CHAPTER 966: CHAPTER 934: BARING FANGS AND BRANDISHING CLAWS

For both Xia Feng and her, merely biting the fingertip can effectively prevent more resistance and hostility from developing.

Thinking of this, Huang Zhaoyue stopped overthinking, her cold, beautiful face slightly advancing, and opened her mouth.

The dragon’s sharp teeth easily pierced the fingertip, and the blood thread entered the belly. It was still that nauseating pale breath, but it was still not Dragon Spirit Blood. She frowned, her fox-grey beautiful eyes coldly lifted, showing displeasure amidst disdain.

Xia Feng’s black eyes slightly squinted. To be honest, he really thought Huang Zhaoyue looked like a pitiful little dog begging for food.

Of course, aside from being pitiful, there was also a hint of fierceness.

Until a heart-piercing sensation came from the fingertip, he regained his senses and then separated the Spiritual Quality, merging it into the blood to form Dragon Spirit Blood, which seeped out drip by drip from the fingertip.

Time passed bit by bit.

As the blood drained, Xia Feng’s complexion gradually turned pale, feeling that if this continued, he would indeed meet his end early.

He frowned, tried to pull his hand, but Huang Zhaoyue, like a starving ghost who hadn’t eaten for days, bit firmly, her You Tong coldly lifted.

Xia Feng lowered his gaze to look at the woman’s cold, beautiful face, seeing her still wanting to continue, with a look of unwillingness to believe the Dragon Spirit Blood had indeed lost effectiveness.

He chuckled softly, couldn’t hold back his sarcasm, "Sure enough, becoming more and more like a silly little dog."

"!!!"

Indeed! Just knew this bastard had no good intentions!!

Hearing Xia Feng’s genuine thoughts, Huang Zhaoyue’s cold and noble face instantly became covered with frost, her hands clamped Xia Feng’s wrist, intending to simply bite this bastard’s hand to pieces!!

But Xia Feng suddenly grabbed her Abyssal Black horn beside her hair, while covering his index finger with all Spiritual Particles, constructing layers of defensive Spirit Cover.

Even though Huang Zhaoyue had good teeth, if Xia Feng deliberately concentrated defense in one area, she truly had no way with this bastard.

Therefore, her fury couldn’t find an outlet, growing more frantic, her fox-grey beautiful eyes turned toward Xia Feng with a scary, bone-chilling light sparking, like an aggressive wolf pup, clearly looking up at its master, yet filled with hostility and killing intent warding off strangers.

Baring fangs and brandishing claws!

Swish— she suddenly rose and lunged at Xia Feng, once again skillfully grasping Xia Feng’s neck.

However, before she could act this time, Xia Feng’s eyelids drooped, and he faintly slumped, falling unconscious.

Huang Zhaoyue was slightly stunned, the slaughterous aura on her face dissipated quickly, replaced by a fleeting panic, hurriedly leaning down, tapping her index finger on Xia Feng’s brow to sense his soul’s state.

Weak, dim, with signs of disintegration.

This was due to excessive consumption of Dragon Spirit Blood.

Huang Zhaoyue pursed her lips, her gaze wandered to Xia Feng’s right hand, hesitated for a moment, then lifted it slightly and lowered her head, her sharp teeth gently pierced another small opening and during light breaths, infused the Dragon Spirit Blood back.

"....."

Xia Feng indeed felt his consciousness somewhat fuzzy, spirit languishing, so had just fallen by the opportunity, but hadn’t really fainted.

In his trance, he could still sense the surroundings.

Unexpectedly, Huang Zhaoyue truly seemed like a puppy, hugging his right arm with both hands, sitting on his abdomen, bowing her head, her slender eyes quietly lowered, her cold and noble face full of disdain and cold, yet the cherry-colored lip line dyed with blood red didn’t halt its speed.

As part of the Dragon Spirit Blood flowed back, Xia Feng’s spiritual state gradually improved.

Rustle~ Huang Zhaoyue’s attire swayed with an Abyssal Black Dragon Tail behind, disappearing with a swoosh sound.

She released Xia Feng’s right hand, coldly overlooked his serene, sleeping face: "If you don’t wake up, I will really kill you!"

"....." Xia Feng slowly opened his eyes, looking as if just awakened, glancing around, "Ah? What’s wrong with me?"

"....." Huang Zhaoyue ignored him, gave him a contemptuous look and then stood up on her own, "Prepare yourself, the main force of the Great Sin Army is arriving."

Xia Feng nodded and transformed back into a black cat, clicking his tongue, "How is it, does the Dragon Spirit Blood still have use?"

"Actually, it is still useful."

Huang Zhaoyue shook her head, "But the effect has indeed become negligible, weakened by more than a hundredfold. Unless you have many lives, otherwise this single life serves little use."

No matter how unwilling to accept this fact, now having personally experienced it, the method to suppress the Abyss Bloodline through the Pale Bloodline has indeed been blocked.

Huang Zhaoyue understood that without delaying the wedding date, her time was truly running out.

Many lives huh... Xia Feng pondered, he indeed had many lives, but they would be wasted on this.

Also, there is still some time before heading to the Imperial City Courtyard, not in a hurry.

He should first return to Golden Sparrow City, determine what Huang Ye intends to do with the Abyss Saints, then decide.

Huang Zhaoyue’s eyes silently gazed at Xia Feng’s detestable face. Actually... besides Dragon Spirit Blood, she had another strong method to suppress the Abyss Bloodline.

That was to use a special Magic Technique... to unite with Xia Feng’s Yin Yang.

Let Xia Feng’s Pale Bloodline deeply damage her soul state.

However, this dreadful idea just emerged in her mind and was suppressed immediately.

The reason she wanted to escape the cage was to avoid the disgust of bugs like Huang Shikai, would Xia Feng make a difference?

Though, Xia Feng indeed has the qualifications to be her mate.

But qualification doesn’t mean she agrees.

She wouldn’t let a bastard with the surname Xia separate her thighs even if she died...

No way!!

Xia Feng didn’t notice Huang Zhaoyue’s strange gaze staring at him, nor knew the chaotic thoughts in Huang Zhaoyue’s mind.

He was currently lost in thought.

Originally according to his plan, he actually needed to find a way to go to the Grey Realm to meet Miss Mu.

But now it seems, going to the Grey Realm must be postponed a bit. However, it’s okay, since he can’t go to the Grey Realm soon to find Miss Mu, let Miss Mu come to find him.

Come to the Sumeru Realm to find him!

Such a naturally isolated sub-plane like the Sumeru Realm can perfectly serve as the Dao Fruit’s condensation site for the Moon Time Divine Domain!

As for how to send the Sumeru Gate imprint to Miss Mu, so she can enter the Sumeru Realm anytime, Xia Feng indeed didn’t know how to solve this problem for now.

But this time Miss Mu optimized the Throne Mechanism, able to store intangible things like memories, emotions, and feelings into Dao Fruits, and transmit them to others.

Xia Feng suddenly found a way to solve the issue.

[Sumeru Gate Imprint: 2

Note 1: Can mark a Space-time Point in the Present Realm, used to connect the Present and Sumeru realms. If the mark is removed, there is a 90-day silence period and can only be marked again after 90 days.

Note 2: The higher the position, the higher the spiritual power; more marks can be made and used.

Note 3: Imprint holders can only travel between ’that Space-time Point’ and the ’Sumeru Realm’, cannot go to other Sumeru Gates]

The Sumeru Imprint is a spiritual creation, and can also be stored into Dao Fruits; Xia Feng transmitted the second imprint to Miss Mu with a thought.

"What are you doing again?" There was an instant response.