"Husband... do we really need to do that?" Xueyao asked, already outside the world of the mind, her tail curling nervously around her legs.
"Itâs just training," Qingyi stretched. "Like the priestesses of Ruxue do, donât you want to help your husband out a bit?"
He had dedicated a few hours of his day to compensating Elize and Xueyao before finally proposing to train a bit with the voluptuous fox before returning to the alliance.
During this "compensation", he gained a fortune of lust points, enough to make another breakthrough and reach the second stage of the rebirth realm.
Honestly, he was feeling that the amount of Qi needed to advance had increased by an absurd margin.
If it hadnât been for Xueyao, he would probably have needed months of cultivation to build up a minimally acceptable base, even with his spiritual roots.
"But... what if I hurt you?" The little fox spoke, her eyes shining with anxiety.
"Ah... do you really doubt your husband that much?" Qingyi slapped himself hard on the chest. "Iâm stronger than I look."
Despite Qingyiâs confidence, Xueyao still hesitated.
She may have seemed like an adorable woman with almost no knowledge of the outside world, and she really was.
But she still knew her own strength well.
After a momentâs thought, she finally circulated her Qi.
Qingyi prepared himself, obviously not planning to use his sword.
Although he called it training, he just wanted Xueyao to attack him so that he could get a better idea of her power.
He had seen her attack before, but simply seeing an attack was different from receiving it.
Xueyao closed her eyes and this time, she didnât turn into a fox.
Her white dress fluttered, revealing her soft, creamy thighs, rubbing against each other nervously as she prepared herself.
The moment her eyes opened, a powerful icy Qi appeared, far more intense than anything Qingyi had ever experienced.
âThis is no ordinary ice Qi!â Qingyi exhaled, taking a defensive stance.
That Qi was unlike anything he had ever experienced in his life, a cold so deep that it seemed to penetrate his bones.
Xueyaoâs eyes changed, their blue losing the excited, curious gleam they had always had.
A soft, sweet sigh escaped her lips as she pointed a single finger towards Qingyi, all that Qi gathering at the tip.
The next moment, she launched it.
Qingyi immediately used his ice wall and covered his entire body with the black dragonâs scales, but it still wasnât enough.
The ice wall barely lasted a moment and the scales covering his body crackled as he was thrown backwards, the ice quickly spreading across his body.
He flew for almost five hundred meters before finally managing to get a grip on himself, plunging the heaven-defying thunder sword into the ground.
"Shit... what kind of icy Qi is that?" Qingyi wondered, surrounding his body with flames.
Even so, the silvery-black ice covering his body had barely begun to melt.
"Itâs probably related to the law that Xueyao dominated when she became a transcendent," Ruxueâs voice echoed in Qingyiâs mind.
"Ah... how is that even possible?" The handsome young man asked, struggling to get up.
It was only when he called upon his lineage projection that he finally managed to overcome Xueyaoâs Qi, the ice rapidly melting.
"Transcendent laws are complicated things, each cultivator has just one and carries it with them for their entire life.
Some have abstract laws, some have laws that can increase their physical resistance, others have laws that can fuse elements or even change their compositions completely..
If you still plan to try to fuse fire and ice, focusing the awakening of your law on that is the way to go."
Qingyi listened to Ruxueâs explanation before sighing.
The laws carried by transcendents were much more complicated things than he had imagined.
"Husband!" Xueyao appeared on the horizon, her huge breasts swaying as she ran towards Qingyi, her eyes already watering.
"Sorry! Iâm so sorry! Iâm so sorry! I didnât mean to hurt you!" She threw herself into Qingyiâs arms, staining his robes with tears.
"Itâs okay, you didnât hurt me." Qingyi smiled; Xueyaoâs attack had been powerful, but she hadnât really managed to do any real damage to his body.
Of course, this wasnât a killing technique and she clearly hadnât put all her power into it, but even so, Qingyi had a clear idea of how powerful she was.
If he were to face the leader of the demon cult right now, he would guess that he could at least keep up with him, provided Qingyi used his bloodline projection, of course.
With a sigh, he looked at the huge dragon behind him.
With such power and imposing stature... who could be a match for him in this world?
"Did I really not hurt the husband?" Xueyao caught Qingyiâs eye again, her ears lowered, as was her tail.
"You didnât," Qingyi smiled, stroking Xueyaoâs head before kissing her lips. "Your husband is very strong... donât even think about protecting him, because heâs the one who will protect you."
Those words made Xueyaoâs face blush.
"I remember the matriarch telling me that a man only truly protects a woman when he wants to have puppies with her.
The husband wants to have puppies with Xueyao? Xueyao is ready!" The voluptuous little fox exclaimed excitedly. Her tail was wagging uncontrollably, her ears perked up.
"Well..." Qingyi scratched his chin.
Generally, any cultivator above the foundation realm would only have children if she wanted to, having almost total control over her fertility level.
They couldnât increase it, but they could suppress it.
Because of the naturally low fertility brought on by his draconic lineage, it was quite difficult for Qingyi to have children, but still possible, especially if he bought pills to increase his fertility.
Looking at the little foxâs bright gaze, what else could Qingyi do except give in?
Turning his face, Qingyi looked at a figure with skin as pale as snow, long black hair in a ponytail and purple eyes as beautiful as the finest amethyst.
Ruxue crossed her arms, forcing her huge breasts upwards as she looked away, blushing.
Apparently Xueyao wasnât the only one who wanted children.