Arc 3.7 [Chapter 42]
Bai Lixin bent slightly, letting his loose clothes hang naturally, and Di Suo, above him, could now see more from the V-neck and only felt his mouth go even drier.
He knew that the man in front of him was his own fattened prey, but his eyes were still fixed on Bai Lixin's body like glue.
After writing with his quill for a while, Bai Lixin seemed tired. He stood up and stretched, his arms crossed above his head.
The comfortably smooth silk shirt slid upwards with his movements, revealing his waist. As he did so, he stretched his waist from side to side, and the silk blouse that was already smooth slipped up to his stomach.
Di Suo's golden pupils wavered, and the lustrous white, tight waist ticked out in a perfect curve, as if in a silent invitation to him. He hooked his lips in a wicked smile and allowed his desire to be spread throughout his body.
When Bai Lixin had had enough of stretching, he was about to move on to the next cowhide roll. But before he could sit down, a strong but measured force pushed him to the table. Then a broad, warm chest covered his back.
Di Suo stuck out a warm tongue to take Bai Lixin's round earlobe and asked in a hoarse voice, "Wasn't Princess Sophia that you met yesterday beautiful?"
Bai Lixin stiffened and nodded slowly, half turning his head, "Not only beautiful, but also lovely."
"Oh," Di Suo's tongue moved down the lobe of his ear, sniffing back and forth along the graceful curve of Bai Lixin's neck," I didn't expect you to like that type of woman. But although you like her, she likes someone else, you know?"
Feeling Bai Lixin's body stiffen, Di Suo felt a sense of vengeful pleasure, a pleasure mixed with a thinly veiled anger. The anger was inexplicable, and even he could not find a reason for it.
Bai Lixin paused and said, "I know, she likes that silver-haired guard by her side."
Di Suo raised an eyebrow, "True to Alexander's bloodline, not only cunning, but also clever, like a poisonous snake indeed."
Bai Lixin furrowed his brow. He pursed his lips and lowered his voice, "Lord Di Suo, I respect you, but who I like and how I like them is not your concern."
Di Suo laughed angrily at his words, "Why shouldn't I care? Don't forget that our pact involves your children and grandchildren, so naturally, I want you to find love as soon as possible. You know she likes the silver-haired man, but do you know the identity of the silver-haired man she is with? "
When Bai Lixin heard Di Suo's question, he snorted disdainfully and said, "He's just a mere retainer, and he's trying to have his way with a noble princess. He's just a toad trying to eat swan meat. "
"You look down on him, but he could easily raze your palace to the ground. " Di Suo brought his mouth back to Bai Lixin's ear, blowing hot air into his ear ambiguously, "He's a dragon just like me."
Bai Lixin's eyes leapt to attention, and his body stood on the spot.
Satisfied with Bai Lixin's reaction, Di Suo moved back slightly to turn Bai Lixin face-to-face and said, "If the Silver Dragon had not discovered my identity yesterday, with his ability, he would not have left your highness alive, much less given you the opportunity to spend time with the princess. Shouldn't you be thanking me? My cunning highness the King. "
A bewildered expression appeared on Bai Lixin's face as he nodded stiffly, "Thank you, Lord Di Suo."
"But, Lord Di Suo, does Sophia know that Hillman is a dragon? Has she fallen in love with him beyond belief? Do I have a chance?"
Di Suo frowned. For some reason, he resented hearing the name "Sophia" come out of the young man's mouth. "Sophia doesn't know, but I spoke to the Silver Dragon alone yesterday and heard the determination to win in his tone."
Bai Lixin's tightly grabbed Di Suo's arm, "What should I do then, Lord Di Suo?"
"I can help you suppress the Silver Dragon," said Di Suo, suddenly curling his lips into a mysterious smile.
Bai Lixin breathed a sigh of relief, "Excellent, thank you Lord Di Suo."
Di Suo continued to smile, "The contract between me and you only exists to help you set the Hall of Priests right. As for the extras, you will have to pay another price."
"We dragons never do anything without benefit, let alone helping a human."
Bai Lixin hesitated for a moment, then bit his lip and said, "Okay, Lord Di Suo. I am willing to pay the appropriate price as long as I can get Sophia. "
Di Suo's smile deepened, "I have been sealed by you for hundreds of years, and by my count, it has been nearly a thousand years since I last mated."
Bai Lixin froze and hurried back, "Lord Di Suo, you have your eye on a woman from the Saron Empire? I will help you invite her over. "
A disgusted expression appeared on Di Suo's face, but his eyes were fixed on Bai Lixin without blinking.
"I am a dragon. How can I look at you humans. If I were to sleep with a human, it would have to be with the one above all men, the emperor. "
Bai Lixin's body stiffened again at his words, and he swallowed his saliva, his face turning white with a swish: "Is it me that Lord Di Suo is talking about?"
Di Suo smiled slightly and couldn't help but scratch Bai Lixin's nose, "You are really smart. I won't help if you don't pay the price. I'll only help you crush the Hall of Priests. Either you can do nothing and watch the Silver Dragon snatch Sophia, or you pay the price and I'll help you keep the Silver Dragon in check. Either way, the outcome is up to you. "
Bai Lixin was still rigid, a struggling, pained expression on his face, a glint in his eyes, as if he was having a difficult thought process.
Only after a long time did he raise his head and look at Di Suo as if he were dying: "Lord Di Suo, I will serve you if I can have Sophia!"
Di Suo had known that Bai Lixin would choose this path. But when he got the answer he wanted, instead of feeling happy, his heart became depressed and irritated.
"Ansel Alexander, you are an emperor, and now you are willing to submit yourself to a male, not of your kind, but a dragon. All for the sake of a woman."
"Do you love Sophia so much that you don't even care about your dignity?"
In his heart he scolded, but on his face he smiled, "In that case, I will help you drive away the silver dragon. Until you marry Sophia, you will be my sexual partner, at my beck and call, at my every whim. "
Without waiting for Bai Lixin's answer, he carried him into the bedroom attached to the study in a princess hug. He carried him to the bed and threw him onto it without saying a word, and then pressed his tall, broad body down.
With one arm propped up to trap Bai Lixin underneath, Di Suo lifted the young king's stiff arm with one hand and said, "Help me undress."
A look of embarrassment and forbearance crossed Bai Lixin's face, and his eyes glowed. The tips of his teeth bit down hard on the corner of his lip, and a bead of blood slowly trickled out along the spot where he had bitten down.
But he did as he was told and stretched out his arm, stiffly reaching for the belt that Di Suo had loosely tied around his waist.
Di Suo saw the look on Bai Lixin's face, and his heart gave a twitch. He swatted the hand away in annoyance and leaned down to stare hard at Bai Lixin's eye-sore of a blood bead.
"An eyesore. It's such an eyesore."
With that thought, he suddenly leaned down and kissed Bai Lixin's lips, licking the blood bead into his mouth with his tongue, rubbing along the teeth that were biting his lip in the process.
Dragons do not open their minds when they are first born, and for the first two hundred years, they are like ordinary animals, acting on instinct alone. They hunt only to satisfy their appetites, and they mate only to satisfy their desires.
It is not until they are 200 years old that their minds are opened, that they develop their own souls, that they think about who they are, that they have a name for themselves, and that they gradually learn language.
Di Suo became enlightened earlier than any other dragon, having developed his own spirit at the age of 150. The dragons of his time were still bestial. As he watched his companion, driven by lust, sink his claws into the female's shoulders to arouse her desire again and again, Di Suo frowned.
Rather than resonating with him, such scenes were repulsive to him.
The dragons were the most powerful clan on this continent, but so what if they were even more powerful? They had ultimately lost to their own desires.
So, ever since Di Suo had had a mind of his own, he had never mated, much less kissed anyone.
But now he was offering his kiss to a human, the child of his enemy, and it was madness.
As soon as Di Sui kissed Bai Lixin's slightly cold lips, he felt a stirring in his chest. His body shuddered, and it was as if his soul trembled a little more.
Di Suo finally kissed him, and Bai Lixin smiled softly in his heart as he felt the hard-earned kiss.
In the memories of the world passed on by s419m, he had learned that the kisses of the dragons were only given to the closest of lovers, and he had tried to kiss Di Suo of his own accord before, but Di Suo had rejected him.
Since ancient times, suitors have had many strange tricks to try to capture their love interests. The ancients were true to their word, and he'd finally made his lover jealous to the extent of claiming him.
Bai Lixin laughed heartily as he sneaked out his tongue and carefully licked Di Suo's warm lips.
The two lips met, and Di Suo shuddered again. No longer wanting to suppress himself, he simply thrust his tongue into Bai Lixin's mouth, wrapping the naughty tongue that had teased him earlier and stirring it around in his mouth.
Bai Lixin was also shaken, and as soon as Di Suo touched his tongue, he went limp and his whole body went soft.
When Di Suo saw Bai Lixin's look, he did not feel repulsed, but rather found it a bit cute.
As his lower abdomen heated up, the movements of his mouth became more fierce and fervent, as if he wanted to eat Bai Lixin's entire body.
After an unknown amount of time, Di Suo reluctantly left Bai Lixin's lips and kissed him on the neck. His hands were not idle either, and with a few quick movements, the two of them met in a frank encounter.
Having done enough foreplay, Di Suo leaned down and looked at the blushing Bai Lixin, smiling slightly, his voice was extremely gentle: "Don't worry nor be afraid. I'll be very careful and gentle."
With that, he pushed forward in a deep and slow motion, and both of them let out a gasp of pleasure almost simultaneously. At this point, Di Suo's earlier words completely flew out of his mind and his movements became extremely fierce.
The two rolled around in the huge, luxurious bed all night, slowly falling asleep in the early morning.
Not long after they had fallen asleep, a magnificent carriage drawn by a giant gold horse slowly entered the gates of the Saron Empire, followed by a small group of hundreds of knights.
When the guards saw the carriage, they knelt on their knees and said, in the most pious language, "Welcome back, His Highness the High Priest from your triumphant journey!"
Arc 3.8 [Chapter 43]
The huge golden horse was made of divine power and had just walked through the gates of the Saron Empire when the door of the luxurious carriage it was pulling opened from the inside.
The High Priest, dressed in white, slowly stepped down from the carriage, his straight pale golden hair reaching to his waist, and his luscious pale blue eyes were filled with a compassionate tenderness.
The High Priest looked only twenty-five years old, with features more delicate and feminine than any woman's, and his whole figure was as dazzling as a white rose.
But in truth, even the priests could not figure out his age, nor how many generations he had passed through. But as High Priest, he remained eternally youthful and ageless, always at his most perfect age.
Perfect and pure, yet gentle and powerful, High Priest Christian was the vision of all the men and women of this mighty empire. He was a god-like being in this country!
As he stepped out of the carriage with unparalleled grace, he chanted an incantation to the golden carriage, and a pale golden glow emanated from it, followed by countless pale golden stars emanating from the golden horse.
The carriage, which had been magnificent, slowly shrank and turned into an ordinary carriage, while the dazzling golden horse turned into an ordinary white stallion. The entire team of knights that followed it disappeared as if they had never existed.
This was the High Priest's most famous technique: the summoning of divine soldiers.
In the Saron Empire, priests were a great and honorable profession, called "prophets of the gods" and "demigods."
Priests possessed divine power and were the messengers between humans and the gods, conveying both the prayers and devotional beliefs of humans to the gods and the will of the gods to humans, so they had a very high status among humans, and even the monarchs were a step below them.
Seeing this miraculous scene before them, the faces of the kneeling guards grew more and more devout as they gazed with the utmost reverence at the perfect High Priest, knowing only the High Priest and not King Alexander.
Christian smiled faintly at the sight before him and gave his most venerable smile, "May the gods be with you."
At these words, the guards clenched their hands into fists on their chests and said with one voice, "Thank you god for your favor and blessing!"
Christian nodded with a smile and said to the head guard, who was kneeling at the front, "Please take my horse to the stables at the back of the priest's temple. It needs rest. Thank you."
The head guard blushed when he saw the High Priest looking at him alone, and hurriedly stood up straight and patted his chest, "As you wish, Lord High Priest!"
Satisfied with the answer, the High Priest smiled gently, patted the head guard on the shoulder, and said, "May the gods be with you" before turning his head and walking slowly towards the priest's temple.
Christian's pace was slow; it was early in the morning, and the road was busy with palace guards and attendants who had just gone to work. When they saw him, who was glowing from afar, they all stopped their work and half-kneeled to the ground to watch his departure with reverent eyes.
Without looking away, Christian tilted his head slightly and took a deep breath, enjoying the worship and reverent gazes.
It was a wonderful feeling to be standing on the altar of God, being held in the sky by the stars.
A treacherous smile crept imperceptibly to the corners of his slightly shifting lips.
As long as the Black Dragon was imprisoned in the underground palace, he would always have the most perfect appearance, the most divine power, and the highest status in the land.
What was the throne of an emperor? He did not have to salute King Alexander if he stood in front of him.
As soon as the High Priest entered the Saron Empire, the news reached the Temple of Priests. The nine priests stood in their priestly robes outside the Temple of Sacrifice, waiting.
After waiting for a long time, the awaited High Priest finally arrived.
The nine men rushed forward, lined up and half-kneeled on the ground in salute, and Christian greeted them with a casual wave of his hand as he walked towards the council chamber inside the temple, "You have sent me three chicken-feather letters in quick succession. What has happened?"
The nine priests looked at each other, but no one dared to speak up.
The High Priest seemed gentle and kind on the outside, but in reality he was ruthless at heart, and one of the priests had once been burned alive by the High Priest for refuting his opinion in public.
Without an answer, Christian suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Turning back to the nine obsequious priests, he frowned and gave them a contemptuous glance, saying, "What, no one will tell me?"
The nine men's bodies trembled, and the priest who had stopped Bai Lixin that day gulped and took a step forward, "Your Highness, the Honorable High Priest, King Alexander broke into the underground palace and released the black dragon from its seal."
This head priest, named Kenny, was the longest-serving head priest who had followed Christian, and he was also the most senior and vocal of the nine priests.
No sooner had he said the words than his body suddenly ripped with pain, and his limbs seemed to be pulled outwards by something. His heart fluttering, he hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Your Highness, that King Alexander claimed to have received an oracle, and he was even holding the legendary golden lance in his hand when he came out of the underground palace!"
The excruciating pain in his body stopped abruptly, and Kenny breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the cold sweat from the corner of his forehead.
Christian frowned, "You're saying he removed the artifact, and you saw it with your own eyes?"
Kenny nodded, "Yes, Your Highness High Priestess, he was holding the lance in his hand and all nine of us were present."
Christian scanned the other eight men, and the eight priests' bodies suddenly tightened as they hurriedly nodded desperately.
Certain that the nine men were not lying, a certain look of horror suddenly appeared in Christian's pale blue eyes, but it quickly flickered away.
He swallowed and threw his sleeve back hard, "Ridiculous. I have not received any oracle about freeing the Black Dragon, who has always been cunning and treacherous. It must be this Black Dragon who has used evil magic to compel King Alexander. "
The crowd nodded, and Kenny added, "That's what we suspected, but this Black Dragon is simply too powerful, and for some reason, King Alexander also seemed to have gained some kind of power overnight and suddenly became very powerful. The nine of us could not stand up to them even if we joined forces, which is why we sent an urgent letter to you. "
Christian took a deep breath and nodded, "En, you have done well. The evil Black Dragon has compelled King Alexander and made him a slave of darkness. We must use the power of the gods to save him. In this way, you may go back first. This will be a bit tricky, and I am a bit tired. When I have rested for a while, I will go to King Alexander. "
The chief priests were relieved by the order and performed another reverent ritual before they left and walked out of the hall.
Only when he was sure that everyone had left, did Christian turn his head abruptly towards his chambers and walk anxiously. His pace was disorganized, and his mouth was ragged with breath.
Christian had ordered that no one should ever approach his chambers, so the path to his chambers was empty, and he began to walk at a brisk pace at first, but then began to run wildly.
If anyone had passed by in this corridor today, they would have screamed in surprise. Christian's long, silky blonde hair was now dull, and much of it was slowly falling out of his scalp.
And his body slowly began to shrink. What had been a slender body a moment ago was now hunched over. His skin was no longer fair and smooth, but had become rough.
His face was not the same as it had been; the corners of his eyes drooped and his mouth was sunken. In just a quarter of an hour, he had gone from a handsome man of about twenty-five to a senile old man!
His steps became increasingly frantic and he finally reached his bedchamber, pushing open the door with great effort and then hurriedly closing it and inserting it tightly.
Only when he had done so did he rush to his bedchamber and take a beautifully carved wooden box out of the delicate mahogany cabinet beside his bed.
He recited an incantation to the wooden box with a trembling hand, which opened with a sound. Inside were a dozen small transparent bottles containing a black, sticky liquid that looked very strange.
When Christian saw these bottles, his eyes, which had been scattered, coalesced again, and he hurriedly took one of the bottles out, uncorked it, and drank it down.
Something miraculous happened as he drank the black liquid.
The hair that had not fallen out slowly began to fall out, and as it did, new hair grew out of his pores.
His body, which had been hunched over a moment before, was once again upright, and those rough skins were tight and smooth again, giving off a youthful appearance. He had actually become as young and beautiful as twenty-five again.
A long breath of relief escaped Christian's lips as he saw the change in his body.
He took off the white jacket he was wearing and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, wearing only the cream-colored robe underneath, staring in fascination at his perfect face in the mirror.
More than two hundred years ago, he inadvertently took a sip of the blood of a black dragon. He was already in his forties at the time, but after taking a sip of its blood at that time, he suddenly found his flesh filled with strength and gradually regained the vigour of his thirties.
Later, he secretly studied it and realized that it was a characteristic of the dragon race.
Dragons are the longest-lived intelligent beings in the world. Not only are they powerful, they are so tenacious in their vitality that they are simply the darlings of this continent, and their longevity is inextricably linked precisely to their blood.
Christian was a very powerful priest, but even the most powerful human cannot escape the cycle of life. He did not want to die of old age, and if he did, his power would be lost and gone. He would be eliminated from the world, fallen from the altar of God into the mire, his body reduced to bones, and finally turned into a shovelful of dust.
Out of this fear, he embarked on a decade-long, intensive research. Finally, he succeeded in purifying the element of eternal youth from the blood of the black dragon and made a potion.
By drinking a bottle of this potion, he could maintain his youth for six months. But as he consumed this potion again and again, his body became more and more resistant to the drug, and the potion lasted for a shorter and shorter time.1
He stared at himself in the mirror and frowned. He remembered the last time he drank the potion was three months ago and thought it would last another half month, but just now, he suddenly felt a reaction in his body. He was so panicked that he sent the others away, running to his chambers just to drink the potion in time.
Last time it only lasted three months, but what about this time?
Apart from his own resistance to the drug, was it also because the Black Dragon was not young?
After all, the Black Dragon had been in captivity here for hundreds of years. Although dragons live long lives, the normal age of a dragon is only 1,500 years old, and the Black Dragon was actually 1,000 years old. He reckoned it had almost reached the equivalent of a human being's late 50s or 60s today.
The blood of this black dragon was no longer useful.
Christian looked in the mirror at his stunningly beautiful face as he thought to himself, "If it was time to get younger, stronger dragons, it would be under the curtain of the gods! "
Arc 3.9 [Chapter 44]
Bai Lixin was awakened by a tremor that shook the earth, and he was so confused as he felt his body being shaken around. But it took a few moments for his dull brain to realise that he was not being ploughed but that it was clearly an earthquake!
He rose from the bed with a start, to see the small stones and dust falling from the ceiling and the silverware shaking on the bedside table. Even the velvet bed beneath him shook, as if the floor would not stop shaking until it cracked.
Bai Lixin covered his face, heard the sound of magic clashing outside the window, and asked s419m breathlessly [Is this palace of mine about to collapse? Majestic for only three seconds. Is this the rhythm of my not being able to be emperor for three days?]
[Lord Host, Lord Di Duo, and that High Priest who had just returned had gotten into a fight.] s419m coughed with embarrassment.
Bai Lixin raised an eyebrow. [Oh, so it's him who has returned. Let them fight then. Let Di Suo vent his anger from all these years first. We'll go down later.]
With that, Bai Lixin gave a soft smile as he walked naked off the bed, and he saw the clothes neatly arranged on the silver trolley. He then entered the hot spring pool attached to the bedroom to take a hot bath.
The water in the pool rippled with the fierce duel outside, but Bai Lixin didn't care. After washing for a quarter of an hour, he slowly stepped out of the pool and wiped his body and hair clean with a soft towel before walking back to the bedroom. He slowly and deliberately put on the clothes that had been waiting in the corner.
Stroking the soft, smooth silk shirt, the corners of Bai Lixin's mouth curled into a smile. Di Suo had come into his role quickly, and had already learned to prepare his clothes for him thoughtfully.
After spending another quarter of an hour making his clothes as elegant as possible, Bai Lixin picked up the golden lance that lay beside his bed and pushed open the door to his bedroom with a comfortable and elegant step.
The moment he placed his hand on the door, the dark golden door flashed for a moment with a magical formation, but it disappeared as soon as he sensed Bai Lixin's breath.
No wonder the quake was so strong and no guards came in to wake him up. It was because Di Suo had placed a barrier on the door.
Pushing the door open and stepping out of the bedroom, he saw the guards waiting anxiously outside the door, dressed in solid black uniforms. These all belonged to the emperor, listening to him and devoting all their loyalty to him.
The guardsmen were anxiously trying to cut a hole in the wall outside the door to rescue King Alexander, chisel and hammer in hand, and if Bai Lixin had been a step later, the palace would have collapsed for real.
Now that the king had come out unharmed, the hundred of them breathed a sigh of relief, and the leader, General Kapler, went straight to him and said, with tears in his eyes, "Your Majesty, the gods have blessed you, and it is good that you are well.
Bai Lixin looked at the hammer head he was holding in his hand with a dark look on his face and rubbed his temples, "General Kapler, thank you for your concern. With the protection of Lord Black Dragon, I will be fine. "
General Kapler was already over fifty years old, had assisted two generations of emperors, and knew more about the Black Dragon. His eyes widened when he heard Bai Lixin's words, "Lord Black Dragon?"
Bai Lixin nodded with a faint smile and said, "You heard correctly, it is the Black Dragon, who has been imprisoned in the underground palace for hundreds of years. That man in black is none other than the Black Dragon. "
Bai Lixin raised the golden spear in his hand and said, "I have received a divine revelation that the Saron Empire will be in a state of destruction, and only the Black Dragon will be able to save us from it."
"He is no longer a prisoner in the palace but the future hope of the Saron Empire, so you must respect him as you respect me. His name is Di Suo, and from now on you will address him as "Lord Di Suo."
Although there were doubts in his mind, Kapler was absolutely loyal to the emperor, which is also known as "foolish loyalty." So, even though he had doubts in his mind, he still knelt down and said firmly, "As you command, my liege!"
Satisfied with Kapler, Bai Lixin lifted him up with one hand and said, "How did the High Priest get into a fight with Lord Di Suo?"
A small soldier behind Kapler stepped forward and knelt on the ground and replied, "Your Majesty, an hour or so ago, the High Priest came with his staff and tried to break into your chambers in spite of us, under the slogan, "Purge the evil spirits." At that moment, Lord Di Suo appeared, and they didn't say much. They just stared at each other for a while, and then Lord Di Suo turned around and placed a barrier at the door in your chambers then fought with the High Priest directly."
The ground was shaking outside, and they were afraid that the fight between the two would spread to His Majesty's chambers, which is why the chisel and axe were brought out.
Bai Lixin knew the story and nodded, "You guys go and take refuge first, I'll go and settle the matter. If both of them continue like this, this palace of mine will be destroyed. "
Kapler was not willing to let the king go into danger, and naturally, he did not agree—neither to being a deserter, nor to His Majesty going into battle alone.
Bai Lixin shook the lance in his hand and said, "Don't worry, I am the chosen divine messenger of the gods, and with the blessing of the divine weapon, nothing will happen to me. If you guys are really unsure, you can come along. "
Seeing that he could not dissuade the king, General Kapler had no choice but to agree. As he walked behind Bai Lixin, he secretly observed the young emperor.
King Alexander had been in a state of anxiety since he had taken over the Empire two years ago. He had been suppressed by the priests, unable to take full power into his own hands, and had been on the verge of a violent breakdown at times, all of which he had seen but could not do anything about.
Although he had pledged his allegiance to the king, he did not agree with the sometimes tyrannical behavior of King Alexander, and was inevitably disappointed.
But now, having not seen him for a few days, he saw a different aura around King Alexander.
The anxiety and hesitation that had been in his eyes were gone, leaving only determination and calmness. It took a strong heart to be able to do this, and the previous King Alexander had none of these.
General Kapler glanced with a twinkle at the man in black, suspended in mid-air.
Could it be that this black dragon has prompted the transformation? If so, he was a welcome sight.
Before he knew it, he had unknowingly followed Bai Lixin out of the long corridor and into the open space of the square. Bai Lixin stood on the ground and looked up at the two figures in the sky, the size of dragonflies. The two had been fighting for nearly two hours now, and Di Suo was fine. Christian was no match for his inhuman physique and endurance.
For all his strength, Christian did not have enough stamina, and after two hours of constant use of divine energy, he was already out of breath, stopping to pant with his hair in disarray and dripping with sweat.
Di Suo, however, still stood firm, looking at Christian indifferently. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Bai Lixin standing on the ground. He surprisingly ignored Christian and flew straight in Bai Lixin's direction.
Christian was still building up his strength, waiting for the next wave of attacks, when he noticed that his opponent had suddenly left without a word. This feeling of being belittled instantly caused his anger to flare up, and he struck a wave of golden divine power directly at Di Suo's back.
The golden light was about to hit Di Suo's back, but he didn't even look back, as if he had eyes on his back, and with a flick of his arm, he gently dissolved the divine power that Christian had struck him with.
Seeing his divine power being easily defused, Christian realized the disparity in their strength.
If they continued to fight, he would be the one to lose!
He had always valued his appearance and dignity, and now that Di Suo's departure had given him room to breath, Christian took it in his stride. He followed him back to the ground, albeit with an unhappy face.
After Di Suo gently landing, Bai Lixin looked at him. He saw Di Suo's soothed expression and he smiled slightly. He stood on his tiptoes to whisper in his ear, "Are you relieved a bit?"
Di Suo was slightly stunned, and his golden eyes lit up. It was only after a moment that he nodded, "I didn't realize it until you said that. My anger does feel a bit relieved. "
Di Suo glanced at the wretched Christian and smothered a laugh, "That was a good beating."
Di Suo laughed coldly, "It was merciful."
The two men's conversation caught Christian's ears, and his anger grew. Not only did these two men not take him seriously, they were even playing him like a monkey!
Damn it, damn it, damn it!
He spat in his heart, but his face had already been fixed, and after fixing his hair, Christian said, with what he thought was his best expression of kindness and innocence, "My respects, King Alexander, it has been a long time."
He said this, but did not salute.
"Your Highness the High Priest, you have worked hard this time to quell the riots, and I would like to pay you the highest respects on behalf of the Saron Empire," Bai Lixin said with even more grace and ease.
With these words, it was clear who was the master and who was the servant of the empire.
Christian's face was dark and sullen, and the fire in his heart was rising. In the past, he would have been able to use his power to press Alexander into the Temple of Sacrifice for trial, but now, he had the Black Dragon that was so powerful that he was no match for him, and the matter of punishing King Alexander had become a difficult one.
But to his surprise, it was Bai Lixin who spoke first, "Your Highness, you may be surprised and even angry that I have released Lord Black Dragon from the underground palace. But before you get angry, please hear me out. "
"Just a few days ago, I received an oracle in my sleep. The great gods told me that if I wanted to save the Saron Empire, I needed to save Lord Black Dragon first. For soon, a young and evil silver dragon will fly in to destroy our centuries-old Saron Empire. "
Christian's attention was completely drawn to Bai Lixin's words, and his eyes widened slightly in surprise as he asked, "A young silver dragon?"
Bai Lixin nodded, "Yes, Your High Priestess, the gods also said that I needed to rescue the Lord Black Dragon and remove the golden lance. Use it as a weapon to seal the silver dragon. "
Christian's mind had been completely overwhelmed with the words "young dragon" and "seal."
What did that mean?
It means he will have fresher blood!
Arc 3.10 [Chapter 45]
Christian was ecstatic but still a little suspicious. "Is all that Your Majesty says true?"
With a sober look on his face, Bai Lixin raised the golden spear in his hand to Christian and said solemnly, "High Priest, in the name of the King of the Saron Empire, I command you to take up this spear."
With this sudden change, Christian, who was already in a trance after being beaten by Di Suo and the sudden news of a fresh young dragon, unconsciously raised his hands to grasp the golden spear as he was ordered to do.
When Christian took hold of the spear, Bai Lixin let go.
What made everyone stunned was that the golden spear, which had just been lifted by Bai Lixin with ease, was now heavier than ever in Christian's hands.
The sudden heaviness of the object made Christian's face change, and his body fell to his knees involuntarily.
When he saw that his hands were about to be smashed into the ground, Christian quickly released the spear and braced one against the ground, thus avoiding the fate of having the back of his hands crushed.
"Clang!" There was a loud noise, and the golden lance slammed firmly into the ground.
Christian was on one knee, bracing his knee with one hand and the other holding the ground. Seeing this, Bai Lixin took a step forward and put his hands on Christian's shoulders to help him up. "Please rise, you must believe this. I am the only one who can pick it up. Since the gods have entrusted me with the task of guarding the Saron Empire, I must not let them down. The High Priest is a messenger of the gods, so you will help me, won't you?"
Christian, who had been helped up by Bai Lixin, looked very ugly; he was kneeling just now as if he had knelt and submitted to King Alexander.
He was just a puppet. How dare he embarrass him like that?
According to the secret scriptures at the Temple of Priests, Alexander I sealed the black dragon with a golden lance when he lured it into a magic formation, and later he founded the Saron Empire.
Alexander I was a man of divine power when he possessed the artefact, but it was only when the golden lance left Alexander I's side that his divine power dissipated, and in just five years he was no different from an ordinary man. But by this time, he had become so firmly established in the Saron Empire that the crowds did not notice his abnormality.
And it was because Alexander I had stood at the altar of the gods that he came to particularly revere the power and favour of the gods, and that was why he attached special importance to the profession of priest.
He sought out priests everywhere, brought them into his palace to be enshrined as high officials, and consecrated their prophecies as divine decrees. And afterwards, this tradition was passed on, and as the generations passed, the priests became more and more important in the country, gradually moving to the centre of power and becoming a new and powerful force above the emperor.
Christian recalled the descriptions of the two guards who had been guarding the underground palace yesterday; Ansel had never had that kind of power before. So it seemed that he had been divinely inspired, as he had said, to take on the responsibility of sealing the Silver Dragon.
Christian's emotions were mixed as he looked imperceptibly up and down at the young emperor, sighing in his heart as he sensed a completely different aura from his previous one.
The chosen one's divine power was unfathomable, and they must not be confronted directly.
In a few breaths, Christian had made up his mind that he must hold back during the time when Ansel was sealing the silver dragon. As soon as Ansel had sealed the Silver Dragon, his divine power would slowly disappear, while his own power would rise because of the fresh blood of the Silver Dragon.
The difference between him and the king would be a world of difference in divine power, and then it would be clear who was the master and who was the puppet.
With this in mind, Christian gave a reverent smile as he placed his hand on his chest and said, "As you wish, my revered sire. But when will the Silver Dragon appear? "
"The gods did not give me an answer as to when the Silver Dragon would appear; they simply told me to prepare everything and wait quietly." Seeing Christian, who had bowed his head for the first time, Bai Lixin nodded with a smile.
He bent down and took the golden lance in his hand, "Then, if there is nothing more, we shall leave first, High Priest." Without waiting for Christian's reply, he led Di Suo towards his study.
Christian's face paled slightly, but his mouth was still smiling with sincerity, "Please feel free, Your Majesty."
Bai Lixin sneered and never said another word back to him.
As he watched Bai Lixin leave his sight, Christian's gentle and sincere smile suddenly turned fierce and sinister. "Ansel Alexander, you have made a fool of me today. I will get you back for it one day."
...
In the study, Bai Lixin sat on the luxurious golden chair with his head slightly propped up, listening to General Kapler's report on the military situation.
Today, General Kapler was also reporting something unusual. Just a few days ago, they discovered the emergence of several small cult groups entering the imperial capital.
After listening to General Kapler's report, Bai Lixin pondered for a moment and said, "Keep an eye on this matter. There is no need to alert the snake for the time being."
General Kapler obeyed the Emperor's orders, not to mention the now overbearing King Alexander.
Since His Majesty had given the order, he had no further objection and immediately knelt down to receive it.
Bai Lixin asked some other questions, and when Kapler had no more to say, he dismissed everyone with a wave of his hand, leaving only Di Suo with him.
It was not until they had all withdrawn from the study that Bai Lixin turned back to Di Suo with a concerned look on his face and grabbed his hand, "After fighting with the High Priest for so long, is there any injury to Lord Di Suo?"
As Di Suo looked down at Bai Lixin's face, his mind kept flashing back to the expression on his face when he was panting and moaning underneath him last night, and the overwhelming anger in his heart miraculously calmed down and was gradually replaced by a warmth and peace that he himself could not even describe.
He smiled faintly and said to Bai Lixin, "A mere man who is on his deathbed dares to stand up to me. I have just taught him a small lesson, so that he will know how high the sky is. "
When Bai Lixin heard Di Suo's confident words, he laughed out loud and clapped his hands in approval. "I almost laughed out loud when I saw Christian's ashen but calm face just now. You've done a great job, Lord Di Suo! "
Seeing the sly expression on Bai Lixin's face, Di Suo gave his nose a gentle tap, and he said with a smile, "Cunning old man."
Bai Lixin was not annoyed and laughed even louder when he was tapped on the nose, "Oh, Lord Di Suo, did you see the look on his face when he fell to his knees just now? That face was like a palette. "
As Bai Lixin laughed, Di Suo just stood and looked at him quietly, a doting look in his eyes that he didn't even notice.
It took a while for Bai Lixin to stop laughing, and when Di Suo saw that he had laughed enough, he asked, "What do you want to do next? Did you really get the divine revelation? "
Bai Lixin blinked and looked at Di Suo with a sly smile. "Hillman is a silver dragon, isn't he, Lord Di Suo?"
Di Suo's pupils shrank slightly, and he said warily, "You know? I only told you he was a dragon, not his color! "
"How could I not know?" Bai Lixin shrugged. "As soon as Hillman appeared before my eyes, the golden lance began to stir. It would have been hard for me to spot it even if I didn't want to. "
"So you really did get the divine revelation?" Di Suo looked at the golden lance that Bai Lixin had placed on the table and tried to reach for it, but a force bounced off his hand just as he touched the golden lance. Di Sui frowned, "So only you can pick up this golden lance?"
Bai Lixin sighed inwardly; his lover's insight was far too keen and he was trying to find the holes in his story.
"It is true that I got divine inspiration, but the inspiration is for me to pierce your heart with this lance, and after killing you, it will absorb your power."
" At that time, this lance will be used to reseal the Silver Dragon. " He thought for a moment, and then lied shamelessly, "But how could I hurt you? My ancestors have already broken your heart, and I could not go on making the same mistake. So I went against the divine revelation and saved you. "
"As for sealing that silver dragon, the divine revelation was that the silver dragon would attack the Saron Empire. If the silver dragon does not attack the Saron Empire, I would not strike with this lance. So as long as the Silver Dragon doesn't strike, there is no chance for me to do so, is there? "
Di Suo's eyes darkened: "You could have used Sophia to provoke him into attacking the Saron Empire, and that would have played into your hands? Isn't that a common trick of your Alexander family? "
"Lord Di Suo, do you think I'm really that desperate to achieve my goals?" Bai Lixin curled his lips to the side, a faint look of anger on his face.
"Is it that I'm just devious, cunning, and downright bad? You also know that I like Sophia, so if I like Sophia, why would I use her? "
Di Suo had been imprisoned in the underground palace for many years, and now that he was just out of it, the silver dragon was the only one of its kind he had ever seen. Dragons had always loved their clansmen, so it was very hard to encounter problems with their own kind.
But now, seeing Bai Lixin's sullen and sad expression, his heart throbbed for some reason, and Di Suo clenched his hand behind his back into a fist, his sexy lips pursed up, not knowing how to answer Bai Lixin.
He suddenly felt that he had been too hasty just now; Ansel was Ansel, and Alexander I was Alexander I. The two of them were originally different individuals.
And the fact that he had been confronting Ansel with hatred had not only confused his mind, but even disturbed his judgement.
The atmosphere in the study was thick, and both men were silent. One had a sulky face and the other a helpless guilty one.
One was looking at the scroll on the desk, and the other was secretly staring at the other's face, making the scene extraordinarily awkward.
At that moment, a knock on the door broke the awkwardness, and Bai Lixin raised his head, coughing twice to adjust his emotions before saying, "Come in."
The guard who pushed the door in was the messenger at the castle gate, and he half-kneeled on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, Princess Sophia of the Sena Kingdom requests an audience."
Sophia? Coming to see him so soon?
The corners of Bai Lixin's mouth took on a smile. What kind of dream did she have?
It was time to see if the dream had worked or not.
Di Suo stared at Bai Lixin, irritated and frustrated by the sight of his expression. He was now smiling like a flower, yet he had previously been sullen.
He frowned at the door.
What was wrong with this Princess Sofia? Why wasn't she staying in her own palace and being pampered? Why was she running around like this?
Although the Kingdom of Sena was next door to the Saron Empire, the distance between the two castles took three days by carriage.+
But now it had only been three days since her last visit. How had she made the round trip?
Arc 3.11 [Chapter 46]
Princess Sophia was out of character today. Instead of wearing that fussy and flashy princess attire, she wore a white shirt and tight black breeches, with black riding boots under her feet and her light brown hair tied up high in a competent and sharp manner.
Bai Lixin went to the castle gate to greet them. The moment he saw Sophia get out of the carriage, he whistled inwardly.
Not bad, not bad at all. This free and easy appearance was much prettier than in that squirming princess outfit she was wearing before.
After Sophia got off, Hillman, the personal guard, also stepped out of the carriage.
Hillman didn't look too good as he stepped out of the carriage, and he chanted an incantation to the white horse with a silvery glow beneath him, and the not-so-normal glow disappeared.
Bai Lixin raised an eyebrow and laughed, "So Squire Hillman has magic in him; he's a hidden gem."
It was an acceleration spell that, when attached to his feet, could travel a thousand miles in a day, which was why they could travel to two countries in two hours, although the journey by horse took three or five days.
Hillman straightened his back and bowed, "I thank King Alexander for his praise, but it is not enough."
Bai Lixin shook his head and said, "That is not a false compliment. Harnessing magic is a rare thing. Moreover, you are just a bodyguard. It's a talent.
Despite Bai Lixin's praise, Hillman's face did not look any better. He nodded imperceptibly and respectfully as he glanced at Di Suo, who was standing straight behind him, and said, "Even a man of Di Suo's extraordinary ability serves as a mere guard at His Majesty's side, so what is so strange about me being a guard?"
"No, no, no, no," Bai Lixin raised his right hand and waved it with his index finger, "You misunderstand? Di Suo is not my guard, he is my kinsman, my closest person. "
Not only Hillman but also Di Suo froze slightly at Bai Lixin's words. His golden eyes were inscrutable as he quietly looked at Bai Lixin from behind, gauging the truth of his words.
Hillman, on the other hand, could not help but look at Sophia, hoping to get some sort of answer from her as well.
Sophia lived up to her expectations and opened her mouth, smiling sweetly, "Hillman is not just any guard either; he is like family to me."
When Hillman heard Sophia's words, the uncertainty in his heart eased a little, and his face looked a little better.
Because she had already met him once, she didn't feel as rusty as she had last time. When she finished, she reached out and tugged at the hem of Bai Lixin's sleeve and said, "Your Majesty, you still owe me an ending from last time. Do you remember?"
Bai Lixin laughed and said, "It's only been three days. How could I forget? Would you like to hear the rest? "
Sofia nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes!"
"Then please, my princess." Bai Lixin made a gentleman's salute and led Sophia towards the garden.
Hillman looked at the distant Sophia and then at Di Suo, who remained where he was, and hesitated for a moment before following Sophia.
At that moment, Sophia's voice came from a short distance away: "Hillman, tell Di Suo something interesting about the humanities of our country, and I will come back to you later."
Hillman gave a start, and the half-raised foot was retracted. He frowned at the lone man and woman, his heart eating him up.
But he wasn't the only one frustrated. Di Suo looked at the two, laughing heartlessly, with dark waves in his eyes. He had just said something about "being closest to him", but in the blink of an eye, he had forgotten all about him for a woman.
He breathed heavily in annoyance, gave Hillman an impatient look, and whispered, "Come with me. I want to talk to you about something."
Hillman hurriedly followed Di Suo after hearing this. The dragon race was warlike and worshipped the strong. He had lost the spar with Di Suo and had long since succumbed to his strength.
The Silver Dragon was 210 years old and had just opened its mind ten years ago, which meant he had just become an adult.
The dragon was at his weakest when the mind had just opened, and coincidentally, he was flying outside when he was hit by an arrow and landed in front of Sophia.
Hillman had just opened his mind, and Sophia was the first human he had ever seen. At the age of five, Sophia was soft and delicate, with light-colored eyes that were crystal clear, and he instantly fell in love with the elf-like girl.
It wasn't until eight years later, two years ago, that he was finally able to take human form. And the first thing he did when he took human form was to go and look for the girl of his dreams.
The dragons have always loved their own people, and Di Suo was no exception. Remembering Bai Lixin's words, he called Hillman aside and asked, "Have you ever thought of destroying the Saron Empire?"
Hillman was stunned by Di Suo's question. He looked down and thought about it, and shook his head gently, "No. But Lord Di Suo, aren't the Saron Empire and the Stress Mountain clan your enemies? Why are you willing to be a lapdog for them? "
In Hillman's view, the powerful black dragon should soar in the sky with dignity, not be a hound prostrate at the feet of his enemies. Although Bai Lixin claimed that Di Suo was his closest person, he didn't believe a single punctuation mark of that hypocrite's words!
How could a centuries-old hatred be dissolved just by saying that it could be dissolved?
When Di Suo saw Hillman, who was outraged, he smiled, "I don't even feel anything. What are you outraged about?"
Hillman frowned, "Lord Di Suo, if I were you, I would have eaten Alexander the moment the seal was lifted. Do you know what is written about you in the official history of the dragons? "
Di Suo sat down casually on a stone bench at the pavilion and looked at him with his head on his hand, saying, "Come on, tell me, what do the dragons say about me?"
Hillman saw Di Suo's indifferent attitude and his anger poured out. He looked down at the black dragon who had no dignity and said coldly, "Lord Di Suo, it is written in history that it was because you listened to the sinister human that the dragons' lair was exposed and that our dragon clan not only almost lost two young dragons, but also had to move elsewhere. You are a sinner in the history of the dragons, Lord Di Suo. "
Di Suo sneered, "The history says I am a sinner of the dragons."
The official history was one of the most valuable books about the dragons, and although the dragons were powerful, they were few in number, and any of them would have made the record.
And now he, the abominable black dragon, is defined in dragon history as a "sinner of the dragon race".
That was not what the Dragon King had said when he set out to save the two young dragons hundreds of years ago, when he held his hand and cried out for him to save his children, saying that he was a hero of the Dragon Clan.
A slight chill rose in Di Suo's heart; it didn't hurt to be hurt by the enemy; what hurt was being forcefully stabbed in the back by one of his own.
What about the two young dragons I saved? Where are they now? Are they all right? " Di Suo asked calmly, suppressing his anger.
Hillman replied, "The two young dragons are both royal sons and are now kept in the Dragon Hall. All is well."
Di Suo asked, "And the Dragon King? Is everything okay too? "
Hillman nodded, "He too is well and in good health."
Di Suo nodded in satisfaction, relieved to know that they were all well.
If they weren't, how could he go back and give them a good beating?
Di Suo spat coldly in his heart as he looked up at the sky.
It seemed as if there was no place for him in all the world.
The dragons had abandoned him, and the humans were trying to kill him all the time.
God, do you want to kill me so badly?
The more you want to kill me, the more I will live.
When he has completed Ansel's contract and had his soul, he will raze the land inhabited by humans to the ground. Then he'll go straight back to the dragons and turn the world upside down!
You say I am a "sinner"?
Then the name "sinner" must be made true in order to be worthy of history.
A wicked smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he said, "Hillman, since all humans are evil, you should listen to the Dragon King and hide in the Dragon realm, find a dragon and live a good life."
Hillman hurriedly shook his head, "No, Sophia is special."
Sophia, again with this Sophia.
Just a milky yellow haired girl, what was so beautiful about her that could attract so many people?
The thought of Ansel's unsuspecting smile made Di Suo sulk, and he was actually more depressed than when he had just learned of the Dragon King's betrayal.
He shook off the strange stirring and anger and then looked at the silver-haired youth standing straight beside him and said, with a grin, "Come, let's fight again. Let me see if you've grown."
Hillman: "..."
Do you really a good idea to start a fight at the drop of a hat, Lord Di Suo?
...
Bai Lixin and Sophia walked shoulder to shoulder down the wooded path. Sophia cocked her head and looked at the well-manicured flowers and plants in the garden not far away, a look of envy in her eyes.
"Speaking of last time, Princess Sophia, where did I end?" Bai Lixin glanced at Sophia and said without moving.
"You mentioned the puppet doll ripping off its little legs and twisting its arms to be free." Sophia's voice trembled slightly, a gleam in her eyes, "What happened after that, Your Majesty?"
Bai Lixin pondered for a moment and said, "After that, it pushed open the door to its room and escaped. But her arms and legs were broken, so how could she escape her master's pursuit? Just as the master was about to catch up with her, a noble man appeared. He was an old man in a wheelchair."
"The old man had secretly hidden the doll behind him and escaped its master's pursuit. Not only that, but the old man was a carpenter who fitted the doll with stronger calves and arms, strong enough for her to walk alone. The puppet sobbed at the sight of her second life. She thanked the old man and set off on her journey alone, and from then on, the puppet doll travelled the length and breadth of the country, no longer under anyone's control. "
"Everywhere she went, she thought of the old man and the miserable days when she was still a puppet. While she was grateful for the old man's help, she was also glad she had made the decision in the first place. " Bai Lixin paused and looked at Sophia with soft watery eyes. "If one wants something, one has to give something, to die before one can live. Don't you think so, Sophia?"
With a firm gaze, Sophia nodded, "You are right, Your Majesty."
As they spoke, they had reached the end of the wooded pathway, which ended in a deserted square.
Sofia looked at Bai Lixin, thinking about the dream that had been haunting her and about the story he had told her about.
She felt more and more that Bai Lixin was the old man in the story, and that she was the puppet doll.
She had two brothers and two sisters above her, and two sisters below her. As the middle one, she had not been loved by her father since she was a child, and this time, when she found out she was marrying Ansel, her loving nurse sighed countless times, saying that Ansel was cruel and violent.
That's why she was so cautious and fearful when they first met.
But Ansel was not only gentle, but his words were also full of wisdom. He hadn't made it clear, but she had always felt he was alluding to her when he told the story.
When she thought of her father's ruthlessness in her dream and the pain that Hillman had brought to her in her dream, Sophia shuddered.
Such a country must be left.
She must not allow her dream to come true!
Seeing Sophia, who was lost in her own thoughts, Bai Lixin did not wake her up, but stood by her side.
It was a long time before Sophia broke free from her own fears and looked at him with a bemused expression, "What should I do if I want to be free of my puppet fate?"
Having already trusted Ansel completely, she could not help but spill out the thoughts in her mind.
Bai Lixin smiled and rubbed Sophia's head as he said, "The eagle must have strong arms if it wants to soar in the sky, and the camel must have extraordinary stamina if it wants to cross the desert. From now on, if you want to break the chains, you must not only strengthen your body, but also your mind. "
Sophia nodded with seeming understanding. "So what should I do now?"
After looking up and down at the smartly dressed Sophia, Bai Lixin looked around the small square and smiled, "I see you are dressed for the day. Be a good girl and run twenty laps around the square first."
Sofia: "... Why?"
Bai Lixin raised his eyebrows and said, "Naturally, it is to strengthen the body. What, is the princess timid? "
Sofia thought of that dream and said, with a grit of her teeth, "No fear, twenty laps is nothing, another twenty laps is no problem!" With that, she rolled up her sleeves and ran around the square.
Bai Lixin looked at Sophia, who was seriously running laps, and smiled in his heart.
In the original ending, although Sophia was united with the Silver Dragon, Sophia did not have a good life as the Silver Dragon had just reached adulthood and was still unable to suppress his constant desires.
She gave birth to one child a year, and in just nine years she gave birth to nine children for the Silver Dragon.5
After that, Sophia remained married, had children, and seemed happy. But she felt trapped in the castle by love and family all her life and didn't leave it until her death.
To Bai Lixin, this was not happiness at all, but captivity.
When Sophia became the instrument of childbirth, she had to become gentle and kind and think of others, but who really thought of her?
Although the Silver Dragon loved Sophia, he could not control his own desires, and he did not have the sound mind to truly understand her.
Bai Lixin licked his tongue and looked towards Sophia, who was already breathing heavily. He was now about to turn a delicate flower into an iron-blooded rose.
Arc 3.12 [Chapter 47]
Sophia started out panting for the first few laps, then got more and more energetic as she ran.
She unbuttoned her sleeves and pulled them right up to her elbows, and her originally very ladylike running style slowly turned into a 100-meter sprint posture as time passed.
In less than an hour, Sophia had completed twenty laps and came to Bai Lixin with a slight gasp.
He looked at her stained bangs and smiled, "Feeling tired?"
Sofia took two deep breaths and her cheeks were slightly red, but she was not tired to the point of exhaustion.
She twisted her arms and said, "Yes, but not so tired."
This answer made Bai Lixin smile and say, "Let's try this."
He said, and went to a marble pillar that was used as a decoration around the square, "Clench your fist and punch hard at it. Don't be afraid to get hurt by it."
Sophia followed Bai Lixin to this marble pillar and began to tremble inside.
This wasn't just any spongy fabric, this was solid marble! If she really smashed her fist on it, it would be like hitting a stone with an egg, and it would definitely be her hand that would be injured.
Seeing Sophia's hesitant expression, Bai Lixin casually stepped in front of the pillar, clenched his hand into a fist, and hammered it hard. There was a "crack" sound, and the marble pillar snapped into two pieces, and the top half fell to the ground with a loud "bang." sound.
When he was done, he shook off his wrist and looked at Sophia. "So, are you still afraid?"
Sofia's jaw dropped, and she looked at Bai Lixin and stammered, "What is this weird...power of yours?"
Bai Lixin laughed and pulled Sophia over to the second pillar, Defeat the fear in your heart. Do it without reservation and with all your might. "
Sofia stared at the pillar, and glanced at Bai Lixin's expectant eyes, rolling her sleeves up again.
He nodded, "Good, good, keep going."
Sophia gritted her teeth and took a step forward, clenching her hands into fists. She closed her eyes tightly and shouted, "Ha!" with a grimace. And she threw her fist forward!
Instead of the expected stinging sensation, she heard the "crack" of a stone pillar breaking. Sophia opened her eyes abruptly and saw that the stone pillar in front of her had broken in two, just like the one Bai Lixin had broken.
Her knuckles were a little numb, but it was not the sharp pain of a broken bone. Sofia rubbed the back of her slightly red hand, looked incredulously at what was in front of her, and screamed, "Did I do this?"
It was then that Bai Lixin let out a loud laugh, "If I'm a weird boy, you're a weird Loli."
Bai Lixin threw back his head and laughed heartily, and Sophia, who was more than a head shorter than him, looked up at this spontaneous youth and suddenly felt at ease with him: like the wind in the mountains, unrestrained and unfettered.
Bai Lixin laughed so heartily that Sophia was unwittingly driven to laugh along with him. She held onto the broken marble pillar and covered her stomach, laughing. The more she laughed, the more relaxed she became, and she felt so good.
When they had laughed enough, Bai Lixin said, "See, you have strong arms and two strong legs, and you can be yourself if you want to."
Sophia noticed a gentle, starburst glint in Bai Lixin's eyes as he spoke, so beautiful that she couldn't help but stare at him.
Bai Lixin smiled faintly as he pondered the words and thought to himself that this was indeed the case.
The physical strength and endurance of the dragons were so powerful and domineering. If they wanted to have intercourse with a human, the average human would often die because of the vastly different physical qualities between the two races.
Princess Sophia, on the other hand, was not only unharmed, but she gave birth to nine children for the Silver Dragon.
What is the concept of giving birth to a dragon race?
A female dragon itself would have died giving birth to a child, let alone a human giving birth to a dragon's child, but Sophia was fine.
Either Sophia was exceptionally gifted, or Sophia's physical attributes were actually very powerful.
When he first met Sophia, he had s419m scan Sophia's attributes. The result was just as he expected. Although the soul attribute was only C-rank, Sophia's physical attribute actually reached S-rank.
His own body was currently S-ranked. With such physical attributes, how could she not be able to break a mere piece of marble?
That's why he let her strike with certainty just now.
Originally, the world had made it so that Sophia's physical attributes would be able to just cater to the Silver Dragon's advances and give birth for him, but now that he was here, he had to intervene, and he was determined to unlock all of Sophia's untapped potential and bring it to 200 percent.
When her strength is fully exploited, it will be hard to say whether the Silver Dragon will fuck her to death or the other way round.3
A calculating light flashed in Bai Lixin's eyes, and he looked at Sophia with gentle eyes.
Little one, I look forward to your growth. This time, cherish it and let yourself stand in the dominant position in the relationship.
Sophia was still looking at Bai Lixin like an idol. How could she know that this perfect man was actually rotten to the core and had been calculating her from the very beginning?
Freed of her body restrictions, Sophia, who one second was as gentle as a watery picture, now knowing that she was so powerful, surprisingly began to walk around the square.
As she walked to the next marble pillar, she no longer closed her eyes in fear as she did the last time, but chose to open them to witness this moment when she smashed the pillar.
As Sophia threw her fist, the stone pillar once again fell to the ground in response. This time, she did not scream in disbelief as she had done earlier, but her eyes could not hide the gleam of excitement.
There was a tingling in the back of her hand, but the tingling was nowhere near as intense as the surge of excitement in her heart.
This was strength, her real strength!
She took a few more steps forward to the next stone pillar and was about to strike again.
But Bai Lixin coughed and interrupted her abuse, saying, "Sophia, the marble here may be strong, but it has been carefully carved by a famous master, so take it easy."
Sophia's cheeks flushed at his words, and she put her hands down behind her back in embarrassment, twisting her toes as she looked down and murmured, "Sorry, I got too excited."
...
A dragon's ears are superb, and the extraordinarily loud and unrestrained laughter of Bai Lixin and Sophia here in the small square naturally reached the two lustful dragons in unison.
When they heard the laughter, their faces turned ugly, and their fight became more intense.
The ground shook, and the whole castle trembled with the impact of the two men.
In the Temple of Sacrifice, the High Priest Christian held on to the handle of his chair to steady his swaying form, his face brightening and darkening, "What's going on? Is there an earthquake?"
How strange, there had been no signs of an earthquake when checking the heavens recently.
The guards of the Hall of Priests came and went in a hurry and hurriedly steadied themselves by kneeling at Christian's feet, saying respectfully, "Your Majesty, it is the black dragon. The black dragon is fighting with Princess Sophia's bodyguard in the arena, and the earthquake was caused by their fight. "
A spar? A personal guard who could fight a black dragon to the point of creating an earthquake?
What kind of man could fight the Black Dragon to a draw?
To be clear, the tremors they made when he fought the Black Dragon were less than this.
But he was almost four hundred years old now, and his divine power was perfect, so how could he not be compared to a small guard?
Suddenly, a thought flashed through Christine's mind... a dragon!
The guard was a dragon!
Christian suppressed his suddenly excited beating heart and a light of excitement burst from his eyes, "Come, let's go and see."
With that, he got up, grabbed his priest's staff, and hurried off to the fighting arena.
After nearly two hours of fighting, Hillman finally lost the battle.
Just as he was about to lose, Hillman's nerves tightened and he suddenly felt someone staring at him. As he wandered off, Di Suo seized the opportunity and sent him flying with a kick.
Hillman crashed through several marble columns before slowly crawling out of the pile, patting the lime dust from his body and frowning at the source of the burning gaze.
The frown on Hillman's face tightened as he saw an unbelievably handsome blond man looking at him with a fierce heat in his eyes that even a fool could see.
As soon as Christian entered the square, he caught a glimpse of Hillman with his short silver hair and silver watery eyes.
Silver hair! Silver eyes! Silver Dragon! That had to be it!
This was the silver dragon that Alexander had been talking about! It had to be him!
Christian stared at Hillman's young, athletic body, imagining the incomparably fresh and tantalising blood when it was sliced open, and his whole body shuddering with excitement, the light in his eyes growing hotter and hotter.
He was now looking at Hillman as if he were watching a gourmet feast.
Hillman was slightly irritated by Christian's strange gaze, and now that the fight was over, he felt a little exhausted and drowsy.
He patted the dust off his body and walked over to Di Suo, saying, "Lord Di Suo, I'm afraid I'll have to use your land again this time."
Di Suo nodded, "I see. Let's go."
With that, the two of them headed out. Christian was standing at the entrance to the arena, so the two naturally had to meet him.
Di Syo didn't pay any attention to Christian. If it were a normal day, Christian would have been furious, but he was now so focused on Hillman that he didn't care about anything else.
Feeling the increasingly fiery gaze, Hillman's eyebrows were frowned. He glanced at the beautiful blond man with disgust, then stopped in front of him and said coldly, "Sir, even if you like me, please behave yourself. I have my heart set on someone else, and besides, I don't like men. "+
"..."
Christian's gaze faltered and a disgusted look appeared on his face.