119: Chapter 119 You scruffy chicken, how dare you steal my man?

This Divine Phoenix Clan Leader, known as the "Ice Flame Queen" and usually aloof and unreachable, was now sitting submissively on the steps at Xu Chen's feet.

Her long, straight, and flawless jade-like legs were slightly curled, and her fiery red skirt had slipped down, revealing a large area of dazzling snowy white.

She tilted her head up slightly, and those beautiful eyes, which were meant to look down upon all living beings, now held a pool of spring water, fixed tightly on Xu Chen.

She even intentionally or unintentionally puffed out her chest—which, while not as magnificent as Long Aoxue's, was perfectly shaped and perky—as if silently showcasing the unique assets of the Divine Phoenix Clan.

“Young Master Xu.”

Feng Jiuyou reached out a soft, boneless jade hand, her fingertips lightly hooking Xu Chen's hem. Her voice was seductive to the bone, carrying a hint of impatient heat.

“Since the details have been settled, should we... start now?”

“After all, the fire poison in my body has been somewhat uncontrollable lately, and I urgently need... you, this potent medicine, to cure it.”

As she spoke, she slowly stood up.

With a proud height of 178 centimeters and those impossibly long legs, she could almost look level with Xu Chen's chin when standing straight. Her delicate body, carrying a faint cold fragrance, leaned forward, her whole being like a beautiful serpent about to press against Xu Chen.

With such a contrasting coquettish manner, where was there any sign of her previous coldness? She was clearly a goblin who had been hungry for thirty thousand years and had finally seen meat.

Before Xu Chen could react, a jade hand covered in fine silver scales suddenly intervened, ruthlessly slapping Feng Jiuyou's hand away.

“Slap!”

The crisp sound echoed through the hall.

“Feng Jiuyou, do you have no shame?!”

Long Aoxue was like a cat with its fur standing on end, instantly blocking Xu Chen's front. Her hands were on her hips, and fire almost spewed from her silver vertical pupils as she glared death at her rival.

Although she had brought Xu Chen here with the intention of watching a show and indeed wanted to see Feng Jiuyou lower her head and suffer, she never expected that once this rival let go of her airs, she could be this slutty!

“That is my man! You're seducing him right in front of me—did you get my permission?”

“Your man?”

Feng Jiuyou's hand was slapped away, but she wasn't angry. She just slowly retracted her hand and gently blew on the back of it, which had just been slapped red.

Then, she straightened her back, utilizing her natural advantage of being two centimeters taller than Long Aoxue to look down upon the Dragon Empress before her.

“Long Aoxue, have you misunderstood something?”

A provocative curve hooked the corner of Feng Jiuyou's mouth, and her tone became arrogant and sharp.

“Young Master Xu just said that I am his 'partner,' the woman who will continue his bloodline.”

“On this level, you and I are equals.”

At this point, her gaze pointedly swept over Long Aoxue's belly—which, despite her exaggerated curves, remained flat to this day—and delivered a fatal blow:

“Besides, some people occupy the spot but don't do the work, hogging Young Master Xu every day, yet their bellies show no movement at all.”

“On the other hand, little sister Waner came from behind and took the prize in one go.”

“This proves that your soil is no good.”

“Since you're no good, then don't block the way. Let someone capable take over.”

Boom!

These words were like a precision lightning strike, stepping directly on Long Aoxue's sore spot.

“Who are you calling 'no good'?!”

Long Aoxue's defenses instantly crumbled.

As a proud member of the Dragon Clan, this was what she cared about most.

Clearly, she had worked very hard and learned many positions, yet she just couldn't get pregnant. This was already a thorn in her heart, and now this old virgin had pulled it out in public and rubbed salt in the wound.

“I think you're itching for a beating!”

“You look like a bamboo pole—what use are you besides having long legs? With that little weight of yours, aren't you afraid of bruising my husband!”

Long Aoxue puffed out her snowy-white chest that looked down upon all rivals.

“Hmph, a stupid dragon with big breasts and no brains.”

Feng Jiuyou sneered and retorted.

“My body is what you call the golden ratio, do you understand aesthetics? Unlike you, a mass of flesh so thick you almost burst your clothes—you have no shame!”

“Who are you calling a mass of flesh?!”

“I'm calling you! You mixed-feathered chicken!”

“You dead long-worm!”

The smell of gunpowder instantly exploded.

Ang—!

Accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar, silver light flared brilliantly around Long Aoxue.

Violent spatial power erupted instantly, her silver hair moved without wind, and the phantom of a massive Ancient Void Dragon faintly appeared behind her, baring its claws and emitting a suffocating Half-Saint pressure.

“Want to fight? Come on! Who's afraid of who!”

“Back then, if you hadn't relied on your thick skin, it wouldn't be certain who would win or lose!”

Feng Jiuyou was equally unwilling to be outdone.

Chirp—!

A clear phoenix cry resounded through the clouds.

Golden Nirvana Fire surged from her body, instantly transforming into a sky-blotting fire phoenix phantom. The terrifying high temperature even caused space to warp and distort, standing its ground against Long Aoxue's spatial power.

A dragon and a phoenix—two terrifying auras collided madly within the Nirvana Palace.

“Mixed-feathered chicken, today I will pluck all your feathers and turn you into a bald chicken!”

Long Aoxue struck first, stepping forward and using the powerful physical talent of the Ancient Void Dragon to break directly through the sea of fire.

Though her words were fierce, she didn't use any true killing moves, instead choosing the most primitive and satisfying way to fight—

Brawling!

“Slap!”

Long Aoxue grabbed a handful of Feng Jiuyou's smooth black hair.

“You crude long-worm! Let go!”

Feng Jiuyou cried out in pain and didn't back down. Taking advantage of her long arms and legs, her long legs suddenly lifted like two steel whips, tightly locking onto Long Aoxue's voluptuous waist.

“Let's see where you can run!”

The two instantly fell into a scuffle.

There were no divine abilities clashing.

Only the most unadorned hair-pulling, neck-choking, and clothes-tearing.

“Rippp!”

The sound of tearing cloth rang out.

“Ah! You dare tear my dress?!”

Feng Jiuyou exclaimed in surprise. Her expensive Red-Gold Phoenix Robe was torn open at the side by Long Aoxue. The already high-slit skirt instantly became a "full-slit," and those exquisite legs were completely exposed to the air, dazzlingly white.

“What's wrong with tearing it? I'm going to bite you too!”

Long Aoxue wasn't having it easy either. Her silver soft armor had several claw marks from Feng Jiuyou's phoenix claws. Her fragrant shoulders were half-exposed, and several red marks were left on her snowy skin.

...

Meanwhile, in a corner of the hall.

Xu Chen had already retreated to a safe zone with Nangong Waner at the first opportunity.

He casually set up a defensive barrier to isolate the dust and energy fluctuations, then pulled out a grandmaster's chair from his storage ring and lay down comfortably.

“Waner, come, have some melon seeds.”

Xu Chen produced a plate of spiritual melon seeds as if by magic and handed them to Nangong Waner beside him.

“This is a rare sight in the Demon Realm that only comes once in tens of thousands of years.”

“The dragon flies and the phoenix dances—two peerless beauties fighting over this Young Master, clothes in tatters, beauty exposed.”

“This scene—if I recorded it with a Recording Stone and sold it, I could probably earn all the spirit stones in the entire Demon Realm.”

Nangong Waner took the melon seeds, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Looking at the two sisters fighting intensely over there, aiming for each other's sensitive spots, she still felt a bit apprehensive.

“Husband... do we really not need to intervene?”

“I see Sister Aoxue seems really angry. That claw just now almost caught the Phoenix Clan Leader's face.”

“And the Phoenix Clan Leader—her fire poison seems to be getting a bit out of control.”

“It's fine, let them fight.”

Xu Chen cracked a melon seed, looking at the "action movie" before him with a relaxed expression.

“These two women have been annoyed with each other for tens of thousands of years; they both have fire pent up in their bellies.”

“Now is the perfect chance to vent it out. You could call it a way to improve their relationship.”

“Besides...”

Xu Chen looked at the center of the battlefield.

At this point, their fight had entered a white-hot stage.

Long Aoxue was using her H99 chassis advantage to try and pin Feng Jiuyou down. Feng Jiuyou, on the other hand, used her body's flexibility and those powerful long legs to tightly entwine Long Aoxue, attempting to turn the tables.

Two equally perfect but differently styled delicate bodies were entangled together.

Scraps of clothing flew everywhere, snowy-white skin flickered in and out of view, and delicate shouts and panting rose one after another.

“Tsk tsk tsk, wonderful.”

Xu Chen watched the scene with burning eyes, the smile at the corner of his mouth growing wider.

“However...”

Xu Chen looked at the Parasol Divine Wood pillars around the hall, which were starting to show cracks, and the swaying ceiling. He patted the melon seed shells off his hands.

“If they keep fighting, I'm afraid this house really will collapse.”

“And the timing is just about right.”