Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shen Ying’s eyes sparkled. She walked toward the shore and picked up the fish tail, which was as long as half a human’s body. Out of habit, she turned and asked, “Director, do you know to… Nevermind,” she swallowed her words. “I can eat seafood raw.”
She raised the sword she received from Yi Feng and sliced the fish’s tail into sashimi.
Yi Feng’s were already wide, but at that moment they widened further. What is she doing? Is she really going to eat it?
Holy shit!
She’s really going to eat it!
“Come, join me,” Shen Ying waved at him.
“…” I’m not going to eat that with you! So you were really thinking of eating the beasts when you asked if they could be eaten earlier?
Wait a moment!
Spirit Master, what are you doing? Where did that plate come from?
Why are you plating the sashimi for her? Don’t forget that you’re a beast yourself!
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Yi Feng had regained his composure after much difficulty, but he lost it once again.
Everything that happened in the last minute was a dream. Yes! This must be a dream! No cultivator would treat spirit beasts as food. Even if they did, they would not come all the way to Mirage Sea to look for them!
“Thank you, Furball,” Shen Ying patted the man in front of her, who was plating her sashimi and arranging them nicely so they looked more appetizing.
Bai Ze hesitated. Out of habit, he turned his back toward her, but did not brush her hand away. He lowered his head and allowed the redness of his face to spread to the roots of his hair.
Shen Ying was full. She turned and scanned the seafood on the shore, then exclaimed, “It’s such a waste to leave all of this here. Director, do you have those bags that can store many things and keep food fresh?”
Yi Feng stared back at her blankly. He forced himself to think. What bag? A storage bag?
You’re not just going to eat the beast – you want to keep the flesh for later?
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“There’s so much seafood. It’ll be great if I can bring some back so that Chef can cook for me,” she muttered to herself.
As soon as she finished speaking, a blue bag appeared before her eyes.
Shen Ying’s eyes sparkled once again. She grabbed the bag and faced the man who had his head lowered, “Thanks, Furball.”
She walked toward the seafood and grabbed handfuls of meat, chucking them into the storage bag. What a catch!
Bai Ze stood still with his head lowered.
A moment later, a low voice drifted toward her.
“You’re… welcome.”
Shen Ying thought the storage bag was the world’s greatest invention. It had so much space and it could keep food fresh. Anything she put in would still be in its original state when she took it out later. It was a must-have for family vacations. She must have stuffed hundreds of handfuls of seafood into the bag before it became full. She patted the bag contently and turned to make her way back. She made a mental note to ask for a similar storage bag from Father Niu.
By the time she had finished packing her seafood, Yi Feng had been sitting on a rock, staring blankly into space for over an hour. He glanced at her and subconsciously took a step back.
“Sect… Sect Master Shen,” he suddenly understood the fear that the Xuan Yuan Family and Yin Family felt when they saw her. Now, his legs were jelly as well. That move was… too scary!
“Director, thank you for your sword,” Shen Ying handed the sword in her hands back to Yi Feng.
Yi Feng’s heart pounded, “Don’t… don’t mention it.” The sword suddenly felt extremely heavy. If it weren’t his intrinsic dharmic artifact, he would throw it out.
“Where should we go next?” Shen Ying asked.
Yi Feng paused, “It’s getting dark. Should we… head back?”
Shen Ying tilted her head. She had enough food. “But you haven’t found a pet.”
A… pet?
“Sect… Sect Master Shen, thank you for your consideration. I’m… in no hurry.” She killed hundreds of thousands of water beasts with just a wave of her sword. If they carried on, there would be no more beasts left in the Mirage Sea.
“Well…” Shen Yin fell silent. She felt bad. Suddenly, her eyes widened as if she thought of something brilliant, “Wait for a while.”
She turned around and ran into the forest. After a few seconds, they heard sounds of slashing coming from inside the forest. The trees bent outward, opening a lane on which Shen Ying walked out. She was holding something in her hand.
She gave it a shake and threw a black, strong beast onto the floor in front of Yi Feng.
“Is this okay?” she asked seriously.
“Demonic… Demonic Wyrm!” Yi Feng grimaced as he studied the writhing wyrm. “Sect… Sect Master Shen, flood dragons may be comparable to immortal beasts, but… they’re demonic after all. I’m training in the Immortal Dao. It’s not appropriate for me to adopt a demonic beast as my pet.”
“Oh…” Shen Ying nodded. She looked at the demonic wyrm, “So demonic beasts are useless?” They can’t even be adopted as pets.
The group: “…”
“Forget it, let’s eat it!”
“Er…”
“No, Great Immortal!” The wyrm which had been playing dead suddenly bounced off the floor and contracted its tail. Tears flowed from its eyes, “I… I haven’t become a full demon. Look at my right eye – half of it is still black.”
It turned its head to show Shen Ying its right eye. Indeed, while half of its eye was red, the other half was still black.
“Great Immortal, please show me mercy. I will not train to be a demon anymore… no more!” It shook its head furiously as tears continued to flow. With no response from Shen Ying, the demonic wyrm turned to Yi Feng and pleaded, “I will not do bad things again. I’m willing to… willing to enter a master-servant contract with you to become your pet, Fellow Daoist. I will be a very, very obedient pet!”
Yi Feng: “…” I want to contract a spirit beast, not a pet.
“Are you willing to get rid of your demonic bones and dissipate all your demonic Qi?” Bai Ze suddenly asked in a low voice.
“I am, I am, I am,” the wyrm nodded. It did not want to be eaten. Human cultivators were so scary; it dared not go to the Azure World to feed on humans again.
“Good,” Bai Ze lowered his gaze and slammed his palm into the wyrm’s head. Flashes of red and white light shot out of his palm and into the wyrm’s heart.
The demonic wyrm let out a piercing scream and writhed around on the sand. The black demonic Qi around its body dissipated and its skin split and flaked, revealing fresh blood underneath it, as if it were shedding. It greatly reduced in size, but new skin grew atop its exposed flash. Green scales formed all over its body.
Within two minutes, the wyrm had gotten rid of all of its demonic bones and had become a little green wyrm. It no longer had the black horn on its head. Its cultivation level also dropped nearly by half – it was now a thirteenth-level beast, just like the Cloud-Bearing Beast.
“Form your contract!” Bai Ze instructed.
“Huh?” Yi Feng hesitated. “Oh.”
He quickly used both of his hands to conjure the contract seal while he recited a long curse under his breath. A golden contract array appeared on the green wyrm’s body as a flash of gold light spread throughout the wyrm’s body. The wyrm stayed motionless, not daring to resist.
The gold light covered the wyrm’s body entirely and disappeared into it, leaving behind a golden contract mark on its forehead.
The contract was formed!
The entire process had taken Yi Feng less than ten minutes. This was the fastest, smoothest and simplest contract-formation process Yi Feng had been through. What was more amazing was that he had contracted with a thirteenth-level spirit beast which had the potential to turn into a dragon in the future. And the contract was a… master-servant one.
He subconsciously felt his warm forehead. A master-servant contract: If the master dies, the servant follows; the master’s injuries would be borne by the servant. It was a destructive contract that even low-level spirit beasts were unwilling to enter, much less high-level ones like the green wyrm.
Yi Feng formed a spirit contract with a flood dragon!
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Was he… dreaming?