Three Two Seven Dual Bloodline Power [Fourth Update] Qian Jin was momentarily stunned. He hadn't expected Lucifer Liushui to be lucid, and what's more, she actually dared—the moment of stupefaction that You Si had just shown, clearly it was...

"Don't stop," Lucifer Liushui’s beautiful face held an indescribable allure. "You promised to thank me. Why are you stopping?"

Qian Jin stared blankly at Lucifer Liushui, unsure what this fiend was thinking.

"What? Conceding defeat?" Lucifer Liushui’s toes repeatedly traced patterns on Qian Jin's calf. "If you don't continue, then you must compensate Zhou Zhou for what she did to me. I still want to give myself to you... you..."

Pfft!

Qian Jin stepped out, his body suddenly leaning forward, pressing his entire weight onto Lucifer Liushui. His hands grasped her smooth, slender arms, his nose almost touching hers, listening to her clearly accelerating heartbeat. "Don't play with fire like this again, do you believe I'll really take you right here?"

A flicker of stunned silence crossed Lucifer Liushui’s eyes. Her seductive lips curled into a faint, proud smile. "If you truly desire it, and the object is you, I truly wouldn't mind giving myself to you. You are far superior to the younger generation of the major Demon Clans! Before I become the Great Demon Queen, my Father Emperor will likely marry me off. It would be better to give myself to you than to have my body ruined by those trash. Take me, then..."

Qian Jin looked at Lucifer Liushui with dull surprise. In that instant, the demoness’s tone was filled with endless sorrow and hatred, as if she held a deep fear for her own future. Perhaps it was because of this fear that she appeared so... alluring on the surface.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to?" Lucifer Liushui saw a trace of pity cross Qian Jin's eyes.

Her alluring countenance suddenly showed a flash of anger. She broke free from Qian Jin’s grip, raising both palms to push him, sending him backward.

"It's too late to want it now." Lucifer Liushui stood up, brushed off her hands, and adjusted the deep V-neck of her garment. Her expression held an indescribable arrogance. "That's all for today! When this Princess decides to favor you another time, remember to finish what we didn't complete today. Now, get out! I'll take you to find the monster iron you need... and the Dou Stone vein! Remember, I get half of whatever comes from this vein."

Qian Jin stared blankly at Lucifer Liushui's retreating figure as she disappeared into the water curtain. His mind replayed the notes of the Qian family experts—those marginal records many people tended to ignore, which contained a fair amount of inside information about the Demon Race.

The Lucifer Royal Family was a highly peculiar clan. No matter which clan the female Lucifer royalty mated with, she would never bear a descendant of the Lucifer lineage; only offspring of the male's clan would be born.

It was precisely because of this unique characteristic that the women of the Lucifer Royal Family had a special purpose: political marriage alliances!

They formed alliances with the major clans, while simultaneously taking wives from other clans to bolster the manpower of the Lucifer Royal Family.

The other clans were also eager for descendants to inherit the Fallen Angel Bloodline of the Lucifer Royal Family, making them willing participants in these political unions.

However, countless years had passed, and no warrior bearing the Fallen Angel Bloodline had ever emerged from the other Demon Clans. Only the Lucifer Royal Family...

The current Great Demon King was particularly formidable precisely because this Great Demon King of the Lucifer Royal Family not only possessed the Fallen Angel Bloodline but had also acquired the bloodline power of the Chaos Giant Roc, one of the Ten Great Demon Martial Knights!

The convergence of two rare bloodline powers within one demon—this made the current Great Demon King, Lucifer Tianjian, known as the foremost master of this era!

"Sigh," Qian Jin softly shook his head and stepped toward the water curtain. Every race, every family, had its share of unfairness. Lucifer Liushui held lofty ambitions, yet because of her female identity, she could only serve as a political bargaining chip. It was no wonder she always acted the way she did.

"Huh?"

As Qian Jin stepped through the water curtain, he glanced back at a luminous pearl embedded in the wall, then scratched his head. "Did I misperceive something? I think I felt... that pearl turn into an eye? It looked like it glanced at me." Qian Jin walked through the water curtain and swam upward against the chill of the pool. The pearl set into the wall wriggled again, and within its immense sphere, the faint outline of a figure appeared—the shape of a woman! If Qian Jin had seen it, he might have exclaimed a name: Hai Qing’er!

The dry, scorching Ancient Desolate Sea felt completely different from the humid air inside the cave, giving one the sensation of being in two separate spaces.

Qian Jin slowly descended from the metal mine, looking confusedly at Duan Feng Bu’er, who charged forward with an eager embrace. "What's wrong?" Duan Feng Bu’er wrapped his arm around Qian Jin's neck, nodding repeatedly with admiration. "Man, you are incredible! You actually managed to secure the Demon Princess!"

"What?" Qian Jin bent slightly to accommodate Duan Feng Bu’er’s familiar grip, raising an eyebrow in surprise toward him. "You secured the Demon Princess! I saw it—she has hickeys on her neck! Don't tell me she did them herself. Even if the Demon Race has many strange abilities our human race lacks, this Demon Princess couldn't reach her own neck to kiss it." Chekfulite’s usually aloof, handsome face cracked into an ambiguous smile, as if conveying: We are both men, I know what you did.

Qian Jin really wanted to say he hadn't done anything, yet he had done something back in the cave. While it hadn't reached the level the three men were implying, it was the most intimate moment of his life so far.

Lucifer Liushui smiled as she adjusted the V-neck of her combat uniform, pulling the collar slightly lower.

Although her cleavage wasn't fully exposed, there was a deep kiss mark on the path leading towards it.

Duan Feng Bu’er glanced at it and his smile toward Qian Jin became even more knowing, his thumb beckoning repeatedly.

Qian Jin realized Lucifer Liushui truly was a fiend! Just like the wandering bards described—a succubus who could trick men into losing themselves. Seductive, sexy, and alluring!

Pan Hongji’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. This Qian Jin... had actually slept with the Demon Princess?

This... this could be counted as bringing glory to the Zhence Dynasty, couldn't it? Sleeping with the princess of an enemy nation!

In the history of the Zhence Dynasty, there were countless warriors wielding powerful weapons who had severed the heads of Lucifer Royal Princes and Princesses, but never before had there been a single man who had slept with a princess of the Lucifer Royal Family. Not even one of the Three Ultimate Bloodline Warriors had ever been this fierce.

Qian Jin shot Lucifer Liushui a look, too lazy to offer any explanation. He directly opened his Dou Realm and retrieved his Zhanmadao (Horse-Slaying Saber), mounting half of his wrist shield onto the specialized metal bracer.

Lucifer Liushui’s eyes immediately lit up when she saw the half-wrist shield. It was this strange, broken shield that had blocked the attack of the Destruction Demon Eye that day. What kind of shield was it?

Pan Hongji stared suspiciously at the wrist shield on Qian Jin’s arm. Everyone else had been given new Dou-grade shields, so why was the main man himself using a battered one?

Qian Jin tested the weight of the Zhanmadao in his hand and looked at Lucifer Liushui. "Lead the way? Let's go get the Dou Stone vein first. That way, even if it's not a special metal, we can speed up some of the special refinement processes when we return, right?"

"Certainly." Lucifer Liushui lowered her head slightly, obedient as a newly wed bride, and walked at the very front of the group.

"Impressive," Duan Feng Bu’er nudged Qian Jin’s shoulder. "A Demon Princess, and she listens to you this much now."

"You believe that?" Qian Jin rolled his eyes at Duan Feng Bu’er. "If you believe that, you’re an idiot."

The Dou Stone vein? Pan Hongji followed the group half-believing, half-doubting, carefully observing the surroundings. Although this area was on the fringe of the Ancient Desolate Sea, because it was still within the Qian family's sphere of influence, no one had ever ventured here to see it. He hadn't expected such a peaceful place to exist amidst the harsh sands—not a single fierce magical beast!

Only the occasional small scorpion or palm-sized sand lizard scurried across the dunes.

Qian Jin looked down at a fingernail-sized scorpion and shook his head gently. Compared to the powerful magical beasts, these tiny creatures had a much harder time surviving in the Ancient Desolate Sea.

Over the short distance of ten li, Qian Jin clearly felt the air temperature rise noticeably again. Even though the shoes provided by the Pan family had excellent insulation, the heat still seeped through the sand into the soles of his feet—something that hadn't happened at the metal mine.

In just a short distance of over ten li, the temperature had increased so much? Qian Jin rested the Zhanmadao on his back and gazed toward the deeper reaches of the Ancient Desolate Sea. This expanse, known as mysterious, was far more enigmatic than anyone could imagine.

"We're almost there..."

Lucifer Liushui dropped her 'new bride' demeanor, her face showing the caution only a warrior possessed. She flattened her body onto the sand and raised her hand, signaling everyone to get down as well.

"It's settled," Lucifer Liushui looked back at Qian Jin. "From here you can..."

"No," Qian Jin shook his head softly. "I must see the Blazing Berserk Cactus with my own eyes."

"Furthermore," he continued, "the wind direction here is extremely unstable. Even if we released the mysterious potion, there would only be a twenty percent chance of the scent carrying over."

Lucifer Liushui frowned at Qian Jin. "Last time, I went over from the air. The Blazing Berserk Cactus couldn't harm us. If you go over... those beasts are extremely sensitive to the environment."

"I'll try," Qian Jin said.

Qian Jin crouched low and slowly continued forward. Pan Hongji pursed his lips and could only take a wide detour to follow Qian Jin. This observation phase was mainly focused on Qian Jin; the others would observe incidentally.

Lucifer Liushui lightly raised her leg, then felt a hand press down on her shoulder. She turned back and glared at Duan Feng Bu’er. "What are you doing?"

"What am I doing?" Duan Feng Bu’er rolled his eyes toward Lucifer Liushui. "Are you following to help or to cause trouble? If danger arises, can you outrun Qian Jin? And then he'd have to carry you while running? If he goes, maybe he won't be discovered, but you?"

"Trust Qian Jin," Fen Tu Kuang Ge whispered, looking ahead. "You haven't seen his concealment techniques. That's..."