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Chapter 695: Sparks and Expulsion

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A black walnut door inlaid with brass patterns, a Persian handwoven carpet interwoven with deep blue and gold.

An antique liquor cabinet in the corner, a black piano-lacquered desk, a high-backed chair wrapped in deep red crocodile leather.

A manager’s office blending classical luxury with minimalist style.

Gray-white skin like frost coating bone.

Bone Dragon Meghan.

Meghan, fully transformed into human form, curled a graceful smile and leaned against the edge of the desk.

Her narrow vertical pupils glowed with cold, dark gold, staring at Luo De with intense aggression.

Luo De raised an eyebrow, his gaze casually drifting up and down her body.

As the double walnut doors slammed shut with a boom, the office was left entirely to the two locked in gaze.

And Tally, clinging to Luo De’s arm, squeezing her thighs together, squirming, eyes glowing pink.

“You’ve become even more beautiful, Lady Meghan.”

She still possessed an otherworldly beauty that choked the breath from one’s lungs.

But compared to their first meeting in the Fear Field, her features now resembled exquisitely carved bone art.

Beneath her high nose bridge, her pale purple lips always curled with a dangerous arc.

As for her figure, there was no need to mention it.

A dark red velvet gown clung tightly to her body, its high slit revealing the pale, jade-like line of her thighs.

Full, soft curves strained against the low neckline; beneath her impossibly slender waist, her hips flared dramatically into long, shapely legs.

“Long time no see, still as smooth-tongued as ever.”

Meghan laughed lightly, spun around abruptly—her backless cut revealing the faint outline of her spinal vertebrae.

She took a bottle of fine wine and two goblets with diamond-patterned etchings from the liquor cabinet.

“I never expected it—back then, that clueless little thing in the Fear Field has now reached this level? Did you know? The moment you stepped onto Jadeite City’s central avenue, someone reported your whereabouts.”

“I suspected as much. I’ve been in the papers often enough. But you, Lady Meghan—I recall cosmic beings cannot adapt to spirituality.”

Cosmic beings are inherently unable to adapt to spirituality.

If forcibly forced in, the least consequence is total bodily dissolution, like the Curse Dragon Naulin.

Naulin was lucky—she happened to fuse with the labyrinth, preserving both her spiritual and soul forms; otherwise, death would have been certain.

“Still, I owe you thanks for the coordinates and the essence—you kept me going for a long while.”

Meghan poured the wine, then bent forward to sit elegantly on the sofa.

Her jade leg stretched out, the high slit exposing a vast expanse of flesh.

“You needn’t be so wary of me. I was human once—only due to special circumstances was I forced to become a cosmic being.”

“I’ve never heard of a human becoming a cosmic being.”

“That’s thanks to my Qiyue sister Naulin. Without her, I’d be dead long ago. This is your succubus—everything in that essence jar was her saliva. Took me ages to purify it.”

She found Tally’s frantic thigh-rubbing amusing.

“She’s in heat. You two can just go at it right here—I don’t mind watching.”

Luo De scanned the room, confirming no other detection spells were active.

He picked up Tally without ceremony and sat on the sofa, unfastened his belt, and unveiled the Great Dragon.

Tally hastily lifted her skirt, slammed her hips down hard, and let out a delighted, ecstatic scream.

“.”

Meghan froze, her purple-lipsticked mouth opening in shock.

I was just joking—you actually did it?

“Luo De, you really haven’t changed a bit… hehehe—”

Luo De shoved away the head relentlessly kissing his face.

“To be honest, two people warned me to watch out for you—but you know, I’m a man of principle. You helped me, so I never avoided you. Tell me plainly—what do you want in the Reality Dimension?”

“Master master master master”

Pachi pachi—

“To become a god, of course, Luo De. Who these days doesn’t want to ascend like that Magic Goddess?”

“Seeking divine sparks in other dimensions—there are far too few chances to ascend in the Reality Dimension.”

“It’s not as easy as you think. Many beings beyond the boundaries of other dimensions have already awakened. Though they haven’t yet gained consciousness, their instincts have begun seizing vast territories. The Reality Dimension is actually easier.”

“So? What’s your method?”

Meghan sipped the wine, leaving a purple lip print.

She felt that someone’s gaze had grown increasingly invasive, constantly sliding over her body.

Grit grrr—

“Don’t dirty my sofa—it’s genuine leather. Divine sparks are, after all, primordial cosmic forces accidentally released when a plane or labyrinth is born or destroyed—and they aren’t exclusive to planets.”

“I’ve found an ancient secret technique: when a being or plane reaches a certain age and accumulates enough power, its death or collapse may produce a divine spark.”

“So?”

“Brother, tell me Naulin’s location. The divine spark—I’ll count you in.”

The moment she finished speaking.

The atmosphere plummeted to freezing.

Wine trembled in the glass; the office echoed only with Tally’s pounding and muffled cries.

The two stared coldly at each other across the rapidly writhing Tally.

Long silence.

Tally let out a long, shuddering moan, her back and waist stiffening.

After intense trembling, she collapsed, limp, onto Luo De’s chest—no, onto the sofa.

The man beneath vanished in an instant.

Simultaneously, Meghan on the opposite sofa vanished too.

Ping!!

Outside the spherical force field, a longsword, its hilt slowly wrapped in black-gold liquid metal, slammed into it.

The crystal chandelier exploded violently; a massive sword scar had already crushed the entire ceiling of mirrored black steel.

Fine cracks appeared where the blade met the force field.

They widened rapidly, spreading at lightning speed across the entire field.

Meghan’s eyes widened in shock.

With a rip, the black-gold sword pierced into the red padded wall beside her ear.

He held back.

Amidst the rain of shattered crystal chandelier fragments,

a scorching male scent and the long-absent aroma of essence surged toward her—the dripping abundance of essence power made Meghan’s expression change again.

Instinctively, a massive bone claw leapt from the shadows, screeching against the man’s body, sparking violently.

The fierce sparks ignited like flint, bursting into pitch-black flames across Luo De’s body.

“Your essence… why is it so…”

“Show your true form. This human shape isn’t enough for me.”

No matter how skilled a being is at shapeshifting, its true form always unleashes its full power.

The black flames clinging to him like a parasitic curse refused to die out.

Luo De didn’t care—he grinned wildly, ash from his burned clothes scattering across the floor.

One foot planted on the sofa’s high back, he looked down at Meghan with supreme arrogance.

Meghan’s eyes flickered toward the Great Dragon, then snapped back in fury: “Put your pants on!”

“No.”

“Then get out. Do you think I need your help?”

Magic flared; a ritual rapidly formed beneath Luo De and Tally’s feet.

Hum—

The environment rushed backward; their feet lost contact with the ground.

When they landed again, the scenery had expanded—now a completely different landscape, the air fresher.

Towering city walls, galloping carriages, long queues of people waiting to enter.

—At the edge of a secluded forest outside Jadeite City.

“A spell of expulsion?”

Luo De casually pulled up his pants.

He didn’t bother putting on clothes—the black claw marks and flames still boiled upward on his skin.

Tally trembled to her feet, her skirt falling to cover the view stretching to her thighs.

Her eyes uncertain: “Why did you suddenly start fighting?”

“Didn’t you hear us talking?”

“No, Tally was fully absorbed tasting Master—how could she care about that bony dragon?”

“You damn thing—”

“Just kidding~~ By the way, Master, don’t you have that Thousand-Throated Am’s sand ball? You’ve got a ready-made deity in hand—why not negotiate with that bone dragon about stealing its divine spark?”

(End of chapter)

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