Chapter 374: Tanghulu
[Awakening Calendar Day 128]
[Pain Level 139 Million, Desire 58.90%]
On the thick, blank pages resembling a holy scripture, scattered black dots wavered as the crow feather pen touched down, stroke by stroke, like a serene, misty rain.
After an unknown period, the tip held by delicate fingers finally paused. The book was closed by the woman’s jade-white hand, and together with the feather pen, they transformed into blue and white spiritual light, drifting upwards.
The star-skirt woman slowly rose from her divine seat. Her round, slender, pale dragon tail swept out from beneath her skirt. As her snowy, bare feet stepped down on layers of sacred high-tiers, her tail hung limply behind her, appearing somewhat dispirited.
The Place of Seal remained as it always was. For countless years, almost every day had been this serene, quiet, and devoid of any living breath.
The star-skirt woman walked beneath the divine steps, to the spot where her believer had respectfully stood many times. At this location, there was now a two-meter-tall freezer, filled with rows of crystal-clear tanghulu.
Among the many tanghulu, one special candied stick stood out. The small sugar figurine atop it was a chibi-style Dragon God, with a round, cute face set in a serious expression and barely noticeable horns on its forehead.
The believer had said it was a gift for her. It was likely meant as a tribute. She greatly liked this tribute from her believer; the cabinet stored one hundred tanghulu.
Unfortunately, the unreliable, untrustworthy believer had once again broken their promise, vanishing without a trace for a full 45 days! The Dragon God aura within the believer could only last for 10 days. Once that time passed, the Evil Witch could again use her power of rules and pheromones to humiliate the believer.
Did the believer not know the gravity of this situation? Or perhaps, the believer had already been imprisoned by that Evil Witch? This would explain why he hadn’t come to offer tribute to his Divine Master for so long.
Di Si’s thoughts drifted. However, her believer had said that although the witch was a genius, she was still no match for him. If her believer had the will to resist, then this Evil Witch should be unable to do anything to him.
So, what exactly was Xia Feng doing now? Di Si frowned, staring at the freezer. Countless thoughts flickered through her clear, vertical pupils, finally culminating in an inaudible sigh of unknown meaning. She opened the freezer and took out a crystal-clear tanghulu.
In the 45 days since her believer left, she had taken one from the freezer each day to eat, alleviating the pain caused by the Calamity Force. This gift was indeed very effective. Eating one each day, its sweetness brought back memories of the touch and taste of her believer’s soft lips, and the pain of the Calamity Force was relieved.
*Crunch, crunch—* She bit into the crystal-clear, rose-red fruit at the tip, sucking it into her red lips. As her teeth softly crunched, the sweet, crisp coating of frost shattered, and the hawthorn flesh within melted on her tongue and teeth.
But her delicate brows furrowed. After quickly swallowing, she ate a second, then a third. For some reason, this tanghulu tasted a bit different. It no longer possessed its magical flavor and was no different from the delicacies she had eaten before. It could no longer suppress her suffering. She felt her nerves ache more intensely, her soul as if being gnawed by trillions of ghostly insects.
While her vertical pupils pondered, she took a second tanghulu from the freezer. After a light bite, she paused, then frowned and quickly ate one after another. No flavor, not even a hint of sweetness, and no more magical pain relief! How could this be?! Her delicate brows knitted tighter and tighter, unsure if it was due to her confusion or the pain in her soul. She reached out and took a third tanghulu. A fourth. And a fifth! The tenth… Tanghulu sticks fell one by one, scattering on the floor.
As the tanghulu in the freezer dwindled, Di Si found that her despair and pain had not lessened in the slightest; instead, they seemed to be intensifying.
50-51-52. The 55 tanghulu in the freezer completely disappeared, leaving a ground full of discarded candied sticks at her feet. Di Si looked up, her vertical pupils staring blankly at her starry skirt reflection in the freezer’s glass door. Her exquisite and sacred little face was indifferent and majestic, but the corners of her red lips were stained with messy, vibrant candy marks.
After standing silently for an unknown amount of time, the frost on her lips quietly transformed into small dots of clear red spiritual light and drifted upwards. The next moment, her figure had already appeared on the divine seat, beneath the magnificent World Tree. Di Si lay back down in the center of the broad divine seat, her dragon tail, hidden by her starry skirt, coiling tightly around her shapely thighs. Her body curled into a ball, trembling. Her fluttering eyelids lowered, her dazed, pale vertical pupils closed, and everything returned to silence.
Beneath the divine steps. Inside the sealed freezer, only a single chibi sugar figurine with horns on its head stood alone, motionless.
“Mr. Xia, stick out your tongue.” Mu Qingtong pressed the man’s wrists against the mirror surface above his head. Her delicate hand lightly patted his face, her golden eyes looking down with a commanding air.
Xia Feng panted heavily, his black eyes meeting hers, and slowly stuck out his tongue. If it were any other time, if Miss Mu ordered him around so arrogantly, he would definitely have scorned and mocked her. But it was different now. Miss Mu’s two burning, crimson eyes were staring intently at him, appearing like an angry wild rabbit ready to spring onto his face at any moment. What a hassle! He was a magnanimous person, and naturally, he had to help this foolish Miss Mu calm her temper.
Mu Qingtong glanced down at the man’s black hair. “Mr. Xia, that’s enough. Release the second wave of Tai Chi power.”
“Mm.” Xia Feng, too lazy to speak, softly responded and a thought crossed his mind. The Yin-Yang Mirror behind him began to display the Tai Chi symbol again. About half an hour later, the black and white flows of the Tai Chi symbol completely merged, forming two Tai Chi fish that entered the foreheads of the man and woman in the mirror.
Spirit Particles were compressing frantically, and Spirit Pressure surged. Xia Feng once again felt as if “+999+999+999” experience points were constantly popping up on his forehead, rapidly leveling him up.
[You have allowed Mu Qingtong to once again experience the ultimate artistic conception of Tai Chi, opening her comprehension wide. The speed of her thinking has reached an unprecedented level of rapidity and height. Mu Qingtong has begun to deconstruct and reconstruct her own Spirit Particle Structure, perfectly absorbing the Tai Chi power—]
[Your Spirit Pressure has been greatly boosted by 1000voc, reaching the peak late Fourth-stage level!]
If the Fourth-stage was divided into 6 levels, he had clearly jumped from level 4 to the peak of level 6, unable to compress the Spirit Particle density any further.
[Previously, Qiang Changyi saw through your true form, making Mu Qingtong realize the loopholes in the C-class Spirit Robe, the Bronze Mask. Taking advantage of her active mind, she has begun to optimize and improve the Spirit Particle Structure of the Bronze Mask, successfully upgrading its Spirit Robe Level to B-grade. Your understanding of the Bronze Mask has greatly increased—]
[Bronze Mask]
[Spirit Robe Level: B-grade]
[Introduction: Qingtong Production, Must Be Quality Goods]
[Effect: Wearing it can lower your presence and arbitrarily change your appearance and form. It can ignore the scrutiny and investigation of S-grade Spirit Artifacts and even divine-level beings.]
[Time Limit: None]
[By observing your desires and preferences, and studying your bodily reactions, Mu Qingtong has gained a thorough understanding of your body and soul, and has begun to improve the Bronze Pheromone. Your understanding of the Bronze Pheromone has greatly increased—]
[B-grade Bronze Pheromone]
[Qingtong Production, Must Be Quality Goods]
[Pheromone: Targets marked by you will have your aura permanently imprinted in their souls, bearing your name, possessing an indelible characteristic, representing becoming your possession. If others invade your possession, they will suffer a certain degree of backlash. At the same time, when your possession dies, you will be able to sense it.]
[Green Aura: After using this Spirit Robe multiple times, your body structure will be modified. All organs capable of secreting fluids will be able to secrete ‘Green Aura’.]
[—Locking Skill. This skill is only effective on the single individual ‘Xia Feng’.]
[—Green Aura: When Xia Feng smells your unique aura, he will lose his reason, craving to devour and lick your Green Aura. Otherwise, his desires will gradually consume his sanity, causing him to fall into a sea of desire, becoming a beast that only knows procreation, and becoming a tool that obeys your every command.]
[—Restriction: This Spirit Robe becomes ineffective when the target is a certain distance away from you.]
Xia Feng: “…??”
