After the Marshal left the dining hall, he didn't go to Feng Jing's place right away but instead found some corner and smoked for a bit. The information he had learned in that hall just now was too shocking. Especially since his lover is totally involved in whatever conspiracy the Federation is planning to do. He had always thought that Marshal Janus had been targeting him because hated him for reaching the same position at a young age.

Now learning that the old marshal had not hated him but wants to kill him because he is in the way of becoming the leader of the federation. Altair Sirius thinks that the old man is being stupid. Just based on the relationship he has with the Fengs and obvious actions of protecting them is enough for him to laugh at his foolishness. Does he really need to harm those he loves to protect them? At the very least, he isn't willing to do it. It can never be called protection if you are going to harm the one you wanted to protect.

"At the very least I will protect them in a way they wouldn't be harmed at all," murmured Altair Sirius.

Once he smokes at least half a box of cigarettes, Altair Sirius finally heads to Feng Jing's room.

"Jing'er I'm... here?" said the marshal who was welcomed by his guide's grumpy expression as soon as he entered the room.

Feng Jing's expression at the moment isn't very good as he smelled something irritating coming from his lover. He had never been a fan of the aroma the cigarettes possessed. Not only is it not good for the body, but the scent also annoys him a lot.

"Please take a bath, Marshal," said Feng Jing without any expression on his face.

Seeing his guide's detached expression, Altair Sirius was confused for a moment until he himself realized that his whole body is covered with the scent of tobacco.

'Ah~ he hates the smell of cigarettes.' Thoughts of the Marshal with a helpless smile on his face.

"Wait for a bit, Jing'er. After I take a bath let's head to the underground training hall to hatch your egg," said Marshal Sirius.

Feng Jing just hummed a word as a reply, "Um~"

Altair Sirius has headed to the bathroom to remove the scent on him under the gaze of his future mate.

In half an hour and so, the two had headed to the underground training hall where they had left the big egg of Feng Jinh and Cielo, this clingy dragon king which is still wrapped around the egg.

The Feng Family possessed at least three underground training halls. The two had chosen the one at the deepest level. Feng Jing and Altair Sirius were staring at their quantum beast as soon as they arrived.

At the center of the hall is a huge egg with a size that almost reached the ceiling of the hall's height that is almost equal to a two-floored building. This egg was even bigger than the dinosaur's egg in the stories.

Growls~

Cielo greets them upon their arrival. He lowered its head in front of them as a greeting.

Marshal Sirius, "It has really gotten so big."

"Yes but he still hasn't hatched yet. Fire energy stones are not working anymore. My phoenix flames could barely keep it alive. If not for Cielo incubating it, it wouldn't last until now." said Feng Jing.

The Marshal held his worried lover's hand, "Don't worry, Jing'er. The reason it doesn't hatch is that he needs an even stronger fire to hatch it. I can control the hellfire because of my bloodline but hellfire is the strongest and hottest fire in the world.

There would be no problem with me using it to attack but in this case, I need to make contact with it and control it properly. Darling, can you use your ice bloodline to protect the two of us?"

"I can. Please leave it to me!" answered Feng Jing.

"Moreover, it took lots of Spirit qi to keep the hellfire lighted. In the worst-case scenario, I might need to form a temporary mark with you to share the qi in our body and dual cultivate. Do you mind, Jing'er?" asked Marshal Sirius hesitantly.

In Feng Jing's mind,

"Dual Cultivation? For real!? This body is still young!?"

[Host please don't worry. The Lord God knew those two and wouldn't definitely cross the line until you reached the age. In this case, you would need close skin contact to share the qi between you two. A tight embrace or kiss would definitely suffice.]

"Hugs and Kisses ha~? The way the hell are you secretly turning on your recording options!? It wouldn't be a simple scene ha!?"

[Don't worry, host. It will be a hot scene without any Rated 18 scenes.]

"Tsk! This perverted system."

After the conversation between Feng Jing and System Yue was cut off in his mind. A blush appeared on Feng Jing's cute and a little fat face. The Marshal who knew the existence of System Yue could somewhat understand that the latter must have explained some things to his young and silly baby of his.

The marshal with a gentle smile on his face reached out his other hand and caressed Feng Jing's marshmallow-like cheeks.

"It wouldn't be painful, Jing'er. I promise you." said the marshal who pulled him over to get near the egg.

Cielo, as if already knowing what his master is about to do, left a space for him to touch the egg. He watched as the marshal sat in front of the and pats his lap while looking at his partner's master, Feng Jing.

"Jing'er sit on me while facing me. You need to hug me while spreading your ice bloodline to keep our body temperature normal."

Feng Jing did as he was asked and sat on The marshal's legs facing him. Altair Sirius had reached out his left hand and touched the egg. A black-colored fire appears on his hand. Meanwhile, the Marshal placed his right hand around Feng Jing's thin waist keeping his seating position on top of him. Straddling on his lap.

"Too thin~ I made sure to feed you enough but it seems it is still lacking," said Marshal Sirius was seriously checking the muscle condition under his hands. His mate's waist is too slender, soft to touch, and left an unexplainable feeling of being too small.

'If it's this thin then just one hand is enough to keep him imprisoned within my embrace.' Thoughts of the Marshal.

Meanwhile, the rubbing motions on his waist made Feng Jing's sensitivity slowly increase. He was already mindful of the huge yet soft bulge under his butt.

Thoughts of Feng Jing, 'What the fuck!? Even in this world, his size is humongous! Would I, this young body, break if he sleeps with me with this immature vessel!? While the hell does I feel like it is thrice the normal size!?'

[Host, don't grieve. You still have three years left to condition yourself for the future. Yue still has those toys you've both in the last world. Do you wish to start training your hole slowly~]

"dhfus***hs!" Feng Jing couldn't be helped but grumbled curses that almost turned into some kind of alien language.

The Marshal could feel the small body on the top of him slightly stiffening. His little guide is obviously too nervous with such close contact. Witnessing this, the rogue soul within him couldn't help but tease the little one even further. He lowered his head and lightly licked the crevice of his lover's neck. As expected Feng Jing trembles unconsciously with his teasing.

"Un~ s-stop. It tickles~" said Feng Jing as he started pantings a bit. He couldn't stand up to leave as his waist was clamped tightly by a strong arm that pinned him on the marshal.

The undertone yet the coquettish voice was like a taunt or a devil's whisper for the marshal tempting him to fall into the abyss. It left him feeling as if something is directly teasing his heart and couldn't help feeling excited by it. He made his right hand slip in his lover's clothes and started rubbing his soft waist suggestively while his breathing slowly accelerated which Feng Jing could feel on his neck. Their bodies' temperature started heating up with this teasing.

Feng Jing is already cursing the marshal's nine generations in his mind.

"Fuck. fuck. fuck! This damn rogue! Is he really going to do me with my small body!? I can throw him to jail right? I can sue him for sexual harassment towards minors right!?"

[You can. You can. But host, please wait for a  bit.]

"Wait for what?"

[I haven't recorded enough yet. This kind of teasing scene is too fluff for me.]

"You stupid perverted system! I'll fucking throw you to jail together with this rogue!"

But in reality, Feng Jing's reaction is totally different from his outbursts inside his mind. Like an innocent untouched flower, he tries to run away. But the arm wrapped around his waist was like an unbreakable shackle preventing him from moving. He could only fidget his body at every touch of the Marshal. The intimacy between the two of them had allowed their spiritual qi to immediately fused together. Their souls touched leaving only the obsession and yearning their feelings both possessed. Stroking and pressing against each other as the intense pleasure spreads all over their body like a virus rapidly affecting both the mind and body of the couple.

The Marshal suddenly raised his head from the gaps of Feng Jing's neck, his eyes were slightly reddening and his expression looked even more aggressive like an awakened beast seeing delicious prey. He absent-mindedly seeks for closer skinship and his hand which he slips inside Feng Jing's clothes starts rubbing naughty on that small body. They've tangled and clung to each other airtight as if wanting to merge together. Their lower bodies reacting pressing on each other. 

As of losing their ability to think, the two move like starved beasts wanting to take a bite at each other. They've hugged and kissed. The sounds of their ragged breathing turn to pants and growl desperately seeking each other's presence like an addict to a drug.

Their power increases and so is the fire on the marshal's left hand. The heat coming from the black fire could even be felt by the couple but as if blocking it traces of ice appeared on Feng Jing's body spreading to the both of them which could contrast the burning effects of the hellfire. If the marshal's flame is the hottest fire in the world which is the Hellfire then Feng Jing's ice is nothing less than ordinary. His ice is called eternal ice. In all realms, it is considered the coldest ice essence. With both strengths of the attributes equalized, a harmony between the two had been reached. Now the whole training hall is covered in pitch-black flames and pure white ice. 

Only Cielo growls as he synchronizes with his master and uses the hellfire to incubate his future partner. Only the crimson-colored egg at the center is covered with most of the black flame.

An hour later, the spiritual blend between the two slowly separated but it brought a violent wave of climax. Their strength had reached the peak and it was powerful enough to fulfill the requirements needed by the egg to hatch. The huge egg started shaking crazily like a boiled egg in hot water. It took a while until an explosion happened within the training hall. Thankfully the underground facilities are soundproofed but the aftereffect like earthquakes can be felt throughout the territory of the Feng Clan.

The sudden explosion pushed back the couple and woke them up from reality. In the midst, Cielo took over the role of protecting his master and his mate. He coiled around the two to protect them from the aftershocks. Once the commotion had died down, the Marshal had carried the fatigued Feng Jing in his embrace as he stood up looking at the direction of the egg.

The huge egg can no longer be found, instead, a huge creature with a slender body of a white dragon with huge feathered wings attached to its back appeared. The color of his feather is black and red. When a sound comes out of its mouth what is heard is the voice of a bird. This creature that looks like a dragon is more of a phoenix instead. It looks majestic yet elegant.

[A/n: Sample photo of the Phoenix Dragon hybrid here1.]