Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 313 The Douluo in the Secret Chamber is Forced to Take His Virginity, Qian Xunji Loses His Virginity

I don’t know how long it took.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was awakened by a bone-chilling cold.

He struggled to open his eyes, and what came into view was a gray sky, with a few withered yellow leaves swirling past him.

He tried to move his fingers, but found that he couldn't even sense the most basic soul power. It felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body.

"This...what's going on..."

He muttered to himself in a hoarse voice.

"Qingluan!" He leaned against the tree trunk to his feet, staggering to Qingluan Douluo's side. "How are you?"

The usually elegant and refined priest was now in a sorry state, his magnificent blue robe covered in mud and withered leaves, and his handsome face was covered with small wounds.

Qingluan Douluo was shaken awake and struggled to sit up. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically. "My martial soul... I can't sense it anymore!"

The two looked at each other and saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

As honorary elders of the Spirit Hall, they had never been so vulnerable in their lives.

I'm afraid any Soul Master these days could kill them as easily as crushing an ant.

Where is Prince Xunji?

Suddenly remembering something, the golden crocodile looked around anxiously.

Before they lost consciousness, they clearly saw that Qian Xunji had also been knocked into this area.

Qingluan struggled to her feet, but her legs felt as heavy as lead.

He leaned against the tree trunk to catch his breath, sighed softly, and said, "Let's split up and search. He's injured; we can't let anything happen to him..."

An hour passed quickly.

Without the support of their soul power, the two elders were just like ordinary people, trudging through the forest, searching for Qian Xunji with great difficulty.

Finally, as Golden Crocodile Douluo parted a clump of bushes, he suddenly heard a faint groan.

His heart skipped a beat, and he followed the sound.

They found Chihiro, barely alive, by a dried-up streambed.

The once majestic Pope of the Spirit Hall was now deathly pale, his long golden hair disheveled and plastered to his sweat-dampened forehead.

Golden Crocodile Douluo quickly stepped forward and gently helped Qian Xunji up.

"Water... water..."

Qian Xunji's lips were cracked and peeling, his eyes were closed, and he was breathing rapidly.

Golden Crocodile Douluo quickly and carefully checked his injuries.

However, they discovered that his body temperature was alarmingly high, clearly caused by a recurrence of an old injury.

The worst part is that they can't find a healing-type Soul Master, and since this place is far from the town, there aren't even any ordinary doctors.

"did you find it?"

At this moment, the voice of the Azure Phoenix Douluo came from afar.

"it's here!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo responded loudly, "Your Highness is in a bad situation and we need to find a place to settle down quickly!"

The two immediately joined forces to carry Qian Xunji on their backs, struggling forward into the deepening twilight.

Qian Xunji's body temperature was unusually high, and the two dared not pause for even a moment.

Qingluan Douluo walked ahead to explore the way, occasionally stumbling over tree roots.

After an unknown amount of time, Qingluan Douluo's gaze suddenly stopped.

There seems to be a house up ahead!

He suddenly pointed to the distance and shouted.

It was a dilapidated thatched hut, half of the roof had collapsed, and the walls were covered with vines.

As the group approached, a musty smell hit them, causing them to cough.

Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned as he looked around the room.

The damp ground was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the corners of the walls were covered with cobwebs. Several rats, startled, scurried into the cracks in the wall.

"This place... is probably even colder than outside."

Qingluan Douluo frowned and shook his head. Qian Xunji was extremely weak from the fever, and lying here would only worsen his condition.

Just when the two were at their wits' end, Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly noticed an abandoned pigsty behind the house.

Although it was simple, it was much drier and warmer because it was exposed to the sun all year round.

Moreover, although the piles of dry grass inside are rough, they at least insulate against the cold air from the ground.

"We can't... let Prince Xunji lie in a pigsty, can we?" Qingluan Douluo's expression was somewhat distorted.

Golden Crocodile Douluo sighed. There was no better choice at the moment. He said, "Survival is the priority now. We can't worry about these things." Then, the two of them gently placed Qian Xunji on the pile of dry grass.

Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately took off his outer robe and placed it under him.

The blue phoenix piled up all the dry grass it could find around him to keep him warm.

"I'll go find water."

Golden Crocodile Douluo wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Azure Phoenix Douluo, "Go find some edible wild fruits."

Qingluan Douluo nodded, and the two went their separate ways.

Before leaving, Golden Crocodile Douluo glanced back at the unconscious Qian Xunji with concern, a pang of sorrow rising in his heart.

The former Pope of the Spirit Hall, once a powerful figure, has now fallen to such a state...

……

Meanwhile, deep in the dense forest.

Poseidon stumbled along the rugged mountain path.

Unable to circulate her soul power, she could no longer maintain her youthful appearance in her early twenties.

At this moment, her long silver-white hair appeared even drier and grayer in the twilight.

Her once smooth skin was now covered with wrinkles, and her once upright posture had become hunched over, making her look exactly like a centenarian woman.

But what's more terrifying than the change in her appearance is the collapse of her mental world.

Yu Xiaolie's attack with the Bright Skull was like a key, unlocking the door to her desires that had been suppressed for nearly a hundred years.

During the battle just now, she was able to suppress these unbearable thoughts with her peak Douluo cultivation level, but now, surging desires and emotions have completely taken over her mind.

My mind was filled with all sorts of filthy images, and my reason was gradually eroded by lust.

"Tang Chen... Tang Chen... Where are you?"

Poseidon's cloudy eyes lost focus, and his chapped lips kept repeating the name.

She staggered as she pushed aside the branches blocking her way; her long robe was already torn to shreds.

She walked for an unknown amount of time before she vaguely saw a dilapidated thatched hut.

What made her heart race was the faint groaning coming from the pigsty behind the house.

In a daze, she seemed to see the figure she longed for right in front of her.

The man who once captivated her, yet she had to let go...

"Tang Chen...is that you?"

Poseidon's voice trembled as she quickened her pace, stumbling closer.

When she saw the blond man on the haystack, her cloudy eyes suddenly lit up with an amazing light.

Perhaps it was the longing that made her ill; in the eyes of this frail old woman, the person lying in the haystack looked just like Tang Chen!

"Tang Chen! It really is you!"

She rushed forward excitedly, her withered fingers trembling as she touched Qian Xunji's face.

Chihiro, who was running a high fever, opened her eyes groggily and was startled to see the face of an old woman covered in wrinkles. She perked up a bit.

He tried to struggle, but found that Poseidon was incredibly strong.

Poseidon was completely absorbed in her own fantasy, gazing lovingly at Tang Chen.

"Tang Chen, you're so hot~"

Suddenly, she leaned down and kissed his lips.

The kiss was passionate and clumsy, carrying decades of pent-up longing.

"what……"

Qian Xunji gripped the withered grass on both sides tightly with both hands, pulling it out with a sizzling sound.

His already weakened body betrayed his will.

Shame has adverse effects!
"don't want……"

Chihiro protested weakly, but Poseidon ignored her.

She whispered in his ear, her breath hot.

"Tang Chen, I feel like I'm about to die. All I want is to be with you, so I can die without regrets..."

The sounds of violent collisions and humiliated groans echoed from the pigsty.

Multiple bodily fluids leaked out...

A former pope of the Spirit Hall shed tears of despair.

(End of this chapter)