108: Chapter 108: Harmony between Heaven and Man

Lu Jing looked at the lump on the bed, couldn't help but chuckle, and shook his head, though a trace of anticipation couldn't help but arise in his heart.

"A reward? What could it be?"

He replied, "Alright, then you rest first," and then gently closed the door and left.

That night, the moonlight was like water, quietly spilling over Sea God Island.

The sky was like a piece of dark blue velvet, studded with brilliant stars, flickering with quiet and radiant light.

The sea breeze also became gentle, carrying the soft murmurs of distant waves.

Lu Jing arrived as promised and gently pushed open Wang Donger's door.

Inside the room, only a dim, yellowish light was lit, the illumination soft and ambiguous.

He saw that Wang Donger had not fallen asleep but was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed.

She had already shed the long dress from the day and changed into an extremely thin silk nightgown.

The nightgown was a pale cherry pink, the fabric soft and form-fitting, outlining her slender figure, which had developed to near perfection, in vivid detail.

Her towering breasts, her slender waist that could barely be grasped by a hand, and the pair of white, slender, beautifully shaped jade legs crossed at the hem of the nightgown were displayed without reservation under the hazy light, exuding a breathtaking temptation.

Her long powder-blue hair was not tied up but draped loosely behind her head like a flowing waterfall, adding a touch of laziness and charm.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wang Donger raised her head.

Under the light, her stunningly beautiful face seemed to be shrouded in a halo, her fair skin revealing a faint pink hue, and in those azure eyes, the heroic spirit and cunning of the day were gone, replaced by an indescribable tenderness, shyness, and a trace of determination.

Seeing Lu Jing enter, her cheeks flushed even redder, but she did not avoid his gaze; instead, she reached out with her delicate hand and gently patted the bed beside her, signaling him to sit over.

During the movement, the collar of her nightgown opened slightly, revealing a section of exquisite, enticing collarbone and a glimpse of snowy-white cleavage.

Lu Jing's heartbeat involuntarily accelerated a little.

He reached back to gently close the door, walked to the bedside, and sat down beside her.

The tip of his nose was filled with the fresh scent of the young girl after her bath and a faint, lingering sweet fragrance unique to Wang Donger.

Just as he was about to ask what the so-called "reward" was, Wang Donger suddenly moved!

She suddenly flipped over, and before Lu Jing could react, she had already straddled his legs!

Their bodies instantly pressed closely together, and through the thin nightgown, Lu Jing could clearly feel the softness, warmth, and astonishing elasticity of her body.

"Donger, you..." Before Lu Jing's words could leave his mouth, Wang Donger had already stretched out her arms, wrapping them around his neck, and then, in Lu Jing's shocked gaze, she closed her eyes and took the initiative to press her soft, moist, and faintly cool, sweet-scented lips onto his!

"Boom!" Lu Jing's brain went instantly blank.

The sensation on his lips was so wonderful, incredibly soft, carrying the unique, fresh sweetness of a young girl, like the most mellow wine, making him instantly intoxicated.

He subconsciously reached out with both hands, tightly hugging Wang Donger's slender and elastic willow waist, pulling her closer into his embrace, clumsily yet instinctively responding to this sudden kiss.

This kiss was green and passionate, filled with Wang Donger's desperate courage and the deep affection she had accumulated over several years.

She had no technique to speak of, relying only on instinct, clumsily sucking and licking, as if she wanted to convey all her feelings to him through this kiss.

After a long time, the lips parted.

Wang Donger was slightly panting, burying her burning cheeks in the crook of Lu Jing's neck, not daring to look up at him.

In the room, only their somewhat rapid breathing remained.

After a moment of silence, Wang Donger used a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum, yet filled with unquestionable firmness, to whisper into Lu Jing's ear:

"Lu Jing... the reward... is me."

She raised her head, mustered up her courage, and looked directly into Lu Jing's eyes, which had become incomparably deep due to their passion, saying clearly, word by word:

"Lu Jing, I like you. It's not ordinary liking; it's a woman's liking for a man. I want to be your wife, to be with you forever, and to... bear your children."

After saying these words, it was as if she had exhausted all her strength and courage.

She did not wait for Lu Jing's response, or rather, she was afraid of hearing any response other than what she wanted, and suddenly reached out, gently waving her hand toward the dim light at the head of the bed.

"Snap." With a soft sound, the light went out.

The entire room was instantly shrouded in deep darkness and an even richer, ambiguous, heartbeat-accelerating atmosphere.

Moonlight filtered through the window lattice, casting scattered spots of light, outlining the blurred silhouette of the figures embracing on the bed.

In the darkness, accompanied by the flying of several pieces of clothing, sounds that made one blush and heartbeat race rang out throughout the room.

...

The Divine Realm, a vast World that reigns above the Douluo Continent and countless other lower planes.

Here, clouds and mists swirl, fairy palaces stand in great numbers, and it is filled with Divine Power that is a thousand times richer and purer than the lower realms; it is the eternal realm that countless living beings dream of.

In the central area of the Divine Realm, a group of towering palaces, shrouded year-round in dark purple destructive thunder and deep chaotic aura, appeared particularly striking and awe-inspiring.

This was the residence of the God of Destruction, one of the five God Kings of the Divine Realm and the supreme Divinity who wields the origin of destruction — the Palace of Destruction.

The palace was built entirely of a special divine stone that was as dark as the cosmic starry sky, with a rugged and cold style, full of power and oppression.

On the huge palace gate, countless ancient divine patterns symbolizing the end and return to nothingness were carved; just a single glance seemed to make one's soul be swallowed and annihilated by them.

At this moment, the heavy, huge palace gate of this Palace of Destruction, which even first-class Divinities usually dare not approach easily, and which seemed to separate two Worlds, was slowly pushed open from the outside, creating a crack.

The friction sound of the palace gate opening was low and long, breaking the deathly silence of this area.

A soft yet incredibly condensed blue divine light flowed in through the crack like a tide, forming a sharp contrast with the destructive aura permeating the palace.

The light receded, revealing a figure.

He had a tall and straight posture, wearing a luxurious sea-blue divine armor, with waves seemingly flowing on the armor.

Sea God stepped into the Palace of Destruction, making a crisp sound that echoed in this empty and deathly silent main hall.

"Hmm? A rare guest."

Just at this moment, a cold, indifferent voice, which seemed to contain no emotion yet carried supreme majesty, suddenly rang out in the empty main hall.

This voice did not come from any particular direction but seemed to resound directly from all directions, from the level of the rules.

The next moment, the space not far in front of Sea God twisted slightly, and a figure silently condensed into shape.