Heaven, Earth, Me Chapter 1547. Sect Disappearance.

Yasenia, cradling Angel, entered the treasury with the others following close behind. A surprising lack of elation on her face befuddled Andrea and Angel. "Are you not happy to get treasures, love?" Andrea inquired, a note of confusion in her voice.

"I am, but..." Yasenia’s golden, slit pupils scanned the surroundings, revealing a distinct look of disappointment. "There’s nothing good here."

The demonic sect’s treasury was orderly, its walls adorned with weapons and armor. However, over 99% of them were merely Transcendence Rank or below. So, while Yasenia was pleased, was she truly thrilled?

Her gaze swept around, the absence of mountainous coin piles causing her to pout endlessly. 'I wanted to dive into a pile of coins.'

Noticing Yasenia’s pout, Angel pondered for a moment before subtly gesturing. Yasenia glanced aside to see a colossal pile of spirit crystals thudding onto the ground. Her eyes instantly brightened. "Where did this come from? Did you unlock some kind of secret treasury?"

A few maids, privy to Angel’s silent command, remained quiet. Angel even hopped down from Yasenia’s arms, a smile gracing her lips. "There was a hidden formation concealing this. I just broke it open."

Yasenia skipped over, her tail wagging, and eagerly bent down to retrieve the Spiritual Crystals. "Hehehe... I wonder if there’s anything inside?"

With that, Yasenia plunged into the pile, leaving only her tail and legs protruding as she buried herself in the treasure. Angel's lips curved into a smile, but her face flushed crimson as she noticed the skirt flipping up and entangling with Yasenia's tail. 'What kind of underwear is that? It barely covers anything...'

Andrea shook her head and continued walking with Angel, surveying the area. "So, are there any other of those formations?"

Angel turned serious, then shook her head. "Nothing much. This Demonic Sect is quite poor."

Andrea sighed. "Well, that’s normal. Demonic sects typically rely on arson and theft to fill their coffers, and the disciples aren't exactly... selfless enough to contribute their gains to the sect."

Looking up at Andrea, Angel smiled and inquired, "How is the child doing?"

Andrea gazed at the egg held in her arms, a touch of tenderness softening her expression. "The boy is doing well. We just need to wait for him to hatch. According to Yasenia, she laid the egg about 15 years ago, so there's still some time until it hatches."

"I see..."

Andrea observed Angel's smile, still somewhat unaccustomed to her newfound calmness. In her memory, Angel was always a cheerful girl who moved with a skip in her step, but now she walked with a certain dignity and composure. "Say, Angel."

"Hm?"

"Do you blame Yasenia in your heart?"

Angel paused, her steps faltering for a brief moment as she seriously contemplated the question. Finally, after careful thought, she shook her head, her long hair swaying gently. "I don’t. I don’t know what Yasenia endured. However, I refuse to believe you haven’t noticed the change in her aura."

Upon hearing this, Andrea nodded. "You mean that hint of death energy surrounding her? As if she had been..."

"Yes. That." Angel cut her off, sensing the heavy implications. "I won’t lie; I did feel a slight resentment toward Yasenia for taking so long to return. I experienced quite a few emotional upheavals over the past few decades. Yet, none of the reunion scenarios I imagined ever came to pass."

Andrea's curiosity was piqued. "What did you expect?"

"I expected to scold her angrily. I expected to withhold her embrace for a while. I even thought I might feel a bit distant upon reuniting. Similar to how Yasenia was when she returned from that War Trial..."

Andrea recalled that period and understood Angel's perspective. However, Angel let out a soft chuckle, picked up a nearby sword, twirled it idly, and then tossed it aside with disinterest. "When I saw her, the only feelings left within me were profound relief and an overwhelming sense of coming home. So, I poured out all my emotions as I cried in her arms."

"How are you feeling now?"

"Better than ever." Angel beamed, genuine happiness radiating from her. "Being in Yasenia’s arms, receiving her pampering once again, slowly returning to those old routines... it feels as though everything is finally falling back into its rightful place."

This was a sentiment Andrea also shared. Andrea had maintained a more composed demeanor than Angel during their separation, but she too had envisioned countless scenarios for their reunion. Yet, all her predictions dissolved the moment she saw her beloved again.

Yasenia was truly the sun in their lives, and seeing her once more felt like basking in a sunrise after an extended period of darkness. There was no resentment towards the sun, only a profound sense of satisfaction as its light once again poured over them.

"So." Andrea’s tone shifted to a teasing manner. "Why haven’t you taken that final step with Yasenia?"

A faint blush touched Angel’s cheeks, her blue eyes darting away. "Yasenia... she has become too beautiful. I find myself a little unaccustomed to it."

"Unaccustomed you will be. That's for sure." Reflecting on her own past experiences, Andrea shook her head. "I’ll offer you a piece of advice. Just embrace the journey."

"Huh?" Angel looked slightly bewildered, not quite grasping Yasenia's meaning.

"Babyyy, Darlinggg, looook!"

Turning around, they spotted Yasenia approaching them with a light jog. Their gazes were involuntarily drawn downwards to the two voluptuous, mature curves that swayed with her movement. 'So heavy...'

Stopping before them, Yasenia presented two prized items. "Look at these. A Five Star Supreme Ranked formation pen, and a Four Star Supreme Ranked anvil! I discovered them tucked away in the most exclusive section."

Andrea expressed surprise. Her own anvil was of the same rank, so having this one would be a good backup should her primary one be damaged. Angel was delighted with the gift, even though her own formation pen was slightly superior.

Angel inquired with a hint of curiosity, "How did you manage to locate that place?"

Yasenia moved closer, lifting Angel into her arms and supporting her fully. "I followed my scent. Tsk. Tsk. They did their best to conceal all emanations. Unfortunately for them, there was a minor air leak, allowing me to catch a whiff."

A shared burst of laughter erupted from both girls. "A dragon's sense of smell is indeed incredibly keen."

Yasenia arched her eyebrows with evident pride. "In any case, since our business here is concluded, I shall simply absorb everything into my spatial treasure. Garest, my dear, please consume this place."

They departed, and as soon as they were clear, Angel and Andrea anticipated the arrival of Garest, an entity unknown to them.

They witnessed the ring on Yasenia’s hand expand dramatically, transforming into a vast blue and green expanse that engulfed the treasury. Merely ten seconds later, Garest vanished, leaving behind a colossal emptiness where the treasury had once stood.

Mirrory, observing from the sidelines, voiced her astonishment. "Your Storage Treasure has ascended to the status of an Ancient Ranked Treasure? That is truly remarkable."

Yasenia affirmed with a nod. "Indeed. It even incorporates five Natural Treasures to sustain it, enabling it to house all manner of flora and accelerate their growth..." She then paused, striking her forehead. "I nearly forgot. You two, do either of you require any Natural Treasures of specific attributes? I happen to have a few within my Storage space."

Andrea responded with a shake of her head. "My two elemental affinities are already adequately covered. I possess one Metal attribute and one Sun attribute Natural Treasure."

Angel, nestled in Yasenia’s embrace, smiled. "I am similarly situated. I have Natural Treasures of Light, Glass, and Blood attributes."

"Blood?" Yasenia tilted her head, regarding Angel with a puzzled expression.

Angel blinked, realizing she hadn't yet elaborated on this to Yasenia. She chuckled softly. "Do you recall your intervention during my contract with Mirrory? Your Blood Essence at that time influenced the pure Saint Inheritance, resulting in the emergence of a blood lineage. Following the activation of Mirrory’s body and the proper commencement of my inheritance, I developed an affinity for the Blood Element. Though, I don't employ it frequently."

Andrea let out a low whistle. "You were already quite formidable when devising formations with your Glass and Light attributes. Now, I imagine you can even infuse them with blood to craft even deadlier arrangements, correct?"

"Yes." Angel confirmed without any hint of boasting. "Should I find myself on a battlefield, the more opponents I defeat, the more potent I become. Consequently, I’ve subtly adjusted my typical strategies. I employ a few powerful offensive techniques, and then, utilizing the energy from the first kill, I can rapidly manipulate my formations to dominate the entire battlefield."

Yasenia's eyes sparkled with admiration. "My Baby is so incredibly strong!"

Angel beamed, tightening her hug around Yasenia and bestowing a kiss upon her cheek. Mirrory commented casually, "She might even surpass you now, little dragon."

Yasenia, however, lifted her chin with obvious pride. "Naturally! All my darlings are exceptionally powerful!"

Mirrory, who had intended to playfully tease her, nearly forgot that this particular dragon harbored an almost unwavering faith in her beloveds. Furthermore, Yasenia consistently displayed a far greater sense of pride when her loved ones achieved something significant compared to her own astonishing accomplishments.

She sighed, a mixture of amusement and helplessness coloring her expression. 'Yasenia truly hasn't changed much, has she?'

Angel, recognizing that familiar reaction, understood completely. Yasenia’s current beauty was so breathtaking that, in a quiet corner of her mind, Angel had briefly considered that her dragoness might have undergone some subtle transformation. 'It seems... I was overthinking things.'

A gentle smile curved the corners of her lips, her blue eyes softening as she held Yasenia close, her heart filled with happiness. "I love you... so very much."

Yasenia paused, returning the embrace and a smile gracing her lips. "I love you too, my Baby. Now, let's continue our quest to steal... ahem. To enact vengeance on your behalf!"

Andrea lightly swatted Yasenia’s rear. "Just speak your genuine feelings, you silly dragon. You aren't fooling anyone here."

Yasenia pouted, stating, "While it is true that I desire the treasures, my greater aim is to avenge Angel."

Andrea, feeling a spark of mischief, raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Then prove it."

Those words proved to be a poor choice. Yasenia's eyes, now ignited with a challenge, grew resolute. Their group departed from the ravaged Demonic Sect, allowing the remaining members to finally exhale in relief.

It did not take them long to reach their next destination, and Andrea gazed at Yasenia with curiosity. 'I wonder how she will prove herself,' she pondered.

While Andrea was aware of Yasenia's genuine words, her curiosity persisted.

Meanwhile, Yasenia turned to Angel and inquired, "So, how many individuals within this sect caused you trouble?"

Glancing at the familiar sect, Angel let out a snort. "Essentially, everyone. I was engaged in a struggle with them within an ancient tomb over treasures. I was slightly careless, and they managed to detect my trail. In the end, wanting to avoid excessive complications, I was compelled to share the spoils with them."

Yasenia nodded thoughtfully and then motioned for Angel to step aside. A collective sense of curiosity arose among everyone as they witnessed Yasenia ascend into the sky.

The inhabitants of the sect were suddenly enveloped by a blue radiance that stretched across the heavens, drawing their collective gaze upward. Upon looking, their eyes widened in stunned silence. Drifting in the sky was a colossal, celestial dragon, its form spanning the horizon, its wings eclipsing the heavens as the Sun and Moon offered their light.

Then, the immense dragon peered down at them and unfurled its maw. "[Celestial Dragon Breath]."

The back of the dragon’s throat began to glow, and the very heavens rumbled, emitting a terrifying aura of dread. Fortunately for the sect members, Yasenia meticulously focused her breath's power, directing it to strike the sect with a mighty boom.

A beam of azure light connected the sect to the dragon's mouth, and in the ensuing moment, the sect was engulfed by blue luminescence as Yasenia exhaled.

ROAR!!!!

Angel and Andrea instinctively closed their eyes for a brief second, reopening them to survey the scene. What greeted their eyes was... nothingness.

A gaping, ebony chasm had abruptly replaced the grand stance of the former sect. The abyss was so profound that even with their keen senses, it took a moment to discern its unfathomable depth.

As if angered by such widespread destruction, Heaven unleashed a few bolts of lightning upon Yasenia. However, Yasenia stoically endured the punishment before returning.

Upon her descent, Yasenia beamed with pride. "See? I made everything vanish, including the treasures!"

Andrea, Angel, and even Mirrory exchanged glances, their gazes shifting between the newly formed 'hole' and Yasenia, their expressions a mixture of awe and bewilderment. 'Heavens... if she hadn't concentrated her power, wouldn't this entire world have been obliterated by a single breath attack?'

Furthermore, witnessing Yasenia nonchalantly swatting away the retaliatory lightning bolts with her tail only deepened their complex emotions. 'This scene... it's akin to an adult placidly holding a child's head while the child futilely flails their arms.'