Until late at night

With her transformation complete, Xi Xue ran a hand through her waterfall of crimson hair.

“This is my true form as a Bloodkin,” she said, her voice dropping an octave, rich and resonant. “The form that represents the legitimate lineage of the entire Bloodkin race.”

Lan Ruobing’s eyes widened. She stared blankly, utterly mesmerized.

Xi Xue knelt before her, maintaining a supportive posture.

Yet, despite her gentle touch, the sheer presence of her full Bloodkin form created an inexplicable sense of primal awe.

It was as if an ancient, beautiful demon embraced her fragile form, creating a stark and powerful contrast.

In that moment, Lan Ruobing felt the Divine Dragon bloodline within her surge restlessly, as if yearning to transform and resist this audacious presence.

Her dragon bloodline possessed an inherent arrogance. The fiery, destructive aura Xi Xue exuded felt like a direct challenge.

However, despite the fierce desire to fully transform, Lan Ruobing suppressed it.

She had no wish to appear as a full Dragon Maiden before Xi Xue right now.

What if Xi Xue harbored some strange fetish, developing a particular fondness for her scaled form, demanding it day after day? Lan Ruobing knew she couldn’t endure that level of exhaustion.

Still, her earlier revelation held true: her abilities and bloodline awakening were far from simple. They possessed a certain sentience, handling situations independently when she was incapacitated.

She even fantasized about future battles, wondering if she could just go on autopilot, letting her body handle everything while her mind rested.

Or, perhaps, while being ravaged by Xi Xue, her consciousness could find a place to rest, leaving her body to endure the pleasure on its own…

That seemed ill-advised. Such sentient limbs might cause unnecessary trouble, becoming excessively aroused and turning her into a complete mess.

The thought sent a shiver of anticipation and dread down her spine.

After a long pause, she finally asked in surprise, “The form that represents the entire Bloodkin race… is this demonic appearance of yours?”

“Yes,” Xi Xue replied smoothly, fully in control of herself, lacking the apocalyptic madness that Ruobing had sensed from her power before. “Wasn’t that ancient deity from the myths also described as a terrifying angel? True Bloodkin might appear as demons or as dark angels, but never as those lesser, bat-winged monsters driven only by mindless bloodlust.”

“So, you understand now, don’t you? I am different from those lesser beings. It’s not just a matter of rank, but a qualitative leap in power, a true suppression of bloodlines.”

Lan Ruobing nodded, half-understanding.

So, it really was a beautiful demon…

Xi Xue then asked, “Do you fear me, in this form?”

She had repeated this question countless times in her life to others, but she desperately needed Lan Ruobing’s answer.

“No,” Lan Ruobing replied without hesitation, her hazy blue eyes filled only with desire.

“Good,” Xi Xue said, immensely pleased. “Now, this is my everyday form. You must remember it clearly.”

Lan Ruobing instantly perked up. Everyday form?

Could Xi Xue possess another form?

The answer was affirmative, for Xi Xue had already explained that her true, apocalyptic power—the “Other” self that terrified even her—was something entirely different from this controlled, beautiful manifestation.

In her current state, Xi Xue looked similar to her usual self, except her eyes were ruby red, two glowing horns adorned her head, and a sleek tail extended behind her.

She appeared slender, very pale, and incredibly delicate.

Gone was the oppressive, fiery aura of destruction from her full combat state, and the restlessness in Lan Ruobing’s own bloodline vanished with it.

It seemed this state was a gentler manifestation, a form she would use in intimate, everyday life.

Xi Xue smiled, wrapping her arms around Lan Ruobing’s bound waist. “Today, we’re going to play all day long!”

With that, she leaned down, her fangs grazing Ruobing’s collarbone.

Lan Ruobing quickly tried to push her back with bound wrists, saying anxiously and helplessly, “I know you’re eager, but I still have the Silver Cup competition! You need to finish quickly; playing all day is out of the question!”

Though her entire body was burning with the aphrodisiac, she hadn’t forgotten the extremely important Ability College Entrance Examination.

Xi Xue smiled and whispered against her skin, “That’s no longer an issue.”

With a flick of her hand, both the Gold Cup and Silver Cup rewards materialized on the bed.

There sat the gold and silver cups themselves, along with two ferocious beast cores, several boxes of packaged beast meat, and two bank cards containing a substantial amount of prize money.

“Th-this is…?” Lan Ruobing stared at the loot in astonishment, a golden, avaricious light shimmering in her bright blue eyes.

Xi Xue smiled mysteriously. Under Lan Ruobing’s persistent, shoulder-shaking pleas, she finally revealed the final events of the morning’s competition.

“So, do you understand? For both of us, the Ability College Entrance Examination’s regional tournament is already over! You were specially admitted. Aren’t you surprised?”

Lan Ruobing froze in shock for several seconds, then erupted into ecstasy.

It was over!? She had been specially recruited!? Heavens, what an exciting thing for a dragon!

If she hadn’t been bound by the silken ribbons, she would have leaped onto the bed and bounced with joy.

It was simply too unexpected!

Her excitement, however, was short-lived. Xi Xue swept her firmly into an embrace, saying playfully, “Now, Miss Ruobing, I’ve brought you such a huge surprise. How do you plan to repay me? Letting me play with your fountain all day long wouldn’t be too much to ask, would it?”

Lan Ruobing straddled her lap, leaning on her, her head tilted to the side as she shyly said, “That depends on Miss Xi Xue’s stamina. If you can only make me squirt two or three times, then you can’t blame me.”

As soon as the provocative words left her lips, she was instantly thrown onto the bed, pinned down, and thoroughly subdued.

“Miss Ruobing, you shall pay the price for your arrogance! Enjoy it thoroughly, the pleasure of dozens, even hundreds, of fountains!”

“Eh!?!?!?”

Xi Xue lay over Lan Ruobing, while Lan Ruobing held her head, softly moaning and gasping.

Xi Xue moved with desperate passion. Lan Ruobing curled up, her body trembling, her thighs twitching rhythmically against the silken bindings.

Xi Xue’s tail coiled around her, sliding and rubbing. Lan Ruobing twisted her body, her wrists held firmly. She wanted to resist the overwhelming pleasure but couldn’t, forced to accept every agonizingly beautiful sensation…

They intertwined passionately, turning the world upside down, igniting desire like dry wood meeting a raging fire.

They continued their lovemaking until deep into the night…