Chapter 618
Chapter 619. Blazing Red
The youth with heterochromatic eyes sat in his wheelchair, gradually approaching as Jian Xin pushed him.
Ten meters, nine meters…
No, how did you come back from here?
Freya was startled, a little dazed. Before she could even prepare herself mentally, the youth with heterochromatic eyes was already close, his wheelchair closing the distance.
Five meters, four meters…
On Ye Li Dongjun’s handsome face, the red and blue heterochromatic eyes showed no emotion, as if they were piercing through the glass, meeting her gaze.
“Ye Li—he’s outside!”
“I know.” Xia Feng glanced sideways at the man with heterochromatic eyes outside.
The wheelchair was pushed to the glass window. Those indifferent heterochromatic eyes stared at her and Xia Feng. He raised his right hand and tapped the glass with his knuckles, making two ‘dong dong’ sounds.
“Leya, the banquet starts in half an hour, remember not to be late.”
Ye Li Dongjun’s light, faint laughter came from outside the glass window. “Also, you’ve always wanted to kill that evil disciple named Xia Feng, right? According to the information, I’ve found traces of that maggot.”
Xia Feng turned his head to glance again at the youth in the wheelchair outside, his heterochromatic eyes alluring and indifferent, a gentle smile playing on his lips.
“Right, that kid, remember to restore the Spirit Particle supply for the [Curtain Wall] too.”
Ye Li Dongjun’s voice continued, a cold command. “Hurry up.”
The Curtain Wall likely referred to this large glass wall that separated the inside from the outside.
From the inside, one could see and even hear sounds from the outside, but from the outside, one could not observe the inside.
Xia Feng understood. However, before he could think further, Teacher Freya’s fair arms wrapped around his neck, her crimson beautiful eyes staring intently at him.
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For some reason, Xia Feng felt his Pale Blood within his bloodline boiling under Teacher Freya’s Spirit Pressure fluctuations.
A wave of spiritual evolution swept over him. He quickly checked himself and was surprised to find that the purity of his Pale Bloodline was increasing.
At the same time, the dragon tail at the end of his soul began to grow slowly.
Unfortunately, it only grew by 1 centimeter before stopping abruptly.
Teacher Freya, leaning against the glass curtain wall, also felt something abnormal. The Blazing Red Blood within her bloodline was also boiling, her dragon blood evolving.
She was a Divine Half-dragon, her bloodline originating from the [Blazing Red Dragon King, Ishmael]. Her bloodline was very incomplete and had not evolved into a true Dragon King-level bloodline.
At this moment, she clearly felt her physique amplifying, her Amount of Spirit Particles rapidly increasing, and her Spirit Pressure density increasing.
“Teacher Freya, what-what is happening?” Xia Feng asked in a hoarse, low voice.
Freya leaned her head back against the glass curtain wall, glaring at the little rascal. “It’s the effect of the Dragon Cultivation Fruit.”
Dragon Cultivation Fruit? Xia Feng was confused.
Freya had actually discovered Ye Li Dongjun’s intentions long ago. He secretly gave her the Dragon Cultivation Fruit, planning to seduce her after her birthday banquet to obtain Dragon Transformation abilities.
If the potency of the Dragon Cultivation Fruit wasn’t consumed within two days, she who had consumed it might even lose her mind to lust.
Ye Li Dongjun likely held this thought, believing he had victory within his grasp. However, luckily, she knew Little Feng was also a Divine Half-dragon.
Moreover, Little Feng’s dragon bloodline had a very high Status, and he could easily consume the Dragon Cultivation Power within her.
Because of this, she didn’t reject eating the Dragon Cultivation Fruit last night.
Freya turned her head and glanced outside the glass curtain wall. Ye Li Dongjun was speaking to himself in a low voice, his heterochromatic eyes deep.
Her beautiful eyes turned cold. She couldn’t be bothered to listen to what Ye Li Dongjun was saying. She just leaned into Xia Feng’s arms and explained softly:
“The Dragon Cultivation Fruit allows two half-dragons whose bloodlines have not been fully awakened to further evolve their bloodlines during procreation.”
“If one of the half-dragons possesses the ability of [Dragon Transformation], the other half-dragon can also evolve the Dragon Transformation ability that originally belonged to a dragon scion through the act of procreation with them.”
There’s such a thing? Xia Feng was surprised, but then he quickly felt something was not right.
“But why do I only feel like my dragon tail got a little longer, and there aren’t any other changes?”
“You brat, you have the Dragon God Bloodline, right?” Freya had actually guessed Xia Feng’s bloodline origin long ago.
“Mhm.”
“If you have the Dragon God Bloodline, then the power of one Dragon Cultivation Fruit is naturally not enough.”
Oh!
So that’s how it is…
However, fine. Xia Feng hadn’t expected much from this [Dragon Transformation] ability anyway.
Still, he casually asked, “Then how many would it take?”
“Then how would Teacher know? I haven’t tried it before.”
Freya playfully smacked the back of Xia Feng’s head, her alluring beautiful eyes giving him a mocking glance. “You can’t even completely consume the Dragon Cultivation Power within me. I advise you not to get any funny ideas.”
Xia Feng was caught off guard and his forehead hit the glass, causing him pain.
He immediately got angry and grabbed the wine-red woman’s hands, pinning them above her head.
Freya: “…!!!”
Outside the glass curtain wall, the birthday banquet seemed about to begin.
Jian Xin pushed the wheelchair youth to the side of the throne.
The high-backed chair was somber and luxurious, situated on a semi-circular platform.
Ye Li Dongjun seemed to have no intention of sitting on it, only staring at the throne with his heterochromatic eyes, his eyes seemingly filled with longing.
Xia Feng’s black eyes swept past Freya’s fair, fragrant shoulder and he looked at Ye Li Dongjun outside the glass with confusion. “Teacher Freya, whose throne is that?”
“!”
Freya tilted her cold and beautiful little face up. She knew what Xia Feng was asking about without even looking back. She covered her mouth, suppressing the sound from her throat, and explained softly, “Shang Jue, that is, my father’s.”
