Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

"Hehe, Uncle must not be satisfied~" An Qiu'er's voice was filled with obvious joy, the happiness of the plan being implemented smoothly, and the anticipation that her idea might be realized. She wrapped her jade arms around An Zhen's body, her two slender legs were wrapped around An Zhen's thighs, her two jade feet in white socks had curled toes, and her two fair hands were clearly aiming to touch An Zhen's chest.

An Zhen:......

Something about that sounds a bit off.

Anzhen's gaze fell on the girls who were fast asleep in the soundproof barrier.

As An Qiu'er finished speaking, An Zhen understood the strange things she had noticed that night. No wonder Zi Ji hadn't even lasted half as long as usual before begging for mercy.

“I’m not some pervert,” An Zhen said seriously.

But he wasn't a eunuch either.

An Zhen reached out and pressed her fingertips against the soles of An Qiu'er's white-socked feet, gently caressing them. The exquisite silk fabric gave An Zhen a delicate and wonderful tactile experience as she played with those jade feet through the white socks.

"Well."

An Qiu'er pursed her lips.

The strange stimulation from her jade feet kept assaulting An Qiu'er's brain.

An Zhen, who disregarded martial ethics, used extraordinary power.

The interplay of cold and heat, combined with the caress of the fingertips, greatly enhances the stimulating sensation.

"Mmm~" A soft sound full of girlish allure rang out. An Qiu'er resisted, still showing no intention of loosening her arms and legs. An Qiu'er tightly hugged An Zhen's delicate body, which trembled slightly.

The energy generated by friction is increasing.

Until a certain emotion crossed a critical point, the girl's cherry lips were forced open, her beautiful body released Anzhen, and her white-stockinged feet broke free from Anzhen's grasp, "Hahaha...it tickles..."

The laughter and chatter lasted for two breaths.

"Scam!"

"That's so unfair!"

"My uncle is bullying me!"

Falling onto the bed, An Qiu'er sat in a "duck sit" position, her proud arrogance shining through. Her beautiful face was tilted back, and the valiant Valkyrie looked as if she had suffered a great injustice, appearing pitiful after being bullied.

"What's wrong now?" An Zhen bent down and gently stroked An Qiu'er's head with a doting expression.

"You bullied me," An Qiu'er accused, her voice filled with grievance.

"Evidence?" An Zhen smiled and gently tapped An Qiu'er's fair forehead.

An Qiu'er placed her hands on her lower abdomen, gently rubbing her belly, and said earnestly, "These past few days, Uncle has been asking Qiu'er to help him, but he hasn't considered Qiu'er's needs at all."

"Didn't Qiu'er have a lot of fun?" An Zhen said with a smile. "At that time, she was even more engrossed in it than Zi Ji."

Anzhen wouldn't just think about enjoying herself; she naturally wanted to make her girl happy too.

“Hmm.” An Qiu’er was taken aback.

It's not that I'm shy; isn't it normal for spouses to be this intimate?

But it was exposed so quickly.

"Qiu'er doesn't care." An Qiu'er pouted.

A hungry dragon pounces on its prey.

A figure lunged at An Zhen, who then collapsed to the ground.

Her long, golden hair, flowing like a waterfall and carrying the scent of a young girl, cascaded down onto An Zhen. An Qiu'er supported herself with her hands, like a tiger pouncing on its prey, her golden eyes filled with anticipation for the "feast" to come.

The girl and the boy were very close.

An Zhen looked at An Qiu'er.

This is the girl he named.

Very beautiful.

The allure of youth, the charm of a young girl, and the heroic bearing of a martial god.

As a favorite of fate, she possesses a unique and noble beauty.

As the inheritor of gold, she symbolizes the beauty of conquering power.

After their previous passionate encounter, An Qiu'er was now dressed in a school swimsuit. The pure white cotton fabric revealed her slender and supple waist, stretching it out and barely concealing her rounded and beautiful hips. The pure white and her alluring charm created a captivating contrast.

Anzhen's desires were stirring.

Originally, I was celebrating tonight and had let go of a lot of my worries, so I was more excited than usual. But then there was the fact that Long took leave and Long was slacking off.

“Desire cannot control my thoughts,” Anzhen said.

"Hmm." A look of sadness instantly appeared on An Qiu'er's face, and her voice was slightly choked with sobs. "Uncle, don't you like Qiu'er?"

“Of course I like it,” An Zhen said without hesitation.

Although she knew he was faking it, An Zhenzhen couldn't stand it at all and surrendered instantly.

"Then why not bully Qiu'er the same way you bullied Sister Na'er?" An Qiu'er pressed down on An Zhen.

“Uh…” An Zhen remained silent.

Is the relationship not going well?
When we first met, we could say that, but now, although every day is just an ordinary routine, we've spent so many days together, and feelings have grown over time. Besides, we both have a high level of affection for each other.

That's fine.

Anzhen prefers the gradual development of feelings over time.

Those kinds of life-or-death situations, where emotions are elevated.

It would be too dangerous to put it on myself.

It's about feelings.

It doesn't matter what others think; as long as the two people feel they get along well, that's enough. This kind of thing can't be defined.

Does it really require a trip to that disgusting Qiankun Wenqing Valley next to Mingdu? The so-called love there is nothing but the self-deception of some god-king, imposing his will on others.

What about other reasons?
I guess they're usually well-fed.

In the past few months, there hasn't been anything that required me to overexert myself. With so many beautiful girls around me, and two more in the virtual world, it's enough to satisfy my inner needs.

Then I gradually got used to it.

Seriously, isn't he a little too obsessed with this kind of thing?
Anzhen recalled a certain afternoon when she felt strangely excited holding hands with Xiaomeng Hongchen. Indeed, only children make choices; adults greedily declare they want it all, and their appetites only grow ever larger.

Anzhen savored the beautiful moment before her.

Really fragrant.

"Qiu'er is right." An Zhen hugged An Qiu'er's soft and slender waist, and the two embraced tightly.

"Uncle agreed?" An Qiu'er exclaimed in surprise.

"Such an alluring Qiu'er, I can't resist her." As she spoke, An Zhen's hands began to move restlessly with practiced ease.

"Wait...wait a minute!" An Qiu'er suddenly said.

An Zhen:?
An Qiu'er quickly got up, and the blonde girl sat up, her beautiful face full of a happy smile. Her jade feet in white socks stepped on the bed sheet. An Qiu'er went to the other side of the bed and reached out to push Zi Ji, who had already fallen asleep.

Waking from her sleep, the aloof Zi Ji saw the smile on An Qiu'er's face and already knew the outcome. The Hell Dragon King smiled slightly.

"Hehe." An Qiu'er moved closer to An Zhen, hugged An Zhen's arm with both hands, and said in a coquettish tone, "Qiu'er promised Sister Ziji that she would make up for it, and she will give it to her again."

As Zi Ji retrieved her bodysuit from her storage device, a seductive blush appeared on the cool, purple-haired beauty's face. The novel, wonderful, and exciting feeling was fantastic for the Hellish Dragon King, who had long since reached maturity.

An Zhen:......

What kind of strange currency unit is this?

"How dare you!" *Slap*

An Zhen's hand landed on An Qiu'er's buttocks.

"Scheming" against him?

They need to be taught a good lesson!
Let them know how "serious" the consequences of doing so are.

……

Autumn is passionate and unrestrained.

Murasaki is the allure and contrast of a cool and aloof older sister.

An Qiu'er was quite the opposite.

Full of youthful vigor.

Like a vibrant youth.

Pure white stockings and alluring black stockings are somewhat inappropriate for young girls. A young girl's youth, as vibrant as the blazing sun, needs no embellishment.

Anzhen had a busy night.

Early morning hours.

An Qiu'er, who had recovered her strength with the life-giving gold of the Star Dou Great Forest, stretched and showed some signs of fatigue. After playing around and releasing all her energy, she finally rested and fell asleep contentedly.

breakfast time.

Under Ye Guyi's strange gaze, Gu Yuena pulled An Zhen, who was still gnawing on roasted meat, into the house.

"Begin," said Gu Yuena, who had tied her long hair into a single ponytail.

"How was that last time?" An Zhen gently stroked Gu Yuena's cheek. Although Gu Yuena's complexion didn't seem to have changed, the girl seemed to be in a much better mood than usual, with a faint happiness in her eyes.

“Very good,” Gu Yuena said.

The difference in the life force between the divine realm and the mortal realm is immense. The most crucial difference lies in "quality." While both possess life force capable of elevating a person to godhood, the life force from Douluo Continent is far less effective at healing that wound than the one from the divine realm. After all, it was left by a God-King using a super artifact. If she had been allowed to slowly recover on Douluo Continent to achieve the same effect, it would probably have taken around a hundred years.

"That's good." An Zhen reached out and brought her finger to Gu Yuena's lips. "Today's portion."

Gu Yuena pouted, somewhat dissatisfied, "Use the same method as before."

“Or,” Gu Yuena lightly touched her rosy lips with her index finger, a hint of tenderness appearing in her purple dragon eyes, “the kind you do at night is also fine.”

Gu Yuena lifted the silver reverse scale hanging around her neck and placed close to her body. "I modified it last night. Now this can help me refine life force to recover from my injuries."

"So?" An Zhen felt that Miss Silver Dragon seemed to want to "break her vows".

"I'd like to ask for leave this morning." Gu Yuena reached out and lifted her skirt, wrapped her arms around An Zhen's neck, and sat in her lover's lap.

after a while.

virtual reality.

An is truly experiencing the changes in the virtual world.

The life force is absorbed by the virtual world.

Then, through the virtual world and Anzhen, it was transmitted to Gu Yuena.

in this process.

The virtual world itself also needs to absorb things.

To ensure both Anzhen's growth and Gu Yuena's healing, Anzhen placed the bracelet directly into the "stomach" of the virtual world. Life was continuously released from it, some of which she absorbed herself, and some was transferred to Gu Yuena. At the same time, Anzhen noticed something different.

Anzhen reached out, as if touching something in the void, or as if meditating and feeling herself.

"The virtual world seems to be more active."

Anzhen said softly.

To be precise, "seems" should be removed.

His soul seemed to be leaping with joy.

Anzhen's gaze fell on the pile of energy ore that resembled a mountain.

The outermost layer of Nether Sea ore is being transformed into energy at a visible speed, being devoured and becoming nourishment for the growth of the virtual world.

"It's more than twice as fast," An Zhen quickly assessed.

It was devoured by the power of the living gold from the divine realm.

The virtual world did not stop consuming those energy ores; on the contrary, it did so even faster, as if it had been injected with some kind of stimulant.

Based on her own situation, An Zhen made a roughly reasonable conjecture: "The higher level of energy has accelerated the qualitative improvement of the virtual world, requiring more energy to fill itself and meet the needs of a certain stage of growth, much like the impact of the industrial and development revolution on a country."

It's a good thing anyway.

With a stable foundation, who would complain about their rapid growth?

……

A beautiful day has passed.

Nighttime has arrived.

After asking Anzhen a few questions about cultivation, Ye Guyi left early. The angelic girl probably knew that something was about to happen that she couldn't get involved in.

"Hehe." An Qiu'er suddenly threw herself into An Zhen's arms.

"Qiu'er, would you like to go first today?" A clear voice rang out.

Her smooth, long blue hair was still damp with water. Huo Yutong, who had just finished bathing, was drying herself with a towel. The girl was wearing a white nightgown, and her petite figure exuded a gentle and virtuous wife and motherly aura.

An Qiu'er smiled slightly, puffing out her chest with a hint of pride, "If I'm the first one, Auntie, you'll have to wait a long time."

"Oh?" Huo Yutong looked An Qiu'er up and down.

The blue-haired cutie instantly understood An Qiu'er's meaning, and Huo Yutong smiled slightly, "Congratulations."

Over the course of several months, the girls got along quite well.

Moreover, because of the Ice Dragon King's identity, An Qiu'er already had a high regard for Huo Yutong. Since An Qiu'er and Zi Ji weren't dragons like Di Tian who had met the Ice Dragon King, Huo Yutong only needed to occasionally show the demeanor of an elder, and avoid mentioning divine-level knowledge or the history of the dragon race, so they could interact in a completely normal way.

During this process, An Qiu'er revealed her feelings for An Zhen to her Ice Dragon King aunt more than once.

“However,” Huo Yutong looked at the people in the room, “should we divide the group into two groups and have them come in rotation each day?”

We'll take them one at a time. Originally, there were many people and time was tight, but now with An Qiu'er "breaking her inhibitions," it might disrupt our normal daytime activities. Enjoying happiness is one thing, but the main goal now is personal growth.

Anzhen gently shook her head.

"Then I'll show you my true strength a little."

Witness the power of the world!

Many people?

Let's do it together.

Let's start with 1.5x speed to get used to it.

……

It's another beautiful day.

While other boys and girls their age were meditating at night and studying and cultivating diligently during the day, An Zhen, who had woken up naturally, stretched and got dressed with the help of the beautiful dragon maid Zi Ji. He then held An Qiu'er and ate a delicious meal.

“Master.” Seeing that An Zhen had finished eating, Zi Ji said, “Twenty minutes before you woke up, Meng Hongchen said that the Hongchen Hall Master had made some breakthroughs and asked you to go there at noon.”

(End of this chapter)