Dual cultivation?
Helan Ying’s eyes suddenly widened. Was Helan Zhao referring to the dual cultivation method from his inheritance?
So, Yuan Shu and him had…
He should have realized it long ago. Helan Zhao’s relationship with Yuan Shu was far from ordinary, especially the way Helan Zhao looked at her.
The love and possessiveness hidden in his eyes were unmistakable.
Yuan Shu had someone else in her heart. He should have been happy about that. Wouldn’t it mean she would stop pestering him, kissing him, and teasing him?
He would have more chances to escape this place!
But why couldn’t he feel happy?
Helan Ying’s hand, hanging at his side, trembled faintly. For no apparent reason, an intense irritation welled up inside him.
His mind kept replaying the whip strikes Yuan Shu had dealt him over the past few days, as well as the way she had leaned down to kiss him.
Her seductive, luminous eyes had reflected his image. Whenever she focused on kissing him, she had been irresistibly alluring.
He had gone from being forced to willingly clinging to her.
The moment he imagined Yuan Shu doing those things with another man, Helan Ying’s heart felt as though it were burning.
A chill flashed through his deep green eyes. Helan Ying raised his hand and punched the spiritual barrier before him.
However, his spiritual power had long since been sealed. His fist landed without stirring up the slightest ripple.
At the same time, Helan Zhao, whose actions had been interrupted, paused. He abruptly flung a spiritual artifact toward the mouth of the cave.
The artifact swiftly transformed into a barrier that blocked out all sound, knocking Helan Ying back several steps.
Helan Zhao let out a sigh of relief, hurriedly composed himself, and devoted himself to pleasing Yuan Shu.
A helpless moan escaped Yuan Shu from above.
The next moment, Yuan Shu hooked her arms around his neck.
…
The imperial bloodline of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty carried the blood of heavenly dragons. Once that bloodline was awakened, its bearer could shift between human and heavenly dragon forms.
Helan Zhao knew that Yuan Shu would never agree to let him truly break through her defenses and die here.
That was why he had chosen another method.
Yuan Shu vaguely heard some movement outside the barrier, but Helan Zhao was far too uninhibited—and far too gifted.
She could neither break free nor regain consciousness.
Only after the passion subsided did Helan Zhao release her ankles, wrap his arms around her waist, and crawl up in front of her.
Yuan Shu’s eyes were hazy, her expression dazed. It took her a long while to come back to herself from the dizzying waves of desire.
“Shushu, was I good?”
Helan Zhao blinked his beautiful, ink-black eyes. His tongue returned to normal as he lightly swept it over the corner of his lips. He looked at Yuan Shu with an expression that seemed to ask for praise.
Now, he had truly seen what Yuan Shu looked like when overcome with desire.
And that desire belonged to him alone!
Yuan Shu’s hands and feet were weak, but she still reached out and gently stroked his cheek. Seeing the clear, innocent look in Helan Zhao’s doe-like eyes, she curved her lips into a smile and praised him without reservation.
“The Heavenly Dragon bloodline truly lives up to its reputation!”
Helan Zhao’s eyes lit up. He carefully leaned his face closer to Yuan Shu.
“As long as Shushu likes it, I’m willing to serve you this way until I can truly take you, Shushu.”
Thinking of what had just happened, Yuan Shu’s body immediately went soft again. Her throat bobbed as she swallowed, but she did not refuse.
She reached out, hooked her arms around Helan Zhao’s neck, and pulled him down, taking the initiative to kiss his lips.
Helan Zhao froze for a moment, then immediately took control, deepening the kiss with domineering fervor.
He secretly rejoiced. Sure enough, Yuan Shu liked capable men.
Now, what Yuan Shu liked was his ability!
There was no way Helan Ying would do this for Yuan Shu, so he was destined to be the winner!
Helan Zhao’s emotions surged. His burning lips seemed determined to swallow Yuan Shu whole.
…
Helan Ying felt as though he had been cast aside.
Ever since Yuan Shu and Helan Zhao had emerged from the cave that day, Yuan Shu’s eyes had rarely rested on him.
Even the kisses she had given him several times a day had completely disappeared.
Helan Zhao followed Yuan Shu around like a shadow. Sometimes he wiped her hands or fetched things for her with an obsequious smile; other times he told amusing, witty jokes that made Yuan Shu laugh without restraint.
Yuan Shu no longer paid attention to him. He should have been happy.
But why did it infuriate him so much to see Helan Zhao growing so close to Yuan Shu?
What right did he have to get so close to her?
Yuan Shu had been the one to begin training him, after all!
“Shushu, I found a three-legged insect in the cave over there. Would you like to go take a look?”
Helan Zhao sat beside Yuan Shu, gently massaging her arm. A strange, heated current surged through his ink-dark eyes.
Yuan Shu’s gaze shifted. The corners of her lips curved into a smile as she spoke meaningfully.
“A three-legged insect? Is it very big?”
Helan Zhao immediately understood her implication and replied, “Big! Very big—the kind that can make someone scream!”
“Shushu, would you like to go see it? I promise you won’t be disappointed!”
Yuan Shu was tempted.
She was someone who valued pleasure, and with the Hehuan Divine Tree within her, her desires were naturally stronger than those of ordinary people.
What was more, Helan Zhao was different.
He brought her a completely different kind of sensation.
She remained silent, but Helan Zhao understood at once. He stood up and directly lifted Yuan Shu from the stone where she sat, then hurried toward the cave nearby.
Behind them, Helan Ying threw away the stick he had been using to poke at the fire and hurried after them.
But an unfeeling spiritual barrier descended across the mouth of the cave, blocking him outside.
He could only watch helplessly as Helan Zhao carried Yuan Shu into the cave.
This time, Helan Zhao had learned his lesson. The barrier he set up was firm and heavy, blocking out every sound.
Helan Ying slammed his fist against it, his eyes reddening with anger.
After standing outside the barrier for a long while without hearing the slightest sound from within, he could only lower his head dejectedly and return to the fire.
His brows and eyes were lowered, but a cold glint flickered within them.
…
This time, Helan Zhao was even more practiced. After kissing Yuan Shu’s lips, he followed the smooth, pale skin downward with his kisses.
Before long, the cave echoed with Yuan Shu’s involuntary moans.
Her long lashes trembled. Like a fish on the verge of drying out, she could only feel the clouds that brought her rain and dew.
Did Helan Ying, who also possessed the Heavenly Dragon bloodline, act this way too?
The image of Helan Ying’s exquisite, handsome face suddenly surfaced in Yuan Shu’s mind.
But in the very next instant, the thought was shattered.
Her mind was left completely blank.
…
Helan Ying did not sleep all night. His gaze remained fixed on the silent cave until movement finally came from within.
Yuan Shu emerged with Helan Zhao supporting her.
A Cleansing Dust spell swept over the two of them, dispersing the lingering traces of intimacy from their bodies. Even so, the smile and satisfaction between Yuan Shu’s brows were impossible to miss.
Helan Zhao must have served her very well the night before.
Helan Zhao carefully supported Yuan Shu. His obsequious manner was both infuriating and enviously hateful.
Helan Ying’s heart ached with bitterness. His lips pressed into a thin line, and the hand gripping the stick trembled uncontrollably.
Damn Helan Zhao! What right did he have to steal her attention?
Helan Ying lowered his eyes, a chill settling within them.
Perhaps it was time to move certain matters forward.
“Shushu, I’m going to catch some fish for you in that cold pool.”
After helping Yuan Shu sit down, Helan Zhao gave her a quick explanation before rising to leave.
