Chapter 966 - I want to mark it even more

Chapter 966: 966 - I want to mark it even more

[Yes, just one Chapter again. I’m sorry, but starting tomorrow, things will be back to normal.]

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"An elder said you wanted to see me..." Ma Mingzhu said, standing at the doorway, her eyes fixed somewhere around his collar, unable to meet Qingyi’s gaze.

"Yes." Qingyi nodded and held out his hand to her.

Mingzhu hesitated for a second, then took it.

Her fingers, pale and delicate, rested on his. Qingyi’s skin was also fair, but a slightly darker shade, with a firm palm and defined knuckles—clearly the hand of a man accustomed to wielding a sword.

She let him guide her into the room, and the place almost made her forget they were inside the Celestial Spear, a spaceship.

It looked more like a miniature paradise than a bedroom.

Birds sang somewhere among the trees, a lake reflected the soft light from the ceiling, and a cool breeze ruffled her hair—all simulated so perfectly that she could even smell the damp earth and grass.

Well, this was a space reserved for Celestial Emperors, the highest and most powerful beings in all of existence.

It would be strange if it were just a cramped room, like hers.

And even so, she knew she was lucky to have a room of her own.

Most disciples stayed in enormous dormitories, each housing up to ten thousand people, with personal space too small to even stretch out properly.

Mingzhu walked a few steps ahead of Qingyi, drawn to the lake, watching the beautiful spirit carp gliding just below the surface.

They were golden-eyed divine carp, one of the rarest varieties in existence.

Her sect wasn’t poor, even without a single Celestial Emperor among its members. Still, despite all its wealth, it possessed only two of these carp, which could be consumed to improve one’s constitution.

Of course, no one dared to eat them. They were kept primarily as a status symbol and for their ability to increase the density of Qi in an environment.

There, in that lake, ten of them swam peacefully.

"I heard that Tianjin himself carried out the artificial breeding of these," Qingyi remarked, sitting on the lakeshore and letting his legs dangle in the water.

He took a few small pellets of fish food from his spatial ring—the kind he kept to feed the spirit fish in their lake in the mind world.

Lingxi loved feeding them, so Qingyi always carried some with him.

He scattered the food on the water and watched with a smile as the carp darted toward it, their plump bodies creating small ripples and gentle splashes on the surface.

Mingzhu smiled too, her gaze growing a little distant. "I had a little pond with fish when I was little..."

She sat down next to Qingyi.

She pulled her dress up, revealing her slender legs down to her knees, right where her thick, shapely thighs began to hide beneath the fabric.

Her small, delicate feet sank into the cold water, and she exhaled slowly, relaxing her shoulders.

With her weight settling on the ground, the fabric of her dress sank between the two halves of her buttocks, outlining each one. They looked like two squishy bubbles, squeezed and spread wide against the rock.

Her neckline opened slightly with the movement, revealing a patch of pale skin from those large, full, perfect breasts.

Qingyi’s hands, naturally, didn’t stay still.

His arm slipped over Mingzhu’s shoulders, pulling her a little closer, and his fingers slid down her neckline until they found her nipples.

His hand sank beneath the fabric, resting right on top of those mounds. The top part alone was already more than his strong, large hand could cover, the flesh spilling between his fingers as he cupped them.

It was so soft. Every time he squeezed, the milky, creamy skin gave way beneath his fingers, silky and warm, so heavy that it seemed to want to slip from his palmp.

There was a slight dampness from sweat on her skin, which the artificial breeze in the room couldn’t completely dry, leaving a delightful contrast between the warmth of her breast and the cool air.

Mingzhu moaned softly, her hands reaching for Qingyi’s wrist and gripping it tightly, but without pushing him away.

"nghnn~~ Haven’t you marked your territory yet?" she asked, her voice coming out muffled in a moan.

"Yes... I want to mark it even more." He replied, his fingers closing a little tighter around the soft flesh, feeling the nipple stiffen and press back against his palm.

Those words drew a soft laugh from Mingzhu as she brushed a strand of hair from her lips, her cheeks turning pink.

"The sect is already prepared to relocate to the central region, but that should still take a few years... will you visit them?" Mingzhu asked, trying to sound casual even with her hand still locked around his wrist.

"Yes... when I arrive at the Cosmic Dawn Sect, I want to marry you. Then, we’ll return to the Celestial Orthodox Martial Alliance. I want to officially marry Yuehan, Qianyao, Huoyue, and Ruxue, and then throw a party to celebrate Lingxi’s first birthday."

Mingzhu blushed even more at how casually Qingyi declared he would marry her, but she couldn’t resist the idea. Nor did she want to resist it.

She had already accepted, on that day when she accompanied him to the Celestial Immortal Capital, that she would be his wife.

She already had great affection for Lingxi, and the little time she’d spent with Qingyi’s wives was enough for her to grow quite fond of them as well.

In the end, Qingyi was the best for her.

Her grandfather already knew that. She knew that. The leader of her sect already knew it, too.

With a sigh, Mingzhu leaned over Qingyi, resting her face against his chest and listening to the calm rhythm of his heartbeat.

Qingyi kept his grip on her right breast, massaging it gently, his fingers tracing its entire length beneath her clothing, gliding down the full, heavy curve below and back up again, the warm flesh shifting under his touch.

And so, for a moment, the two of them just sat there, watching the carp feed.