Chapter 847
Mr. Xia, you look like you need help?
Chapter 848
Reason
Furious, tyrannical, filled with bestial murderous intent and bestial lust, these seemed to originate from the other Dragon God bloodline that opposed the pale one: dark, cold, and full of bizarre aura.
These two energies were actually…
“The desires of two Dragon God bloodlines?”
Mu Qingtong’s beautiful eyes curved slightly. “Heh~ Mr. Xia, it seems that in the few months I was away, you’ve gotten to know another… female dragon?”
“!”
That short sentence made Xia Feng suddenly sober up. “You damn evil witch, you can figure this out?”
Seeing Xia Feng’s non-reaction, as if he hadn’t heard, she continued to bury her face in his neck, her large hand grasping him wantonly. He seemed to have lost his mind.
Mu Qingtong tightly pressed her legs together, her expressionless face. She directly pulled his dragon tail with force. “Buzz—!”
The black and white flowing light from his tail shot up, forming rings of light. As energy surged, his tail became more arched, and the dragon scales covering it lifted and fell in unison, as if breathing.
Xia Feng parted his lips slightly, his crimson pupils flickering non-stop. He was completely stunned. “Damn it, why do dragons have such a thing as a dragon tail!”
Sensing Miss Mu’s delicate hand sliding down to stroke him again, Xia Feng quickly grabbed her arm, his low growl hoarse. “Enough! If you continue like this, I’ll be at risk of a sanity collapse! Losing your sanity in the Sumeru Realm is very dangerous—”
Stroke~~~ Mu Qingtong didn’t wait for him to finish. With a slight lift of her delicate eyebrows, she did it again.
“————!” As if the string of reason was plucked by that delicate hand, the sourness and tension tormented his soul. Xia Feng’s words abruptly stopped, his vision blurring into mosaics. He slumped powerlessly into the evil witch’s embrace.
Mu Qingtong lowered her beautiful eyes. Seeing that Mr. Xia was really broken by just two touches, she couldn’t help but be surprised.
The last time she used her main body and avatar to… punish Mr. Xia, although she had controlled Mr. Xia’s dragon tail, it still had the power to resist.
This time, simply grasping his dragon tail with her main body was enough to make him lose all power to resist.
It seemed that the dragon tail was indeed the dragon race’s fatal weakness, their core lifeblood.
While contemplating, she lowered her eyelids. With a slight movement of her thought, a purple crystal appeared between her eyebrows.
Purple light slid down her cheek and snow-white neck to her fingertips, converging into the abyssal black tail in her palm.
This was also why she had said earlier that Mr. Xia needed her help.
Those two Dragon God-level desire energies were trying to forcefully bind themselves with the rule of fate as the core, but the rule of fate within Mr. Xia was too weak. As the desire energies grew stronger, they were becoming difficult to suppress.
But fortunately, she had been summoned by Mr. Xia.
Otherwise, Mr. Xia might really not have been able to suppress that lust and found any female creature to defile his dragon tail.
[Fusion Progress: 91%]
The violent and irritable two lustful desires gradually became docile, and Xia Feng’s consciousness gradually returned to clarity.
The blurry mosaics before his eyes dispersed to the sides, revealing the woman’s crescent-like white and tender skin and collarbone. A few strands of silver hair were wet amidst his heavy breathing.
Just recovering from the limit of his sanity, he felt somewhat lightheaded. He had to press his hands against the curve below the small of the black-dressed woman’s back for support.
“Now that you’re awake, can you answer?” A bland and clear voice sounded by his ear. “Whose is this Netherworld dark desire?”
“…” His tail root was tightly gripped by that delicate hand. Xia Feng’s scalp tingled. He knew he couldn’t get away with this, but there seemed to be nothing to hide.
After all, he and Huang Zhaoyue were innocent.
And he and Miss Mu were just… friends with benefits. What was there to be afraid of? Xia Feng suddenly woke up.
That’s right, just friends with benefits, what’s there to fear?
Xia Feng realized his thinking had regressed. He subconsciously wanted to hide these things. No!
He had to correct it!
“The desire naturally comes from Huang Zhaoyue.”
“Huang Zhaoyue?” Mu Qingtong was startled, then asked, “Huang Ye’s daughter, that Imperial Concubine?”
Speaking of which, she remembered meeting this Imperial Concubine once at the Black Moon General Court. The aura she exuded was indeed very similar to the one in Mr. Xia’s dragon tail now.
Next, Xia Feng briefly introduced Huang Zhaoyue and their cooperation, without any concealment.
“Abyss Dragon God… bloodline… eloping to escape shackles…” Mu Qingtong’s golden eyes narrowed slightly, lost in thought. Huang Ye valued Huang Zhaoyue so much, even taking her as his adopted daughter. This Imperial Concubine likely hid an earth-shattering secret behind her.
“So you promised her that after the Sumeru War ends, you would give this body and your life to her?” Mu Qingtong frowned.
“My blood, even my body, might be a treasure to Huang Zhaoyue, but you know I can achieve perfect resurrection of body and soul through the Nightmare River. Giving Huang Zhaoyue a life is not a problem.”
Xia Feng looked up. “Besides, at that time, in order to stop Jin Yangtian and successfully summon Miss Mu, I could only make such a heavy promise, not giving Huang Zhaoyue much time to hesitate.”
Although he said that, Mu Qingtong still felt that the danger involved was greater than Mr. Xia imagined. She frowned and said,
“You need to understand that you are the key to Huang Zhaoyue suppressing her bloodline power. Once she controls your body, will she easily let you die? If you fall into her hands, you will only become her permanent blood bank. She will never let you return to the Nightmare River.”
Earlier, Xia Feng was eager to summon Miss Mu and didn’t think much about it. Now that she said it, it seemed true.
Huang Zhaoyue, that violent woman, ruthless and speaks little, was indeed capable of turning him into a permanent blood bank.
However, after thinking about it again, Xia Feng felt that this matter was not difficult to resolve. He could just place a death curse on himself.
If survival is difficult, isn’t death easy?
For example, placing a curse that would kill him within thirty days. This way, Huang Zhaoyue would only be able to drain his blood within the time limit.
Of course, the premise was to find, or have Miss Mu create, such a curse spirit robe.
Or perhaps… directly increase his strength to a level where Huang Zhaoyue couldn’t do anything to him.
Xia Feng asked, “Miss Mu, how is your collection of spirit materials for the Moon Time Divine Domain’s Dao Fruit coming along?”
“Although the spirit materials for the Moon Time Divine Domain are difficult to find, I’ve developed a vast force in the Gray Realm, so the speed of searching for spirit materials is not slow. The auxiliary spirit materials are basically all gathered. The most crucial spirit material, Time Soil, has also been found, 1 gram of it. But it’s only 1 gram.” Mu Qingtong shook her head.
The main spirit materials for the Moon Time Divine Domain’s Dao Fruit are Tai Chi Fruit, 3 Moonflower Roses, and 3 grams of Time Soil.
If two people were to bear the fruit together, it would be 2 Tai Chi Fruits, 6 Moonflower Roses, and 6 grams of Time Soil.
Xia Feng had ways to obtain the former two. The only crucial item was Time Soil.
The conditions for the birth of this thing were related to space-time annihilation and the collapse of a complete world, making it extremely difficult to obtain.
It was already very fortunate that Miss Mu could find 1g of Time Soil in the Gray Realm.
