Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 401

Chapter 401: Picking fights

Xiang Yu stepped through the ornate doors of his imperial palace. The imperial guards stood at attention, their faces unreadable, tension thick in the air. With a gentle sigh, he walked up the stairs fully aware that this had become his prison and not his home.

As he entered his bed-chamber, a shiver crawled down his spine, the hairs on the back of his neck rising. This was his room, yet an invisible weight pressed against him. His lips curled into a smirk as he strolled over to the mini bar, opening a bottle of water with an effortless twist. "Come out," he called, voice steady and unyielding.

At that moment, the air grew taut. A split second later, something rushed at him, a force unseen. Xiang Yu sidestepped, instinctively throwing the bottle of water. It struck a figure squarely in the face.

"Peng Xiu," he growled, barely surprised as she recovered, revelling in the chaos, her eyes shining with wild fury. She disengaged the invincibility setting on her suit, a dark shimmer enveloping her as she lunged forward. He barely had time to react.

The clash of plasma weapons erupted in the room. Xiang Yu wielded a plasma whip, sleek and deadly, while Peng Xiu brandished a plasma blade that sliced through the air with an ominous hum. She moved like a tempest, spinning and slashing, each strike intended to draw blood.

Xiang Yu felt the sting of her blade graze his arm. Pain startled him but didn’t stop him. He fought through it, determination hardening in his chest. With a quick flick of his wrist, he sent his whip snaring toward her, twisting the blade out of her grasp. She let out a shriek, fuelled by rage. _{free𝑤ebnovel.com}

"Die you bitch!" she screamed, pulling out a plasma dagger, her movements wild and erratic.

Outside, the guards pounded on the door, desperation in their shouts. Peng Xiu had infiltrated the system, locking them out. The sound of their efforts echoed, but they were powerless to intervene. They struggled to break down the door in a panic.

Xiang Yu turned, finding an opening. He parried her strikes with his whip, landing blows that sent her reeling. Blood trickled from her forehead, staining her furious expression as he pressed the advantage. The room was a whirlwind of light and sound, fury and vengeance colliding.

He fought against his own injury, relentless and unyielding. With a final manoeuvre, he pinned her against the balcony’s ledge, his plasma dagger poised at her throat. They both panted, hearts racing with adrenaline.

"You made him mark you you bitch! How dare you?!" she hissed through clenched teeth, rage spilling from her.

"Yes," he answered coldly, pressing the dagger deeper against her skin. "I forced him, and now he is mine."

Peng Xiu struggled, fury burning in her eyes. But he was stronger, a wall against her wildness.

Just then, the door broke open with a crash, the guards flooding in, eyes wide with shock. They quickly scrambled to separate the two of them.

"What’s happening?" one imperial guard shouted, assessing the scene.

Xiang Yu, breathing heavily, wiped the blood from his cheek, slumping onto the couch. "Let my father know. Tell him to come get his bastard child."

Peng Xiu, now free, screamed back, venomous words pouring from her lips. She cursed him, her eyes glistening with tears, calling him every name she could summon in her anguish.