The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 168: I Can Hang Anywhere

"Alright, alright, I respect Him, but that’s only for now. When I ascend to divinity in the future, we’ll be colleagues, and at most, just mutual respect."

Lynn kissed Xiya’s fingers and then said playfully with a cheeky smile.

As someone who was an atheist before crossing dimensions, Lynn estimated he couldn’t become as devoted in his faith as the original inhabitants of Miracle World.

Of course, right now he just doesn’t worship any specific deity, but he’s already accepted the existence of gods. After all, if he could experience dimension crossing, what else couldn’t he believe?

"Alright, enough joking around. Go keep Natasha company; she’s been peeking at us from behind the pillar for quite a while."

Xiya said as she pulled her fingers away from Lynn’s lips, pointing at Natasha who was hiding and peeking. This little dragoness was indeed eager, wanting to show her gratitude as if she owed him a favor.

"That won’t do. Tonight, you have to sleep with me, so let Natasha go home or stay in the guest room."

After a walk and a bit of chatting, Xiya was ready to leave and let Lynn go to whoever else needed him, but Lynn himself was unwilling. The taste of the beautiful elf maiden was so sweet that he definitely hadn’t had enough, so how could he let her go so easily?

"If you don’t treat us equally, it’ll cause conflicts among us sisters."

Upon hearing Lynn’s arrangement for tonight, Xiya didn’t exactly object; she and Vivian had already planned things out, while Natasha was still waiting eagerly. They’re all Lynn’s women/elf/dragoness, and since he hasn’t set distinctions like Empress or Imperial Consort amongst them, things should naturally be equally shared.

She couldn’t monopolize Lynn’s affection, even having a bit more wouldn’t be appropriate, as she anticipated that Lynn’s future harem would certainly be larger than just these, and if she got accustomed to being favored now, she’d only face discomfort later. So, starting with generosity is better.

"Mhm! Xiya’s right, we should listen to her."

Natasha was still hiding behind the pillar but her voice echoed clearly.

If Vivian weren’t busy coaxing the children to sleep, she would probably also softly support Natasha.

As for Catherine, she still hasn’t admitted her status as the Lin Family’s daughter-in-law, so she’s naturally not participating in these matters.

"You say Xiya’s right; does that mean you think I’m wrong?"

Upon hearing Natasha’s loud assertion, Lynn wasn’t pleased. He’d already explained things to her before, yet given a chance she still climbs up the pole.

Today she dares to seize Xiya’s sleeping spot, tomorrow she’ll snatch Vivian to be her little wife; such dragons shouldn’t be indulged!

"Well, Lord Lynn certainly isn’t wrong, so let’s have Xiya keep you company tonight. But, can you also leave a spot for me? If the bed can’t fit another, hang a nail on the wall, and I’ll hang there."

Natasha didn’t dare argue with Lynn, nor imply he was wrong, so she resigned herself, sighing and stepping back a bit, thinking that being allowed in the bedroom would be a significant improvement.

Natasha’s humble request left Lynn speechless for a moment, making him feel a bit sorry for this little dragoness.

She just wants to get closer to her beloved, does she really have any fault?

No fault really, just too eager.

They’ve only been together for how long and barely spoken a Chapter’s worth in a web novel, how could it fast-forward to Emperor Wen of Wei?

If Lynn were conquered so easily, he would have never stayed single in the real world.

In reality, he lacked invincible power and the attractive allure of Miracle Saint Emperor Lynn, but he was wealthy and good-looking—even then, if he indulged in sensuality, there’d be countless beauties chasing him.

"Tonight I’ve already booked Xiya, so no change. But seeing how pitiful you are, try coming tomorrow night for some training. If you behave and don’t play tricks, you’ll be added to the schedule later; otherwise, we’ll postpone your turn till next year!"

As Lynn spoke, he walked over and pulled Natasha out from behind the pillar. Seeing her flushed cheeks and the hidden smile on her lips, Lynn instantly felt duped.

Well, Natasha seemed straightforward and impulsive, yet behind the scenes, she’s so clever—he underestimated her indeed...

"Lord Lynn is a Saint Emperor, his words can’t be taken back! I won’t stay in the guest room; I need to go back, get ready, and tomorrow make sure Lynn is completely enchanted by me! Bye~~"

Knowing her acting wasn’t as strong as her dialogue skills, Natasha realized she was exposed as soon as she was pulled out, so she didn’t give Lynn time to ponder but quickly hugged him, then rushed to hug Xiya who defended her, and then bolted away.

Finally prying a chance for showcasing from Lord Lynn, she must gather all her energy, prepare thoroughly, and have her special makeup artist craft an exquisite look—even if she couldn’t completely captivate Lord Lynn, she’d certainly make him head over heels.

Not seeking immediate results but ensuring he loses control, hastily devouring her!

But for the first time, restraint is necessary—don’t stun Lord Lynn excessively, otherwise, if you become his tool for building self-restraint, that would be troublesome.

With her mind full of quirky plans, Natasha scampered off, while Xiya sighed and let Lynn lead her away.

Vivian was even more docile, and couldn’t insist; Catherine avoided participation altogether.

Vivian’s elf assistant arrives too late, and Xiya has nearly become a Lynn-shaped mold—how could you compete now?

That night, Xiya was ordered to wear pure white stockings, paired with matching leg rings, and then...

The next morning, as dawn broke, the poor elf maiden limped out of Lynn’s room, startling the dewdrop-drinking flowers outside.

"Did enemies strike last night? Why can’t the owner’s good sister stand upright?"

Meanwhile, over there, Gugi leisurely licked away the dew from the flower’s face, casting a world-wise glance.

Clearly, you’re not from the aristocratic cat circle—what’s so special? Besides that the male owner bullies delicate elf race maidens who can’t withstand the trouble—if it were yesterday’s thick-skinned, seemingly strong little dragoness with her knight friend joining forces, who knows, today Lynn might be the one clinging to the walls for support!