"..." Xuan Ming.
Why use "used up"? Don't you think that's very impolite?
Chapter 514 Each on its own
"Stop! Stop! Stop!"
Xuan Ming pressed his hands against Qian Renxue's fragrant shoulders, which were already pressed against him, and used his Divine Power to forcefully push the Angel God King, whose emotions were on the verge of losing control, back to his original position.
" Xue'er, can we stop for a moment?"
Xuan Ming took a deep breath, trying to make his tone sound as gentle, rational, and... as less guilty as possible.
"We finally get to see each other, can we not be so... direct and get straight to the point?"
"You can't do it like this. Starting right off the bat without any emotional build-up or romantic atmosphere... what's the difference between this and... you know?"
"We're gods, and gods with style. We need to chat first, enjoy the scenery, have some tea, and cultivate that relationship slowly... Hmm!"
Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Ming felt a blur before his eyes.
Qian Renxue's stunningly beautiful face was almost touching his nose. The original holiness and majesty in her golden eyes had vanished, replaced by two raging flames capable of burning everything.
"Emotional build-up?"
Qian Renxue sneered, the suppressed anger in her voice causing the surrounding air to distort and warp.
" Xuan Ming, how dare you talk to me about emotional build-up?"
"For the past ten years, you've been living a life of constant revelry, surrounded by beauties, like a god. Of course you have the leisure to do anything fancy or indulge in romantic gestures!"
But what about me?!
Qian Renxue grabbed Xuan Ming by the collar, her eyes reddening and her voice trembling, "I've been alone in the Divine Realm for decades! Counting the time I've spent traveling through various planes in the mortal realm, I've endured over a thousand years alone!"
A thousand years of loneliness! A thousand years of longing! A thousand years of repression!
"My emotions were building up to the point of bursting! My rationality had long since been reduced to ashes!"
Do I even need to build up to this?!
All I want to do right now is eat you up! Leave not a trace of you, not even a bone fragment!
Xuan Ming looked at the woman in front of him, who was on the verge of completely losing control. He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't even utter a single word of rebuttal.
yes.
Although he was tired over the past ten years, it was a "sweet burden." But for Qian Renxue and the others, it was real torment.
It's like someone who eats a Manchu Han Imperial Feast every day telling a beggar who's been starving for three days, "Oh dear, eating requires ritual; you have to burn incense, bathe, and chew slowly..."
Isn't this just asking for a beating?
"But..."
Xuan Ming tried one last time to argue, "This is really too hasty, and we're in the wilderness..."
"Hasty?"
Qian Renxue laughed angrily, "Fine, since you say it's hasty, then I'll give you something more grand!"
Before she finished speaking, a brilliant golden light shone from her body.
"Boom--!!!"
A burst of intensely hot Angel Divine Power suddenly erupted, instantly burning the cumbersome robe on Xuan Ming's body to ashes.
Xuan Ming felt a chill run through him, and before he could react, he saw six enormous golden wings suddenly spread out behind Qian Renxue, blotting out the sky.
Countless golden feathers fell and danced, rapidly intertwining and overlapping around the two.
In the blink of an eye, a huge, sealed golden feather egg appeared out of thin air on the fairy island atop the sea of clouds.
Inside the eggshell, golden light flowed, sacred and warm, and it was even thoughtfully covered with a thick layer of soft, cloud-like down.
All external sounds, light, and detection were completely shut out.
This is an absolutely private, absolutely safe, and absolutely... ambiguous space.
"Now..."
Qian Renxue's perfectly naked body appeared exceptionally pure and alluring under the golden light. She approached step by step, pushing Xuan Ming down onto the thick layer of downy feathers, looking down at him with a hint of queenly dominance and a touch of girlish charm in her eyes.
Is it grand enough? Is it private enough?
" Xuan Ming, even if you scream your lungs out today, no one will come to save you."
The God Realm Committee, in a side hall for deliberation.
The Ice Dragon King had just returned from a "business trip" to a lower plane with a tired-looking Zi JI. Before he could even take a sip of water, he sensed the undisguised, even somewhat "arrogant," fluctuations of Angel Divine Power from the lower realm.
She stood by the window, looking at the surging golden light beneath the sea of clouds, her expression turning quite strange.
Although as an ancient Soul Beast that had lived for countless years, she had long guessed that this day would come.
However, when that day actually came, and when she saw with her own eyes the mother and daughter fall into the arms of the same man one after the other, she couldn't help but feel a strange sensation in her heart.
"Is... is this really okay?"
The Ice Dragon King muttered to himself, then turned and walked toward Bibi Dong, who was reviewing official documents.
Bibi Dong sat behind a huge desk, her dark red Asura God Armor highlighting her immense majesty.
" Bibi Dong."
The Ice Dragon King stepped forward and, without any formalities, went straight to the point, asking, "Don't you really... feel anything is strange at all?"
"Strange?"
Bibi Dong didn't even look up, her magic pen still flying across the documents. "You mean Xue'er went down to find Xuan Ming?"
"Otherwise what?"
The Ice Dragon King pulled up a chair, crossed his arms, and looked at her with a probing expression. "Although I know your relationship has improved a lot, after all... she's your daughter. Your own flesh and blood."
"Now she's with your man, and in a way that's... well, you know. Don't you really have any psychological issues?"
Bibi Dong finally stopped what she was doing.
"If you mean physical blood ties..."
Bibi Dong said calmly, "Back when we were at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Gu Yuena had already used the Dragon God's Power to completely reshape my body. Later, I underwent repeated tempering and reconstruction by the Divine Power of the Rakshasa and Asura gods."
"This divine body of mine, from its genes to its very essence, has long since completely departed from the mortal Bibi Dong of the past."
"So-called blood ties are nothing more than a trace left over from a long-decayed body from the past."
At this point, Bibi Dong paused.
"As for psychological issues... after going through so many ups and downs, those mundane ethical norms and principles have long lost their meaning for me."
"I've already let it go, Xue'er doesn't care either. Since the parties involved feel there's no problem, what is there for me to say?"
"And..."
"As long as she can be happy, as long as she no longer lives in turmoil and pain like before, what does it matter who she's with? Besides, that person is Xuan Ming."
That makes sense.
The Ice Dragon King blinked, his expression growing increasingly strange. "But... let's imagine, what if you two have children in the future?"
Bibi Dong frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"
"Look."
The Ice Dragon King started calculating on his fingers, "If you and Xuan Ming had a child, what would your child call Qian Renxue?"
"Conversely, if Qian Renxue and Xuan Ming had a child, what would that child call you?"
"Pfft--"
In the end, even the Ice Dragon King couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Bibi Dong's face instantly darkened, and three black lines appeared on her forehead.
This problem... is indeed quite damaging.
" Ice Dragon King," Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, "Are you too idle? Should I arrange for you to patrol a few more planes?"
"No, no, no! I was just curious!"
The Ice Dragon King hurriedly waved his hands in surrender, but he couldn't stop smiling. "You know, we Soul Beast don't care about these things. Look at Xiao Wu and Ah Rou."
Before Xiao Wu went downstairs, Ah Rou specifically reminded her what to be careful about; after Xiao Wu returned, she even pulled Ah Rou aside and whispered to her...
"The beastmen certainly have no taboos in this regard; the strong rule and reproduction are paramount. But you humans... you always seem to care a lot about these ethics and morals, making yourselves very tired."
Bibi Dong stared speechlessly at the old dragon who seemed to thrive on chaos, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the slight embarrassment and annoyance in her heart.
"You said it yourself, it's a taboo for humans."
Bibi Dong regained her aloof and noble demeanor, and said firmly, "But I am now a god."
"As I've already said, my past body is long dead, and I have no physical connection to the past."
"The bond between me and Qian Renxue stems more from memories and emotions deep within our souls than from so-called DNA."
"In God's world, the resonance of souls is the only standard."
As for how to address someone...
"Let each side have its own opinion. God possesses eternal Life; such a matter of seniority is utterly insignificant in the vast expanse of time."
"Okay, okay, you're right."
The Ice Dragon King, seeing that things were going well, stood up and stretched. "Anyway, it's your family's business, you can sort it out yourselves. I was just watching the show."
"But..."
She walked to the door, then turned back to look at Bibi Dong, and said meaningfully.
"Although you say it so casually, I've noticed that you're processing official documents much slower."
"What? Are you also thinking about when it'll be your turn to go on your honeymoon?"
"Roll!"
Chapter 515 Returning to the Douluo Federation
After a month of madness that could be described as " Angel God punishment," Qian Renxue finally took pity on Xuan Ming, who was already seeing black eyes.
In the past month, Xuan Ming has truly come to understand what it means that "lust is a bone-scraping steel knife."
At first, he held the attitude of "since I can't resist, I might as well enjoy it," and even actively cooperated, trying to take the lead in this "war." But as time went on, he realized he was wrong.
That's completely wrong.
Qian Renxue wasn't enjoying herself at all; she was "eating," she was "taking revenge," and she was filling the void of her thousand years in the most primal way.
He felt completely exhausted.
It wasn't a depletion of Divine Power, but rather extreme mental exhaustion.
"These things... are definitely a case of too much of a good thing."
Xuan Ming, supporting his aching back, gazed at the slowly rising sun in the distance and uttered a sigh from the depths of his soul, "A haven of gentle pleasures, a hero's grave. The ancients were truly right."
At first, he could enjoy it because of his love for Qian Renxue and the novelty of the relationship. But as the frequency increased and time went on, that pure joy began to change. Later, he felt like a wage earner who had to work overtime to complete a task, and even his soul became numb.
Qian Renxue also noticed that something was wrong with him.
Although this Angel God is usually arrogant, she is very caring when it matters.
After venting her anger and resentment for a month, finally letting out all the pent-up feelings from the past thousand years, she finally took pity on Xuan Ming and decided to let him go.
The two rested quietly in the valley for a few days, drinking tea, reading books, and chatting, which finally made up for the feeling of being drained.
"Let's go, it's time to go back to Douluo Star."