Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Bai Shishi now wore a stunning golden dress that radiated both luxury and purity. The dress clung to her curves, accentuating them perfectly. While she was already a peerless beauty, in this dress, she seemed even more divine, like a goddess descending from the heavens.

Bai Shishi’s face was red, looking somewhat bashful, apprehensive, and excited. When she saw Long Chen’s amazed expression, she was delighted. There was an indescribable joy in being admired by the one you loved.

“How does it look?” asked Bai Shishi, despite clearly knowing the answer.

“Beautiful. It’s a perfect fit for you,” praised Long Chen.

Bai Shishi’s beauty was already breathtaking, but in this dress, she seemed to transcend mortal limits.

“Wan-er made it,” said Bai Shishi.

Long Chen’s jaw dropped. He turned to Tang Wan-er in disbelief. The craftsmanship of this dress was incredibly intricate—just how much time and effort had she put into it?

Tang Wan-er only winked at him, and a wave of emotion surged through Long Chen. He wanted to pull her into a tight embrace and pour out his gratitude. She had grown—grown in ways even he hadn’t expected.

This was Tang Wan-er’s way of extending goodwill to Bai Shishi, a gesture of reconciliation for their previous misunderstandings.

Bai Shishi was extremely moved by this. She had been anxious about meeting the rest of Long Chen’s women. She had only gotten close to Yu Qingxuan before they were forced to part ways, and now she faced the daunting task of being accepted by the others. The thought had haunted her, making her worry that she might be rejected.

The usually proud and strong Bai Shishi had shed tears in private. She realized that love wasn’t only about sweetness—it came with its own pain and struggles.

Now, Tang Wan-er’s gesture melted that anxiety, filling Bai Shishi’s heart with warmth. For a moment, she felt the urge to cry again—but this time, out of relief and gratitude.

“It’s a bit much, isn’t it?” muttered Xia Chen, unable to watch the three of them acting so lovey-dovey.

Hearing this, Bai Shishi turned even redder. But Tang Wan-er suddenly turned to Xia Chen and said, “Don’t think I don’t know what’s going on between you and one of my sisters.”

“There’s such a thing? Who is it?” asked Long Chen, excited by this discovery.

Had the cold-hearted Xia Chen encountered the second coming of spring?

“Cough, big sister Wan-er, I have to say, this dress really is beautiful. It’s very well made. It’s simply… indescribable,” Xia Chen stammered, hastily changing the subject, his face turning red.

Gu Yang and Song Mingyuan burst into laughter at his awkwardness.

Seeing them laughing so happily, Tang Wan-er’s smirk widened. “Gu Yang, Mingyuan, should I talk about the two of you—”

“Boss, I think we should discuss our battle strategy! I’ll go plan something right now!” Gu Yang blurted out before darting away.

Song Mingyuan quickly followed suit, and Xia Chen also found an excuse to escape. Even Bai Xiaole, mumbled something about stabilizing his cultivation before vanishing.

In an instant, only Long Chen, Bai Shishi, and Tang Wan-er remained.

Long Chen didn’t hesitate—he pulled both women into a tight embrace. Bai Shishi and Tang Wan-er let out startled cries, their faces burning as they instinctively buried them in his shoulders, closing their eyes.

Feeling their warmth, hearing their heartbeats, Long Chen finally felt at ease. He had always been deeply grateful to Tang Wan-er and all the women by his side. Each one of them was an unparalleled beauty, yet they had chosen a man who couldn’t promise them a stable future. And still, they were willing to give him their everything.

Such love… even if he crushed his bones to dust trying, he would never be able to repay it.

Bai Shishi and Tang Wan-er had been shy at first, but as they felt Long Chen’s heartbeat, they relaxed. Slowly, they wrapped their arms around him in return. Ŕ𝘈ɴ∅𝔟Èŝ

They knew that their journey was treacherous, filled with countless dangers. Each of them was like a candle flickering in the wind.

But what was there to fear as long as their hearts beat as one? Life and death, joy and sorrow—they would face them together. As long as they had him, it was all worth it.

…

Suddenly, the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest met powerful resistance. Countless figures emerged ahead, and pillars of divine light barred its path, slowing it down.

However, these figures didn’t launch any killing blows, as they didn’t know the origins of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest. Those attacks were just to slow it down, making it change direction. It was also a test for the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest.

The romantic atmosphere directly vanished, and Long Chen had to let go of his two women.

A shout rang out from ahead.

“Friends of the dragon race, are you looking down on the Shadow Stone Spirit race by flying over our heads?”

Only then did Long Chen realize what these beings were—colossal stone giants, each towering over ten meters tall. Their bodies were filled with dark runes that pulsed with sinister energy, blending into their dark stone-like skin.

Until they moved, they had been nearly invisible against the ground. Now that they had risen, it became clear—they covered the entire land, an unbroken sea of massive figures.

“This territory belongs to the Shadow Stone Spirit race. They must have traveled far to reach this place,” Long Chen murmured. “They know a great battle is coming, so they’ve stationed themselves here to adjust and recover beforehand.”

The Ten Thousand Dragon Nest had merely been flying on its course, but these creatures viewed it as a provocation that demanded a response.

“What is the origin of the Shadow Stone Spirit race?” asked Tang Wan-er.

“They belong to the Spirit race, but they’re considered evil spirits,” Long Chen explained. “Their defenses are exceptional, and their endurance makes them extremely difficult to kill. But their most terrifying trait is their hunger for bloodlines. They devour the essence of other lifeforms to strengthen themselves. Even among the Evil Spirit race, they are notorious.”

Hearing this, Tang Wan-er’s expression darkened.

Long Chen gave a simple order. “Keep moving.”

If it had been another race, he might have considered taking a detour. But for such vile creatures, he saw no need to show courtesy.

“Courting death!”

The Shadow Stone Spirit experts roared in fury at the blatant disregard. Their dark runes flared to life, and they braced for battle.

“I’ll handle them,” Bai Shishi declared, golden light surging around her.

But before Long Chen could respond, Li Qi’s voice rang out from the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest.

“Leave them to me!”

In the blink of an eye, Li Qi appeared outside. The moment the Shadow Stone Spirits saw him, their expressions changed.