On the morning of the fourth day, Zhu Zhuqing, who had slept for an entire day, finally regained some mobility, though her limping gait looked a bit strange.
"Little wild cat, how do you feel?"
Fu Ye watched Zhuqing walk with a limp, her face full of stubbornness. With a smug grin, he stepped forward before she could react and pulled her into his arms. He gently stroked her still slightly bloated lower belly, causing her to blush furiously. Having the Dragon God Bloodline, the "essences" within his body were top-tier supplements for any beast-type Spirit Master.
"Hmph, it's all your fault. No matter how much you 'eat,' it's never enough for you." Zhuqing tried her best to push the "bad man" away. Heaven knew how she had spent the last few days; remembering the absurd things she had done made her want to dig a hole and hide.
"Tsk, I wonder who was holding me and saying 'more, more'..."
Chomp! Zhuqing lunged and covered Fu Ye's mouth with her fair hand. "Don't you dare say another word, or else I—"
Fu Ye shut his mouth, seeing the deep crimson on her face. Even though the "little cat" had been thoroughly enjoyed, she was still very thin-skinned in public.
As they reached the first floor, they saw Dai Mubai sitting alone, eating with a desolate expression. Neither Fu Ye nor Zhuqing paid him much mind; Fu Ye spared him a glance, while Zhuqing treated him like a complete stranger. After the "storms" of the last three days, sitting in Fu Ye's lap felt much more natural to her.
Just as they were ordering, Dai Mubai finally noticed them. His eyes regained a flicker of life for a split second, but then he saw Fu Ye's large hand slowly stroking Zhuqing's slightly rounded abdomen. As a "veteran driver," Dai Mubai instantly understood the situation given they had been in that room for three days straight!
After a moment of pure shock, his spirit wavered. He absentmindedly shoved his food into his nose instead of his mouth.
Fu Ye and Zhuqing continued their flirtatious interaction, while Dai Mubai sat there, hollowed out. After half an hour, they were ready to leave.
"Zhuqing, you okay? Have you eaten enough?" Fu Ye asked.
Zhuqing jumped at the question. "No! You've been 'eating' me for three days already. If you eat any more, I'll break..."
"No, I mean did you eat enough food? We're heading out to get your spirit ring."
Finally, Dai Mubai, who had been suppressing his rage for three days, couldn't take it anymore.
"AHHHHHHH!!!! I HATE IT! I HATE EVERYTHING!!!" "WHY! WHY! WHY IS HEAVEN TOYING WITH ME LIKE THIS!!!!!" "AHHHHHHHHHH! (his voice faded into the distance)"
Dai Mubai had officially snapped. He ran out of the building like a madman, sprinting toward Shrek Academy.
Fu Ye: 乛乛 Heehee. Zhu Zhuqing: (⊙﹏⊙) Not heehee.
At this point, Fu Ye actually had a shred of respect for Dai Mubai. Even if he wasn't much of a man, he certainly had a "vibrant" imagination.
The Star Dou Great Forest.
From afar, it was a boundless sea of green. Massive, ancient trees formed a canopy that blotted out the sun. Sunlight struggled to filter through the cracks, forming dancing threads of gold. Fu Ye returned to this forest, though this time he wasn't looking for A'Wu or the others—it wasn't time to "flip their tiles" yet; that would have to wait a couple more days.
Rustle...
As soon as they arrived, Fu Ye expanded his mental power. Finding a suitable spirit beast was child's play for him. His senses covered dozens of miles, and he quickly located a perfect match for Zhuqing.
"Brother Fu Ye, what kind of spirit beast are we looking for?" Zhuqing had recovered her mobility, and though her walk wasn't entirely natural, she was no longer limping.
"I found one. A 3,000-year Ancient Night Magic Dragon. It carries a trace of true dragon bloodline—the quality is excellent."
Zhuqing was stunned. So fast? They had only just entered the forest!
"Let's go. I'll take you there to absorb it." Fu Ye picked her up, and the two vanished instantly.
Elsewhere, a three-meter-long black shadow was fleeing frantically through the forest. Close behind it was a tall figure holding a dragon-head staff.
"Vile beast, how can you run so fast!" the figure cursed, speeding up as he glanced back at the elderly woman and girl following him.
These were the Dragon Lord, the Snake Grandmother, and their granddaughter, Meng Yiran. Since the thousand-year Cockscomb Phoenix-Tailed Serpent they had initially tracked had escaped, they were now hunting this thousand-year Man-Faced Demon Spider. It was even more suitable for their granddaughter!
Fu Ye and Zhu Zhuqing arrived at the cave of the Magic Dragon. It was a deep cavern where the creature was likely resting. Such beasts usually hunted at night. A Magic Dragon with a trace of true dragon blood possessed combat strength roughly double its actual age.
"Suihan, Tianhong, go flush that little brat out."
Fu Ye released his martial soul, the Godly Thought Sword Casket. Each sword within had its own spirit and could follow simple commands.
Swish! Swish!
One red and one blue divine sword plunged into the cave. Within a minute, the ground began to tremble.
"ROAR!!!!!"
A piercing dragon roar echoed from within, followed by a massive black shadow lunging toward the sky.
"Great Crimson Lotus Hell: Ice Seal."
Fu Ye whispered. The Suihan Sword erupted with a terrifying ice-blue glow, piercing straight into the Magic Dragon's spine.
BOOM!!!
The dragon was frozen instantly, leaving only its head exposed as its massive body crashed to the ground.