NOVPUBBlack Crow had once said there were many ways to awaken the Dragon God, and reducing the Evil Spirit Liquid in the Dragon God’s body was one of them, and also the most difficult.
"If it’s difficult for you to state your purpose, then there’s no need to mention it." Disi saw Xia Feng’s hesitation and calmly said, "Leave now, I shall continue my slumber. If there’s nothing important, do not come in and disturb me."
"..."
Not come in? Wishful thinking! Xia Feng inwardly sneered, damn Evil Dragon, I should have never awakened you...
Thinking this, he sighed in resignation and said softly, "Alright, I can’t pretend anymore, respected Dragon God."
He looked up solemnly, his expression unusually serious, "I, in fact, am your Believer!"
"?"
The star-robed woman slowly opened her previously closed eyes. Snowy white Dragon Scales extended and curled around the corners of her bewitching yet sacred vertical pupils as she gazed at the human below the Divine Throne.
"Believer?"
It had been a long time since she had heard that word.
Could a deity such as herself still have Believers?
"Yes, Believer!"
Xia Feng’s eyes grew more fervent, fanatical even! Staring fixedly at the supreme being on the Divine Throne, he excitedly said in a clear voice, "Even if the Evil Spirit Liquid brings me endless despair and suffering, so what? If I can use my vile and dirty life to alleviate even a trivial amount of pain for the great Dragon God, what an honor that would be! What an honor!!"
"Dragon God, please bestow upon me the Evil Spirit Liquid!" Xia Feng placed a hand over his heart and bowed, "Let your faithful Believer bear this despair and suffering brought by the Evil Power!"
Disi: "..."
Not only a Believer, but a fanatical one?
The star-robed woman’s Pale vertical pupils lifted slightly, silently observing the male human, "The scent of lies, human, you’re lying."
Her vertical pupils narrowed, "Interesting, half-true, half-false, do you truly wish to bear this suffering for me?"
"..."
He really can detect a lie, huh. Xia Feng wasn’t surprised; it was quite normal for the Dragon God to see through lies.
He looked up at the Dragon God, the star-robed woman’s expression still unchanged, showing no anger at his deception.
Just gazing down calmly, she said with a detached look, "You have one more chance to explain."
"...Alright, I am very sorry, Dragon God, I did indeed deceive you."
Xia Feng said gravely, "I am truly not your Believer."
Hearing this, the star-robed woman’s Pale vertical pupils grew cold, the dim hall fell into dead silence, and the atmosphere turned icy.
Her cold gaze held no emotion, chilling to the bone, "If you don’t believe, then why awaken me, why... alleviate my suffering."
Being sealed here for tens of thousands of years, to be suddenly awakened by a human as insignificant as an ant, it was hard not to suspect there might be some conspiracy involved.
After awakening her, this human did not ask for any rewards, made no unreasonable demands.
Instead, he wanted to absorb the Evil Power from her body and bear the despairing pain of the punishment for her?
It was overly presumptuous, but still, she found it... very peculiar.
Perhaps, was this another plot by the gods?
But what kind of plot would require a mere human to bear the Evil Spirit punishment for her?
Seeing the male human below suddenly looking up as if wanting to say something but then closing his mouth in a conflicted silence,
The star-robed woman’s vertical pupils narrowed, could it indeed be the gods’ trickery? Was this human sent by the gods to harm her, but out of a kind heart, didn’t want to proceed?
"Alright, Disi, I’ll come clean, I won’t pretend anymore!" Xia Feng took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly sharp, seriously staring at the woman on the throne.
"Disi, I actually... actually..."
"You’re sent by the gods, right?"
"I actually fell in love with you at first sight!" Xia Feng’s expression was extremely serious, his tone convinced.
The star-robed woman: "?"
Xia Feng wasn’t lying. Two months ago, when he saw Evil Dragon Miss for the first time, he truly fell for the Evil Dragon Miss... her appearance!
After all, it’s the Dragon Lady~ Who doesn’t like the Dragon Lady...
First of all, let me clarify something: Xia Feng was not some creature fetishist—really, he wasn’t! He was just very curious about the function of a dragon tail for dragon-kind. He noticed that the Evil Dragon Miss always liked to wrap her tail tightly around her ankle or around her thigh. Even when she was asleep, her tail would move on its own, which was quite peculiar.
"You... what did you say?"
Empress Si was truly bewildered by this male human’s words—had the world really changed this much after she woke from her hundred-thousand-year slumber?
It must be known that a hundred thousand years ago, although humans revered and even feared the Dragon Clan, they did not think there was anything commendable about the appearance of the Dragon Clan with dragon tails and scales.
Especially tails, human beings despised any creature with tails a hundred thousand years ago, of course, except for the Dragon Clan.
"I’m saying, Empress Si, I like you! From the very first moment I saw you, I fell for you!" Xia Feng suddenly realized that he too could feel shame and embarrassment. This socially suicidal declaration could definitely not be known to a third person!
After he shouted his declaration, he continued passionately and feverishly:
"So, Empress Si, please bestow upon me the Evil Spirit Liquid!"
Xia Feng declared pompously, like a devoted dog, "Let your faithful pursuer bear the despair and agony that comes with such evil power!"
"..."
Empress Si listened silently to this male human’s passionate words, falling into silence.
Because this time, everything the human said was actually true!
Indeed, he liked her, although presumably it was in a physical sense, which Empress Si found hard to comprehend. Had the aesthetic tastes of humans now progressed to trans-species levels?
Well, let’s leave that aside for the moment.
The last two sentences, like before, were still the complete truth from the heart.
This human wanted her to bestow the Evil Spirit Liquid on him, to bear the despair and pain for her!
Could it be... there were benefits for humans in absorbing the Evil Spirit Liquid? She was doubtful, but after thoroughly searching her vast repository of knowledge, she found no benefits of the Evil Spirit Liquid.
"Are you not sent by some other deity?" she inquired with suspicion.
Xia Feng was stunned for a moment: "Of course not."
After a long silence, the woman on the throne nodded slightly, speaking indifferently, "So, you want to bear the pain for us, driven by the desires of the flesh, is that it?"
Desires of the flesh? Xia Feng thought about it; after absorbing the Evil Spirit Liquid, his body and spirit would experience a very pleasurable sensation. Well... rounding it off, it wasn’t wrong to say so.
"Yes." Xia Feng nodded.
"If that’s the case, then you should leave," Empress Si said, losing interest after understanding Xia Feng’s purpose, and waved her hand dismissively.
"If you really absorbed the Evil Spirit Liquid, even a trace, you would die, and it would be a death of extreme pain and despair; you would realize how ridiculous these impulses and desires of yours are."
"Go on, human, we have no need for your insignificant contributions."
A golden portal opened behind Xia Feng.
"???" Xia Feng’s eyes widened, struggling to keep composure—I’m being this sycophantic and you still want me to leave!!
Turning his head to look at the transport portal, Xia Feng’s eyes twitched slightly. You see, entering the Evil Dragon Space once required a piece of transport material.
Faded ink, mottled fish blood, and every gram of Infinite Stone were expensive. Every entry to the Evil Dragon Space meant burning through five hundred thousand Empire Coins.
Now, to have gained nothing and be asked to leave?
How wishful! You bottom-feeding dragon! Xia Feng thought to himself, turning his head, his dark pupils resolute:
"Empress Si, I understand that this origin of primal impulse might be indignant, but I want to say, I can prove my genuine and sincere love for you through my actions!"
The star-dress woman had already turned her back to Xia Feng, lazily lying on her side, her sheer star-dress, adorned with misty lights, perfectly outlining her voluptuous curves.
She no longer paid him any attention, her slender dragon tail hanging near her snowy ankle almost instinctively wanted to hook onto it but held back the urge, coiling around the side of her throne bed.
Xia Feng’s gaze shifted, looking at the flowing liquids that made up the walls of the palace—all of it was Evil Spirit Liquid.
Seeing that Empress Si was ignoring him, Xia Feng took it as her agreement and quickly walked towards the wall on the right.
As he approached, he could feel the concentration of Evil Power around him rise sharply, probably similar to the forbidden domain around the Divine Throne.
Xia Feng took a deep breath and placed his hand on the wall; instantly, the scene before him changed.
He reappeared under the World Tree, near the Divine Throne, with a dreadful gray fog billowing from the woman’s lips and nose on the throne.
He hastily bent down.
