Chapter 10: Chapter 200: Blue Seal

“Can a magical beast stay well-behaved inside? The moment I picked it up, I could sense it was stirring restlessly. If one day it breaks through the seal, how will you deal with it?” Long Zhantian laid the facts out before Feng Jiuge.

Feng Jiuge had never imagined the White Tiger Beast would break the seal. “I thought it went in voluntarily.”

“If not for your residual spiritual power inside the Dragon Soaring Whip, the White Tiger Beast wouldn't have gone in. Because it can rely on your spiritual power to recover itself; once it has recovered, your Dragon Soaring Whip certainly won't be able to suppress it, and it might even be destroyed by it.”

“Then what should be done? Should I break the seal and kill it?” Feng Jiuge didn't want to turn her Dragon Soaring Whip into a funerary object for the White Tiger Beast; it would be a loss greater than the gain.

“That won't be necessary. You only need to either extract your spiritual power from the Dragon Soaring Whip now, or strengthen the seal.”

“However, extracting the spiritual power is the worst option; by then, your Dragon Soaring Whip will become an ordinary object. As for strengthening the seal, I can certainly assist you with that.” Long Zhantian stroked Feng Jiuge's head and spoke dotingly.

“That would be best. I believe it definitely won't have the chance to break the seal. That way, once it has recovered inside, even if it can't come out, it will have to serve my Dragon Soaring Whip.”

Long Zhantian held the Dragon Soaring Whip in one hand, while his other hand lightly swept across the totem on the hilt. Finally, he pressed hard into the center of the totem, and it was finished in an instant.

Feng Jiuge found it somewhat unbelievable; it was done so quickly. She had thought it would take a long time and be quite difficult.

As an onlooker, Feng Jiuge certainly felt it was nothing special. It was purely due to Long Zhantian's strength; if it were Feng Jiuge herself, it would definitely take time.

Returning the Dragon Soaring Whip to Feng Jiuge, she took it in her hand. Although she didn't know why, she felt it was different from how it felt in her hands before.

Miraculously, Feng Jiuge discovered a thin layer of blue liquid flowing over the totem on the hilt, but she couldn't touch it even when she tried.

Knowing Feng Jiuge was puzzled, Long Zhantian explained, “The magical beast inside the Dragon Soaring Grass carries fire elements. I summoned water elements with my own spiritual power to use as a seal.”

“So that's how it is. By the way, is the area ahead the other entrance to the Magical Beast Forest you mentioned?” Feng Jiuge vaguely saw an opening.

“That's right. Follow me, and close your eyes first.”

“Why close my eyes? Is there a surprise?” Feng Jiuge could only think of this reason; wasn't that how it always played out on TV?

As she spoke, Feng Jiuge was quite cooperative, covering her eyes with one hand. “Done.”

Allowing Long Zhantian to lead her, Feng Jiuge walked through the darkness. She wasn't afraid of losing her footing or tripping, as she felt a beam of light guiding her forward. Feng Jiuge had never tried entrusting herself so completely to another person.

Feng Jiuge felt quite good, her heart feeling sweet. What connected the two of them was no longer just their hands, but trust and love.

Feng Jiuge vaguely heard something greeting Long Zhantian; she thought it might be like those two silver foxes from before, acting as guards.

After about two more minutes, Long Zhantian took Feng Jiuge's hand away. Having regained sight, Feng Jiuge found it somewhat difficult to adjust. As she slowly opened her eyes, what appeared before her was a magnificent, pure white palace. Feng Jiuge was stunned, her words even becoming stuttered.

“This... this... is this... your doing!”

Seeing Feng Jiuge in this state, Long Zhantian gave a helpless smile. “Just like that, you're so shocked. It seems you're easily startled.”

There were still two guards at the entrance, but they weren't the previous two; they had been replaced. “Can I... can I go in and take a look!” Feng Jiuge requested.

“Of course you can. This was built for you from the beginning.”

“Specially built... for me?” Feng Jiuge didn't believe it. She hadn't seen it before, and it had been built in such a short amount of time.

“You'll know just by looking at the name!” Long Zhantian looked up and pointed to the plaque above the door.

“Jiu... Tian... Pavilion. Jiu Tian Pavilion. The 'Jiu' from my name, and the 'Tian' from yours.” Feng Jiuge was somewhat excited, her face turning a soft, rosy pink. Any man seeing this would surely find it hard to resist.

“Let's go in and take a look!” She pulled Long Zhantian's thick hand and stepped into the Jiu Tian Pavilion together.

“Masters!” The two shouted in unison to show their respect to Long Zhantian.

“Withdraw. Be ready whenever you are called! Understood?” Long Zhantian commanded emotionlessly, showing none of the tenderness he had just used when speaking to Feng Jiuge.

Upon stepping inside, Feng Jiuge found it wasn't exactly gold and jade brilliant, but it gave off a warm feeling, with everything in pink tones. Sunlight shone through light veils into the living room; the furnishings did not overwhelm the space but instead complemented the overall layout perfectly.

Seeing the outer room, Feng Jiuge knew there must be an inner room. However, looking everywhere, she couldn't find it, so she walked around, carefully inspecting her surroundings.

She walked up to a wall. The material of this wall was very different from the others; it was somewhat translucent, yet one couldn't see whether there was anything inside. Feng Jiuge glanced at Long Zhantian, but since he showed no sign of abnormality, she focused on herself, sipping tea.

Feng Jiuge tapped the wall lightly and understood what was going on. She suddenly felt very clever.

“Jiuge, since when have you been so happy? I see you smiling to yourself!” Hearing Long Zhantian's words, Feng Jiuge defensively said, “I am not! You saw wrong!”

“If not, then fine. I was originally going to tell you, but since Jiuge doesn't want to know, I won't force it.”

“What? Truly an old fox, knowing what I'm looking for and not telling me!” Feng Jiuge muttered in her heart, but she did not make a sound.

“I won't say it, I'll do it myself!” Feng Jiuge ignored Long Zhantian.

Seeing Feng Jiuge still fumbling there, Long Zhantian set down his teacup, walked up behind her, and embraced her. “Kiss me once, and I'll help you open it. How about it?”

Feng Jiuge turned around, but she didn't expect Long Zhantian to turn his head at the same time, causing their lips to meet. Feng Jiuge turned her head away and said nonchalantly, “The kiss is done, now open it!”

Long Zhantian released Feng Jiuge and pushed inward at a spot one-quarter away from the corner of the wall. A thin crack appeared, and slowly, a door emerged.

Feng Jiuge couldn't wait to move forward, slipping past Long Zhantian's arms and entering the inner room ahead of him.

Long Zhantian followed her in, but Feng Jiuge stood at the doorway, showing no intention of entering.

“Why don't you go in and look?” Long Zhantian was very calm, but Feng Jiuge's face was as red as a cherry.

Why was that?

It turned out that inside, besides a large bed two meters wide covered in pink sheets, there was nothing else; it was just placed there nakedly.

Once Feng Jiuge regained her composure, she asked as if indifferent, “Why make such a large bed?”

“I like large beds; they are more comfortable. And... you know why.” Long Zhantian spoke somewhat seductively, his magnetic voice echoing in Feng Jiuge's ear.

“I don't know at all!” Feng Jiuge's face and neck were flushed, and her voice rose several octaves.

“I'll tell you personally, alright? However, if you experience it yourself, Jiuge will certainly understand more easily, and it won't be easily forgotten!” Long Zhantian was clearly teasing, and he was even happier seeing Feng Jiuge's reaction.

“Always thinking of such things! I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going outside to look around.”

In truth, although Feng Jiuge did not seem like a frail woman and did not yearn for a princess-like life like most women, she still liked the color pink very much. The softness in her heart was touched.

Long Zhantian casually closed the door, not letting Feng Jiuge go out.

“Why did you close the door?” Feng Jiuge walked toward the door, attempting to leave. But Long Zhantian gave her no chance.

Long Zhantian pinned Feng Jiuge against the door, his leg pressing between her thighs so she had no chance to break free. With his hands braced against the door, a hint of devilish charm appeared as he whispered in Feng Jiuge's ear, “You!”

He kissed her earlobe and even licked it with his tongue, causing Feng Jiuge's whole body to shudder.

Feng Jiuge used both hands to try and push Long Zhantian away, but he was like Mount Tai, unmoving. With one hand braced against the door, Long Zhantian used the other to cup Feng Jiuge's chin, directly meeting her soft, sweet lips.

Feng Jiuge didn't want Long Zhantian to succeed so easily, making it look like she was too eager to do things with him, so she kept her lips tightly shut to prevent him from taking advantage.

But the cunning Long Zhantian would never allow himself to be blocked by Feng Jiuge in the implementation of his plan; he truly knew how to counter every move.

Long Zhantian's hands roamed over Feng Jiuge's chest through her clothes. Since there was always a layer of fabric between them, Long Zhantian couldn't feel much. It was the same for Feng Jiuge. Having a "salty pig hand" wandering all over her chest, what woman could remain calm?

Thus, both of the dissatisfied parties took action.

Feng Jiuge grabbed Long Zhantian's hand and bit down hard on his arm. Long Zhantian took a deep breath and had no choice but to stop, looking at the deep tooth marks on his arm. “You little enchantress.”

Being treated this way, Long Zhantian decided he must make Feng Jiuge submit beneath him; otherwise, she would be walking all over him in the future.

Long Zhantian picked Feng Jiuge up in a princess carry and walked straight toward the bed. The moment she was lifted, Feng Jiuge lost her balance and instinctively wrapped her arms around Long Zhantian's neck.

This action made Long Zhantian very satisfied; this was exactly the effect he wanted. Long Zhantian chuckled inwardly.

Long Zhantian gently placed Feng Jiuge on the bed, using one hand to hold both of her hands pinned against the headboard, while the other hand deftly unbuttoned her clothes. As her outer garment loosened, her two rounded curves could be faintly seen.

Feng Jiuge's beautiful figure made Long Zhantian's Adam's apple bob, and he actually felt a sense of thirst.

Feng Jiuge felt a chill on her chest. Looking down, she realized her clothes had been stripped off by Long Zhantian and pulled down to her waist.

Next came the vital parts; as long as he broke through, he bet Feng Jiuge would definitely give in.