Chapter 97 The surgery was a success, you are now a girl.
The young girl raised her delicate face, flawless like snow jade. Her brilliant golden eyes were as radiant as the first light of dawn, more gorgeous than any expensive gem in the world.
Ig traced a strand of her hair, gazing at her snowy cheeks and little face, and chuckled, “Veer is my girl. How could I possibly not be able to tell?”
Verafia slightly lifted her big eyes, wearing an expression of utter disbelief.
Ig had to raise his hands in surrender, sighing, “Cough cough, I was just guessing. Do you believe me, Young Lady? Of course, I couldn’t be completely sure it was you, but I had to try… Ah, you see, Veer immediately gave herself away, didn’t she?”
“Is that it?” Verafia’s golden eyes widened slightly as she looked at him in disbelief.
She had wanted to play such a prank to get back at Ig, but it turned out that because she couldn’t hold back, this guy guessed it?
Ig gazed at the girl’s now annoyed little face, gently rubbed her exquisite, jade-like nose, and a slight smile curved his lips.
As for the truth he had told Verafia… of course, it was a lie to trick that girl.
In fact, when Ig saw Verafia appear before him disguised as the Goddess of Life, he had indeed been flustered. From her, he couldn’t discern the familiar aura of the girl he knew, and even her reasons were quite plausible.
However, she wasn’t the true Goddess of Life; this was a completely fatal flaw.
Within Verafia’s body at that moment, Ig could truly feel the aura of life, even the divine power and laws that symbolized a deity, as if a true Goddess of Life had appeared before him.
True divine power and laws, and a pure will that completely transcended the mundane, might have been enough to deceive many powerful individuals who worshipped the Goddess of Life. However, Ig not only possessed the True Eye, but he had also been by this Young Lady’s side when Verafia was still a goddess.
At least, in Ig’s eyes, the girl’s origin had nothing to do with life, and she was still very far from being a deity.
This completely sufficed for Ig to be suspicious.
“This Young Lady’s acting skills are getting better and better. But if it were the old her, she should have realized it completely. What, has this girl become silly after hatching from an egg?”
Ig thought amusingly.
Of course, he had no reason to tease her deliberately with something that would surely enrage this Young Lady. His slightly lowered gaze fell back on the girl sitting on his lap.
Verafia’s snow-white cheeks puffed out slightly, her hands cupping her face, looking sulky. But then, as if bored, she sat on Ig’s lap, her slender, lotus-like legs wrapped in white silk and fine satin beneath her magnificent skirt, swaying slightly.
However, according to Beltanan’s intentions, why hadn’t this Young Lady inherited the divine power of the Goddess of Life?
Ig seemed puzzled. He shook his head slightly and said, “Right, it was Veer who brought me back… and you stayed with me the whole time?”
“Yes.”
Verafia glanced at him with her golden eyes, then turned her little face away. With a huff, her tender, jade-like voice, which should have been clear and pleasant, was filled with resentment, “Hmph, even if you always bully me, who made me your Young Lady? How could I just leave you alone?”
“I just feel like there’s something wrong with the demonic power in my body…”
Ig hesitated before speaking. Just now, he had tried circulating his demonic power again, and the previous disharmony hadn’t dissipated. It still faintly lingered, causing him to furrow his brows slightly. “It’s not entirely my demonic power. Instead, it feels like Little Fei’s ice element. But I still haven’t figured it out… Does Veer know why?”
“Something like that?”
Upon hearing Ig’s words, Verafia’s golden eyes lit up. Her tender, delicate lips couldn’t help but lift slightly. “Heh heh. Ig, do you remember what happened before you fell into a coma?”
Before I fell into a coma… Anette, the Swordsman of Deathly Nether, the Ice Dragon Girl who blocked my path. And the ice element shrouded in hazy memories—
As Ig tried to recall fragments of his memory, his brows couldn’t help but furrow. And Little Fei… could it be related to her?
“I suddenly remembered there’s one more thing I haven’t told you, Ig.”
Seeing the expression on the young man’s face, Verafia’s triumphant smile gradually became uncontrollable. She snapped her slender, jade-like fingers in mid-air and then drew a gentle stroke, causing a trace of life’s divine radiance to fall upon Ig.
“Veer—”
Ign’s face showed a look of panic.
A touch of icy blue tinged his form. His palms, calloused from years of sword training, felt as if they were being cleansed by fine, soft snow—becoming fair, white, and tender. Originally strong arms seemed to have shrunk, and his narrow shoulders became smooth and rounded like pure white lotus jade.
In Verafia’s eyes, even Ig’s waist rapidly became slender, outlining captivating curves. His ice-blue, smooth long hair gently cascaded down to his slender waist.
As if meticulously sculpted, Ig’s entire body visibly transformed into a beautiful Ice-Haired Girl. Exquisite wings and a dragon tail even grew from his back.
Looking at the panicked expression on the “girl’s” face, Verafia chuckled, lifting her little face lightly. In her gorgeous and magnificent golden eyes, a hint of ill-intentioned slyness suddenly appeared.
“Well, just as you can see, the surgery was a success. Now, you’re a girl!”
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The crystal-clear ice blue continued to lightly sculpt Ig’s body, smoothing out any disharmonious lines. What appeared in Verafia’s eyes was an Ice-Haired Dragoness with brilliant dragon horns like gems, her ice-blue, smooth long hair cascading down to her waist like a waterfall, and a slender dragon tail. Her crystal-like dragon wings were draped with a few strands of hair.
However, this “Miss Dragoness” had a face that should have been as beautiful and captivating as a work of art, but it was filled with panic.
“V-Veer…”
She trembled as she moved her lips, but her voice, so soft and pleasant, seemed to make her extremely unaccustomed to it. Her expression grew more stiff and awkward.
“Well, she’s quite similar to that idiot Little Fei… but there are still some differences.”
Completely ignoring the girl’s pleas, Verafia gently stroked her chin with her jade-like fingers. Her gorgeous golden eyes sparkled with interest as she appraised the Ice-Haired Dragoness before her.
“For example, compared to that naturally airheaded idiot Little Fei, she seems a bit taller and cooler. She should be an older sister type? Hmm, I can’t see that in this guy at all… Instead, compared to that silly dragon, she seems to have developed quite a bit?”
Seeing the girl’s full, high chest subtly revealing smooth white skin beneath ill-fitting male clothing, and then lowering her head to look at her own merely small, slightly raised curves, Verafia’s golden eyes showed displeasure, and her little face immediately darkened.
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Well, it’s just to let Veer tease Ig, who has become a dragoness, and he will turn back soon (this part is just transitional plot, not very long).
(At most, I’ll write about Veer taking charge and teasing Ig, but it probably won’t have any yuri content… I’m not very good at writing it.)
PS: Actually, this is mainly to introduce Little Fei’s plot (continuing the disclaimer).
