid along her wide, curvaceous hips and thick thighs, the high slit of the dress riding up to reveal smooth, toned legs.

The woman, the real Yue Qingshuang, collapsed fully into the snow, breathing heavily.

Her voluptuous figure was now fully on display: narrow waist cinched by a dark belt, wide fertile hips, and that perfect hourglass shape emphasized by the tight green dress.

She glared up at him with a mix of fury, humiliation, and unwilling trauma.

She hissed, voice now unmistakably feminine, slightly pleasant. "You knew... all along..."

Wang Xiao's grin widened predatorily as he pinned her down with one knee, his hand still shamelessly kneading her breast, thumb brushing over the hardening pink nipple beneath the thin fabric.

"Of course I knew. Did you really think you could hide these from me forever? Didn't you want to learn from me back then? Good. I'll teach you properly today."

Memories slammed into Wang Xiao's head like a drunk uncle at a family reunion. Back on Earth, right after that shitshow brawl between Ning Xue and Fiona, he'd been hauling the beaten Ning Xue on his back, showing off how he blocked that attack like a goddamn pro.

Then this green-haired chick had sauntered up, batting her eyes and asking him to teach her too.

Well, it was her.

The same crazy bitch who turned the Egyptian pyramids into a walking undead shitshow.

The same one who straight-up kidnapped Aisha and the rest of the crew.

The same sneaky whore the four great lords had sent to lure his ass into a trap.

Zhae'Kyrra of House Dreadkeep.

Daughter of the seventh prince, which made the Yin Dynasty's big boss her fucking grandpa.

He never would've linked that prim little "Yue Qingshuang" from the Netherworld to this chaos gremlin if he hadn't spotted her strutting around Snow Moon Kingdom.

Still, Wang Xiao couldn't help but scratch his head. Why the hell would a pampered little imperial princess dress up as some lone wandering badass and build up such a nasty reputation? Did her grandpa forget to send the monthly allowance or something?

Wang Xiao's grin turned savage, teeth flashing like a wolf who just smelled fresh meat.

Well, sweetheart… maybe this daddy can fill that little familial gap for her.

Shuangshuang peeked through her fingers, face still burning crimson. "...Oh. So he isn't into men. That's... a relief..."

But the scene didn't end there.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Wang Xiao suddenly unleashed a barrage of powerful punches into Yue Qingshuang's soft stomach, each blow landing with brutal precision.

He followed with sharp, humiliating slaps across her face and breasts, the sounds echoing through the snowy mountains.

"AH-! Aghh!! Stop-!!" Yue Qingshuang screamed, blood trickling from her full lips as her voluptuous body jerked violently under the assault.

Her long emerald hair spilled wildly across the snow, her seductive eyes wide with pain and fury.

She tried to resist, clawing at his arms and kicking with her thick thighs, but her strength was completely suppressed.

She understood perfectly now, this man had no intention of simply "teaching" her about aether.

He wanted to break her.

Violate her.

Too bad for her... even knowing the truth, squirming and cursing beneath him was all she could do.

There was no escape.

In the distance, birds and beasts fled in panic as her pained screams and cries echoed across the alpine slopes.

Another kind of beast was at work.

The bright morning gradually faded into night. Snow continued to fall gently around them, but the despair in the beautiful green-haired woman's eyes only deepened.

Zhae's elegant dark green dress was in complete tatters, her layered necklaces and earrings glinting coldly against her flushed, sweat-glistened skin as Wang Xiao continued his ruthless "lesson."

"Ugh!"

Crouched between his legs, Yue Qingshuang was forced to clean the very cock she'd dreamed of chopping off. Wang Xiao showed zero mercy, if he could've snapped her neck without consequences, he would've done it with a grin and a morning stretch.

Her mouth was stuffed full of his thick manhood, throat bulging obscenely as she desperately tried every suicidal technique in her arsenal.

But nothing worked.

Not a single spark.

Couldn't let the girl die and send up a giant flare to the rest of her family, that would be way too troublesome.

After all, she wasn't some precious direct daughter of the Great Lord, just the offspring of the seventh son. In a family tree that bloated with grandkids, her protection was basically "eh, good luck kid."

He'd suppressed her completely without alerting Daddy Seventh Prince.

That transcendent Seventh Prince? Wang Xiao wasn't even sweating him anymore.

But if the seventh prince actually showed up… well, then he'd have to die too, and that would light a massive signal fire straight to the Yin Great Lord.

The whole plan of pitting those four great lords against each other like horny drunks in a bar fight would go up in smoke.

They'd probably drop their grudges and unite to skull-fuck him instead.

With those cold calculations running through his head, Wang Xiao kept her as his personal stress-reliever for a few more delightful days of thorough, soul-crushing torture.

Only then did she "escape."

Or, more accurately, was graciously allowed to crawl away like a used-up fucktoy.

"Ah..."

Zhae (Yue Qingshuang) woke up with a groan, legs trembling like a newborn deer that just got chased by wolves.

Completely naked, she found herself dumped in some dank deep cave. Wang Xiao had dragged her sorry ass here days ago when she got too cocky leaning against the snow behind her back, right before he rubbed her raw against jagged rocks for fun.

She glanced at her tormentor lying there, completely relaxed, not even bothering to chase or kill her.

As if he already knew it was pointless.

Saying nothing, Yue Qingshuang simply limped out of the cave, every step a humiliating reminder of what that bastard had done to her.

She needed to restore her strength… and get the hell away from this walking nightmare before he changed his mind and dragged her back for round two.

Some hours later...

"She's gone…"

High up on a windswept alpine peak, two figures sat comfortably. Shuangshuang was nestled between Wang Xiao's stretched-out legs, her back against his chest like she belonged there.

They watched in silence as Zhae'Kyrra finally dragged her battered ass out of this universe, having scraped together enough strength to flee.

"Oh? Did you like her?" Wang Xiao asked casually, his breath brushing against her ear.

Shuangshuang stayed quiet for a moment, then muttered, "No… She screamed too much. Mother was way quieter."

Wang Xiao's lips twitched in a barely-there smirk. "Your mother, huh… That reminds me, I still haven't lifted that curse on her yet."

Shuangshuang heard him but didn't bother replying. Whenever Eveline came up, both of them tended to treat her like some distant character.

Suddenly, Wang Xiao reached down and pinched her soft cheek. She squinted at him in protest, then relaxed.

"Why the hell aren't you growing up, girl?" he chuckled, stroking her face that felt like a delicate plum blossom.

Shuangshuang hated when people brought up her age. "I'm already twenty-one… or wait, closer to nineteen now. I just don't grow tall, okay?!" She kicked her legs forward petulantly, curling her toes with an adorably frustrated pout.

Wang Xiao burst out laughing. Yeah, she really hadn't changed. Still looked exactly like she did at fourteen, tiny, delicate, and eternally bite-sized.

She was his sixth daughter with Eveline, after all. But unlike the others, she usually kept to herself in... isolation.