Chapter 292: Evil Mark
Chapter 292: Evil Mark
The candied hawthorn was very sweet.
Xia Feng could savor each fruit for three minutes.
Sticky sweet frosting covered the Dragon God’s indifferent lips, perfect jawline, and elegant neck.
After eating over a dozen candied hawthorns, Xia Feng finally got tired and leaned lazily in the Dragon God’s embrace to continue their conversation:
“Lord Dragon God, besides Origin Water, I’ve also discovered another Origin-type divine object.”
Di Si’s chest rose and fell unevenly. A few strands of soft hair were sticking to her sweaty, exquisitely beautiful little face. After a moment of soft panting, she narrowed her vertical pupils and indifferently said, “Speak.”
“I didn’t see its exact appearance, but its name is Origin Earth.”
Xia Feng briefly explained the matter of the Life Roulette.
According to the rules, the Spirit Master with the highest Life Points at the advanced sacrifice stage would receive an additional reward of Origin Earth.
Origin Earth could be awarded solely as a champion prize, so it was undoubtedly extraordinary.
“Only its name?”
Di Si frowned and shook her head. “If it’s only the name, I can’t determine its purpose. Origin-type divine objects are ancient divine items born with the world, and they split into various forms and names over countless years of dissemination.”
“The Origin Water from earlier, I also judged its purpose only when I saw it. A long time ago, this item was known by over a dozen names such as ‘Eternal Flowing Liquid,’ ‘Origin Dewdrop,’ and ‘Array Dispelling Fruit.’
“As for the Origin Earth you mentioned… the ones I can think of are ‘Hope Earth’ and ‘Divine Origin Earth,’ but both of these divine items had already gone extinct before I was alive, so it’s unlikely.”
After listening to the Dragon God’s explanation, Xia Feng rubbed his chin and nodded. Although he didn’t know the purpose of Origin Earth, as long as it was an Origin-type divine object, collecting it was definitely the right move.
It might be very useful in finding the Origin Egg.
According to the Dragon God, the Dragon Race had existed since ancient times. Unlike the numerous Human Race, the Dragon Race had an extremely low success rate in reproduction, making them scarce.
Therefore, to prevent their extinction, over a long period, the Dragon Race gradually evolved into a race with high desire, and as they entered maturity, this reproductive desire would become so intense that it could consume and influence their will. Only after successfully reproducing would this state gradually subside.
As an Origin-type divine object that could nurture the next generation without the need for mating, the Origin Egg should have very powerful protective measures. The Dragon Race would never allow the Origin Egg to go extinct, even if they themselves perished.
While contemplating, Xia Feng felt that the time was almost up, and it was time to return to the Real World.
He stood up, placing a hand on the woman’s shoulder, and stepped back respectfully. “Lord Dragon God, if you have no further instructions, I will return now.”
Di Si was startled and pursed her lips. “Do you have any urgent matters outside?”
“Mm, not really.” Xia Feng thought for a moment and shook his head.
“Then why the rush to leave?”
“Lord Dragon God, I’ve already been here for over an hour.” Xia Feng said helplessly.
“Ah? H-has it been that long?”
The Star-skirt woman turned her little face away, her delicate eyebrows furrowed. She clearly felt like only a few minutes had passed.
“Then… Human, will you come again tomorrow?” Her pale vertical pupils flickered with light, hiding a hint of unnoticeable hope.
“Of course, I will.” Xia Feng smiled, cupped his hands in respect, and said in a deep voice, “Tomorrow, I will still need Lord Dragon God to work hard to further suppress the evil power of the witch for me.”
“It’s not hard.” Di Si pursed her lips and said in a low voice. After a pause, she moved her cheerful dragon tail aside, stood on her tiptoes, and said softly,
“Alright, Human, you may withdraw.”
*
When Xia Feng returned to his physical body, he found the Black-dressed Woman staring at him with her golden eyes unblinking.
“What, Miss Mu, are you conquered by my good looks?” Xia Feng raised an eyebrow and chuckled. “Peeking at me like this when I’m gone?”
Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes and said calmly, “Mr. Xia, you have a problem.”
“I do have many problems, for example, what exactly is your Holy Solution Ability?”
Mu Qingtong ignored him and continued, “One hour, thirteen minutes, and fifty-nine seconds. Does this divine being have that many things to tell you?” She had long found it strange. When Mr. Xia met with the divine being over a month ago, it was the same. He would spend at least half an hour there, and the divine being seemed to have endless things to say. It was very not right.
Although Mu Qingtong didn’t believe in gods, she knew that under normal circumstances, even a Star God Agent rarely met their own Star God more than once a year.
Someone like Xia Feng definitely had a problem, and a big one!
So Mu Qingtong quickly ran through several conjectures in her mind, and then she arrived at a terrifying conclusion that was hard for her to accept, and even somewhat enraging!
“Mr. Xia, I think we need to have a good talk.”
Seeing the Black-dressed Woman’s serious expression, Xia Feng was stunned. His heart trembled, Hiss—could it be that she guessed about me and Miss Evil Dragon?
Huh? That doesn’t seem right either. If she guessed, she guessed. What is there to panic about! Xia Feng quickly calmed his mind.
Moreover, his engagement with Mu Qingtong had already been annulled, so there was even less to panic about!
“Mr. Xia, were you violated by a divine being?” Mu Qingtong suppressed her emotions and voiced her conjecture.
“Ah?”
Xia Feng was bewildered. This guess couldn’t be said to be entirely wrong, but it couldn’t be said to be entirely right either.
Xia Feng was more inclined to believe that he had committed blasphemy against the Dragon God, although he was mostly in a passive state.
“Why would you think that?” Xia Feng asked doubtfully.
“Just tell me if my guess is correct or not.”
!
“No.” Xia Feng rolled his eyes. “A divine being violating a human like me? You really can imagine things. How could something like that be possible?”
Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes and said in a deep voice, “There is a Great Calamity among the Nightmare Clan called the Feast Flower Great Calamity. She ascended to become an Eight-Eyed Great Calamity by having intercourse with different males day and night, and she particularly favored some Spirit Masters with high talent and high Spirit Artifact Levels.”
“Mr. Xia, if you weren’t threatened with your life and then violated, I really can’t think of any other reason why you would visit the divine space whenever you have free time. Are you just having awkward small talk?”
“…” Xia Feng was somewhat speechless. He rubbed his forehead. “Then, is there a possibility that I am in love with a divine being?”
“Heh~”
A light laugh, tinged with a little mockery and disdain, escaped her lips. The Black-dressed Woman’s beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons, and she looked down at him quietly.
Xia Feng’s eye corners twitched slightly. “No, what do you mean by that look?”
“I just think Mr. Xia knows how to daydream.”
“Heh heh~ Fine, foolish woman, you just wait to be proven wrong by me in the future!”
“No need to wait for the future, we can verify it now!” Mu Qingtong knew that Mr. Xia had his male pride and would not admit that he had been defiled by an evil god.
Her beautiful eyes flickered, and she said in a deep voice,
“This type of evil god that relies on desire to amplify their strength often carves evil marks on their believers’ abdomens. So! Mr. Xia, do you dare to let me check the spiritual state of your abdomen?”
“Tch, what’s there to not dare! Check it all you want. If you find any evil marks, I’ll take your surname.” Xia Feng said with a dismissive chuckle.
After all, his abdomen was completely clean; there was no way any damn evil mark could exist there.
Whoosh—
Mu Qingtong lifted the hem of the man’s shirt, revealing his well-muscled abdomen.
She took a deep breath, covered her palm with Spirit Particles, and gently pressed it onto the man’s navel.
Instantly, a clear red light spread out. Mu Qingtong frowned and withdrew her hand, while Xia Feng also lowered his head in confusion.
Below his navel, a rose-red character “姒” symbol was imprinted. The symbol was outlined by faint clear red wing-like light flows, which extended all the way into the seam of his pants.
“Huh, huh?!” Xia Feng’s eyes slowly widened.
