141: Su Mengtong and Su Yingtong. Two beauties in a dream.
The day before the expedition.
The entire Jiang Family was shrouded in an atmosphere where solemnity and high spirits intertwined.
Ancient warships, vast enough to blot out the sky, awakened from their slumber. They hovered above the sea of clouds, a dense, dark mass exuding a heart-palpitating, murderous Evil Qi.
Countless Jiang Family disciples, clad in armor and with solemn expressions, gathered on their respective warships. Their sharp weapons glinted with a chilling light under the sun.
Inside the Imperial Son's main palace, however, it was peaceful.
Jiang Yuan was lying on Xiao Cui's soft, warm lap—the Xiao Cui who had undergone a transformation.
Not only had her cultivation increased greatly, but she also seemed to have been reborn.
Every movement and expression carried the rhyme of the Dao.
The Dust-Cleansing Divine Body was less of a Divine Body and more of an Innate Maid Holy Body when it came to serving.
Just then, a female guard hurried in to report.
"Reporting to the Imperial Son, the Master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Nine Nether Lion, requests an audience outside the palace."
Nine Nether Lion?
What is he doing here?
Oh.
He did say he would enhance Su Mengtong's Physique after returning.
But he had such little presence that Jiang Yuan had completely forgotten.
He lazily opened his eyes.
"Is it dark?"
"Tsk, so it was just obscured. This Imperial Son thought I had gone blind."
He got up from Xiao Cui's fleshy thighs, stretched, and waved his hand lazily.
"Let him go to the side hall."
Soon, the iconic figure of the Nine Nether Lion appeared at the entrance of the side hall.
Only, at this moment, he looked rather disheveled.
His originally majestic nine heads had several manes that had become withered and dull, and his aura was sluggish, as if he had suffered a major illness.
Upon seeing Jiang Yuan, his nine faces were immediately filled with extremely flattering smiles. He trotted over and knelt down with a thud.
"Little Lion! Pays respects to the Imperial Son!"
He shouted in a tone that was almost like wailing, "I have not failed the mission! Little Lion has exhausted his heart and blood, consuming thirty percent of his Quasi-Emperor Origin, finally... to refine Su Mengtong's Bloodline to the limit for the Imperial Son!"
As he spoke, he wiped away non-existent tears with great seriousness, looking like a loyal subject who had given his all for Jiang Yuan until his death.
Jiang Yuan found it amusing and looked past him to the young girl following closely behind.
The girl wore a snow-white fox fur dress, her figure slender and shapely with exquisite curves.
Her palm-sized face was as exquisite as a fairy in a painting, and her pair of watery fox eyes were bright and moving, carrying a touch of Innate charm amidst her purity.
It was none other than the Ninth Princess of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Clan, Su Mengtong.
At this moment, her aura was indeed much stronger than before, and the Dao rhyme of the Great Dream Body circulated within her, showing faint signs of reaching Perfection.
[Name: Su Mengtong]
[Rating: 92/95]
[Physique: Great Dream Body (Dao Body)]
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Jiang Yuan glanced at the panel.
It seemed the rating of the main body only increased from 90 to 92.
Better than nothing, I suppose.
"Not bad." Jiang Yuan praised her indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Nine Nether Lion was so excited that his nine heads kowtowed together: "Many thanks for the Imperial Son's praise! This is all that Little Lion should do! It is Little Lion's greatest honor to share the burden for the Imperial Son!"
Jiang Yuan ignored this clown.
His gaze fell on Su Mengtong, who was blushing at his stare, nervously twisting the corner of her clothes, not daring to look him in the eye.
"Look up."
Jiang Yuan's voice was calm but carried an unquestionable majesty.
Su Mengtong's delicate body trembled, and she slowly raised her head. Her watery fox eyes were filled with nervousness and trepidation.
"You are much more sensible than your palace master."
Jiang Yuan smiled, his tone playful.
He changed the subject and looked at Nine Nether Lion: "Thirty percent of your Origin in exchange for a slight increase in her Aptitude? You took a big loss on this deal."
"Not a loss, not a loss! To be able to handle matters for the Imperial Son, let alone thirty percent of my Origin, even if you wanted Little Lion's life, Little Lion wouldn't even frown!"
Nine Nether Lion patted his chest and swore solemnly.
Jiang Yuan shook his head; he was already used to this guy's thick skin.
He suddenly reached out and flicked his finger toward Su Mengtong.
A trace of barely visible Primordial Purple Qi streaked through the Void Realm like a shooting star and instantly merged into Su Mengtong's forehead.
This was the last bit left after transforming Xiao Cui.
Although it wasn't much.
However, after Nine Nether Lion had spent thirty percent of his Origin to refine her, Su Mengtong's Dao Body was already at its limit, half a step away from a Divine Body.
And now, with just that final push, after receiving the Primordial Purple Qi injected by Jiang Yuan, the Bottleneck was instantly broken!
Mysterious runes emerged around her body, and finally, behind her, they condensed into a dreamlike starry sky Domain!
The Great Dream Body, at this moment, formally transformed from a Dao Body into a Divine Body!
[Name: Su Mengtong]
[Rating: 94/96]
[Physique: Great Dream Illusory Star Divine Body]
[Data: 176cm, 108/50/114]
[E+]
[Times: 0]
The rating soared directly to 94 and 96!
This sudden scene stunned everyone present.
Su Mengtong was stunned, feeling the reborn power within her, her mind blank.
And Nine Nether Lion, on the side, was even more dumbfounded, his nine pairs of eyes wide as bells, his mouth open wide enough to fit a fist.
What... had he just seen?
He had spent thirty percent of his Quasi-Emperor Origin, exhausted his heart and blood for a month, and mobilized a ton of resources, only to barely increase Su Mengtong's Aptitude by a small margin.
If the Imperial Son had used a Spirit Ascension Pill, that would be one thing.
But he had just casually flicked his finger.
As a former master of a forbidden zone, he understood exactly what this meant!
Waving his hand to upgrade a Dao Body to a Divine Body.
And a Divine Body could be upgraded to a Holy Body via a Spirit Ascension Pill. This meant an endless supply of Holy Bodies for the Jiang Family.
Although it seemed no different from the current situation.
But the prerequisite for reaching a Holy Body was having a Divine Body, and Divine Bodies weren't cabbages.
Looking at his Heavenly Demon Palace, a dignified forbidden zone—even if it was at the bottom—they couldn't even scrape together a single Divine Body.
Yet, under the Jiang Family Imperial Son's bizarre methods, Divine Bodies were truly just cabbages!
An indescribable shock and awe instantly crushed all of Nine Nether Lion's reason.
He suddenly came to his senses and, with unprecedented fanaticism, prostrated himself before Jiang Yuan, kowtowing frantically.
"The Imperial Son's Divine Might is peerless! His magical powers are boundless! May you enjoy eternal happiness and live as long as the heavens! Little Lion... Little Lion's admiration for you is like the surging river, continuous and endless! Like the flooding of the Yellow River, it is unstoppable!"
Jiang Yuan was speechless at this sudden display of nonsense, and Xiao Cui on the side covered her mouth and giggled.
"Alright, get up." Jiang Yuan waved his hand. "You follow along on the expedition too."
"Understood! Little Lion will definitely serve the Imperial Son, willing to die for you!"
Nine Nether Lion was relieved as if granted amnesty, moved to tears.
This meant their Heavenly Demon Palace could also get a piece of the pie in this gluttonous feast!
Jiang Yuan ignored him and turned his gaze back to Su Mengtong.
"This Imperial Son heard that there is something miraculous about your dreams, where another you, exactly the same, exists. Is that true?"
The young girl had also recovered from the shock.
She looked at Jiang Yuan, her beautiful fox eyes filled with more than just the original nervousness and shyness; there was a deep-seated admiration and... love.
The Yao Race worshipped the strong most of all.
Without using a Spirit Ascension Pill, he helped her break through to a Divine Body. This favor... could never be repaid.
"Many thanks to the Imperial Son for the grace of rebirth."
She bowed gracefully, her voice charming to the bone.
"Answering the Imperial Son, it is true. She is transformed from Mengtong's three tails, and all her features are the same as Mengtong's."
"Oh, that is rare. What is her name?"
"My sister is called Su Yingtong."
"The light in the sister's eyes reflected on the sister, interesting."
Jiang Yuan smiled. "Come to my Sleeping Quarters tonight."
He left behind a meaningful sentence and turned to walk into the inner hall, with Xiao Cui following closely behind.
Su Mengtong's delicate body trembled, her pretty face instantly flushing so red it could drip blood, but under Nine Nether Lion's gaze, which looked like it wanted to kill a fox, she quickly replied:
"Yes..."