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She draws energy directly from the ley lines, making her far more powerful than a normally hatched Netherworld Dragon. Qin He learned from the Inheritance Tree Seed that the ley lines of this world also possess additional natural energy bestowed by Celestia.

Although this Netherworld Dragon did not directly draw upon the World Tree's primordial energy from Serethi, it was still able to obtain from the ley lines the highest starting point sufficient to explore the limits of the species.

Imagine, she possesses godlike power from the moment she's born. If a normally grown Safi'jiiva has such strength, how powerful would a Xeno'jiiva with all the advantages of timing, location, and human support be?

If things go wrong, she might achieve a breakthrough that is extremely rare to appear in dragons, gaining the strength to be half a step into the Dao and become a god.

"How could this happen..."

Regardless, Qin He had to try to establish a connection with this exceptionally talented Netherworld Dragon. Ideally, he wanted her to remember him, and at the same time…

If Alatreon were to come and hunt down the mother and daughter, he would have to find a way to protect them.

The reason is simple: Alatreon only attacks Safi'jiiva when it feels threatened. As Safi'jiiva's descendant, Xeno'jiiva naturally wouldn't let it go either.

The presence of the Safi'jiiva will erode the surrounding environment into a dead zone suitable only for its own survival, by dominating and controlling the natural energy of the ley lines.

The Black Dragon, on the other hand, releases various types of natural energy from its body, frantically cleansing and destroying its surroundings to form its "divine realm".

Both of these are forbidden entities and are mortal enemies.

In theory, Safi'jiiva would destroy the ecosystem of a vast region. If left unchecked, it could manipulate leyline energy to transform the entire world into a dead zone where only Safi'jiiva could survive.

The Black Dragon, on the other hand, secluded itself in one place, turning that place into a divine realm ravaged by natural disasters.

In the words of the dragons, the Safi'jiiva constantly maintains a domain-like dragon's might, using this majesty to encroach upon the entire world.

It sounds intimidating, but it's really not a big deal in this world. After all, there's Celestia, the supreme goddess of nature, backing us up.

Even if the Fatalis were to absorb the entire ecosystem of a region and turn it into a dead zone, Celeste could restore most of its habitat to its original state.

Theoretically, she could change the world, but before she can, the world will return to its original state.

Therefore, in this world, Safi'jiiva is not that threatening. When she appears, the Hunter's Guild will not launch a large-scale, high-profile operation to kill her.

The Alatreon constantly unleashes its power through alternating bursts of burning, cold, lightning, and storms.

However, the mutated dragon's might of a true dragon can selectively kill or become immune to certain targets, preventing it from burning indiscriminately. The Alatreon, however, does not actively control this; its divine domain erupts with eternal natural energy.

As a result, all living beings near the divine realm are at risk of being annihilated by natural disasters. Wherever she goes, that becomes the "divine realm".

If these two were to fight, the violent energy would surely reach the dungeon's maximum capacity. The entire dungeon would be destroyed, and the soon-to-be-born Netherworld Dragon would naturally perish with it.

As a transmigrator and player, Qin He naturally knew where the Fatalis was and that the Alatreon would follow. The Shadow Dragon's current spatial sealing technique inadvertently protected the little Fatalis.

Otherwise... if Alatreon were to invade the dungeon, that would be no joke.

"Can I meet that Safi'jiiva? I know a little about Safi'jiiva."

"If I'm not mistaken, that Shadow Dragon's scheme is probably related to the battle between Fatalis and Alatreon."

Ishtar was truly helpless; the Fatalis had personally come to her door. If she didn't help watch over the cocoon, she would likely be forced into a violent confrontation.

The battle between Fatalis and Alatreon is not something a mere Kulve Taroth can interfere with.

Meanwhile, Qin He also temporarily organized the information and came to a plausible conclusion—

Shadow Dragon had also included the battle between Fatalis and Alatreon in its plan, and it itself was all bait prepared for the plan.

Once Qin He kills the Shadow Dragon, seizes the Dragon Abyss Divine Kingdom, and opens the entrance to the underground city, the Radiant Black Dragon, who has been waiting for its nemesis to fight to the death, will arrive.

He might then die in the battle between these two forbidden ancient dragons.

But... is this the right thing to do?

Up to now, Qin He has not obtained any information about the Black Dragon from the ground. The entire Great Wilderness Dragon Plains is currently bathed in sunshine and clear skies.

Furthermore, the Crimson Dragon had no compelling reason to kill Qin He.

It's impossible for a Miraboreas to suddenly appear in the middle of a fight, and then the Black Dragon Lady unleashes a burst of fiery energy that kills Qin He, right?

Qin He shook his head after looking at the silver-white scales that the Ancestral Dragon Miraruz had given him as a token.

Whatever schemes Shadow Dragon might concoct next, he can handle them.

"Alatreon?"

Ishtar quickly realized that she seemed to have been drawn into some serious conflict.

"If Alatreon comes... my Golden Land will definitely be a complete mess!"

When the Crimson Dragon arrived, she concealed her mysterious power to reshape the terrain in human form. It was clear she genuinely sought cooperation with sincerity.

But Alatreon didn't care about that. If she rushed straight into the Golden Land and went to the eighteenth floor to fight Fatalis to the death... the entire Golden Land would probably be melted into a mess.

“I know, so I want the Safi'jiiva to abandon this place immediately after the Xeno'jiiva hatches. If she is willing to cooperate, I have a way to move the mother and daughter away.”

This Safi'jiiva lady is clearly taking a gamble. She placed the "cocoon" she obtained within the highly energetic ley line of Dungeon Thirteen.

The outcome of her battle with Alatreon is still largely uncertain. However, if the fight were to involve Xeno'jiiva, who is a cub, then things would be very bad.

Forbidden Elder Dragons like Alatreon and Safi'jiiva possess unimaginably high levels of life. It's unknown how many millennia it will take for them to produce offspring.

Therefore, Safi'jiiva uses leyline energy to "mature" the unborn Xeno'jiiva, ensuring its offspring have the ability to escape danger before it arrives.

However, this Safi'jiiva had no idea what kind of monster she had created. A normal Safi'jiiva can reach a length of forty-eight meters.

In her juvenile stage (Xeno'jiiva), the energy she acquires determines her size. She can grow continuously by absorbing energy.

After its final molt, Xeno'jiiva will grow into Safi'jiiva and stop growing.

Born with a silver spoon in its mouth, the Xeno'jiiva hatches within the earth's ley lines, absorbing boundless energy. It is born with a nearly complete 45-meter length; given the opportunity to continue absorbing energy from the earth's ley lines…

It's possible that Xeno'jiiva might actually have a chance to reach the forbidden limit and become the king of the Safi'jiiva.

By then, even an ordinary Alatreon might not be able to stop her.

"Qin He, this little Netherworld Dragon is indeed an opportunity~ No matter what happens after it hatches, it's always worth it to gain its mother's approval."

As Celesi's gentle voice echoed in his ears, Qin He knew that this Miss Crimson Dragon was someone he could communicate and cooperate with.

First, she can transform into human form and negotiate cooperation with Kulve Taroth weaker than her, which makes her far superior to those individuals who only focus on modifying the environment.

Secondly, it was a gamble on the help that the mother and daughter could provide to Qin He.

Regarding the Xeno'jiiva, Qin He had actually seen another theory. It suggested that the abnormally developed Xeno'jiiva was simply an individual that had absorbed excessive amounts of energy.

Her large size does not mean that she will be able to surpass the original Fatalis and Alatreon in the future.

However, even if the Xeno'jiiva is merely ahead of its time and doesn't possess the potential of an Elder Dragon King, Qin He will still help the Crimson Dragon protect her.

"Don't worry, Celesi. I'll do my best to handle it. If it really gets out of control, I'll have to trouble you again."

Hearing Qin He say this, Seresi said somewhat sullenly:

"Qin He...! I really wanted you to rely on me more! You are my chosen one, how could I not help you?"

The supreme goddess of nature lowered her eyebrows, brushing against the green hair with fine white flowers growing at her temples.

Without Ishtar seeing, she planted a kiss on Qin He's forehead.

"Qin He~ You must win! I will always be by your side to support you, no matter what."

……

"Qin He is such a big idiot! He just ran off with the Shining Dragon, and now I have to deal with these bastards."

Inside the Golden Village, Zhong Liuxiu swung her smooth, delicate glass tail and kept complaining to the air.

At her feet lay a vast expanse of dismantled mining carts. The gray dwarves knelt in surrender, for behind Zhong Liuxiu was the World-Destroying Dragon, a peak-level god, who held sway over her.

This group of gray dwarves had a master who was also at the early stage of godhood accompanying them, which was their reliance on to dare to enter the Golden Land again.

They initially thought that the mining team could successfully complete the mining work under the wrath of the Kulve Taroth.

In a truly dire situation, even a master could buy some time.

But in the end, the experts on the gray dwarves' side were flattened under Gashia's claws after only a few rounds. The gray-skinned dwarves then realized just how vast the difference was between an ancient dragon and an ordinary powerful being.

"Xiuxiu, I'm back."

Qin He stepped out of the spatial scale and saw that Zhong Liuxiu had already wiped out all the gray dwarves in the Golden Village. He wanted to praise his wife for being virtuous and capable.

But Zhong Liuxiu, like an enraged house cat, pounced directly on Qin He's shoulder.

"You bastard...you're having a good time, aren't you? Do you know how much I wanted to join in when I was watching you two Ultramen having sex? I'll bite you to death—!"

She bit Qin He's earlobe and then half-draped her sleeve over him. If it were anyone else, their ear would have been ripped off.

"Honey~ Next time, how about I try turning into a giant? Then I'm going to give you, you professional nipple-harassing devil, a good beating with fresh milk and shower you with it, my milk-scented husband~"

As she spoke, Zhong Liuxiu's soft, lustrous tail swayed and clung to his shoulder. The chubby, plump loli used the leverage to flip over, and her juicy, soft legs straddled Qin He's shoulders.

Not only that, the smooth, supple flesh stretching up the back of Qin He's neck was like a seductive pillow from the deep sea. With a soft "smack," the skin on the back of Qin He's neck was firmly held in place by a vacuum kiss.

"Not wearing underwear again? Sleeves... I think you're just horny again~"

Her neck was being vigorously sucked from behind by those swollen, alluring fleshy mounds, like steamed buns. Zhong Liuxiu, just like her mother, was irresistibly seductive.

The sheer vacuum created by sucking out a strawberry with that tiny mouth is something few women in the world can possess. This mother and daughter are truly natural beauties…

"I won't wear it! I won't wear it~ If you're so capable, then use my favorite husband's big, meaty cock to cover me up down there!"

As she spoke, Zhong Liuxiu deliberately squeezed her plump, soft thighs together forcefully. A series of soft, squelching sounds echoed in his ears, and Qin He's cheeks were overwhelmed by the voluptuous waves of flesh pressing against him.

"What? Honey...did the voluptuous Kageryu sister burn your lower area? Otherwise, why aren't you bullying me more?"

She casually kicked off her two leather boots and stored them inside her spatial scales. Zhong Liuxiu then revealed two white-stockinged, fleshy feet hidden between the shiny black leather boots.

It must be said that Zhong Liuxiu's thick white silk stockings today were not see-through. Her slender arches paired with the pure white silk were enough to make her stand out.

Her delicate yet voluptuous silk-clad feet would definitely provide Qin He with the best enjoyment.

Recalling the experiences of these past few days, Qin He did indeed miss the foot fetish he had enjoyed, with Zhong Liuxiu's tender feet grinding and squeezing him.

However, Zhong Liuxiu was a mischievous and quirky little imp, and her boots didn't easily accumulate sweat.

Even in the extreme heat of Golden Country, her pair of clean, tender silk feet, as white as rice, never showed any other color.

If I had to say, it would be that Zhong Liuxiu has a milky scent that she possessed after coming to this world.

"Sleeves, I'll carry you to the eighteenth floor according to the map provided by the Radiant Dragon... If you can make me ejaculate with your feet during this time, I'll deliver the goods on time and have a good time with you~"

Qin He made his demands, but Zhong Liuxiu instead squeezed his soft, plump, melon-like breasts and pressed them against his head. Her warm, smooth weight completely covered Qin He's head—

"Honey, if I can't make you ejaculate... then tie me up and let me watch you, Mom, and Aunt Xinru do it together?!"

Are you satisfied with this punishment?

Qin He took a deep breath. It seemed that Zhong Liuxiu's strange hobby was getting worse.

"Then let's get started."

He threw the two Extinction Dragon sisters into the Dragon Castle and let them live in the location Qin He had prepared. Next, he would focus entirely on dealing with the bet on Zhong Liuxiu's tender feet.

Qin He flew along the shortest route, hovering and drifting towards his destination. This way, he could maintain maximum stability.

"Oh dear, honey, you've been in this golden land for so long, aren't you thirsty? I'm so hot my back is about to give way!"

Zhong Liuxiu then used her little tricks, directly lifting the turtleneck sweater that tightly covered her breasts.

Two mounds of proud breasts, standing tall beneath her clothes and defying gravity, bounced out from between her sweaters.

Qin He had noticed early on that she was driving without a bra; the two delicate, luscious mounds between her sweaters had already exposed Zhong Liuxiu's current lewd state.

Both mother and daughter have very light and delicate areolas, giving them a youthful appearance.

If Zhong Liuxiu were to face Qin He in her gigantic form, which is forty or fifty meters tall, she would probably have already used her small, pink nipples to rub against Qin He's body.

Imagine Qin He standing there, his entire body being rubbed and ground by Zhong Liuxiu's delicate breasts, which could easily envelop him. The warm, sweet milk would pour down like a torrential downpour in a bath.

Zhong Liuxiu licked her lips and immediately decided to perform "breast sex" on Qin He like this when she got back.

Serving Qin He with my gigantic body would be absolutely amazing!

"Honey, want some water? I feel so hot... my chest hurts so much... I feel so suffocated! Qin He, close your eyes~ I'll give you some!"

As she spoke, Zhong Liuxiu began to knead and squeeze her breasts without any hesitation, vigorously kneading and squeezing them.

As the delicate areolas gradually swelled and hardened, two smooth and fragrant nipple lines burst forth uncontrollably from the cherry-red tips.

Qin He had no doubts and simply squinted his eyes, waiting for Zhong Liuxiu to use her mental power to control water and transfer the fresh, sweet, and warm milk into her mouth.

But how cunning was Zhong Liuxiu? Drinking milk was just a pretense. Her delicate, smooth, and tender breasts flowed straight down, irrigating Qin He's battle-hardened, stiff penis.

Of course, Zhong Liuxiu's delicate, fleshy feet, covered in thick white silk stockings, were also inevitably soaked with breast milk. The moment the stockings met the breast milk, her soles instantly revealed an incredibly vibrant, pinkish-smooth flesh color.

"Oh dear! Honey! I spilled the milk I was going to feed you! Waaah! Now I can only make the best of it... and use my silk-stockinged feet, soaked with my silly wife's milk, to make you give me my cum as an apology!"