We traveled through time together, but I'm the only dragon? The others are all beautiful girls?

Upon hearing this, Paimon broke free from the drowsiness that had arisen shortly after Zhongli's "hypnotic" teaching.

"【The Sage Dragon】! Paimon is very curious too!"

"..."

Akalion glanced at Luminous, then let out a long sigh.

"Okay, I'll transform!"

In an instant, invisible and intangible energy began to surge wildly around his body.

In the spot, a handsome young man with the face of Liyue appeared, naked with a pair of purple and white dragon horns on his head and a powerful dragon tail trailing behind him.

"Eh!!!!!!!!!!" Paimon covered her eyes tightly with both hands, but through the gaps between her fingers, she managed to see a sight she shouldn't have. Looking at Akalion's current appearance, her cheeks flushed red as she shouted, "You, you, why aren't you wearing any clothes!!!!"

"!"

Ying's gaze, however, was already fixed on the lower body.

Surprisingly... there's only one giant thing left!

Why? !

The dragon's horns and tail are still there.

How could this be? The two most important ones are missing!

She'll definitely ask about it properly in private later.

"This ability... I just don't have it—" Akalion blurted out, only to realize his voice sounded off. And besides, how come he couldn't even reach the height of the teacup he'd just been drinking from!

"Is this a side effect of immortal power prematurely activating bodily functions?"

"Celestial power wouldn't have that effect."

Zhongli shook his head. The immortal power had only awakened Akalion's bodily functions; it was not the application of immortal power.

"How long have you been born? Don't calculate the time you were in the egg."

“...Three months.” Akalion pondered carefully for a moment before answering precisely, “Including today, that’s a lot, seven hours, a quarter of an hour.”

Three months!?

Paimon stared at Ying in shock—she was married to a three-month-old dragon?!

"Luminous, you and Akalion are joking, right?"

"Hey!"

Ying stuck out her tongue cutely, without giving a direct answer to the question.

"You can't just apply human rules to dragons."

"No, even dragons are protected by Liyue's laws."

Zhongli thought of his friend, and then he used his divine power to create a magnificent robe full of celestial style for Akalion, who was completely at ease and did not feel that there was anything wrong with him going out naked.

"It's best to take off this celestial attire before you return to your original form."

"Although it can be restored with immortal power, the [cave world] contained within it will be completely destroyed once it is completely damaged."

"[Cave Heaven]!"

Having obtained what he had always dreamed of, Akalion immediately rushed to Zhongli and knelt down on the ground.

"Master! Do you need another adopted son?!"

"I want to take care of you in your old age and see you to your death!"

Seeing Akalion's pathetic state, Ying sighed silently in her heart.

The next moment, she also tumbled and knelt down on the ground.

"Master!! I want these immortal robes too!"

Paimon, on the other hand, was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet.

She couldn't possibly ask Zhongli for any gifts. But thinking about it for a moment, if Ying had one, wouldn't that mean she had one too?

With this in mind, Paimon calmed down and joined Luminous's side.

“That’s right! Zhongli! As Akalion and Ying’s master, you can’t show favoritism!”

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Volume 1 Snowfield Dragon Lord: Chapter 81. Cave Heaven - Universe in the Sleeve

The grotto-heaven inside the simple yet magnificent robe that Zhongli gifted to Akalion was located within the wide sleeves. It could be physically accessed or accessed through consciousness.

The cave is extremely vast, about one-tenth the size of the Jade Wilderness, roughly fifty to sixty thousand square kilometers.

The sky is 6,000 kilometers high, and the earth is 4,000 kilometers thick. Within it, mountains and rivers stretch endlessly, rivers flow swiftly, vegetation flourishes, and flowers bloom in abundance.

The golden crow and the jade rabbit alternate here, wind, snow, thunder and rain take turns here, and there is even a small but complete azure ocean.

Both the Cave Heaven and the Dust Song Pot possess tokens for inviting outsiders, but neither has a spirit to help manage the Cave Heaven, nor can it adjust its interior furnishings as freely as the Dust Song Pot. However, its potential far surpasses that of the Dust Song Pot.

As Akalion's cultivation level continues to improve, this grotto-heaven may one day truly transform into an independent world. This can be considered Zhongli's expectation for the future.

Zhongli also presented Ying with a generous gift—the [Dust Song Pot]. Unlike the one given to True Lord Gechenlang City, this item was smaller, only half the size of her palm, but its internal space was much larger, about half the size of Akalion's cave. It could also be used as a throwing weapon.

When everything settled down, it was noon on the fourth day since Akalion came to this world. After inviting Master Zhongli to have lunch at the Liuli Pavilion, Ying insisted on quietly watching the sunset on the deserted Guyun Pavilion beach.

"Paimon, have you touched it enough?"

Akalion looked somewhat helplessly at Paimon, who had been perched on his head the whole time, carefully stroking his pair of purple and white dragon horns with an air of scholarly research.

Ever since he took human form, this little guy has developed an unusually strong interest in his horns.

"Huh? Mingying touched it for much longer than I did, why didn't you say anything to her, Akalion?"

Paimon stretched out his little finger and pointed to the other dragon horn that was being mischievously rubbed up and down by Ying's right hand, his face showing an obvious sense of grievance.

A complex and indescribable emotion welled up in Akalion's heart. Paimon's touch on his dragon horns felt like being licked by two affectionate kittens with their pink tongues—a sensation that was both tingling and...dangerous.

"because--"

“I am his wife, so of course I can touch him for as long as I want.”

Ying and Akalion spoke in unison. The former, with an air of self-assurance, declared her sovereignty.

The latter, however, gave his evaluation in an awkward tone.

"Your methods are too erotic."

"Sex? How could that be? Paimon clearly copied Ying's technique!"

Paimon felt even more aggrieved, and she even glared at Ying, who was looking completely calm, with a hint of resentment.

"Um, Paimon, have you considered that your hands are actually quite small compared to mine?" Ying stopped what she was doing, stepped forward, and gently stroked Paimon's aggrieved head, her tone carrying a hint of suppressed laughter.

"?"

Paimon looked at Ying's fair and slender hand, then looked down at his own small, childlike hand.

She seemed to understand something, yet she also seemed to understand nothing at all.

So, pretending nothing had happened, she landed back on Akalion's head and continued her unfinished "research".

"Paimon doesn't know anything!"

Akalion could clearly feel that Ying's restless hand had already slipped into his robes through the gaps, and her cool fingertips were gently and slowly tracing circles on his chest with a hint of teasing.

This stirred a few ripples in his heart once more, and even Ying's already fair face began to blush slightly.

He paused for a moment and then said:

"...Alright, Ying, we should go deal with the demon god remnants and other issues in Qiongjiye."

Ying's movements froze for a moment because of these words. However, the next moment her hand continued its dangerous downward exploration.

"Can't we just sit here for a while and watch the sunset over the sea?"

"I'm not sure if I can wait until dusk. And are you waiting to watch the sunset?" Akalion stared at Ying, his dragon eyes, which should have been majestic, now becoming somewhat sharp due to the rising desire within them.

"Can't I touch it?!"

Faced with this oppressive gaze, Ying, just like Paimon before her, revealed an extremely aggrieved expression, and even glistening tears welled up in her golden eyes.

Like master, like pet; a hint of amusement and helplessness flashed through Akalion's mind. This appearance was exactly like Paimon's—no, it should be said that Paimon had copied her style.

"It's not impossible."

Akalion had no resistance to Luminous's touch.

He glanced at Paimon, who was watching all this with curiosity, and could only helplessly remind him:

"Couldn't you be a little more mindful of the situation? Paimon is still here!"

As he spoke, he quickly reached out and grabbed Ying's delicate hand, which had already reached the dangerous forbidden zone and was about to touch the True Dragon Spear.

"And where are you touching?"

"Hmm~~ Paimon, do you think I'm doing something weird?"

After a dazzling smile appeared on Ying's face, enough to eclipse even the golden sun, she turned her teasing gaze toward Paimon, who was currently in a state of malfunction.

"..."

Although Paimon still didn't quite understand Ying's behavior, the instinctive sense of shame made her cheeks turn bright red uncontrollably.

"Ying, I think you're like this—"

"Ok!"

With just one look from Ying, Paimon obediently swallowed the rest of his words.

"No, it's not strange!"

Paimon shuddered at Ying's terrifying gaze.

The scene before her was far beyond the comprehension of her small mind; a kind of instinct stemming from the biological instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm was frantically sending out alarms to her.

"I... I just realized I didn't eat enough for lunch, and now I'm hungry. Paimon, I'm going to eat!"

With an almost tearful tone, she came up with a clumsy excuse that even she couldn't convince herself of, then transformed into a white streak of light and fled without looking back from the area that was about to become a forbidden battlefield.

This might be the fastest speed Paimon has ever achieved in his life.

Akalion remembers that Paimon never ran that fast in the game.

He looked at Ying, who seemed to be saying, "I'm going to start," and felt a mix of helplessness and excitement.

Volume 1 Snowfield Dragon Lord: Chapter 82. Return to the Dark Space (Part 1) [Revised - Now Behaved]

When Paimon's unique and lively aura disappeared from Ying's perception, like dandelion seeds scattered by the wind.

The atmosphere of this world for two, bathed in the golden-red glow of the setting sun, suddenly shifted dramatically, as if the entire world had been filtered through a pink lens.

A succubus-like smile appeared on Ying's face, and even her normally clear golden eyes seemed to be tinged with a rosy pink, with unformed hearts slowly swirling within them.

With a lunge forward, she used the dual elemental powers of wind and rock, displaying a powerful presence that seemed completely out of place for her petite frame, and instantly seized control of Akalion, who had instinctively sensed danger and was trying to flee.

"Don't run away, this is a great opportunity to do an experiment."

Ying's voice wasn't loud, but it had a sticky quality that seemed to melt one's bones completely.

Her golden eyes became so moist at that moment that it seemed as if tears were about to fall.

Seeing that Akalion's body was still offering a weak resistance, she immediately emphasized in a tone full of selfless holiness:

"This isn't for me, it's for all 'Blue Heirs'!"

Upon hearing this, Akalion's attitude immediately changed.

"Someone might come by at any time."

He gazed at the shimmering sea under the setting sun, where golden-red waves tirelessly lapped against the beach and the sea cliffs eroded by time, making a rushing sound as if urging something on.