Chapter 933: Rules
“You originally promised to take me to find the Holy Dragon Judgment. Now it seems that the Holy Dragon Judgment is also the key to you breaking open the Dragon Locking Well. All benefits have gone to you, and I haven’t gained anything at all.”
Xia Feng took the initiative to attack first, truly believing that he gained no benefit, and righteously accused Huang Zhaoyue, “So, you happily agreed to my condition for the Holy Dragon Judgment when you were in the Sumeru Realm, right!”
“…” Huang Zhaoyue knew she was in the wrong and remained silent.
“How about this, helping you is not impossible, and I won’t make too many demands. You just need to agree to one condition, and I will help you, how about it?”
“Speak.”
“Accept the Pale Divine Seal and become a believer of the Pale Dragon God.”
“!”
“How about it?”
“Impossible!!”
“Why is it impossible?”
“The purpose of this King leaving the cage was to regain freedom and no longer be controlled by any existence. Becoming a Pale Believer, what’s the difference between escaping from a wolf’s den and entering a tiger’s lair? Moreover, it’s Pale! That will only make this King feel more… disgusted!”
“Eh?! Who are you calling disgusting!!”
“…In short, it’s impossible!”
“Then how about this, the requirement is lowered a bit. You don’t need to submit to Pale, how about submitting to me?” Xia Feng revealed his true intentions.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m not saying you have to submit forever. After breaking open the Dragon Locking Well and retrieving your Godhead, you just need to become my subordinate, join my organization, work for me, and protect my life for a thousand years. Compared to the ten thousand years you were ‘imprisoned’, this time is not too long.”
Huang Zhaoyue slightly furrowed her delicate brows. A thousand years was indeed not long. After ten thousand years of lying low, she did not lack this thousand years.
But now, she craved freedom so much that even an extra year would be torture for her.
“One hundred years,” Huang Zhaoyue pursed her lips lightly.
“!” Xia Feng’s eyes twitched slightly, “Do you bargain like this? You’re cutting prices directly to the bone!”
“With your monstrous talent, in a hundred years, barring any accidents, it will be enough for you to ascend to the Divine Realm. At that point, you won’t need this King’s protection at all.”
I’ll just take it as you complimenting me. Xia Feng fell into thought. Huang Zhaoyue was indeed right; a hundred years was more than enough.
Of course, that was if Miss Mu, this World-Ending Witch, was still alive and kicking.
“One hundred years is acceptable, but with such a shortened time, there must be some price. How about this, I won’t wait until I help you escape the Dragon Locking Well. Right now, you must become my subordinate and obey me!”
“On what grounds!” Huang Zhaoyue frowned, displeased.
“Not willing? Fine, the negotiation has broken down. You can solve the Dragon Locking Well problem yourself.” Xia Feng straightened his collar and turned to sit leisurely on a metal armchair.
“…”
Huang Zhaoyue lowered her eyelids, half closed her eyes, and her voice was cold, “Becoming your subordinate is acceptable, but you cannot do anything disrespectful to this King.”
Xia Feng scoffed, crossing his arms disdainfully, “…Huang Zhaoyue, you think highly of yourself. Even if you stripped naked and danced in front of me, believe it or not, I wouldn’t have any reaction.”
Huang Zhaoyue’s expression remained unchanged and she continued, “Secondly, you cannot force this King to complete tasks that are beyond my ability and would only lead to death.”
“…I’m not that idle. What benefit would your death bring me?”
“Lastly, you cannot order this King to do things that this King is unwilling to do.”
“?!” Xia Feng’s smile slowly faded, and he tsked, “You might as well say that as my subordinate, you can do whatever you want without listening to any of my commands as your superior!”
“Is that possible?”
“You’re dreaming!”
“…”
“That’s enough,” Xia Feng said expressionlessly. “I won’t order you to do anything out of line. You just need to maintain the respect due to me as your superior, and then fight with all your might when I need you to fight, and that’s it. If you’re not even willing to do that, then find someone else.”
“Agreed, deal.”
Although it was very unwilling to be subservient to Xia Feng, it was better than being threatened with her life by Huang Ye with her Godhead.
Huang Zhaoyue readily agreed, then asked curiously, “You mentioned an organization earlier, what organization have you established? Is the organization large?”
“…That’s none of your business. When the time comes, I’ll tell you. For now, you only need to be responsible to me and obey my direct orders. Also, from now on, you must address me with a respectful title like ‘Venerable’, understand?”
Xia Feng leaned back in his chair, crossing his legs, acting like a big shot.
“…”
Huang Zhaoyue’s expression was blank. She suddenly regretted agreeing to this.
Venerable?
And a respectful title!
“This King will respect you, but don’t even think about the respectful title.”
“Fine if you say no, why are you glaring at me?” Xia Feng looked at her fox-gray different pupils turning cold again, his killing intent rising, displeased, “Is this the respect you mentioned?”
“…” Huang Zhaoyue took a deep breath, retracting her cold eyes filled with malice.
“Since an agreement has been reached, can you give me the Dragon Spirit Blood now?” she silently stared at Xia Feng’s neck.
“No, you’re still not giving up?” Xia Feng was exasperated. This woman had gone in circles and still couldn’t let go of this matter.
“Huang Ye is determined to carry out his unspeakable scheme on the wedding day, so for this King, the sooner the better. Hurry up, let’s see if the Dragon Spirit Blood is still effective.”
Saying this, she walked forward, placed her hands on the armrests of Xia Feng’s chair, and leaned down to bite Xia Feng’s neck again.
Xia Feng flinched, raised his hand, and pressed her slender shoulder, reprimanding displeasedly, “Huang Zhaoyue, understand your position! You are my subordinate now!”
“You came forward before I even agreed. Do you have any manners!”
“…”
Huang Zhaoyue’s face turned cold, and she subconsciously wanted to get angry, but she suppressed it in the end, pursing her lips, “Although this King is your subordinate now, you also promised this King that your Dragon Spirit Blood, including your life, belongs to me. What’s wrong with taking back what originally belonged to me!”
“…” So the agreement for you to be my subordinate was useless, right? You still want to do whatever you want to me?
Xia Feng was completely resigned and ignored her. Instead, he raised his right index finger and held it in front of her cherry lips, speaking in a cold, low voice, “If you want the Dragon Spirit Blood, bite here. Other methods are not up for discussion.”
“…”
The man’s index finger dangled and hovered in front of her lips. Huang Zhaoyue couldn’t help but frown, her fox-gray beautiful eyes meeting the man’s black pupils.
Xia Feng’s expression was blank, and he casually said in a low voice, “I’m getting tired of holding this up, you know. You have three seconds to consider, Three—!”
Huang Zhaoyue pursed her lips, her delicate brows furrowing even deeper. Xia Feng had called her a dog earlier, which made her subconsciously feel that her behavior of opening her mouth to bite Xia Feng’s finger was very strange.
But looking at Xia Feng’s expression, he didn’t seem to be thinking in that direction.
Perhaps she was overthinking it. Xia Feng just simply didn’t want to be bitten on the neck again, nor did he want any more physical contact with her, who possessed the Abyssal bloodline.
It had to be said that biting the fingertip was indeed the most effective way to reduce physical contact.
