Chapter 85: The Power of a Foreign God, Serpent-Slayer, Twin Births at Level 3

Chapter 85: The Power of a Foreign God, Serpent-Slayer, Twin Births at Level 3



"W-what are you doing?!"

Ning Fengwan panicked, feeling something pressed against her, she dared not move, like a herbivore that had encountered a sleeping lion, afraid that a slight touch would accidentally wake it up.

"What do you think I want to do? Hmm? Miss Wan?"

Xue Jing sat behind the young girl, his arms wrapped around her, his chin resting on her shoulder as he spoke in a low voice.

His warm breath tickled Ning Fengwan's ear, causing her whole body to tremble, her toes curled, and a tingling sensation ran through her.

"No...don't..."

The girl murmured softly, as if refusing, but her body went soft and limp, her hands resting on Xue Jing's arms as if to push him away, but she couldn't muster much strength.

Her long black hair, silky as satin, was wet and stuck to her delicate, pale cheeks.

Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her usually spirited and dominant narrow phoenix eyes were now filled with weakness and helplessness, her small mouth slightly agape as if she was suppressing something...

Xue Jing was captivated by her allure at this moment, his pupils quivering as he held her tighter.

Then he leaned in close to her neck, his lips brushing against her skin.

"Mmm~"

Ning Fengwan shuddered, biting her lower lip gently, and a layer of mist formed in her eyes.

"!!!"

Suddenly, the girl raised her head, revealing her graceful and slender neck like that of a swan.

Under the water, a pair of hands moved gently and softly.

Not touching any overly sensitive areas, just gently stroking, like an itch that couldn't be scratched, vague and elusive...

After more than ten minutes, Ning Fengwan's eyes were unfocused, her mouth slightly open, and her body leaning back, resting against Xue Jing.

Only occasionally would her body shudder, indicating that she hadn't lost consciousness.

The girl turned her head slightly to look at Xue Jing's profile, her narrow phoenix eyes filled with an unreadable expression.

At that moment, the tail ring on her cat tail emitted a brilliant platinum light.

Ning Fengwan could feel a strange power emanating from the tail ring, seeping into her body.

At the same time, Xue Jing's movements paused.

【Detected divine substance, absorbing divinity...】

'Divinity?!'

Xue Jing's eyes widened in surprise as he looked at the panel that had suddenly appeared, along with the divinity that was increasing by the second.

'Promoting the fusion between the cat, the cat's tail ring, and the recipient of the blessing of the foreign god Bastet, actually absorbs divinity?'

Xue Jing's expression was peculiar.

But thinking about it carefully, it made sense.

The cat's tail ring was a divine artifact bestowed by the Lion Saint Church during the blessing ceremony, connecting it to the foreign god Bastet.

Now that Ning Fengwan was deepening her fusion with the cat's tail ring, she was extracting the power of Bastet from within it.

Foreign gods are also divine beings, possessing divinity.

Xue Jing thought for a moment, then began to move his hands in a gradual, rhythmic manner.

Ning Fengwan suddenly stiffened, her back straightening, her toes curling and uncurling, curling and uncurling...

Her hands clenched tightly onto Xue Jing's arms, with such force that it almost made his bones creak.

Xue Jing's voice carried a hint of laughter as he whispered,

"Miss Wan, are you alright now?"

Ning Fengwan curled up, burying her head in her lap, her expression hidden as she mumbled,

"I don't know what you're talking about..."

Xue Jing smiled but didn't press further. Instead, he asked, "How do you feel? With Bastet's power?"

Ning Fengwan closed her eyes to sense the changes within her, then hesitated, "I feel like...I've become a bit stronger?"

Xue Jing glanced at the five fingermarks dug into his arms and raised an eyebrow,

"I can feel it."

With his current body, a dull knife might not even leave a mark on his skin.

Yet Ning Fengwan, in her trance-like state, had managed to leave five deep scratches with just a grip.

The power of the foreign god Bastet was indeed impressive.

"Did it only enhance your physical body?" Xue Jing wondered aloud, continuing his inquiry. "Try to sense carefully if there are any other abilities or powers."

Ning Fengwan closed her eyes.

After a while, she suddenly extended her right hand.

"Clang—"

From the tips of her five fingers, five silver-white, sharp claws sprouted.

For some reason, seeing those claws, Xue Jing felt a sense of danger that made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end.

Suppressing that feeling, he asked, "What is this?"

Ning Fengwan opened her eyes, looking uncertain as she said, "I suddenly learned this. It seems to be called...in a language I've never heard before... If I were to translate it into Chinese, it would be 'Serpent-Slayer'?"

"Serpent-Slayer?" Xue Jing repeated.

Ning Fengwan nodded.

"Suddenly, some knowledge appeared in my mind, related to the foreign god 'Bastet'."

"The Wild Cat Goddess of War, Bastet, has a title known as the 'Serpent-Slayer'..."

Ning Fengwan searched her mind for the knowledge about the foreign god that had appeared and tried to translate it into Chinese.

"She slew the 'Chaos Serpent Apep', and her claws, stained with serpent blood, gained the ability to counter 'serpent-related beings'. Thus, the claws are named 'Serpent-Slayer'."

She turned her gaze to Xue Jing, a mysterious smile playing on her lips.

"...The serpent is the origin of the dragon, thus, the 'Dragon Species' also falls within the counter range of the Serpent-Slayer."

The girl gently dragged her claws across Xue Jing's chest, causing a chill to spread.

Xue Jing noticed that just the proximity of the claws made his skin prickle, and his Golden Dragon Scales automatically activated, causing the imprint of dragon scales to appear.

"What do you think, Mr. Xue, the heir of the Dragon Sect, who hides a true dragon within himself?"

Xue Jing's eyebrows arched, "I merely practice a martial art called the Dragon Concealment Style. Am I also considered a dragon and thus, countered?"

Ning Fengwan stroked her chin thoughtfully, "The abilities of the gods do seem to work in such unreasonable ways."

"I now have a vague feeling that you are a 'dragon', and in the face of the Serpent-Slayer, you can be easily torn apart."

Xue Jing's mouth twitched.

What is this? A Tyrantrum Pokemon? A dinosaur bane?

Did I give myself a debuff by practicing a dragon-related martial art?

Suddenly, he recalled something and exclaimed, "Wait, aren't you the leader of the Dragon Sect?"

"So, I ended up with an ability that counters dragons?" Xue Jing's expression was peculiar.

He wondered what expression Mr. An, who had sent Ning Fengwan to the headquarters of the Dragon Sect to receive the blessing ceremony, would have if he knew about this situation.

Ning Fengwan herself felt strange about it and shook her head, "Before this, the Dragon Sect was more of a gang disguised as a religious group... If not for Mr. An reaching out, I wouldn't have known that the Dragon Sect actually worships a foreign god.

"She retracted her silver-white claws, named 'Serpent-Slayer', and scratched her face, looking troubled.

'I was thinking that if all else fails, I'd go to the headquarters for help, but now the situation is even more complicated...'

Xue Jing wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into an embrace, smiling as he said, "Let's not worry about that for now."

Ning Fengwan nodded slightly, resting her head on Xue Jing's chest, feeling a sense of peace wash over her.

However, not long after, she sat up and asked in a soft voice, "Why didn't you... put it away?"

Xue Jing sighed, "Teacher Wan, you truly don't know your own charm. How could I not have any thoughts after doing that?"

"Then what do we do?" Ning Fengwan asked, flustered.

Xue Jing thought for a moment, then leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.

Upon hearing his words, Ning Fengwan's face, already flushed with embarrassment, turned even redder, and she shook her head vigorously, "No... no, we can't do that... it's not allowed..."

But Xue Jing was persistent, like a devil whispering temptations, "You deepened your fusion with Bastet, and you know what that means for me... It would be beneficial for us to do that."

"Am I supposed to forcefully hold back every time we want to draw upon Bastet's power from now on?"

"Teacher Wan, you wouldn't be so cruel, would you...?"

His tone was gentle and persuasive, without a hint of impatience, as if he was genuinely considering the benefits of such an act.

Ning Fengwan, who was already finding it hard to resist him, was further swayed by his seemingly reasonable arguments, and her mind grew cloudy as she murmured, "Then... I'll... give it a try."

...

The process itself is not worth mentioning.

To put it simply, Xue Jing did the deed.

It is worth noting that during the act, the cat tail ring emitted a brilliant platinum light, and Xue Jing absorbed another wave of divinity.

The only problem that Xue Jing felt was a bit serious was that Ning Fengwan's teeth were a bit sharp and left some marks.

Fortunately, his Golden Dragon Scales endured it perfectly, and he even found it a little stimulating.

In the bathroom, Ning Fengwan wore only a white T-shirt of Xue Jing's, which was overly large on her, the hem reaching down to her thighs.

She held a toothbrush in her hand, brushing her teeth vigorously, her face still flushed, and she glanced at Xue Jing with a resentful look in her eyes.

Recalling how she had been forcibly held down earlier, she almost choked.

They had initially agreed that it would only involve their hands...

But then he started saying that it wasn't enough...

The young girl felt a mix of self-blame and resentment.

How could she have been so impulsive to agree to such a thing?

She spat out the foam from her mouth and rinsed, then angrily said, "You jerk, this is the last time! Don't even think about it after this!"

Xue Jing, for some reason, looked refreshed and energetic, and readily agreed, "Okay, okay."

Ning Fengwan glared at him, annoyed by his casual attitude.

"Xue Jing, you're feeling pretty proud of yourself, aren't you?!"

Xue Jing feigned innocence, "How could I, Teacher Wan?"

Ning Fengwan's narrow, phoenix-like eyes shone with determination, "Don't think that I'm just saying this. This is absolutely the last time. Even if you kneel and beg me next time, I won't help you."

Xue Jing placed his hands on her shoulders, comforting her, "Alright, Teacher Wan, don't be angry. I'll be gentler next time."

Ning Fengwan glared at him, "There won't be a next time!"

Xue Jing chuckled, "Okay, okay, no next time."

...

Late at night, Xue Jing lay in bed.

Ning Fengwan, in her black cat form, was curled up on his chest, fast asleep.

He gently stroked the smooth fur of the cat and opened the panel to take a look.

[Divinity: 309]



"To think there would be so much..."

Xue Jing's eyes narrowed in thought.

Just by promoting the fusion between Ning Fengwan and the cat tail ring, he had gained so much divinity, almost equivalent to the amount he would absorb from a divine artifact.

If he could continue to absorb this much each time, wouldn't he soar to new heights? Perhaps it wouldn't be long before he could see what the [Twin Births] or [Shadowflame] divinity avatars were.

"But what exactly is 'divinity'?"

Xue Jing had a lingering doubt in his mind.

If divinity was the source of power for divine artifacts, then those artifacts that had their divinity absorbed by him should have lost their abilities.

However, in reality, the divine artifacts that he had absorbed divinity from showed absolutely no changes... at least none that he could discern.

The same was true for the foreign god Bastet. After he had absorbed divinity from Ning Fengwan, she still gained the power of Bastet and acquired the ability called 'Serpent-Slayer'.

After much contemplation, Xue Jing shook his head.

"Forget it, I'll think about this later. For now, it doesn't seem to have any impact."

He opened the panel and scrolled down to the divinity skills section.

His finger hovered between [Twin Births] and [Shadowflame].

"I wonder what enhancements I'll get for [Shadowflame] Lv.2... Probably reduced consumption and increased power, right?"

Xue Jing thought for a moment, then chose to upgrade [Twin Births].

Currently, the enhancement for [Fitness] hadn't met all the conditions, so it wasn't urgent.

Upgrading [Shadowflame] wasn't a pressing matter either.

Now that he had 300 points of divinity, it was just enough to upgrade [Twin Births] by one level.

[Twin Births Lv.3 (Divinity Required for Upgrade: 9/500)]



[Passive: Possess two lives. After death, you can freely choose the time of resurrection within seven days. Cooldown: Seventy days]



[Active: Each Lv.1 can specify one ability related to the physical body, and the effect will be doubled when used]



[Currently Activated: Physical Strength, Speed of Action]



[Currently Selectable: Physical Defense, Reaction Speed, Calculation Ability, Concentration, Memory...]



With Lv.3 of [Twin Births], the cooldown time for the passive ability had been reduced by another ten days, which delighted Xue Jing.

It seemed his earlier guess was correct—each level reduced the cooldown by ten days. Perhaps when it reached Lv.10, he could truly achieve infinite resurrection? Suppressing his excitement, he turned his attention to the active ability's selection.

What should he choose this time?

Xue Jing's gaze shifted between [Reaction Speed] and [Physical Defense].

Logically, [Reaction Speed] was a very good choice, but [Physical Defense] meant more than just defense to him at the moment...

Physical defense, or in other words, physical endurance.

The upper limit of the Dragon Concealment Style's five lethal moves was closely related to physical endurance...

...

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