Through several fierce battles, Tian Chen had won with overwhelming dominance.
His physical strength had always far surpassed theirs, so he had been gentle out of consideration for their feelings. But with so many of them together today, he had finally let himself cut loose.
"You little pushovers thought you could pin me down?" Tian Chen chuckled softly, though his eyes were full of affection.
Then he tucked Xiao Xiao, Tang Ya, Jiang Nannan, Lan Susu, and Lan Luoluo under their blankets one by one, his movements gentle and meticulous.
When Tian Chen reached Wang Dong'er, however, he patted her and called softly, "Dong'er, wake up."
Wang Dong'er opened her eyes groggily, her voice soft and sweet. "Mm... Tian Chen, what is it?"
Tian Chen gently stroked Wang Dong'er's cheek. He had deliberately held back with her earlier, so compared to the others, she still had most of her energy left.
"Dong'er, it's time to remove that strand of divine sense inside you."
Wang Dong'er had still been half asleep, but those words instantly woke her up. Her beautiful eyes widened. "You mean... the divine sense that always stops us from... doing that?"
"Yes! Don't resist. Just relax!" Tian Chen said gently.
Wang Dong'er nodded softly, took a deep breath, and slowly closed her eyes, doing her best to relax.
Tian Chen extended his right hand and pressed his palm against her forehead. A warm, gentle power slowly flowed into her body.
Tian Chen closed his eyes as well and began probing into Wang Dong's Sea of Consciousness.
It was a vast, tranquil world, with countless butterflies floating like stars.
In the deepest reaches of the Sea of Consciousness, a golden trident imprint hovered silently, radiating immense pressure as it remained constantly vigilant against outside intrusion.
Tian Chen's consciousness slowly