Beneath the abyss, it looked serene, but a soul-devouring darkness lurked within.
Ji Qingwu looked closer and discovered she was growing above the Xuanlong's bedchamber.
The Xuanlong was submerged, and with a casual swish of its tail, it churned the water into a chaotic, upward surge.
Even Ji Qingwu's disc-like lotus leaves, floating above, could not escape. They filled with water from the pool, nearly collapsing under the weight.
...
Once the water's surface finally calmed, Ji Qingwu suddenly recalled something. It was said that dragons were libidinous by nature.
This Xuanlong had even touched her with whiskers slick with its saliva...
'How despicable.'
'One day, when I've recovered my strength, I will have my revenge!'
*
「As night fell.」
The warm glow of the lamps in Zhaoyang Hall illuminated the vast, tranquil space, making it as bright as day.
When Ji Qingwu awoke again, a bone-deep soreness still lingered throughout her body.
