Long Xuechan frowned slightly, "Long Yi, are you trying to send me away? I and Nie Kong have already consummated our marriage.

Is there anything you are discussing with him that I shouldn't hear? Or do you think that because Meixian and I have violated the Dragon Spirit Clan rule against marrying outsiders, you intend to move against him?" Long Yi gave a wry smile.

"How could that be? Although to maintain the purity of our bloodline, our female clan members are forbidden from marrying out, and female members are forbidden from marrying in, since you already share the 'Dragon Mate Seal,' opposition is futile.

Xuechan, you worry too much. How about this: I guarantee I will return Nie Kong to you completely whole." "Your guarantee?

I hardly dare trust that?" Long Xuechan disdainfully pursed her red lips and scoffed, "Back then, you, the Prince of the Dragon Spirit Clan, didn't you solemnly vow that when you grew up, you would be the guardian deity for us clan members? How is it that only a few years later, you now want to sell Meixian and me off to that Snake Fang...

oh, I see now. You probably mean you'll be the guardian deity for the clan when you really grow up, implying you still consider yourself a child." "..." Long Yi’s face flushed crimson, yet he found no retort.

Although that decision was made for the continuity of the entire clan's bloodline, and it was the joint decision of the Dragon King and the Elders, ultimately, he was the one dispatched to Spirit Imperial City to persuade them, and he was the one who prevented the Red Chamber branches from supporting Long Xuechan. This fact had always filled him with deep shame.

Nie Kong couldn't help but smile, "Sister Chan, let bygones be bygones. You should go back and wait for me first.

You too, Youhun." "Alright, I'll listen to you." Long Xuechan also felt she had pushed Long Yi far enough. She nodded obediently, displaying the full demeanor of a docile young woman.

Having grown accustomed to Long Xuechan's seductive allure and captivating charm, Nie Kong was momentarily stunned by this sudden shift, feeling utterly speechless. Seeing Nie Kong’s dazed expression, Long Xuechan let out a coquettish giggle, blooming with a hundred forms of charm, instantly reverting to her captivating self.

She purred, "Little brother Nie Kong, come back soon. Sister will be washed up and waiting for you at home.

Staying on this bird’s back for so many days, I haven't been able to do anything—Sister is about to burst!" With that, the ever-changing enchantress swayed her rounded hips gracefully and led the Youhun Eagle King away. Her intensely alluring laughter echoed far across the beach.

Watching Long Xuechan's graceful figure recede, Nie Kong didn't know whether to laugh or cry; she was getting deeper and deeper into character. Long Yi was long used to Long Xuechan’s antics.

Only after her figure vanished into the wooded path did he let out a long sigh of relief. "Brother Nie Kong, thank you so much.

If you hadn't spoken up just now, Xuechan probably wouldn't have let me off so easily." "No need for formalities, let’s go," Nie Kong said with a faint smile. To act as Long Yi did, being a prince of a major Spirit Clan, was truly commendable.

In terms of personal character, this Long Yi was leagues ahead of Snake Fang, and objectively speaking, the Dragon Spirit Clan's decision and Long Yi’s actions at the time were not wrong. Of course, having said that, thinking about how Long Xuechan and Long Meixian were temporarily sacrificed by the Dragon Spirit Clan, Nie Kong naturally couldn't remain quite so 'understanding.' Fortunately, the crisis facing Long Xuechan and Long Meixian had passed, and things hadn't escalated beyond recovery.

From his observations during the journey, Nie Kong noted that Long Xuechan's resentment had significantly faded over these days. However, despite her outwardly bold appearance, her heart was incredibly delicate due to her spiritual body.

A rift had appeared, and while she might exchange pleasantries with Long Yi and the others later, restoring things to how they were before was unlikely. Nie Kong decided to let nature take its course regarding this situation, not wanting Long Xuechan to force a repair of that crack while harboring secret grievances because of his persuasion.

Although reconciling with the Dragon Spirit Clan would greatly aid him in leveraging their power in the future, he disdained pursuing such a means. Long Yi also understood this dynamic well, sighing helplessly as he led Nie Kong forward.

Nie Kong and Long Yi were currently at the tail end of the island, while the Dragon Pearl Palace lay at the dragon’s mouth. Reaching it required traversing the entire Dragon Island.

This setup conveniently allowed Nie Kong to grasp the island's topography; with Long Yi providing explanations, by the time Nie Kong reached the dragon's head, the island's general layout was etched into his mind. Climbing over the final ridge, the round Dragon Pearl Palace came clearly into view.

"Nie Kong, you've arrived!" Almost the instant the palace registered in his sight, a resonant voice carrying immense pressure drilled into Nie Kong's ears. In the next second, his meridians and spiritual acupoints seemed to suffer violent shocks, and all the essence of his Spirit Treasures surged wildly like a tidal wave.

What a powerful show of force! Nie Kong commanded with his mind.

The Nine Underworld Stars flickered intensely, and divine power, like fine threads, probed into his meridians and spiritual acupoints. In an instant, the surging essence of his Spirit Treasures returned to calm.

"Not bad," a voice commented with a hint of surprise. Nie Kong focused his gaze.

A pinpoint of golden light shone out from the wide entrance of the Dragon Pearl Palace. Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, an extremely strange scene unfolded before Nie Kong: that speck of golden light seemed to inflate countless times, then traversed the vast distance, manifesting with startling clarity right before his eyes.

It was a majestic middle-aged man, clad in a golden robe and a jade coronet, his very eyeballs golden. His features bore a seven or eight-tenths resemblance to Long Yi.

He stood arrogantly before the Dragon Pearl Palace, resembling a towering pillar of golden jade, an overwhelming sense of oppression suffusing the air. "Long Tiangong!" The three words flashed instantly in Nie Kong’s mind.

Long Tiangong was the name of the current Dragon King of the Dragon Spirit Clan. On the journey to the island, Long Xuechan had taken time to meticulously introduce Nie Kong to the clan's powerhouses.

This Dragon King had been the focus of her account; according to her, Long Tiangong was the foremost expert since the ancestor of the Dragon Spirit Clan. When describing Long Tiangong, Long Xuechan's expression had been exceedingly complex—she openly displayed her deep reverence, yet her dissatisfaction with the Dragon King regarding the Snake Fang incident was also obvious.

Nie Kong took a shallow breath, narrowing his eyes. Long Tiangong’s clear image gradually blurred, then resolved back into that single golden gleam, flickering at the Dragon Pearl Palace entrance.

Following Long Yi’s signal, Nie Kong wasted no more time. He immediately activated "Void Integration," reaching the palace gate a hundred meters ahead of Long Yi.

At this moment, Long Tiangong stood with his hands behind his back before the main door, a slight smile gracing his face. The incredibly potent pressure he had felt earlier had completely vanished, as if the figure standing before Nie Kong was not the renowned King of the Dragon Spirit Clan, but merely a benevolent middle-aged uncle.

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