Rise of The Anti God

Valentina first tied up Farah and sealed her cultivation, making sure she wouldn't be able to use any tricks anymore.

After that, she inserted her ethereal energy into Farah's body to forcibly wake her up.

"Uhh…" Farah stirred awake as she languidly opened her eyes. But suddenly, she remembered something, making her eyes wide open as she tried to get up frantically, only to feel her body was tied down to something.

"No...no!" Farah's face was filled with despair, seeing that she was caught, and she slowly turned her head around to see the ones who trapped her.

She wasn't surprised to see the Will Protector sitting on the bed though she also saw Godnim sitting beside her, thinking that she was right to suspect him as well.

"So you are the mastermind, huh?" Farah asked with a scoff as she looked at Godnim, thinking how someone so young was capable of making a dead person his slave..

Damien smiled, "Mastermind? You flatter me too much. I am nothing but a servant who fulfills his master's orders," Damien purposefully wanted to make Farah think that someone more powerful and capable was having his back, just to create an illusion of power he was holding.

Farah narrowed her eyes, wondering whether he was telling the truth, but then remembering how he was in possession of a dead prince who functioned as a perfect slave made her feel that what he said could be right.

The fact that astonished her the most was how even she didn't notice Tristen was dead until she became suspicious of something.

And this fact made her feel anger like never before, especially when she was filled with disgust, thinking about how she had sex with a dead man countless times.

As a woman, she felt like getting rid of her body and getting a new one after doing all this.

She couldn't help but give a glare towards the undead Tristen sitting on a chair whose expression seemed blank, unlike how he usually was before her all this time. If Tristen was alive, she would have skinned him alive, but now since he was dead, she was trying to get the maximum benefit out of him only to get interrupted.

But this only made her think who could be the Master behind Godnim and felt that they must be quite troublesome to deal with considering how they were able to come up with such a sophisticated undead slave and even got herself trapped by these two sitting before her.

"It's my turn to ask the questions now. Who are you really? How did you find out Tristen was not exactly the same as before?" Damien asked with a narrowed gaze.

Farah smirked, "Hmph, is it that hard to find out? I simply planted a small talisman on Tristen the moment he left this tent, only to find out how you divulged things that were none of your business to my husband, and now he wants to kill me," Farah said with an unblinking gaze, making one wonder if she was feeling spiteful or not.

Damien closed his eyes in exasperation, thinking why he never bothered to check if Tristen had anything on him when he came back.

"No need to blame yourself. You were busy convincing Kale, after all, to bother about Tristen at that time," Luna said, making Damien feel better.

"Well, what else did you expect after sleeping around with other men after getting married? No man would be able to tolerate a woman like you. And now you will be paying the price for what you did. But before that, you better tell me everything I need to know," Damien said as he caressed Moonblade.

"Hmph, what makes you think I am going to tell you anything? It's not like you would let me go after that, nor are you the first man to threaten me," Farah said with a mean stare.

*Slap!*

"Talk nicely to him...or your pretty face won't look the same anymore…" Valentina said in a cutting tone, making Farah gulp, wondering if this girl was right in her head, though the stinging sensation on her reddened cheek made her swallow her aggrieved feeling.

"Don't bother about her...Let her act as she pleases with the little time she has left," Damien said calmly as he caressed Valentina's cheek, who smiled happily, feeling his touch.

Farah inwardly harrumphed seeing these two flirt with each other, though Godnim's words made her heart thud against her chest, wondering if her fate was indeed sealed.

But she was not the kind to simply give up in a situation like this, and instead, her expression changed into a seductive and coy one as she lowered her body and said as she looked at his eyes, "Master Godnim...please have mercy on this lowly woman. I never meant you any harm. Why don't you free this little woman, and I can tell you everything you need to know...in private."

*SLAP!*

A thunderous slap echoed in the tent as Farah spat out blood with few teeth mixed in it.

"You!!" Farah became enraged since she never expected Valentina to really deal such a vicious slap to her.

"I spoke nicely...why did you slap me then…" Farah asked with gritted teeth, her lips bloodied.

"Who gave you the permission to flirt with him? The next time I will break your legs," Valentina said with a stone-cold expression, making Farah think that this crazy girl was no joke and was better to not offend her for the time being.

She never expected her to be this possessive and protective of her man.

"Please...don't anger my girl like that. I will again ask nicely...Are you going to tell us what we want to know, or do you want to end up like Tristen? Making you an undead slave is better for me, but I am too lazy to take such an effort," Damien said with an intensifying look though he wasn't lying about wanting to take the effort of turning her into an undead since not only would he have to exhaust his soul again, he also couldn't tell whether she had any mystic soul arts that could erase her memories before death.

"Fine! I will tell you!" Farah felt dread, thinking about being somebody's undead slave, and decided to tackle this tight situation head-on.