Chapter 68: Good (/ /o/ω/o/ /)/
When he woke up, the three women were gone. Only his Beautiful Sect Master sat beside the bed, watching over him.
He sat up, the blanket slipping down to his waist, revealing his toned upper body.
“Master, how long have I been asleep?”
She gently combed his messy hair.
“Two days and two nights, since they started… treating you. How are you feeling, Zhen’er?”
He focused on his dantian, finding the three Extreme Flames had reached a delicate balance. Although they still clashed occasionally, it no longer affected him significantly. And the energy generated by their conflict was being absorbed into his Mystic Power, passively increasing his cultivation.
This was also foreshadowing, related to the top-ranked Extreme Flame.
The number one Extreme Flame, known as Extreme Flame: Wuji, was formed by the collision of all 107 Extreme Flames, its energy immense.
It was volatile and untamable, possessing the power of all Extreme Flames!
Even he had only been able to summon it briefly during the final battle. After the battle, this powerful and mysterious flame had disappeared.
The Emperor Flame Technique was actually a method of controlling Extreme Flame: Wuji, though it was incomplete. He had to comprehend its true meaning himself.
— He now truly understood the power of Extreme Flames.
“I feel… strong.” He clenched his fist, Mystic Power gathering in his palm, making it glow like a miniature sun, its heat intense. “I think I can kill a Mystic Scholar of the same realm with a single punch.”
She chuckled.
“Reaching the Mystic Master realm… you’ve finally entered the true path of cultivation. The Emperor Flame Technique’s true power will gradually reveal itself… Your goal, Zhen’er, isn’t to defeat those of the same realm, but those a realm above you.”
“I understand, Master.” He said seriously. “I won’t disappoint you. And I won’t waste my talent and opportunities. I’ll become stronger!”
She looked at him, her gaze filled with love and pride.
“I believe in you.”
…
After a moment of tenderness, she said she would teach him the Body Tempering technique after his cultivation stabilized.
The Great Crimson Skyfire itself possessed body-tempering properties. Not using it to temper his body would be a waste.
He was excited.
He had unknowingly reached the entry-level of Body Tempering, “Blood Qi Radiance,” several months ago. His physique was far stronger than his peers’, giving him a significant advantage in battle.
The Great Crimson Skyfire actually contained the inheritance of that female Martial God’s Body Tempering technique, but it was currently dormant, waiting to be activated when his Body Tempering reached a bottleneck.
…
After getting dressed, he activated his Star Shifting Fire Seal, leaving the Fire Refining Starry Sky, appearing in the Serpent Queen’s bedchamber.
It was empty. He checked the time. It was still early, so he headed for the study.
…
Along the way, he summoned the system interface, claiming his rewards.
With the desert arc completed, besides the usual Special Trump Card, he also received a reward for completing this stage of the plot:
100 million Crystal Coins, a Tier 1 Blood Essence of his choice, a Tier 1 Beast Core of his choice, and the Mystic Blood Scripture.
These were all for Body Tempering.
He stored the money and the materials.
As for the Mystic Blood Scripture, it was actually just a set of techniques for utilizing Blood Qi, similar to the Mystic Body Technique and the Mystic Soul Scripture. The Mystic Body Technique had taught him how to circulate his Mystic Power, and the Mystic Soul Scripture how to control his Spiritual Power. They were all easily learned.
He clicked “learn,” and the relevant knowledge appeared in his mind, basic but sufficient for a beginner like him.
As for the Special Trump Card… he wasn’t sure he wanted it.
[Special Trump Card: Three Holes, One Dragon. Upon activation, Host’s next attack will create three holes in the target, dealing significant damage.]
Apart from its name, the card’s description seemed normal. However, there was a small line of text below it, almost too small to see:
[Note: If the target is of the opposite sex, this attack will also… open three holes… in a… physiological sense. To avoid being labeled a pervert and damaging your reputation, please use with caution.]
“…”
— Who the hell would use this?!
— It’s completely useless!
He shoved the card to the bottom of his system inventory, pretending he had never received it.
…
Arriving at the study, as expected, he found the Serpent Queen reviewing memorials, Ye Mei reporting on the post-war situation.
He was about to wait outside when she noticed him, her voice calm.
“Don’t just stand there. Come in.”
He entered, giving her a shy smile.
She blushed, remembering Ye Mei’s presence, quickly composing herself.
Ye Mei’s expression was complex. This was the man she had set her sights on, yet he had become the Serpent Queen’s… toy. Sigh…
She glanced at him, her gaze filled with a hint of resentment, but she didn’t say anything, excusing herself discreetly.
After she left, the Serpent Queen dismissed her attendants.
“How are you feeling?”
“I’ve fully recovered.”
He scratched his cheek, embarrassed.
Initially, he had been in his berserker state, acting without restraint. But after three rounds, his rationality had returned. However, to fulfill the script’s requirements, he had still forced her to… do things, taking her virginity. It had been… excessive.
It wouldn’t be surprising if she was angry.
“Thank you.”
“I don’t want to hear those words…” Her expression darkened. “And just words aren’t enough. It’s… insincere.”
He felt even more embarrassed. He walked towards her, his gaze meeting hers, his expression serious.
She instinctively leaned back against her chair, her voice slightly apprehensive.
“W-what are you doing? This is the study!”
He took a deep breath, cupping her face, his lips finding hers.
Her eyes widened, then fluttered closed, her arms wrapping around his neck as she responded to his kiss, their tongues entwining.
…
They parted, their faces flushed, their gazes locked, their eyes filled with affection.
“Don’t… we’re in the study…”
She couldn’t meet his gaze, but her hands still held him close.
He said, his voice filled with sincerity, “When I’m strong enough… I’ll return to the Water City, formally propose, and take you home.”
Her heart skipped a beat. She remembered him saying those same words to her in their past life.
Back then, her hatred for him had been greater than her love. She had even wanted to kill him. Hearing his proposal, she had simply scoffed, not taking him seriously, turning away without a word.
Now, hearing those words again, her feelings were completely different.
She could sense his sincerity, his genuine affection.
She wanted to say something, but the words caught in her throat. She could only nod, her face flushed.
“Okay.”
/(//o/ω/o//)/
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