Chapter 213: Evil Dragon Diary 4
The voyage on the Eternal Flow Sea is always desolate. Normally, a capsule ship would not encounter any other living beings from start to finish. Thus, traveling to other areas by capsule ship is a very lonely experience. After all, being confined in such a small space for days or even tens of days alone is quite terrifying. Of course, most people choose to enter hibernation. Since the capsule ship is self-driving, they can reach their destination successfully unless they have the worst luck and encounter pirates. Usually, there are no major issues.
In addition, some people bring various audiovisual works and study materials to make the lonely journey less boring.
As the second day approached 6 AM, Xia Feng’s eyes suddenly opened. He shook his head groggily. This was the downside of two people squeezing into one cabin—stuffy and heavy. He lowered his gaze and looked at the silver-haired woman’s cool, aloof profile nestled against his neck. A shadow fell upon her curled eyelashes, and her rosy lips beneath her jade nose rhythmically parted and closed with her breathing. She was sleeping soundly.
After dealing with the pursuers sent by Xize last night, Miss Mu had explained the Four Great Pillar Kingdoms to him, and then he had started provoking Mu Shen again. “Miss Mu, your singing sounds like a duck quacking. I’m curious, how do you have the face to perform on stage?” Then he was pinned down by Miss Mu and “punished” until this early morning. Although his body was sore, Xia Feng felt great. Miss Mu had gone to great lengths, trying every trick in the book to dominate him.
[After multiple close-quarters combats with you, Mu Qingtong has gained a comprehensive understanding of your physical data and combat habits. Her assassination techniques specifically designed to counter Xia Feng have significantly improved.]
[During the battle, your strange groans of pain piqued Mu Qingtong’s interest. She had a flash of inspiration and developed new ideas for repairing the Fate Stone.]
[Mu Qingtong made a simple modification to the structural rules of Fate · Tyr, repaired the Fate Stone again, and began experimenting on you.]
As Mu Qingtong cultivated using the Fate Stone, Xia Feng’s Strength Value increased slightly by 30 points, reaching 810. Additionally, due to sweating profusely during the process, Mu Qingtong learned an N-level Spirit Robe called “Pure Cleansing,” which could absorb sweat from the skin’s surface, keeping her clean while also emitting a sweet fragrance. It had to be said, it was very convenient.
Finally, both of them were too exhausted to determine a winner, and they fell asleep in a daze. Seeing that Mu Qingtong was still asleep, Xia Feng did not disturb her. Instead, he carefully took out the materials for a teleportation formation to prepare it. After quickly drawing the formation, he secretly glanced at the still-sleeping Miss Mu, then quietly opened the compartment above their heads and took out a tanghulu wrapped in glutinous rice paper.
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[Awakening Calendar Day 32]
[Pain: 139 million levels, Desire: 58.65%]
[The tanghulu is delicious.]
[This is human food brought by Xia Feng. Compared to the monotonous and bland dragon cuisine, human food is surprisingly to my liking.]
[Xia Feng said he wanted to use sweets to alleviate my pain.]
[Honestly, this is sheer wishful thinking.]
[But for some reason, the tanghulu is truly sweet.]
[The sweet taste bloomed on my taste buds, stimulating my senses and nerves. It is merely a common food, yet it seems to act upon my soul, giving rise to an emotion called bliss. For a moment, I forgot the bone-piercing pain and despair.]
[From this, it can be seen that humans are indeed a race not to be underestimated; they can create such strange food.]
[It is very common and lacks any spiritual nature, yet it can alleviate the terrifying power of torture acting upon the soul.]
[Xia Feng. I truly enjoy the tanghulu you brought.]
[. ]
[But—]
[I am guilty.]
[Xia Feng’s teeth once again pierced my divine body, and his saliva left marks on my skin.]
[Perhaps the tanghulu also has the side effect of weakening willpower. Today, I once again broke my promise and agreed to let Xia Feng approach and blaspheme me.]
[But he was too slow, so I clasped his jaw and lowered my head, letting my teeth sink into his neck, leaving marks on his Adam’s apple.]
[This is clearly not something a believer and their Divine Master should do.]
[But there is a reason for it. The desire infection on him still exists. As the Divine Master he worships, it is reasonable for me to help him remove the infection, right?]
[Alright, this is not reasonable.]
[Wrong is wrong.]
[I am guilty.]
[Today was an act of unrestrained indulgence, but fortunately, no more serious mistakes were made.]
[!]
[Tomorrow, the believer said he will come again tomorrow.]
[Three strikes and you’re out. Tomorrow, there is one more chance for secret indulgence. As long as no more excessive things are done to him, it should not be a big deal.]
[I have confidence in my willpower. After all, I have endured such immense pain; enduring mere unworthy desires should be effortless.]
[Fortunately, this devout believer has not discovered the hidden sinister thoughts of the Divine Master he believes in, otherwise, his lifelong faith might collapse.]
Beneath the World Tree, the star-skirt woman took out the diary she wrote yesterday and silently flipped through it. She pursed her lips and picked up her pen, seemingly about to erase some paragraphs. But at that moment, she sensed something and closed the diary shut, raising her head to look. She saw the figure of a man in white clothes holding a tanghulu emerge from the teleportation platform and walk quickly towards her with a smile.
“Lord Dragon God, good morning.”
The star-skirt woman sat upright on the divine seat. She calmly lowered her gaze and nodded slightly: “Mm.”
Xia Feng was already accustomed to the Evil Dragon Miss’s indifference and aloofness. He walked up the divine steps and offered the tanghulu: “Here, Lord Dragon God, I risked my life being beaten to death by a witch to steal this for you. Eat it quickly, it won’t be good if she finds out.”
“?” Di Si’s eyes were filled with doubt. “So this matter was this dangerous?”
“It’s nothing, just another beating,” Xia Feng waved his hand. Tanghulu was Mu Shen’s favorite. Mu Qingtong was generous with everything except food; she was very possessive. Last night, even when he wanted some, Mu Qingtong wouldn’t give it to him. If Mu Qingtong woke up this morning and found that the tanghulu was inexplicably missing, she definitely wouldn’t let him off easily. However, this was not a big problem, and he actually enjoyed seeing Miss Mu angry and wanting to beat him up. Just thinking about it made him excited.
Seeing the believer wave his hand and say it was fine, Di Si could not just stand by and watch. She narrowed her vertical pupils slightly: “Has this witch you speak of beaten you many times? If you can’t handle her, you can bring her here, and I will kill her for you!”
Xia Feng: “. Well, that’s not necessary.”
“Besides, stealing is not a righteous act. I cannot accept this,” Di Si handed the tanghulu back. “Return it to her.”
Xia Feng felt he had said too much. He helplessly took it back, looked at the tanghulu in his hand, and then looked up at the star-skirt woman. “Lord Dragon God, you really don’t want it?”
Di Si shook her head.
But Xia Feng felt he deserved a beating. He felt uncomfortable if he wasn’t beaten for a day. After some thought, he directly devoured the tanghulu. Di Si pursed her lips, wanting to persuade him to return the item, but suddenly stopped. Her gaze finally settled on the man’s thin lips, which were covered in sweet syrup.
