At the same time, my wife is myself.

Some people are completely unable to tolerate the existence of another version of themselves, such as Mebius's memory attempting to kill the original.

Upon hearing Qianyuan list the other two possibilities, Nian fell into deep thought:

"The second plan does indeed carry risks that we cannot accept. The second son tried it once and lost the third son, which is the one who started to recover at the age of 18."

"As for the third one..."

Nian opened his fiery red folding fan, covering half of his face. "It's a bit like treating people as objects. Not to mention that some of my kind-hearted brothers and sisters can't get past this hurdle, if the copied fragments can really awaken Sui, then not only will the Great Yan be determined to fight us to the death, but who can say for sure whether Sui can devour the original of us?"

"The first two may have a chance of success, but let's forget about the third plan."

Her fiery dragon eyes stared at Qian Yuan: "But to be able to use these techniques and be confident in killing Sui, Kal'tsit has really introduced me to an extraordinary person."

Nian closed the folding fan in his hand: "I'm already very satisfied to see any hope of survival. So tell me, what do you want me to do that you specifically came to me for? I don't think you need me to fight for you. Perhaps you want me to forge some kind of weapon for you?"

She wields the power of "form," using forging as her means of expression, and possesses extremely advanced forging skills.

"I want your blood."

Qianyuan gestured to Vishdel, "She possesses the bloodline of the Balrog and has awakened the Originium Arts of fire. I plan to gather genes with powerful fire abilities and perform a fire-attribute Chimera Surgery on her to increase her strength."

"It seems you two are very close."

With her sharp eyes, she could see the relationship between the two. She gave a mischievous smile and said, "But my body temperature is 1,400 degrees Celsius. If she really obtains this power, are you sure you're okay with it?"

"No problem at all."

"real or fake?"

Qian Yuan's answer filled Nian with awe. He truly deserved to be called a strong person who dared to challenge Nian.

I had no idea that Qianyuan would be syncing with Vishdel, and everyone would be at 1400 degrees.

Qian Yuanchong raised an eyebrow: "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Although he can't take it now, he doesn't know what the future holds.

Nian was defeated under Qianyuan's gaze; she dared not gamble.

She was also surprised that Vishdel didn't react at all to her words, and his gaze towards her was rather subtle.

She didn't know that Vishdel only had one standard: don't sleep with Theresa!

In order to extract Nian's blood, Qian Yuan discarded many containers, and finally used the Soul Steel Creation Belt to turn it into a syringe to successfully draw and store the blood.

This is the true value of 1400 degrees.

"By the way, I'm also very interested in the old Celestial Master's blood, but unfortunately I don't know her and can't make any contact with her."

Qianyuan said to Nian, "As a fragment of the divine beast of the Great Yan, you helped them build so many things. Could you ask the Old Master to draw a vial of blood for me?"

"You're really rude."

Nian accepted the task, and Qianyuan's promise gave her hope in the face of age; helping out was nothing.

After leaving, she found Kal'tsit, wanting to learn more about Chiyori.

After hearing about Nian's plan, Kal'tsit remained very calm: "Theoretically, he could indeed possess these technologies, but I don't know the exact extent of his control."

Nian was genuinely surprised: "Who exactly is he?"

Kal'tsit shook her head. Qian Yuan didn't give any indication; she didn't dare reveal Qian Yuan's identity without his permission, even though he seemed indifferent.

She cautioned, "He would never lie to you, but he doesn't seem to care about anything on Terra. He might leave anytime and never come back."

"You're making him sound like an alien."

She grumbled, realizing what Kal'tsit meant: "To deepen his connection with Terra and make him feel attached, I don't know what he likes."

Kal'tsit stared intently at Nian, who finally realized what she meant: "Are you talking about me? Why don't you go for it? My body temperature is a whopping 1400 degrees!"

Kal'tsit regretfully withdrew her gaze. Thinking about it, it made sense; the human body wasn't very strong. For example, the Doctor's fingers certainly couldn't withstand 1400 degrees Celsius.

"Beauty is fleeting, that's not what I meant."

Nian tapped Kal'tsit's cat ears with his fan: "Really? I don't believe it."

She picked up the teacup on the table and gulped it down, then heard Kal'tsit continue:

"If you want to keep his heart, you should at least have a child."

puff--

Nian sprayed tea from his mouth at Kal'tsit, who had anticipated this and dodged it. However, Nian suddenly shook his head, so fast that Kal'tsit couldn't react in time and was still drenched all over, with a few tea leaves still stuck to his cat ears.

"A 18-year-old fragment can't have children, so you go and have one with him yourself."

Kal'tsit said slowly, "I didn't tell you to have a baby, I was just making a suggestion. He might not even like your type."

“I just feel that if he had a child with the fragment of the 12-year-old, he would definitely devote himself to dealing with the 12-year-old.”

Kal'tsit stood up and left: "Now that we've said our piece, it's up to you what you do."

"where are you going?"

"Two red dragons from Tara have come over, wanting to pay homage to the Regent of Ursus, but I think their real purpose is Qianyuan. I'll go over and see what's going on."

Upon hearing Qianyuan's name, Nian immediately followed: "I'll go with you."

…………

Abrahma traveled to Ursus and visited Talulah under the guise of being a fellow red dragon.

After a private conversation in the room, Abrahana felt something was off.

Why does this person seem so dazed? There's no trace of the ruthless methods he used to display; it's as if he's a completely different person.

This further convinced Abrahma of her deduction that Talulah was merely a puppet, a pawn, and that someone else was truly manipulating the Reunion Movement from behind the scenes.

She was increasingly looking forward to meeting Qianyuan.

Qianyuan sat upright in the main hall of the castle, which originally belonged to a duke of Ursus. However, the duke and his entire family had been sent to the previous civilization by Qianyuan, and he reluctantly accepted the duke's inheritance, as well as his bear-eared maid troupe.

Abrahma bowed to Chiyuki, then quickly glanced at the people around her. She saw that Chiyuki was holding an unfamiliar Sarkaz in her arms, and Talulah looked at her as if it were perfectly normal. No one from the Reunion Movement expressed any dissatisfaction.

She had formed a preliminary judgment in her mind.

It was Chiyana, not Talulah, who sat in the main seat, and no one objected. It seems that everyone in the Reunion Movement knows who the real person in power is.

Perhaps feeling that Talulah's actions were too slow, he took the initiative to expand the gains.

Abrahana is now 90% certain that Chiyuki is the mastermind behind Reunion. If she were just a pawn, why would she so naturally occupy the main position and be hugging and cuddling with other women, while Talulah seems like a mere passerby?

Indeed, Talulah is like a man, how can she compare to the Sarkaz's allure?

Abrahman was greatly encouraged by her plan.

Although she can't match Talulah in strength, she's absolutely superior in terms of femininity!

Her voice was soft and charming, yet it made one feel hot and bothered: "Lord Qianyuan, your heroic figure on the battlefield is truly captivating. My sister and I are both impressed by your heroic bearing and hope to serve under your command."

Vishdale's expression was strange. She leaned against Qianyuan's chest and communicated telepathically: "Why is this woman throwing herself at you like that? You're quite charming."

Qianyuan replied, "She definitely wants me to help her seize the throne of Victoria. She is also a red dragon and has the right to inherit it."

Vishdale's tail gently nudged his lower back; she found these little gestures in public quite exciting.

"Would you help her?"

"It depends on her offer; I'm not going to let myself get away with this for free."

While chatting internally with Vishdel, Qianyuan said, "Serve me? You'll do whatever I say?"

Abrahana bowed her head: "I believe you will lead us to a brighter future."

That evening, Qianyuan was reading the letter Theresis had sent in his room when Vishdel sat on him and launched into a tirade against Theresis:

"That bastard, I'll blow him up one of these days. He wants to cooperate with me? He can go drink my foot bath water!"

Qianyuan pinched her black-stockinged little foot: "I disagree. What kind of class do you have, eating the same foot as me?"

Vishdel's slender tail wrapped around Chiyuki's arm, and her elastic hips pressed back.

Just as the two were about to take things further, Qianyuan heard footsteps outside.

Abrahana knocked on the door: "Lady Sengen, are you free right now?"

"Come in."

After receiving Qianyuan's response, Abrahana walked in. Unlike her solemn clothes during the day, she was now wearing a purple evening gown, revealing a large expanse of fair skin, a firm bust, a slender waist, and round, long, shapely legs below her pert buttocks.

She wore high heels, and the dragon tail swayed behind her, which, combined with the allure on her face, was very captivating.

Her sister dressed similarly to her, and the two sisters' joint appearance amplified the allure.

"Damn, they came to your room dressed like that in the middle of the night, are they trying to climb into your bed?"

Vishdale complained to Qianyuan through physical contact.

"It's like sending a cannon from a thousand miles away."

"Hard to say."

Qianyuan patted her arm, "I reckon she's going to make some demands."

Upon discovering that it was Vishdel in Chiyana's room instead of Talulah, Abrahina understood and became certain of her guess.

She smiled charmingly: "Lafsini and I visited His Highness the Regent late at night without prior notice. I hope the Regent will forgive us."

Qianyuan waved her hand: "The regent of Ursus is Talulah, you've mistaken me for someone else."

Abrahana laughed and said, "Everyone knows who really holds the power."

Qianyuan patted Vishdel's leg: "I'm not kidding you."

Abrahana was taken aback. Just when she thought she had guessed wrong, she heard Qianyuan say, "I'm too lazy to do all that nonsense, and I don't care about your plans, so I'll just tell you directly."

I am indeed very interested in power, but not in governing a country. I don't want any of the responsibilities that come with power. Therefore, I am willing to relinquish some of my power. Talulah is the regent; she is not my puppet.

"The same applies to taking over Victoria in the future. Apart from the resources I need, the operation of the country and the exercise of power will all be handed over to her."

Abrahina's eyes lit up at these words. Yes, yes, this is exactly what I want!

She hadn't expected Qianyuan to relinquish power so completely. If she could win him over, Abrahana would gain far more than she had originally imagined!

This is an exceptionally high-quality stock; buying it is a sure way to make money!

If, just if.

Even if she can't win over Victoria, Ursus is great too. Victoria was originally ruled by the Red Dragons, but later the Lions came and, because they were so strong, they also became royalty and could share the throne.

With Qian Yuan's support, there wouldn't be much resistance for her to become the Empress of Ursus.

As for Vishdel, to be honest, Abrahana didn't consider her a competitor at all, because she was a Sarkaz.

No country could accept Sarkaz as its emperor, and even Sarkaz himself discriminated against demon lords who were not from the Ten Royal Courts.

Abrahana looked at Qianyuan as if he were a huge treasure, and she couldn't wait to dig him out immediately.

Vishdale clicked his tongue in amazement: "Look at her, she looks like she wants to devour you alive."

Qian Yuan feigned helplessness: "That's just how charm is, there's nothing I can do about it."

Abrahana's voice was even more seductive: "So you are such a benevolent king. I am so glad to be your subject."

She leaned closer, and a rich fragrance wafted over her, allowing Qianyuan to take in the beautiful scenery.

"You have other things to do, right?"

Abrahana gently embraced Chiyuki, the softness of her cheeks fading in an instant. "I wish you a pleasant evening."

As she left the room, Raphsini, who had been following behind her, asked with some confusion, "Sister, you're just leaving like that?"

Abrahana glanced at her and chuckled, "What do you think? Staying tonight? Although my intentions are clear, and he knows they are, such a forceful attempt to throw yourself into his arms would only seem cheap. At least we should create a suitable atmosphere."

"Besides, you don't need to serve him with me."

Abrahana changed her mind. "After all, what you can't have is the best. I can't wait that long, but you have to keep it so that he'll feel itchy."

Having a twin sister makes the twin sister seem even more precious and alluring.

"Oh."

Lavshini was unaware of her sister's scheme and simply obeyed her orders.

After the red dragon sisters left, Vishdel locked the door and straddled Qianyuan: "You're happy that the twin beauties threw themselves into your arms, aren't you?"

Qian Yuan shrugged: "Would you believe me if I said I was unhappy?"