"Wait a moment. It'll be over soon." Tianming took out many golden ninelives fruits in the room. They were densely packed with middlekin astrons and great for healing. He crushed them and put them directly on Zi Zhen's essence, which opened up to let in the golden fluid.
"More... I need much more..." she hoarsely mumbled.
"Oh.... Sure, there's a lot of them to spare." Tianming panicked a little, since people around him seldom got so badly hurt. No doubt, being reduced to essence form was a painful process. He took out an endless number of ninelives fruits, which Zi Zhen slurped away nonstop. He could see that her cosmic god essence began turning purple and red, as if it was scalding hot.
"Ooooooh...." Without warning, she let out a long moan, making Tianming's blood boil.
He felt his body reacting, but kept a stern mouth and said, "What's going on?"
"I don't know! It's weird... but it should be fine. More fruit." Her voice shook from the shock of recalling the moan she had loosed. She thought it was due to her injuries. Eventually, when she consumed enough fruits, her cosmic god essence finally relaxed and reformed into a petite beauty in Tianming's arms. Her injuries had healed and her purple hair and eyes sparkled with enchanting starlight. There was even a flush in her skin. However, she seemed even hotter than when she had been in essence form!
"It's fine now!" Tianming breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Zi Zhen held his arm tight, eyes radiating intense and burning passion as she looked at him. Her thighs squirmed as she tried to resist it. She glared at him and said, "I'm not fine!"
"What's going on?" Tianming couldn't see anything physically wrong with her. Could she be trying to throw their relationship out of the window just because of this incident?
Even though Zi Zhen wasn't that seductive, she bit her lip and growled like a beast in heat as she said, "I want to devour you!" She roughly pushed Tianming onto the ground.
"Oh?" Tianming wanted to laugh. So, you’ve fallen to my charms after all? He looked at her closely. She seemed pletely drunk, but devilishly tempting. Her petite, yet smoking-hot body was all too alluring. "Then e at me!"
When she heard that, Zi Zhen couldn't take it any longer. She growled in an unsightly fashion as she transformed, expanding beyond a thousand meters and being covered in purple spikes and scales! Her hair turned into sharp spikes that threatened to pierce everything and her face turned bestial as her fangs emerged. Most crucially, seven of her ninehall eyes were open, and they were flaming red. The aura of flames enveloped her entire body. All seven of them glared at Tianming as her tongue poked out to lick her lips in anticipation.
"Eh?" Tianming felt chills down his spine. Staring at her like a fool, he said, "What... what are you doing?" She wasn't joking, was she? Why did she transform and open her ninehall eyes? What was even more terrifying was that she actually seemed to mean that she wanted to literally devour him!
She roared and pounced on him, her spiked hair pinning themselves to the ground to prevent him from moving. She pressed her powerful arms against him. Many of her spikes even pierced his knees. Her breathy growls and uncontrolled impulses seemed to suggest that she was truly in heat.
"Mom, save me!" Tianming cried. Never would he have dreamed that his first time doing the deed as a cosmic god would end up like this. Like a tiny chick looking pitifully at its predator, he couldn't move in the slightest. His hair stood on end as chills surged through his entire body.
Zi Zhen's spiked tongue slurped across his face and tore off a layer of skin.
"What in the—" He was getting mad. For the first time in forever, he felt like crying! This was karma! Fortunately, there was no way the organ in which his imperial order resided could remain stiff, yet that only seemed to piss Zi Zhen off; what kind of man was he?!
Right as she was about to open her eighth hall eye, Tianming's savior finally arrived. A dead fish eye appeared in the middle of his chest and emitted a beam of light, drawing out trails of red mist that the eye then consumed in its entirety. In an instant, Zi Zhen's flaming-red fiend body turned back to its usual color. Her violent behavior immediately ceased and her ninehall eyes dimmed.
"Ugh...." She gradually reverted to the form of a petite girl and blankly stared at Tianming. His clothes had been pletely ripped off, and she’d pinned him to the ground. He stared back, that terrifying image still fresh in his mind.
"Umm... what's going on..." she asked, burying her head in her arms.
"No idea, it happened all too suddenly..." Tianming blankly said.
"Oh.... Then let's put it behind us!" Zi Zhen crawled up, her face red, but not violently like before. Instead, it was a blush of embarrassment.
"Wait a second." Tianming held her arms tight and asked, "You knew everything, right? Don't pretend that you don't remember anything!"
"Nonsense. Let me go! Otherwise, I'll transform!" She panicked and angrily glared at him. However, her entire body shook and she softened. "What’d you use to attack me...?"
Tianming decided he would have to vent his earlier humiliation. "Nonsense! The Grand-Orient Sword has been unsheathed. En garde!"
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