Chapter 179.179 Blood Sucking
Miss Evil Dragon’s palm was soft, but her strength was immense, preventing Xia Feng from advancing even an inch. He couldn’t help but raise his eyes in confusion.
Di Si’s majestic and indifferent vertical pupils revealed a hint of helplessness: “I can give you blood. You don’t need to lick it.”
“.”
Right, it seemed so. Xia Feng snapped back to reality, but then shook his head, his gaze filled with piety and fervor: “Lord Dragon God, it’s not licking, it’s biting. I want to suck the Dragon Spirit Blood from your neck! This way, I can absorb the Calamity Force pain within you at the same time, and it will be even more efficient than before!”
“.Unacceptable.” The Woman on the divine seat pursed her lips and shook her head.
“Why?”
“Xia Feng, you must understand that as my believer, you must not only be pious and loyal but also abide by etiquette and morals.” Di Si said in a deep voice, “Allowing you to step onto the divine seat is already magnanimous. If you were to lick my divine body again, it would be the sin of blasphemy, and I would be right to descend divine punishment upon you! Granting you eternal suffering with no chance of reincarnation.”
“.Lord Dragon God, I’ll correct you again, it’s biting, not licking.”
“Hmm?!”
“Fine, Lord Dragon God, if you feel that this would be blasphemous and you wish to punish me, then I am willing!” Xia Feng once again declared his fervent devotion. “As long as I can bear the Calamity Force for you more efficiently, I am willing to bear this sin of blaspheming the Dragon God!”
As Xia Feng’s earnest declaration echoed, Di Si was stunned.
Xia Feng lowered his gaze. From his perspective, his fair and delicate collarbones were like two white jade boats docked on a sheet of white ice, upon which a captivating golden divine liquid rippled.
Above that, on his fair side neck, were small, slow-healing wounds from which fine golden blood seeped out, shimmering with an alluring light.
Xia Feng no longer hesitated. He forcefully gripped Miss Evil Dragon’s wrist and pulled it away, then quickly lowered his head to tend to the wound.
“You—” Di Si snapped back to reality. She hadn’t expected this fanatical believer to dare to act so boldly without her consent. Her vertical pupils narrowed in annoyance, and she was about to slap him away, but for some reason, her movement paused.
*Hiss—*
A barely discernible stinging pain emanated from the wound, and divine blood flowed out. The Woman on the divine seat’s pale vertical pupils widened slightly horizontally, like an unfathomably deep white abyss. Her elegant, fair neck instinctively tilted upward.
*Swish—*
In the silent Evil Dragon Space, the World Tree shielded the sky. Its lush branches swayed with the gentle breeze from the void, intertwining and emitting sounds of spring and summer’s rebirth.
Beneath the desolate dragon bones, upon the supreme divine seat.
The Star-skirt woman retracted her slender legs beneath her skirt. Her taut, crescent-shaped fair instep twitched, and her tail tip suddenly tightened, coiling even more securely around her smooth ankle. The exposed tip of her tail also began to sway cheerfully from side to side.
Feeling the blood slowly seeping from her neck, Di Si furrowed her delicate brows and lowered the hand she had raised. She no longer stopped him, merely pursed her lips and tilted her head back, her gaze returning to a distant, empty void.
*Fine, let it be.* Her heart calmed, and she quietly felt Xia Feng’s act of blasphemy.
Miss Evil Dragon’s blood was slightly astringent with a hint of sweetness. As the divine blood nourished his soul, Xia Feng’s base desires gradually dissipated, but his craving for Calamity Spirit Fluid did not diminish in the slightest; instead, it intensified!
He reached out and gently placed his hand on the Woman on the divine seat’s shoulder, completely immersed in the sea of Calamity Force that was so close.
For absorbing Calamity Spirit Fluid, this direct biting and sucking of the skin was clearly more efficient and swift than the previous method of distant absorption.
As terrifying amounts of Calamity Spirit Fluid surged into his limbs and then into his heart, Xia Feng felt his soul being sublimated, his entire spirit becoming clearer and brighter.
[Spirit +1+2+1+2+1]
[Spirit +1+2+1]
[Spirit +1+1]
[Current Spirit Power: 130 soc]
A fourth-stage Spirit Master’s spirit power fluctuates between 40-300 soc without relying on Spirit Robes or Spirit Artifacts, and it increases with the rise of Spirit Pressure.
Xia Feng’s true rank had now advanced to the third stage. He could now withstand a much larger amount of Calamity Spirit Fluid at once. Therefore, not only had the repair progress of his heart slightly accelerated, but the spirit power he could convert from Calamity Spirit Touch had also increased.
Di Si also noticed that Xia Feng could endure this time for much longer than before. She frowned and looked down, saying in a faint voice, “Is it not done yet?”
“.” Xia Feng had no time to answer the question of Miss Evil Dragon, only mumbling unclearly, “Almost, Lord Dragon God, please bear with me a little longer.” [Spirit +1+2+1+2+1+1+1+2+1]
[… ]
[Current Spirit Power: 148 soc]
Xia Feng’s whole body trembled. The continuous, violent impact of the Calamity Spirit Fluid left him somewhat weak, but he still forced himself to complete the final suck.
[Spirit +2]
[Current Spirit Power: 150 soc]
“Hoo—” Xia Feng finally raised his head, licked his lips with satisfaction, and then met the majestic vertical pupils of the Woman on the divine seat up close. His heart skipped a beat.
“It’s over?” Di Si asked in a flat tone.
“Uh, yes. Actually, not yet!” Xia Feng quickly lowered his head again.
Di Si: “.”
Xia Feng was full, but his Gui Dao was not. After releasing the Gui Domain, Yue Hongli had long been in a state of emptiness, craving energy and urgently needing a large amount of Calamity Force to recharge.
!
After an unknown amount of time passed, Xia Feng finally finished charging his great saber. He looked up and said seriously:
“Lord Di Si, I’m done.”
With that, Xia Feng slowly stood up and withdrew, returning to below the divine阶.
The Woman on the divine seat also sat up straight, placing her hands on her knees and straightening her back. Her vertical pupils gazed down at Xia Feng: “Very well, my believer, you shall now receive your punishment.”
Huh? She’s actually going to punish me?
Xia Feng’s heart skipped a beat, but he wasn’t flustered. Punishment was punishment. He had actually seen through her long ago. This Miss Evil Dragon looked full of majesty, but in reality, she was very simple-minded and easy to deceive. … No, easy to get along with!
Therefore, Miss Evil Dragon shouldn’t really do anything to him.
Xia Feng really couldn’t imagine what kind of punishment Miss Evil Dragon could mete out to him.
Thinking this, Xia Feng declared in a loud voice: “Good, I know that regardless of the reason, the action of sucking your neck just now was unforgivable, it was blasphemy! So, Lord Dragon God, please punish me! I can take it!”
“Very good.” Di Si was very satisfied with Xia Feng’s proactive attitude in admitting his mistake. She said solemnly, “Then I shall punish you by forbidding you from bearing suffering for me and absorbing my Calamity Force for three hundred years!”
“???”
Xia Feng’s originally agitated and uplifted expression froze instantly. His pupils dilated as he looked at the woman on the divine seat in disbelief. Vicious, how incredibly vicious!
Xia Feng decided to retract his previous statement. This Miss Evil Dragon was not simple-minded at all! She could come up with such a vicious punishment! How detestable!
Di Si was not surprised by Xia Feng’s resistant expression. She merely looked down faintly, “What, my believer, are you dissatisfied with my decree of punishment?”
Dissatisfied? I’m more than dissatisfied! Xia Feng couldn’t hold back and said helplessly, “Lord Dragon God, I know I was wrong, but can we change the method of punishment?”
“Impossible.” Di Si was impartial and indifferent, flatly refusing. The tail tip under her starry skirt, however, began to wag cheerfully again. She had racked her brains to avoid discouraging Xia Feng’s faith, and today she had finally found a reason to refuse this fanatical believer’s offer to bear her suffering.
Seeing Di Si’s cold and imposing demeanor with no room for negotiation, Xia Feng decided to change the subject directly, his gaze falling on the white tail tip that was coiling around her ankles beneath the starry skirt.
Swaying left, swaying right, like a happy puppy wagging its tail.
“Lord Dragon God, why is the tip of your tail constantly swaying?”
“. ”
The swaying motion of the white tail tip around her ankles came to a sudden halt.
