Bloodline Subjugation (First translation!)

Jiang Feng had left the Mustard Seed Pavilion not long ago, but now he was hurrying back.

There was no place safer than the Mustard Seed Pavilion, and Gan Fuxing would naturally place his beloved disciple here.

He had specifically requested a treasure vault from Wen Liangji to lock Bai Guo inside. Unless Bai Guo opened it from the inside or used a key from the outside, no one could enter.

He gave Jiang Feng a meaningful look and handed him the silver key.

Jiang Feng knew what he was thinking, but at this moment, he could only offer a bitter smile.

Following Gan Fuxing's instructions, Jiang Feng found the entrance to the vault and saw a figure pacing back and forth outside.

Judging by his attire, he was a guard of the Mustard Seed Pavilion.

The management of the Mustard Seed Pavilion was extremely strict, and every guard strictly adhered to their duties, never crossing the line by even a half-step. What was going on with this person?

Taking two more steps closer, Jiang Feng realized that the man was trying to force his way into the vault! He was holding an object, jamming it into the keyhole in an attempt to pry it open.

The lock on the Mustard Seed Pavilion's vault was not so easily picked. Having clearly tried for a long time without success, the man suddenly flew into a rage. Drawing his saber, he hacked heavily at the heavy door, roaring, "Bastard, let me in! Let me in!"

He alternated between hacking with his saber and smashing it with stones, using every possible means to break inside.

A gust of wind blew past, and Jiang Feng wrinkled his nose, instantly understanding what was happening.

A faint, extremely alluring sweet fragrance was drifting out from the vault. It flickered in and out of perception, impossible to catch when intentionally sought; yet the moment one relaxed, it felt as though it was pervading every corner of the surroundings, about to rouse the most secretive desires hidden deep within a person's heart.

The moment Jiang Feng smelled this scent, an impulse arose in his heart. He, too, wanted to be like this guard, to charge in, tear it apart, and possess it!

The golden bloodline suddenly stirred. Instantly, a stream of icy spring water poured in, and Jiang Feng's mind cleared at once.

Without a doubt, this was precisely the aura—or rather, a kind of power—emanating from Bai Guo. One could only imagine what kind of tragedy it would be for a young girl to possess such power.

The guard was still slashing and smashing against the stone door in a frenzied manner, his movements completely wild and having entirely lost his reason.

Jiang Feng walked over, gave a gentle pinch to the back of the guard's neck, and the man's eyes rolled back as he slumped softly to the ground.

Dragging the guard aside, Jiang Feng pulled out the key and unlocked the stone door.

Immediately, an even richer and sweeter fragrance gushed out. Even with the suppression of the golden bloodline, Jiang Feng could not help but feel his heartbeat quicken by a few beats.

The interior of the vault was very dark. Sunlight filtered through the gap in the door, illuminating a pair of panicked eyes inside.

Bai Guo shrank into a corner of the vault, her voice trembling as she said, "Get out! Hurry up and get out!"

Jiang Feng sighed and said, "It's fine. It has no effect on me."

Hearing his voice abruptly, a trace of daze flashed across Bai Guo's gaze.

Without paying attention, Jiang Feng turned around to close the stone door and lit the wall lamp.

The lamplight had barely flickered when a soft body lunged forward. Moving with astonishing speed, she threw herself directly into Jiang Feng's embrace.

As the sweet and alluring fragrance assailed his senses, Jiang Feng found his arms full of warm jade and fragrant flesh, and his heartbeat instantly accelerated wildly. After all, he was still a youth under sixteen years of age. Coming into such intimate contact with the wonderful physique of a young maiden, he could not help but tighten his arms and draw her a fraction closer to his chest.

This momentary bewilderment came quickly and went even faster. In an instant, a figure and