On the morning of the fourth day, Zhu Zhuqing—who had been bedridden for the past three days—finally regained some mobility, though her limping gait still looked a little unsteady.
"Little kitten, how are you feeling?" Fu Ye watched her with a hint of pride, his lips curling into a smirk as he took in her stubborn expression.
Seizing the moment she let her guard down, he stepped forward and pulled her into his arms, his hand gently caressing her still slightly swollen belly. The touch made her cheeks flush crimson.
After all, he has the Dragon God bloodline. Everything about him was a supreme supplement for soul masters with beast-type martial souls.
"Hmph, it's all your fault. No matter how much you give, it's never enough," she muttered, trying—and failing—to push him away.
The past few days had been nothing short of absurd. Just thinking about the things she'd done in her dazed state made her want to dig a hole and bury herself in it.
"Tsk, I wonder who was the one clinging to me, whining that it wasn't enough?"
Zhu Zhuqing immediately pounced on him, covering his mouth with her fair hands. "Don't you dare say another word, or I'll—!"
Seeing her flustered expression, Fu Ye chuckled but obliged. Even though he'd thoroughly claimed her, she was still easily embarrassed in public.
When they descended to the inn's dining area, they found Dai Mubai sitting alone, his expression desolate as he mechanically ate his meal.
Neither of them paid him much attention. Fu Ye spared him a brief glance, while Zhu Zhuqing treated him as nothing more than a passerby.
After the events of the past three days, sitting in Fu Ye's lap no longer fazed her—she had grown far more comfortable with his touch.
Just as they were ordering food, Dai Mubai finally noticed them.
The moment his eyes landed on Zhu Zhuqing, a flicker of life returned to his gaze—only to vanish instantly when he saw Fu Ye's large hand stroking her slightly rounded belly.
As an experienced man, Dai Mubai immediately pieced together the situation. The two had been secluded for three days straight. And now, this…
His mind blanked. In his daze, he accidentally shoved his food into his nostrils without even realizing it.
Fu Ye and Zhu Zhuqing continued their playful banter, completely ignoring Dai Mubai's hollow stare.
Less than half an hour later, the couple finished their meal.
"Zhuqing, are you full?"
Zhu Zhuqing stiffened at his question. "No! You've been… feeding me for three days straight. Any more and I won't be able to handle!"
"I meant the food. We're heading out to hunt your spirit ring now."
Finally, Dai Mubai—who had endured three days of torment—snapped.
"AHHHHH!!! DAMN IT! DAMN IT ALL!!!"
"WHY?! WHY MUST FATE PLAY SUCH A CRUEL JOKE ON ME?!"
His anguished screams faded into the distance as he sprinted madly toward Shrek Academy.
Dai Mubai: (╥﹏╥) WAAAH—
Fu Ye: Hehehe.
Zhu Zhuqing: (⊙﹏⊙) …No comment.
This time, Fu Ye had to give Dai Mubai some credit.
Though not much of a man, he was at least sharp enough to figure things out.
…
Star Dou Forest
The Star Dou Forest was a vast, untamed wilderness.
From afar, it resembled an endless emerald ocean—towering ancient trees stretched toward the heavens, their dense canopies blotting out the sky.
Sunlight struggled through the gaps in the foliage, casting dappled patterns of gold upon the forest floor.
Moss clung to the thick trunks, and the ground was blanketed with layers of fallen leaves and rich humus, soft and springy underfoot.
Fu Ye had returned, though not to visit Ah Wu and the others. It wasn't time for that yet—he'd save that reunion for another day.
'Rustle—'
The moment they arrived, Fu Ye expanded his spiritual sense. For someone of his power, locating a suitable spirit beast was child's play.
Within moments, he found the perfect candidate for Zhu Zhuqing's third spirit ring.
"Brother Fu Ye, what kind of spirit beast are you planning for me?"
By now, Zhu Zhuqing had mostly recovered, though her movements were still slightly stiff.
"Found it already—a three-thousand-year-old Dark Night Dragon. It carries a trace of true dragon blood, so its quality is exceptional."
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes widened. 'That fast? We had only just arrived!'
"Come, I'll take you to absorb its ring first."
With that, Fu Ye swept her into his arms, and the two vanished from sight.
Elsewhere in the Forest, a three-meter-long shadow darted frantically through the undergrowth, pursued by a tall figure wielding a dragon-headed cane.
"Damn beast, you're fast!"
The pursuer—Dragon Duke Meng Shu—glanced back at his wife and granddaughter, who were trailing closely behind.
Their original target, a thousand-year-old Cockatoo, had escaped. But fate had granted them an even better alternative: a Thousand-Year Man-Faced Demon Spider—far more suited for Meng Yiran!
"Grandma, should we speed up?"
"No need. Your grandfather is a Soul Douluo. He can handle it."
Fu Ye brought Zhu Zhuqing to a deep, cavernous den where the Dark Night Dragon lay in slumber.
As a nocturnal predator, the Dark Night Dragon was at its weakest during the day. Yet, even in its dormant state, its power—enhanced by its true dragon lineage—far surpassed that of ordinary spirit beasts of the same age.
This was precisely why elite soul masters sought out high-quality spirit rings: the benefits were incomparable.
"Frostwater, Skyblaze—kill him."
Fu Ye summoned his Divine Sword Box, releasing two spirit swords—one icy blue, the other blazing red. Each sword possessed its own sentience, capable of understanding his commands.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The twin blades shot into the cave. Moments later, the ground trembled violently.
"ROOOOAR—!!!"
A piercing draconic shriek echoed as a massive, shadowy figure erupted from the cave, soaring into the sky.
"Ice-Crimson Lotus Hell."
Fu Ye's voice was calm as the Frostwater Sword erupted with an icy radiance, striking the Dark Night Dragon's spine.
"BOOM—!"
The beast's body froze solid, leaving only its head mobile before it crashed to the ground.
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