"W-What does this vixen think she's doing to my Young Master?!" Feng Yuxiang exclaimed, her voice filled with envy as she watched this unfold from Yuan's Dantian.
The members of the Holy Dragon Clan stood frozen in place, eyes wide and jaws agape, as if the very ground had been pulled from beneath them. Some looked as though their souls had momentarily left their bodies, stunned beyond words by what they were witnessing.
After what felt like an eternity, Dragon Goddess Yeyou finally released Yuan and spoke, "This doesn't mean I have forgiven you, so don't think for a second that you're out of the hot water."
However, Yuan ignored her words and changed the topic, asking, "I didn't know your soul wasn't in one piece. Why didn't you mention this before?"
"Did you think a mere treasure could contain my soul as a whole? In order to survive, I had to split my soul into several pieces. I am fated to recover my soul, so there's no point mentioning it," she explained.
