183: Chapter 183 Harvest Time

The morning breeze of Taiping Old Street blew away the last trace of smoke.

The several massive craters outside the Funeral Shop silently told the tale of the one-sided massacre that had just occurred.

The three Cardinals, who once ruled the Western Continent and enjoyed the worship of countless believers, were now being dragged by Fatty Wang like dead pigs, one leg in each hand, toward the backyard of the Funeral Shop.

"Fatty, take it easy. These three old guys have brittle bones; don't break them apart on the way. Our basement is still counting on them to generate some power."

Lin Ye stood on the steps, picking his teeth with a toothpick, his tone thoroughly relaxed.

"Don't worry, Boss! When have you ever had to worry about my work?"

"Even though these three old geezers have had their magic crippled, their bodies have been nourished by the Holy Light for decades, so they're still incredibly durable!"

Fatty Wang was dripping with sweat, but his face was beaming with joy.

As he dragged them, he unceremoniously stripped the three Cardinals of their magnificent crimson robes.

Those robes were embedded with pigeon-egg-sized rubies and mithril threads, all priceless treasures.

In the blink of an eye, the three high-and-mighty Cardinals were stripped down to nothing but three pairs of ridiculous white boxers.

They were filled with shame and fury, their faces turning completely red.

"Eastern demon... You cannot treat God's servants like this... You will go to Hell!"

The leading Cardinal struggled desperately, but under the absolute domain suppression of the nine nether purgatory tower, his strength was now inferior to that of an ordinary adult.

"Go to Hell? The basement of my Funeral Shop is much more fun than Hell."

Lin Ye didn't bother to pay attention to the impotent rage of these defeated foes and turned to walk into the lobby.

Ten meters underground.

First floor of the nine nether purgatory tower.

The elevator doors opened. Holding several small pink floral aprons in one hand, Fatty Wang kicked the three naked old men one by one into the labor camp.

Blood High Priest Archimonde, who was currently running in a hamster wheel until he foamed at the mouth, heard the noise and painfully raised his heavy eyelids.

When he clearly saw the three familiar figures lying on the ground,

Archimonde's eyes nearly popped out of his skull.

"C... Cardinal Your Eminence?!"

Archimonde let out a wail, his mental state completely collapsing at this moment.

He had thought that the arrival of these three demigod-level powerhouses would surely bring down supreme divine punishment to burn that Eastern man to ashes, and rescue him from this pitch-black basement in the process.

And the result?

The reinforcements did arrive.

But they had turned directly into cellmates!

"Archimonde? You... why are you here?!"

The three Cardinals were also filled with horror.

Seeing the once-majestic Blood High Priest now running barefoot in a giant hamster wheel, this scene was a hundred times more absurd than a demon's lair.

"No time for catching up. Newbies, do you know the rules?"

Ayugu, already fully immersed in her role as the "warden," walked over with a small, specially made Miaojiang leather whip in hand and sat down on a small folding stool.

She threw the three small pink floral aprons onto the faces of the three Cardinals.

"Put on your uniforms. See those three supreme-edition spin bikes in front of you? Get on them and start pedaling. Your RPM cannot drop below eighty."

"If anyone dares to slack off, today's staff lunch will be moldy buns and cold water!"

Looking at the pink, delicate aprons in their hands, the three Cardinals trembled with rage, nearly suffering a brain hemorrhage on the spot.

"We are spokesmen of God! We will never wear such insulting clothes!"

"Crack!"

Ayugu unceremoniously whipped a nearby iron pillar, letting out a crisp crack.

"In our Lins Funeral Shop, the boss is the supreme god. Cut the crap and put them on! You twelve Paladins over there, teach your leaders how to ride a spin bike!"

Under Ayugu's tyrannical abuse of power and the absolute suppression of the nine nether purgatory tower, the three Cardinals shed tears of humiliation.

With trembling hands, they slipped the ridiculous pink aprons over their bodies.

Then, under the sympathetic and helpless gazes of the twelve Paladins nearby, they climbed onto the three spin bikes tailored for them.

"Squeak... Squeak..."

The crisp sound of chain friction rang out once again.

...

The first-floor lobby.

Lin Ye leaned back comfortably on the wide single sofa.

The morning sunlight spilled in through the glass doors, making the entire lobby warm and cozy.

Helena walked over gracefully in high heels, carrying an exquisite fruit platter.

She had changed out of her black Ice Silkworm Silk cheongsam, replacing it with a black tight-fitting knit sweater and a high-waisted hip-hugging skirt that Lin Ye had bought for her at the mall yesterday.

This outfit, leaning toward a modern urban office style, outlined her uniquely Western voluptuous curves even more dramatically.

The patch of snowy white skin at her collarbone rose and fell gently with her breathing.

"Boss, freshly washed grapes. Let me feed you."

Helena half-knelt beside the sofa.

She extended her fair, slender fingers, peeled a translucent purple grape, and carefully offered it to Lin Ye's lips.

Her ice-blue eyes revealed unconcealed gentleness and obedience.

Lin Ye opened his mouth, taking in the grape along with half of her scallion-white finger.

Helena trembled all over.

The warm, moist sensation on her fingertip made her involuntarily recall the tingling feeling of that Pure Yang True Qi rampaging and clearing paths inside her body in the medicinal bath barrel last night.

Blushes instantly rushed to her cheeks. Her watery eyes didn't dare to look directly at Lin Ye, yet she was reluctant to pull her finger out.

"Ahem, ahem."

A crisp cough came from the staircase.

Leng Yue walked down with elegant steps, wearing her moon-white modified cheongsam.

Helena pulled her finger back as if shocked by electricity. She quickly retreated to the side with the fruit platter, lowering her head like an obedient little maid.

She knew very well that in this household, she was just an employee who had signed an indenture contract, and she must never challenge the authority of the first wife.

Leng Yue walked over to the sofa but didn't try to snatch the spot next to Lin Ye.

She simply sat gracefully on the opposite chair, reached out with her slender, cool, jade-like hands, lifted the teapot, and poured a cup of green tea for both herself and Lin Ye.

"Husband is in quite a good mood today. Having just dealt with the trouble outside, you actually have the leisure to eat grapes here."

Leng Yue's tone was flat, conveying neither joy nor anger.

Lin Ye sat up straight and took a sip from his teacup.

"Those weaklings outside aren't worth my concern. I was just thinking of wrapping things up quickly so I could have more time to spend with my wife."

Lin Ye leaned forward slightly, looking at Leng Yue with a sincere gaze.

"Besides, no matter how sweet these grapes are, they can't compare to the fragrance of the tea my wife brewed with her own hands."

This statement could be said to have maxed out the emotional value.

On Leng Yue's cold and beautiful face, a visible softening occurred.

"You certainly know how to sweet-talk. Keeping those foreigners in the basement will be a hidden danger sooner or later. How does Husband plan to deal with them?"

"How about we just kill them all?"

Leng Yue smoothly shifted the topic, starting to worry about serious business on Lin Ye's behalf.

"No rush. Right now, they are just the human power banks of our Funeral Shop."

"Once we drain every last bit of Holy Light magic from them, we can then consider whether to throw them into the sea or slice them up for research."

Lin Ye waved his hand dismissively.

"I'm here!"

Along with a call,

Frost Star jumped down directly from the second floor and squeezed into the single sofa.

"I want to eat grapes too!"

He smiled helplessly, picked up a grape from the fruit platter, and popped it into Frost Star's mouth.

"Eat, eat, eat. All you know is eating every day. Careful you don't grow into a little fat pig."

"No, I won't! Everything Frost Star eats goes to the right places!"

Frost Star proudly puffed out her chest. The astonishing curve stretched her white camisole, giving it a slightly semi-transparent texture.

This move completely stunned Helena, who was standing to the side.

She had always thought her Western figure was proud enough.

Looking closely now, she hadn't expected this silver-haired girl, who seemed mentally immature, to have curves even more exaggerated than her own.

Furthermore, she actually dared to act spoiled in the boss's lap so unscrupulously right in front of the first wife!

Helena stole a glance at Leng Yue opposite them.

She saw Leng Yue holding her teacup, taking a gentle sip.

Although she frowned slightly, she didn't speak up to scold her, clearly acquiescing to this behavior.

Helena sighed inwardly.

It seemed her status was indeed at the absolute bottom.

The road ahead was long and arduous; she still had to keep working hard to please the boss.

Lin Ye enjoyed the company of his two beautiful companions, one of ice and one of fire.

He patted Frost Star's back, telling her to sit properly.

"Alright, stop fooling around. I have some matters to attend to in secluded cultivation. Don't let anyone disturb me."

Although Frost Star was reluctant, she was sensible enough not to persist.

She climbed down from Lin Ye's lap and pulled Leng Yue's hand toward the backyard.

Helena also quickly picked up the fruit platter, following closely behind them.