The Strongest Princess Consort in the Interstellar

 Chapter 42: Dragon's Roar

As Xiao Qingyang pondered further, he became increasingly convinced of the high possibility, which made him feel even more anxious.

Ignoring the fact that his spiritual power had not fully recovered, he released his divine consciousness and continued to expand the scope of his investigation. Due to the lack of spiritual power supply, his mind began to ache, but Xiao Qingyang paid no attention and continued his search.

Xiao Qingyang's face grew paler, his eyebrows furrowed, and sweat slowly dripped from his forehead, flowing down his smooth and tender face. He appeared increasingly fragile.

Although he had only spent a little over a month with the Little Golden Dragon, Xiao Qingyang had already come to consider him as a loved one. On this planet where there were only two other individuals—himself and Grandpa Du—the Little Golden Dragon was his third dear one. Especially considering the possibility of the Little Golden Dragon being a demonic cultivator, Xiao Qingyang's feelings for him had deepened, and he couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to him.

The range covered by Xiao Qingyang's divine consciousness expanded to several hundred meters, surpassing his current limits. However, he didn't stop there but continued to expand outward because he still hadn't caught sight of the Little Golden Dragon.

His head throbbed like a needle piercing through, and both sweat and tears streamed down incessantly. The spiritual power in the Spiritual Spring had been completely depleted, leaving him with a withered and contracted sensation that he could barely withstand.

Just as Xiao Qingyang reached his limit, unable to hold on any longer, the edge of his divine consciousness finally "saw" that familiar figure.

Unfortunately, at this point, he no longer had the strength to search for the Little Golden Dragon. Discovering that the Little Golden Dragon hadn't been injured, Xiao Qingyang finally let go of his worries and fainted.

Meanwhile, as the Little Golden Dragon was on his way back, he suddenly sensed a powerful aura. However, it didn't exert any pressure on him; it felt like the air around him, not posing any danger.

But this feeling only lasted for an instant. The next second, the aura suddenly disappeared. Instead of relaxing, the Little Golden Dragon became even more tense and filled with a hint of panic.

This aura was incredibly familiar. He had sensed it countless times before, although it was somewhat different from its previous form, it originated from the same person.

Yangyang!

He was too familiar with Xiao Qingyang's aura. The sudden appearance and disappearance of that aura made his heart tremble, as if something had happened to Xiao Qingyang.

The Little Golden Dragon could no longer leisurely walk back; instead, he accelerated to the maximum speed and quickly returned to the room where he and Xiao Qingyang resided.

The moment the door opened, the Little Golden Dragon felt all the fur on his body stand on end. His eyes widened, and his heart felt as if it was being tightly squeezed and twisted by an invisible hand, causing him intense pain that almost made him lose his balance.

"Roar!" A dragon's roar echoed from the room, and at the same time, all the beasts within several hundred miles bowed down in unison, trembling all over, a sign of submission.

The old butler also heard the Little Golden Dragon's roar. He was immobilized by the overwhelming aura emanating from the other party, his expression filled with astonishment as he looked towards the room where the young master was on the second floor.

Although the old butler was just an ordinary person, his physique was at the A level, making him a formidable expert. Yet, under this kind of pressure, he couldn't even move, which clearly demonstrated that the person exerting the pressure was far superior in strength.

What kind of existence is the Little Golden Dragon, after all?

The old butler grew increasingly anxious. His young master was still upstairs. Although the Little Golden Dragon hadn't displayed any danger during their time together, it didn't mean he couldn't suddenly go berserk, just like now.

No matter how the old butler struggled, he couldn't move and could only worry helplessly.

Meanwhile, Xiao Qingyang, the one he worried about, slowly opened his eyes upon hearing the dragon's roar. He regained some clarity and saw the unharmed Little Golden Dragon he had been searching for and worrying about. Unable to contain his relief, Xiao Qingyang smiled gently and weakly extended his hand, offering a healing pill to the Little Golden Dragon's mouth. He weakly said, "Take it, you... will be fine."

Xiao Qingyang's consciousness only returned for a brief moment. Before losing consciousness once again, it seemed as if he saw another figure. However, just as he tried to see it clearly, everything before him turned completely dark.

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Chapter 43: Seeing Oneself

Pain...

A sensation of his dantian cracking was extremely uncomfortable, as if it was being forcibly torn apart.

Xiao Qingyang had never experienced such intense pain before.

Even when he first transmigrated into this body and found that the spiritual and magical energy springs were depleted, he hadn't experienced this kind of stabbing pain that urgently required a large amount of spiritual energy to nourish his overused spiritual energy spring.

It really hurt! Xiao Qingyang furrowed his brows, his expression filled with agony. Tears glistened in the corners of his eyes, moistening his long eyelashes. They could slide down his smooth cheeks at any moment, evoking a sense of heartache in anyone who saw them.

Suddenly, a soft tongue covered his teardrops, warm and comforting, licking away all the tears. It seemed to alleviate the pain in his dantian.

"Little Dragon..." a faint voice overflowed from Xiao Qingyang's unconscious mouth, barely audible.

Long Jingze, who had been by the bedside all along, had extraordinary hearing. Even if the voice was faint, it still reached his ears. His eyes, which were already stormy, grew even deeper as he stared straight at the small figure on the bed. He almost wished he could completely "devour" him.

Having lived for twenty-six years, Long Jingze experienced panic and fear for the first time. When he returned to the room and saw Xiao Qingyang lying unconscious and pale on the ground, he panicked. In that moment, it felt as if countless hands were squeezing his heart, constantly contracting or pulling, causing him unbearable pain.

He didn't remember how he walked to the person's side, nor how he lifted him onto the bed. He only remembered the smile the person gave him before losing consciousness, the words they spoke, and the impact it had on his soul.

Long Jingze stayed by Xiao Qingyang's bedside, his gaze unwavering, as if he feared that if he blinked, the other person would disappear before his eyes, leaving him in a state of unease.

Long Jingze had always been headstrong, unbound by any constraints, and a bit haughty. But at this moment, all of that vanished in front of Xiao Qingyang.

Haughtiness, duplicity, unruliness—all gone. Long Jingze had never faced his own heart so clearly, never seen his own feelings for the person in front of him so distinctly.

Perhaps, from the moment this person first picked him up and saved him, he had already fallen in love with him. It was just that at that time, his feelings were still hazy, and he wasn't aware of it.

But it was only when Xiao Qingyang collapsed directly in front of him, unconscious, that Long Jingze realized it clearly.

He liked Xiao Qingyang.

He liked this person who remained optimistic in the face of life, even though they were on a remote planet.

He liked this person who was always focused on healing him, constantly refining healing potions for him.

He liked this person who had never given up on him.

With him around, Long Jingze would never allow anyone to harm Xiao Yang!

Although Long Jingze could be a bit haughty and awkward, once he determined his feelings, he had no hesitation or doubts.

He would give Xiao Qingyang everything he wanted. He would want to give him the best things in the world. He would keep him by his side, taking care of him, loving him, pampering him. The only thing he couldn't tolerate was being separated from him!

"Eat it, and you... will be fine," echoed the words Xiao Qingyang had said before losing consciousness.

Although Long Jingze had never seen the pill-like object that Xiao Qingyang held in his hand, and he didn't know what it contained, he didn't hesitate to swallow it since Xiao Yang asked him to.

The events that followed should have amazed and delighted Long Jingze, but everything had to take a backseat in front of the unconscious Xiao Qingyang.

The cracks in the ability nucleus were repaired, allowing him to regain his human form. What made him most grateful was not his own recovery, no longer needing to turn into an inhumane beast, but that he could now hold Xiao Yang in his arms, no longer lying on the cold ground.

"Pain..." Xiao Qingyang furrowed his brows, murmuring unconsciously, bringing Long Jingze's thoughts back.

"Yangyang, where does it hurt?" Long Jingze asked anxiously, then saw Xiao Qingyang's hand covering his abdomen.

Long Jingze quickly placed his hand over it, gently massaging in an attempt to alleviate his pain.

While Xiao Qingyang was unconscious, the butler had already brought a robot to examine him, and the results showed no serious issues.

Both Long Jingze and the butler were dissatisfied with the robot's examination results.

Clearly, Xiao Qingyang had passed out from the pain, but the examination showed nothing wrong.

Does this look like nothing's wrong?

But on the planet Yaran, they couldn't communicate with the outside world, and there were no means of transportation to take them to other planets for medical treatment. They could only observe for now.

After Long Jingze regained his human form, he wished he could take Xiao Qingyang to the imperial capital immediately for an examination. There, the best medical facilities and personnel in the entire empire would surely be able to cure Xiao Yang.

However, aside from the sudden transformation from a dragon to a human, there was the question of whether Xiao Qingyang would accept it. Moreover, Long Jingze couldn't currently contact the imperial capital.

During the ambush they encountered earlier, not only was their battleship destroyed, but his terminal was also destroyed. He had no way of contacting people outside now.

Furthermore, it was unclear if those people were still there. If they were still planning to target him, bringing Xiao Qingyang along would undoubtedly pose greater danger to him.

He had to eliminate those dangerous factors first before taking Xiao Qingyang back to the imperial capital.

The butler had been taking care of Xiao Qingyang all this time, but now it was lunchtime, and the butler was worried that the young master would wake up hungry. So, he went downstairs to prepare a meal for him.

Taking this opportunity, Long Jingze also regained his human form and stayed by Xiao Qingyang's side.

In fact, he didn't plan to hide his identity from Xiao Qingyang. After all, this was the person he had set his sights on, destined to be his partner. It was just that now wasn't the right time.

In his unconscious state, Xiao Qingyang felt a pair of warm hands gently massaging his abdomen, and the pain in his dantian subsided a lot. His consciousness gradually became clear.

Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was the little golden dragon sitting by his bedside, staring at him without blinking. Xiao Qingyang seemed to perceive a worried expression on the dragon's face.

"Little Dragon, don't worry, I'm fine." Xiao Qingyang mustered a smile to reassure the little golden dragon.

Xiao Qingyang remembered everything that had happened before and knew that he had fainted because he had exhausted his spiritual power. As long as he rested for a while, he would be fine. But...

"Little Dragon, did you eat that round white pill?" Xiao Qingyang recalled the healing pill he had asked the little golden dragon to take before he lost consciousness. He wasn't sure if the dragon had actually taken it. It was the only pill he could take out of his storage bag so far, and he didn't know when he would have another chance to retrieve it.

Long Jingze's heart trembled again upon hearing that. He nodded his small head, indicating that he had indeed taken it.

Seeing this, Xiao Qingyang finally felt relieved. He then held Long Jingze's little claw, infused it with a trace of natural energy, and sensed that the "inner core" inside the dragon had indeed been repaired. Only then did he completely let go of his worries.

"Great! That means you can continue your cultivation and strive to achieve your human form as soon as possible," Xiao Qingyang said with a smile. However, due to his weak physical condition, his voice grew softer and almost sounded like a murmured self-talk.

But that didn't prevent Long Jingze from hearing it, and he was shocked by the implications of the words.

Cultivate into a human form? Did Xiao Qingyang know that he was actually a supernatural being?

Based on Xiao Qingyang's attitude towards him before, it was clear that he regarded him as an ordinary beast. That was why, after his supernatural core was restored, Long Jingze continued to appear in his beast form to avoid startling him.

But now, Xiao Qingyang wanted him to cultivate into a human form. Did that mean Xiao Qingyang actually preferred him to be in human form? This was good news for Long Jingze, making him almost unable to resist the urge to transform right now.

Fortunately, Long Jingze still had self-control. He didn't want to startle Xiao Qingyang. Even if he wanted to transform into a human form, he couldn't do it now. He would give Xiao Qingyang some time to adjust.

Coincidentally, he could take advantage of this time to deal with the group of troublemakers outside. After that, he would be able to take Xiao Qingyang back to the imperial capital.

So, whenever Xiao Qingyang was asleep, Long Jingze secretly used his terminal to edit and send information to the imperial capital.

To protect Xiao Qingyang's information and prevent interception, Long Jingze added layer after layer of encryption to the messages.

Members of the imperial royal family, as the highest rulers of the entire empire, had their own internal codes, with security levels comparable to the military. Except for their close relatives, no one could decipher them.

However, because Xiao Qingyang's terminal had a low level, it couldn't handle the multiple layers of passwords set by Long Jingze. So he had to send the information bit by bit; otherwise, the troublemakers outside would have been eliminated long ago.

As time passed day by day, the excruciating pain caused by Xiao Qingyang's depleted spiritual power gradually diminished, but it would still take some time to fully recover.

His spiritual power had been severely overdrawn, and even though there were small white dots replenishing it every day, the quantity was too small. They were immediately absorbed when they entered his spiritual power pool, without any visible accumulation.

The next opening of the Qiankun Bag was indefinitely delayed.

In addition, there was the admission letter that made him anxious.

With the enrollment time approaching, he had no way to leave this planet. If he missed the reporting time, would he be unable to enter that school?

Whether it was to fulfill the original owner's wish or for his own sake, he wanted to enter the Royal Military Academy to systematically understand the existence of spirit cultivators and alchemists in this world. Only then could he better integrate into this world without being discovered as an imposter.