The brilliant, golden rays of the morning sun pierced through the heavy, frost-warded crystal windows of the master chamber, casting long, warm beams across the sprawling, opulent room. The air was still thick with the sweet, lingering musk of the previous forty-eight hours of absolute, unbridled debauchery. Yet, surprisingly, the massive silk-draped bed was not filled with comatose, exhausted women.
Because Zhang Tian possessed the profound, limitless vitality of the Life Spirit Core, he had continuously, generously flooded their meridians with pure Life Energy during their exhaustive, two-day marathon. This miraculous healing ensured that his beautiful women recovered rather quickly. Instead of being entirely bedridden and forced to rest for the entire day just to recover from being fucked so thoroughly, their bodies were completely refreshed, their skin glowing with a deeply satisfied, radiant vitality.
They were fully prepared to attend to him once more.
Zhang Tian sat comfortably on a plush, wide velvet sofa positioned near the center of the lounge area. His dark aristocratic robes were draped loosely over his heavily muscled frame. Resting perfectly, lovingly upon his lap was his beautiful wife, Zhu Zhuqing.
The atmosphere in the room was electric, primarily due to the entirely unique, breathtakingly sexy modern clothing that Zhang Tian had personally synthesized for them using his absolute mastery over the Blood Silver Grass. He had perfectly mimicked the textures of a world completely alien to the Douluo Continent, creating styles that the women simply considered to be another one of his eccentric, brilliant designs.
Zhu Zhuqing was a vision of athletic, youthful allure. She wore a tight, form-fitting crimson crop top that stopped just below her heavy breasts, putting her toned midriff and a scandalous amount of underboob on proud display. Paired with this were incredibly short, dark denim-textured shorts that hugged her curvy hips and showed off the entirety of her long, flawless, pale legs.
Sitting across from them, lounging on a matching settee, was Zhu Zhuyun. She had been styled in a highly provocative interpretation of official attire. She wore a crisp, white blouse that was unbuttoned dangerously low, revealing the deep, shadowed valley of her massive cleavage and a teasing strip of her midriff. Her lower half was encased in a very tight, black pencil skirt that rode high on her thighs, paired with sheer black stockings held up by visible lace garters. The outfit made her appear as an incredibly voluptuous, highly commanding woman who was simultaneously begging to be stripped.
To her right sat Zhu Wanyue, projecting the ultimate, intoxicating aura of a mature mother. Her dress was an extremely sexy, modern western ensemble tailored for a housewife with lethal curves. She wore a plunging, knotted halter top of deep violet that barely managed to contain the heavy, plush weight of her massive breasts. Below, she wore exceedingly tight, flexible black pants that clung to her wide hips like a second skin, perfectly outlining the massive, bouncy flare of her curvy buttocks and the soft swell of her thighs.
"You look exquisite today, Wife," Zhang Tian murmured, his hands resting naturally on Zhu Zhuqing's bare, toned thighs, his thumbs gently caressing the soft skin just below the hem of her shorts.
"Only because my husband has such impeccable taste," Zhu Zhuqing purred playfully, leaning back against his broad chest. She turned her head, capturing his lips in a slow, deeply romantic kiss, entirely unbothered by the hungry stares of her mother and elder sister sitting across from them. She was deliberately showing off her absolute claim over him, asserting her unshakeable position as the primary wife while simultaneously enjoying the deep, possessive warmth of his embrace.
Spread out on the low, crystal table between the sofas was a beautifully carved board game widely famous among the upper echelons of the Douluo Continent: Spirit Dominion. It was a complex, highly strategic game involving the maneuvering of sculpted spirit beast pieces across a map of territorial hexes to conquer an opponent's empire.
However, Zhang Tian had fundamentally altered the rules of engagement this morning to create an extremely erotic, highly entertaining play.
He was not playing as an unapproachable emperor; he was simply a player in the game, but he had established himself as the absolute beneficiary for any and all erotic punishments or rewards drawn from the newly customized 'Fate Deck' resting beside the board. Whoever drew a card, whether through the bitter failure of losing a spirit piece or the triumph of capturing a territory, had to follow the written instructions flawlessly.
"It is your move, Sister-in-Law," Zhang Tian reminded smoothly, his hand sliding up Zhu Zhuqing's midriff to softly cup her breast over the crimson crop top.
Zhu Zhuyun's eyes narrowed competitively. She leaned forward, the motion causing her massive breasts to strain against the buttons of her white blouse. She studied the board, her mind racing. She confidently moved her 'Shadow Panther' piece across three hexes, aiming to flank Zhang Tian's central formation.
"A bold strike, Brother-in-Law," Zhu Zhuyun challenged, a sultry, seductive smile playing on her lips. "But I believe I have cornered your vanguard."
Zhang Tian merely chuckled. He didn't even lean forward. He simply pointed a finger. "You overextended, Sister-in-Law. My 'Blood Vine Trap' was established two turns ago. Your panther is forfeit."
Zhu Zhuyun blinked, realizing her fatal miscalculation. She let out a soft, frustrated sigh, though her eyes gleamed with anticipated heat. She reached over to the Fate Deck and drew a punishment card.
She read the card aloud, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "The loser must approach the victor, strip away a single piece of upper clothing, and allow the victor to freely grope and suckle her breasts for two full minutes."
Zhu Zhuqing smirked from Zhang Tian's lap. "You heard the rules, Elder Sister. Pay your toll to my husband."
Zhu Zhuyun did not hesitate. She stood up, her tight skirt riding up her thighs, and walked over to Zhang Tian with a slow, exaggerated, swaying strut that highlighted her incredibly voluptuous curves. She stopped right beside his sofa. With deliberately slow fingers, she undid the remaining buttons of her white blouse, letting the fabric slide off her shoulders and pool at her wrists.
She was left wearing a sheer, black lace bra that was entirely inadequate for her size.
"I submit to my punishment, Brother-in-Law," Zhu Zhuyun whispered, dropping to her knees beside his legs. She leaned her upper body over his knee, pushing her massive, lace-covered breasts directly into his waiting hands.
Zhang Tian's icy blue eyes darkened with pleasure. He effortlessly shifted Zhu Zhuqing slightly on his lap to free his arms, before his large hands clamped down aggressively on Zhu Zhuyun's heavy breasts. He squeezed the soft flesh brutally, his fingers kneading the massive globes through the lace.
"Ah! Mmmph..." Zhu Zhuyun moaned instantly, her back arching, her sheer stockings rubbing against the carpet.
Zhang Tian leaned down, his mouth closing over the lace covering her right peak. He bit and sucked the stiffening nipple fiercely, generating a wet, loud slurping sound that echoed in the quiet lounge. All the while, his left hand remained securely wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing's waist, ensuring his wife felt entirely included in his dominant display. Zhu Zhuqing reached out, her delicate fingers threading through Zhang Tian's dark red hair, watching her elder sister whimper and writhe under her husband's mouth with a profound, highly satisfying sense of superiority.
After exactly two minutes, Zhang Tian pulled back, leaving a wet patch on the black lace.
"A satisfactory payment, Sister-in-Law. You may return to your seat," Zhang Tian ordered casually, his thumb wiping a drop of saliva from his lip.
Zhu Zhuyun stood up, her face flushed a brilliant crimson, her breath coming in ragged pants. She didn't bother putting the blouse back on properly, letting it hang off her elbows as she returned to the settee, her aura screaming of unfulfilled lust.
The game resumed.
It was Zhu Wanyue's turn. The mature, beautiful woman studied the board with intense focus. She moved her 'Ghost Tiger' piece with cautious precision, successfully outmaneuvering one of Zhang Tian's defensive pawns and capturing a minor territory.
"I believe that is a victory for me, Son-in-Law," Zhu Wanyue announced, her feline eyes sparkling with a mix of maternal pride and deeply slutty anticipation.
She reached for the Fate Deck and drew a reward card.
"The victor is granted the right to claim the lap of the defeated," Zhu Wanyue read, her voice trembling slightly. "She must sit upon him and perform a deep, passionate kiss, grinding her hips to establish dominance."
Zhu Zhuqing raised an eyebrow, looking up at Zhang Tian. "It seems my mother has claimed a piece of my territory, Hubby."
"I am a man who respects the rules of the game, Wife," Zhang Tian smiled warmly, kissing Zhu Zhuqing's cheek. He gently lifted Zhu Zhuqing, placing her softly onto the cushion right beside him, freeing the center of his lap.
Zhu Wanyue immediately stood up. The exceedingly tight, flexible black pants she wore perfectly accentuated the massive, bouncy flare of her curvy buttocks with every step she took. She walked over to him, her plunging violet halter top failing to hide the heavy swaying of her mature breasts.
She didn't just sit down; she straddled his thighs. She lowered her plush, wide hips directly over his groin. The thin fabric of her tight pants rubbed intensely against the heavy, growing bulge in his trousers.
"You played well, Mother-in-Law," Zhang Tian praised her, his hands naturally coming up to grip her wide, curvy hips.
"I only aim to please you, Son-in-Law," Zhu Wanyue whispered, her eyes dark with lust.
She leaned down, cupping his face, and captured his lips in a desperate, deeply passionate kiss. She shoved her tongue into his mouth, tasting him hungrily. At the same time, she began to rapidly, aggressively grind her massive buttocks against his erection. She used the full weight of her voluptuous body, rotating her hips in tight, wet circles that sent jolts of electricity straight to her core.
Zhang Tian eagerly matched her rhythm, his hands sliding up from her hips to grab two massive handfuls of her heavy breasts, squeezing them punishingly hard while he kissed her back.
"Mmmph! Ahhh!" Zhu Wanyue broke the kiss, throwing her head back, her throat fully exposed as she continued to grind against his lap, her tight pants growing visibly damp between her thighs.
Zhu Zhuqing sat right beside them, her arm resting casually on the back of the sofa. She watched her mother rut against her husband's lap with a cool, collected smile. She reached over, her fingernail lightly trailing down her mother's exposed, flushed midriff.
"You are quite eager today, Mother," Zhu Zhuqing commented softly, asserting her dominance. "Do not grind too hard; you wouldn't want to ruin your new clothes."
"I... Ah! I cannot help it, Zhuqing... your husband feels too good!" Zhu Wanyue panted, completely abandoning her maternal dignity, lost in the overwhelming eroticism of seducing her son-in-law right in front of her daughter.
The game was a masterpiece of psychological and physical pleasure. For hours, they continued to roll the dice and draw from the Fate Deck. The living room became a theater of profound intimacy.
When Zhang Tian lost a piece deliberately, he drew a punishment that required him to receive ten firm spanks from the victor. Zhu Zhuqing proudly stood up, ordering her husband to bend over the sofa armrest. She used her soft, pale hands to smack his firm buttocks, though her spanks were accompanied by giggles and soft kisses pressed to his back.
When Zhu Zhuyun lost again, her punishment demanded a full, slow striptease. She was forced to stand in the center of the room, slowly peeling off her tight pencil skirt and sheer stockings while dancing sensually to an imagined rhythm, her massive breasts swaying as she locked eyes with Zhang Tian, doing everything in her power to seduce him while Zhu Zhuqing watched her elder sister debase herself for their husband's entertainment.
When Zhu Wanyue suffered a devastating loss on the board, her punishment card was ruthless. "The loser must kneel before the victor and use her breasts to pleasure him until he commands her to stop."
Zhu Wanyue immediately dropped to the carpet. Zhang Tian unbuckled his trousers, freeing his massive, iron-hard length. The beautiful mother squeezed her massive, heavy breasts tightly together, trapping his thick shaft deep within her soft cleavage. She bobbed her upper body rapidly, using the plush flesh of her chest to stroke him, her violet halter top completely ruined by his pre-cum. She looked up at him with wide, utterly devoted eyes, occasionally darting her tongue out to lick the blunt tip of his cock when it breached the top of her cleavage.
"You are a magnificent sight, Mother-in-Law," Zhang Tian groaned, his head falling back against the sofa cushions as the exquisite, soft friction brought him to the very edge of reason.
All the while, he remained deeply romantic and attentive to Zhu Zhuqing. He would pause his intense, domineering play with the mother and elder sister to pull his wife back into his arms, kissing her deeply, whispering sweet affirmations into her ear, and gently massaging her long, pale legs. This perfectly balanced dynamic—where the wife was cherished and elevated, while the mother and sister eagerly competed as slutty, desperate concubines for his favor—created an incredibly exciting, non-cliche, and extremely erotic atmosphere that kept the three women thoroughly addicted to his presence.
While his physical body was deeply, luxuriously engaged in this mesmerizing, multi-layered erotic play, Zhang Tian's formidable consciousness was effortlessly multitasking.
His vast, Limit Douluo-level mental force remained perfectly segmented. While a portion of his mind delighted in the wet sounds of his Mother-in-Law's cleavage and the soft weight of his wife upon his lap, the core of his spiritual sea seamlessly reached outward, traversing thousands of miles across the continent in an instant.
He connected directly with the specific, crystalline Blood Silver Grass flower he had pinned into Jin Xi's golden hair before her departure.
This flower was not a mere trinket; it was a highly compressed, raw manifestation of his Sixth Spirit Ring ability, the Blood Silver Mirage Clone, currently locked in a sealed, dormant state. Through this profound biological and spiritual tether, Zhang Tian established a flawless, real-time hive-mind connection, instantly absorbing the vast reservoir of information regarding her journey and her current situation.
The memories and sensory data flooded his mind smoothly.
He saw that Jin Xi had successfully, entirely without incident, reached the absolute Core Region of the Star Dou Great Forest a few days ago. Her journey had been remarkably safe.
He watched through the flower's passive senses as the towering, ancient trees of the core parted to reveal the breathtaking, starry expanse of the central lake. He saw the awe-inspiring forms of the Fierce Spirit Beasts materializing from the shadows.
Di Tian, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, stood tall in his black-robed human form, his golden eyes softening with a rare, genuine warmth as he approached the Emperor Auspicious Beast. Beside him, Bi Ji, the Emerald Swan, smiled compassionately, her green dress fluttering as she immediately enveloped Jin Xi in a gentle, healing aura to wash away the minor fatigue of her long flight.
The brutish, towering form of Xiong Jun, the Duskgold Dreadclaw Bear, grunted a gruff but respectful greeting, while Chi Wang, the Three-Headed Hell Mastiff, and Zi Ji, the Hell Dragon, bowed their heads deeply. Even the elusive Yao Ling, the Demon Spirit, drifted out of the ethereal mists to offer a welcoming nod.
Considering her supreme identity as the physical embodiment of the forest's destiny, there was absolutely no question about her safety among them. They treated her incredibly dotingly, surrounding her like overprotective, ancient parents.
"Little Xi, the skies of the great forest weep when you are gone," Di Tian spoke, his resonant voice filled with paternal relief. "We are gladdened by your safe return."
"Welcome home, Xi'er," Bi Ji smiled, gently brushing the golden hair from Jin Xi's face. "Your aura is as vibrant as the morning sun. It seems the human world has not entirely corrupted your spirit."
They immediately led her to a massive, beautifully carved stone pavilion near the edge of the lake. The Fierce Beasts sat around her, their massive auras carefully restrained, and began to eagerly ask her about everything she had been experiencing while living disguised as a human. They interrogated her with a flurry of protective questions: Had she been bullied by the arrogant human meat-sacks? Was there anything dangerous that had threatened her? And, most specifically, they pressed her for intimate details about the Lord of the North, Zhang Tian—what exactly was the nature of the god's legacy he had received, and how did he treat her?
Jin Xi sat comfortably among them, a bright, happy smile on her innocent face. She answered them all calmly and thoroughly.
"I am perfectly safe, Uncle Di Tian," Jin Xi assured them cheerfully. She immediately began to dispense the critical information Zhang Tian had tasked her with. "Zhang Tian treats me wonderfully! He actually helps me out immensely in getting stronger. He regularly, generously provides me with incredibly rare, perfectly refined pills, and even custom-made extracts of profound Immortal Herbs that flawlessly fit the violent nature of my Golden Dragon bloodline. My cultivation has skyrocketed under his care."
She paused, her golden eyes turning slightly more serious. "And I have returned this time not because I had some petty fight with him, or because I missed the forest. I returned because Zhang Tian wanted me to tell you some highly critical things. Things that can literally change the entire future for the Spirit Beast race for the better."
The Fierce Beasts leaned in, their expressions turning intensely curious and highly skeptical.
"He has successfully developed a revolutionary method," Jin Xi announced proudly. "He calls them Self-Condensed Spirit Rings. It is a system utilizing his advanced Spirit Tools and his pure Life Energy that absolutely won't require human spirit masters to pointlessly hunt and slaughter Spirit Beasts just to attach spirit rings to their Martial Spirits!"
A profound, stunned silence fell over the pavilion. Di Tian's golden eyes widened significantly, while Xiong Jun let out a low, disbelieving rumble.
"He claims to have severed the fundamental law of cultivation?" Yao Ling drifted forward, his spectral form flickering with shock. "Such a thing defies the heavens."
"It is true!" Jin Xi insisted. "This method can permanently reduce the systematic slaughter of the Spirit Beast race as a whole. He has already successfully begun to actively implement it within his capital, Crimson Zenith City, and even across his entire northern Frostfall Province. He told me it would need some years to spread it across the entire human world, as currently, without his personal presence and technology, this method won't widely exist. He is actively trying to create an autonomous system where it can be done without him. He wants peace."
This staggering information greatly shocked these Fierce Spirit Beasts. They had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, entirely resigned to the eternal, bloody war of attrition with humanity. They never, in their wildest dreams, imagined that a human—especially a human possessing the power to crush empires—would actively be attempting something so monumentally beneficial for their kind.
Before they could fully process the political implications of this miracle, Jin Xi crossed her arms, her lower lip jutting out as she glared at a specific trio of beasts.
"However," Jin Xi complained in a highly spoiled, petulant manner, pointing an accusing finger. "Uncle Chi Wang, Aunt Zi Ji, and Uncle Yao Ling... you three really, really messed up!"
The three named beasts recoiled slightly, completely taken aback by the sudden scolding from their beloved Auspicious Beast.
"Messed up? Little Xi, what are you talking about?" Chi Wang growled softly, two of his massive heads tilting in confusion.
"I am talking about when you recklessly attacked Ah Yin who was with me in Spirit City years ago!" Jin Xi scolded them fiercely. "Ah Yin is Zhang Tian's very close, cherished woman! She is his Empress! And moreover, she is the one who shares the exact same Martial Spirit Origin as him. She is a transformed Spirit Beast, the original Blue Silver Empress, and Zhang Tian personally evolved her origin into the supreme Blood Silver Empress she is currently. You attacked his family!"
This revelation deeply embarrassed the three spirit beasts. They had absolutely no idea about the intricate, personal web of relationships surrounding the Lord of the North.
Chi Wang, Zi Ji, and Yao Ling hastily tried to explain their actions, their tones defensive.
"Xi'er, you must understand, this was absolutely not our fault!" Zi Ji protested, her draconian features twisting with stress. "We never expected to see you foolishly wandering around in a fragile human form right in the dead center of that cursed Spirit City! It is the very den where the peak powerhouses and the most bloodthirsty butchers among the humans reside. Your presence there was a shock to us."
"Exactly," Yao Ling hissed defensively. "When we saw you, we naturally had to take you back from that dangerous place and that woman with you actually tried to stop us…so…fighting with her was inevitable at that point. And then those human experts swarmed like locusts especially when those two terrifying Limit Douluo—that vile woman wielding the Death Spider Emperor spirit and that golden human with the Seraphim Spirit—arrived and they might have saw through your identity as the Emperor Auspicious Beast or as Transformed Spirit Beast. At that point, it was only natural for us to summon Di Tian using his Reverse Scale to tear through space and save you immediately."
Di Tian, who had been listening silently, finally spoke. His voice carried the heavy, undeniable authority of the Beast God.
"They did not make a mistake, Little Xi," Di Tian defended his subordinates calmly. "The situation was incredibly volatile, and immediate extraction was the only logical tactical choice to preserve and protect your life. However..." Di Tian paused, a slight frown touching his lips, "I do concede that perhaps first talking to you, and attempting to get more accurate information about your situation and your human allies, would have been a far better, more diplomatic course of action at that period."
Jin Xi snorted, totally unimpressed by their excuses. "You really are incredibly lucky that you didn't accidentally hurt Ah Yin badly during that extraction. Because if you had... Zhang Tian really would have been utterly furious. I know him. He is protective. He might actually have seriously thought about marching down here and killing all of the Fierce Spirit Beasts here just for pure revenge."
In response to this blatant threat from a human, Xiong Jun slammed his massive, bear-like fist into the stone table, shattering it instantly.
"Let the human whelp try!" Xiong Jun snorted loudly, his tiny eyes burning with feral aggression, completely insulted by the idea that a human could threaten the core. "Even if that arrogant human Zhang Tian wants to come down here, it's not as if we are scared of him! My Duskgold Dreadclaws will rend his flesh from his bones!"
"Do not be foolish, Jin Xi," Yao Ling added from the shadows, his voice dripping with ancient arrogance. "It is not like Zhang Tian can ever realistically hope to beat Lord Di Tian, even if he trains for his entire, pathetic human life. Not even those two legendary Limit Douluo from Spirit City could survive if Lord Di Tian really wanted to kill them."
Jin Xi shook her head, her expression turning incredibly grave. She knew she had to shatter their ancient, misplaced arrogance before it got them all killed.
She took a deep breath and began to explain in exquisite detail the true, terrifying reason behind her actions.
"You do not understand the scale of his existence," Jin Xi told them, her voice dropping to a solemn whisper. "The entire reason I willingly chose to go to the human world, to transform my flawless body into a human form, is because of the power of destiny I inherently possess. Before I left, I activated my Eye of Destiny. And I saw a sight."
The pavilion fell completely, deathly silent. When the Emperor Auspicious Beast spoke of destiny, the world listened.
"I saw a vision of the future," Jin Xi continued, her golden eyes wide with remembered awe. "I saw Zhang Tian successfully, inevitably become a true God in the future. And when he ascended... he affected the entire, vast world to such an absolute extent that it was as though the entire planet was unconditionally revering him. The crimson vines of his Blood Silver Grass clan grew and covered every inch of the continent, from the highest mountains to the deepest oceans."
She paused, letting the weight of the prophecy sink in. "And I also received a chilling, undeniable premonition. If the Spirit Beasts dare to foolishly go against him, if we stand in his path... he will entirely, effortlessly slaughter our entire race to absolute extinction. There will be nothing left of the forest but ash. This was not a guess. This was the direct, unyielding guidance from destiny itself."
This monumental revelation caused every single Fierce Spirit Beast present to freeze in profound, absolute shock.
Even the brutish, reckless Xiong Jun swallowed heavily, his aggression evaporating. Especially Di Tian. The Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, despite his immense, world-shaking power and ancient wisdom, did not fully understand the esoteric mechanics of the power of destiny, but he absolutely did know that it undeniably existed, and it governed the rise and fall of eras.
If Jin Xi's supreme Eye of Destiny was giving her such a powerful, explicit premonition, and specifically showing her the undeniable sight of that human becoming a God who blankets the world... it meant that stubbornly fighting against that human Zhang Tian really would be a catastrophic, losing business that would result in their total annihilation.
"A God..." Di Tian murmured, his golden eyes narrowing as he processed the staggering political shift. To ally with a future God who was actively trying to stop the slaughter of spirit beasts was an opportunity that transcended pride.
"Yes," Jin Xi nodded firmly. She then seamlessly pivoted to her secondary, highly personal objective.
"And because he is so powerful and knowledgeable," Jin Xi continued eagerly, "he has figured out a way for me to evolve. He believes my Martial Spirit, the Golden Dragon spirit, can successfully evolve into the true, ultimate Golden Dragon King! But for this evolution to flawlessly occur, he told me that we might absolutely need the massive, pure origin energy of that nearly million-year-old Ice Silkworm that we have been keeping trapped in the core region."
Di Tian and the other spirit beasts immediately exchanged highly conflicted, tense glances. They deeply wondered about the viability of this possibility.
Di Tian was actually the most expectant and hopeful about it. If it could truly work, if Jin Xi could miraculously evolve her spirit and bloodline from the Golden Dragon spirit directly into the supreme Golden Dragon King spirit... that would mean the absolute, physical other half of the original Dragon God Bloodline would be fully revived in this world! It would be, in a profoundly structural manner, greatly empowering the entire Spirit Beast race as a whole, elevating their standing.
He could, theoretically, justify letting go of the battery in favor of Jin Xi's monumental bloodline evolution as a massive gamble for their future.
However, the million-year-old origin of that Skydream Iceworm was absolutely not just a personal use for him alone. It was the vital, sustaining lifeblood for the other Fierce Spirit Beasts as well to strengthen them. The others, like the aggressive Xiong Jun and the calculating Yao Ling, couldn't simply let go of their primary source of high-tier cultivation energy just based on this highly uncertain, theoretical possibility.
And most importantly, this entire crazy theory was based purely on the words of that human, Zhang Tian.
"Little Xi," Yao Ling hissed softly, his spectral form swaying. "You must be cautious. This human might simply be trying to cleverly deceive you. He might be manipulating your feelings or desires for evolution just to secure a way to steal that Ice Silkworm for himself! That million-year-old origin is a treasure beyond compare; it might be of some massive, selfish use to that human's own cultivation!"
"Yao Ling speaks reason, Xi'er," Xiong Jun grunted, crossing his massive arms. "We cannot surrender our foundation based on a human's promise."
Jin Xi sighed softly. She intimately knew the stubborn, deeply ingrained paranoia of her guardians. She knew she couldn't possibly convince them all immediately with just her words.
"We will discuss it later," Jin Xi conceded gracefully, deciding to let the matter go for the evening to avoid sparking an argument. She smiled warmly at them. "For now, I am just happy to see you all again."
The tension in the pavilion evaporated, replaced by genuine, heartwarming affection. The interactions between these ancient, terrifying spirit beasts and the young woman were incredibly good, nice to witness. They spoke of the changing seasons in the forest, of new beast lineages rising, and of the peaceful moments by the lake.
Back in the lounge of Crimson Zenith City, Zhang Tian smiled softly as he effortlessly absorbed the memories of this entire, heartwarming interaction through the hive mind.
He was pleased. The seeds of diplomacy had been perfectly planted.
Suddenly, within the spiritual sea connecting him to the flower, he felt a massive, highly concentrated surge of external energy. He felt a profound Mental Power aggressively lock onto the hidden flower. He instantly recognized the distinct signatures of both Mental Energies—it was the ancient, draconic majesty of Di Tian, and the elusive, spectral sharpness of Yao Ling.
Well, Zhang Tian didn't find it surprising in the slightest that the two most spiritually attuned Fierce Spirit Beasts in existence could sense the activation of his clone the very second it was fully powered and connected to his main body's vast mental energy.
Back in the Star Dou Great Forest, the sun had set, and Jin Xi was currently resting comfortably in her private den—a beautiful, glowing cavern located near the core lake, lined with radiant crystals and soft pelts, her traditional place of residence where she lived as the Three-Eyed Golden Lion.
She woke up immediately, her golden eyes snapping open as she felt the heavy, probing mental energies of Di Tian and Yao Ling sweeping over her den.
And at this exact moment, the crystalline Blood Silver Grass flower pinned in her golden hair shone with a blinding, crimson and silver light.
The light expanded, swirling and condensing in the center of her den. Within seconds, Zhang Tian's Blood Silver Mirage Clone fully materialized. He looked flawlessly identical to his main body, dressed in his dark aristocratic robes, his icy blue eyes gleaming with absolute confidence.
Zhang Tian smiled warmly as he looked down at his dear Jin Xi, who was sitting up on her pelts.
"It seems Di Tian is aware of my arrival," Zhang Tian told her softly, his voice carrying the calm, unshakeable authority of the Emperor. "It is time to meet Di Tian and the others, my dear. I plan to talk to them personally to officially convince them of our plans."
Jin Xi nodded eagerly, scrambling off the bed. She felt incredibly, profoundly confident that with Zhang Tian physically present, there was absolutely no need to worry about anything. His intellect and power were absolute.
Though, as she looked at his handsome face, a flicker of genuine concern crossed her features.
"Hubby," Jin Xi asked softly, stepping close to him and resting her hands on his chest. "Please, promise me you won't be angry at them if they say anything bad, or if Uncle Xiong Jun tries to threaten you. They are just incredibly overprotective and stubborn."
In response, the clone of Zhang Tian leaned down, a wicked, highly predatory smirk touching his lips. He whispered to her lovingly, his breath hot against her ear.
"Naturally, my little lion, I won't take it out on them or consider the Spirit Beasts as my enemy for anything foolish they might say," Zhang Tian reassured her smoothly. He pulled back slightly, his icy blue eyes deliberately, slowly ogling her beautiful body. His gaze lingered hungrily on her massive, heavy breasts straining against her dress, dropping to her incredibly slender waist, and finally resting on the wide, plush flare of her curvy hips.
He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a dark, erotic whisper. "But... I will absolutely make you pay for their transgressions with this beautiful, voluptuous body of yours the second you return to my side."
Jin Xi gasped softly, her entire face blushing a brilliant, adorable shade of crimson at his blatant, dirty promise. But despite the embarrassment, a thrill of pure, undeniable anticipation shot through her core.
She nodded eagerly, a bright, deeply devoted smile breaking across her face. "I will gladly do anything in return, Hubby. Anything you want."
With their private, erotic pact sealed, Zhang Tian turned toward the entrance of the den, fully prepared to step out and negotiate the destiny of the world with the ancient gods of the forest.
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