Starting with watering the World Tree for otherworldly survival

With proper feeding, this highly promising creature can grow even stronger. Feeding it is quite simple; all you need are minerals, gems, magic crystals, and magic cores.

Looking at this adorable golden-haired girl with a round face and a chubby figure like a house cat, Zhong Liuxiu immediately stopped fantasizing about Qin He's actions.

"Mom! Xiao Shi is hungry."

Another "Mom!" left her bewildered. A thought immediately flashed through Zhong Liuxiu's mind:

He had to teach this little girl, who looked like a doll, to call Qin He "Dad."

Upon seeing this, Celesi immediately provided Zhong Liuxiu with enough resources to feed the little brick for a long time—approximately one million dragon crystals.

Mira and the others standing to the side were no longer shocked. Even the gods had appeared; what else could they find hard to believe?

Even so, watching this little brick happily munching on a dragon crystal coin the size of a mooncake, they felt a pang of heartache.

Dragon Crystal Coins are the most valuable absolute hard currency in any corner of the world.

Although its value is equivalent to that of amethyst coins, in terms of rarity, it far surpasses amethyst coins. It's like the difference between a rare commemorative coin and a regular banknote.

The reason for this is that Dragon Crystals are a high-level currency issued and minted by the dragon race. They are basically similar to spirit stones in fantasy novels.

It contains the dragon's aura of the creator, a precious object forged by the dragon melting and solidifying various treasures into special crystals.

Clutching the dragon crystal coins given to him by Celestia, Shi Fang Ju Lie ate with great relish. Suddenly, the little brick hopped and skipped to Celestia's feet, saying in the same way:

"Mom, this is delicious."

What a fine little brick! It truly embodies the truth of "whoever feeds me is my mother" to the extreme.

Afterwards, the four gods also began to feed Shifang Julie with great interest, using dragon crystal coins and various magic cores and crystals to try to fill the little belly of this divine artifact.

Zhong Liuxiu handed over some treasures such as dragon crystals and magic cores to the other girls.

Soon, even the snow bear Luna and the wolf king Mana became the mothers of this little brick!

Holding Shi Fang Ju Lie in her hands, Zhong Liuxiu tried to teach her to call Qin He "Dad" when she saw him.

……

Meanwhile, Qin He was fiercely embracing Yan Ling's waist and hips, thrusting wildly. The warm, smooth fluids made her entire body feel as fiery and passionate as fire.

Even hotter than the comforting warmth of the hot spring water inside Celexi's body, Qin He felt as if he were in a soft, tight underwater sauna.

Qin He pressed his upper body tightly against hers, embracing her waist while pressing her soft, plump buttocks against his own waist and hips.

With his mesmerizing muscles, he suppressed the surging waves of the red dragon's buttocks. A tingling, bone-melting feeling of satisfaction instantly spread from that burning spot throughout his entire body.

Looking at Yan Ling's buttocks, which had been struck hard, they were covered with red marks from the impact, and her whole body was sore and weak.

She could only whimper like a lamb, occasionally letting out short, delicate cries under Qin He's control. Now, she didn't even have the strength to fly, and Qin He held her in the air, doing whatever he pleased with her.

Qin He straightened up slightly, his eyes flashing with a sharp, crimson light like a wolf's as he locked onto Yan Ling's fair breasts.

Tall and rounded, soft and bouncy.

Her wild and voluptuous breasts proudly displayed their untamed beauty. Her mature and alluring figure, ripe for childbirth, showcased her irresistible charm, making her a prime candidate for reproduction.

These two exquisitely beautiful breasts, as soft and smooth as snow, yet warm to the point of almost burning, were violently tossed and turned in mid-air by Qin He's thrusting against Yan Liu, who was struggling weakly with soft moans and gasps.

He immediately reached down and wantonly kneaded his greedy and ferocious five fingers into that smooth, fragrant breast.

The aroma is warm and wild, with a hint of sulfur.

Yan Ling felt Qin He's body spun around as he penetrated her, making her face to face with him as they continued this act.

Her fiery lips pressed against her delicate, smooth, and warm body. Unable to comprehend what was happening to her, Yan Ling, unable to contain her passion, let out a passionate moan.

Yan Ling instinctively wrapped her arms around Qin He's head, as if trying to crush his skull. But with her body aching, numb, and itchy, how could she possibly have the strength?

Therefore, in Qin He's eyes, and even in the eyes of the other girls, this act of killing the enemy was tantamount to him enjoying the two soft, warm, and alluring breasts in front of him.

Yan Ling felt a surging, tingling sensation, like a tidal wave, spreading from the breasts that were being kneaded so vigorously in front of her, throughout her entire body.

On those two swollen, hot breasts, beneath the two sweet, milky nipples, stood erect as if something was about to gush out.

The more satisfied she became with those two warm, jade-like breast cushions, the more inexplicable pleasure arose in her rear end, which Qin He was willing to exploit.

Having already had a daughter named Yanliu, Qin He's actions of kneading and cultivating her rear end have extracted the nutrients that the female dragon in his arms had never revealed before!

That's right, Yan Ling in her human form now... Her nipples, from the frantic thrusting, were overflowing with warm, fresh milk brimming with the nutrients of the red dragon and fire-elemental magic!

How could Qin He let this precious treat go to waste? He took a big sip and greedily sucked on the two delicate, grape-like pearls. He was about to completely conquer the virgin dragon before him, who was now the Dragon Mother.

Even though his daughter had never drunk dragon milk, Qin He wantonly kneaded and squeezed those soft flesh pieces to extract the incredibly nutritious milk fat.

"Ugh... You, if you have the guts, kill me!"

Completely ignoring Yan Ling's provocation, Qin He's pecking at the cream became even more intense. His teeth mercilessly scraped and ground the delicate, high peaks, even lightly biting them to cause her slight pain.

He was busy with his hands, squeezing and pinching in mid-air, teasing her plump, round buttocks and one of her magnificent, full breasts.

This kneading caused the massive, soft breasts to surge and ripple dramatically during the flight, and the soft, warm sensation filled his fingers... Yan Ling's delicate body trembled involuntarily.

All her strength had vanished, and she couldn't stop crying out in bed.

Taking advantage of her confusion and infatuation, Qin He continued his violent thrusting without stopping for a moment.

Chapter 42 Not even the sword is spared

Not only was Qin He going to frantically scramble and carve into Yan Ling's beautiful buttocks in the sky, but he also wanted to completely subdue the sword spirit of the Demonic Prison Waves within his sea of ​​consciousness, capture it, and scramble into it together in the sky!

That churning, sea-stirring entity, like divine iron, relentlessly thrust and pumped, filling Yan Ling until she was on the verge of death, moaning incessantly.

The stunning beauty had no choice but to instinctively comply, swaying her hips in mid-air.

Her snow-white, plump buttocks were raised high, pressed tightly against his waist and abdomen. Her fighting spirit vanished, and under the influence of her fierce female instincts, she threw herself into his arms, clinging to him desperately.

Suddenly, the fragrant spring gushed forth again, watering Qin He with even greater joy.

In the back path, the pinkish part had already been stretched and squeezed out by Qin He, revealing his unique and domineering shape.

After repeatedly reaching her peak, Yan Ling's body was completely limp. Qin He's relentless pursuit and thrusting made her delicate body tremble even more.

Such a fierce attack was also an immense challenge for Qin He himself.

Flames shot from between Yan Ling's pearly white teeth as she bit her bright red lower lip, suppressing a pleasurable groan from her throat.

Qin He thrust wildly, churning and exploring every soft spot of hers. Though her rear was barren, he cultivated a warm, moist moisture within her, like a paddy field.

His lower abdomen slammed heavily against her plump, beautiful buttocks, and the most alluring sound rang out crisply in the air.

Yan Ling trembled with each powerful blow from Qin He, her full, snow-white, smooth breasts rippling in his hands like waves, a truly captivating sight.

Qin He grabbed those long, slender yet voluptuous legs, his thrusting becoming increasingly frenzied.

After nearly a hundred deep, forceful thrusts, Yan Ling soon began to emit a continuous stream of seductive cries and moans.

Her soft, plump, and alluring body suddenly tensed up, and she trembled like a leaf.

Exploring this smooth, warm path, even in stillness, the lingering tenderness has a powerful aftertaste, causing his pent-up desire to surge forth endlessly.

During their mid-air battle, Qin He unleashed several surging, turbulent waves.

By relentlessly attacking this beautiful, mature female dragon at the mid-level of the ninth rank, Qin He's abilities improved steadily during the conquest.

Driven by insatiable desire, he received a reward from the demonic sword.

Unfortunately, she was the very weapon that triggered his desires, causing him to lose control at crucial moments.

It was time, and Qin He quietly approached the sword spirit of Demonic Prison Waves, which was causing trouble in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness stretched a vast expanse, where the demonic sword indeed stood.

An incredibly powerful demonic aura surged within Qin He's mind, causing his desires to rise to a frenzied level.

Yu Lan, that's the name of the demonic sword spirit. The moment Qin He entered his sea of ​​consciousness, he understood her background.

Surprisingly, the sword spirit's attire was quite sensual. The white leather straitjacket tightly bound her beautiful figure, making her round, jade-like breasts appear exquisitely voluptuous.

A black high ponytail and striking red eyes. Yet, she is also a petite, busty loli like her masters, You Jiu and Zhong Liuxiu.

Needless to say, her plump and bouncy thighs were amazing, and her round and plump buttocks were so luscious that Qin He wanted to pinch them immediately and knead them hard in his hands.

"Whoa! You...you...how did you find this place? I clearly hid in your sea of ​​consciousness as Master instructed..."

Upon discovering the sword spirit's location, Yu Lan was immediately terrified. The person before her had swallowed a dragon core and could, for a short time, contend with someone like You Jiu!

We've been discovered... Damn it!

"Master? Now that you're in my hands, you only have one master, and that's me~ You're causing trouble in my sea of ​​consciousness, and you think you can hide from me? Get out of here~"

Qin He immediately raised his hand and summoned a branch of the World Tree, even within the mental realm of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, to fight against his enemies.

Now, Qin He will be both a dragon knight and a magic swordsman, and he will play both roles equally.

"You're talking nonsense! My only master is Lady Youjiu! She's the one who forged and nurtured me. You're her enemy, and I won't listen to you!"

After some conversation, Qin He understood. This sword spirit was probably just beginning to develop its intelligence and its mind was still immature. And Qin He just happened to enjoy this kind of challenge.

"Your master doesn't want you anymore—otherwise, why would she have dumped you here? Aren't those who forge artifacts just exchanging their creations for profit?"

"Just like now—your master gave you to me. I am your master!"

Realizing that she had been given to Qin He and that her master truly didn't want her anymore, Yu Lan immediately burst into tears, just like a little girl abandoned by her mother.

"Waaah... No, no, it can't be like this. Master must have some reason. She must need me to restrain you, which is why she sent me to your side!"

Looking at the teary-eyed little sword spirit in front of him, Qin He suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

Should I really do something to this plump, tender girl?

of course!

Qin He nodded where he was standing.

Okay, Qin He admits, he just likes this kind of thing. It's not some twisted logic about dragons being inherently lustful, nor can it be blamed on the demonic sword arousing his desires.

It was simply Qin He's own idea, and once he thought of it, he did it, making the little sword spirit completely devoted to him.

The little sword spirit was unaware of what was happening, but Qin He grabbed her wrist and held her tightly. He planned to completely subdue this wretched demonic sword, then take her to the sky for a wonderful double blessing in mid-air.

Soon, Yu Lan appeared between Qin He and Yan Ling. Yan Ling was slapped on the buttocks by Qin He, who then withdrew his penis… transforming him into a dragon-like form.

On the dragon's back, Qin He began to enjoy the adorable sword spirit that had taken physical form.

Starting with Yu Lan's lips, he kissed her passionately, inch by inch, every part of her skin.

While kissing, Qin He's large hands skillfully caressed Yu Lan's smooth skin.

"Huh, what is this?"

Suddenly, an extremely delicious desire surged forth, nourishing Yu Lan, who was the sword spirit, in just a moment.

"This is the effect of you turning me into a demon; now I'm going to give you all the fruits of your labor!"

All of that came from Qin He. The petite beauty in front of him, with her large breasts and plump buttocks outlined by the straitjacket, wildly aroused his desires, which had been swelled by demonic influence.

Under Qin He's caresses and kisses, Yu Lan gradually succumbed to an intense passion.

Qin He's skillful teasing was something she couldn't resist. As a demonic sword... she was infused with desires Qin He had never known before.

The petite sword spirit's breathing gradually quickened, and the sensitive tips of her round, beautiful breasts gradually hardened.

Her smooth, delicate body gradually took on a rosy hue, and her skin was as smooth and flawless as satin.

Qin He used multiple methods until his lips finally touched that tender, white spot. His terrifying, demonic-infused penis also reached its hardest point!

Yu Lan's breathing was heavy, her face flushed, and her delicate cherry-like mouth opened and closed slightly as he greedily sucked on the honeyed sheath that was eagerly awaiting its arrival.

Under Qin He's skillful ministrations, Yu Lan's small, delicate breasts swelled to a bright red. Her smooth, alluring body, like a water snake, began to gently writhe and sway, and she occasionally let out passionate moans.

Her endearing reaction made Qin He's desire unable to continue to swell, and he needed to release it again!

The jade juice that wells up from the fragrant jade-like surface is also quite delicious, with a refreshing sweetness.

Qin He was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that the sword spirit body could also exude such a fragrant honey.

As expected of a demonic sword, even the jade liquid secreted by the sword spirit can so effectively stir up the desires in people's hearts.

Besides its sweet and smooth taste, it also aroused Qin He's rising desire to the point of almost bursting, urgently needing release.

That delicate area was quickly moistened by Qin He's lips and tongue, leaving behind glistening droplets.

The fragrant dew seeping from Yu Lan's pink scabbard paints a captivating and alluring picture.

A trickle of honey-like dew gushed down between those plump little legs, and Qin He swallowed it. He found it sweet and delicious, exceptionally moist.

Qin He gently sucked on that sweet spot, then his tongue slowly moved upwards. Finally, his tongue touched the inner structure of the sword sheath.