The Celestial Phoenix Has Too Much Lust-Chapter 39: The Unemployed Club

In Concubine Qian’s eyes, Morse was drifting away, his footsteps echoing as she trembled from head to toe. She watched him approach the bedside of Ni Ni Layan, her mind racing.

She thought she finally understood the girl’s identity. Could all this chaos...the death of Elder Wen Yuan’s, the destruction...have been part of his grand design?

"I swear... when he returns... when he comes back, you will never see a peaceful day again," she hissed inwardly.

She was referring to the Patriarch, Feng. She had been told two days ago that he had departed on a journey, just as everyone else was told...that he was attending some high-level meeting. She had no inkling of the truth... and in truth, she didn’t deserve to know.

"Heh... He’s not coming back,"

Morse muttered coldly.

Her rage flared, burning hotter with every second. Yet, she dared not show it; to do so would mean a gruesome death at the hands of the man who now held absolute power over her. She could only pray for the arrival of the Elders.

CREAK!

The heavy doors swung open. Into the The Medical Ward stepped the source of Qian’s sudden, desperate hope.

The Five Grand Elders. They entered in a triangular formation, their elite disciples and followers flanking them. Xian scrambled to her feet instantly, insolently retreating behind the protection of the Elders.

"Seize him!... Kill him!"

she shrieked, pointing a trembling finger at Morse.

"He just tried to murder me! He and ...that girl... they are accomplices! They are the cause of all this destruction! Kill them now!"

the Elders see The fear in her eyes...

She took cover behind them. The disciple looked at the Elder before receiving a single nod, which was more than enough for him to move and push Concubine Qian away with his hand.

He drew his sword. The core disciple of the Spirit Palace stage looked at her with emotionless eyes.

Concubine Qian looked on, feeling betrayed. They were now assaulting one of the Patriarch’s wives; this was an unforgivable act that would, at the very least, result in dismissal from office.

As for the Elders, they did not come to confront Morse or anything of the sort; on the contrary.

"Mr. Morse Xuan, congratulations on reaching the Golden Core. This is truly a great blessing for the entire Xuan family..."

Morse nodded his head as if this were truly nothing.

"What do you want?"

The Elders felt that Morse was annoyed by their presence and that they should leave instead of disturbing him.

"May we have a request... from Mr. Morse?"

The Elders wanted something from him. How strange, they used to ignore him and now they were coming to him personally.

"And if I do not agree?"

The Elders felt a very different aura, as if he were a man who had lived between life, death, and madness for a long time, to the point where he began to measure the natural dimensions of things.

"This, of course, is entirely up to you. But you will miss a great opportunity. We will not waste your time."

In the end, he is the true Patriarch, even though his authority decreased after half the soldiers of the Secret Unit died, but he is the Patriarch by possessing the key to the truth.

Therefore, even if he did not accept their offer, they would have nothing to force him.

"Speak."

The Elders began to speak.

"We want Mr. Morse to take the place of the Fifth Elder who died in battle. Wen Yuan has died, and no one can replace him. Since you are in the Early Stage of the Golden Core, you are qualified to be the Thirtieth Elder in the Xuan family."

When an Elder of the Xuan family dies or something happens to them, a new Elder is appointed immediately, but this Elder is ranked thirtieth.

That is, when an Elder dies, the one ranked before them takes their rank.

Morse was extremely surprised by these words. He could not believe it. Did this have anything to do with Ni Ni Layan’s condition? Was she the one who killed him?

But most importantly, why were they offering him this when they would gain nothing? Morse tried not to show emotion as much as possible.

As for Concubine Qian:

Concubine Qian was shocked by this offer.

"No! I do not agree to this proposal! Are you appointing the one who caused all this destruction so easily? Are you all accomplices?"

The only answer to her was a sharp sword at her neck, warning her not to speak again.

Everyone ignored her and returned the conversation to Morse.

"Are you saying the Thirtieth Elder? But what will you gain from this? As you know, you guys do not hand out gifts."

Morse knew the nature of these foxes and would not be deceived by titles.

"In fact..."

The Second Elder, Murong Xuan, spoke.

"The five of us were ambitious to convince Mr. Morse’s lover to be a disciple of one of us, whomever she chooses. In return, Elder Morse will always and forever be supported by us, and we will support the lady’s development. You certainly want the best for her."

Morse finally felt the foxes revealing their fangs.

From the beginning, they were eyeing Ni Ni Layan’s talent.

They wanted the Phoenix to become their disciple. The situation was truly ridiculous; while none of them possessed a quarter of her age, they claimed they would support her development.

Complete nonsense.

"In fact, I do not have a romantic relationship with her."

The Elders were shocked, as they had always seen them together.

This was strange, but it was joyous. They could try to make one of their followers make her fall in love with them and bring her to their side.

"honestly ... I am her Godfather."

The Elders were extremely shocked. Her Godfather... It was clear that this girl possessed powers greater than all of them when they were her age. What were Morse’s qualities to be her Godfather?

"Are you joking, Morse? This concerns her future. She will never like your words. If you do not want her to become one of our disciples, then this is your selfish personal desire. Do not let your selfish desires control you."

"And what do you have to do with this? You do not even know her, not even her name. Do you dare to claim knowledge of it? You are a pack of sheep."

The Grand Elder looked at Morse. His patience had run out. They were not here for a discussion in the first place; they were stronger than him, and more so, there was no need for discussion.

"Morse, you have no right to decide what happens and what should not happen."

Morse gave him a sharp look.

"Has Elder Beimong forgotten who I am? I think, guys, there is no solution. You will gain nothing in the end from using force. Fine. I will tell her, and it is in her hand to agree or desire. Fine."

The title of Elder was considered a very high authority.

He realized the authority of the Elders. He knew very well that he would gain nothing from their enmity. In the end, Ni Ni Layan would refuse.

As a Phoenix, no one deserves to be her master. Who are they anyway?

Just Elders of a medium clan in the Upper Realm. They do not possess a millionth of what she possesses.

They are rats compared to her.

At this time, the Elders looked at each other and then at Morse Xuan.

They agreed; this seemed very reasonable. In the end, the choice is in her hand, and this turned the conflict among them over who would get this valuable disciple.

They began to scheme against each other already.

"Good day, Mr. Morse. We have unintentionally overstayed our welcome. We hope you will forgive these old men."

The Elders indeed left Morse’s presence. The sword was removed from Concubine Qian’s throat, and the door was closed while she was trembling on the floor.

{Host... this system feels unwell because of this woman. Can I vomit... Ding.}

It asked him if it could vomit, but it had already vomited. What is this filth?

"Ding..."

Morse vomited along with the System because, frankly, he shared its disgust despite the strangeness of what they were doing.

In another place far from the Xuan family area, in Jian Province, at Chen Ming’s house:

When you follow the sound inside, you can hear sounds... sounds of some kind.

"Ah... Ahhhh."

Inside was a series of moans that did not stop.

Inside Chen Ming’s room, there was a woman who was completely naked. A slender body of the finest kind, perfect rounded hips, a narrow waist, a completely white body.

Completely black hair, eyes red as wine.

Tian Er Mingxi was jumping on Chen Ming’s member, moaning with great joy, while signs of complete perversion were on her face along with the sounds of impact.

And intimate sounds that did not stop.

She looked with her red eyes at Chen Ming who was beneath her while she moaned, leaning over him and kissing him.

"Chen Ming... ah... you are truly great. Thank you."

Chen Ming put his hand on her head, pulling her toward him while cursing himself from the inside.

Two days ago, his attempt to get close to Tian Er Mingxi began, trying to win her heart. Why?

The matter was simple; Morse had an extremely powerful lover while he did not.

A talented, beautiful, and peerless lover.

And extremely powerful, while he was nothing.

Although it was shameful to feel jealous of his friend, he could not help but think of the wonderful life with his girl while he was completely alone.

Chen Ming found this girl, Tian Er Mingxi.

He had heard her story from Morse; her grandfather had died, and she was thirsty for revenge.

From there, Chen Ming tried to make her love him.

She was very isolated, but she was certainly a heavenly talent. If he could make her his lover, he would immediately join the "Unemployed who let their wives work in their place" club, and then he could live in peace.

He offered her ice cream and tried to hint that he wanted to take her on a date.

But she shocked him then and said to him very coldly:

"Do you want me to become your lover?"

He was shocked that she was so direct. Chen Ming nodded.

"I agree. But on one condition: what is the news of your skills in bed.. Can you endure... Or are you weak?"

Chen Ming felt that this was a very simple matter and that his skills were second to none.

"Hahaha... I am peerless in bed."

But he did’t know that he had become the lover of a true Succubus; no, she was worse.

She does’t get tired, she does not stop. She was simply...

Too much.

But Chen Ming felt he could endure a little more.

On the evening of the second day, Tian Er Mingxi finally got up.

But this was the end of Chen Ming’s energy.

"It was a very wonderful time. My skills have improved greatly. You are truly a real man. How I love you."

He could no longer speak.