“Mmm…” Zhuang Zhixuan let out a soft murmur from her lips.
Then, like a child who had not yet woken from sleep, she let out a series of hums, hugged Suo Lun even tighter, and wrapped all four of her limbs around him.
He had not expected that this tomboy of a woman could have such a sweet, naive side to her.
As she spread her legs to wrap around Suo Lun, she suddenly felt a burning pain and immediately winced, waking up with a jolt.
Opening her beautiful eyes, the first thing she saw was Suo Lun.
Her eyes turned ice-cold in an instant, and she raised her palm to strike Suo Lun dead.
Zhiya did not move; she simply watched her.
Very quickly, Zhuang Zhixuan recalled the unbearable scenes from a few days prior.
Immediately, she wished she could die of shame. Suo Lun had been unconscious at the time; everything had been her own initiative.
Recalling the scenes from back then, she had been completely unlike a human being, more like a ** female beast, without any face or reason left.
Immediately, she flexed her waist and sprang to her feet.
Another tearing pain came. She had truly been too unrestrained and had already injured her own body.
But she forcibly endured it.
She gave Suo Lun a complicated look, then turned to walk straight down.
“Wait…” Suo Lun said.
Then, he too struggled to his feet, desperately supporting his lower back.
Now, he finally knew what it felt like for one’s lower back to be on the verge of snapping.
Zhiya stepped forward and gently supported him, her jade-like hand lightly massaging his lower back. A warm energy entered, dissolving the soreness in his waist.
Suo Lun looked at Zhiya’s snow-white, jade-like body; it was truly incomparably exquisite, as if the heavens had carved a work of art from a single piece of flawless white jade.
The traces of crimson on her legs not only failed to ruin this beauty but instead added endless allure.
Seeing Suo Lun’s gaze, Zhiya felt a wave of bashfulness. She gently pressed her delicate body against Suo Lun, lest she be completely exposed to his view.
Then, she gently nestled into his embrace, her jade hand continuing to knead his lower back.
“What is it?” Zhuang Zhixuan asked coldly.
Suo Lun said, “The demoness Wanyuan may still be outside. If you go out alone, you will alert the enemy.”
Zhuang Zhixuan fell silent for a moment, then stood where she was.
“I am sorry.” Zhiya, nestled in his arms, suddenly spoke softly.
Suo Lun naturally knew what she was apologising for. He said nothing, merely caressing her jade-like back.
“Husband, your ambush by Wanyuan has nothing to do with Huai Bingyi,” Zhiya said.
Suo Lun instantly understood the meaning behind Zhiya’s words. She was not making excuses for Huai Bingyi but rather describing the man to Suo Lun, lest Suo Lun underestimate him.
Suo Lun nodded. “When Wanyuan threw me into the Pagoda, I knew this had nothing to do with Huai Bingyi.”
His words were unclear and vague, but Zhiya understood in an instant.
The Demon Continent Princess Wanyuan had ambushed Suo Lun and brought him thousands of li to this Pagoda Island. It was not for any Dragon Seal Holy Relic at all.
Although the Dragon Seal Holy Relic was exceedingly precious, to someone of the Demon Continent Princess’s standing, it was merely that.
Just like Jiang Xue, who had gone through countless hardships to enter the temple of the Blood Shore Lost City, only to obtain a single sword. Later, when he learned that the Dragon Seal Holy Relic (Dragon Flame Crystal) of the Blood Shore Lost City had fallen into Suo Lun’s hands, he had borrowed it to take a look. But he had returned it to Suo Lun without the slightest hesitation.
These people stood at the very peak of the power pyramid in this world. The Dragon Seal Holy Relic might be a peerless treasure to others, but to them, it was not that important.
This was not to say that the Dragon Seal Holy Relic itself was not precious; without question, it remained incomparably precious.
But whether it was Jiang Xue or the Demon Continent Princess Wanyuan, they held supreme power in their hands and were not so fervently devoted to the pursuit of martial strength.
The demoness Wanyuan had not killed Suo Lun and had brought him thousands of li to the Pagoda to use him as bait to eliminate Zhiya.
By extension, Huai Bingyi’s status was even higher than Wanyuan’s, roughly on par with Ji Xiuning. So his appearance was certainly not for something trivial like killing Suo Lun, but for some other great matter, a matter of heaven-shaking importance.
Almost instantly, Suo Lun thought of Huai Bingyi’s purpose.
To search for the Demon’s Tear, and ultimately to find the master of the Demon Star — this was his mission as he walked the world.
“Let us go out. With the two of us gone, the situation in the Nulang Kingdom must already be extremely dire,” Suo Lun said.
“Alright.” Zhiya nodded.
Then, she stood in front, shielding Suo Lun behind her, gripping the Dragon Gold Sword, and walked step by step down the stairs of the Great Pagoda.
By now, the energy array within the Great Pagoda had completely vanished, and the dragon power in her body had fully recovered.
Suo Lun followed behind her. Watching Zhiya walk down the stairs, the curve of her waist and hips was incomparably beautiful, and his gaze could not help but focus.
As if sensing his gaze, Zhiya turned around and gave him a coquettish, reproachful look.
She had truly changed completely, transformed into a creature of inner allure.
As for Zhuang Zhixuan, she still wore an icy, solemn expression, following far behind, gazing at Suo Lun’s back with an incomparably complicated look in her eyes.
…
And so, the three of them walked from the ninety-ninth floor all the way to the great hall on the first floor of the Pagoda.
Here, the ground was covered in white bones and corpses.
The great doors of the Pagoda were still wide open. Previously, one could never walk out, because as soon as one reached the doorway, it was as if an invisible energy wall would bounce one back.
At that time, Zhiya had tried countless times and could not get out.
Now, there was not a single person outside the door. It was unknown whether the demoness Wanyuan was still on the island.
Zhiya held Suo Lun’s hand, took a deep breath, and then walked straight towards the doors of the Great Pagoda.
Just like that, silently and without any obstruction, they walked out of the Great Pagoda.
Zhiya and Suo Lun were startled, then broke into smiles of joy. They had gotten out of the Pagoda so easily.
Ahead was the castle built by the Demon Continent to guard this Great Pagoda, but there was not a single person in sight.
Wanyuan had successfully murdered Zhiya, watched with her own eyes as she became a relief sculpture. Then she had waited outside for a few more days, confirming that those who entered could never come out and had thoroughly died, before leading her people away by ship from Pagoda Island.
Zhiya still walked ahead with sword in hand, leading Suo Lun and Zhuang Zhixuan into the Demon Continent’s castle.
It was night, and the Demon Continent warriors inside the castle were asleep.
Zhiya closed her beautiful eyes, released her mental power to sense, then said in a low voice, “A total of seventeen Demon Continent留守 warriors, all asleep. Husband, wait a moment.”
Suo Lun looked at her completely naked body, and there were men among the Demon Continent warriors inside. He opened his mouth to speak but stopped.
Zhiya said coquettishly, “Rest assured, even if there are male and female warriors inside, they will die in their sleep. They will not see my body. I will not let you suffer a loss.”
Then, Zhiya’s delicate body flashed lightly and vanished from Suo Lun’s sight.
In less than three minutes, she came out. She still wore no clothes, and not a single drop of blood stained the Dragon Gold Sword in her hand.
But the seventeen Demon Continent留守 warriors inside had all died cleanly.
“Come in quickly. There is food inside, clean water, and clothes,” Zhiya said.
The three of them entered the castle, first taking a comfortable bath and changing into clean, beautiful clothes.
Then they feasted heartily upon a table full of delicacies.
Suo Lun saw that Zhiya was actually wearing the Demon Continent Princess Wanyuan’s dress, a purple, form-fitting long gown.
This was the attire the demoness Wanyuan wore to play the part of a noble, cold, and glamorous princess. Now, worn on Zhiya’s body, it was truly kingdom-toppling, soul-snatching, and incomparably noble and cold.
This nobility and cold glamour made it almost impossible for Suo Lun to keep his eyes open.
Previously, Zhiya had worn only one kind of clothing: simple white dresses, without any ornamentation.
Yet now, she had chosen such a cold, glamorous, and ornate gown.
As for Zhuang Zhixuan, she still chose python-skin warrior attire.
She ignored others, and others ignored her.
Zhiya had not spoken a single word to her from beginning to end.
After eating, Zhiya said, “Let us go to the docks and see if there are any ships.”
Then she directly led Suo Lun out of the castle, along the winding mountain stone road towards the seaside docks, while Zhuang Zhixuan remained in the castle.
When they reached the seaside docks, they were completely empty. Not a single ship was in sight, only the sound of waves sweeping across the sand.
“Husband, what shall we do?” Zhiya asked.
This Pagoda Island had only appeared in the world nine years ago. Apart from the Demon Continent, no one in the entire world knew of its existence.
So, apart from Demon Continent ships, no ship would pass by here.
This Pagoda Island was thousands of li from the mainland. Without a seagoing vessel, no matter how high Zhiya’s martial arts were, she could not return to the mainland.
And the next ship to pass by Pagoda Island — who knew when that would be? By that time, Zhili would have long ascended the throne, and the Suo clan would already be destroyed.
“Rest assured, a ship will come,” Suo Lun said. “If nothing unexpected happens, a ship will arrive within three days.”
Zhiya was astonished.
“Let us go back,” Suo Lun said.
Zhiya said, “I will stay here. In case a ship comes, we will not miss it.”
Suo Lun said, “Rest assured, we will not miss it. The people on the ship will go to the castle of their own accord.”
Then Suo Lun and Zhiya walked another few dozen li of winding mountain stone road back to the castle.
…
There were many rooms in the castle. Zhuang Zhixuan had already chosen one and gone to sleep.
Suo Lun also chose one, and Zhiya chose one as well.
Lying in **, Suo Lun still kept his eyes wide open, unable to sleep.
Suddenly, he sensed a faint fragrance in the air, and then a smooth, soft, jade-like body climbed onto the bed and snuggled into his embrace.
It was Zhiya, wearing a thin silk nightgown.
“Husband, at the time we were both not in our right minds. I did not get to savour the taste. I want to savour it again…” Zhiya said coquettishly.
Then her jade-like arms wrapped around Suo Lun’s neck like snakes, and her fragrant little mouth kissed him.
Suo Lun was startled, then felt a soft, tender sweetness in his mouth.
He truly did not know how the bodies of Zhiya and Liren were grown. Not only did their bodies naturally carry an enchanting fragrance, but even the saliva in their little mouths carried its own sweetness.
Zhiya kissed Suo Lun deeply with infatuated纠缠, their pink tongues intertwining.
Then she gently turned over and sat astride Suo Lun, and with a trembling moan, she let Suo Lun enter her body.
Everything was actually her own initiative.
…
He did not know how much time had passed before the storm finally subsided.
Zhiya nestled in Suo Lun’s embrace, panting, and said in a trembling voice, “Before, I was without desire or demand. But now… it is as if there is a fire in my body, constantly burning.”
Suo Lun’s waist truly felt as if it would break; it was incomparably sore.
“I am sorry, husband. I know your body cannot endure it anymore. I should not do that again, but I simply cannot help it…” Zhiya said, then bent down her delicate body and kissed Suo Lun’s lower back.
Then, as if making up for it, she said, “Turn over. I will massage you.”
Suo Lun turned over and lay face down on the **.
Zhiya sat on his back, using her jade-like hand to lightly press his lower back. Waves of warm energy drilled into his waist acupoints, alleviating the unbearable soreness.
Alas! This Fallen Dream of the Divine Dragon, this bizarre Dragon Seal Holy Relic, had turned Zhiya, once a fine celestial maiden, into a demoness!
After massaging for a quarter of an hour, Zhiya turned over and lay on Suo Lun’s back, whispering in his ear, “Husband, this Fallen Dream of the Divine Dragon possesses very strong mental power, causing my mental cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds.”
Zhiya’s mental cultivation was already very high. Now that it was advancing by leaps and bounds, Suo Lun truly did not know to what heights it had reached.
“Was it also a mental technique when you previously immobilised all those Demon Continent ghost shadow experts?” Suo Lun asked.
“Mmm,” Zhiya said. “One must find the enemy’s inherent mental frequency, then instantly release a mental attack. This can overwhelm their brain domain and cause their body to solidify. Moreover, this mental technique can achieve the effect of moving great weights with little force. I will teach it to you over these two days.”
“Alright,” Suo Lun said.
Then the two of them embraced and talked, and before they knew it, they gradually fell asleep.
…
In the time that followed.
Zhuang Zhixuan kept herself shut in her room and did not come out, while Zhiya taught Suo Lun the Mental Body-Freezing Technique.
After learning it, Suo Lun discovered just how monstrous this Mental Body-Freezing Technique was.
Suo Lun’s mental cultivation was not low either, and he was capable of releasing mental attacks. However, the mental attacks he released were sharp and direct, requiring a great expenditure of mental energy.
This Mental Body-Freezing Technique, on the other hand, was entirely about moving great weights with little force, similar in principle to mental resonance.
As long as one released a small amount of mental power, it could trigger a resonance within the enemy’s mental power, amplifying the attack and instantly paralysing the brain domain temporarily. And once the brain lost control, the entire body would immediately go limp, completely immobilised.
The principle sounded simple, but in reality it was incomparably complex.
The data on mental energy frequencies and wavelengths that needed to be memorised numbered in the thousands or tens of thousands.
But Suo Lun’s transformed brain was completely heaven-defying. With a mental talent exceeding nine, he had a photographic memory.
In the end, even Zhiya was completely tongue-tied at how fast Suo Lun’s learning progress was.
In just two days, he had completed the theoretical study of the Mental Body-Freezing Technique. At the time, even though Zhiya was considered a super genius, it had taken her a full ten days.
Of course, it was not all pleasant; there were painful things as well.
At noon on the second day, as they were studying, Zhiya’s beautiful eyes turned watery. She then pulled Suo Lun into the room, her face flushed, and said she wanted him again.
On the third day, in the bathing pool, she quietly pressed up against him and whispered in his ear that she wanted him again.
And so Suo Lun suffered yet enjoyed; his waist pain never got better.
And with Suo Lun’s irrigation, Princess Zhiya grew more and more beautiful, truly to the point where one could scarcely keep one’s eyes open.
This Fallen Dream of the Divine Dragon was going to be the death of someone!
…
On the third day!
A large ship appeared at the coastal docks of Pagoda Island.
Suo Lun had told Zhiya that a ship would definitely appear within three days. As expected, the ship appeared.
Finally, it was time to leave Pagoda Island!