Supreme Dragon Seal

Murong Xingchen pursed her lips and stared at Qi Bei quietly.

“Open your mouth, or else…” Qi Bei’s gaze became more and more domineering, and he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips lightly.

Muran Xingchen suddenly became a little flustered, and the kiss that had left her feeling numb and powerless that day flashed through her mind. She glared at Qi Bei, biting into the fruit with her pink lips.

The sweet juice of the fruit slid down her throat, warm and comforting, and it warmed her from her mouth to her heart.

Qi Bei smiled and lightly touched her smooth and delicate face with his finger. The strong poison was neutralized by the aura that surged from his Dragon Seal.

Muran Xingchen’s gaze became slightly blurry, and she could feel the tenderness in Qi Bei’s actions, something she had never felt before.

Qi Bei’s fingers hooked onto her headscarf and gently pulled it down. Strands of silver-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

“Moon Elf!” Qi Bei was stunned as he looked at Muran Xingchen’s two pointed, pink ears with the elf markings emitting a faint silver light.

The Moon Elves were the royal family of the elf clan, with an unparalleled status. How could it be…

Thinking of Muran Xingchen’s poisonous body, Qi Bei’s eyes flashed with a dark light. Was the race which was known for its kind and peace-loving nature also so narrow-minded? Could they not tolerate any flaws in their own kind?

Muran Xingchen picked up her headscarf and covered her hair again, also pulling up her veil. She spoke softly, “I’m leaving. I hope that one day, West Spirit City will really no longer have hunger and poverty.”

Without waiting for Qi Bei’s response, her figure distorted and disappeared, leaving only a trail of afterimages before she was gone outside the door.

Qi Bei touched his nose. “Am I that scary? She had to use space magic teleportation to leave. Do I look like I would eat her?”

………

The changes in West Spirit City were obvious. There were hardly any more fights in the city, and even if there were disputes that had to be settled by force, they were taken outside the city to fight to the death.

In addition, the construction of the impoverished areas in the city was in full swing, with rows of square brick buildings rising up. It was said that these were all private buildings funded by the City Lord himself, providing shelter for the impoverished and homeless.

Although West Spirit City exempted trade taxes, the number of gold coins flowing into Qi Bei’s hands every day reached millions, and in just over ten days, he had accumulated hundreds of millions in assets.

But Qi Bei’s expenses were not small either. Just building the slums alone required a huge sum of money, and he had recruited tens of thousands of soldiers. Wasn’t money required to feed and take care of them?

Qi Bei sat cross-legged on the ground, facing Huan Ying wearing only indecent clothes. Both of them were covered in golden mist.

With a “pu” sound, Huan Ying’s body trembled, and a mouthful of pitch-black blood spurted out, while her body was covered in sweat.

Qi Bei slowly exhaled a breath, catching the limp Huan Ying and letting her lean against his chest.

The tenth meridian was finally unblocked, and with only two more to go, Huan Ying should be fine by then.

Huan Ying slowly opened her eyes, and two strange and eerie green lights flashed in her beautiful eyes before disappearing without a trace.

“Young master, I feel like I had a dream,” she whispered.

“What kind of dream?” Qi Bei asked, but his gaze was fixed on the high bulge under her indecent clothes.

“I don’t remember,” Huan Ying wrinkled her eyebrows. The dream was chaotic, and she only remembered a pair of green eyes watching her.

Qi Bei smiled and pinched her small nose. No wonder she said she felt like she had a dream instead of saying she had a dream.

“I feel much lighter and more agile. It’s like the wind is carrying my whole body,” Huan Ying exclaimed happily.

“Hehe, it won’t be long, maybe eight or ten days at most, and your body will fully recover,” Qi Bei laughed. With every meridian unblocked, he felt the increasingly powerful and mysterious force inside her body. Once all the meridians were unblocked, this force would awaken completely. He wondered what kind of surprise it would bring him.

“Really?” Huan Ying jumped up excitedly.

This jump surprised Qi Bei. How could she move so fast? With just a flash, her shadow had not yet disappeared, and she had already jumped down the bed.

Huan Ying was clearly also surprised by her own speed and couldn’t make sense of it.

“Young master, how did I get down just now?” she asked Qi Bei.

“You jumped down,” Qi Bei replied.

Huan Ying stood on tiptoe and jumped again, but she didn’t have the same speed as before. However, the two bulges on her chest were bouncing up and down, as if they were going to burst out of her clothes.

“Why don’t I feel that way anymore?” She muttered while continuing to bounce around.

The waves were surging, especially when that pair of treasures jumped up, and most of the creamy soft flesh squeezed out from under the obscene clothing, shaking in front of the eyes.

Qi Bei became hard, and a flame burned in his lower abdomen.

“Stop jumping, or you’ll be responsible for the consequences.” Qi Bei gritted his teeth. This girl, was there anyone so shameless? She was bullying him because he couldn’t do anything to her right now.

Huan Ying stopped and looked at Qi Bei with a flushed face, and when she saw the bulge in his pants, her gaze was like being struck by lightning, and she quickly lowered her head to avoid looking at him.

“Come here,” Qi Bei’s voice became husky and deep.

Huan Ying obediently climbed onto the bed and sat beside Qi Bei, her heart beating like a drum. She had already made up her mind to give Qi Bei her all, and she didn’t resist it at all. Every time he helped her clear her meridians, she thought that Qi Bei would do something.

Qi Bei hugged Huan Ying and pressed his lower body against her plump buttocks.

“Young… young master…” Huan Ying grabbed Qi Bei’s clothes, her body tingling from the heat of his shaft.

Qi Bei fiercely kissed Huan Ying’s soft and tender lips, his hand reaching up to grab and knead her slippery and soft jade breasts, squeezing them hard a few times. Then he jumped up in a hurry and rushed out like the wind. 

He almost lost control!

He ran out of the backyard, and suddenly a figure rushed out from the diagonal corner.

Qi Bei quickly tried to stop, but the figure collided with him, screamed and fell backward.

Qi Bei reached out and caught the person’s slender waist, and when he looked, he found that it was Du Shou’s sister Du Ling.

“Are you okay?” Qi Bei asked.

“I’m…hmph, pervert!” Du Ling was about to answer, but she caught a glimpse of Qi Bei’s still bulging pants, and her pretty face turned red. She snorted and pushed Qi Bei’s hand away.

Qi Bei touched his nose. He was a pervert, but she was blushing.

Qi Bei arrived at the Black Armored Army camp stationed at the City Lord’s mansion and saw the Black-Armored soldiers on duty conducting routine exercises. Although their numbers were small, their killing intent was palpable.

Qi Bei nodded in satisfaction, but when he turned his head, he saw Du Shou over there holding a broom, sweeping and watching the army drills while gesturing from time to time.

If this guy were to be trained a bit, he would be good material! Qi Bei thought to himself.