Distracted, Leon heard Rossweise's encouragement.
He opened his eyes and looked at his wife beside him.
Her silver hair fluttered wildly in the flow of magical energy. With both hands, a slight frown, and full concentration, she controlled the intensity of the power.
The method of opening the first gate carried some risk. A slight mishap, though it wouldn't split their upper and lower bodies as they had joked earlier. Would still inevitably lead to injury.
Seeing Rossweise take it so seriously, Leon smiled in relief.
"Alright, I get it," He closed his eyes again, channeling his magic while sensing the path of his blood and qi circulation.
But this wasn't something that could be done perfectly with just a few words of encouragement.
Despite Leon's efforts, he only managed to guide a portion of his blood and qi toward his abdomen. Still not enough.
"How exactly can more blood and qi be gathered here...?"
Rossweise muttered to herself, "Blood and qi... blood and qi..."
Her peripheral vision caught sight of the dragon mark on Leon's chest, and suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind.
"Leon, I have a way to make more blood and qi flow downward."
"What—wait, 'downward'? What kind of 'downward'?", Leon's focus was slightly off.
Rossweise didn't explain further, only smiling as she said, "Bear with it. It'll be tough on you."
"Bear with what? Hey, dragoness, explain properly!"
As soon as he spoke, Leon felt a searing heat on his chest.
He looked down—it was the dragon mark.
The dragon mark glowed with a deep violet light.
Leon was shocked, "Hey, hey, hey! Dragoness, this isn't the time for this!"
"Have you forgotten, Leon? The dragon mark is the most wonderful aphrodisiac. It can make you restless in an instant. Your heartbeat quickens, your body temperature rises, and then... your blood and qi flow downward."
After a pause, Rossweise added, "Well, though it'll eventually gather in another place, you can intercept it while it's passing through your abdomen."
"You make it sound like robbing a train! Can you even 'intercept' it?"
"Do you have any other way to agitate your blood and qi? If not, then just obediently enjoy what the dragon mark is giving you."
Originally, General Leon using the dragon mark to store magic power was already an outrageous application.
Now, Rossweise was exploiting the dragon mark's ability to manipulate Leon's blood and qi circulation.
Tsk. The dragon mark was truly getting its worth on this pair of ridiculous spouses.
At this point, Leon really had no other effective way to mobilize his blood and qi.
Might as well give it a try.
As he felt the slowly rising flames of desire, he also controlled his magic to clash with Rossweise's power.
His body underwent subtle changes in this intense process.
Centered around Leon's abdomen, a continuous surge of energy gradually spread through his limbs and bones.
His skeleton, blood vessels, and meridians seemed to undergo a special kind of tempering.
As the energy surged, a faint white light seeped from beneath Leon's skin, mixed with traces of black impurities.
Rossweise remembered reading that these were the "impurities" within a cultivator's body. One of the benefits of opening the first gate was expelling these impurities, refining the cultivator's physique.
In other words, their method was working.
Refocusing, Rossweise could clearly feel the strength transmitted through her palms.
The firm muscles were like a beast on the verge of awakening—just touching them conveyed a sense of ferocious power.
Leon's and Rossweise's magic intertwined without any rejection.
Leon's eyes remained tightly shut, but in the darkness, a faint glimmer of light seemed to flicker.
That light grew brighter, as if impatient to burst through some barrier.
When the light completely filled his vision, Leon abruptly jolted awake, as if from a nightmare.
He sat up suddenly, bare-chested, breathing heavily.
After calming down slightly, he felt a warm, soft touch on his shoulder.
Leon slowly turned his head. It was Rossweise, her hand resting gently on his shoulder.
The queen's hair was disheveled, her face flushed, a smile on her lips, "We succeeded, Leon. The first gate is open."
Hearing this, Leon was overjoyed.
But amid his excitement, his first words were, "You're not hurt or anything, are you?"
Rossweise blinked, then raised an eyebrow, "So concerned about me? Well, then—ow, my hand hurts. Ow, my back hurts. Ow, my legs hurt. Everything hurts!"
Leon rolled his eyes, "Childish."
After a pause, he looked at Rossweise's face again.
'Red.'
'Huh?'
'Why is it red?'
Sure, they were happy about opening the first gate, but why was she blushing?
It wasn't until Rossweise's hand slid from his shoulder down to his waist that Leon suddenly understood.
"Holy—dragon mark!"
———
Rossweise had always firmly held the dominant position in everything—including her marital exchanges with Leon.
Of course, she longed to be conquered by Leon.
But that was merely a personal desire. Compared to the innate, centuries-old control ingrained in dragonkind, that desire had to take a backseat.
Tonight was no exception.
After successfully using the dragon mark to open Leon's first gate, the mark's reaction didn't fade.
The deep violet light shimmered on the couple's chests.
This was a light of corruption, of desire, of filth. Every time this light filled their vision, they couldn't help but feel overwhelming shame.
The only way to cover this light was to cling tightly to each other, trying to smother the obscene glow in their intimate warmth.
But it was never enough. The dragon mark's violet light escaped through the gaps, just like the affection and adoration they desperately tried to hide from each other.
Countless times, they had endured this heart-pounding shame—and countless times, they had let it run wild.
The only escape was to lose themselves in each other's closeness, fleeing from the relentless pursuit of embarrassment.
But as their kisses deepened, Rossweise sensed something unusual.
'This damn man feels... different. As if he has been renewed.'
Suddenly, he moved.
He tried to seize control.
Rossweise, of course, wouldn't allow it.
The dragon mark's resonance wasn't strong enough yet to inflate her desire to be dominated.
Right now, Rossweise was still the noble, aloof Dragon Queen. At all times, she had to be the one in control of Leon.
She pressed a hand against Leon's chest, pushing him back down.
Her eyes, seductive and playful, gleamed, "Stay still. Don't move."
She wasn't surprised by Leon's resistance. During their usual homework sessions, he would also try to fight for dominance.
But Rossweise controlled the dragon mark. Even if Leon Casmodeous's heart was as unshakable as a boulder, he couldn't withstand the mark's influence. He could only submit to her whims.
So, every time the damn man resisted, it was more of a game to Rossweise.
Sure enough, after her first warning, Leon still tried to resist.
Rossweise smirked and immediately intensified the dragon mark's activation.
The light grew brighter, illuminating the queen's triumphant smile.
But the next moment, a sudden force on her shoulders froze her in place.
In disbelief, Leon lunged like a leopard, pinning Rossweise's shoulders and flipping their positions in one swift motion.
Rossweise lay against the pillow, staring wide-eyed at the man above her. Her silver eyes swirled with complex emotions—shock, panic, but also joy and anticipation.
Her man... had resisted the dragon mark's influence?
Thump—thump—thump—
Rossweise gazed at his handsome, stern face, her heartbeat accelerating.
'Perfect.'
'This kind of man—perfect.'
Breaking free from the dragon mark's control, defying everything to dominate her, making her struggle and beg under his rough, powerful hands.
The queen's long, elegant eyes curved into crescents, silver light spilling from them.
"Rossweise," Leon called her name, his voice low and cold.
He lifted her neck, bringing her ear to his lips.
"Later... don't you dare die on me."
Rossweise wrapped her arms around his muscular frame, listening to his threat.
Under normal circumstances, she would've retorted immediately. But now, she just wanted to quietly savor the fear and pressure Leon gave her.
To her, it was the most beautiful love confession in the world.
And as it turned out, Leon's threat wasn't empty.
Rossweise's earlier intuition was correct—Leon had undergone a transformation.
Was it because of the first gate's opening?
Hmph. An accidental boost to their marital life.
At the back of her skull, it felt like a bomb was hidden.
The fuse was the beauty's slender spine, stretching all the way down to the soft dip of her waist.
Under that man's deadly warning, the flames of desire traveled along the spinal fuse straight to her brain—detonating the bomb.
In an instant.
Her mind buzzed, her vision spun.
In just a few milliseconds, Rossweise soared to heaven—then plummeted straight into hell.
It took a full ten seconds for her scattered silver pupils to refocus. Her senses and bodily awareness slowly returned.
She blinked, dazedly staring at the ceiling, feeling the lingering heat in her body.
"It's like... a dream."
Before she could hear her partner's response, his fingers gently tilted her chin, and soft lips met hers.
A light kiss—the perfect punctuation to this wonderful journey. Or maybe just a comma.
After all, who knew if they'd be doing homework again later?
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