CHAPTER 965: CHAPTER 933: RULES

"You originally promised to take me to find the Holy Dragon Judgment, but now it seems that the Holy Dragon Judgment is the key to breaking open the Dragon-locking Well. So, everything inside and out benefits you, and I haven’t actually gained anything."

Xia Feng took the initiative, really thinking he got nothing good, and righteously accused Huang Zhaoyue, "So, that’s why you gladly agreed to my Holy Dragon Judgment terms when you were in the Sumeru Realm, right!"

"....." Huang Zhaoyue knew she was in the wrong, so she remained silent.

"How about this, it’s not impossible for me to help you, and I won’t ask too much from you either. You just need to agree to one condition, and I’ll help you, how about it?"

"Speak."

"Accept the Pale Divine Seal and become a believer of the Pale Dragon God."

"!"

"How about it?"

"Impossible!!"

"Why impossible?"

"My purpose in escaping the cage is to regain freedom and not be subordinate to any entity. Becoming a Pale Believer is no different than escaping a wolf den only to fall into a tiger lair. Besides, being ’pale’ will only make me... disgusted!"

"Hmm?! Who are you calling disgusting!!"

".... In any case, it’s impossible!"

"Then how about this, let’s lower the requirement a bit. You don’t need to submit to the pale, how about submitting to me?" Xia Feng revealed his true intention.

"What do you mean?"

"I’m not saying forever. Once we break open the Dragon-locking Well and you regain your divine status, you just need to become my subordinate, join my organization to work for me, and protect my life... for a thousand years. Compared to the ten thousand years you were ’imprisoned,’ this time isn’t much."

Huang Zhaoyue’s slender brows furrowed, a thousand years indeed isn’t much, considering the ten-thousand-year dormant dragon in the depths she’s not lacking that thousand years.

But now, she craves freedom desperately; even one more year is torture to her.

"One hundred years," Huang Zhaoyue said softly, lips pursed.

"!" Xia Feng’s eyes twitched, "Is that how you bargain? Directly cutting it!"

"A hundred years, with your monstrous talent, barring any accidents, is enough to ascend to the God Realm. By then, you wouldn’t need my protection at all."

I’ll take it as a compliment, Xia Feng pondered, Huang Zhaoyue indeed had a point, a hundred years is more than enough.

Of course, that’s assuming Miss Mu, the Destructive Witch, is still alive and well.

"A hundred years is fine, but shortening it by so much certainly comes at a cost. How about this, you don’t need to wait till I help you out of the Dragon-locking Well; now, you’ll become my subordinate, obeying my orders!"

"Why!" Huang Zhaoyue furrowed her brows, displeased.

"You don’t want to? Alright then, negotiations are off. Solve the Dragon-locking Well issue yourself." Xia Feng tidied his collar and turned to sit leisurely on a metallic chair.

"....."

With her gaze lowered, Huang Zhaoyue partially closed her eyes, voice chilling: "Being your subordinate is fine, but you shall not act improperly towards me."

Xia Feng scoffed, crossing his arms disdainfully, ".... Huang Zhaoyue, you really think highly of yourself. Even if you dance naked in front of me, believe me, I wouldn’t react at all."

Emotionless, Huang Zhaoyue continued: "Secondly, you cannot force me to undertake tasks beyond my capability that would lead to death."

".... I don’t have that much time to waste. How would your death benefit me?"

"Lastly, you cannot order me to do things I don’t want to do."

"?!" Xia Feng’s smile gradually faded, a tsk of disbelief, "You’re saying you want to do whatever you want as a subordinate, entirely ignoring the commands of your superior!"

"Is that possible?"

"You’re dreaming!"

"....."

"Alright." Xia Feng said emotionlessly, "I won’t order you to do anything outrageous, you just need to show due respect to me as your superior, and then when I need you to fight, do so without reservation. If you’re unwilling to do even this, then you better look for someone more capable."

"Fine, deal."

Although unwilling to lower her head to Xia Feng, it’s better than being threatened by Huang Ye’s divine status.

Huang Zhaoyue agreed gladly, then curiously inquired: "You mentioned an organization, what kind of organization have you established? Is it large in scale?"

".... Don’t concern yourself about that. You’ll be informed when the time comes. For now, just focus on being responsible to me, directly following my orders. Also, in the future, you should address me as ’Your Highness,’ understand?"

Xia Feng reclined against the backrest, crossed his legs, exuding the demeanor of a boss.

"....."

Emotionless as ever, Huang Zhaoyue suddenly regretted agreeing to this transaction.

Your Highness?

Respectful address!

"I will respect you, but as for respectful address, forget it."

"Fine then, forget it, but why glare at me." Xia Feng remarked, noticing her cold, piercing stare with its frigid murderous intent, "Is that your version of a respectful attitude?"

"....." Huang Zhaoyue took a deep breath, retracting her malicious icy glance.

"Now that we’ve reached an agreement, can I get the Dragon Spirit Blood now?" She stared silently at Xia Feng’s neck.

"You haven’t given up yet." Xia Feng was defeated, this woman circled the issue and still hadn’t let it go.

"Huang Ye plans to execute his unspeakable scheme on the day of the grand wedding, so for me, delaying even a day is beneficial. Hurry, test if the Dragon Spirit Blood is still effective."

As she spoke, she approached and gripped the chair’s armrests, ready to lean down and bite Xia Feng’s neck.

Xia Feng shrank his neck, raising his hand to press on her thin shoulder, reprimanding discontentedly, "Huang Zhaoyue, understand your position, you’re my subordinate now!"

"I haven’t even agreed yet, and here you are stepping forward, have some decency!"

"....."

Huang Zhaoyue’s expression cooled, instinctively wanting to lash out but ultimately holding back, lips pursed, "I may be your subordinate now, but you promised me, your Dragon Spirit Blood and life are mine, taking back what’s originally mine, why not!"

"....." So, the previous agreement to make you my subordinate was utterly useless, you’re still trying to do whatever you please with me?

Xia Feng was thoroughly convinced, ignoring her as he extended his right index finger hovering near her pink lips, his voice cool, "If you want Dragon Spirit Blood, bite here. Any other way, no discussions."

"....."

The man’s index finger hovered before her lips, Huang Zhaoyue couldn’t help but frown, her beautiful fox-gray eyes met the man’s black gaze.

Xia Feng emotionally detached, casually said, "Holding it up is tiring, you have three seconds to consider, three—!"

Huang Zhaoyue pursed her lips, her brows furrowing deeper; Xia Feng’s earlier remark likened her to a dog, making her subconsciously feel that opening her mouth to bite his finger was quite strange.

Yet observing Xia Feng’s demeanor, it seemed he hadn’t thought along those lines.

Maybe she overthought it, Xia Feng simply didn’t want his neck bitten again, nor did he want more physical contact with her Abyss Bloodline.

One must admit, biting the fingertip is indeed the most effective way to reduce physical contact.