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Zhong Xiling embraced Qin He's head, using her honeyed lips to silence him. Her delicate, slippery tongue roughly pried open his lips, responding with a hot, wet kiss.

Her lips and tongue, unwilling to stop, and her white-stockinged legs tightly wrapped around Qin He's waist, all seemed to be a seductive woman silently saying, "Don't waste time talking, just fuck me hard."

"If you keep dawdling like this, I'll squeeze this thing of yours into a twisted dough stick."

Deeply immersed in Zhong Xiling's tenderness, Qin He moved his hips wildly, his penis penetrating deeper and deeper into her stocking-clad, alluring vagina with increasing force.

Once she regains her Dragon Source Battle Qi, Zhong Xiling will no longer be the submissive, easily manipulated woman she was just moments before.

If Zhong Xiling before was merely a vessel for Qin He's lustful desires, then now, having regained her strength and cultivation, she is a truly devastatingly ruthless woman who will kill any man she desires.

After nearly a hundred forceful thrusts, the fleshy stem had already rammed against the layers of tender buds and reached the depths of the honeyed path, wildly pounding against the delicate palace that was willingly sinking down.

During this time, Zhong Xiling unscrupulously used what could be described as wanton and vulgar bedroom techniques.

Her buttocks trembled and swayed incessantly, responding to Qin He's thrusts, and her fleshy buttocks, like dough on a cutting board, swayed wildly, creating a dazzling display.

The two plump, juicy labia majora were pulled into the vagina along with the penis. They became part of the vaginal flesh, subjected to the brutal crushing of the massive penis along with the folds of flesh.

At the top of the snow mound, the delicate flower bud, deeply embedded in the flesh, could not escape either, being ground back and forth by the rapidly thrusting penis into the alluring hole.

A large amount of vaginal fluid gradually filled the layers of tender flesh inside the vagina, which had been completely stretched open by Qin He, allowing the stimulation of the vagina from the thrusting and grinding of the penis to ease.

Zhong Xiling's fleshy folds, which had regained their strength, also began to get used to this familiar grinding stimulation.

The slight soreness and swelling from the previous night's consecutive orgasms gradually dissipated, transforming into a wonderfully stimulating sensation during direct intercourse.

The glossy white silk-clad buttocks, stained with honey-like fluid, wove a visually stimulating picture amidst the already intense pleasure of intercourse, adding immeasurable sensuality to their union.

In addition, because the tender bud between her legs was being frantically thrust and pulled by the penis, many sensitive spots at the entrance of her vagina were simultaneously filled and crushed by the penis, causing Zhong Xiling to become dazed from the rape.

Until her unbearable, tender orifice suddenly trembled under the thrusting of the penis, and streams of warm fluid gushed out between the torn white stockings.

Zhong Xiling then realized that... the flesh between her white-stockinged, lustful buttocks had reached orgasm so easily under Qin He's ministrations.

Accompanied by a high-pitched and melodious song from a mature and alluring woman, Qin He swung his thick and long penis, thrusting it deep into her plump and smooth honey hole.

The massive, fleshy crown pushed aside the tight, honeyed folds, striking the very center of the uterus with a sudden, powerful thrust. Ever since experiencing the extraordinary stimulation of uterine intercourse, Zhong Xiling had become completely unstoppable.

During these days, whenever she and Qin Xinru had time, they would sneak into Qin He's arms day and night to seek his love.

During the almost endless process of intercourse, Zhong Xiling would each use her own fleshy folds to suck and greedily welcome the penis into her flower palace.

The tender, soft flesh of the cervix had long been accustomed to the penetration of Qin He's thick, long penis.

With a single thrust, the stiff penis plunged deep into the depths of the erotic orifice, pushing half of the glans into the tender, tight entrance of the uterus.

The incredibly hot penis ground heavily against every inch of the tender flesh of the cervix, its glans and corona relentlessly pounding into the cervix. Every tender bud in the vaginal cavity felt like an anemone's tentacles violently slicing across the shaft.

Unlike when they first started making love today, Qin He no longer gently and tenderly tapped the tender flesh of Zhong Xiling's womb, but instead ground it heavily as if he wanted to completely flatten Zhong Xiling's lustful womb that was thirsting for essence.

The intense stimulation once again brought the incredibly sensitive, plump woman to her peak, causing her to ejaculate several streams of glistening nectar from her smooth, moist vulva.

Qin He's rapid, pile-driving thrusts repeatedly rammed his thick, long penis into the fox spirit's tender cervix.

He wanted to penetrate all the way through in one go, but was firmly gripped by the suddenly tight and seductive vagina that had contracted to its limit.

After being tested by Zhong Xiling's active and tight embrace, Qin He could only insert half of his glans into the tender cavity of her womb each time before he could not go any further.

"Hmm? How is it... Hah... Qin He, Aunt Zhong's uterus isn't so easy... to just put it all in for you?"

Qin He raised an eyebrow and said:

"Really? Then Aunt Zhong, you'd better help me squeeze it tight."

As he spoke, Qin He no longer held back. He simply grabbed Zhong Xiling's glossy white buttocks, which were covered in lustful honey, and frantically thrust into her.

Although she had experienced it countless times, making love with Qin He was just too stimulating. So much so that Zhong Xiling was almost completely overwhelmed by the intense, almost dazed, orgasm.

With Qin He's focused and intense thrusting, she lost the strength to control the contractions of her vaginal walls.

Each time the thick, fleshy stem was deeply inserted, it would tightly wrap around the entire penis like two hands, slowing down Qin He's thrusting motion.

Before the glans had fully penetrated the flower's core, a thick stream of semen gushed forth from the breathtakingly ripe and sensual orifice. The massive amount of semen surged past the delicate cervix, spraying heavily and back onto the inner walls of the womb.

The delicate flower palace, already trembling with continuous orgasms from the extreme pleasure of sex, felt as if its life-threatening key had been pressed the moment it came into contact with Qin He's hot, scalding penis.

The flesh beneath Zhong Xiling immediately began to spasm violently, swallowing the large, fleshy stem that was pressing against the entrance of her uterus, and the large amount of pent-up semen poured into her honey pot.

After a series of intense and terrifying orgasms, the beautiful body in Qin He's arms suddenly lost all reaction and fainted.

Two long, white-stockinged legs, glistening with love, softened and draped softly over Qin He's shoulders. Their smooth, supple flesh was taut.

Chapter 400 Explosion Rate Adjustment

A caravan headed north along a narrow path, heading towards Shallow Water City.

They hurried along the path near the jungle to their destination as fast as they could.

Sona Dragonslayer, a mercenary for this caravan. He is also a peak sixth-tier warrior, a "Dragonslayer Warrior" who has fought against dragons.

Dragon Slayers are beings who have their power connected to their bloodline through a special ritual.

Not only true dragons, but also beast dragons, flying dragons, fanged dragons... there are many kinds of creatures that the Dragon Slayer family can use for rituals.

To date, the Dragon Slayer Clan has never hunted a single Elder Dragon. Therefore, whether they can borrow the power of an Elder Dragon remains unknown.

In theory, however, as long as it is a dragon, the Dragon Slayer family can transfer its power to its members through a special Dragon Slayer ritual.

Of course, this acquired power cannot be repeatedly obtained. A member of the Dragon Slayer Clan can only acquire the bloodline power of one type of dragon through a ritual in their lifetime, which is equivalent to a low-level Dragon Source Battle Qi.

The man before me, Sona Dragonslayer, is a sixth-tier peak Dragonslayer warrior who has successfully undergone the Dragonslayer Ritual and acquired the power of the Thunderjaw Dragon.

Thunderjaw Dragon is a Thunder-type subspecies of Anjanathus. It mainly lives in cold, icy regions and can gather natural energy through its internal electric sacs to generate electricity.

Among the Brute Wyverns, the Thunderjaw Wyvern is a formidable mainstay. While the Anjanath, unable to fly, was easily defeated by the Red Rathalos, the Thunderjaw Wyvern was able to contend with even stronger monsters using its lightning energy.

Although their wisdom may not be sufficient, their strength is enough to make them a dominant force in a region, and they can even escape unscathed from encountering dragons of the same level.

Of course, monsters with a single attribute will face a significant disadvantage when facing true dragon species with immunity to certain levels of resistance.

Even before reaching the third tier, Flame Glaze and Blazing Lightning were able to slay a low-tier fifth-tier Anjanath. This was certainly due in part to their powerful ancestral bloodline, but their fire resistance also played a significant role.

Lightning excels primarily in destructive power, speed, and range, and its damage type is quite noble.

However, this Dragonslayer warrior would not fare well against blue dragons, bronze dragons, or similar creatures.

Sona ventured to the front of the group, not to admire the scenery, but to see the walls of Shallow Water City as soon as possible.

"Phew... How much longer until we reach our destination?" Sona asked impatiently.

"We'll be there soon, Ms. Sona. This place is teeming with terrifying monsters, and the terrain is quite difficult to traverse. Why don't you return to the carriage and rest for a while, while we scout ahead?"

The guards behind Sona all urged her to rest, putting on ingratiating smiles.

Turning around, Sona shouted angrily:

"When I asked you before, you told me 'it'll be soon,' and you still say 'it'll be soon'! Have you guys even given me a proper answer? Give me a concrete response!"

"Uh……"

The guard was speechless and could only straighten his mask. This Ms. Sona not only possessed the abilities of a Thunderjaw Dragon, but also looked just as good as one.

"It's really almost time. Once we get out of this jungle, we'll be able to reach Shallow Water City very soon."

“We’ve been in this jungle for quite some time now! When we first entered, you said there were scales of young dragons here. But what have you found? Not even a single dragon’s footprint.”

Sona said angrily, "What did you do last time the merchant caravan sent you?"

"Besides doing your job and bringing insignificant supplies, what else have you done?"

Seeing the other person retreat with a stiff smile, he finally felt a little better.

Ultimately, the wealth gap on the continent of Jotun is still too large. The area near the Valley of the Dead is a gathering place for countless mages and upper-class nobles.

In contrast, North Yorktown, located on a desolate border, remains somewhat impoverished and isolated.

Even under the rule of the Lich Queen, there were signs of unification and integration across the continent of Jotun, with new kingdoms emerging one after another.

Ultimately, even in a relatively affluent city like Shallow Water City, a magic array for multi-directional teleportation has not yet been constructed.

It should be noted that similar teleportation systems were already in place in the trading city-states of Trahir.

If it weren't for the message from a family member saying that a dragon that could be hunted had been discovered in Shallowwater City, Sona wouldn't have gone through the trouble of making another trip to the border.

As a member of the Dragon Slayer Clan stationed on the continent of Jotun, Sona has already reached the peak of the sixth rank at a young age.

Leaving aside some geniuses, she is a newcomer with considerable achievements. Based on her own strength, she has the potential to obtain a title on the continent of Jotun.

However... the actions of the Dragon Slaughter Clan in Shallow Water City are not up to her.

The winding path gradually became gentler, and they were emerging from the jungle and entering the canyon.

Of course, this canyon isn't some gnoll colony. It's a genuine area where adventurers can rest and camp.

On the side where the group approached, there were already many more camp tents and sleeping bags.

It was now noon, and the wandering adventurers were busy making fires and eating. Occasionally, ferocious beasts would dart out of the forest on either side, but they dared not attack, only glaring at the Dragon Slaughter caravan with malicious eyes.

The Dragon Slayer Clan's bloodline abilities are all obtained by hunting dragon-like creatures.

These dragon-slaying warriors are naturally hated by dragons and other magical beasts and monsters.

So, where is the dragon?

……

"It's done—! Your Highness Qin He?!"

Knowing that Qin He was going to give her the ancestral bloodline through a quest, Qin Lan was so excited that she was still jumping around. The pain of inscribing runes for the advanced Carved Skin Dragon was nothing compared to that.

She was like a kitten with its tail wagging, eager to rub against Qin He's leg.

With the most detailed advancement method and complete set of materials, and by inscribing runes in the most standardized way, Qin Lan completed the third-level advancement of the Carved Skin Dragon overnight.

Now, the benefits of the Carved Skin Dragon class are becoming apparent in Qin Lan. With the already powerful body of an Iron Dragon, her scales have become fuller and thicker under the enhancement of the rune scales, without compromising her appearance.

If she were to cultivate to the full level 12, even a seventh or eighth-level adult red dragon would have little chance of inflicting any damage on Qin Lan.

"Yeah, well done."

Qin He praised Qin Lan a few times, and then he and Zhuang Daihua studied the "potential enemies" on the task list outside Shallow Water City.

The goblin tribe has about five hundred people.

These guys are no rabble; they are a tribe consisting of ordinary short goblins, bear goblins, and big goblins.

Generally speaking, the characteristics of goblins make it difficult for them to establish a truly cohesive tribe.

—Because these things basically don't understand loyalty and responsibility, they're only suitable for developing some interesting gadgets.

Zhuang Daihua had a very bad impression of the ugly images and portrayals of those Japanese goblins.

True goblins and orcs don't openly express their base desires. Their cunning and greed are more evident in their pursuit of money and food.

Goblins are not some wild monsters that wield wooden clubs and crawl around. These little creatures possess intelligence equivalent to that of ordinary humans and adult white dragons.

But setting aside certain stereotypes, goblins are indeed not exactly good people.

From a young age, goblins rely solely on themselves, doing everything only for their own benefit, becoming ruthless and despicable in their struggle for survival. Due to their weakness, they must also maintain friendly relations with their fellow goblins in both battle and daily life.

The foolish mentality of selfishness makes it rare for goblins to pass on their experience and knowledge to the next generation without reservation.

However, this goblin tribe contains both large goblins and bear goblins. This requires Qin He to be even more careful.

For example, ordinary goblin tribes are rife with infighting. A highly intelligent adventurer can instigate a goblin tribe to fight amongst themselves with just a few words, causing it to collapse without a fight.

However, the presence of the goblins could jeopardize the plan. These human-sized goblin-like creatures are intelligent, organized, and disciplined.

Qin He even suspected that the true rulers of the goblin tribes were those great goblins. They were extremely skilled at forging and maintaining weapons and equipment, and their style of operation was similar to that of an army.

In addition, with the even larger bear goblins as "barbarian soldiers," the goblin tribe's fighting power should not be underestimated.

This goblin tribe sells some strange and unusual inventions to Shallowwater City and doesn't actively attack adventurers within the city. Even if Zhuang Daihua wanted to commission someone to deal with them, it would be difficult.

There's not much to say about the orc and troll tribes; the green-skinned orcs of this world come in quite a few varieties. Besides the mortal orcs, there's supposedly another type with a body structure resembling fungi.

However, these orcs are simple and honest, neither causing trouble nor fearing it. There is an old orc shaman in the tribe, whose strength is said to rival that of a green dragon.

Trolls are the most stupid of all. If the average intelligence of the troll species were at the level of ogres and orcs, it would be a disaster for humanity.

Eat, eat, eat; kill, kill, kill—that's trolls. Possessing incredible regenerative abilities and an insatiable appetite, these creatures, like deer-tyrannosaurus rex, devour everything in their path.

Of course, trolls are decent as a unit. But they're also easy to counter; fire and acid can suppress their regeneration abilities.

If all else fails, locking these ugly creatures up and starving them to death is also an option.

Each of the three tribes has around five hundred members, and none of them are particularly large.