I, the Son of the Demon Emperor, Had My Eyes Gouged Out by My Fiancée on Our Wedding Night - Chapter 54

54: This Isn’t a Wedding Night

“You… you actually fed me…”

Xiao Yun’er’s eyes widened in disbelief as the aphrodisiac’s effects rippled through her body.

Heat pooled in her core.

Stripped bare and bound like a caterpillar, she writhed uncontrollably.

“Indeed. These… supplements were prepared just for you.”

Lu Yuan frowned slightly as he observed her squirming-the drugs hadn’t yet reached their full potential.

“I… was wrong…”

Xiao Yun’er licked her lips, her demeanor suddenly sultry.

Her breathing grew ragged.

Each twist of her body only amplified the burning need-

A craving for… hardness.

Yet being inexperienced, the mere thought flushed her cheeks crimson.

“Give me… please…”

Her plea came soft and trembling.

She hated begging-

But the foreign sensations left her desperate for Lu Yuan’s touch.

“Hmm? I couldn’t hear you.”

Lu Yuan selected another vial from the tray, tipping its contents into her mouth.

The new dose transformed her-

Face flushed scarlet, pupils dilated, a world apart from the icy prisoner moments ago.

“Ah! Lu Yuan… please… Give it to me!”

Her gaze turned liquid, eyelashes fluttering.

Undulating toward him with shameless eagerness-

The very opposite of her former frosty disdain.

“Want it?”

Lu Yuan crooked a finger.

“Yes!”

She crawled over obediently, nodding vigorously.

“Then consume everything here.”

He gestured at the remaining aphrodisiacs, smirking.

This was the result he wanted-though merely step one in her… reeducation.

The old Lu Yuan would never have dared treat his “goddess” this way.

But that spineless simp is dead.

Now?

He is the master.

Xiao Yun’er hesitated, embarrassed and warring with need.

Though innocent, she understood the implications-

Her heart raced like a startled deer.

“Unwilling?”

Lu Yuan’s tone turned sharp.

He disliked forcing things, but would if necessary.

“No! I’ll do it!”

Before he could act, she seized a vial with her teeth-

Only to spill golden powder everywhere.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean-”

Panicked, she extended her pink tongue, meticulously licking up every grain.

Then tipped back her head to swallow the vial’s contents.

The new dose sent her into euphoric convulsions.

Hips swaying hypnotically despite her bonds.

“Good girl.”

Lu Yuan beckoned her closer.

She obeyed instantly, inching forward with difficulty.

“Can I… have it now? Please!”

Her voice dripped with liquid desire.

“Patience. The night is young.”

He pressed another vial to her lips, this one liquid.

She gulped it down eagerly.

Then-

Lu Yuan pounced.

Hours later, all thirty five aphrodisiacs had been administered.

Though technically his wife, Xiao Yun’er had forfeited that status on their wedding night.

Now?

A mere concubine.

Worthy only of such treatment.

By dawn, Xiao Yun’er had shed all pretense.

Transformed into Lu Yuan’s devoted pet.

No slave seal needed.

Strangely, examination revealed she’d been… untouched.

Apparently Tang Yun had never sealed the deal.

“Enough distractions. Serious matters await.”

Dressed and refreshed, Lu Yuan exited the chamber, ordering maids to clean up.

Xiao Yun’er’s disposal?

An afterthought.

With revenge complete, his mood soared.

Now–

To reclaim the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s Eye.

Then scrap his current cultivation and restart.

“Only Grand Elder Fang Lu can handle the eye transplant.”

Back in his hall, Lu Yuan summoned the elder urgently.

In all the Demon Sect, only Fang Lu merited such trust.

The procedure was delicate-

The prize is too precious.

“Bring Grand Elder Fang Lu immediately. Tell him it’s critical.”

Within moments, the elder arrived.

“Young Master, how may this old servant assist?”

Fang Lu bowed deeply, concerned.

“Grand Elder, I’ve recovered the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s Eye.”

“I need you to restore it. Afterwards, I’ll abandon my current cultivation and start anew.”

Lu Yuan’s tone was calm, as if discussing the weather.

This decision wasn’t impulsive–

His Nascent Soul foundation was flawed beyond repair.

“This old one underst–wait, what?!”

Fang Lu staggered back as if struck.

His mind reeled.

Abandon one’s cultivation?

A monumental decision rarely seen in any faction!

Even the guards gaped in shock.

“Since returning, the Young Master’s changed completely. What happened?”

“Love’s wounds cut deepest. Best avoided.”