Douluo: The Goddess Compendium Begins with the Snow Empress's Sacrifice
Chapter 42

The Aftereffects of Whale Rubber

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Cyan flames surged in Xian Lin'er's hand, quickly enveloping that piece of Ten Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue originating from Xue Chen's system reward.

"So burn-resistant... Chen'er, it seems the whale glue you obtained is quite extraordinary!"

Looking at the whale glue that showed not the slightest reaction under the full-force calcination of her cyan flame, a look of surprise also flashed across Xian Lin'er's eyes.

She was a Titled Douluo powerhouse, and the cyan flame in her palm was even superior to most flames.

It was not as if she had never refined whale glue of ten thousand years and above, but she was encountering such burn-resistant whale glue for the very first time.

"Hehe."

Xue Chen touched his head and did not speak.

This thing was produced by the system, and it was said to be whale glue left behind by the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King.

Ten-thousand-year cetacean soul beasts were already as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, let alone an overlord of sea soul beasts like the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King.

That Deep Sea Demonic Whale King claimed to be a million-year one that was slaughtered by Tang San ten thousand years ago, added to the Demon Empress ten thousand years later, all of which demonstrated the formidable nature of this clan of sea soul beasts.

As time passed, the whale glue within the cyan flame finally began to melt slowly.

At the same time, an indescribable, bizarre and faint fragrance gradually rippled through the office.

"It feels a bit hot."

Inhaling the bizarre fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose, Xue Chen only felt a feverish heat rise inexplicably in his heart-one that even his Ultimate Ice attribute could not suppress-and he could not help tugging at his collar.

Xian Lin'er did not speak, yet she covertly glanced at Xue Chen's well-defined collarbone, then secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

By the time the whale glue completely melted into a pool of golden jelly-like substance, this office of the Soul Tool Department Dean had been thoroughly enveloped by that rich, unshakeable fragrance.

"It's about time."

For some unknown reason, the cheeks of Xian Lin'er, this Titled Douluo powerhouse, flushed with an enchanting pinkish-red, and even her voice took on a gentleness it usually never possessed.

"The quality of this whale glue truly is the only one I have ever witnessed in my life!"

The whale glue, which originally had the size of an infant's head, had now shrunk to the size of a fist under Xian Lin'er's refinement.

The dark golden fluid that previously carried a hazy gray texture had also completely turned golden, constantly writhing in Xian Lin'er's palm as if it possessed life.

Looking at the whale glue already completely refined in Xian Lin'er's palm, Xue Chen could not help lightly licking his lips.

Such an action was frivolous to a greater or lesser degree, yet that feverish heat in Xue Chen's heart grew increasingly turbulent.

"Open your mouth, remember to wrap this whale glue with Soul Power for refinement."

Xian Lin'er glanced at Xue Chen's ruddy lips, and she too could not help pressing her lips together.

"Understood, Teacher!"

Hearing this, Xue Chen immediately and obediently opened his mouth.

With a wave of Xian Lin'er's hand, the whale glue that had already turned jelly-like immediately fell into Xue Chen's mouth under her control.

"Mmph!"

Hot!

The whale glue entering his mouth-this was Xue Chen's first reaction.

An indescribable feverish heat surged upward from his lower abdomen, spreading through his entire body in just a few breaths before finally merging with the heat at the bottom of his heart.

The next moment, scorching energy violently erupted from Xue Chen's Dantian, sweeping across his limbs and bones like a tidal wave.

"The effect of this whale glue really is extraordinary; just upon ingestion, it produces such a pronounced effect."

Looking at Xue Chen's skin, which was flushed red like a cooked prawn, Xian Lin'er also nodded slightly.

"One has no idea what kind of soul beast this whale glue was produced from, nor how many years it possesses, that it can even affect me."

Inhaling the strange fragrance in the air, Xian Lin'er could also perceive that she herself seemed somewhat affected.

Xian Lin'er waved her hand slightly toward the window, and a biting wind-attribute Soul Power instantly blew all the strange fragrance out of the office.

As the bizarre, faint fragrance from refining the whale glue dissipated, the indescribable sensation in Xian Lin'er's heart also diminished by a few shades.

Yet before she could even heave a sigh of relief, her waist was abruptly gripped by a pair of powerful arms.

Xian Lin'er's body stiffened violently, and she immediately turned her head back.

"Chen'er!"

She saw that Xue Chen's eyes were bloodshot at this moment, wisps upon wisps of white mist continuously rising from his body.

"Chen'er... what... what is wrong with you?"

Xue Chen did not speak, merely taking the opportunity to bury his face deeply into Xian Lin'er's chest.

Feeling the scorching breath spraying against her chest, Xian Lin'er trembled all over, fine goosebumps actually sprouting on her snow-white skin.

Ever since her birth, no member of the opposite sex had ever been this intimate with her.

There was no need to even mention Qian Duoduo; he was merely a tool she used to disgust that cheating dog Yan Shaozhe.

As for Yan Shaozhe?

Back then, wasn't it precisely because she was unwilling to have any intimate actions with Yan Shaozhe before marriage that it ultimately led to the two of them breaking up?

Her mind running wild with stray thoughts, Xian Lin'er, this Titled Douluo powerhouse, had no idea for a moment whether she should stop Xue Chen.

It was true that she was a Titled Douluo, but she was still a woman.

It was true that Xue Chen was being impolite to her, but Xue Chen in this state had evidently lost consciousness, and all his actions were controlled by instinct.

Just as Xian Lin'er fell into a dilemma, Xue Chen-who had already lost consciousness and was controlled solely by instinct-actually pushed open the front of her clothes over her chest.

"Mmph!"

Xian Lin'er could not help letting out a low moan; she had never imagined that the body of a teenager in his teens could be this scorching hot.

So scorching hot that it felt as if it were going to melt her body away.

Just as her consciousness also began to grow somewhat chaotic, an unusually blazing sensation suddenly appeared at her lower abdomen.

Almost instantly, Xian Lin'er was jolted awake.

Formless fluctuations of Soul Power suddenly erupted from her body, gently pushing away Xue Chen, who was clinging to her tightly.

"Hah!"

Taking two deep breaths, Xian Lin'er finally suppressed her heart, which felt as though it wanted to leap out of her chest.

Looking at the disheveled clothes and clear moisture on her chest, Xian Lin'er's face turned alternately red and pale.

"This li... li... little..."

Xian Lin'er wanted to hurl a couple of curses several times over, but for some reason she could never bring herself to utter harsh words.

Arranging the garments on her body, Xian Lin'er then cast her gaze toward Xue Chen, who was restrained by her Soul Power.

At this moment, Xue Chen's skin had completely turned a scarlet red, veins bulged violently on his forehead, and for the first time, a ferocious expression surfaced on his exceptionally delicate face.

"What on earth is the origin of this whale glue, that even with Chen'er's physique he cannot withstand it?"

Xian Lin'er's pair of pretty willow-leaf eyebrows were knitted tightly together, and the expression on her face was even more uncertain.

"If Chen'er is not allowed to vent this energy, I'm afraid he will be blown apart alive by the energy within this mass of whale glue!"

A ten-thousand-year soul ring could cause a soul master to explode and die; ten-thousand-year whale glue could do the exact same thing.

Hesitation, bewilderment, and shame-fueled anger flashed across Xian Lin'er's face in turn, and after a long while, she finally let out a long sigh.

"Chen'er is, after all, my disciple..."

Gitting her teeth, Xian Lin'er tremblingly reached her hand out toward Xue Chen's bulging lower abdomen.

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