Chapter 95: Chapter 83: Heretic God’s Power, Serpent Slayer Spearhead, Twin Lifes Lv3 (4K, Requesting Monthly Pass)

“What… what are you doing!?”

Ning Fengwan panicked, feeling something pressed against her body and not daring to move an inch, as though she were a grazing animal facing a slumbering lion, terrified that the slightest brush might inadvertently wake it.

“What do you think I want to do, hmm? Teacher Wan?”

Xue Jing sat behind the girl, wrapping his arms around her, resting his chin on her shoulder, and speaking in a deep voice.

As he spoke, his breath brushed against Ning Fengwan’s ear, making her shiver and clench her toes, her entire being tingling.

“Don’t… don’t do that…”

The girl murmured softly, as if in refusal, yet her body was limp and weak, her pale hands pressing on Xue Jing’s arms as if to push him away, but she could hardly muster the strength.

Her long black hair, silky as satin, was damp and clung to her delicate and fair cheeks.

Her lush eyelashes trembled slightly, and her usually strong and narrow phoenix eyes were filled with helplessness, her mouth slightly agape, as if suppressing something…

Xue Jing was captivated by her beauty at that moment, his pupils dilated slightly, and he couldn’t help holding her tighter.

Then he leaned closer to the girl’s neck, his lips and teeth barely touching.

“Mmm~”

Ning Fengwan trembled, instinctively biting her lower lip, her eyes misting over with a layer of moisture.

“!!”

Suddenly, the girl lifted her head, exposing her swan-like elegant and slender neck.

Underneath the water, a pair of hands moved gently and softly, touching nothing too intimate, merely lightly grazing, causing a tantalizing itch, teasing the senses…

After more than ten minutes like this, Ning Fengwan’s eyes were vacant, her mouth slightly open, her body leaning back, resting on Xue Jing’s chest.

Occasionally, her body would shake suddenly, letting one know she hadn’t lost consciousness.

The girl turned her head slightly and looked at Xue Jing’s profile, her narrow phoenix eyes filled with an indecipherable meaning.

At that moment, the ring on her cat tail emitted bursts of white and gold light.

Ning Fengwan could feel a strange power emanating from the ring, seeping into her body.

At the same time, Xue Jing’s movements paused.

[Divine Substance detected, extracting Divinity…]

‘Divinity!’

Xue Jing looked surprised, viewing the panel that had suddenly popped up and the Divinity that was increasing every few seconds.

‘Fostering the integration of Miao Miao and the Cat Tail Ring actually absorbs Divinity?’

Xue Jing’s expression was peculiar.

But on second thought, it made sense.

The Cat Tail Ring, through the Lion Holy Church’s blessing ceremony, became a Divine Relic granted to the chosen of the Heretic God Bastet and had a strong connection with the Heretic God Bastet.

Now Ning Fengwan and the Cat Tail Ring were deepening their integration, which meant tapping into the power of the Heretic God Bastet contained within the Cat Tail Ring.

A Heretic God is still a god, and also possesses Divinity.

Xue Jing thought for a bit, then gradually resumed his movements with his hands.

Suddenly, Ning Fengwan’s body stiffened, her back straightened, her toes curled tightly, then relaxed, curled again, then relaxed…

Her hands clutched Xue Jing’s arms tightly, with such force that it nearly made his bones crack.

Xue Jing’s voice carried a hint of laughter as he whispered softly,

“Teacher Wan, are you alright?”

Ning Fengwan curled up, burying her head into her thighs; her expression couldn’t be seen, only her muffled voice could be heard,

“I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

Xue Jing chuckled, not pressing further, but instead asked, “How do you feel? Bastet’s power.”

Ning Fengwan closed her eyes to sense it, then hesitated,

“I think… I’ve gotten a bit stronger?”

Xue Jing glanced at the five scratch marks on his arm and raised an eyebrow,

“I felt it.”

With his current physique, an ordinary person with a blunter knife might not even leave a mark on his skin.

But Ning Fengwan had merely… grabbed him forcefully in a state of distraction.

And it made Xue Jing’s arm feel the pain.

The power of Bastet, the Heretic God, was something indeed.

“Did it simply enhance your body?” Xue Jing thought for a moment before continuing, “Feel it carefully, do you have any other powers?”

Ning Fengwan closed her eyes.

After a while, she suddenly extended her right hand.

“Clang—”

With a flick of her five fingers, sharp, silvery-white claws emerged from her fingertips.

For some reason, Xue Jing felt a dangerous sensation that made his scalp tingle when he saw those claws.

“What is this?” Xue Jing suppressed that feeling and asked with curiosity.

Ning Fengwan opened her eyes, somewhat uncertainly,

“I just learned it suddenly, it seems to be called…”

She pondered for a moment, “The name is in a language I’ve never heard of… If I translate it into Chinese, it should be ‘Serpent Slayer Spearhead’?”

“Serpent Slayer Spearhead?” Xue Jing repeated the name.

Ning Fengwan nodded.

“Some knowledge suddenly appeared in my head, it’s related to ‘Bastet’.”

“The wild Goddess of War, Bastet, one of her titles, is called ‘Serpent Slayer’…”

Ning Fengwan searched for the divine knowledge that appeared in her mind, trying her best to translate it into Chinese.

“She slew ‘Apep, the serpent of chaos’… Her claws were stained with the Blood of the Serpent, thus obtaining the power to counter ‘things related to serpents’, known as ‘Serpent Slayer Spearhead’.”

She cast her gaze upon Xue Jing, mysteriously carrying a trace of a smile.

“…Since snakes are the origin of dragons, ‘Dragon Breed’ also falls within the restraining power of the Serpent Slayer Spearhead.”

The girl gently slid her claws across Xue Jing’s chest, exuding a chill.

Xue Jing found that merely the proximity of those claws caused the hairs on his skin to stand on end and his Golden Scales Transformation to activate automatically, the patterns of dragon scales surfacing.