Douluo Continent: I've joined forces with Tang San and taken Xiao Wu as my concubine!

Chapter 39, Simmering the Dragon

Without food, the consumption of soul power increased even more.

Liu Erlong's meditation speed was completely unable to compensate for the speed at which her soul power was being consumed.

A few more days passed.

It's impossible to calculate the exact number of days.

Because there was no light and no food, the two had lost the ability to keep track of time.

Liu Erlong's soul power was already running low. The cold wind seeped in, freezing her body almost to the point of stiffness, and even her thoughts became sluggish.

Liu Erlong knew she couldn't hold on any longer.

She glanced at Meng Bei beside her. In the darkness, she couldn't see Meng Bei's body, but she could feel his breathing.

This child only had a soul power of level 40, yet he was still gritting his teeth and persevering. He had dragged the child into this situation, but the child had no complaints against him.

Liu Erlong couldn't help but feel a little moved.

At the same time, some of the shackles in my heart also loosened slightly.

Everything is for survival.

Liu Erlong hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"Xiao Bei, are you cold?"

Meng Bei, who was standing to the side, shook his head upon hearing this.

"Aunt Erlong, I'm not cold."

Liu Erlong closed his eyes.

What a good child! To avoid making me worry, he actually lied and said he wasn't cold at this time.

Even a level 70 Soul Saint like myself can't hold on, how could this kid, who's only level 40, not feel cold? Even if his Martial Soul is a Snow Rabbit that can adapt to the cold, it's impossible for him to withstand the cold current of this Ten Thousand Year Cold Abyss!

Thinking this, Liu Erlong reached out and tugged at Meng Bei's sleeve, whispering:

"Xiao Bei, come closer. If we sit together, it'll be warmer."

Meng Bei hesitated for a moment, then leaned closer.

The two were not far apart to begin with, and Meng Bei moved slightly, until his shoulders and Liu Erlong's shoulders were touching.

In an instant, Liu Erlong felt an incredibly warm aura flowing between them. This warmth would not be noticeable under normal circumstances, but in this extremely cold environment, it was exceptionally precious.

Unconsciously, Liu Erlong wanted to lean more of her body towards Meng Bei.

Arms, waist, and legs—Liu Erlong leaned against Meng Bei, and the increased contact caused more warmth to flow from Meng Bei into her body.

This warmth was so precious that she couldn't help but be captivated by it. Greedy, she wanted more contact, more warmth, and her hand unconsciously reached towards Meng Bei's chest. At the crucial moment, Meng Bei grabbed Liu Erlong's hand, and Liu Erlong suddenly came to her senses.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Bei, I... I'm so cold."

Liu Erlong explained, feeling utterly ashamed.

She had never felt so ashamed.

In front of a younger person, she actually...

"I know, Aunt Erlong."

Meng Bei held Liu Erlong's arm, not blaming her, but interlocking their fingers and gently comforting her.

"Aunt Erlong, there's no need to feel ashamed. In the current situation, survival is the most important thing. Fortunately, my martial spirit can help me resist some of the cold in this environment. As long as it's not excessive, Aunt Erlong, please feel free to use it."

As he spoke, Meng Bei grabbed Liu Erlong's hand and placed it on his chest.

The moment it was placed on the surface, a scorching heat was transmitted directly to Liu Erlong's hand.

"Oh my god!"

Feeling the beating chest, Liu Erlong couldn't help but marvel at how he really wasn't afraid of the cold!

The outside was bitterly cold, but Meng Bei felt as warm as a furnace.

Liu Erlong now had an impulse to bury herself entirely in Meng Bei's body. She was too cold; the chill from the outside world was constantly eroding her body, and the warmth from the slightest contact with Meng Bei was simply not enough.

However, before she could act on this idea, she rejected it because of her own convictions.

She can't do that.

First and foremost, she couldn't let Xiaogang down.

Secondly, as an elder, she couldn't shamelessly snuggle into the arms of her junior.

Liu Erlong gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed his inner impulse.

She just didn't know how long this patience could last.

She was originally full of confidence in herself.

If she hadn't felt the warmth emanating from Meng Bei, she would rather freeze to death than betray Xiao Gang, but she had already experienced that warmth...

Having experienced warmth, who could willingly endure the cold again?

Meng Bei's body was right beside her, even holding her hand. Her hand felt endless warmth, while her body was so cold it was almost frozen.

As the cold intensified, the warmth emanating from Meng Bei became like a poison, drawing her in irresistibly.

She only needs to move her body slightly to snuggle into Meng Bei's arms to enjoy endless warmth.

But... Xiao Gang.

Liu Erlong ultimately gritted her teeth and suppressed her inner desires.

Night fell, and a thin layer of frost covered Liu Erlong's body, freezing her clothes as hard as pieces of armor.

Meng Bei had to admire Liu Erlong's willpower.

It's important to understand that in such a frigid environment, the instinct to seek warmth is a fundamental survival instinct. Her body was frozen stiff, with only the parts closest to her feeling slightly warm. Yet, even so, Liu Erlong managed to overcome this survival instinct and endure the cold without making it across.

Such willpower is truly admirable.

But the more this happened, the more Meng Bei wanted her.

It's such a pity that such a good woman died in Douluo Continent with someone like Yu Xiaogang.

It would be better to take him to the realm of gods later, so that he may live forever and be loved day and night.

Liu Erlong stubbornly persisted.

Her soul power was exhausted, and even cultivation could not keep up with the body's consumption. Now she could be said to be relying entirely on her powerful physical body at the Soul Saint level to barely hold on.

In the past few days, Liu Erlong had made several attempts to get close to Meng Bei, but she would instantly come to her senses and give up when she got close.

Meng Bei watched quietly from the side.

He knew very well that if he forcibly pulled Liu Erlong into his arms at this moment, she would most likely not resist, but would instead go along with it...

However, that would not meet Meng Bei's expectations.

What he wanted to do was to completely shatter Liu Erlong's self-esteem in front of him; simply put, he wanted to make Liu Erlong submit to him willingly.

Therefore, he was patient.

It's like training a hawk, but he's training a dragon now.

Several more days passed.

Finally, Liu Erlong could barely hold on any longer.

The intense cold nearly made her faint; her consciousness blurred and her breathing became weak.

Finally, her consciousness began to crumble, and her body involuntarily leaned against Meng Bei.

At this moment, Liu Erlong's consciousness was in a state between sleep and wakefulness.

She seemed to know what she was doing, but wanted to stop herself and couldn't.

With her eyes closed, her body uncontrollably pressed against Meng Bei's chest. Warm heat rushed towards her, and she greedily claimed it all for herself. But that wasn't enough; Liu Erlong tore apart all the clothes that were blocking the heat, wanting to possess this precious source of warmth all to herself.

(End of this chapter)