352: Chapter 352 Long Qingcheng's Suppression of Desire...

Holy Dragon City gradually settled back into tranquility.

The ruins after the great war were being cleared, the base pillars of the Blood Sacrifice Grand Arrays throughout the Demon Domain were being completely uprooted, and the territories of the rebel Demon Kings were being taken over one by one by the Dragon Emperor's trusted aides.

Those rebels lucky enough to escape had now become names on the Demon Domain's wanted list. The bounties were so high that even Chu Chunqiu couldn't help but take a few extra looks, considering trying his hand at being a bounty hunter...

Li Shengyuan rested for a night in the Dragon Perching Garden, and early the next morning, he went to the Dragon Emperor Palace alone.

Long Qingcheng was drinking tea on the crystal terrace in the back garden.

She was still wearing that dark gold casual robe, her long hair draped loosely, holding a cup of steaming milk tea in her hands.

The early morning sunlight spilled over her, and her small dragon horns shimmered with a gentle luster. She looked entirely lazy and composed.

Li Shengyuan sat down opposite her and, without any pleasantries, got straight to the point: "Her Majesty the Queen, after using me for replenishment, your cultivation has reached the half-step Transcendent Grade. What are your plans for the future? Did Revered Master Yunmiao say anything else to you back then?"

As soon as the word "replenishment" came out, Long Qingcheng's hand holding the tea paused slightly. Her golden eyes suddenly lifted, glaring at him fiercely.

"Li Shengyuan!" She enunciated every word, her voice squeezed through gritted teeth. "If you mention those two words again, do you believe I'll throw you down from here?"

"If Xiao Yun finds out, I'll make you pay!"

Li Shengyuan waved his hand with a laugh: "Alright, alright, I won't mention it, I won't mention it."

Long Qingcheng stared at him for a long while, and seeing that he was indeed being sensible, she gave a cold snort and retracted her gaze.

She took a sip of milk tea, her tone returning to calm: "Next, naturally, I will put all my effort into breaking through to the Transcendent Grade, and then ascend to leave this realm. This is the aspiration of countless cultivators, and I am no exception. I must eventually catch up to Sister Yunmiao's footsteps."

Li Shengyuan nodded and asked again: "Then regarding the matter of Ascension, does the Her Majesty the Queen have any clues?"

Long Qingcheng put down her teacup, her expression becoming a bit more serious: "If one's cultivation reaches the Transcendent Grade, they can directly break through the realm and ascend without any risk. But if one is only First Grade..."

She paused: "Then one must rely on the Spatial Channel between the two realms. However, the risk is immense; with bad luck, entering it means a slim chance of survival."

"Even for a Transcendent Grade, if they wish to safely reach a specific location rather than randomly landing in the world where Sister Yunmiao is, they likewise must take the Spatial Channel—ideally the one she used when she first descended."

"But the location of that channel is not fixed and can shift at any time. Therefore, one must first find a stable Spatial Node before talking about anything else."

Li Shengyuan understood, his gaze falling on her: "In other words, with the current cultivation of the Her Majesty the Queen and myself, we could also take the Spatial Channel?"

Long Qingcheng gave a faint "Mm."

"Since ancient times, many people who had no hope of breaking through to the Transcendent Grade in this realm sought the Spatial Channel to go to the Upper Realm, hoping to fight for a chance at success with more abundant resources."

Li Shengyuan nodded in realization. "No wonder there are many Second Grades in this world but few First Grades. Even if the difficulty of breaking through is great, it shouldn't be just a handful of people..."

It was only because those two old fogies, the High Priest and Yu You, wanted more and didn't want to take risks that they had been lying low, waiting for an opportunity.

However, of those who left via the Spatial Channel with only First Grade cultivation previously, it was likely that few met a good end...

Li Shengyuan shook his head, his tone becoming serious: "I still feel it's safer to wait until the Her Majesty the Queen truly breaks through to the Transcendent Grade before leaving. Between a half-step Transcendent Grade and a true Transcendent Grade, there is ultimately a level of difference."

Long Qingcheng was startled, then looked away and took a sip of tea, her voice faint: "I have waited for so many years; I am not in a rush for this moment."

"Besides, the Demon Domain still has a mess to clean up... rebel territories to take over, Demon Sect remnants to purge, and restless factions to intimidate. The Dragon Clan has yet to produce a new First Grade who can manage the overall situation... I cannot leave in the short term."

"That's true," Li Shengyuan laughed. "That old fellow, the Demon Sect High Priest, isn't dead yet. He's much more cunning than Yu You. We have to take him out completely before we can leave with peace of mind. So, does that mean we can still fight side by side?"

Long Qingcheng glanced at him, nodded slightly, and gave another "Mm."

Sunlight fell on her face. Beneath her usual majesty, there seemed to be a hidden, barely perceptible trace of pleasure.

Li Shengyuan suddenly leaned in closer and said with a grin: "Her Majesty the Queen, the effects of our Dual Cultivation were quite good, weren't they?"

Long Qingcheng's cheeks flushed instantly, and she kept a stiff face: "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean," Li Shengyuan's smile deepened, "if the Her Majesty the Queen feels that breaking through to the Transcendent Grade is too slow, you can find me for Dual Cultivation. I guarantee you'll Breakthrough sooner, saving you a vast amount of Cultivation time!"

Long Qingcheng gritted her teeth, grabbing the teacup on the table as if to throw it: "Get out!"

In the end, she reached out her bare, fair, and tender jade foot and gave Li Shengyuan's thigh a kick that was neither light nor heavy.

As she lifted her foot, her skirt slid down, revealing a section of snowy-white, delicate leg—a sight of boundless spring.

Li Shengyuan laughed heartily, stood up, and left. When he reached the garden gate, he even cast a playful glance back...

Long Qingcheng stood where she was, teacup held in mid-air. The flush on her face had not yet faded, and her eyes were full of shame and annoyance. She glared at him, yet she didn't actually throw the cup after all.

Li Shengyuan left feeling quite satisfied.

Sometimes, Li Shengyuan felt it was quite interesting to tease the Her Majesty the Queen, who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

After all, only he knew just how passionate the Her Majesty the Queen could be at those times...

Long Qingcheng stood on the terrace, watching the direction he had left for a long time without moving.

Only when the teacup in her hand grew cold did she put it down, turn to the railing, and gaze at the million miles of Demon Domain land stretching below.

The morning breeze stirred her robes and long hair. In those golden eyes, a light flickered slightly.

The effects of Dual Cultivation... were indeed very good.

The power of that God-Demon Origin essence within her body was still slowly circulating even now, blending and resonating with her Dragon Clan Bloodline.

Not only had her cultivation improved, but even her top-tier Dragon Clan Bloodline talents seemed to have the possibility of being enhanced once again.

Moreover, dragons were naturally prone to lust. Having never experienced it before, she had been able to suppress it and didn't feel much, but now...

Long Qingcheng found that whenever she saw Li Shengyuan, she would feel a heat in her heart and a restless sensation.

If not for her high cultivation allowing her to suppress it, she feared she would lose her composure and embarrass herself in front of this stinky man...

Long Qingcheng's cheeks reddened slightly, then she returned to normal, whispering faintly to herself:

"This brat..."

She turned and walked toward the depths of the Dragon Palace. Her snowy-white legs moved beneath her skirt, her pace still composed and majestic, yet deep in her eyes, there was a touch of complexity that even she hadn't noticed.