Dragon Girl Long Ningbing

Returning to the palace, Xiao Fan took out the Wanlong Nest and placed the sleeping Dragon girl on the jade bed.

The Dragon girl had a graceful figure; if he remembered correctly, Dragon Aotian had said at the time that her Divine Soul was injured when she was eighteen, forcing her into a three-hundred-thousand-year slumber in the Wanlong Nest.

Rounding it off, the three hundred thousand years that followed didn't count, so this Dragon girl was eighteen!

The Dragon girl was tall, her jade-like limbs slender and straight, and even her azure long dress couldn't conceal her alluring figure.

Xin Xi stood by, watching quietly.

However, this Dragon girl's Qi was very weak, yet very stable, giving one the feeling that she was barely holding on.

Her pair of verdant, rounded Dragon horns were like tender bamboo shoots in spring, exuding a sense of childishness, green with hints of white, round and not sharp.

Looking at these artistic Dragon horns, Xiao Fan couldn't help but reach out to play with them.

Although there were some tiny golden vellus hairs on them, they were delicate and soft, not prickly to the touch, but rather gave a smooth, warm, silken feeling like jade.

The feel was quite good, so Xiao Fan touched them for a bit longer.

Xin Xi's expression changed, and she reached out, wanting to stop him.

However, it seemed there was no need; with the Saint's personality, he certainly wouldn't let this Dragon girl go.

"Huh, are these Dragon horns fake? Why did the vellus hair fall off as soon as I touched them? But, after these golden vellus hairs fell off, the Dragon horns' color became even more verdant and translucent white, looking even better."

"Why are they still stuck to my hand? I haven't agreed to these golden vellus hairs drilling into my hand and entering my body?"

Xiao Fan was a little puzzled; in a trance, he felt a spiritual connection with this Dragon girl. He turned his head, looking at Xin Xi in confusion.

Xin Xi, of course, understood what he meant. She said:

"Saint, the Dragon horns of female Dragons cannot be touched casually. Those vellus hairs are equivalent to the chastity of Human Race women.

The Dragon horns of female Dragon Clan members cannot even be touched by their parents. Your touch, Saint, probably means you've taken the Dragon girl's chastity for yourself."

Xiao Fan's Face was full of question marks???

I wasn't ready, and I've already boiled her? Is this reasonable?

No, I, Xiao Fan, do not acknowledge this custom!

"Even if you don't acknowledge it, Saint, it won't work. Those golden vellus hairs have entered your body; you should be able to feel the spiritual connection with her."

Xin Xi had come to terms with it.

Women come and go around the Saint; isn't she the only one who has stayed? I am the Saint's most intimate woman!

"No, I won't allow this to happen!"

"Yin-Yang Reversal!"

This was the Cultivation Technique Xiao Fan had obtained before. If Lan Yuhong's Origin could be returned, then this certainly could too!

He performed the Cultivation Technique, and instantly, behind him appeared a Yin and a Yang, a black and white fish pattern, rotating clockwise.

A profound and mysterious Qi emanated from Xiao Fan. Within a hundred-zhang radius around him, everything stopped.

The two fish were also still.

The next moment, the Yin and Yang fish stopped rotating and began to reverse direction, turning counter-clockwise.

Outside the door, the fallen leaves suddenly flew upwards against the current, returning precisely to the treetops and merging with the separated gaps.

The originally budding flowers, as if shy and timid, having just seen the colorful outside world, re-closed.

Time flowed backward!

Xin Xi was not affected, but she felt a little emotional. The Saint's talent was immense, and the Cultivation Technique he practiced was extraordinary.

It was just that its uses always felt strange; why was it always used in such peculiar places?

Or was it that he cultivated precisely for these things?

The golden vellus hair that had originally entered his body reappeared on his palm and then fell off, flying back one by one onto the greenish-white Dragon horns, as if nothing had happened.

However, that spiritual connection did not recede.

Xiao Fan thought it was a problem with his Cultivation Technique.

"Strange, why is that connection still there?"

"This is a connection confirmed by countless Dragon Clan members over hundreds of millions of years. Saint, your strength is still weak; you can only deceive yourself, not cut off the connection," Xin Xi said softly.

Deceive himself...

Xin Xi, you're really getting better at talking.

Xiao Fan poured out a Medicinal Pill, gently pried open her pale red, warm, fragrant lips, and fed it to her, assisting its refinement with spiritual power.

The medicinal power instantly spread, permeating her limbs and bones, flowing throughout her body.

The Dragon girl's upturned eyelashes trembled slightly, and her slender Azure Dragon tail also swayed like a soft willow, as if swaying in the wind.

Her Divine Soul Qi strengthened, and her complexion became increasingly rosy.

Xiao Fan let go and stood up to observe the situation, wondering when she would wake up.

However, after her Divine Soul strengthened, an extremely strong Yin cold force also emanated from her. Frost appeared within three zhang of the jade bed, and her Face was covered in frost, extremely pale, like an ice beauty.

Xiao Fan felt the chill and also stepped back two paces.

Xin Xi merely pointed her jade finger, and a white light shot into her heart.

Soon, the flying frost disappeared, and the frost also turned into water vapor; everything returned to normal.

"Oh, right, Dragon Aotian said his older sister had an innate Azure Dragon Pure Yin Physique. When she was young, she couldn't control it and had to rely on a supreme Yang treasure to suppress her Pure Yin Qi. Her Divine Soul was injured, and the supreme Yang item was lost, leading to her current state."

Xiao Fan remembered Dragon Aotian's words and instantly understood what was happening.

"Xin Xi, do you have a way to solve this?"

"Yes, destroy this Physique of hers."

"Uh, then forget it."

Xiao Fan guessed that if even the daughter of the Ancestral Dragon had to rely on a supreme Yang treasure to suppress it, it meant the Ancestral Dragon also couldn't completely cure it.

Either she needed constant suppression, requiring someone to be by her side at all times, or her Physique was too powerful and could only be balanced by Yin and Yang.

Before, she relied on treasures; now, she relies on me, Xiao Fan! Is this fate? I am most proficient in the Dao of Yin and Yang.

As he was lost in thought, the Dragon girl's soft, tender, white, beautiful eyes gently opened, a little dazed.

"Where is this? I remember I seemed to have been attacked, and then..."

The Dragon girl sat up and looked around, finding a man and a woman looking at her curiously.

The man was handsome and exuded Righteous Qi. Moreover, when she looked at him, why did she feel a familiar sensation in her heart, as if their minds were connected?

No, it couldn't be. She swept her Divine Sense and found her Dragon horns perfectly intact, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

The woman's hands were clasped together, resting quietly in front of her lower abdomen, and she stood silently behind the man. She must be his maid, then.

"Did you save me?" The Dragon girl smiled and said to Xiao Fan. What was it about talking to him that made her feel a sense of closeness?

"Yes, I went through countless hardships to rescue you and endured numerous trials and tribulations to gather various precious medicines to revive you."

Looking at Xiao Fan's gentle gaze, she couldn't help but lower her head, a blush rising on her pretty Face, feeling a bit shy.

Xiao Fan saw her Face was rosy and glowing, and he just nodded gently: "It seems you've recovered well, your complexion is quite good."

"Thank you," she said softly, without a hint of willfulness.

This pleased Xiao Fan greatly; he disliked disobedient and ungentle women the most.

"Um, Young Master, where is my younger brother?"

The Dragon girl asked, "He and I should have come out together. If you found me, you should be able to find him too, right?"

"Don't worry, he's doing well at my home."

"Thank you for saving me, Young Master," she said softly.

The two chatted for a while. Xiao Fan learned from the conversation that the Dragon girl's name was Dragon Ningbing. However, she concealed her Origin, only saying she came from beyond the heavens.

Little did she know, even if she didn't say it, Xiao Fan knew her background, so it didn't matter if she didn't say.

Xiao Fan pondered that it was time to Cultivate and prepare for Undergoing Tribulation to achieve Immortal Ascension.

As for the Dragon girl, Dragon Ningbing, he'd leave her be for now.

...

Xiao Fan and Xin Xi left. The two didn't say anything more, just told her to rest well and to speak up if she needed anything.

Dragon Ningbing nodded in thanks.

Watching Xiao Fan and Xin Xi's retreating figures, a hint of surprise flashed in Dragon Ningbing's eyes.

"The elders in my clan always say that the Human Race is dangerous and cunning, but these two seem quite good, especially Xiao Gongzi. He's even gentler and more handsome than any man I've ever met."

As soon as she thought of meeting Xiao Fan's gaze, his gentle eyes filled her mind.

"Could this be the legendary love at first sight? If it's with Xiao Gongzi, it wouldn't be impossible."

This thought inexplicably arose in her heart, but it quickly vanished.

"What am I even thinking? Someone saved me, and I'm actually coveting their body? I, sigh."

She thought this feeling of excitement was due to their spiritual connection. What she hadn't considered was that Xiao Fan had performed a self-deceiving repair surgery on her.

After all, no matter how clever she was, she couldn't imagine such a thing could be reversed.

Stepping out of the palace, the bright light illuminated Dragon Ningbing completely. Her pair of Dragon horns shone brilliantly.

Her complexion improved. She looked up at the sky, her fair Face tinged with a faint blush, bearing a subtle smile. A long, slender Dragon tail swayed left and right, so lively, like the joy of being reborn.

"Is this the human world? It feels like, besides lacking Immortal Qi, the scenery isn't bad either."

"Huh, why is there a thin dog here?"

Dragon Ningbing looked at Wangcai, the small black dog lying under the bright sun, sunbathing, and a hint of curiosity arose in her heart.

"How strange, this small, thin dog, why does my intuition tell me it's so powerful?"

Dragon Ningbing walked over, squatted down, and poked the dog's head with her jade finger. The dog's head swayed back and forth, like a lucky cat.

Wangcai was utterly speechless. I, a dignified True Immortal Rank Netherhound, have been reduced to guarding a house, and now I have to be played with by you people?

Don't I have any Face? I'm so angry and cold! This dog's life can't go on like this!

It barked twice, baring its teeth, with ferocity in its eyes: Don't provoke me!

Then it turned its head and went back to sleep.

Dragon Ningbing became interested. This thin dog was quite fierce?

She pinched Wangcai's scruff, and Wangcai was helpless against her, because any woman who came out of the master's room was a mistress, and how dared it resist?

It could only accept its fate, sticking out its tongue and wagging its tail, completely different from how it was just a moment ago.

Dragon Ningbing just found it strange. It was so fierce just now, why was it wagging its tail and begging for pity now? Could it be a mad dog?

Frightened, she immediately let go of Wangcai, but even when she let go, her movements were very gentle, like an ingrained tenderness.

Dragon Ningbing was curious about everything around her. She watched the flowers and plants in the flowerbed with great interest, occasionally turning her head, feeling a bit bored, and then watering the flowers and plants.

That wasn't all; there was a group of ants moving on the ground. She squatted down and watched them quietly for more than three hours.

During that time, she even found a few dry twigs and placed them in the ants' path, wanting to see how they would solve it.

Xiao Fan concealed himself and watched quietly from the side. Was this what they called an eighteen-year-old Dragon girl?

Did she even have the mental capacity of an eight-year-old?