Worthless Romance

Far beneath the Sovereign's Palace, the legendary Divine Beasts gathered in a room large enough to contain the Dragon flying above.

Desolate, damp, and decrepit yet esoteric calligraphy covered every inch of the walls, reaching even the ceilings.

The room itself is one big seal, its purpose to contain the humongous boulder in the center where the Dragon Sovereign hovered around with excitement.

The other Divine Beasts were in awe, their king wasn't even born yet and still his primal presence already made them submit. There are Spirits and the more powerful Divine, but this aura emitted by the rock. The Four Beasts knew he will be kin, but he will be a league entirely on his own, their champion that no human shall ever match.

All four Beasts gulped as they knelt right next to each other. Had it not been for the seal, this rock's presence would descend the entire Wodan into disarray, inviting humans to foil his Majesty's birth. Similar to how the nuisance from the Heavenly Court had been sent to snoop around. Confident at the inevitable, Qinglong's draconic jaws smiled. Try as she might, that troublesome Ice Dragon will never discern their secret.

"Jiawei, how fares your task at keeping the human away from this place?" Qinglong questioned.

Of course, Jiawei cannot disclose the fact that she and Zhen just had a falling out earlier. No matter, she will simply approach that troublesome woman later.

"Zhen is under my surveillance. The chances of her stumbling upon this place while she is in my watch are nil."

"Good, good. Act friendly if needs be, it will make her demise at our hands even more cruel."

Zhuque interrupted, "Oh, I do not think Jiawei would need to fake that. There are reports that the two of you would rendevous deep in the forest every night."

"My advise for you, Zhuque, is to hold your tongue. Never will I consider a human as a friend."

"Never as a friend?" Zhuque's lips curled into a teasing smile, almost mocking even. "Then how about as a lover?"

The speed of a true sword saint paired with her lightning, Jiawei drew her sword before even all the other Divine Beasts could react. Her immaculate speed, only Zhen could match. And Jiawei hated the human for it.

A clean and cauterizing cut from Jiawei's lightning blade, Zhuque's head rolled onto the floor. Such was the blood price the Phoenix had to pay for offending the Qilin.

As Jiawei sheathed her wodao, shrill laughter rung and echoed in the entire room. The beheaded beauty called for her body to come pick her up.

"Did I struck a nerve, Jiawei?"

A Phoenix's immortality far differed than the ordinary cultivator's. The flames of these legendary birds burned for an eternity, flames time and grave injuries would never snuff out.

"Zhuque, enough." The Dragon stepped in. "Now is not the time to bicker amongst ourselves."

With that, Zhuque returned to her spot next to Jiawei, Kneeling once more.

"I trust that you remember what's at stake here, Jiawei."

"Yes, my sovereign." The ascension of the beasts rests upon the shoulders of them 5. No matter how much her heart yearned for this Ice Dragon, it simply cannot be.

"Good. Now prepare, let us soon offer a grand clash that would rouse our King so he can finally be born. This so called 'Ice Empress' shall be the perfect offering."

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Romance. How laughable. Jiawei had no time for such trivialities since her fate is already forfeit. The only reason that her feet is taking her to Zhen's room was to check up and make sure that the human is not up to her old tricks again. Mainly, stopping her before Zhen could sneak out for the evening.

Zhen did say that she wanted to spar with Jiawei no more but she would have an easier time handling a snake most venomous than trust the words of human.

Although Jiawei's heart races at the thought of meeting Zhen, she bottled up this emotion deep inside. An emotion that would she would never allow to surface as long as she is one of the Four legendary beasts. A bottle forever adrift in the lonely ocean.

As Jiawei got closer to the door of Zhen and Daji's room, she needed not to open it to witness the obscenity being performed within.

Jiawei's sixth sense, as clear as eyesight but devoid of color. And yet this absence subtracted nothing from the vividness of the passion that Daji and Zhen exhibited.

(By the the Sovereign, where is she sticking that!?)

Gasping, Jiawei froze. She could not fathom how two graceful ladies can be this...vulgar. The slender Zhen entwined body to body, skin to skin with the Divine Beast.

(W-what is Daji doing with her tail!?)

The Qilin's heart now beating louder than a ward drum, as if trying to match the obscene rhythm of the two lovers going at it.

Suddenly, Jiawei detected this transfer of energy from them both. They are dual cultivating!

And just when the Qilin thought the surprises were done, Jiawei witnessed Daji bare her chest towards Zhen, presenting a small portal into her soul core.

(I-is Daji exposing her soul core this human!? What kind of absurdity is this!?)

The moment Zhen plunged her entire arm into Daji's chest, Jiawei almost sprung into action had it not been for the fact that Daji enjoyed every second of her soul core getting fondled, moaning while beaming with delight.

Moments later, Zhen retracted her hand, leaving Daji as a whimpering mess. Disheveled but still breathing as her soul core remained unharvested.

Why!? That was the perfect opportunity to posses a Divine Beast's soul core, enslaving the almighty fox to do Zhen's every bidding!?

The confusion of it all mixed with her desire. A desire to touch, and be touched by another woman. And her mind is already set on who.

Jiawei's fists clenched. She refused to entertain such thought, and will refuse her feelings for Zhen. Even after bearing witness to Zhen's sexual prowess.