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"Oh, anything is fine, beautiful lady..." Seeing the usually aloof and elegant woman's expression crumble, Zhu Mingyao drawled out the last syllable, making a lewd face, wanting to tease her.

"Stop talking nonsense! You human brat." Serena, who was already holding back, sensed his teasing tone and unleashed a barrage of venomous words:

"What? Do you have some ideas? I have indeed been single for over two hundred years, and I don't care if my boyfriend is younger than me. But are you sure your little body can handle it?"

She casually placed one hand on her hip, her long legs slightly parted, her fitted leather jacket clinging tightly to her skin, showcasing perfectly smooth muscle lines. A strong sense of sexiness and mystery blended into a deadly allure.

Faced with such a straightforward statement, Zhu Mingyao could only chuckle ingratiatingly, secretly thinking that this wealthy and powerful woman, who was hundreds of years old, was indeed not someone to be trifled with. He estimated her value and then spoke:

"Considering we've been through thick and thin together, I can back down, but everything else, including Santanic's collection, is mine. And I'll also see if there's anything useful among the treasures you looted from the Night Family..."

"You're asking for too much... Watch out!" Just as the two sides were bargaining, Serena suddenly raised her eyebrows.

As she warned, a vast expanse of pure black shadow appeared out of nowhere, surging in like a raging tide, filling the entire underground space in less than a second.

The two suddenly felt their feet sink, as if they had stepped into a viscous swamp, and felt themselves rapidly sinking into the shadows, as if the hard stone floor had instantly transformed into a deep and unfathomable otherworldly space.

At the same time, hundreds of invisible yet tangible dark spikes shot out like venomous dragons, enveloping Zhu Mingyao's entire body with an evil magic that could kill anyone who touched them.

"【Night Abyss】, 【Shadow Storm】, are the pursuers of the Night Clan!"

Serena was both shocked and furious, and immediately saw through the attacker's scheme.

The giant scythe swung like the wind, creating a circle of dark red light. Knowing that her companion was still recovering, she stood in front of Zhu Mingyao with a noble demeanor, severing the vicious spells that attacked one by one.

In the blink of an eye, one of the inconspicuous shadow spikes suddenly wriggled and transformed into a hand painted with rose-purple nail polish, which swiftly touched the blade and retreated.

“Emilia!”

The familiar figure of the middle-aged noblewoman was reflected in her pupils. Her gaze was fixed on the drop of sacred blood on the other woman's fingertip. She knew she had been ambushed. Gritting her teeth, she swung her scythe and charged forward.

Emilia grinned wickedly and retreated swiftly, her night-like cloak billowing forward, her body becoming hazy and indistinct, as she prepared to disappear into the distance.

Now that he had the item, this cunning old fox naturally had no intention of making any further trouble.

She had been observing from the sidelines for a long time and was well aware of the disparity in strength between the two sides. Rather than risking her life in a fight, she decided to seize some more valuable spoils while the terrifying young enemy was still recovering.

Every vampire is irresistible to the allure of divine blood. With such a substantial gain, even without capturing the girl, they could still report back.

However, the next moment, a magnificent azure dragon with scaly scales and horns crashed down with a furious roar.

"Damn it, how dare you steal the equipment I dropped!"

The earth-shattering shockwave surged and echoed, crashing against the surrounding walls with a resounding hum. The intense air pressure was enough to rupture the internal organs of a robust bull.

Amidst the billowing dust, a burly, ferocious dark gold figure rampaged through the air, flashing large swaths of cold light and blood-red light, as several pieces of white flesh, accompanied by a golden-red "pearl," flew into the air.

Having just gotten her prey back, Serena, who had been waiting for her chance, was overjoyed. She abandoned all ladylike manners, grabbed the divine blood, and threw it into her cherry-like mouth, swallowing it whole.

Emilia stumbled out, disheveled and in a sorry state. Her right hand was a bloody mess, the white bone exposed, and her five fingers were gone.

Knowing she had underestimated her opponent, she endured the excruciating pain and fled for her life. Behind her, the azure dragon roared and pursued relentlessly, each claw strike unleashing a vast amount of lightning that seemed to tear through space and compress the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Seeing that she was about to be cornered, Emilia's panicked expression suddenly turned into calm. She suddenly transformed into a sinister black mist, narrowly escaping from between the lightning nets, and disappeared into the entrance tunnel, carrying with her several [Superpower] potions.

"Stop chasing me, come help me up..."

Stopping the eager vampire lady, Zhu Mingyao could no longer maintain the posture of throwing the peach staff, and slumped down with a grimacing expression.

Forcing himself to unleash a single [Dragon Transformation Spell] was his current limit. If he really pushed that guy to the brink, the two of them might not be able to escape unscathed.

"Hey, are you alright?" To his surprise, his temporary teammate stood at a distance as if he hadn't heard him, his body trembling irregularly as if he were having an epileptic seizure.

"Whoosh..."

Her breathing changed from light to heavy, each breath louder than the last. The scythe in her hand clattered to the ground. Serena slowly turned her head, her breasts heaving, her smooth, jade-like cheeks flushed like peach blossoms, and her beautiful eyes, when they looked back, almost turned into pools of spring water.

"What...what are you doing?" Watching her move over with a strange, hesitant gait, Zhu Mingyao felt a strange sense of crisis.

This feeling of déjà vu is like something I frequently saw on certain websites in a distant past life...

The black women's boots scraped against the floor with difficulty, a light breeze and drizzle swirling around her. Serena bit her luscious lips and hummed the answer through her nose.

"Some... miscalculations. I can handle the wind and rain aspects of divinity, but the realm of [reproduction]... requires cooperation..."

...Holy crap, this is such an old-fashioned plot, are you serious, lady?

Chapter 348 Checking on the Post?

As a product of a highly manifested spiritual law, divinity has its own unique domain attributes. Even though various ancient and extraordinary schools have secret techniques to refine it, they must still follow certain principles.

It's like steaming a precious seafood dish and then chopping it up and turning it into chili sauce—the flavor is completely lost. Or like slicing an old ginseng and pickling it into salted vegetables—all its medicinal properties are wasted.

So, specifically regarding the power of the concept of "breeding," to fully absorb it, one should naturally try to align it with its corresponding concept.

However, in practice, it is far too difficult to implement.

"I think there might be other solutions..."

Zhu Mingyao's facial muscles twitched as he forced a stiff smile while racking his brains to soothe the situation.

"I... I'll go out and avoid this for a bit. Can't you handle this yourself?" he said, his gaze darting around and his lips twitching.

Even though he had already evolved from a chick-mon into a mature Digimon, this unexpected and speechless situation still made him so embarrassed that he almost wanted to dig a three-bedroom apartment out of his toes.

It wasn't that he was old-fashioned and couldn't accept this level of openness, nor was it that Serena's appearance didn't meet his aesthetic standards.

But... the speed is just too fast!

We met by chance and only knew each other for a day. Our temporary teammates turned into temporary friends in a second. In old-fashioned martial arts novels, this would be considered a crazy plot development, right?

Hey lady, I haven't brushed my teeth yet!

While his mind was wandering, Zhu Mingyao suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders as two soft, jade-like hands landed on him. It was his opponent, taking advantage of her tall stature, who gave him a condescending, queen-like disdain.

As the fingers gently caressed the garment, the damage from the battle quietly transformed into butterflies. Even through a cotton shirt, the cool and delicate touch was still clearly felt.

Feeling that aggressive gaze sweep over him, fine beads of sweat the size of sesame seeds appeared on his forehead. He forced a smile and said:

What do you think of my proposal...?

The vampire lady rolled her eyes at his nonsense, then with a quick flick of her feet, a pair of short boots rolled to the side, carrying the flying peach wood cane with them. Her fair and delicate arches, tinged with pink, gently ground against his toes.

"Hiss—!" Zhu Mingyao gasped as he was pushed backward, his back pressed tightly against the wall. Due to the height difference, whenever he looked up, his nose was directly in front of the two perfectly sized curves under the tight leather jacket, the oppressive feeling almost bursting his eyes.

So bouncy... Wait, what am I thinking? I was clearly pinned against a wall!

"Use your silly little brain to think about it. Does behavior without male involvement fit the concept of 'reproduction'?" she complained angrily, her sharp teeth bared.

"Do you think that by playing some silly games with this stick, I can gain divine approval?"

The warm breath sprayed onto the young man's face, carrying a moist, sticky, musky scent, with a faint hint of the sweet, fishy smell of a ripe pomegranate, and also like a spicy, lingering vintage grape wine. It forcefully forced its way into the latter's nostrils, rushing into his mind and leaving his thoughts blank.

Having at least a solid foundation in the Xuanmen True Method, Zhu Mingyao tried his best to maintain a sliver of clarity and stammered as he attempted to refuse.

"But I have a girlfriend."

Seeing that he was still unmoved, Serena suppressed the increasingly intense burning sensation within her, wishing she could bite him hard.

"What a principled little boy. You mean I should go find those two weak and vulgar humans up there? Hmm, that's one way. Anyway, vampires aren't that conservative..." She pretended to be thoughtful, her eyes filled with a strong mockery and provocation that would make any man furious.

"no!"

Zhu Mingyao blurted out as if on cue, "Although I am not a scumbag who takes advantage of others in distress, I absolutely do not have any perverted hobby like Ziyang playing the flute."

Better to be a beast than worse than a beast!

"That's more like it..." The vampire lady chuckled softly with satisfaction. A dim mist suddenly spread out, engulfing the few leaping silver flames of illumination on the dome. The curtain of darkness descended, completely concealing the enchantment and intoxication.

……

……

Drunk, I lie deep in the clouds of Wushan, listening to the night rain pattering on the banana leaves.

However, this "rain" had barely stopped before it started again, and the duration was... somewhat unexpectedly long.

Countless vines, nourished by wave after wave of rain, grew strong and robust, stretching their supple and plump bodies and tightly entwining themselves around the thick, towering ancient tree. They convulsed and contracted like thousands of man-eating pythons. Under the wear and tear of water dripping on the stone, even though the latter was as hard as iron, it eventually collapsed and fell without any doubt.

"Okay, are you done yet...?"

Just as a drop of water cannot extinguish a cartload of firewood, the Five Internal Organs Divine Method of Huangting Immortal Technique, though possessing the power to strengthen the body and its infinite mysteries, still pales in comparison to the dark clouds that have been brewing for nearly three hundred years.

Such an infuriating reality filled a young Xuanmen practitioner with righteous indignation, lamenting that the rise of evil and the decline of Tao were the most tragic things in the world.

Taking advantage of my weakened state after defeating a powerful enemy and eliminating a divine abomination, you dare to deceive and ambush me? Don't you have a conscience? If you're so capable, try again at another time!

"Mmm, mmm..." Two cool, plump lips domineeringly blocked his mouth, destroying the friendly peace talks. The evil monster had no intention of letting its prey go easily. Instead, it launched another terrifying attack in an arrogant manner, like a cat playing with a mouse.

Since the enemy was determined to wipe them out, Zhu Mingyao had no choice but to steel himself and muster all his remaining strength to launch a desperate counterattack.

As the saying goes, when two armies meet on a narrow path, the brave shall prevail. At this moment, it was as if the spirit of Commander Li Yunlong had traveled through time and possessed him. A resolute look flashed in his eyes, and he roared silently, embodying the spirit of "Bright Sword".

As a true man, even knowing I am no match, I must still draw my sword. You barbarian demon, eat my last Italian cannon shot!

……

In the endless darkness, a hazy light rippled like water, within which the five elements could be faintly seen rotating, golden eyes hung high, a milky white ocean teemed with life, and crimson rivers flowed swiftly. Amidst the various strange phenomena, a peaceful and sublime aura naturally emanated.

The scene resembled the beginning of chaos, the separation of heaven and earth, with a mysterious and unfathomable continuous palace appearing and disappearing in the blink of an eye. After a moment, it suddenly collapsed and shrank, turning into a bright pearl and vanishing without a trace.

"call."

After finishing his practice, Zhu Mingyao stood up, feeling refreshed and energetic. He took out a change of sportswear and put it on, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

In a chaotic mess, it was as if the two of them had jointly performed a sacrificial ritual, which allowed him to share in some of the power of Kukulkan's divine blood. Combined with the reward points he had accumulated in the early stages, if it weren't for the unsuitable location, he could have officially advanced to the True Talisman/Golden Core realm by now.

There are probably no other experts of the same level at this age in the entire New World. If he were willing to sell himself to them, the highest advisory group of the Federal Special Department would be willing to give him a seat.

The crisp tapping of his heels on the stone slabs, growing louder as they approached, snapped him out of his reverie.

"It seems you've received the appropriate 'reward,' so I won't stand on ceremony with the rest." With a flicker of light in her hands, she stuffed the rare materials and magical items she had plundered into her storage equipment one by one, and the vampire lady swayed gracefully as she walked out of the outer tunnel.

Her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, her steps were light and brisk, and she exuded a lazy and comfortable feeling. Holding a replica of the evil Holy Grail, she threw a bewitching look at the young man and began to extract the source blood left on Santanic's corpse. Where was the aloof demeanor she had when they first met?

"Why...?" Zhu Mingyao suddenly asked, seemingly out of nowhere.

Among the personality traits of high-ranking vampires are gloom, evil, calmness, etc., but notably, they do not show unreserved trust in those they meet for the first time.

If he had harbored malicious intent during their candid conversation, he could have easily severely injured or even killed the other party. Looking back now, it's clear that the other party's mental state was somewhat abnormal.

Serena's slender and graceful figure stiffened for a moment, but she continued her work as if nothing had happened.

"So casual, is that so..." The slightly hoarse female voice was low and melodious.

"Do you remember what I said when we first met? When you realize that the long first half of your life was just a ridiculous, colorful soap bubble, with loved ones gone and enemies gone... then from now on, live as you please."