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Chen Anlin was jolted awake by a slap, covering his face in shock as he looked at the furious expression on the Empress's face.
"Your Majesty, why did you hit me?" he asked, a look of grievance etched on his features. He had been enjoying a pleasant dream about eating steamed buns when the slap had abruptly pulled him from his slumber.
"What were you doing just now?" Wu Xixue asked coldly.
"I was sleeping! I had a dream about eating steamed buns, and then you woke me up, Your Majesty. I didn't do anything wrong!" Chen Anlin protested.
"You—"
Wu Xixue was so furious that she nearly jumped in place. Just moments ago, she had been asleep when she felt someone nibbling on her. Upon waking, she had instinctively slapped Chen Anlin.
However, seeing the innocent look on his face made her feel as if she had punched a pile of cotton.
"Your Majesty, what’s wrong with me? Did I do something wrong?" Chen Anlin rubbed his face in confusion.
That slap had not been light; it left him seeing stars and his face stinging with pain.
Wu Xixue ultimately said nothing more than, "I just had a nightmare and slapped you out of reflex. You’re not angry, are you?"
"Angry? Not at all," Chen Anlin thought to himself, wanting to retort but holding back.
"Let’s eat something first to recover. We’ll figure out how to leave this place later," Wu Xixue said as she pulled out some roasted rabbit meat from her storage bag.
Although it had cooled down by now, it still tasted decent enough to eat. As they ate, Wu Xixue couldn’t help but reflect on the earlier scene. Despite her status as Empress, she was still a woman at heart. The way Chen Anlin had acted inevitably led her to overthink things.
Yet, she could tell that he hadn’t meant any harm.
Sighing inwardly, she thought to herself, "Oh, this little Anlin… really."
Wu Xixue scolded herself inwardly, but ultimately chose to keep the secret buried in her heart. After eating and drinking to her fill, Chen Anlin took out his sword and began to dig at the ice wall before him.
Once he had cleared a larger area in the ice chamber, he started to dig upwards. The ice layer was indeed thick; not only could sound not penetrate it, but even the energy of his soul could not break through. As a result, those above, from the Song family, were unaware of what was happening below. Many even speculated that both the Empress and Chen Anlin might already be dead.
The digging was slow; even for a martial artist, facing such a thick layer of ice, he had only managed to advance a few dozen meters in a day. However, with food and drink in his storage bag, Chen Anlin believed that advancing dozens of meters each day would eventually lead him to break through after a thousand meters.
During this process, Chen Anlin also discovered the position of the dragon bones and Fang's corpse. On Fang's body, he found the dragon soul that had been hiding there. Without a host, the dragon soul could only return to its original form within the dragon bones and could not leave; otherwise, it would dissipate completely.
Wu Xixue was quite interested in the dragon soul. As Chen Anlin continued to dig, she planned to refine the dragon soul directly. "Empress, after all, I am a dragon. There’s no need for you to refine me; we can cooperate instead."
Suddenly, the dragon soul spoke to Wu Xixue. "The outcome of refining me is my consciousness." Previously, it had chosen to cooperate with Fang partly because Fang had promised that once it grew stronger, he would find a suitable body for it to resurrect.
"You’re just a mere demon; what qualifications do you have to discuss cooperation with me?" Wu Xixue showed no interest in the dragon soul's proposal.
"Empress, with my help, you can succeed faster. Don’t you want that?" The dragon soul said anxiously; it did not want to die.
In response, Wu Xixue merely scoffed dismissively.
"Fine, fine." The dragon soul snorted coldly and turned its attention to Chen Anlin. "Kid, let’s cooperate. If we deal with the Empress together, I’ll help you achieve immortality afterward."
Wu Xixue looked at Chen Anlin in surprise. "Xiao Anzi, his proposal isn’t bad! Why don’t you agree to him?"
Chen Anlin replied firmly, "Even if I die, I will never betray Your Majesty!"
He spoke passionately and then took out his Soul-Breaking Stick. "I’ll hit! I’ll hit!"
He struck at the dragon soul several times with force. The dragon soul was infuriated. "You ungrateful brat! I am a dragon who has lived for millions of years! How dare you treat me like this? You’re driving me mad!"
Wu Xixue didn’t waste any more words; she used her spiritual power to envelop the dragon soul directly. With a host, the dragon soul was indeed powerful.
But now, despite possessing immense soul power, he was unable to unleash it. He could only struggle desperately, but it was of no use. "Empress, we can talk this out. We can cooperate; together we can achieve victory!"
"Fool, I advise you to submit to my refining. Otherwise, I will make you experience endless suffering!"
"Ah, Empress, how ruthless you are! I am a dragon, a dragon!"
"You are merely a lowly flood dragon, just a descendant of the mingling between dragons and beasts," Wu Xixue scoffed.
"How dare you underestimate me! I will kill you!" he shouted, though it was just a display of impotent rage.
His dragon soul grew weaker and weaker as his soul power was absorbed rapidly. "I won't let you have your way so easily! If you refine me, you won't fare any better!"
He let go of his defenses and charged straight at Wu Xixue. "Dragons are inherently lustful! Empress, by absorbing my soul power, you'll become a wanton woman too! Hahaha!"
His voice grew fainter until it finally disappeared.
What just happened? Chen Anlin felt bewildered. What does 'dragons are inherently lustful' mean? Could it be that the Empress would suffer greatly?
Instinctively, Chen Anlin glanced at the Empress. Coincidentally, Wu Xixue was looking back at him.
At that moment, Chen Anlin's lips twitched. The Empress looked off; her face was flushed, and she seemed to radiate heat, her clothing becoming disheveled.
This...
Chen Anlin swallowed hard. Damn it, this dragon soul had to act like this right before its death. Wu Xixue gritted her teeth, struggling to suppress the desire rising within her.
What could Chen Anlin say? All he could do was silently express his gratitude for the unexpected assistance from the dragon soul.
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