Chapter 797: Shen Xian’s Unfamiliar Thrill
"You’re full of bravado, aren’t you? What exactly is your identity?" Shen Xian’s gaze sharpened, a playful smile dancing on his lips as he briefly diverted his attention back to Xiong Zi Ying, granting Shenlian Yingyue a much-needed moment to breathe.
"Identity is trivial; what truly matters is my knack for causing chaos. Care to test me?" Xiong Zi Ying cocked his head, an alluring smile spreading across his face as his fingers continued their gentle torment on Shen Xian’s neck.
Though their interaction resembled a dance between lovers, there was a hidden potency in Xiong Zi Ying’s touch that invoked an unexpected consequence, Shen Xian felt warm blood trickling from the scratch on his neck.
Shen Xian’s pupils dilated in surprise. He had been wounded! Centuries had passed since anyone had managed to draw blood from him—be they creators, gods, demigods, dragons, phoenixes, immortals, or even the vilest of foes. The pain had faded into forgotten memories until now, as he grappled with the sharp, tingling sensation on his skin.
It caused him pain, and yet an unfamiliar thrill coursed through his veins. In a universe teeming with life, there was only one being he dared to consider an equal, and today he had encountered another potential rival. How could he not feel elated?
Life had grown tedious at the apex of his power, respected and feared by all, and he was weary of the predictable outcomes of every confrontation.
Thus, he sought something to fill the gnawing emptiness within him, a remedy for the monotony that plagued his existence. Though he found solace in the companionship of Tai Hua Lei, he craved something more elusive.
He couldn’t quite define what it was that he longed for, but he had stumbled upon Shenlian Yingyue, who provided amusement with her peculiar reasoning and antics. Now, here stood Xiong Zi Ying, awakening an exhilarating sensation he hadn’t anticipated. With eagerness, he gripped Xiong Zi Ying’s shoulders, his fingers digging into the firm flesh, drawing blood.
Xiong Zi Ying, on the other hand, wrestled with his own conflicting emotions. He understood the formidable nature of Shen Xian’s powers, yet what he felt now transcended anything he had encountered before.