Chapter 198 The Saintess and Phoenix Blood, This is Going a Bit Too Fast
"Mmm... Jiang Chen, I... I'm so hot..."
Just after passing through the "ruined" Gate of Final Judgment, inside the Great Xia delegation's flying vessel, a scorching aura suddenly erupted.
Su Qingyue curled up beside Jiang Chen, her exquisite face now showing a breathtaking crimson flush.
After entering the Holy Domain, the Heavenly Phoenix Bloodline seemed stimulated by the excessive light elements in the air, causing a violent rejection reaction.
This reaction was defined by the System as "pseudo-fever."
At this moment, Su Qingyue was like a piece of red-hot warm jade, her breathing short and burning. Her originally neat loungewear was soaked with sweat, clinging to her proud curves, emitting bursts of alluring phoenix fragrance.
"Don't... don't touch there..."
Dazily, she burrowed into Jiang Chen's arms, her hands unconsciously clutching his bathrobe.
Due to the extreme heat, she instinctively began seeking the only "cool spot" in the room.
Jiang Chen was currently on the verge of his Divine Sense returning. Feeling a scorching "large hand warmer" burrowing into his arms, his brow furrowed again.
"Classmate Su, although I like a warmer bed, this temperature of yours... are you trying to roast me alive?"
Jiang Chen complained silently in his heart, but his hands were honest and didn't push her away.
[Ding! Detected Bloodline disorder in sleep-companion unit Su Qingyue.]
[Matching "physical cooling" plan...]
[Plan selected: Pure Yang Qi neutralization, combined with localized Mental Energy sedation.]
Jiang Chen closed his eyes and dominantly wrapped his large hand around Su Qingyue's slender waist, pressing her firmly into his embrace.
"Hiss—"
Su Qingyue let out a soft moan of extreme pleasure.
The qualitatively changed Nirvana Realm Divine Essence in Jiang Chen's body was like ice-cold snow water, instantly smoothing out the rampaging fire poison in her Meridians.
That stimulation of "ice and fire" made her unable to stop a series of Soul-stirring murmurs.
"Slower... Brother Jiang Chen... there... it feels so good..."
Beside them, Mu Qingxue had been resting with her eyes closed. Hearing this sound, she snapped her eyes open, a flash of annoyance and jealousy crossing her ice-blue pupils.
"Jiang Chen! What... what are you doing? We are on official business!" Mu Qingxue suppressed the tremor in her body caused by seeing this scene and scolded coldly.
"I'm... repairing a computer... no, repairing a hand warmer."
Jiang Chen kept his eyes closed and spoke nonsense without blinking, "Teacher, her Bloodline is flowing backward. If we don't dissipate the heat through this 'large-area contact,' she'll spontaneously combust. If you want to help, you can come over and help me condense the air here."
"You!" Mu Qingxue was furious, but seeing Su Qingyue's truly painful (and blissful) appearance, she could only grit her teeth and sit on the other side of the bed, pressing her cold palm against Jiang Chen's back.
In an instant, the three people's auras formed a strange closed loop on the narrow divine bed.
With Jiang Chen as the core, his left arm around the fiery beauty and his back against the icy mentor, the Mental Energy in his mind expanded wildly at this moment.
At this point, his Divine Sense was no longer limited by distance.
Following the frequency of his breathing, the spatial rules within a ten-mile radius began to undergo substantial modification.
"Buzz—"
Several Holy See secret guards trying to track the flying vessel from behind suddenly discovered in terror that while their Pegasuses were flapping their wings frantically, the distance to the vessel was growing further and further.
Even looking down, they found the ground beneath them being stretched out like pulled noodles.
"This... is this spatial displacement?!"
"No! It's the forced compression of spatial dimensions! That Jiang Chen, while sleeping... he shortened the entire road into the city?!"
In the eyes of these secret guards, Jiang Chen hadn't used any True Qi at all; merely that faint ripple of Mental Energy caused common physical knowledge to completely break down.
...
Meanwhile, Holy Sect City, Pope's Palace.
The Pope atop the Holy Seat stared intently at the crystal ball already covered in cracks.
In the image, Jiang Chen was holding a beauty in each arm, sleeping in an extremely dissolute posture, but the readings fed back by the crystal ball made the Pope feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Mental Energy purity... 99.9%?"
"This kind of status... this isn't a Soul a human can possess." The Pope's hands trembled, the originally holy white light flickering, "That is... the oppressive feeling of a divine oracle. He is examining this world, sleeping with the gaze of a 'Creator' looking down at a 'garbage dump'!"
"Your Majesty, the delegation has entered the inner city." The Great Deacon knelt below the steps, his voice trembling.
"Let them in."
The Pope took a deep breath, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes. "Activate all Restrictions of the 'Sin Washing Pool.' Since he wants to come in, let him receive the most 'profound' hospitality from the gods there!"
Meanwhile, Jiang Chen shifted to a more comfortable position in Su Qingyue's arms, a dangerous curve hooking at the corner of his mouth.
In his dream, he had already taken a liking to the Holy Pope's "star crystal throne" inlaid with twelve holy gems.
"That thing... looks like it's more soundproof than this bed."
Jiang Chen murmured, and the flying vessel, under the terrified gazes of countless clergymen, came to a steady halt in the central square of Holy Sect City.
"Since distinguished guests have arrived, do you dare come to the Great Hall of Sin Washing in Holy Sect City to meet?" The Pope's voice came from afar, carrying a high-and-mighty coldness.
"Shut up, old man!"
Jiang Chen vaguely heard the Pope's voice in his dream and felt slightly annoyed. "It seems if I don't go, you won't let me have a good night's sleep?"