Anime chat group: Second dimension heroines fight for me

Ye Chong remained silent for a moment.

The image of Qianyang's tearful eyes when she took off her mask, and the familiar, heart-fluttering aroma of the cooking, kept replaying in her mind.

"I have no idea…"

She whispered, "But the touch and the sound were so real."

"But Mom already..."

"..."

The three fell into silence.

Their mother has passed away; this is a fact they have all accepted.

But today's experience felt so real, so real that they couldn't tell if they were dreaming.

"But that Ling Qing..."

Asahime looked up, her small face full of confusion.

"Who exactly is he? How can he make Mom speak and let us see her?"

This question silenced all three sisters.

The power that defied common sense filled them with both gratitude and fear.

“I heard him talking to his mother about a deal.”

Ye Chong recalled Ling Qing's words in the living room, and his tone became serious.

"He said there would be a price to pay for his mother to stay, and it seemed like his mother agreed to something."

Yuuna sat up abruptly: "Price? What price? Won't it be bad for Mom?"

"do not know…"

Ye Chong sighed: "He seems mysterious and dangerous."

She recalled the possessiveness in Ling Qing's iridescent eyes when he looked at Qian Yang, and her heart tightened.

"Let's ask Mom tomorrow, we really need to figure this out."

The three sisters held each other's hands tightly in the darkness, their joy at having their mother back intertwined with their fear of the unknown forces, making the night seem exceptionally long.

……

at the same time.

In the study on the top floor of the villa.

Gan Shenqianyang was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the sleeping beach outside.

Her spirit glowed with a faint silver light under the moonlight, her face showing the excitement of reuniting with her daughters, as well as the uncertainty about the future.

"You're looking for me."

Ling Qing's voice came from behind, carrying the damp scent of someone who had just taken a shower.

He wore a silk robe, his black hair was slightly damp, and his iridescent pupils shone like jewels in the darkness.

Chiyo turned around, her fingers nervously twisting the cuffs of her shrine maiden outfit.

"Lord Lingqing, I want to know, what price do I need to pay to stay by my daughters' side forever?"

She had already mentally prepared herself when she heard the word "price" during the day.

She was willing to endure whatever it was.

Ling Qing walked up to her but did not answer directly.

Instead, he stretched out his hand and drew a golden rune in the air with his fingertips.

[Ding! You have selected a subgroup in the chat group and assigned it to the target: Gan Shen Qian Yang!]

There was a soft "hum" sound.

A virtual interface shimmering with light appeared before Qianyang.

The top of the chat was filled with countless avatars and chat logs—it was a trading chat group.

"This is…"

Qianyang stared at the interface in shock, and then a massive flow of information flooded into her mind.

Knowledge about the various worlds, the rules of the chat group, and Ling Qing's absolute power as the group owner all became clear at this moment.

She finally understood that the man in front of her could not only see through everything about her, but also control the passage connecting many worlds.

"Members of the chat group are all connected through transactions."

Ling Qing withdrew his hand, and the interface disappeared: "If you want to gain the power to remain in the mortal world, or even reshape your physical body, you need to trade with items that I approve of."

Qianyang's heart was pounding. What could she offer?

Divine power?

What is the shrine's belief system?

These things seem insignificant in the face of Ling Qing's absolute power.

So it seems that only…

"What...what can I trade?"

Ling Qing's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

He stepped forward, his warm breath brushing against Qianyang's ear.

"You only have one thing left to give up."

His gaze fell on the graceful curves outlined by her spirit.

"That is the right to use one's body."

Qianyang suddenly looked up, her amber eyes filled with shock and embarrassment.

Although she became a deity of the shrine after her death, she never had such intimate contact with a man.

Seeing Ling Qing and Mai together during the day had already unsettled her.

Facing such a demand at this moment made her almost want to run away immediately.

"I know this is sudden for you."

Ling Qing's voice had a soothing magic.

"But this is the simplest and fairest deal."

"You don't have to use this condition, as long as you can find something I'm more interested in."

He paused, looking at Qianyang's hesitant expression, and added, "Moreover, this can truly bring you back to life, so you are no longer an empty spirit."

"Don't you want to hug your daughters like a normal person does?"

The hug that Qianyang and her adopted daughters had not long ago could not feel each other's body temperature, so it could not even be called a hug.

“Hug…my daughters…”

Qianyang muttered to himself.

The warmth of Asahime rushing into her arms flashed through her mind—the touch she had longed for most since her death. (Money)

For this, it all seems worthwhile.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, only determination remained in her eyes.

"I...I promise you."

[Ding! Gan Shen Qianyang has initiated a trade request with you!]

[Transaction Details]: To allow her to exist in the world as a living being, and to allow her to embrace her daughter.

[Ding! Please select transaction terms!]

Ling Qing smiled with satisfaction.

It softens very quickly.

[Ding! Transaction initiated!]

[Trading Target]: Gan Shen Qian Yang

[Transaction Details]: To allow her to exist in the world as a living being, and to allow her to embrace her daughter.

[Transaction Terms]: One-time use right to the body

……

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The transaction has begun.

Ling Qing grasped Qian Yang's slightly cool hand.

"Wise choice."

"Then let's begin our transaction."

He led Qianyang toward the bathroom, where the sound of running water soon filled the air, and the rising steam blurred the glass door.

"I...I have no experience..."

Qianyang stood by the bathtub, her spirit body trembling slightly with tension.

"Should I take a shower first...?"

"Of course we have to go together."

Ling Qing's voice was tinged with laughter.

He reached out and took off his robe.

“That’s part of the deal.”

Qianyang's cheeks flushed instantly, and she turned her face away, not daring to look at Ling Qing's body.

But when Ling Qing pulled her into the warm water, water droplets slid across her skin, which was her spirit form.

She didn't know how to resist, so she could only close her eyes and let things unfold as they would.

……

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and shone onto the soft bed.

Gan Shenqianyang nestled in Ling Qing's arms, her spiritual body more solid than the previous night, her face flushed, and her brows exuding a mature feminine charm.

When she woke up, she saw Ling Qing looking at her with great interest.

"woke up?"

Ling Qing reached out and brushed the stray hairs from her forehead: "How are you feeling?"

Qianyang's cheeks flushed slightly. Recalling all that had happened, she instinctively tried to dodge, but Lingqing held her even tighter.

After the initial panic, Qianyang gradually calmed down, though she still couldn't hide her shyness.

"I...I feel...it's very real."

She whispered that she could indeed feel the warmth of Ling Qing's embrace and the presence of her own body.

This feeling was especially strong in previous experiences.

At that time, the flowing water gurgled like music, accompanied by breaths and the first soft murmur.

Ling Qing showed her through her actions that the so-called transaction of the right to use her body was not a humiliating possession, but a wonderful journey that allowed her to rediscover her existence.

As the spirit gradually solidifies during the process, it can even sense the moment of a heartbeat.