Under the World Tree.
Xia Feng had shifted his sitting position, his legs together on the star-skirt woman’s lap, sitting sideways.
At this moment, Di Si was like a tyrant indulging in beauty, her majestic vertical pupils looking down as she lazily leaned on her divine seat. Xia Feng was the peerless male favorite in her embrace, his waist held as he lay like a cat against her proud chest.
Although the pose was somewhat shameful, Xia Feng didn’t care anymore.
“Method?”
His eyes lit up, “What other method is there?”
Di Si pursed her lips. “Use Origin Water.”
“Huh?” Xia Feng didn’t quite understand.
Origin Water had two effects:
1. To cultivate ‘Origin species vegetation’; 2. To break all formations.
So, did Miss Evil Dragon change her mind and want to break the formation and leave the Place of Seal?
Xia Feng asked doubtfully, “Lord Dragon God, didn’t you say before that one drop of Origin Water wouldn’t have much effect on the Dragon Sealing Formation, and that it would take tens of thousands of drops to break it?”
“To completely break the formation indeed requires that much.”
The star-skirt woman shook her head and continued to explain, “But if it’s just to let a wisp of my divine thought leave the Place of Seal, only a few drops of Origin Water are needed.”
Xia Feng was stunned, his heartbeat quickening slightly.
“So you mean you can actually use Origin Water to let your avatar go to the outside world? How much Origin Water would that take? Is one drop enough?”
Facing her believer’s scorching gaze, Di Si pursed her lips and turned her small face away, gently shaking her head:
“One drop is naturally not enough. As I estimate, at least ten drops of Origin Water are needed to dissolve a Spatial Rift large enough for my avatar to escape.”
Actually, Di Si hadn’t intended to leave the Place of Seal. Staying here was also quite good, without schemes and machinations, without bothering with external disturbances, and atoning for the mistakes of tens of thousands of years ago.
It was just a bit lonely.
But she had lived for so many years and was already used to loneliness, so it wasn’t a big deal.
However, her most beloved believer had encountered an unprecedented great crisis!
There was no other way. She, the Pale Dragon God, as Xia Feng’s Divine Master, must uphold justice for Xia Feng! Protect his life and dignity!
No one is allowed to bully my believer!
“Human, if you can find ten drops of Origin Water, then my Divine Thought Avatar can follow you all the time.”
Di Si’s vertical pupils looked down, and she spoke plainly, “If that witch dares to disrespect you again and humiliate you, I will personally intervene and help you teach her a harsh lesson!”
Hearing Lord Dragon God’s domineering declaration, Xia Feng was almost moved to tears.
Miss Evil Dragon had gone to great lengths to protect him!
Xia Feng felt emotional. Although the scene of Miss Evil Dragon and Miss Mu meeting might, probably, perhaps be very tragic.
With Miss Mu’s current strength, she might, probably, perhaps be badly beaten.
But… better him than me!
As long as the World-Ending Witch could be defeated, Xia Feng would do anything! At that time, he would humiliate the World-Ending Witch in the same way, to repay today’s humiliation under his crotch!
Thinking of this, Xia Feng became even more excited. He was already imagining Miss Mu looking up at him with a humiliated expression, her cool little face flushed with shame, her beautiful eyes filled with anger, her delicate body trembling.
Heh heh heh~ World-Ending Witch, your good days are numbered!
“But human, can you find ten drops of Origin Water?”
Miss Evil Dragon’s gentle voice pulled Xia Feng’s thoughts back, and his beautiful fantasy was instantly shattered.
His face stiffened slightly. Right, damn it, he seemed to have gotten happy too early!
He did know where to find Origin Water.
He had found relevant information when plundering Xize’s treasures.
— The Li Dong Legion had been collecting Origin Water on White Emperor Island for thirty years, secretly sending it to ‘Area 41, Helyan City, Dong Sheng Fortress’ for an experiment called the [Martial God Project].
Although he didn’t know what the Martial God Project was for, the Li Dong Legion had collected Origin Water on White Emperor Island for so many years, they must have accumulated quite a bit.
Xia Feng decided that his next destination would be Area 41, Helyan City!
It would take time to find the Origin Water, but Mu Qingtong, that witch, was always by his side, ready to humiliate him. However, luckily, Miss Evil Dragon had condensed her Dragon God’s might into Dragon Breath and filled his soul, which could temporarily suppress the power of rules for about 10 days.
This way, he wouldn’t be humiliated by the World-Ending Witch again when he went out.
But after 10 days…
Seeing her believer lost in thought, as if encountering some difficulty, the woman on the divine seat pursed her lips and said softly:
“Human, if you are worried about not being able to suppress the power of rules after 10 days, you can come in again, and I will inject Dragon Breath into you again.”
“…” Xia Feng silently glanced at Miss Evil Dragon. Good heavens, so that’s what you were waiting for!
“How will you inject it? Mouth-to-mouth like today?”
“Naturally, it’s more efficient this way.”
“Are you sure?”
“Xia Feng, as my believer, never doubt the professionalism of your Divine Master,” Di Si said calmly.
Xia Feng smiled slightly. “Lord Dragon God, you’ve changed.”
“…” The believer’s dark eyes seemed to penetrate the soul. Di Si pursed her lips and turned her small face away again.
!
She quietly shifted her tense waist and hips, then suddenly whispered, “Xia Feng, I want to eat Tanghulu.”
Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, then nodded and casually took out a skewer of red fruits covered in crystalline sugar frosting from his Nascent Ten Space, and offered it to her lips. “Here.”
When he had swept through Xize Island before, he had plundered all the food on the island, including various flavors of Tanghulu.
Most of the Tanghulu were in Mu Qingtong’s storage space, but Xia Feng remembered that Miss Evil Dragon also liked to eat them, so he kept a few skewers.
Seeing that Xia Feng had indeed prepared them, Di Si’s vertical pupils brightened, and she happily took them. She sniffed with her jade nose, then extended her pink tongue to lightly lick the surface of the red fruit.
The sweet taste permeated her heart. Under the starry skirt, the tip of her tail, being gently rubbed by her white jade feet, wagged joyfully.
Di Si felt this food was truly magical. Although it was just a sweetness that stimulated the taste buds, it actually reduced the pain caused by the Calamity Force.
For over a month, she had felt her soul’s pain increasing daily, but now she didn’t feel any pain at all. It was amazing.
This was something even she, as a Dragon God, could hardly understand.
But it didn’t matter anymore.
Crunch, crunch— She took a beautiful, rose-red Tanghulu into her mouth, sucking it through her red lips. As her teeth lightly bit into it, the sweet and crisp skin covered in sugar frosting cracked, and the hawthorn flesh inside instantly melted in her mouth. The sweet and sour taste seemed to reach her nerves and taste buds, stimulating wisps of happiness.
The woman on the divine seat narrowed her pale vertical pupils, her expression like a cat being petted, filled with bliss. She held the skewer out to Xia Feng and said, “Here, human, you eat too.”
Xia Feng nodded and opened his mouth to take a bite.
But to his surprise, his lips passed directly through the Tanghulu, as if a ghost passing through a solid object, touching nothing.
“I almost forgot, this is a real object, I can’t eat it.” Xia Feng smiled helplessly. “Lord Dragon God, you eat it.”
He couldn’t yet affect physical objects in his spiritual body form, but Di Si could.
The star-skirt woman was stunned, her vertical pupils looking at the glistening red Tanghulu, then up at Xia Feng’s thin lips.
Xia Feng naturally noticed her strange gaze, but before he could react, Di Si had already taken a bite of the Tanghulu and was bringing it towards his thin lips.
“Open your mouth, I’ll feed you,” a calm command echoed in Xia Feng’s mind.
Xia Feng’s eyes widened. “Ah? Mmmph—”
