The moment Shi Lan's fingers brushed the hidden valley between her legs, Chang'e's body arched violently beneath him.
It was not simply pleasure. It was as though some ancient seal buried within her blood had finally cracked open.
A trembling cry escaped her lips as scarlet radiance suddenly bloomed beneath her porcelain skin. Veins of crimson light flowed across her thighs, stomach, and neck like flowering spiritual roots beneath translucent jade.
Shi Lan's gaze sharpened instantly.
'The Scarlet Crystal Constitution.'
Even without spiritual sense, he could feel it now. Her blood was no longer merely blood. It pulsed like molten spiritual essence, thick with vitality and frighteningly pure life force.
Each heartbeat from her chest spread warm ripples through the room.
Chang'e grabbed his shoulders tightly, her breathing uneven.
"Shi... Lan..."
Her voice sounded soft and broken, lacking all the aloofness she once carried.
