Chapter 66: Kissing Erlong (Patreon)

"Rule Seven of the Pickup artist—to conquer women of different personalities and statuses, you must use different approaches."

For a forceful, domineering woman like Liu Erlong, Lu Feng's method was simple: Be even more domineering than her.

Yu Xiaogang had mastered this art.

With Liu Erlong, he always played the strong, unyielding role.
With Bibi Dong, he showed a completely different side.

But the difference was—

Lu Feng never deceived them maliciously.

He never claimed it was "for their own good" while secretly harming them.

Instead, he proved through actions and results that he truly brought them benefits—while also benefiting himself, of course.

And he made sure they knew: His promises weren't just empty words.

[Ding! Obtained Liu Erlong's first kiss. Reward: 2000 Energy Points.]
[Main Quest Triggered: Win Liu Erlong's Heart. Reward: 5000 Energy Points.]

Huh…?

Liu Erlong's first kiss?

For someone who dressed boldly and acted with such fiery decisiveness, she was unexpectedly conservative in this regard.

She'd been engaged to Yu Xiaogang, yet they'd never even kissed?

The system's notification took Lu Feng by surprise.

Yet another sign of her unyielding stubbornness.

Perhaps it was a case of extremes meeting their opposites—the more reserved a woman was in this aspect, the more deeply she could love.

A frivolous woman would never have tormented herself over a man for so many years.

Take those twin sisters, for example—the moment they found someone better, they'd ditched Dai Mubai on the spot and jumped into another man's arms.

But a woman like Liu Erlong—priceless, worthy of devotion—had been carelessly discarded by Yu Xiaogang.

Another heartbreaking story.

'In this life… I'll cherish you.'

The thought stirred Lu Feng's emotions, and he pulled her tighter against him.

Her soft, teasing tongue stirred his passion like a dragon gliding through water, unleashing a flood of desire.

Liu Erlong hadn't been prepared. He gave her no time to think, closing the distance between them in an instant.

At first, she resisted slightly—her body stiff, her muscles tense.

But gradually… she softened.

Her slender arms slowly wound around his neck, pulling him closer.

Tears spilled from her lidded, glistening eyes, tracing down her flawless cheeks—not from pain, but release.

A decades-long weight, finally lifted.

Like a volcano erupting after millennia of pressure, her passion surged forth, scorching everything in its path.

The distant roar of the soul arena crowd paled in comparison to the inferno between them.

For now, they forgot about Flender and the others waiting outside.

As if the world had narrowed to just the two of them—nothing else mattered.

Some things couldn't be expressed in words… but actions spoke volumes.

They'd agreed on "just one kiss."

But that "one kiss" lasted a full incense stick's worth of time.

"Mmm…" Liu Erlong finally pushed him back gently, her face flushed like a maiden's. Her breath heavy, she gazed at Lu Feng and murmured, "So… this is what it feels like. It's… nice."

Lu Feng was nearly breathless himself.

"System, did kissing Liu Erlong give me energy points because her first kiss was held onto for so long?"

[Host's guess is correct,] the system replied.

"If Gu Yuena's also a first kiss, and she's been saving it for ages, then the energy points I'd get…"

[Cannot be estimated at this time. It can only be determined when the host kisses her.]

After the quick chat with the system, Lu Feng stood up from the closed toilet seat.

It had started with him pinning Liu Erlong against the door, but by the end, she'd flipped the script, pressing him against the toilet.

The first kiss of a female Tyrannosaurus Rex? Not just anyone could handle that kind of fire.

Luckily, the place was spotless, with no weird smells—just a faint whiff of pine lingering in the air.

"Alliance Leader… I bit your lip. I'm so sorry." Her eyes swam with guilt and concern as her delicate fingers brushed his lower lip, a sudden maternal tenderness in her touch.

"It's fine. I'm not as fragile as you think."

With a chuckle, Lu Feng cast "Light of Life"—the small wound healing instantly.

He flicked another warm glow toward Liu Erlong.

"Nngh~!" An unexpected moan escaped her lips. "W-What kind of… skill is this?"

"Want to feel it again?" His palm gleamed once more.

"Ah—! N-No, stop!" She waved her hands frantically, cheeks burning. "I get it now! A healing-support skill, boosts vitality… very effective. Just— makes it hard not to make noises… "

"Want to go for another round…?" Lu Feng grinned, stepping closer to Liu Erlong.

"Y-You… aren't afraid I'll bite your lip again?" For some reason, Liu Erlong took a step back, suddenly looking a little nervous around him.

Which was ridiculous—she was a level 79 Spirit Sage, while Lu Feng was only a level 34 Spirit Grandmaster. What did she have to fear?

Even as the Alliance Leader, he only inspired her respect and gratitude, not fear.

Yet Lu Feng remained utterly unshaken, advancing leisurely. "So what if you bite it? It'll heal."

"W-Wait—we've been in here too long! Who knows what everyone outside is thinking? And don't you still have a soul fight to attend?" Her words tumbled out in a rush.

Lu Feng chuckled. "Look at you, panicking. Relax—if you're unwilling, I'd never force you."

"Oh really? You didn't ask before kissing me just now. Doesn't that count as forcing?"

"Nope. That was you keeping your promise. Just… collecting what was owed."

"Ugh, fine. You're ruthless."

"And who was the one who got really ruthless later?"

"You—!"

Liu Erlong's eyes flared—but suddenly, her brows knotted. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she clutched her chest, swaying unsteadily.

"What's wrong?" Lu Feng caught her instantly.

She sat down, meditating briefly before opening her eyes—alight with shock and exhilaration.

"This is… strange. Just now, my heart started pounding like crazy. My entire body burned up, and my martial soul—it felt like it was on fire. My Crimson Fire Dragon shouldn't fear flames, yet it was almost unbearable. But now… its power has surged dramatically."

This wasn't just a minor boost. Her martial soul's strength had skyrocketed—a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity every spirit master dreamed of.

Lu Feng's eyes flickered. "Might be because you drank my blood."

"Your blood?"

She recalled—during their kiss, in her inexperience and growing fervor, she'd accidentally bitten him, swallowing a trace of his blood.

"My blood carries draconic attributes."

He couldn't reveal his Dragon God lineage yet, but this wasn't a lie.

"Draconic attributes… No wonder!" Liu Erlong's eyes gleamed with newfound excitement. "That kiss was totally worth it! You're such a treasure—alright, come here, let's do it again!"

"Not if you're planning to bite my lip off," Lu Feng teased, feigning wariness.

"Fine, fine, we'll save it for later." She waved a hand dismissively, though her lips curled with playful promise. "We've been holed up in here too long—Flender's definitely suspicious by now. Let's go."

Humming to herself, she turned to the mirror, smoothing her tousled long hair and straightening her dress with quick, practiced motions. "Hmph. I think I actually like this feeling… Damn it, this is bad…"

By the time she pushed open the door, every trace of vulnerability had vanished. Her posture was regal, her jade-like face schooled into the cool, unapproachable elegance of the Merchant Alliance's iron-willed president. Under the weight of everyone's curious stares, she remained utterly composed—as if the past hour had been nothing but a routine business discussion.