Chapter 115: Honkai: Star Rail — The Xianzhou General Wouldn't Dream of a Yandere Chapter 112: Yao Guang: My Pregnancy Qi Is Good, I'

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

Yao Guang draped her fair legs over Xuan Ge's, her arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders, watching the direction the two had left in, her tone carrying a hint of teasing:

"Heh~ During the day you two fought to the death, no one could pull you apart, but now look, after a few drinks you've become sworn brothers, truly baffling."

"Outside the Shen Wu Xian Zhou, they can fight however they want, no one's stopping them. But within Shen Wu territory, Ren cannot let Dan Heng draw blood, that's the rule."

Ling Sha reached out to push aside the wine cup in front of Xuan Ge, picked up a glass of chilled Fruit Drink from the side, and handed it to him, her tone gentle, intending to help him sober up.

After all, Dan Heng is the Shen Wu Dragon Venerable, while Ren is the Master Craftsman of the Artisanship Commission; with their special identities, if blood were truly drawn, it would inevitably spark conflict between the Vidyadhara and the Artisanship Commission.

Jing Liu and Kafka both nodded slightly upon hearing this, expressing agreement.

The Vidyadhara already hold considerable power on the Shen Wu Xian Zhou, and although Ren came to atone for his sins, he controls the Artisanship Commission, his status pivotal.

From any perspective, them crossing blades is fine, but they absolutely cannot draw blood.

Xuan Ge had long since coordinated with the Shen Wu Corps and the Vidyadhara, tacitly permitting these two to get along in this love-hate way; as long as they don't cross the line, he won't interfere.

"Hey~ Why do you keep bringing up those two men?

Could it be you're planning to give up on the General and go pursue that little Azure Dragon Dan Heng, or that crazy Abundance man?"

Da Li Hua sat to the side, the corner of her mouth hooked in a provocative smile, rudely launching a group mockery, her tone full of smugness and disdain.

"Listen to me: Get out!"

Kafka had long since reached the end of her patience; Da Li Hua's repeated provocations had completely ignited her anger.

The moment her voice fell, Kafka directly unleashed Word Spirit Technique on Da Li Hua, her tone icy, carrying an irresistible authority.

Da Li Hua instantly felt an invisible force envelop her, her body uncontrollably wanting to prostrate on the ground, to perform the action of "scram" according to Kafka's command.

She was startled, decisive in the moment, immediately mobilizing the special pattern on her lower abdomen.

As long as the pattern lit up, she could borrow Xuan Ge's Hunt power.

The next second, the pattern on Da Li Hua's lower abdomen and the black flower behind Xuan Ge's ear lit up simultaneously.

A faint halo of light coiled around her body; borrowing Xuan Ge's Hunt power, she forcibly broke free of Kafka's Word Spirit Technique binding.

But before she could even mock Kafka, her lower abdomen suddenly surged with a violent burning heat, the force surging like a tide, causing her to instantly collapse limp on the ground, her whole body powerless.

"Hah~ hah~~ almost..... hehehe~~"

Da Li Hua panted heavily, her voice delicate and weak, lightly stroking her burning lower abdomen while revealing a weird yet satisfied smile.

Xuan Ge's Hunt power is too overbearing; she fundamentally cannot control it, cannot even slightly touch it.

The backlash from forcibly borrowing power just now nearly took her life.

..... But that near-death thrill made her incomparably addicted, her heart crazily reliving the taste just now, wishing to experience it again.

The women watched Da Li Hua in this state — clothes disheveled, face flushed, even crystalline traces at the corner of her mouth — and all silently glanced at Xuan Ge, their eyes holding a trace of understanding.

They all thought it was Xuan Ge who actively mobilized the power to punish Da Li Hua, after all, that pattern was left by Xuan Ge.

This kind of weird reaction, besides Xuan Ge, no one could achieve.

Xuan Ge sensed everyone's gazes, feeling like jumping into the Void wouldn't wash him clean, the corner of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

He really didn't!

He didn't mobilize the power, nor did he activate the pattern on Da Li Hua's lower abdomen!

Just now Da Li Hua privately connected to his power; he merely subconsciously channeled a tiny bit over, never expecting Da Li Hua to be as if filled to bursting, unable to bear it.

He knew clearly, at this time, any explanation would be a weak excuse, only making things worse.

He could only silently bear this "injustice", frozen in place with a helpless expression.

Even though Ling Sha disdained Da Li Hua's madness, at this moment she could not stand by and do nothing.

She helplessly rose, walked forward, reached out to support the limp Da Li Hua up, settled her in the seat, her tone still cold: "Behave yourself."

Seeing this little storm finally end, Yao Guang wasted no more time, directly reaching out to wrap her arms around Xuan Ge's neck, declaring possession as she spoke:

"I'm first. Kafka and Jing Liu, you two discuss among yourselves who gets second."

"Why?" Jing Liu's brows instantly furrowed, her crimson eyes full of hostility, staring dead at Yao Guang, her tone carrying a hint of unwillingness.

"On what grounds do you say you're first? In terms of identity, in terms of history with Xuan Ge, you can't compare to me."

Yao Guang calmly raised her eyes, her tone carrying a few parts determined confidence, saying lightly: "Based on my pregnancy Qi being good."

She knew clearly in her heart, in terms of first-come-first-served, in terms of Xuan Ge's favoritism, the first should have been Ling Sha.

But she has the Guan Zi Zai Eye, able to observe the future.

She had long since seen that Xuan Ge's first child is white-haired!

Although she doesn't know when that child will be born, whether it's Jing Liu's or hers, or even Xing Xiao's, she must fight for it!

Because Xuan Ge's fate is unpredictable; who knows, the first child might become someone else's.

This well-prepared opportunity tonight, she must fight to be first!

Jing Liu didn't understand Yao Guang's "pregnancy Qi", subconsciously interpreting it as "luck".

She scoffed, looking at Yao Guang with a face full of disdain, tone mocking:

"Luck? Ridiculous! Relying on a bit of luck, you want to order us around, you don't have that qualification yet."

Jing Liu paused, then the corner of her mouth hooked into a smug smile, looking at Xuan Ge, her tone carrying a few parts ambiguous teasing:

"In terms of time, in terms of who stayed by Xuan Ge's side first, I'm his Master. And Xuan Ge...."

She deliberately paused, her gaze provocatively sweeping over Yao Guang and Kafka, slowly saying:

"Back then, Xuan Ge wanted to be a Master-defying Reverse Disciple~"

Xuan Ge:..........

Xuan Ge looked at Jing Liu helplessly; seeing her waiting for his answer with eyes full of expectation, he could only resign himself to nodding.

What Jing Liu said was the truth; back when he was young, he had indeed liked Jing Liu.

Not only because of Jing Liu's city-toppling beauty, but more importantly, during the Yun Shang Five Xiao period, Jing Liu was older than him to begin with...

Her conduct and bearing naturally carried a mature older-sister gentleness and presence, deeply attracting the young him.

Xuan Ge also secretly mused that his own preference for older women might also be related to back then.

When Jing Liu disappeared and defected back then, he searched for her for a hundred years; that youthful liking gradually settled, and his preference slowly shifted from the "older sister" type into what it is now.

"Heh~ As expected of the Shen Wu Sword Chief, Jing Liu; I feel inferior by comparison."

Yao Guang laughed and applauded, her tone containing not the slightest jealousy, then slowly explained:

"However, what I spoke of is not luck, but pregnancy Qi."

This sentence instantly killed all disputes.

Kafka and Jing Liu's pupils simultaneously shrank slightly, their eyes narrowing tightly; their gazes toward Yao Guang carried a few parts wariness and gravity.

They both knew Yao Guang could observe the future; for her to be this confident and determined, it was absolutely not empty words, but a predetermined fact that would occur.

Ling Sha stood to the side, her palm subconsciously tightening tightly, fingertips turning white.

She was deeply provoked by Yao Guang's words.

The Ming clan cannot bear children; this is the deepest regret in her heart, and also a flaw she can never make up for.

But this provocation merely lasted an instant; Ling Sha quickly recovered her calm.

For her, having a child is naturally best.

But she is destined to be unable to have one, and she also absolutely refuses that her and Xuan Ge's child would be created through artificial interference.

The Shen Wu Corps' rules are thus; her heart's intent is likewise.

She loves Xuan Ge, loves his sense of responsibility, loves his gentleness, loves his every thought, loves his everything.

Whether or not there is a child has never been the standard by which she measures her love; being able to stay by his side, assist him, protect him, is enough.