Inside the Ten Thousand Beasts City, the beast crowds bustled and clamored.
A golden-eyed woman wrapped in coarse cloth swept her gaze across everything on the streets and nodded inwardly.
Sure enough, nothing had changed.
This was still the Ten Thousand Beasts City she remembered—where bloodline reigned supreme and lineage was king.
Seeing the familiar sights, the woman was overcome with emotion.
"In my last life, that bastard tricked me. The daughter of the Dragon King of all beasts, and I let myself be kept as a pet, happily gulping down a few spirit pills every day. I brought utter shame to the beast race!"
The golden-eyed woman muttered a curse under her breath.
Just thinking about it made her furious.
Three years ago, a fragment of future memory suddenly appeared in her mind—not only her father's whereabouts, but also the method to awaken her bloodline. In that future, because she was still in her juvenile form and had not yet developed intelligence, she had ended up wandering the Central Province, where that scoundrel happened to pick her up and keep her as a pet for three whole years!
From then on, every time they met someone, it was the three-step routine: unleash the hounds, feed the pills, and hide away.
But that wasn't even the worst part.
The worst part was that the bastard was a perverted little-girl fetishist!
Although, with his help, she had still become the Beast King...
But... who the hell wants to be treated like a dog?
No point dwelling on the past.
"That said... that guy actually got surrounded and killed..."
The golden-eyed woman murmured softly.
If she hadn't wasted so much time seeking out a way to activate her bloodline the moment she awakened her past-life wisdom, she would have definitely gone over and stuck her oar in!
But it didn't matter.
Word from the Central Province said that the bastard had apparently shown up again in the Jiuyou Ruins, stirring up a bloody storm.
Ao Xue wasn't surprised in the slightest.
In her future memories, that guy was always like that—like an unkillable cockroach.
If he actually died, now that would be the real surprise.
"But that works out, too."
A cold glint flashed in Ao Xue's eyes.
"Once I find my father and have him personally take action, we'll catch that bastard, tie him up at the city gate, and let him taste what it's like being kept as a pet!"
"Heh heh..."
The golden-eyed girl let out a sinister chuckle as she walked, her mind already racing with ideas for how she'd torment the scoundrel who kept her as a pet for three years.
From now on, she would return like lightning!
"Prepare to welcome your king."
Ao Xue curled her lips, pulled her coarse robe tighter, and soon vanished into the crowd.
Little did she know, two pairs of eyes were watching her from afar.
"So that's the Dragon King's daughter?"
Mo Shisan scratched his head and looked at Mo Yu beside him. "Doesn't seem all that smart to me."
Mo Yu followed her retreating figure and said coldly,
"Whether she's smart or not doesn't matter. What matters is that she has a father who can fight toe-to-toe with True Immortals—and that father is still alive."
"If we build a good relationship with her, it'll bring us great benefits."
In the original story, Ao Xue's beast tribe was one of the key forces against the later-stage Mo family.
But from the looks of it, she probably hadn't run into the male lead yet.
Which meant he still had a chance.
"Come on. Let's go meet the Dragon King's daughter." Mo Yu said, then stepped toward the direction Ao Xue had vanished.
Mo Shisan's eyes flickered, and he followed.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Ye Shu and the Little Fairy Doctor strolled through the Ten Thousand Beasts City like they were on a spring outing—completely at ease, arms linked, walking side by side, stopping here and there to admire the local beast-tribe customs.
After all... they didn't really know what else to do.
Ye Shu didn't even know why he'd come to the Ten Thousand Beasts City. Honestly, there was probably no need at all.
The beast tribe's business was none of his concern.
He couldn't care less.
But Mo Yu asked him to come, so he came.
Still, this trip wasn't a total loss.
At least he got to see Little Beast again after so long apart. Seeing that she'd grown up and was doing well was enough.
"Just treat this as a honeymoon."
Watching Xia Hanmo cling to his arm, looking around excitedly with a smile that never left her face, Ye Shu sighed quietly.
It was time to make it up to her a little.
"Ta-da-da-da-da! Look at this!"
Xia Hanmo picked up a little sugar figurine and held it up in front of Ye Shu, pouting playfully. "Let's share a sugar figurine, just like in the romance stories—one bite for you, one bite for me, and then we meet in the middle with a kiss!"
After saying that, even her face flushed red.
Maybe because it was so rare for her to get out and have fun, she wasn't as restrained or cautious as usual.
"Alright, alright. Sugar figurine it is."
Ye Shu smiled and agreed, leaning down slightly to bite into one side of the figurine. Xia Hanmo's heart felt like it was about to leap out of her chest. She hurriedly lowered her head and opened her mouth to bite the other side.
But she was too hasty, biting down too fast.
By the time they were supposed to meet in the middle with a kiss, she couldn't stop herself in time—she bit down hard and tore a piece of skin right off Ye Shu's lip.
Old Ye wasn't about to take that lying down.
In an instant, he lunged like a hungry tiger and bit back with force, leaving a mark on Xia Hanmo's lip as well.
The two of them, having just gnawed each other's mouths, stared at each other—then suddenly burst into uproarious laughter, clutching the wooden sticks of the sugar figurines, doubling over and swaying with laughter, completely forgetting themselves.
At first glance, they looked like a pair of love-struck young lovers.
Not far away, behind a sugar-cake stall, Jiang Xin lurked in the shadows, watching the laughing pair. She was grinding her teeth so hard she could have drawn blood.
"That shameless pair!"
She grabbed a piece of candy from the stall and bit into it viciously. "Shameless! Disgusting!"
She'd never even gone shopping with that heartless man herself!
Jealousy made her teeth ache!
Jiang Mingyue, perched on top of her head, wasn't faring any better. Her big eyes narrowed as she coldly stared at Xia Hanmo.
That woman kept seducing her man.
This one already deserved death!
And all of this—Ye Shu, thoroughly enjoying his shopping trip—had no idea about any of it.
He just wanted to spend some good time with Xia Hanmo.
It wasn't until the sun set and the night fell that the two of them, still reluctant to leave, found an inn in the city to rest.
The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Ye Shu was just washing his feet, about to get into bed, when Xia Hanmo suddenly spoke up.
"Ye Shu, do you know that little purple-haired girl we saw outside the city today?"
Ye Shu froze. "Why do you ask?"
"Do you think I didn't notice?" Xia Hanmo stepped forward, looking down at him. "Even though we were out playing the whole time, our route always stayed right behind that girl."
She stamped her foot, her tone confident.
"Even the inn we checked into—it's right next to hers."
"Uh... maybe it's just a coincidence?"
Ye Shu scratched his head awkwardly.
Seeing that he wouldn't spill, Xia Hanmo didn't get angry. Instead, she bent down, reached out her soft hands, and began washing his feet for him. "Since you played with me in town all day today, I'll let you off the hook."
"But... hehe..."
Xia Hanmo looked up, a sly, mischievous smile spreading across her face. "This inn has terrible soundproofing, you know. If the two of us make some noise in bed... the neighbors will hear every bit of it."
She flicked her right hand at the strap on her shoulder, her voice dripping with seduction.
"My dear husband, time for bed."
Whoosh~
Xia Hanmo flicked her finger, and the candle went out, plunging the room into darkness.
So quiet you could hear six people's breathing.
Wait... six people?
Ye Shu jolted in shock and sat bolt upright.
In the pitch-black room, five pairs of eyes glowed—some from outside the window, some from beneath the bed, some from the rafters.
Twelve eyes met each other.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
