‘Why would Jiang Huai be with the Red Dragon Clan? Before I left, I clearly—’ Qin Qingyue suddenly stopped her train of thought, her heart filling with guilt.
Before she left, she had clearly given him the Space Treasure of the Nine Heavens Palace. No matter how one looked at it, he should have continued living in Longyin Hall, right? Wasn’t the Nine Heavens Palace better than this place?
Moreover, this was the White Dragon Secret Realm. Since White Dew had a daughter, she certainly wouldn’t treat Jiang Huai poorly and naturally wouldn’t let the Black Dragon Clan take the Space Treasure away again. She had just observed that the place where the Black Dragon Clan lived was not much of a palace at all.
‘Senior, you will know once you go and see,’ Qin Xuange said indignantly from the Spirit Platform. ‘Senior Qin, you cannot always indulge Jiang Huai. As a man, how can he be… so casual?’
Thinking about it now, she found it ridiculous. He had brought her to visit the Chihong Clan Leader time and again, even going as far as to sneak in secretly—and all for the sake of Dual Cultivation?
Didn’t Senior Qin Qingyue leave him enough women? Weren’t there women everywhere in the Nine Heavens Palace? How could he be like this!
“Hmm?” Qin Qingyue’s elegant brows furrowed slightly, her curiosity growing. When they descended upon the Red Dragon Clan’s territory, she took human form and landed steadily, moving as if on level ground.
She found herself becoming increasingly proficient at controlling Qin Xuange’s body. It was almost like her own self at the Nascent Soul Stage; every inch felt exactly right, and even the bust size was identical.
“Where is he now?” Qin Qingyue walked straight into the Red Dragon Clan’s territory with steady steps.
‘Senior, should we announce ourselves?’ Qin Xuange asked cautiously.
Although she knew the other’s strength was enough to force her way into the Red Dragon Clan without issue, Qin Qingyue was currently controlling her body. Wouldn’t that be holding the senior back?
In the next moment, Qin Xuange fell silent. A surging Divine Sense, as vast as the sea, erupted from the Spirit Platform, spreading out in all directions to cover everything.
Qin Qingyue’s expression remained calm as she stepped inside. “Just tell me where he is. Unless someone at the Great Ascension Stage comes, they will not be able to detect me.” Even though her Divine Sense was not at its peak while possessing this body, dealing with guards and patrols at the Nascent Soul or Divine Transformation levels was simply too easy.
Qin Xuange lightly clutched her chest and reported the location of the Quiet Room to Qin Qingyue based on her memory.
***
Inside the Quiet Room, Jiang Huai sat cross-legged, beginning to digest the massive Yin Yuan brought by Chi Hong, attempting to use the three Yin Yuan marks to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage.
Within the Small World, the crimson mark transformed into a red dragon wreathed in flames, soaring freely. It brought patches of rosy mist and volcanic eruptions, and the sun grew increasingly vibrant.
Jiang Huai was immersed in it, quietly observing and seeking an opportunity to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage.
Beside him, Chi Hong sat in meditation close to Jiang Huai. Her curvaceous, full figure was wrapped only in a layer of thin red gauze, and the Dragon Horns on her head radiated a brilliant red light. Chihuang leaned her face on her hand nearby; through the thin gauze, she could see her Honored Master’s fragrant sweat flowing between the valleys and peaks of her body.
“Jade Fluid Qi Refining, Chaos Dao Platform… are they really that powerful?” she murmured to herself as she watched her Honored Master and Jiang Huai.
Chihuang was also wrapped in a layer of light red gauze. Looking down at herself, she could not help but lightly punch her own leg, secretly gritting her teeth.
How had she lost her mind and let Jiang Huai’s Dragon Tail entwine her? Even though it was still a part of him, it certainly was not as good as that place.
Did she have to wait until next time? In truth, she was also somewhat envious of Jiang Huai’s traits like the Jade Fluid Qi Refining. If she obtained them, even if her Innate Talent did not improve by much, her combat power would at least increase significantly.
If that happened, perhaps her strength would surpass Qin Xuange’s, giving her more confidence when they faced off in the future.
Thinking of this, Chihuang could not help but pinch her own Dragon Tail. Why had she settled for the Dragon Tail?
The pain made her feel a bit ashamed. Was she being too greedy?
Perhaps whether they were human or dragon, everyone was the same. Before she had obtained Jiang Huai, she thought that if she could marry into his family along with her Honored Master, it would be a gain, and her goal would be fully achieved.
But now, she could not stop herself from thinking that if her Honored Master had gotten off Jiang Huai and she had sat on him instead, it might have been better.
As Chihuang thumped her thigh, she was lost in these messy thoughts until the sound of light footsteps reached her ears.
She rose slowly, a cold smile playing on the corners of her mouth. She did not bother putting on clothes, remaining wrapped only in the light gauze. Her plump, rounded figure swayed slightly with her steps, her mountains rippling like waves, and her curvaceous, full buttocks were hardly concealed by the thin fabric.
“Why are you back again? Who let you in?” Chihuang opened the door to the Quiet Room and looked unkindly at the slowly approaching Qin Xuange.
For some reason, seeing the Qin Xuange before her made Chihuang’s heart skip a beat. A sense of unease lingered, and she secretly grew wary.
“Qin Xuange” stood still at a moderate distance from the Quiet Room, scanning Chihuang’s attire. Her expression became subtle.
Her gaze shifted past the gauze-clad Chihuang to land on Jiang Huai, who was meditating behind her. Her expression softened, and a look of longing filled her eyes.
‘Senior Qin, look at her,’ Qin Xuange complained to Qin Qingyue from the Spirit Platform, her tone slightly disgusted. ‘She is supposed to be the Saintess of the Red Dragon Clan, yet she has no sense of propriety. In our Black Dragon Clan, we know to dress properly when meeting outsiders, but look at how she came out. It is simply indecent!’
Qin Xuange’s words pulled Qin Qingyue’s gaze back to Chihuang.
She looked Chihuang up and down, slowly shaking her head. “It is indeed not good,” she said faintly. “One should dress properly when meeting others.”
Chihuang felt uncomfortable under “Qin Xuange’s” gaze. She pulled the thin gauze more tightly around herself and continued to ask, “What are you talking about? This is the territory of our Red Dragon Clan. It is not right for you to enter like this, is it? Who let you in?”
“Also, there is no need to keep waiting. Jiang Huai will not be going back to the Nine Heavens Palace with you tonight. You should leave.”
Qin Qingyue looked at the woman before her and smiled faintly. She continued walking forward with large strides, her hands behind her back. Her gaze swept over the area between Chihuang’s legs. “You have Jiang Huai’s Qi on you.”
“You say he will not go back tonight? I say he will definitely go back with me tonight.”
Seeing the other party getting closer, Chihuang’s eyes grew cold. A flash of red light appeared in her hand as she gripped a long Sword. Flames licked the blade, and her red-scaled Dragon Tail lashed behind her, causing the thin gauze to flutter as if it might fall away and reveal her mature, beautiful body.
“Qin Xuange, my Honored Master is also inside. You had better not take another step. Do you really think I am afraid of you? This is our Red Dragon Clan’s territory. If we really fight, you certainly will not come out on top.”
With that, red light flashed in her hand again, and a fiery red bead appeared. It contained a massive amount of crimson flame Dragon Essence.
“Ah, I have seen that bead before.” Qin Qingyue’s beautiful face held a faint smile as she continued to approach with steady steps, ignoring Chihuang’s warning.
“You are not allowed to take another step…” Chihuang strode forward, but just as she was about to lift her Sword, her vision blurred. A Black Shadow swept past rapidly, and Chihuang’s buttocks were suddenly struck with a loud slap. Her thighs trembled from the pain, nearly giving way.
“You…”
By the time she reacted, “Qin Xuange” had already appeared behind her, lightly shaking her hand.