Heavenly Jewel Change

“I have already recovered completely.” Dongfang Hanyue slowly rose to her feet as she said these icy words, and the awesome presence of a Heavenly Emperor instantly swept out to crush down upon Zhou Weiqing.

It could be said that Zhou Weiqing had been caught completely off-guard. He never would’ve imagined that Dongfang Hanyue would suddenly act against him at a time like this. As they had chatted, she had already completely recovered her Heavenly Energy.

Zhou Weiqing continued to sit there, not moving in the slightest. He could clearly sense that if he made even the slightest of movements, the response would be an absolute brutal, tempestuous attack from Dongfang Hanyue.

A hint of a bitter smile played across his lips as he looked at her. “Does this count as repaying kindness with treachery?”

Dongfang Hanyue snorted. “Have you shown me kindness? And even if it is repaying kindness with treachery, so what? This is a deserted island. Who would even see it?”

Zhou Weiqing said in an aggrieved, lamenting voice, “Alas! Being a good guy really isn’t easy. Still… I guess this counts as you giving me a chance and an excuse to seize the Spatial Teleportation Gem?”

Dongfang Hanyue stared at him, rather surprised. “You seem quite confident in yourself.”

Zhou Weiqing chortled. “So long as you have confidence in yourself, you’ll always have a chance. If you don’t even have confidence, how are you supposed to keep living?”

A powerful killing intent instantly burst out from Dongfang Hanyue’s body. The terrifying pressure actually caused Zhou Weiqing’s body to slowly sink down into the sand.

When Heavenly Emperor powerhouses released all of their power, they were quite terrifying. However. Zhou Weiqing was no longer maintaining the façade of a six-Jeweled cultivation. He simply sat there in the face of Dongfang Hanyue’s pressure, staring at her composedly. He didn’t have the slightest bit of enmity in his gaze, which actually turned extremely gentle. It was like he was watching his wife throw a minor tantrum.

“I’m going to attack!” Dongfang Hanyue said viciously, taking a step forward as her aura grew even more threatening.

“Go ahead.” Zhou Weiqing spread his arms wide, a smile on his face. It was as though he was a martyr welcoming death.

“You really aren’t afraid of dying?” Dongfang Hanyue slowly raised her right hand as she stared at Zhou Weiqing. Dense Tenebrous energies were flickering in her hand. A full-force strength from a Heavenly Emperor could completely destroy even this beach with ease.

“Of course I’m afraid of death. I’m terrified of death! Who isn’t? I haven’t had enough of life yet, and there are so many beautiful women waiting for me. Buuuuut… you won’t kill me. You can’t bear to.” Zhou Weiqing beamed merrily as he looked at Dongfang Hanyue.

She took a deep, sharp breath. Complex emotions flickered through her eyes, and she slowly retracted her uplifted hand to press it against her own chest as she nibbled at her lower lips.

Right at this moment, the dark storm clouds in the skies suddenly parted. The dazzling moon was high in the sky, casting its gentle moonlight upon the world. When the light of the moon shone down upon the vast sea, Zhou Weiqing’s gaze instantly turned rather dazed.

A bright moon over the ocean… a fairy maiden standing on the sands… this was a stirring image that caused his heart to begin thumping.

Dongfang Hanyue once more took a step forwards. Finally, she made her move… except, it wasn’t against Zhou Weiqing.

Riiiip! The high-pitched sound of fabric being torn wasn’t unpleasant at all to hear. Instead, it was as though some sort of barrier holding these two people apart had been instantly shredded.

What now appeared in front of Zhou Weiqing, bathed in the pristine light of the moon, was a body that seemed to have been forged from alabaster jade. It was flawless and beautiful, and it seemed to be bathed in holy light.

She took another step forward.

Zhou Little Fatty swallowed hard. Even he himself felt that this wasn’t real. He mumbled, “Don’t play so rough, alright?”

Dongfang Hanyue glared hatefully at him. “Not alright!”

She pulled outwards with her two hands, causing the sound of fabric ripping to appear once more. This time, a bronzed chest which looked as sturdy as a steel wall was revealed. Her lips searched for his, almost frantically.

When their lips actually locked together, he could clearly sense that her icy lips were trembling. This probably represented her genuine emotions right now. Her actions had been quite wild. She had pushed Zhou Weiqing down onto the sand, then seized his hands and held them down… but to an old hand like him, her kiss showed that she was actually extremely shy and inexperienced.

This was an absolutely breathtaking kiss. It felt as though the kiss would last until the seas dried up and the stones turned to dust, and it caused bestial feelings to pump through a certain someone’s veins. It wasn’t until the two of them finally had to breathe that the kiss temporarily came to an end.

Dongfang Hanyue’s lithe body pressed down against Zhou Weiqing. She was soft, lithe, yet incredibly agile and flexible, causing a certain someone to nearly let out a moan.

Both of them were panting for lack of breath. Due to the panting and heaving, certain parts became pressed even more tightly against each other.

After panting for a while, Dongfang Hanyue stopped moving and fell silent. A certain someone who was filled with bestial instincts could no longer hold himself back. Being pressed down like this was pretty fun, but for it to stop midway rendered him a bit speechless.

“Uh… so should we continue?” Zhou Little Fatty asked probingly.

Dongfang Hanyue clung tightly to his chest, still panting slightly. “Didn’t you tell me not to play rough?”

“Um…” Zhou Weiqing chuckled. “Actually, what I really wanted to say was, ‘let the storm rage even harder’.” He suddenly raised his head, only to see that Dongfang Hanyue’s beautiful face had turned as red as an apple. She stared at him, rather lost, then said in a whisper, “B-but I’m not sure what to do…” As she said this, she slightly loosened her tight grip over Zhou Weiqing.

Wasn’t this exactly how a man’s bestial instincts were aroused? Zhou Weiqing didn’t know how others might react, but he himself felt as though he truly had transformed into a Dark Demon God Tiger.

In the next instant, the positions of ‘attacker’ and ‘defender’ were suddenly reversed. The female Demon Draconian finally became the ‘defender’, while the Dark Demon Tiger God acted as though it had just caught a delicious little lamb to feast up. Rain, thunder, lightning… the storm raged indeed.

The dark storm clouds drifted across the bashful moon, turning the seas dark. The only things within the darkness were the seas, the barren island, the sands, and an absolutely stirring mixture of draconic moans and tiger growls.

Even though she was twenty-nine years of age, this was her first time being together with a man. This was the first man who had entered both her heart and her body.

I owe him this. I lost the bet. At first, Dongfang Hanyue repeatedly told herself this excuse, but when a certain someone’s strong, muscular, scorching hot body took control over her, she completely lost the capability for rational thought. The only thing left was her cries, which varied between high and quavering, between loud and soft.

He had said he didn’t regret it. What about her? She didn’t regret it either. Even if she knew they had no future together, and that she might in fact lose this man right away, she still didn’t hesitate to give herself to him.

Perhaps this was madness… but the most beautiful memory in Dongfang Hanxue’s entire life was this night of madness. Sometimes, you didn’t need a perfect ending to the story. Enjoying the story itself and gaining an indelible, unforgettable memory was sometimes even more beautiful than finding a happy ending.

Dongfang Hanyue had never imagined that she could become so soft and weak. She felt like she was a small boat that was being tossed about by the waves, rising and falling and then rising again.

The night of madness only came to a gradual end when the sun rose. Dongfang Hanyue was in an very deep sleep, her head nestled against Zhou Weiqing’s firm shoulders. She was utterly exhausted, but her slender and beautiful face had an unwavering, sweet smile on it.

Zhou Weiqing wasn’t able to fall asleep. Beneath them was a very soft blanket, which Zhou Weiqing had originally prepared for himself and Shangguan Bing’er to use as they traversed the oceans to Xuantian Continent via the Sea Emperor Shuttle. He didn’t expect that it would be put to use at a time like this.

His entire body felt incredibly comfortable, even after he had displayed the ferocity of a tiger and the spirit of a dragon. Still, he had a rather puzzled look on his face. How could he not? He had come to this place for the sake of the Spatial Teleportation Gem. It could be said that he was an enemy of Xuantian Palace… but somehow, the Xuantian Palace Lord was nestling in the crook of his arm.

In addition, the energies of this beautiful Heavenly Emperor had caused the Saint Energy within his own body to advance dramatically. Dongfang Hanyue had four Attributes and was incredibly powerful, as could be seen from how she had worked together with the Tenebrous Demon Dragon to subdue the Terror Sea Dragon. Zhou Weiqing’s cultivation base had dramatically after he took her virginity and gained her vital Yin essence. Indeed, how could it not? He was now actually at the verge of breaking through the thirty-eighth stage. Normally speaking, even though Saint Energy had the mighty ability to assimilate other Attribute energies, there was no way he would’ve been able to break through without another half-year.

Still… Dongfang Hanyue had benefited even more from Zhou Weiqing. She had only risen to become a Heavenly Emperor due to her father’s Heavenly Energy, which meant that her own bottleneck was far greater than that of any ordinary Heavenly Emperor’s. After Zhou Weiqing had healed her and then intertwined his spirit and flesh with hers, she had been baptized by Saint Energy and her invisible bottleneck had been significantly lessened. Even she herself never would’ve imagined this.

“Mm…” Dongfang Hanyue let out a low moan, nearly setting Zhou Weiqing’s ardor alight once more. She snuggled in his arms, trying to find a more comfortable position.

“Eh? What’s this?” Suddenly, Zhou Weiqing discovered that something was pressing against his arm. He unconsciously glanced down, only to see that it was a small pendant.

The slender string was made of a silvery-white metal, and it was attached to a large diamond-shaped jewel that hung around Dongfang Hanyue’s slender neck.