Chapter 104: Didn't you want to give birth to me?

The huge dragon's tail contained inhuman strength, and the heavy pressure entangled Shang Youqing. The more Shang Youqing struggled, the deeper she fell into it.

In the end, even breathing became difficult, and her entire face was forced to stick to the dragon scales that were arranged intricately like ice armor.

A few phoenix feathers fell messily on the dragon's tail, which was terrible.

The weak spiritual energy condensed by Shang Youqing's fingers could not do anything. She scratched the scales in front of her fingertips but remained motionless.

Even so, she was unwilling to show weakness. When the hand stretched out from her sleeve to stroke her cheek, Shang Youqing seized the opportunity to turn her head and opened her mouth to bite his wrist that was pressed against her lips.

The tip of the teeth easily pierced the thin and cold white skin. She bit the bloody bone of her wrist tightly, and her lips were bleeding but she did not want to let go.

Until that flat and cold voice came again.

"On the day Shang You shed her dragon tail, she was afraid that you would abandon her after seeing the tail, so she bit off a piece of her dragon scale. She thought that as long as she pulled out the scale, the dragon tail on her body would disappear."

Shang Youqing's lips and teeth, which were originally fiercely pressing against his wrist, seemed to stop, and she raised her head with tears and blood.

All her hatred was crushed under his cold gaze.

Ever since being dragged into the dragon cave, Shang Youqing has been deliberately avoiding the issue of the two children she gave birth to with Ying Shixue. The only time Ying Shixue mentioned it, she scolded her on the spot and avoided the topic.

Even after learning that everything she had done in the past was spread across the seas as a joke by Ying Shixue, she never thought of humiliating herself by questioning a single word, just thinking that it was her own fault and she was reaping the consequences.

She didn't want to mention it.

Everything about the children.

Not a single word.

During the time she was recuperating in Kunlun Mountain, she had repeatedly reminded herself that this was evidence of her being harmed and exploited by Ying Shixue, a sin in the eyes of Heaven, a hidden threat that shouldn't exist between heaven and earth.

Every time she told herself this, it hurt as if she had to grit her teeth and swallow it down with blood and flesh.

Because no matter how much she reminded herself, no matter how much she told herself, she couldn't erase the fact that this was her own flesh and blood, a chick connected to her bloodline, a fact that could not be erased even if heaven and earth forbade it.

But Ying Shixue chose to act as if nothing had happened, and suddenly told her about the child's recent situation.

Shang Youqing stared at him in silence, his eyes growing colder.

As if the humiliation wasn't enough, Ying Shixue paused, and was about to continue, "But Shang You didn't—"

Shang Youqing's expression was numb, on the verge of suppressing her endurance, she interrupted him with a hissing voice, "Didn't I tell me not to mention the child to me?"

Ying Shixue stared at her silently, deliberately holding her chin with the hand she had bitten, "Why not? Didn't you want to give birth to the child for me?"

As soon as the words fell, Shang Youqing slapped him again without saying a word, but Ying Shixue intercepted it mid-air.

Her lips and teeth were gnashing, and her eyes were filled with bloodthirsty flames. It was obvious without asking how much hatred she had, as if if all the constraints were released, she would definitely eliminate everything related to him without hesitation.

And Ying Shixue completely restrained her clenched fist, and the look in his eyes when he looked at her was still as cold as an ice field, "So, if I hadn't taken the children away, you would indeed have killed them for the sake of heaven."

Shang Youqing's breathing stagnated, and when he raised his eyes again, he smiled at Ying Shixue for the first time. She looked at him and nodded, "So what."

"Ying Shixue."

Shang Youqing called him by his original name for the first time, but every word seemed to be shed with blood, "The person in the world who has no right to say this is you. If you had any conscience, they could have lived a happy life even if they were reincarnated into an ordinary family, instead of appearing in this world and suffering pain that they shouldn't have endured!"

"Do you think... you're hiding them under the guise of protecting them? Ying Shixue, dare you say you don't intend to use their bloodline to aid you in your struggle against the Heavenly Dao?!"

Ying Shixue listened with a blank expression. When she spoke again, her voice lacked any warmth or emotion, simply a clear and steady statement: "You're right. Combined with your Phoenix bloodline, these two children will indeed be of great use to me."

With this, the dragon's tail completely released her.

When Shang Youqing was caught off guard and tumbled back onto the icy bed from the massive dragon's tail, the dragon didn't even glance at her before withdrawing. Before rising and leaving, he ruthlessly crushed her shimmering hopes. "

Don't worry, I won't give you the chance to see them."

As Ying Shixue left the depths of the dragon's cave and descended to the entrance to the waters beyond, Elder Changyi, who had been waiting for a long time beneath the shimmering dome of the palace corridor, saw the king finally appear after several days, bringing his men to report some important matters.

Besides the king's earlier orders, Elder Changyi recalled another small matter at the end of his speech.

"By the way, my king, after being reduced to a sea beast by you, the demonic serpent leader seems to be resentful and has injured several sea spirits in quick succession—" Ying

Shixue responded coldly.

"Exile to the Evil Sea."

The Changyi elder was stunned. Although the king's face remained as cold and deep as ever, showing no sign of change, his eyes seemed to hold an invisible threat.

The Changyi elder dared not question further. He bowed slightly, replied "Yes," and withdrew with his men.

Ying Shixue, on the other hand, descended along the long corridor until he finally reached the barrier at the end of the waters, beneath an ice stele intricately engraved with dragon patterns.

Ying Shixue stood still for a moment beneath the hundreds-meter-high ice stele. Her frosted sleeves parted the barrier and she calmly crossed the natural glacial arch bridge above the lava pool, where liquid blue flames flowed.

After crossing the bridge, Ying Shixue paused in a rocky crevice on the shore, where molten lava gushed forth.

There were raging blue flames at his feet, but those flames seemed to be afraid of the eternal coldness spreading around him and did not dare to get any closer.

After a long time, a silver-grey dragon with a transparent soul light slowly rose from the center of the lava pool, hovering over the continuous icicles in the pool.

The old dragon king lowered his dragon head, and his cloudy eyes looked at the cold and snowy figure standing in the crevice of the rock.

Finally, his eyes slowly fell on the sleeves that were floating slightly with the water, with a little blood on them.

The bite marks on his wrist had long healed, but the dangling palm, although bandaged, had long been torn and casually wrapped around the wrist.

As the sleeves flowed, it was clearly visible that there was a deep cut on his hand that cut across the entire palm.

The shape of the cut did not look like a wound caused by a sharp weapon, but more like... the dragon scales on Ying Shixue's own body.