With Uncle Carl around, Jia Xitong felt much more at ease, but the outside world was not so peaceful.
The chaos began first in the demonic cultivation territory.
The demonic cultivators from the north suddenly launched an attack, and the demonic cultivators from the south were powerless to resist.
The four suddenly appearing demon elders took only seven days to rule the entire demon cultivation territory, and then the demon cultivators launched a massive attack on the martial cultivation territory.
First came the small coastal countries and colleges, and then the advance inland.
The various academies were horrified to discover the overwhelming force of the demonic cultivators. The sudden appearance of four Saint-level demonic cultivators even crushed Mo Hongyun. The disparity in strength was too great, especially with only one Martial Saint present; the martial cultivators were completely overwhelmed. Because of this, some of the personnel from the Martial God Temple originally tasked with targeting Shang Yanting were redeployed.
However, these things were unknown to those living in the isolated courtyard.
Jia Xitong has learned her lesson these past two days, staying indoors and not venturing out.
She just stayed in the house making up stories.
Ever since she told stories to the Tuohai tribe in their small fishing village, she felt as if she had encountered some thresholds to becoming a god. If she really needed believers, she would have to fabricate a proper, glorious, and righteous image and birth for Shang Yanting.
Human potential is often unleashed under pressure, and even though she was currently scratching her head on the table, it was still quite difficult to fill in the gaps in the background of the Aotian Continent world.
It wasn't until nightfall that she paused her busy work and prepared to rest.
However, such dreams are destined to be restless.
"asshole."
Someone is insulting her.
Jia Xitong was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then retorted, "You're the bastard, your whole family are bastards."
As soon as she finished speaking, everything went dark.
There was no light around, and the front door of the house suddenly creaked as if it were broken, then was suddenly flung open with a bang.
"Aaaaaaah!"
Jia Xitong was startled; she thought a ghost had appeared. All her earlier arguing vanished, and she jumped back onto the bed, pulling the covers over her head. "Sorry to bother you, goodnight!"
The way she hid under the covers in fear was just... adorable.
In the distance, Shang Yanting, the author of the original work, slowly opened his eyes.
He shattered the Heart-Seeking Mirror, giving her a magical artifact to conceal her tracks. In the original story, Shang Yanting knew that person already knew he was coming, but what use would that person's actions have?
No!
He has already come into this world, and he can see her again in countless ways.
In dreams
Jia Xitong was unaware of her situation; she felt as if she had just gotten into bed one second and suddenly found herself in another place the next.
On a round bed with a diameter of ten meters, Shang Yanting lay on his side next to her, his fingertips still teasing a strand of her hair. "Xi Tong."
He was dressed in a black silk robe, with a large expanse of skin exposed on his chest, and his mannerisms carried a hint of sleazy flair...
She acknowledged that her host was sexually attracted, but she had never been promiscuous.
What other side of Shang Yanting has been hiding all along?
Is this his true face?
What are you standing there for?
Shang Yanting reached out and gently stroked her face, his slender fingertips moving from her chin to her collar, then gently lifting it. A thick, long dragon tail was revealed in that instant.
Jia Xitong finally understood why the bed was so big—it was to accommodate his tail.
In the past, Shang Yanting would never show his tail when he slept with her, and he would often prevent her from touching his tail. But today, he took the initiative to show his tail and even wrapped it around her waist.
"Small bucket..."
He moved closer.
When the dragon reveals its tail, its bestial nature surpasses its divinity, representing decadent impulses and the desire to mate...
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