Chapter 239 Nyx's Return: Another One Calling Xia Tian 'Daddy'?



Selene, similarly struggling to fill her lungs with air, turned to Irene, her expression a mix of accusation and indignation. "You tricked me into coming here!"

Irene felt a deep sense of shame, knowing that Selene was not entirely wrong.

Though reluctant to admit it, she managed to speak through her embarrassment. "Let's not dwell on that now. Unlike me, you enjoyed it!"

Selene's face flushed red with anger, her voice quivering with a mixture of frustration and fury.

"You... how dare you not only ignore the fact that you tricked me, but also pass judgment on me!"

"Irene, you'd better start running with those legs of yours," Selene retorted, her words dripping with threat and vengeance.

Sensing the imminent danger, Irene sprinted away as fast as her little legs could carry her.

"We only have ten minutes! Don't waste my energy!" Irene shouted, panic lacing her voice as she desperately evaded Selene's pursuit.

"I don't care!" Selene's voice rang out defiantly. She was determined to teach Irene a lesson she wouldn't soon forget.

Two small figures charging and chasing each other became a twisted spectacle for Xia Tian to enjoy.

A satisfied smile spread across his face as he watched the unfolding chaos, eagerly anticipating the moment when Irene would fall prey to Selene's torment.

"Alright, time's up!" Xia Tian's voice echoed through the room, breaking the concentration of everyone present.

"... Coming," Selene muttered with a bitter expression on her face. She shot a quick glance towards Irene before reluctantly making her way back to Xia Tian.

"Coming," Irene said softly, her voice filled with a sense of urgency. She didn't dare to linger any longer, knowing the consequences of overstaying her time. With a surge of power, she teleported directly in front of Xia Tian, resuming her earlier position.

But, just as the intense moment was about to unfold, a small hand unexpectedly caught hold of Xia Tian's pinky finger.

Xia Tian's face contorted with perplexion, etching deep lines into his features. He spun on his heels, only to be met with the sudden presence of another little girl.

Her raven hair cascaded around her petite frame, as her eyes bewitched with a captivating shade of verdant green. This was Nyx, reduced in size, yet emanating an aura of mystique.

Before mastering control over the elusive void, Nyx's eyes had boasted a single, mesmerizing hue of dark green, their beauty entrancing all who gazed upon them.

But in her younger form, an innocent charm radiated from her countenance, untainted by the harsh realities of the world. Her face emitted an aura, pure and untouched, hinting at the unfathomable innocence dwelling within her.

"You want to join too?" Xia Tian asked, his voice filled with surprise as he gazed at the unexpected addition to the group. However, a sudden thought crossed his mind, and his tone shifted, "Well, since you've interrupted, go and join them!"

Today seemed to be Xia Tian's entry into a loli paradise.

Nyx glanced at the two girls, their red-ruffled skirts highlighting their perky abused bottoms, and quickly shook her head.

That kind of play wasn't her cup of tea!

"I brought someone!" she exclaimed, her voice sounding unbearably cute and childlike.

Xia Tian's face twtiched as he locked eyes with Nyx. Last time, this girl had conjured the Goddess of Life out of thin air, and now she had brought another unsuspecting person.

"You better have a damn good reason for disturbing me, or else," he warned, extending his hand and playfully pinching her small, adorable lips between his fingers.

"En, en!" Nyx nodded vigorously, her tiny head bobbing up and down.

In a graceful motion, another girl manifested behind Nyx, her presence as tranquil as a serene pond. Cascading like a gentle waterfall, her luscious pink hair flowed elegantly, embracing her petite frame and reaching down to her waist. The soft hue of her hair perfectly harmonized with her mesmerizing pink eyes, which held an air of profound wisdom beyond her tender age.

Her face, a canvas of innocence and charm, adorned the gathering with a captivating smile that warmed the hearts of those who laid eyes upon her. Despite her youth, there was an air of composure and collectedness that set her apart from her peers. Her calm demeanor seemed to emanate a reassuring aura, drawing others towards her like a soothing melody.

Her graceful movements and serene smile left an indelible mark on all who encountered her, making her an enchanting addition to the loli group.

Xia Tian's surprise was palpable as he turned his gaze to Nyx. "Where did you find her?"

Reluctantly, Nyx pointed skyward, silently confessing that she had once again plucked this newcomer from seemingly nowhere.

"Daddy!" the new girl exclaimed, rushing forward and embracing Xia Tian.

Xia Tian slightly startled, his own expression momentarily twisted with a hint of confusion and bitterness.

Selene and Irene, their heads emerging from the water, shook off their damp hair, droplets falling like glistening jewels.

They exchanged bewildered glances before simultaneously uttering, "Daddy?"

Selene's astonishment was evident as she observed the new girl boldly claiming Xia Tian as her father.

Meanwhile, Irene, blissfully unaware of Xia Tian's true identity, stared at Nyx with a mixture of confusion and curiosity. "What's the deal with 'Daddy'?"

Although she had playfully addressed Xia Tian as "daddy" in the past, coerced into doing so, this unfamiliar girl's use of the term left her perplexed.

Nyx simply whistled, shrugging off their accusatory gazes. She led Xia Tian and the new girl into a swirling vortex, leaving Selene and Irene utterly bewildered in their wake.

Irene's body instinctively slumped, and her buttocks made contact with the icy surface. "Ouch!" she exclaimed, immediately standing up and hissing while rubbing her sore behind.I think you should take a look at

How could she forget that their asses were still burning red from the earlier spanking?

Observing Irene furiously rubbing her ass, Selene couldn't help but burst into laughter, sparking another round of bickering between the two girls.

After a while...

"Wait, I think I know that girl!" Selene suddenly spoke up.

Irene halted her little fists mid-air, no longer striking Selene, and looked at her with confusion. "You know her?"

Selene nodded, her expression tinged with suspicion. "Yes... Doesn't she look somewhat familiar? Like someone..."

A look of realization crossed Irene's face as she muttered "pink hair" under her breath.

In unison, both Irene and Selene exclaimed, "That bitch!"

How could they have mistaken her just because she had shrunk her body to resemble their own?

Both girls facepalmed in frustration.

If there was one woman that all five remaining sisters despised, it was Qin Yueling, the sister of the Divine Emperor.

One day, Selene decided to kidnap Qin Yueling from her quarters and present her as a gift to Xia Tian.

However, little did they know that Qin Yueling never left after that day!

That woman had somehow managed to attach herself to Xia Tian, and he wasn't allowing them to bully her.

The remaining five girls felt utterly helpless.

While the other women were treated as mere toys, Qin Yueling received the same treatment as them, which made the remaining five girls wary of her.

Unbeknownst to them, the day they feared was approaching.

Not only did Qin Yueling have the audacity to refer to Xia Tian as "Daddy" to their faces, but he also started neglecting them for her.

Faced with this abandonment, Selene and Irene exchanged bitter glances.

'I should have killed her earlier,' Selene thought.

Irene, who normally hesitated to harm others unless ordered by Xia Tian, had similar thoughts.

As these two contemplated their impending crisis, another confrontation was unfolding on the other side.

At the same time, Xia Tian found himself in a separate space with Nyx and Qin Yueling. As he turned to look at Qin Yueling, an overwhelming sense of curiosity and suspicion washed over him.

"Why are you like this?" he asked, his voice filled with both interest and suspicion. This was undoubtedly the first time he had seen Qin Yueling transform into her younger form.

Nyx's eyes sparkled with a similar interest. If Xia Tian hadn't been present, she would have eagerly dissected Qin Yueling to uncover the secrets lurking within her mind.

Qin Yueling, however, wore a faint smile on her face as if she held a mischievous secret. With a playful tone, she retorted, "Why can others undergo such transformations while I am forbidden? Dad, have you taken to practicing discrimination? Tossing the old aside for the new?"

Silence hung in the air, leaving Xia Tian at a loss for words. Meanwhile, Nyx struggled to keep pace with the conversation unfolding before her.

Curiosity getting the better of her, Nyx couldn't help but blurt out, "Who are you?" In this transformed state, her voice dripped with sweetness and cuteness, but also harbored an air of doubt.

It almost seemed as if someone else had seized control of Qin Yueling's body.

Still wearing that smile, Qin Yueling extended her little hand for a handshake, introducing herself as "Ceilia." The encounter left Xia Tian nodding in confirmation of his earlier suspicions.

Unbeknownst to Nyx, she extended her tiny hand towards Qin Yueling, but just before making contact, she abruptly pulled it back.

She reminded herself that Qin Yueling wasn't Xia Tian, and why should she bother touching a stranger?

Qin Yueling's eyebrows twitched in response. "You're unfriendly, I see..."

Sensing that these two were about to continue their peculiar interaction, Xia Tian urged Nyx to leave them alone.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Nyx finally departed.

Now alone with Qin Yueling, or "Ceilia" as she claimed to be, Xia Tian made a decision.

He briefly unsealed his powers, causing the entire space around them to tremble as reality itself seemed to shift.

Qin Yueling's eyes widened in astonishment, unable to perceive any of Xia Tian's actions.

Suddenly, the ground beneath her feet vanished, prompting her to instinctively catch hold of his hand.