A day later.
In a unique pocket of space somewhere in the universe lay one of Tania's secret hideouts. Time flowed differently there: one day outside was equal to one year inside.
It was easy to imagine what had happened after Xia Ping fell into Tania's trap and was captured here. An indescribable relationship had followed, and he had been put through that for an entire year.
No matter how strong and sturdy Xia Ping was, he could not endure such torment. After all, she was a female dragon—and one who had inherited the Ancestral Dragon's bloodline. Her physical prowess was beyond imagining.
Even when Xia Ping tried to resist, the effects of the Myriad Things Mother Origin Flower were simply too powerful. Not even dominator-level gods could withstand it, much less him.
After a year of relentless day-and-night exertions, the result was obvious. That shameless female dragon had undoubtedly gotten pregnant, and only then had the shameless woman been willing to release Xia Ping.
"All right, I'm done. You can leave now," Tania said lazily.
"You scumbag woman, you play with me and then tell me to leave?!" Xia Ping bared his teeth.
"Hehe, what do you want, then? Do you want me to take responsibility for you?" Tania said contemptuously.
Xia Ping was speechless. Why did those words sound so familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere before?
"By the way, you're planning to go to Gaia Paradise next, aren't you?" Tania suddenly asked.
"How did you know?" Xia Ping was somewhat startled. He did not seem to have ever mentioned such a thing.
"When we cultivated together, our souls mingled, and I accidentally saw it in some of your memories," Tania said. "But let me warn you beforehand: Gaia Paradise is no good place right now.