Chapter 290. Method
“He—how could he be like this! This blasphemous believer!” Di Si’s majestic pretty face was stunned, her mind buzzing. She never expected Xia Feng to suddenly say such a thing, brazenly declaring his intention to blaspheme her as a believer. How could this be? This was a sin, an absolutely forbidden and immoral act!
“Hu—human, you cannot do this,” Di Si took a deep breath, her vertical pupils regaining their sternness, her little face serious. “The few times I kissed you were out of concern and protection from the Divine Master to a believer, not bearing to see you suffer. How could you harbor such evil thoughts because of it!” Her expression was solemn, her delicate brows furrowed as she stared at Xia Feng. “I’ll let your disrespectful words slide this time, but you are forbidden to do it again. Do you hear me!”
To be fair, Xia Feng greatly admired Miss Evil Dragon’s act of feigning ignorance, still putting up a front and finding excuses even at this stage. Seeing Xia Feng still staring at her lips, Di Si frowned, pursed her lips slightly, and reprimanded him displeasantly, “I’m asking you a question, do you hear me!”
Xia Feng blinked, staring at her quietly, and as he slowly approached, he earnestly announced, “Lord Dragon God, I’m going to kiss you.”
“.” Di Si’s reprimanding command was halted. Her exquisitely beautiful little face was flushed, her vertical pupils flickered with strange white light, and her breathing became increasingly rapid. “I said, you are not allowed to kiss!” she ordered in a deep voice, widening her eyes as she watched the man’s thin lips drawing nearer.
Am I, am I about to be blasphemed by this arrogant believer? Here, on the divine seat, openly…
The believer’s actions paused again. He blinked and said, “I want to kiss you.”
Di Si was stunned. She said earnestly again, “You are not allowed to kiss!”
“I want to.”
“You are not allowed to!”
“I want to.”
“You are not allowed to!”
“Oh, okay then.” Xia Feng nodded and withdrew. “Then I won’t kiss you.”
“You are not allowed to—Huh?!” Di Si, whose vertical pupils had narrowed slightly as if to distance herself, suddenly came back to her senses. Then she met the believer’s gaze, which held a hint of a smile. “Lord Dragon God, do you mean you are not allowed *not* to kiss?”
“You—I mean, you are not allowed to kiss!” Di Si said with a straight face. Even though she said this, her heart was pounding. This feeling was so strange. Nothing had happened yet, but her reaction was far more intense than ever before. Even the pain from the Calamity Force Erosion seemed to have disappeared.
“Oh, alright.”
Xia Feng blinked and nodded. “Lord Dragon God, you are right. As your most loyal believer, I indeed cannot do such a blasphemous thing!”
“I said, you are not allowed to—Eh?”
“Lord Dragon God, rest assured, I am your most faithful believer. My feelings for you are only admiration and reverence. How could I do such a disrespectful thing to you?”
Di Si: “…”
“How can you be like this!” The star-skirt woman’s chest puffed up a few times, rising and falling, her exquisite face tinged with annoyance.
“How am I?” Looking at the believer’s feigned look of confusion before her, Di Si’s breathing quickened. The legs beneath her starry skirt couldn’t help but rub against each other. She pursed her lips, inwardly annoyed. This arrogant believer! How dare he toy with me like this! I am his Divine Master. How could he—how could he…
“Lord Dragon God, what were you thinking just now?” Xia Feng asked with some surprise, his black eyes wide. “You’re not thinking that I *would* actually blaspheme you, are you?”
“!” Di Si pursed her lips and said with a straight face, “Xia Feng, I hate you.”
“How much do you hate me?”
“I hate you a lot!”
Xia Feng smiled. “How much is ‘a lot’?”
“It’s a lot—Ugh—Ugh—I hate you, Ugh~~~~”
Caught off guard by the attack, Di Si’s mind buzzed again. Her vertical pupils flickered between a hazy, unfocused look and a cold, majestic one. Finally, her snow-white irises showed a misty, watery sheen, reflecting the believer’s condescending dark eyes.
The elders had once said that the Divine Master’s position in a believer’s heart must be supreme—someone to be prostrated before, revered, and worshipped, like a lord and subject, or a mother and child, with an insurmountable chasm between them. Crossing this chasm would be considered a forbidden act, met with the scorn of all people, the shame of one’s kin, and the disdain of all gods.
Di Si seemed to see the ancient gods standing in the clouds, sneering down at her, and the elders sighing with disappointment. Shame and the thrill of the forbidden intertwined. In a daze, she raised her hand to press on Xia Feng’s shoulder but was seized by the wrist.
“Lord Dragon God, I am blaspheming you, which means my strength is greater than yours. So, don’t move!” A cold command sounded in her ear. On the divine seat, the star-skirt woman tilted her neck back, her hands pinned above her head. Her narrow vertical pupils, gazing at the canopy of the World Tree, were hazy and bewildered.
What a detestable believer! He’s just a weak ant, yet so arrogant, and he even dares to tell me to cooperate with him? How disrespectful! Di Si instantly regained her clarity!
!
She glanced at Xia Feng disdainfully but quickly averted her gaze. Really, blaspheme if you must… why are you staring at me like that.
*Splat*—her snow-white dragon tail once again emerged from beneath the starry skirt. The snow-white tail muscles shimmered with dimly visible light-gold meridian lines, like some sacred scripture or curse mark, extending from the tailbone to the tip. The tail tip, now damp and glistening, snaked down her fair thigh, winding around her smooth ankles until only a small section was exposed. The snow-white tail tip twitched playfully as her clear, pink, soft, beautiful foot suddenly stepped on it, rubbing gently.
To Xia Feng’s surprise, Di Si truly remained still when he told her not to move. However, her snow-white sole continuously pressed on the trembling tail tip, seemingly suppressing something. Noticing that the believer had finally stopped his blasphemous act, Di Si’s flushed complexion returned to normal, and she sat up slightly with a straight face.
Xia Feng glanced at the messy wet marks on the divine seat woman’s fair collarbone, then looked up and suddenly asked, “Lord Dragon God, I’ve thought of a problem.”
“Hmm?”
“How long can your Dragon Breath suppress the power of rules?”
“The power of rules is the underlying principle of the world. In a sense, it is even stronger than divine power. With the Dragon Breath I’m currently releasing, it can suppress the power of rules for about ten days at most.”
“Only ten days?”
Xia Feng was startled. He thought it could suppress it for a long time. If that was the case, he was still in great danger. Mu Qingtong would not let him go so easily! He, Xia Feng, the leader of the Peach Organization, absolutely could not suffer such ‘humiliation beneath the crotch’ again!
“Lord Dragon God, is there no other way?” The witch is endlessly malicious and will surely torment me again. Without countermeasures, I’ll be very passive. Xia Feng said this, looking expectantly at Di Si.
Unfortunately, Di Si shook her head. “If I were in my prime, I would naturally have many methods, but now…”
Xia Feng understood and nodded helplessly. It seemed he would have to find another way. Seeing his distress, Di Si couldn’t help but furrow her delicate brows. That witch dared to bully my believer like this, trampling on his dignity, truly hateful! If a solution isn’t found soon, Di Si couldn’t even imagine what other evil torments the believer might suffer. Given the evil deeds the witch had already committed, she would surely escalate in the future. Therefore, as Xia Feng’s Divine Master, she had a duty to protect his physical and mental health! She absolutely could not let him be humiliated again! With this thought, Di Si pursed her lips and looked up. “Actually, I do have another method.”
“Hmm?”
