Chapter 936: Changing Room
Chapter 936. Changing Room
Old Dragon King? The title sounded familiar to Xia Feng, and his heart skipped a beat before he quickly remembered.
The first time he was resurrected from the Nightmare River, he encountered a terrifying Dragon King with Burning Fox at Bei Qiu Abyss.
Burning Fox had called him the Old Dragon King.
So he was Sheng Qingbol, Xia Feng thought in surprise.
But now was not the time to dwell on that.
His All Things in Nature was being suppressed and deciphered by the Old Dragon King’s Creator’s Spirit Robe. What could they do?
“Dada-da—” The crisp sound of marching footsteps echoed.
A large number of generals were approaching the warship.
If the personification of Great Sin discovered his presence, everything would be ruined.
Huang Zhaoyue’s expression was impassive. She couldn’t afford to care about anything else and grabbed Xia Feng’s arm, “Follow me!”
The two of them went to Huang Zhaoyue’s resting room on the warship. The generals’ footsteps were also very swift, and they quickly took over the entire warship.
Several high-ranking officers, puzzled, searched for Her Highness the Imperial Concubine’s whereabouts and soon followed to the area outside the resting room.
At the same time, Huang Zhaoyue pulled Xia Feng into the narrow changing room.
A changing room again. He had hidden in such a place with Miss Mu to escape pursuit before.
The woman’s hot breath on his neck made Xia Feng’s entire body tingle. The repulsion from his bloodline made him frown tightly, and a confused thought arose in his mind, “What are you doing? You don’t think hiding here will make them unable to find me, do you?”
“Da—da—” Just then, leisurely footsteps sounded. Xia Feng activated his Eye of Deconstruction and looked towards the corridor outside the door.
Six men and women, wearing black military coats and hats with the emblem of the Tree of Sin, stood on both sides, respectfully lowering their heads.
Among them, one officer with the highest rank slowly walked to the door. The pocket watch in his palm clicked open, emitting a golden radiance, and a humanoid phantom condensed in front of the door.
The humanoid phantom was a young man with half-horns on his head and a handsome face, but his skin was deathly pale. A smile played on his lips as he idly spun a folding fan in his hand.
“Zhaoyue, where is my sister Zhaoyue~”
However, as soon as he appeared, with his excited, childlike tone of voice, the faint elegant temperament vanished.
“Sir, Her Highness the Imperial Concubine should be inside,” the officer bowed respectfully and replied.
“Inside?” The young man with the folding fan looked at the door, his expression growing more excited. He reached out to push the door open.
But he found there was a restriction on the door. He tilted his head and said coldly, “Where’s the authorization? Open the door!”
The officer quickly stepped forward and said in a low voice, “Sir, Her Highness the Imperial Concubine might be resting or changing. Forcibly entering like this might not be appropriate.”
“Hmm?” Huang Shikui was taken aback. He turned back, his sinister emotions completely undisguised. “What did you say?”
A strange pressure field quietly descended around the officer. His knees made a cracking sound. Although the officer’s cultivation was much higher than Huang Shikui’s, he was unable to move. His expression was impassive, and he lowered his head, saying no more.
The young man with the folding fan continued to stare at him coldly, “Is there a problem with me entering my own wife’s resting room?”
The officer nodded and said calmly, “If you can withstand Her Highness the Imperial Concubine’s wrathful killing intent, then there is no problem.”
Huang Shikui narrowed his eyes. If it were in the past, he would indeed not have dared to be so reckless, because any slight offense to Huang Zhaoyue would result in her truly killing him.
Although he could not be killed, being repeatedly tortured and burned to death by hell-like abyssal power, the despairing pain he experienced once was something he dared not experience again.
It was when he first saw Huang Zhaoyue’s breathtaking beauty that he fell in love instantly. At the same time, he couldn’t help but feel a stir and couldn’t resist making a few excited, teasing remarks. Then, he was dragged into hell by this easily enraged woman using her abyssal domain. The despair he felt then remained unforgettable.
However, hehe~ things were different now!
His Imperial Father no longer allowed this lowly woman to act with impunity, and his arrogant, overbearing wife could no longer keep him out as she usually did!
“Open the door,” he commanded again.
The officer nodded impassively and respectfully. This time, he didn’t say anything more and stepped forward.
In the changing room, Xia Feng was pressed against the door by Huang Zhaoyue’s graceful and alluring body, momentarily stunned. The cold and beautiful little face in front of him was slightly tilted up, revealing a smooth, fair neck. Her fox-gray vertical pupils cast a downward glance, and she coldly commanded, “There’s no time to explain. Bite me.”
“…”
Xia Feng frowned, but seeing that she seemed to have a plan, he didn’t say anything more. He lowered his head and bit her side neck hard.
He clearly sensed that the smooth skin instantly formed a trembling pattern, and below it were two sexy collarbones like crescent moons.
“…” Huang Zhaoyue’s fox-gray vertical pupils drooped slightly. Behind her ear and neck, a secretly flush was accompanied by more terrifying veins and even dragon scales appearing.
Her expression was impassive, her gaze indifferent, with no emotions revealed, not even disgust. Her mind was calm as she said:
“All Things in Nature is Fusaloda’s Creator’s Spirit Robe. Although Fusaloda and Sheng Qingbol are both Dragon King level, at the same level, the former’s status is still not as high as the Old Dragon King, and his abilities are suppressed by the Old Dragon King. Therefore, to make All Things in Nature functional again, the only method is to elevate the status of this Spirit Robe.”
A large string of legacy information flowed into Xia Feng’s mind.
“This is My improved and optimized version of All Things in Nature. It has now been engraved into My bloodline, not only allowing Me to change My own form at will but also to change the forms of others.”
[Dragon Race · All Things in Nature (Optimized Version)]
[Form of All, Change of Nature]
[Creator: Dragon of All Things · Fusaloda]
[Second Creator: Huang Zhaoyue]
[Function 1: You can consume Spirit Particles to transform into any object you have touched, including living beings and non-living beings. Your true form cannot be detected by Spirit Artifacts/Spirit Robes of S-rank or lower investigative types.]
[Function 2 (Optimized): You can consume Spirit Particles to transform beings with your Dragon Spirit Blood into any object you have touched, including living beings and non-living beings. The transformation speed depends on the amount of your Dragon Spirit Blood contained within the target.]
What a great ability! The abyssal Dragon Spirit Blood that entered his lips and teeth flowed into his stomach and soon merged with his soul.
Xia Feng attempted to absorb this Dragon Spirit Blood to obtain the legacy of this improved version of All Things in Nature.
But unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t sense any understanding.
He couldn’t help but frown and subconsciously began to suck harder, trying to absorb more Dragon Spirit Blood to see if he could obtain the legacy.
“!” Huang Zhaoyue’s delicate eyebrows also completely furrowed. She forcefully suppressed a groan in her throat. Her cold and beautiful small face tightened, but she still took half a step back. Xia Feng followed forward half a step.
She realized what Xia Feng wanted and said coldly in her mind, “Give up. Unless you abandon your Pale bloodline and believe in Me, becoming My Saint, you will never obtain the legacy within this bloodline.”
“Of course, if you are willing to betray the Pale and become My Saint, I will naturally… treat you well. How about it, do you want to transform your bloodline?”
Xia Feng: “…”
As if! Xia Feng stopped absorbing.
“Bang—!” Just then, the door of the resting room was violently kicked open, and the young man with the folding fan stepped in slowly.
In the dim changing room, Huang Zhaoyue’s fox-gray vertical pupils turned cold. She pressed the black hair of the man in her arms, tilted her swan-like slender neck, and calmly commanded, “Don’t stop.”
The speed of transforming back into a black cat depended on the amount of Dragon Spirit Blood Xia Feng had in his body.
At this speed, it was still difficult to turn Xia Feng into a black cat before Huang Shikui opened the door.
“Da—” Huang Shikui closed his folding fan, sensing something, and suddenly turned his head, looking curiously towards the curtain door of the changing room.
