The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor

Chapter 93: Power Surge

He allocated enough experience points to raise one level to Helena and Natasha, causing them both to advance to level 720, simultaneously reaching the high-level Saint Tier.

It’s worth noting that before sharing experience in the team, Helena was at level 575, and Natasha was at level 530.

Now, they both leaped to level 720, meaning that Lynn’s one level worth of experience points allowed them a combined increase of 335 levels, which just shows how terrifyingly powerful the Near God is.

"So, how do you feel?"

The turbulent surge of power subsided to calm, and while Lynn gained no benefit from it, his knights and dragons profited greatly.

"I feel so strong now, I could claw my old man to death!"

Natasha’s pretty face was still flushed, not from being overwhelmed by the massive experience points, but from extreme excitement.

Everyone has a clear understanding of their own strength, the Giant Dragon is no exception.

Natasha could feel that she had already crossed the threshold of high-level Saint Tier, becoming one of the super-strong dragons not only in the entire Giant Dragon Empire but also among the entire Dragon Race.

Previously at level 530, she was just a little dragon with uncommon talent. Now, she might rank among the top ten strong dragons of the Dragon Race, likely surpassed by only His Majesty the Dragon Emperor and the Great Elder of the Dragon Race.

"I feel unprecedentedly good, Lynn, thank you."

Compared to Natasha, whose tail was wagging in excitement, Helena, being an Emperor, was much calmer. She thanked Lynn with a steady tone and then, taking advantage of Natasha’s inattentiveness, she pulled Lynn, who was holding both her and the dragon, over to her side.

Then, a pair of warm, luscious red lips pressed against Lynn’s lips.

Helena’s sudden move was somewhat unexpected, but Lynn had plenty of time to dodge. However, what reason did he have to avoid it?

In this situation with all eyes on them, if Lynn dodged the new Celestial Mandate Empress’s initiative kiss, it would be quite the blow to her self-esteem.

To avoid tarnishing Helena’s imperial dignity, Lynn had no choice but to reluctantly accept her sweet kiss, and in turn, taught Her Majesty the Empress a few useful little techniques when she didn’t know what to do next after the kiss.

Natasha’s face turned red again, but this time it wasn’t due to excitement, but anger.

Damn it! That little sly Helena got to him first! Even as an Empress, doesn’t she know to show some restraint? There are over a thousand people watching down here; how could you be so eager!

After a long while, the two parted lips.

With Lynn’s patient guidance, Helena felt she had learned quite a bit.

However, she also sensed that Lord Lynn wasn’t particularly experienced; he bit her several times unexpectedly, proving that even the invincible Lord Lynn has his weaknesses.

"I suppose... it’s my turn now?"

Seeing Lord Lynn let Helena go, Natasha wished to offer her sweetness, distinctly different from Helena’s. However, just as her thought began to stir, Lynn sealed her lips with a finger.

"Be good, we’ll talk about this later on your end."

Lynn quietly explained to Natasha. It wasn’t that he was deliberately treating them differently, but because he noticed something peculiar during the kiss with Helena.

Although it was just a simple kiss, he could distinctly feel the power within Helena wanting to surge into his body. Frankly, the legendary dual cultivation method had effects akin to this, and although he was keeping things innocent, he could still trigger that power.

It seemed as though he was locked by that divine gift’s power, intending not to let him go until elevated forcefully to level 1000.

This third Ancestral God’s blessing was indeed aimed at him. Perhaps before he unknowingly sat on the throne, there was some psychic suggestion at work.

A True God, especially an ancient one with such a long history, why would they wish to forcefully make him into a god?

What on earth is awaiting him in the Divine Realm? What did the Demon Dragon Emperor experience after accomplishing the steps of divine ascension, leading to his demise?

Lynn had a bad feeling that if he rushed into ascension, he might encounter unforeseen troubles.

"Why can Helena do it and I cannot?"

Upon hearing Lynn’s words, Natasha pouted her lips so high, you could hang a bottle of soy sauce from them.

She held great respect for Lord Saint Emperor, but his preferential treatment left Natasha feeling resentful. After all, she was only a young, newly-adult female dragon, lacking the composure of those aged hundreds or thousands of years.

"Fine, fine, I’ll kiss you too."

Seeing Natasha unwilling to cooperate, Lynn, having no experience in handling sulking girlfriends, decided to go along with her and soothe her.

Saying this, Lynn gently pecked her lips with a kiss as a smiling Natasha watched, then left before the power within her could start stirring again.

This type of kiss has a special term called "dragonfly touching the water lightly"; Natasha hadn’t even tasted it before it ended.

"I’ve already stamped you. From now on, you’re my dragon. You have to listen to me, no fussing, understand?"

This kiss wasn’t even a superficial tasting, practically indifferent. Natasha wanted to bargain further, but hearing Lord Saint Emperor instruct her in a severe tone, the aggrieved young dragon retreated.

So frustrating! Helena got a full three-minute kiss, and I got only a second, but I can’t get mad at Lord Saint Emperor...

Thus, Natasha chose to be frustrated in earnest rather than in thought.

Leaving Natasha angry and resigned for the moment, Lynn turned his gaze to Helena, who was once again her usual self, as she looked at the crowd of Celestial Destiny Empire’s aristocrats with a peculiar expression.

"Originally, I had other plans, but now, it seems unnecessary."

As Helena spoke, she slowly descended from mid-air. With the end of the three rounds of blessings, the golden clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the whole world returned to its usual calm.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on your great power advancement!"

"Your Majesty, your blessed fortune surpasses all, and the Ancestral God’s favor for you is unprecedented in history!"

"You truly are the rightful recipient of the Celestial Mandate, the true Celestial Mandate Emperor..."

As Helena landed on the Divine Altar, the momentarily dazed nobles immediately snapped back to their senses, promptly showering her with flattery.

Actually, it wasn’t so much flattery, as it was stating several truths.

Helena’s power didn’t just advance; it soared to new heights.

The Celestial Destiny Ancestral God’s regard for her needs no elaboration; with Her Majesty Helena’s level, undetected by anyone, it’s likely no less than 680 and possibly... ascended to high-level Saint Tier!

What an enormous improvement! Even if she were the Ancestral God’s own daughter, she couldn’t have done better...

No, it’s not right; the First Emperor of the Celestial Destiny Empire was the Ancestral God’s son, and he only received a 100-level advancement as a blessing!

This for Her Majesty Helena...

The nobles of the Celestial Destiny Empire dared not let their imagination run wild any further.