Chapter 17: Treating His Future Wife
They were facing each other, her sitting on his lap, her arms around his neck, her legs wrapped around his waist, their bodies pressed together.
The Serpent Queen knew this was one of his favorite positions. Whenever she indulged him like this, he would be satisfied, and she and Zi Xunyi would have an easier time, not constantly being… bedridden.
Being naked, she could clearly feel his arousal, her own body warming in response.
“Let go. I need to get up.”
She pushed against his chest, then gracefully leaped backwards, scattering the bubbles surrounding the Water Elemental Hearts, landing back in the clear waters of the Sacred Spring.
He quickly got up, walking to the edge of the pool, watching her standing in the water, her back to him. He scratched his head, feeling a bit frustrated.
“How can I extract the Extreme Flame if you’re in the water?”
Silence.
After a moment, she said softly, “Come down here.”
— Come down there?
He was startled. This was the Water City’s Sacred Spring, accessible only to the Serpent Queen and her heir. She was actually inviting him in?
If she was shy, she could just put on some clothes. It wasn’t necessary to be naked.
Theoretically, he could simply place his hand on her body and circulate the Emperor Flame Technique.
However, in their previous life, she had been naked when he treated her. And because the Crimson Flame, agitated by his Mystic Power, had rampaged through her body, he had been forced to touch her everywhere, claiming, “This is a necessary part of the treatment. Don’t mind me.” By the time he finished extracting the flame, he had practically groped her entire body.
She had then assumed that touching her all over was part of the treatment. If that were the case now, she would definitely become aroused, and if he noticed, it would be incredibly embarrassing.
Being submerged in the water would prevent that.
…
Seeing him standing there, motionless, she said impatiently, “Hurry up.”
He suppressed his doubts, following her instructions.
“Should I… take off my clothes?”
He blurted out.
She glared at him.
“What do you think?”
Uh… She was naked, so he should be too, right?
But it felt strange.
Could it be that she was planning to kill him after the treatment, so she didn’t mind him entering the Sacred Spring or seeing her naked body?
He was startled by his own suspicion, swallowing nervously.
— Damn it! No risk, no reward! I’ll just have to wing it!
He quickly undressed, down to his elephant-print boxers, then carefully entered the Sacred Spring, wading through the water, approaching her.
Her smooth, flawless back, like a polished mirror, almost reflected his image, the ripples of the water revealing her alluring curves.
He quickly averted his gaze.
“Ahem, I need to place my hand on your dantian. Should I… approach from behind, or… from the front?”
After a moment of silence, she replied, “Whatever.”
“Then… I’m starting?”
“…”
Her silence was a consent.
He took a deep breath, one hand on her slender waist, the other reaching for her lower abdomen, gently pressing against it.
She shivered slightly, a soft moan escaping her lips. She closed her eyes, regulating her breathing, trying to control her voice.
“The dantian is… a bit higher!”
Feeling the soft fuzz against his palm, he realized his mistake, quickly moving his hand upwards.
“S-sorry, I can’t see… I misplaced it.”
“Be more careful.”
“Okay~”
He had no choice but to comply. He would be taking advantage of her later anyway, when he went berserk and had his way with her. He could endure a little… disadvantage now. It was even.
…
As he circulated the Emperor Flame Technique, his Mystic Power flowed into her body, like loyal soldiers, capturing the rampaging Extreme Flame rebels, forcing them to surrender!
These sparks of the Crimson Flame, separated from the main flame, had no consciousness, just pure energy. Therefore, the Emperor Flame Technique could easily assimilate them.
If his cultivation were higher, he could absorb them all in one go. But he was only a Mystic Scholar, while these flames were at the Mystic Sovereign level. He was relying solely on the suppressive power of the Emperor Flame Technique.
Therefore, he needed her cooperation.
“Beautiful Sister, try to concentrate your Mystic Power in your dantian.”
She opened her eyes, her gaze puzzled.
“Why?”
In their previous life, she had been too weak to move, passively receiving his treatment, while he had worked tirelessly.
He explained, “The Crimson Flame follows your Mystic Power. If you gather it in your dantian, I can absorb it all at once.”
She was startled, then, enduring the burning pain, did as instructed, focusing her Mystic Power in her dantian.
As he had predicted, the Crimson Flame also gathered there, allowing him to extract it, absorbing it into his cultivation technique’s core, becoming his power.
She felt a sense of relief, the burning pain significantly reduced.
She couldn’t help but wonder, Was it really that simple? In my previous life, he touched me everywhere, claiming he had to gather the scattered flames in my dantian—ah.
She suddenly understood. She had been too weak to cooperate in her past life, forcing him to work harder, gathering the scattered flames. Now, with her cooperation, it was much easier.
— That rascal, why didn’t he explain!
Then what was the point of her being naked?
Why had she returned to the Sacred Spring, even inviting him in?
She had been overthinking it.
She felt a surge of embarrassment, then a sense of relief.
It was a good thing he didn’t touch her. At least she hadn’t revealed any… unseemly behavior.
However, he was a firm believer in following the script. He said softly, “There’s still a small amount of Crimson Flame hidden deeper within you. I need to use my other hand to extract it. There might be… more physical contact. Please bear with it.”
Her eyes widened. She had been celebrating prematurely! He still had to touch her?!
As she thought this, his other hand was already on her back, his fingers moving along her spine, reaching her neck, then sliding down her front, his palm passing through the valley between her breasts.
“One,” he counted.
She closed her eyes, biting her lip, trying to suppress the pleasure his touch brought.
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