Little Pink Starfish

From that day on, Kongshan Dawang began leaving early and returning late.

Every morning, after clinging to Ziche Shubai for an hour, he would head out—though not before sealing off the planet. And every night when he returned, he would always bring back some kind of rare and valuable treasure.

Qing Tong felt deeply troubled.

Even though their Star Lord hadn’t suffered too much at the hands of that pig-head, every time the pig-head left, the Star Lord would stand in the backyard, gazing wistfully at the spot where he had departed. That loneliness, that sorrow—it was simply heartbreaking!

How could that pig-head flirt with the Star Lord and then treat him so carelessly?!

But what could she do?

Who could understand the misery of being unable to defeat that pig-head…

Qing Tong let out a long sigh.

Turning around, she led a group of guards toward the area where the monsters gathered.

By now, everyone knew who these monsters were.

So what if they were demon kings?! Did they think they were all that?!

But the three great demon kings made it clear—being a demon king was all that. They could crush everyone here… except the pretty boy, of course.

Both sides held a grudge.

The monsters were furious.

They had once ruled over this planet, living happily and doing whatever they pleased. Then, one day, disaster struck. Not only did a powerful figure appear and completely upend their lives, but that very same figure forced them into servitude—helping humans, of all things!

Unacceptable!

They had never reasoned with others, but now they were the ones being treated unreasonably?!

Infuriating!

And these humans, these weaklings, had the audacity to sneer at them?!

If someone had dared do that before, they would have been torn apart on the spot!

And their king! Not only had he disgraced himself, but he had dragged them down with him, locking them onto this damn planet! The humiliation was unbearable!

Meanwhile, Qing Tong and the guards were just as displeased.

Their Star Lord was unmatched in beauty, strength, composure, and refinement—a true male god. Yet all he did was attend a single auction, and he got taken advantage of by a pig?!

Who could understand the pain of watching an idol fall?!

These monsters, aside from looking vaguely human, were nothing like them—barbaric, crude, violent, and treacherous! And yet, they dared to act like they owned the place?!

Unacceptable!

Thus, with Ziche Shubai showing little interest and Kongshan Dawang secretly fanning the flames, both sides came to the same conclusion.

They wanted to fight.

They wanted to beat the living daylights out of each other.

Teach these bastards a lesson!

The humans: Beat these beasts to death!

The monsters: Beat these pathetic humans to death!

Kongshan Dawang: Heh, kill each other all you want. Just don’t bother me and gege.

Tensions grew by the day.

But the monsters Kongshan Dawang had brought were all elites, far stronger than the guards—by at least a few levels.

At first, the monsters won effortlessly, mocking the defeated humans.

But the human youths refused to back down.

How could they lose on their own turf?! How could they let the Star Lord down?! How could they let these creatures strut around arrogantly?!

Fight! Even if they lost, they would fight! If they could land two punches, they wouldn’t settle for one! If they could bite off a chunk of flesh, they’d do it even if they lost a tooth in the process!

As both sides unleashed their frustrations, the guards went from being beaten every day to occasionally landing blows on the monsters. Their strength skyrocketed, their battle instincts sharpened, and their combat techniques advanced rapidly.

Ziche Shubai had no interest in their little war games, but seeing how much they enjoyed it, he simply opened up the treasure vault.

He let Qing Tong manage it—anyone who got injured, regardless of whether they were human or monster, would be treated. Any hidden injuries would be healed. Any lack of resources would be provided for.

In short, he used Tiandu Star’s wealth to let them play their game.

Or rather, he used the monsters to train and strengthen his own guards.

Day by day, the guards continued breaking through their limits. Their overall strength soared, their collective aura becoming a hundred times more terrifying.

Though they still couldn’t match the monsters in sheer power, they lasted longer in fights. And if they used their wits well, they could even force some of the monsters into their true forms.

Pretty impressive!

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After an unknown number of failed attempts to seduce Ziche Shubai, Kongshan Dawang found himself once again locked out of bed.

That night, Ziche Shubai lay on his large bed, shifting slightly inward.

Kongshan Dawang immediately climbed in.

Ziche Shubai spoke. “Tomorrow, you’re coming with me somewhere.”

Kongshan Dawang’s eyes lit up with joy. “Wherever gege goes, I go. Gege, don’t leave me…”

Ziche Shubai was speechless.

If I really wanted to ditch you, would I invite you along?!

Can you just behave for once?!

Do you think I can’t tell you’re acting spoiled?!

Well, let me tell you—acting cute won’t work on me! I have resistance now!

When Ziche Shubai didn’t respond for a long time, a twisted storm brewed deep within Kongshan Dawang’s eyes.

Why isn’t he answering…?

He buried his head in the crook of Ziche Shubai’s neck, forcefully suppressing his growing violence. Wrapping his arms tightly around his waist, he murmured pitifully, “Gege…”

Ziche Shubai endured.

“Gege… promise me…”

He endured again.

“Gege, gege, my gege…”

Ziche Shubai: “…Mm.”

Kongshan Dawang froze for a second before tightening his grip. “Gege, you promised, right?”

Ziche Shubai’s face remained blank. “I promised.”

Fine. I admit it. I lost again.

So much for my so-called resistance—it crumbled like wet paper.

Kongshan Dawang was overwhelmed with joy, as if something he had longed for had finally consumed him entirely.

Ecstatic, he lifted his head, aiming for Ziche Shubai’s lips. But just as he was about to make contact, a hand pressed against his face, stopping him.

Kongshan Dawang pouted. “Gege, why?”

Ziche Shubai’s expression remained impassive. “Take a guess.”

Kongshan Dawang: “…”

He didn’t know why, but he felt like gege was angry again.

Ziche Shubai: “Guess it, then we’ll talk.”

Kongshan Dawang deflated.

Fine. He could never win against gege.

But if he couldn’t kiss or touch… hugging was still fine, right?

After clinging to Ziche Shubai for a long while, Kongshan Dawang finally settled down.

Then, Ziche Shubai dragged his oversized baggage along, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Kongshan Dawang tried to sneak in a kiss, but even in his sleep, Ziche Shubai unconsciously rejected him.

Kongshan Dawang sulked.

Ziche Shubai turned over.

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For Ziche Shubai, this body—the one that originally belonged to Shangguan Yu—had become his real body.

He would never tell the pervert why, but the truth was simple: because this was the body that had found love and family.

Where his loved ones were, that was home.

But this void-breaking incident had gone wrong. His soul had entered a new body, yet his old one had followed.

Which meant he had to be careful.

If he left one day, what if the real Shangguan Yu woke up?

Could he really leave him with a body covered in scars left by this pervert?!

It just didn’t seem right.

So until the pervert regained his memories, Ziche Shubai had to hold the line.

No matter what, he wouldn’t let his defenses down.

I’m a righteous man! I have morals!

Ziche Shubai sighed silently.

If you want to do anything, just hurry up and get your memories back already, damn pervert!

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Pinky says: ChatGPT randomly decides to translate things using different words that mean the same thing, the title is probably the same, it just got switcharooed, I cannot be fucked to fix all the switcharoos, please forgive me.