170 - Divine Mastering Dragon System

**Chapter 170: Jealousy** The young girl, newly grown, possessed an innocent and naive appearance, with doe-like round apricot eyes and soft curves on her cheeks that made her look simple and adorable. Any hints of sharpness were balanced out by her pale complexion, giving He He an overall aura of harmlessness. She looked much the same as the little girl who pitifully clung to her, yet Xiang Shi Yan knew that both He He had changed greatly since her childhood and that things had spiraled out of control. There were moments when the clever girl gave off a dangerous vibe, and Xiang Shi Yan even had a momentary illusion that perhaps He He wasn't the obedient child she had imagined. Perhaps Xiang Shi Yan's indulgence had led things to their current state. Caught in a quandary, the woman was at a loss for words, hesitating until He He seized another advantageous moment. Gently holding Xiang Shi Yan's face, like a dragonfly skimming the water, He He kissed the corner of her lips. The intense invasion Xiang Shi Yan had anticipated didn't come. Embarrassed by this tender exploration, the woman instinctively shut her eyes tight, her face flushed. The girl, with gentle insistence, held her hand, her moist eyes blinking as if silently pleading, as if she would perish if Xiang Shi Yan refused her request. She knew her master had a soft heart, and even a ploy of this level could confuse Xiang Shi Yan. As the girl acted coy and sweet, she gradually inched closer to kiss her master’s cheek, licking her ear lobe, practically nestling her entire body into Xiang Shi Yan’s embrace. With teasing glances and a glimmer of pride, He He watched Xiang Shi Yan's blushing face. She ran her fingers through her own hair, laughing softly as she lifted Xiang Shi Yan’s hand, kissing the fingertips lightly, "Master..." Amidst their embrace, a mischievous hand audaciously tugged open Xiang Shi Yan's clothing. He He’s prosthetic eye, despite its simplicity, was an impressive spiritual artifact crafted by a refine-master who was a friend of Xiang Shi Yan’s. From a distance, it was hard to differentiate from a real eye, but up close, its crude intricacies became apparent. Although it couldn't match a natural eye's capabilities, it allowed her to see blurred silhouettes. He He’s gaze, fervent and almost tangible, traced down Xiang Shi Yan’s neck and into her partially hidden collar. Xiang Shi Yan couldn't help but reach out to cover the girl’s good eye. Through the mottled patches of her prosthetic vision, Xiang Shi Yan's form flickered, and suddenly she felt a warm pressure on her forehead, softly trembling. An indistinct sigh echoed, followed by He He's meticulous kisses trailing from Xiang Shi Yan's chin downward. Xiang Shi Yan half-heartedly resisted as she was pushed onto the stone bed. The girl straddled her waist, mirroring an image from the other day. The difference was that, compared to the playful teasing of before, He He had now resolved to breach boundaries. He He’s movements were deliberate, with unwavering focus on Xiang Shi Yan beneath her, as if trying to imprint her master’s body and reactions in her memory. Her body had grown too fast during her teenage years, appearing frail and slender. Yet certain aspects of maturity were undeniable, and while He He's figure might not be as voluptuous as Xiang Shi Yan’s, or the women she’d seen before, the blossoming femininity laid bare before Xiang Shi Yan was unexpectedly striking. He He was shamelessly confident, and on her face, Xiang Shi Yan saw no trace of embarrassment or regret—only curiosity and eagerness. She seemed to assume that going against ethical norms to be with her master was her rightful destiny. She wasn’t ashamed, but Xiang Shi Yan was for her. The woman’s attention was diverted by the perfect color of He He’s pale skin, and blushing fiercely, she clumsily covered her eyes, "He He... We shouldn't be..." With slight force, He He tightened her thighs around Xiang Shi Yan's waist, leaning over her master’s hand for a kiss, until her master softly conceded, placing her hands gently on the girl's knees, leaving He He to do as she pleased. The diligent and clever disciple seemed like a dangerous spider, gradually weaving a sticky web that ensnared Xiang Shi Yan. Her master seemed burdened with emotional baggage, shy and restrained, always trying to conceal her feelings. She buried her face in the soft pillow, tightly clutching the fur beneath her, her muffled gasps absorbed by the pillow, heard by no one. The restraint patch on her nape peeled off, letting the scent of snow pine fill the space uncontrollably. Xiang Shi Yan no longer had the ability to suppress her demon form, her snowy fox ears and tail twitching in response to her hidden reactions, brushing eagerly against He He as if pleading for affection. On her soft white skin, the rosy marks deepened with her blush. And yet, when He He saw the scarlet scales on her otherwise flawless body, she hesitated only briefly, seemingly unconcerned, asking nothing about the throbbing mass on her nape, rendering Xiang Shi Yan’s explanations useless. It was likely that the jade fox bloodline within her was awakening. Xiang Shi Yan’s originally dark hair was streaked with white where it connected to her fox ears, the white spreading along her body, and even at the base of her tail, the white fur had begun to sprout. Silently, He He kissed her ear’s root, occasionally nibbling at it. The fox ears drooped, trembling slightly with their owner's reactions, sometimes pricking up to scratch He He’s cheek. In her daze, Xiang Shi Yan heard the girl whisper softly by her ear, "Master, I adore you." In stark contrast to her earlier boldness, her voice was tiny, prompting Xiang Shi Yan to muster enough spirit to glance back at her, only to see He He beaming as if that timid, barely audible confession had been just her imagination. Xiang Shi Yan sensed an enigmatic air beckoning her, though instinctively, she chose not to delve deeper. Just take it as... merely a figment of her imagination. Xiang Shi Yan had no idea when she had fallen asleep. After a shallow nap, she was awakened by the cool touch of fingers upon her. Her body was marked with scars, some still ferocious and terrifying. Most were from an age when Xiang Shi Yan fought fearlessly, and He He had already seen these four years ago. At this moment, her fingers traced the pink marks as if left by the coils of a giant serpent. These marks had not been there when He He applied medicine four years ago. As Xiang Shi Yan lay with her back to He He, she could only imagine the girl’s scrutinizing gaze, feeling nervously uneasy with each minute movement of her shoulder. Yet, no questions came from He He, rendering Xiang Shi Yan’s facade unemotional; yet, her infrequently used, awkwardly fumbling tail could not conceal its irritation, lightly brushing He He’s leg repeatedly. He He chuckled quietly, reaching to squeeze the fluffy tail. She suddenly stroked it against the grain up to Xiang Shi Yan’s tail base, causing an electric shiver through her body, nearly bouncing her off the bed. Those marks were too pronounced, even the densest person could sense their significance, perhaps that was Xuan Jiu's intention. Just the thought of the persistent black dragon made Xiang Shi Yan feel discomfort all over. Realizing she felt a blend of emotions because of He He’s indifferent reaction made Xiang Shi Yan feel even more absurd. It wasn’t that she regretted last night’s events, but the intrusion of another’s influence into an intimate moment sharply pulled her from a tender illusion back to reality. One troublesome affair after another; a sudden calm had unexpectedly left Xiang Shi Yan brooding in uncertainty about her path forward. As if sensing her master’s mood, the girl obediently snuggled against her from behind, wrapping her arms around her waist. Lazily burying her face into Xiang Shi Yan’s shoulder, she murmured, "Master, do you regret it?" A romance between women defies all conventions, all the more since they are master and disciple. In the end, what is this so-called "love"? Xiang Shi Yan had cultivated the path of emotions for many years, yet she knew little of romantic love; she couldn't grasp what it truly meant. Perhaps from the moment she stopped seeing He He as just the child she had rescued but saw her as a woman, something drastic and irreversible had occured. Unable to explain what love is, wouldn't that make her no different from predators who exploit others’ affections for cultivation, like Lian Long? "Master does regret it." He He suddenly tightened her embrace, a hint of disappointment coloring her words, "With Master’s experience, you probably don’t think much of me… There are others, better than me, right?" She was merely saying what she thought a little disciple might say to soften Xiang Shi Yan’s heart, but even the arrogant black dragon, convinced no one was more worthy of Xiang Shi Yan than himself, couldn't help feeling genuinely uneasy at this, making her words all the more sincere. He He blinked, finding it amusing. How could she not surpass them? Among all the admirers of the Moonlight Lord, who could compare to a rare beast inheritor on the brink of ascension? Who could claim to have aided Xiang Shi Yan as deeply as she has? The proud dragon firmly believed in her superiority. Yet, a nagging sense of unease lingered vividly in her heart. Smiling, He He kissed Xiang Shi Yan's shoulder, thinking, "I am the victor here." But in matters of love, is there ever truly a victor? Even if Xiang Shi Yan chose her now, she could easily leave one day. Besides… there was indeed someone completely defeated. Hadn't Xuan Jiu lost to He He? With her trifling triple spiritual roots, weak and burdensome foundation, what could a bothersome, clingy young beginner like He He offer Xiang Shi Yan? As things progressed to this extent, she was left wondering what set that person apart. “What are you saying… I don’t have anyone else.” "Then who left this mark? Could it be the snake demoness we traveled with back in Xinyang City?" He He asked with a slight smile, though Xiang Shi Yan sensed an undertone of challenge in her words. So, the woman replied honestly, "No, it's just a clingy troublemaker I can't seem to shake off. Disrespectful and doesn't know boundaries, merely a bothersome rascal." **Author's Note:** Thank you to the angels who cast their king votes or nourished with nutrient solutions between 2022-09-27 02:47:39 and 2022-09-25 22:55:00~ Thanks to the angels who threw landmines: 1 by 精分二哈; Thanks to the angels who nourished with nutrient solutions: 10 bottles by 擺爛的特碼頭, 大貓, 鶴群管理員; 5 bottles by 憤怒的系普, @; Thank you all for your support, I will continue to work hard! This site has no pop-up ads, with a permanent domain (xbanxia.com)