Chapter 1014: Two Emotional Masters’ ‘Correct’ Guess
Author: Fingertip Madness
Xia Feng’s Nascent Ten Space contained many airships, the Empire’s most advanced Spirit Science creations.
He selected a speed-type shuttle ship that could comfortably seat three people. After half a day of sailing on the Eternal Flow Sea, they quickly traversed more than half of the Suro Sea region.
During this time, Mu Qingtong was constantly chatting and laughing with Huang Zhaoyue. Xia Feng wondered what they could possibly have to talk about. He hadn’t seen Huang Zhaoyue speak so much before; she usually had a cold expression, as if everyone owed her millions. To think she’d be so talkative with Miss Mu, asking all sorts of questions.
However, the most frequent topic was Miss Mu’s Demon God system. This was a new system, distinct from the Star God, Nightmare God, and Dragon God – it was the Fourth Divine System!
The Calamity Demon Heart’s synchronization couldn’t sync Demon God power because Miss Mu herself hadn’t undergone demonization. Her Demon God-related abilities were all accessed through the Fate Stone. Miss Mu was still exploring the Demon God system, using the Gray Realm war to continuously refine it. It was estimated that only after she fully understood and determined how to stably demonize would she undergo Active Demonization, no longer relying on the Fate Stone. Only then could Xia Feng synchronize the demonization ability and embark on the path of the Demon God system himself.
Xia Feng already possessed the powers of the Star God, Nightmare God, and Dragon God systems, with only the Demon God system missing. Of course, compared to the Demon God system, Xia Feng was more concerned about repairing the Calamity Demon Heart. Only after it was completely repaired could the synchronized strength be permanently fixed, ensuring no impact even if the Calamity Demon Heart were damaged. This was the true power of this authority.
In a moment of leisure, Xia Feng glanced at the black-dressed woman. Their gazes met, and she narrowed her eyes slightly. “Mr. Xia, since the Spirit Pressure and spirit materials are ready, when will you begin the Dual Moon process? And where?”
“Naturally, in the Sumeru Realm,” Xia Feng replied casually. “As for when, let’s wait two more days…” He still had a Sumeru Gate that hadn’t been used, which could be activated at any time to enter the Sumeru Realm. The main issue was that Jiang Qiue, that fox, had disappeared somewhere and hadn’t returned, so the group wasn’t complete.
“My main body can enter the Sumeru Realm at any time. However, Mr. Xia, you’d better not play any tricks,” Mu Qingtong said softly.
“…” *I am straightforward and upright, what tricks could I possibly play?* Xia Feng thought to himself.
Huang Zhaoyue, beside them, didn’t quite understand their conversation but wasn’t particularly concerned. She was still marveling at Mu Qingtong’s introduction to the Fourth Divine System, unable to snap back to reality for quite some time. Even while being amazed by Xia Feng’s heaven-defying talent, Huang Zhaoyue hadn’t felt such a profound impact. But after witnessing Mu Qingtong’s Demon God system, she was genuinely shocked. A new divine system! No wonder Xia Feng said this woman was even more of a genius than Huang Ye. No, comparing Huang Ye and herself would be an insult to her! Huang Zhaoyue looked at the black-dressed woman sitting beside her with complex emotions. At this moment, she vaguely understood why this woman possessed such a powerful aura that subtly surpassed her own. Even someone as proud as herself couldn’t help but admire it. She was a true monarch, one for whom all things in the world and the laws of heaven and earth were destined to sing praises.
“So, you surnamed Xia, and Qingtong…” Huang Zhaoyue pursed her lips, trying out the slightly more intimate address, and asked with doubt, “What is your relationship?” She always felt that their relationship was somewhat strange; they seemed to be at odds, yet intimately connected. If Xia Feng, that scoundrel, had someone he admired, it would likely only be Mu Qingtong.
The man and woman tilted their heads, blinked, and said in unison, “She (He) likes me.”
Huang Zhaoyue: “?”
“…” The two looked at each other. Xia Feng tutted and smiled, “Alright, actually, we are ‘Tong You’ (friends of Tong), and the previous emotion was called ‘Tong Qing’.”
“Sympathy?”
“Wrong, it’s ‘Tong’ from Mu Qingtong. ‘Tong Qing’ means the emotion where Mu Qingtong wants to kneel at Xia Feng’s feet and call him master, but is too embarrassed to do so,” Xia Feng explained earnestly.
Upon hearing this, the black-dressed woman didn’t refute. She merely chuckled lightly, elegantly leaned back in her chair, picked up a book, and immersed herself in its world. Huang Zhaoyue nodded, understanding. She presumed that Xia, who was infatuated with Mu Qingtong, saw that Mu Qingtong wouldn’t like him, so he deliberately provoked and opposed her like a child. Huang Zhaoyue felt that although she was emotionally detached and rarely interacted with others, she could easily understand their emotional issues. She was confident in this! And she made an accurate judgment: Xia Feng was Mu Qingtong’s simp, but rejected, a jester! Thinking of this, the corners of her lips curved slightly into a rare smile, but soon she frowned and composed her face. She wasn’t sure why she was happy; perhaps it was seeing that the annoying Xia also had such a jester-like side, being suppressed by someone. After all, it was amusing to see someone you disliked being suppressed by someone you admired.
Seeing Huang Zhaoyue looking at her, Xia Feng was startled. In a daze, he seemed to see a little wolf wagging its tail, appearing fierce, but its cold beast-like eyes hid curious observation and a desire to approach. If Huang Zhaoyue were a stray puppy, she would now be peeking into a family’s yard from outside, wanting to join their harmonious atmosphere and become a member. Xia Feng thought of how easily Huang Zhaoyue had agreed to Mu Qingtong’s request earlier. He narrowed his black eyes, and a terrifying guess suddenly surfaced: *No way, you aren’t… liking Mu Qingtong, are you!* Xia Feng was suddenly awakened, staring at Huang Zhaoyue with vigilant eyes. *Damn it, is this guy a lesbian!*
Seeing Huang Zhaoyue glance at him before returning to the black-dressed woman’s side to read and chat with Mu Qingtong, Xia Feng inwardly gasped. *That’s it! I, Xia, am a seasoned emotional expert who has read all thirty-six methods of wooing girls! I can’t be wrong. This little dragoness must have fallen for Miss Mu!* Thinking of this, Xia Feng subconsciously stood up abruptly, strode forward, and silently moved Huang Zhaoyue aside. “I’m going to rest for a bit. Your Highness the Imperial Concubine, you can pilot the ship for a while.”
“…” Huang Zhaoyue looked at Xia Feng with confusion but didn’t refuse. She cast a reluctant glance at Mu Qingtong’s Demonization research records before turning to the control seat. Xia Feng sat next to Mu Qingtong, his black eyes narrowed, warily watching Huang Zhaoyue’s back. Although it was just a guess, he would have to guard against this little dragoness from now on.
The shuttle ship sped through the Eternal Flow Sea. At the same time, outside the central tower of Golden Sparrow City, a blue butterfly fluttered through the rain curtain and silently transformed into a figure in a green dress on the tower summit. The green-dressed woman was elegant and ethereal, as if a celestial being had descended. A fox tail swayed behind her hips, flashing briefly. Her voice was clear and melodious: “I’ve got what I needed, open the door.” After a moment of silence, a luminous gate opened, and the green-dressed woman stepped through.
(End of this chapter)
