Chapter 100 Immortality [Deep Dive Posts: 36]...
The crane kite has a light and airy feel to it.
He struggled to open his eyes, only to see darkness.
The luminous pearls used for illumination were covered, leaving only a few exposed, emitting a faint glow.
There seemed to be some gas floating in the distance, and I felt both cold and hot all over.
The cold comes from the environment, the heat comes from... the two people in front and behind.
The white dragon behind him gripped the soft flesh of his waist tightly, almost without stopping, its hand sliding downwards, pinching and kneading something, causing He Yuan to let out a few soft moans in his half-awake state.
Ahead was a black dragon, its hands viciously pressed together its chest, and it sucked at it with all its might, as if trying to draw something out.
Unfortunately, he gained nothing; only his bruised and swollen flesh served as a testament to his defeat.
Crane Kite looked down slowly and found that one of her moon legs was placed on the black dragon's shoulder.
His crimson was completely exposed.
If you slouch down a little more, you can see how that area swallows up the dark color.
He Yuan tried hard to open her eyes and wake up, but the fragrance and the heat in her body made her even more listless.
He slowly closed his eyes, but didn't dream anything.
When I woke up again, it was already noon the next day.
He Yuan opened her eyes, feeling sore all over, but couldn't find anything suspicious.
He was completely unharmed, only feeling a languid sensation in his muscles and bones, or a slight soreness in his hips, and a strange feeling about his menstrual cycle.
What's particularly strange is the soft flesh on the chest.
It looks perfectly white and pink, but when I touch it while wearing clothes, it always feels sore and painful, and I let out a soft groan without warning.
Upon hearing this, Bai Long's eyes darkened as he helped him put on his clothes.
The rest... are alright.
He Yuan was full of doubts, but didn't know how to express them.
Are you asking if these two people were misbehaving last night?
You obviously can't get that kind of answer out of me...
As He Yuan was thinking, an arm wrapped around her from behind.
The strong, full arms pressed tightly against her soft waist, making He Yuan tremble involuntarily.
This was originally a very ordinary action, but He Yuan's reaction was too strange.
It was strange, like I had a feeling, or a sense that something bad was about to happen.
He was about to tell Bailong to let go when he saw Bailong deftly tie his belt and withdraw his hand.
I withdrew my hand, but the sensation remained.
He Yuan even had a strange feeling—he felt that when he was being squeezed, another part of his body was secreting fluid, as if it was expecting something.
Now, his expectations have been dashed.
This is really not right.
Could it really be that he... hasn't done it in too long?
He Yuan prefers to have regular nighttime exercise, so she has gotten used to some things.
After all, this time, he had actually spent more than ten days, which was almost beyond the twenty-one days required to form a habit.
...That's not right either.
He Yuan thought about it carefully. The hunting trial lasted much longer than these. He and Ying Xing had been married for several years back then. How come he didn't feel anything like he does now?
There must be a problem.
He Yuan kept a watchful eye on things, but on the surface, she was still happily eating the twin rice bowl.
There's no way around it; the white dragon may seem aloof, but in reality, he's a puppy that will come crawling back at the slightest beckoning; the black dragon is enthusiastic and unrestrained, always bringing out many novel things, which then lead to some funny or other amusing incidents.
The two brothers are each unique and have their own distinct personalities. The feeling of sleeping with them at night is also quite different.
If you can only choose one, it will be a really difficult decision.
Luckily, he was able to have both!
Unlike the previous blandness, He Yuan's mood has improved dramatically in the past few days, to the point that he no longer cares about those strange things.
Of course, even if you don't care, you still have to investigate.
After much thought, He Yuan remembered something during a kiss with Bai Long on their date one day—
Aren't those symptoms just after the fact?
As for why I have strange reactions when I wear clothes, it can be attributed to the intimacy I had the night before, which is why I feel this way the next day.
If that's the case—
He Yuan opened the [Companion] interface in deep thought and found the [Dragon Ancestor] section.
The black dragon and the white dragon separated, each in their own column.
The numbers and affection level of the two people are shown in front. They have increased quite a bit, but they can't seem to reach 80.
Logically speaking... that should be enough.
He Yuan muttered to herself as she scrolled down, and her eyes went black when she saw the number of times she had been "deeply in love".
White Dragon
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How many days have passed since they started separating?
The answer is nine days, which is a little over a week.
On average, each of them comes four times a night, which adds up to eight times.
Eight times!!!
Crane Kite clutched her hair and screamed silently.
Apart from those two wedding nights when things went to this extent, the rest of the time it was 3-5 times a night, depending on the remaining time of the night.
So these two are practically living on their wedding night every day?
Crane Kite angrily went to settle accounts with the two.
He traveled all the way to the sea, and with the guidance of his attendants, he arrived at a wide open area.
The White Dragon is the outward manifestation of the Dragon Ancestor; it is the White Dragon who handles all matters that require His intervention.
Today is the day of unified teaching, and all the Vidyadharas are floating below the platform, holding their breath and looking up.
The "Dragon Ancestor" above has white hair and red eyes. He is wrapped from head to toe in a black and red robe. His face is indifferent, and his eyes and brows exude calmness and arrogance. His eyes are fixed on the stone slab in front of him, and nothing can make him look away.
Until the crane and the kite appeared.
The arrival of the crane and the kite caused ripples on the water, disturbing the tranquility of the place and stirring the hearts of many.
He was like a rainbow that had strayed into a black and white world, attracting the attention of all colors and wanting to blend into this vibrant world.
After Bai Long finished speaking, he immediately came down to greet him.
"Did you come here specifically to see me?" He asked expectantly.
That one glance extinguished half of He Yuan's anger.
He looked so different.
Initially, when He Yuan met Yin Yue, she thought that these Chi Ming were really too well protected. With just a little provocation and a little trick, they could almost be abducted.
At that time, He Yuan felt a bit like a naive young man who had abducted a naive and innocent young lady from a wealthy family.
Later, when I saw the Dragon Ancestor, I felt that if there was a Dragon Ancestor, there must be a Vidyadhara.
This gullibility seems to be inherited, ingrained in their very being.
Some star goddess fell in love with him after hearing a few stories from him—or even before he told any stories…
They even went to great lengths to love each other.
"Yes, I came to see you," He Yuan said casually. "You go ahead with your work, I'll just wander around the neighborhood."
The white dragon visibly became happy, completely losing its previous arrogance and indifference, which made the masters below look like they had seen a ghost.
Is this still the Dragon Ancestor?
This is no dragon ancestor at all!
Although the Dragon Ancestor appears aloof but is actually very approachable, this is the first time the Vidyadharas have seen Him like this.
They simply couldn't reconcile the person in front of them, who wore his joy and happiness on his face, with the Dragon Ancestor.
“However… it’s a good thing that the father and mother are so loving,” one of the practitioners said. “The birthday is coming soon, so this time it should be the father and mother who set an example, right?”
Her face was full of anticipation, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with her mother being a man.
Ancient creatures still retain their old habits.
Like a pack of wolves, they fight to determine the winner, and the loser becomes the "female" of the winner.
In Chiming's view, "father" and "mother" are more of a difference in physical position.
"How could that be!" Upon hearing this, Yin Yue retorted instinctively, "He won't agree!"
Yin Yue spoke with great certainty, and considering that he had once stormed into the Mother's palace when the news had just been announced, many Chi Ming understood what was going on.
"Hmm... perhaps you can win the top prize in the next assessment and get the opportunity to be taught by [Mother]."
As for the situation of a son succeeding a father, the prophet practitioners have never considered it.
What a joke! The Dragon Ancestor, an ancient and powerful god, their creator and "father," how could he possibly die?
The Star Gods are immortal. This is the current understanding.
Yin Yue clenched her fists. "Of course I'll take first place!"
Not only must they conquer it, but they must also challenge the Dragon Ancestor to prove their determination.
“We won’t give in to you just because you like Mother,” said the dragon lord with red horns and an extremely rugged appearance.
His gaze toward He Yuan was full of amazement and affection. "I also want to try to get the opportunity to be taught by [Mother]."
"Me too!"
"I love [my mother] too!"
...
The crowd began to get noisy, and Bailong had no choice but to reluctantly let go of Heyuan's hand and return to the stage to continue teaching.
Crane Kite came to relax and quietly admire the surrounding scenery, teasing the fish that swam by.
He was thinking about what he should do.
A showdown is inevitable.
He can accept that the Dragon Ancestor clearly tells him what he wants, and then he will give it to him.
But it's definitely not something you take directly; you might even keep it from him.
Nine days, a full nine days.
For the past nine days, He Yuan has been trembling at the slightest touch, increasingly doubting whether she is truly thirsty.
As it turns out, that wasn't the case.
He can find pleasure in this, but he is not attached to it.
Crane and Kite have always had very low desires in this regard, so low that they are almost unnecessary.
His most comfortable frequency is four times a week, occasionally indulging to keep things fresh.
It's just that my lover really needs too much, so I changed it to four times a night, according to my own capacity.
—It's calculated based on the number of times the other party participates.
Based on the Dragon Ancestor's strength, He Yuan estimated that it would take longer than Jing Yuan's time.
So if you do it eight times in one night, it will take 16 hours...
He Yuan carefully calculated that starting from 10 PM when they went to sleep, it would take until 2 PM the next day to finish. Considering that the people who woke up each time were different, He Yuan reasonably guessed that they had arranged the order of the turn themselves.
That's so reassuring...
Although the white dragon pleases him and the black dragon always makes him happy, it seems absurd to spend 16 hours a day on this!
He Yuan felt that this matter needed to be discussed openly, and then they should sleep in separate rooms for a month.
punish?
He had previously thought that punishment was a reward, so he simply stopped doing it.
Okay, that works, let's do it that way.
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So, when Bai Long happily found He Yuan, wanting some time alone with his lover, his lover casually remarked:
"Let's sleep separately for a month."
Bai Long asked anxiously, "Why!"
He placed the crane's hand on his arm and muscles, and asked anxiously, "Is it uncomfortable to hold you anywhere?"
He Yuan snorted, giving an irrelevant answer, "You know what you've done."
The white dragon looked aggrieved. "The black dragon did it first... I wasn't convinced, so I..."
He Yuan said irritably, "Your dicks are on your bodies, not mine. If you can't control them, don't blame others!"
"And you have another option, which is to tell me instead of going along with Him!"
Bai Long bowed his head in repentance, but his hands were still wrapped around He Yuan's waist.
"Please don't separate, okay? I promise I won't do anything underhanded."
Having already tasted the flavor, they were unwilling to let go.
He Yuan's heart was as hard as iron: "No, we'll just separate for a month, so that you and He will both learn a lesson!"
"Oh, and by the way, let me also inform Black Dragon that He will be separated from me this month as well."
After speaking, He Yuan, fearing she might lose control and soften her heart again, immediately turned around and went back.
Bai Long was left alone in the same spot.
Behind Him, Yin Yue, who had caught up, excitedly covered her mouth, her eyes sparkling.
The Dragon Lord was so excited that he didn't realize that the Dragon Ancestor had already spotted him the moment he caught up.
But instead of exposing him, the Dragon Ancestor went with the flow.
The Dragon Lords are descended from the Dragon Ancestor, and whenever He wishes, He can feel the same emotions as a certain Dragon Lord.
His bloodline is naturally a part of Him.
Unbeknownst to her, He Yuan had already stepped into a trap that the Dragon Ancestor had hastily set up, yet was quite ingenious.
He returned to the palace without realizing it, intending to suspend his actions for a month to rest.
However, that very night, they welcomed a visitor.
A person who looks exactly like Danfeng, Yinyuejun.
He quietly slipped in through the window, put himself in bed, and waited for He Yuan to lift him up.
Yin Yuejun was puzzled as to why the guards in the vicinity were so lax. He was curious, but he was more interested in seizing the opportunity.
He was the one who first discovered He Yuan, and he was the one who should marry He Yuan!
The resentment in his heart and his affection for He Yuan transformed into unwavering courage.
So what if we get caught?
He gets caught once, but he won't get caught the next time, and the time after that, he will succeed.
Yin Yue nervously stripped herself down to just a piece of cloth and huddled under the covers waiting for someone.
Perhaps it was because he had become enlightened, but he had matured a lot in the past few days, and his height had grown taller. He was now able to hold He Yuan in his arms and tightly hold his hand to attack.
Even if a person this size shrinks down, there will still be a noticeable bulge.
When He Yuan stepped out of the bathroom, she noticed a suspicious bulge on her bed.
He was silent for a moment, then came to the bedside with water droplets still wet and lifted the covers.
The moon-drinking vessel inside was thus revealed.
Looking at the face that was exactly the same as Danfeng's, Heyuan was still somewhat dazed.
He and Danfeng hadn't spent many days as a proper married couple, and now, seeing this face, he felt a deep sense of guilt and a desire to make amends.
No, we can't do that.
He couldn't mistake the person in front of him for Danfeng; Yinyue should have her own name.
Moreover, Yin Yue's personality is different from Dan Feng's, so they cannot be equated.
Thank goodness, I almost became a jerk.
He Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Get up and get dressed first."
Coming here wearing just pants... isn't that a bit too forward?
Yin Yue's eyes lit up, and she immediately got up and went to the wardrobe, "inadvertently" revealing her body.
It's like a peacock spreading its tail feathers.
He Yuan sighed and grabbed his hand, "You can't fit into my clothes, so what about your own?"
He Yuan's clothes were all tailor-made by the Black Dragon and the White Dragon, and no one else could fit into them. They were the only ones that fit He Yuan perfectly.
What is Yinyue going to do in the wardrobe...?
Sometimes, He Yuan wishes she wasn't so quick to understand.
Yinyue sat obediently next to him, took the clothes she had brought, and put on only a top.
The movement stopped again.
Looking at his face, He Yuan felt a little flutter in her heart again.
There was no way around it; Lord Yinyue's face was simply too authoritative, and he had never experienced the personality of the person in front of him before, which made him somewhat restless.
He Yuan cleared her throat and asked him, "Do you know how to blow-dry hair?"
Yin Yue nodded, "I will!"
His gaze fell on He Yuan's damp, dark hair, and he said tactfully, "I'll blow-dry it for you, and you can let me stay tonight."
It wasn't a plea, but a subtle command.
It was as if the Dragon Lord had not yet accepted his inferior position and was stubbornly holding on.
That's really interesting.
He Yuan smiled. "Then how do you account for breaking into my room in the middle of the night?"
Yin Yue retorted stubbornly, "That's...that's not considered reckless! Since you agreed, then I'm not considered reckless!"
He Yuan laughed and pounced on him, her fragrant body drawn into his embrace, unable to let go.
Yin Yue blushed and hurriedly defended herself: "What are you laughing at!"
He Yuan's hands moved up and slowly wrapped around his shoulders. She leaned closer and sat in his arms, where he held her close.
Yin Yue stammered, unable to speak, her eyes darting around, "Where...where is the hair dryer?"
He Yuan rested her cheek against his neck, her damp hair clinging to him, mingling with his sweet fragrance.
In a daze, I felt like I had entered a jar of honey.
"Where's the hair dryer? Shouldn't I be asking you that?" He Yuan breathed into her earlobe. "Little Yin Yue, don't tell me that after all this time of studying magic, you still can't dry my hair."
"Who...who can't!"
As Yin Yue retorted, she picked up a strand of hair and carefully tested the pressure.
Fortunately, every Dragon Lord has good talent. While their abilities in healing and harming people may differ, they all excel at drying hair.
He Yuan touched the end of her hair, nodded in satisfaction, and then slipped her fingers into Yin Yue's lips.
"Have you taken a shower?"
Yin Yue stuck out her tongue and licked his fingertips, skillfully hooking his fingers deeper, and mumbled, "Mmm."
He Yuan withdrew her hand, wiped it on his clothes, and pulled him down onto the bed.
"Hmm... I need to check first... If it's not clean, you'll have to wash it again, understand?"
Yin Yue spread her hands and let him do as he pleased, "I know, I know."
He Yuan untied the clothes he had hastily put on and traced his muscles with her fingers.
The skin on his hands trembled with his movements, displaying different colors and temperatures.
It's really... fun.
It was a pure and innocent type that he hadn't tried before.
The men I've met before have all been carnivorous, and I've never met one who's so clueless and just starting to understand things.
He Yuan's tolerance for him has increased considerably.
Even if Yin Yue makes a fool of herself by ejaculating too quickly in Chu Nan right now, He Yuan will forgive her.
Of course, Yin Yue wouldn't.
He possesses the strength inherited from the Dragon Lord lineage, and his rock-hard muscles are already proving his power.
After He Yuan finished her examination, she lay on top of him, her elbows supporting his chest.
"How much do you know? Do you need me to teach you?"
Teaching is very rewarding, but He Yuan finds it troublesome and hopes that the other party can learn it on their own.
Yinyue pressed down on his waist and asked him only, "Do you prefer being on top or on the bottom?"
He Yuan replied, "Either is fine."
He was then pressed down onto the bed, his eyes fixed on the luminous pearl atop the bed curtains.
The shy kisses kept falling on my body, patrolling every inch, not even sparing my navel, as if they wanted to devour everything.
His technique was clumsy, but his process was very mature, as if he had studied it specifically but had not yet put it into practice.
He Yuan breathed softly, her fingers pressing against Yin Yue's thick hair.
"Tell me your name... Waaah—!"
He couldn't help but bend over.
The fingers that held the hair moved to the back of the neck, and the hot breath reached the earlobe.
Then, He Yuan heard two clear words.
"Yin Yue, my name is Yin Yue."
The sound is the same as drinking the moon.
He Yuan had come across this name in records.
But like many dragon deities before him, this name only has one birth and death year.
In the records of the Immortal Ship, the Dragon Lord is only described in detail starting from the time of Yu Bie.
One reason is that the monks lost a lot of information during their migration, and the other is that the population has decreased sharply, with the older generation almost no longer existing.
Therefore, He Yuan only knew about the name He Yuan, including his birth and death dates.
But now, this name has a more specific, corresponding person.
The feeling of discovering the true face of a name that only existed in history... excites Heyuan more than anything else right now.
He gripped his waist tightly, never before moving with such passion, causing the two dragons secretly observing to grind their teeth in exasperation.
As they watched this scene unfold, their intense jealousy almost materialized, instantly piercing through the very bloodline that had seduced the crane in the dead of night.
They say they are all of the same blood and should share everything.
In fact, there have always been many conflicts between the two of them.
What was supposed to be a one-time event gradually turned into two, three, or even four times due to one person's dissatisfaction and resentment, eventually leading to the incident where He Yuan was entangled until the afternoon of the next day.
This made He Yuan realize that something was wrong, and he had no choice but to temporarily implement another plan.
My teeth are practically grinding to powder.
This little brat actually let both of them out, one being swallowed while the other rubbed against the outside, truly—truly shameless!
They completely forgot that, having been boiled in water in the middle of the night, they seemed to be even more...
After all, everyone has double standards.
They clearly didn't like seeing this scene, but they were reluctant to leave, so they could only helplessly keep a tight grip on the time, thinking that they couldn't let this person do it four times, surpassing any of them.
But they underestimated how far Crane and Kite's affection could extend to the bottom line.
By the seventh time, He Yuan was still excitedly pulling Yin Yue along, seemingly with no intention of stopping.
As husbands in name only, they should probably pull them apart.
But they cannot.
Because this is the choice of the cranes and kites, they are not allowed to interfere.
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Author's note: Filming should be wrapping up soon.
Probably... [melted]
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