Humans devour, and the proverb "living off a woman is eternal" holds true.

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Whether it was the privilege brought by email or certain qualities of his own, at this moment, the last bit of her haughty reserve seemed to vanish with her stagger.

The faint whispers and lingering glances that had been in the small hall before all ignited at this moment.

Needless to say.

The hand that was supporting her arm did not withdraw; instead, it slightly tightened its fingers and used an undeniable force to straighten her up.

Almost simultaneously, another hand slid down and landed on her lower back.

Through the dress fabric, which appeared to be as thin as a cicada's wing but was actually as tough as the hide of a strange beast, one could clearly feel her suddenly taut waistline, and even sense the slight tremor that arose from her momentary helplessness.

That action wasn't just helping; it completely pushed the distance between them to the brink of danger.

They were so close they could exchange body heat and hear the drumming sounds emanating from each other's chests.

“Canxin…”

Lin Hao's voice deepened, like a low-pitched resonance, each word striking her taut nerves with a heavy thud, "You just said...any of my needs?"

King Canxin's body froze completely, a thin blush rising on his exposed skin, especially his small ears, which were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

She was forced to look up at Lin Hao's face, which was so close to hers and had sharp, defined features. Her usual elegance and composure were completely gone, leaving only a panicked look of someone being pushed to the edge of a cliff.

She gently bit her lower lip, pressing her full lips until they turned white.

Finally, almost imperceptibly, with just a slight movement of the tip of the chin, or perhaps only with the rise and fall of breath, a nasal sound escaped, distorted, blurred, and sticky by the energy field of the rare treasure:

"Um……"

The response squeezed out from deep in her throat was thick and wet, less like a confirmation and more like a short sob as if a critical point had been crossed.

distance?

That thing no longer exists.

Lin Hao's arms tightened suddenly, like scorching hot iron hoops, squeezing her tightly against his chest.

It's impossible to tell who initiated it...

The second floor is frighteningly empty.

The energy, heavy and compressed, clung stickily to the skin.

The serene tranquility that once belonged to the Temple of Treasures was now shattered by a primal, blood-stained heat.

The chill emanating from those rare treasures that could freeze time and space felt like a mere scratch, only making the sweltering heat rising from this corner seem more real and intense.

Lin Hao's mind was very clear.

At this moment, I have only one thought—

It turns out that the spine of a Samsung powerhouse is so resilient. The skin and flesh in the hollow of the lower back, when stretched and trembling through a thin, tattered cloth, feels so incredibly appealing to touch.

Her body temperature was alarmingly high, and she was breathing heavily, her throat constricted by broken gasps.

He now only wanted to devour it whole, to thoroughly "understand" this living "mystery" with his fingertips and teeth, leaving no stone unturned.

Heavy breathing.

How long has passed?

The concept of time has long been broken.

Until that icy, cone-like voice, without warning, resounded deep within his mind:

[New bond coordinates successfully established...]

……

Some time had passed since Lin Hao entered the second floor.

Xin Yao picked up a special life feather and played with it, saying casually, "Has it been half an hour already? Does it take this long to look at a few items?"

The dissatisfaction in his tone was impossible to hide.

Longyu did not answer immediately. She picked up a cup of fragrant tea made of condensed energy, gently blew on it, and wisps of white steam blurred her features.

After a moment, she slowly said, "...Then what can you do?"

"Queen Canxin is at the peak of the King-level realm, nearly invincible, and her understanding of the laws is primarily based on water and space. I would be surprised if she weren't our sister..."

"That's all,"

Xin Yao waved her hand, as if to dispel her displeasure. "Out of sight, out of mind. There are quite a few good things on the first floor of Yu Bao Tang. Let's take a good look and hopefully make someone go bankrupt."

Even so, she and the others still glanced at the now-silent light screen from time to time, whether out of curiosity or unease.

……

Even after the cold simulator notification faded away, a strange sense of "resonance" lingered in Lin Hao's mind.

It was as if the intense "exchange" with King Canxin had opened a channel, allowing him to resonate with the rare treasures on the second floor of Yubaotang that had been silent for hundreds of millions of years.

Countless genetic knowledge systems previously instilled by the simulator came to life, and inspiration exploded.

He suddenly woke up with a start; it was that "Origin of All Transformations"!

It was inside a crystal pillar nearby, and the speed of its shape change seemed to accelerate slightly. The chaotic light inside flowed, as if an eye had briefly "opened" and scanned the center of this small energy storm.

This unusual surge of emotion suddenly cooled Lin Hao's boiling blood, instantly suppressing the embers of lust, and for the first time, the big head triumphed over the small head.

Almost instinctively, he gently pushed the disheveled and dazed Prince Canxin away half a step from his arms.

The sudden emptiness and the momentary anomaly in the energy fluctuations jolted King Canxin awake from his dazed state.

The cold reality intertwined with the burning passion of her previous indulgence, causing a deeper blush to erupt on her face, which then turned pale with shame, anger, and astonishment.

She staggered to her feet, her chest heaving, and looked at Lin Hao with a complex expression that defied description—shame and anger, embarrassment, a hint of panic, and even dissatisfaction at being abruptly interrupted, but deep down there was more of a sense of horror and... awe.

The atmosphere on the second floor instantly dropped from scorching heat to freezing cold.

The sudden fluctuations disappeared, and a deathly silence returned, as if everything that had just happened was nothing but an illusion.

Only the brainstorming in Lin Hao's mind had not yet stopped, and the rapid heartbeats and breathing of the two people still echoed in the space, telling of their completely different states of mind.

Lin Hao's gaze swept across King Canxin's face, finally settling on the "Myriad Transformations Origin Embryo".

He offered no explanation for why his desire had abruptly stopped.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Hao's voice returned to calm: "That 'Myriad Transformations Origin Embryo'... its specific information, all records, especially the records about its connection with life and morphological changes. And..."

He pointed to several other treasures that were sweeping across the room, "and detailed information about these items, I need it now."

King Canxin felt a tightness in his chest, a stark contrast between the dreamlike sensation he had just experienced and the cold, commanding tone he was now receiving.

She wanted to say something, to question, to salvage some dignity...

But when she met Lin Hao's eyes, which were now filled with nothing but pure "desire for knowledge," her aura instantly crumbled.

Her privileged status, along with the lingering effects of the brief storm, made her realize that at this moment, only obedience mattered.

"……OK."

She squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, her voice hoarse. She quickly straightened her slightly disheveled clothes and her scattered breath, then covered her face again with the mask that belonged to the deputy hall master. However, the eyes beneath the mask still held lingering turmoil and a trace of humiliation.

"The information will be sent to you via encrypted channel shortly. The physical item..."

She paused, "If you need more in-depth research..."

"Don't rush to get the physical product."

Lin Hao interrupted her, finally shifting his gaze from the rare treasures. "I'll apply for a replica of the virtual universe later. Keep in touch, Canxin."

The word "Canxin" carried away some of the previous ambiguity.

Then, without giving it another glance, he turned and headed straight for the teleportation array on the second floor, his figure flashing and disappearing in the light.

King Canxin stood alone on the empty second floor, the air still seeming to retain the fervent atmosphere of the previous battle.

She bit her lower lip until she tasted a hint of blood.

What was that all about? Her value... is she just a conduit for information?

An unprecedented sense of frustration welled up inside me.

The light screen flickered, and Lin Hao's figure appeared at the stairwell.

Just like when he went up, he remained calm, even more so than before.

But Xin Yao could keenly sense something different.

"Finished reading? So fast?"

Xin Yao put down the feather in her hand, deliberately dragged out her voice, and looked at Lin Hao suspiciously, trying to find any clues.

She felt it should have taken longer.

Lin Hao simply gave a faint "hmm," seemingly not paying any attention to the matter at all, his eyes deep, as if he was still pondering something.

This distraction was completely different from the previous calm.

He didn't offer any comforting or explanation as he usually did.

"Let's go."

He said directly, his gaze sweeping over everyone, "There's nothing here that I urgently need for the time being."

Longyu put down her teacup, looked at Lin Hao's state and the lingering coldness, and her heart stirred slightly.

She didn't ask anything, she just nodded obediently: "Okay."

The group left Yu Baotang with their own thoughts.

No one mentioned again what had happened to Prince Canxin or the second floor.

……

Since leaving Hongmeng City, Lin Hao has been in a state of research for three thousand years.

The Lord of Chaos City and the founder of the Giant Axe were overjoyed. The only ones who were saddened were probably Lin Hao's sisters.

Xin Yao even went directly to question King Canxin, but still couldn't get an answer as to why Lin Hao's personality had changed so drastically after he came out of the second floor of Yu Baotang.

Fortunately, it's understandable. Whether it's cultivation or research, entering this focused state when inspiration strikes is not a bad thing.

So they all calmed down and devoted themselves to cultivation.

The only ones who might be truly anxious are the foreign races.