Supreme Dragon Seal

Huo Siqin’s snow-white teeth bit her lower lip, twisting her slender waist that barely fit in her grip. She sat plumply on Qi Bei’s lap.

Qi Bei immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his lower body reacted like a soldier receiving a command, standing at attention. He forced a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth. If this had happened a few days ago, he would have readily devoured this little lamb delivered to his doorstep. But now, the extreme yang energy in his body was at a critical point, and it wouldn’t be good to ignite it further.

Moreover, if he was going to indulge his desires, it had to be Feng Ruoyu, the supreme Yin physique. The young girl had already blossomed into a beautiful figure, ripe for plucking, right?

Qi Bei was stirred up by Huo Siqin and began to feel restless. However, although he had heard Feng Ruoyu express her willingness to marry him in the carriage earlier, he couldn’t just take her body rashly. She probably wouldn’t accept it either.

So, with great determination, Qi Bei lifted Huo Siqin and placed her on the bed, covering her delicate body with a blanket.

Huo Siqin looked at Qi Bei with a desolate expression, her eyes filled with misty tears. Did he not want her anymore?

Observing her expression, Qi Bei realized that his actions had wounded the girl’s heart.

“Don’t overthink it; it’s just that it’s not convenient for me this time,” Qi Bei stroked her hair and said.

Huh? Could it be that men also have a few days each month? Huo Siqin opened her mouth in surprise, looking incredibly adorable.

Qi Bei didn’t bother explaining. Instead, he took out a spatial ring, took her small hand, and placed it on her ring finger.

Huo Siqin’s face lit up with joy. A ring like this was his promise, even though its design was ordinary and dull, looking like a cheap piece of junk with a few copper coins from a roadside stall. But as long as it was given by Qi Bei, even if it were made of randomly woven grass, she would be incredibly excited.

“This is a spatial ring. Inside, there’s a Life Heart, several magic spells, and the soul book of a Saint Mage,” Qi Bei explained.

Huo Siqin’s mouth formed an ‘o’ shape once again. This was a spatial ring, a spatial ring! Even the head of the Huo family had only seen and touched one but had never possessed such a thing. What made her even more incredulous was the mention of the Soul Book of a Saint Mage.

Saint Mage, what a remarkable existence. This soul book was probably priceless in the entire Falling Sunset Kingdom.

“The Life Heart is the crystallization of the power of the Goddess of Life. Keep it close to you every time you practice, and remember, never speak of it to anyone, or it will bring deadly consequences,” Qi Bei solemnly said.

Huo Siqin was completely stunned, petrified. At first, she had no idea what the Life Heart was, but hearing Qi Bei’s words that it was the crystallization of the power of the Goddess of Life, her mind couldn’t process it.

“Practice well, you will succeed,” Qi Bei said, then disappeared into the tent with a flash.

It took Huo Siqin a long time to snap out of her daze. She had thought she was dreaming at first, but the spatial ring on her finger and its contents made her realize that all of this was real.

So she clenched her fist, took a deep breath, and took out the Life Heart from the spatial ring, keeping it close to her. She put on her magic robe and sat cross-legged to begin her training.

In the Golden Leaf Imperial City, although the 800th Year Grand Anniversary was still some time away, the peripheral members of the Nord family had already arrived. The entire city was filled with an unusual atmosphere.

Kurt Nord’s spirit had improved significantly, and his hunched back had straightened. His dim eyes became vibrant, as if he had rejuvenated overnight.

“Xiaosan, how has this old man treated you?” Kurt Nord asked the black-robed man in front of him. ((TL: Xiaosan = Little three))

“Master has treated Xiaosan with utmost kindness,” the man replied in a hoarse voice.

“Then do me a favor, as repayment for this kindness,” Kurt Nord said.

The black-robed man trembled slightly and lowered his head.

“Take care of it yourself,” Kurt Nord suddenly raised the cane in his hand and pointed it at Xiaosan.

“Master knew it was me all along?” Xiaosan whispered.

Just as Kurt Nord was about to speak, Xiaosan suddenly made a move, and a cold light shot directly at his neck.

But just as the move was made, Xiaosan stiffened, and his entire body began to crack with dense fissures, with black flames burning within the cracks.

“No, it’s impossible. The curse on me has already been lifted…” Xiaosan exclaimed in terror.

A flash of sharpness appeared in Kurt’s eyes as he turned his body. And then, the black flames suddenly surged three feet high. Xiaosan’s entire body was instantly incinerated into mist, leaving nothing behind.

“Han Mo, have you also sensed the danger, haha,” Kurt Nord laughed to himself, his laughter sounding extremely eerie.

On this day, three carriages from the Sunset Royal Academy left the territory of the Falling Sunset Kingdom. As long as they passed through the divine barrier in the forest ahead, they would reach the territory of the Goths.

This divine barrier was left behind from the war of god hundred thousand years ago, allowing passage from this side but not entry from the other side. That was why the Goths did not attack the Falling Sunset Kingdom.

Looking at the dark forest ahead, Dean Mo’s expression suddenly became somewhat melancholic.

Qi Bei jumped out of the carriage and stood beside Dean Mo, both staring at the pitch-black forest. The dragon seal on his left palm felt slightly hot, and the golden flame-like energy flow at the tail of the dragon’s image was restless.

“Aren’t we going in now?” Qi Bei asked.

“You go in and explore the way. We’ll wait for you here,” Dean Mo said, staring at him.

Qi Bei frowned. He led the exchange group around and entered from here mainly because of himself. This forest seemed somewhat unusual to him.

“To enter or not is up to you,” Dean Mo said calmly.

“Although I really dislike your tone, I do need to go in for a bit,” Qi Bei said, sensing the restlessness of the golden energy flow in his palm and pursing his lips.

With a tap of his foot, he flew towards the dark mountains and forests.

“Dean, why is Shi Liumang going in? Isn’t he coming with us?” Feng Ruoyu asked as she approached.

“He has some personal matters. We’ll pass through the divine barrier from the other end,” Dean Mo said, contradicting his earlier statement. Once Qi Bei entered the forest, he had no intention of waiting for him and planned to lead the group of students through from the other side.

Since Dean Mo had spoken, Feng Ruoyu naturally refrained from asking further. Although she had occasionally chatted with Shi Liumang in the past few days, they didn’t have a deep relationship, so she didn’t care about his well-being.

As soon as Qi Bei entered the dark forest, he felt a familiar aura calling out to him, specifically, the golden energy flow in the palm of his hand.

Following his senses, Qi Bei headed deeper into the forest.

After a while, he came to a halt. Towering ancient trees surrounded him, creating an eerily quiet atmosphere.

In front of him, there stood an extremely ancient stone stele with no inscriptions. At this moment, the golden energy flow in his palm had quieted down.

“Is this the thing?” Qi Bei stepped closer to the stele, extending his left hand to touch it.

Just as his palm was about to make contact with the stele, suddenly, his black longsword emitted a sharp clang.

Qi Bei froze and retracted his hand because he felt the black longsword warning him.

At that moment, the inscribed-less stele emitted faint golden rays, and the center of the stele began to distort. Qi Bei took a few steps back, remaining vigilant as he watched the stele.

Before long, he noticed that the distorted part of the stele started taking the shape of a human face.

As the face took form, Qi Bei’s pupils contracted, and his face filled with astonishment because the shape of that face resembled his biological mother in this life.

“Child, come quickly, come to your mother,” the beautiful woman formed on the stone stele gently parted her red lips, and her soft voice resounded in his mind.

Qi Bei involuntarily took a step forward, the golden energy flow in his palm was violently fluctuating, seemingly drawn towards the stele.

“Who are you?” Qi Bei forcibly suppressed the almost uncontrollable urge to move forward and spoke in a low voice.

“I am your mother, Lilith. Child, haven’t you felt the deep resonance in your soul? Because within you, you inherit my bloodline,” the woman spoke softly, and tears shimmered in her beautiful eyes.

Mother! Qi Bei’s heart was struck in that tender place, and the attraction in his bloodline, the resonance in his soul, was undeniably real.

He walked forward, slowly extending his hand, wanting to touch that face that only appeared in his dreams.

“Zzz…,” at that moment, the black longsword trembled once again, its vibrations more intense and frequent than ever before.

“Child, my child, come quickly…” Lilith called out.

Qi Bei’s hand stopped once again, and he asked with doubt, “My mother is already dead, if you are truly her, why would you appear here?”

“Silly child, I have indeed passed away. This is just a remnant of my soul attached to this place, and my remnant soul is about to dissipate. After persisting for so many years, I only wanted to see you once, to witness my bloodline living safely in this world, and then I would have no regrets,” Lilith said, looking at Qi Bei.

Qi Bei’s eyes stared into the eyes of the beautiful face on the stele, and suddenly, he smiled. The black longsword in his hand swiftly pierced the center of the distorted face on the stele.

The black radiance flickered within the longsword, and the face immediately contorted.

“Child, you…”

Qi Bei burst into laughter, feeling relieved. “Stop pretending. Your gaze is tender, tender in a way that intoxicates people, but it resembles the tenderness between lovers, not that of a mother’s love. You are not my mother Lilith.”

At that moment, the twisted and distorted face let out a piercing laughter, and then it spoke, “You are clever, but since you’ve come, do you think you can escape? I have been waiting for this day for far too long.”

The face suddenly transformed into a rapidly rotating vortex, emitting a tremendous suction force, instantly pulling Qi Bei and his sword into its depths.

Soon after, the entire stone stele returned to its original state, as if nothing had ever happened.