Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 364: The Concubine's Departure

Although Musi Yu had never met the sura king, he was quite certain of what he had heard—which meant that the sura king had to be female.
The sura were ugly compared to human standards, but in order to survive, he would bear with even the ugliest woman.

In fact, if he were able to please the sura king and obtain pills and potions to treat his injuries, he would be able to leave this place and exact revenge from Zhang Lie, obtain Potions #1 and #2 from him, and combine [Eclipse] and [Black Sun].

He was trussed up and carried away by the sura riders, deposited at the sura king's palace, then allowed to bathe and change clothes into something grossly revealing, with only his groin covered by a few patches of cloth.

After that, he was escorted to the door of a rather grand chamber, where he was serenaded by a series of haunting, chilling screams.
To be honest, he had never heard their like before.
He admitted to being a cruel hunter who had tortured his enemies in similar fashion, but he had never heard such helplessness and despair.

The door was pushed open by a crack.
A fearful man reached an arm out, half his body naked, his eyes crazed.
When he saw Musi Yu, he cried out, “Please, save me!”

A gigantic pitch-black arm dragged the man back from the door.
There was another series of cries that reached a crescendo and then suddenly diminished greatly in volume.
Not a while later, the door was unchained, and two guards swiftly walked inside.

They carted the man from before outside, his body contorted and dripping with blood from his nether regions.
His eyes were vacant and glassy; he had died.

Musi Yu swallowed a gulp of saliva.
Just what was the sura king like? Surely she wouldn't torture him like that, would she? While he was lost in his thoughts, the guards pushed him inside, finally giving him a glimpse of the sura king for himself—a swollen body, an ugly face and mouth, two horns protruding out of a bulbous forehead, black skin, sharp teeth.
The sura king looked like a malicious demon.

Suddenly, Musi Yu frowned.
Was the sura king not female? Why was she flat-chested?

Slowly, the sura king began, “Are there new concubines waiting for me?”

Given the massive bed in front of him, Musi Yu was certain that he was in the sura king's bedroom. 

The sura elder knelt on the floor and replied respectfully, “Honored king, this is a concubine granted to you by the divine.”

“By the divine?”

The sura elder nodded.
“He appeared out of thin air in the center of the city.”

“Interesting.
Send him in,” the sura king commanded.

Musi Yu sucked in a deep breath.
The sura king might have been even uglier than expected, but to seek revenge, to live, and to kill Zhang Lie, he would be willing to do just about anything.

Musi Yu raised his head and tried to appear charming.
“Please, do as you will with me!”

The sura king seemed surprised.
“Oh? You're the first human who hasn't been shocked by my appearance.
Indeed, you're surely a human sent to me by the deity of the sura himself!”

The sura king removed the blanket covering his groin, causing Musi Yu's mouth to widen in shock.
His member was gigantic, far larger than Musi Yu's own and almost as girthy as his thigh.

“Y-you, I-I…”

“You're ready, aren't you? I won't wait!” The sura king reached out and grabbed both of Musi Yu's legs.

[Omitted.]

Musi Yu endured three whole days of torture—from pain, to pain, to even more pain and suffering, and finally numbness.
After three days, Musi Yu was carted out of the sura king's bed—though unlike the other concubines, he was still alive.
Even injured, he still had the body and constitution of a third-realm warlord, and even this amount of trauma wouldn't have been enough to kill him.

As the sura king dressed himself, he praised, “It's been a very long time since I've had such a satisfying concubine.
Confer him a position and keep him here!”

The sura elder knelt on the floor and bowed.
“Yes, your highness.”

The sura king dismissed him.
“Give him the best treatment for his injuries.
I won't allow such a valuable treasure to die.”

Musi Yu had finally obtained the healing potions he had hoped to get, but the price seemed to be a little high.
“Everything is Zhang Lie's fault, everything! None of this would have happened without him!”

Musi Yu's hatred of Zhang Lie grew more and more severe.
If not for this hatred, Musi Yu was certain that he couldn't have lived through those three days of torture.
He had to recover, he had to—and then he would pay Zhang Lie back tenfold for the suffering and shame that he had caused!

The days passed in an endless cycle of sex and potions.
As his injuries healed, it became far less challenging to survive the sura king's onslaught.
Although the will of the world suppressed his third-realm strength, he was certainly strong enough to sneak away from the palace.

For some reason, after spending months with the sura king, he had grown a little attached to him, but his enmity against Zhang Lie far overwhelmed this fledgling affection.

Musi Yu fled the palace.