And you still claimed you weren't the Devouring Calamity Ancestor!
You swallowed people at the drop of a hat!
Jingliu wanted to sneer, but discovered she couldn't.
Really, she ought to have been proud.
After all, she was the first person to enter Jiang Yao's stomach more than once and survive.
Phantylia?
Phantylia wasn't a person!
Still.
To be fair.
It was pretty comfortable...
Though she couldn't change positions.
It was peaceful enough, at least.
Being licked by Jiang Yao didn't feel bad, either. At worst, it was a little psychologically unsettling.
Her mara-struck condition couldn't flare up at all.
How could it?
Every cell in her body was on edge.
Even her mara-struck condition didn't dare stir.
What chance did it have to flare up?
After all, no matter how she looked at it, however comfortable she felt...
She might very well be his next meal!
That wonderful... no, strange sensation didn't last long.
She regained her freedom.
Once again, the familiar shift in scenery occurred.
This time, even the air was steeped in oppression.
Or it should have been...
But after everything Jiang Yao had put her through...
Well.
Honestly.
There was nothing oppressive about it.
"This is..."
Jingliu said gravely, "The Prison of Deep Seclusion?!"
As the Luofu's former Sword Champion...
She had naturally visited the Prison of Deep Seclusion before.
But back then, she had gone there to lock up heinous criminals.
Nothing like now.
Without Jiang Yao...
She might have been the one locked up.
"No, this isn't the Prison of Deep Seclusion."
Jiang Yao corrected her.
"...Then where are we?"
Jingliu was taken aback. Had she mistaken the place?
"My all-you-can-eat buffet."
Jiang Yao was perfectly serious.
Jingliu: "..."
And you still claimed you weren't the Devouring Calamity Ancestor!
Wait...
As something dawned on