Chapter 307: Praise Me

Slap!

A crisp sound echoed in the quiet room, accompanied by a girl’s barely suppressed gasp.

Where the palm had struck, snowy waves rippled. A faint red mark bloomed on the pale skin, like a plum blossom fallen on snow.

Jiang Huai shook his hand, the sensation still lingering in his palm.

He asked in a low voice:

“Your Dragon Race is too strange. Does this really make you happy?”

Bai Lu breathed lightly, lying on the bed, her cheek resting on her own hand.

She gently swayed her dragon tail toward Jiang Huai.

That snow-white, elegant tail now swayed like a puppy seeking affection, its tip slightly curled, tracing soft arcs in the air.

She did not answer.

Instead, she turned around and crawled to Jiang Huai’s side.

Her movements were slow and reverent. She lifted her head, gazing up at the husband she had chosen. Those usually cool, moon-like blue eyes now shimmered with watery light, filled with unreserved submission.

Jiang Huai reached out and gently stroked her warm, cool dragon horn.

The horn felt smooth and warm to the touch, with a faint coolness, like touching fine mutton-fat jade.

As his fingertips traced it, he could feel the unique, subtle patterns on its surface.

Bai Lu’s delicate body trembled slightly.

She obediently lay by his leg, raising her usually cool and moon-like beautiful face. She gently nuzzled his palm with her cheek, then kissed the palm that had just “rewarded” her.

The kiss was soft and reverent.

The lofty White Dragon Clan Leader, who commanded respect outside, was now here, prostrating before her own husband, thanking Jiang Huai in her own way.

She no longer needed to answer anything with words; her posture and gaze said it all.

“Hit me, husband.”

Bai Lu nuzzled Jiang Huai’s palm with her cheek, looking up and whispering softly.

Though her voice was still clear and cool, it carried longing and pleading:

“Please, do it hard…”

Before she could finish, a violent tremor suddenly rang out nearby, urgent and sharp, shattering the intimate atmosphere of the room.

Bai Lu instinctively stood up.

She sighed, a sigh filled with helplessness, displeasure at being interrupted, and a trace of disappointment she couldn’t quite conceal in time.

She turned, picked up the communication jade from beside the bed, took a deep breath, suppressing the impatience and irritation in her tone:

“What is it? Didn’t I say all clan matters are to be handled by the Saintess?”

A hurried report came from the other end of the jade.

As Bai Lu listened, her expression clearly shifted to one of astonishment.

The impatience in her heart was replaced by confusion and bewilderment.

Listening as the person on the other side explained the situation, her brows gradually furrowed.

She beckoned to Jiang Huai, signaling him to come to her side.

Jiang Huai didn’t understand what was happening, unsure what major event had occurred.

He walked to the bedside and stood beside Bai Lu.

Bai Lu gently bit her lip, placing her tail into Jiang Huai’s hand.

That tail obediently fell into his palm, the warm, smooth sensation returning once more.

She then lay back down on the bed, her own tail disappearing, leaving only her pert bottom gently swaying.

She spoke into the jade, her voice regaining the composure of a clan leader:

“Continue. Were there any casualties? Any traces of Extraterrestrial Demons… Mmm.”

She let out a soft gasp, her calf trembling.

The tail behind her went limp, falling to the side of her leg.

“And then?”

Bai Lu used her spiritual power to maneuver the tail that was not her own, rolling over on the bed.

She wrapped her legs around Jiang Huai’s waist, pulling him over and pressing him down on top of her.

Jiang Huai’s body leaned forward uncontrollably, collapsing onto Bai Lu’s soft, delicate form.

That body was soft, warm, and carried a faint, clear fragrance.

His waist was tightly encircled by a pair of slender, pale legs, unable to move.

“I understand. I’ll bring people over in a while. Be careful.”

With that, Bai Lu cut off the communication jade.

She carefully checked if the jade was truly deactivated, her fingertips rubbing over it to confirm.

Once certain, she tossed the jade aside and let out a deep sigh.

“What happened?” Jiang Huai asked, lying on top of Bai Lu.

Bai Lu sighed, her voice carrying a hint of discomfort, her brows slightly furrowed:

“Something happened, within the Northern Plains.”

She paused, lifting her gaze to look at Jiang Huai:

“Do you remember those small secret realms you went to before?”

Jiang Huai was taken aback.

His growth path was different from most prodigies.

Other prodigies basically fought their way through secret realms, obtaining immortal materials or cultivation techniques.

These secret realms were fragments of small worlds that shattered in the past, occasionally opening within the Five Provinces.

As for him, it seemed that since he began cultivating, he had only entered a secret realm once during the Foundation Establishment period, and was even discovered by Extraterrestrial Demons and pulled into the small world where Tang Zhaoxue was.

“What about them? Are those secret realms still opening?” Jiang Huai asked.

Bai Lu nodded, her expression grave:

“Yes. A secret realm has opened, within the territory of the Northern Plains.”

She explained slowly: “These secret realms are originally fragments of small worlds destroyed by Extraterrestrial Demons in the past, so they inherently contain Extraterrestrial Demons. But it’s unknown whether these realms are now connected to the demons outside.”

She paused, her voice lower:

“Now it has actually appeared within the Northern Plains. I don’t know if Extraterrestrial Demons might break through and invade from there.”

Currently, across the Five Provinces Continent, the areas outside the Northern Plains were, needless to say, a landscape of devastation.

The erosion speed of the Extraterrestrial Demons was extremely fast, and the pressure on the defensive lines was immense.

“If they use the secret realm to break in…” Jiang Huai said halfway, not finishing the sentence.

Bai Lu sighed, a look of worry appearing on her cool, beautiful face:

“That’s what worries me. We need to send people in to investigate.”

She looked at Jiang Huai, her gaze complex:

“You also know that secret realms have cultivation restrictions. Someone at my Great Ascension Stage can’t enter, and those too weak, like Golden Core Stage cultivators, can’t either…”

Jiang Huai propped himself up, looking down at Bai Lu lying flat on the bed, her dark hair spread out:

“I think I’m the most suitable. Why not send me with a team?”

He paused: “I can bring Senior Ji Xi. Then, even if we encounter strong enemies within the secret realm, we’ll have the power to fight.”

Hearing the name “Ji Xi,” Bai Lu was startled.

A strange look surged in her eyes. She reached out and touched Jiang Huai’s face:

“You already know her name? Who told you?”

Her gaze softened, filled with worry:

“I can’t bear to let you go. I’m afraid it will be like last time, putting you in danger, leaving you in that state.” Since last time, when she saw Jiang Huai on the verge of death, Bai Lu’s usual reserve in private seemed to have been completely shattered, no longer existing.

Only outside did she maintain the nobility and restraint befitting the White Dragon Clan Leader.

She advised softly:

“Don’t be in a hurry to go. Let me ask Chiyun first, and we’ll decide based on the circumstances.”

If they truly needed to resolve the Extraterrestrial Demons within the secret realm, then Jiang Huai would undoubtedly be the best candidate.

His own cultivation met the requirements, and he could also unleash power beyond the Great Ascension Stage.

“Alright.” Jiang Huai nodded.

Bai Lu stared at Jiang Huai’s face for a while.

Then, her tone carried a hint of complaint:

“Why aren’t you praising me?”

“What?” Jiang Huai was stunned.

Bai Lu used her spiritual power, gently wrapping her new tail around Jiang Huai’s waist.

At the same time, she tightened her legs, forcing the two of them to be almost intimately close, chest to chest, breath mingling with breath.

She looked up at him. Those blue eyes held expectation, a hint of coquettishness, and a desire for affirmation:

“The tail. I was so obedient. Why aren’t you praising me?”

Her voice softened, carrying a girlish, coquettish tone:

“You have to praise me for being good, understand?”

She hoped Jiang Huai would praise her in these private matters.

No matter what they did, she should be praised afterward.

Only then did she feel her desire to be dominated could reach its peak.

To be dominated. To be bullied. To be needed.

Jiang Huai stroked her dragon horn again, his fingertips gently caressing the warm, smooth surface.

“Very good.”

Bai Lu’s eyes curved into crescents.

White Dragon Palace.

By the dragon throne, a small figure stood there—Jianjia.

She stood with her hands on her hips, her little face tilted up, looking at Bai Tan, who was handling various official documents on the dragon throne.

“When will my father and mother come out?”

Bai Tan rubbed her head in distress, looking at the little demon pill standing with hands on hips, and said helplessly:

“How would I know when the Clan Leader and Young Lord Jiang will come out? They might not come out tonight.”

She sighed, trying to placate:

“Your parents have matters to attend to. It’ll be a bit later.”

Bai Tan inwardly grumbled, ‘Just wait. Who knows, they might just give you a little sister.’

Jianjia stepped forward and shook Bai Tan’s tail, her little face serious, her tone solemn as she demanded:

“I can’t get through that door. You go to the back and call them out.”

“They forgot about me.”

Bai Tan’s hand froze.

Even with her cool temperament, she couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

She pointed at herself:

“You mean, have me go call the Clan Leader out now?”

Bai Tan emphasized her words:

“Me?”

Jianjia nodded solemnly at Bai Tan.

Her little face was earnest, her tone sincere, her big eyes full of trust:

“Yes. You go call them.”

“Otherwise, I’ll tell my mother you bullied me.”