The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

Two years later.

The warm sunlight was like a leaping golden elf, playfully jumping from the window sill to the spotless ground, and then sprinkling on the shoulders of the child who was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, meditating.

"Bang bang." Accompanied by a few muffled sounds of knocking on the door, Miaomiao gradually woke up from her cultivation state.

Hearing the familiar noise at the door, he looked helpless and rolled up his robe and got out of bed.

As he went down, he shouted, "Here I come, stop banging on the door. If you bang on it a few more times it's going to break."

He trotted to open the door, his dark hair swaying like a waterfall as he moved. The pale golden light of the sun crystal cast a hazy sheen on it, revealing its smoothness and suppleness. Hidden among the inky black hair was a small, snow-white face, shrouded in a soft, shimmering light, almost dazzlingly beautiful.

Ever since it reached waist length, Miaomiao's hair hadn't grown any longer, as if this were its natural state of perfection. Xing Yue couldn't figure out the cause, so he asked Sang Mo to examine it, but the conclusion he came to was that Miaomiao had a unique physique. It wasn't a major downside, but it just made taking care of herself a lot more difficult.

When you open the door, fresh air rushes in, mixed with the rich fragrance of flowers from the surrounding flower fields, making you want to take a deep breath.

A huge figure stood in front of the door, and the shadow it cast easily submerged the child who opened the door.

Standing at the doorway was, as expected, the massive, golden-eyed tiger he was so familiar with. Over three meters tall, its body, even motionless, resembled a fortress. Its limbs and back were covered in powerful, solid muscles, making every movement explosive. The patterns on its body crisscrossed like golden lightning, complementing its golden eyes and exuding a natural majesty and dominance.

In terms of appearance alone, tiger-like mythical beasts are truly blessed, combining furry cuteness with a sense of nimble strength. Miaomiao has met many new mythical beast friends in the past two years, but his favorite is still Ajin.

Seeing that he finally opened the door, Ajin let out a low growl and swept his tail behind him, as if he was dissatisfied with the delay.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault. I was so engrossed in my training that I forgot the time. I won't do it again next time."

Miaomiao knew he had missed the deadline, which was why Ajin had come to the cabin to find him. Apology-wise, he stood on tiptoe and rubbed Ajin's head vigorously, his soft palm stroking from the "king" character to the fangs and then to the chin.

The big cat squinted slightly under his touch, snored loudly, and forgave him reluctantly.

Today they are going to the forest to look for a special plant called marigold.

This flower only grows in the shadows of the forest and is extremely alert, disguising itself if it senses unfamiliar magical fluctuations. While it's a fourth-tier eudemons, its flowers often grow in clusters, allowing even eudemons several tiers higher to fight it.

Ajin is not afraid of them, but he is worried that he can't find them.

Marigolds excel at hiding themselves rather than fighting. Even if approached very close, the scent they emit is no stronger than that of roadside weeds. This is a unique talent bestowed upon plant-type mythical beasts.

In order to find them, Ajin had to ask Miaomiao for help. Miaomiao was naturally very sensitive to magic, and was more cautious and delicate than Ajin. Most importantly, almost no fantasy beast would reject his aura.

Ajin was very supportive of Hu and Hua, thinking that if it was Miaomiao, Yinzhanhua would not only not hide, but would also pounce on her actively.

Human catnip is just that.

Miaomiao touched the tiger a few times and was still savoring the touch of its fur when the tiger's thick and long tail suddenly wrapped around her waist and gently tossed her onto the tiger's solid back.

"Roar!" Ajin bent down slightly and exerted strength with his limbs.

Hold on tight, it's about to go!

The Crescent Lake was beautiful and peaceful under the sunlight. The giant tiger carrying the child leaped dozens of meters and dived into the forest. The branches on both sides trembled under the pressure of the overflowing magic power.

The shadows of the trees passed quickly overhead. Miaomiao hugged the giant tiger's neck, which was thicker than her waist, and leaned her whole body against its back. As she rose and fell, she could sense Ajin's uncontrollable magic power overflowing.

Just half a year ago, Ajin, who had been stuck at the peak of the tenth level for decades, finally found his opportunity and broke through to the eleventh level in one fell swoop.

Even in the Lost Forest, the eleventh level was undoubtedly the king. Its breakthrough immediately attracted the attention of mythical beasts from all directions.

The realm that Ajin had just broken through was not stable, and he might fall back if hit. Even the magic power in his body often broke and dissipated.

Grandpa said this was normal, and that everyone experienced this when they first experienced a breakthrough. This was also why it was important to be in a safe place during a breakthrough.

If Ajin is besieged and seriously injured now, it is very likely that his unstable realm will drop immediately and he will never be able to break through to the eleventh level again.

It certainly cannot allow this to happen.

When he realized that his old rivals seemed to be ready to make a move and were planning a siege, Ajin made a quick decision to look for the silver marigold - a flower that was not of high rank but had a very special magic harmonizing effect, in order to shorten the period of magic chaos.

Relying on word of mouth from beasts, coupled with relentless searching across a vast area, it finally pinpointed the approximate area where the flowers grew. But its already menacing aura, now oozing with magical energy, resembled a walking tiger fragrance, announcing its presence wherever it went. The silver marigolds were so elusive that Ah Jin couldn't find them himself, so he had no choice but to ask the child for help.

Miaomiao naturally agreed to this without hesitation.

On the one hand, he can help his friend, and on the other hand, he can take the opportunity to go out for a walk.

Being locked up at home and learning this and that with Sang Mo every day, the child, after being diligent for a while, will inevitably want to slack off for a few days.

The tiger ran very fast but not bumpy. After about half an hour, its speed gradually slowed down.

Miaomiao knew that this time was coming.

It was a dense forest that looked no different from the surrounding woods. There was not even a single bird lingering there, making it seem exceptionally quiet.

When Ajin stopped, Miaomiao closed her eyes without needing to be reminded, and her whole body became very gentle and warm like an intoxicating spring breeze.

The rare and gorgeous rainbow magic that is difficult to detect with the naked eye is compressed into a thin piece of paper and spreads across a large area to all around.

At the same time, Ajin also cooperated and restrained his magic power, trying not to disturb the flowers.

The quiet forest resembles a mysterious treasure box, its hidden depths unknown. The dark brown soil is damp and thick from the constant rain, and countless plants, some tall, some short, some large, some small, grow upward, drawing vitality from it.

They are the largest and least conspicuous part of the Lost Forest, but they often possess the most unique and magical effects. Humans and mythical beasts alike crave them, viewing them as nutrients for their own growth, but not all plants are willing to be devoured.

Marigolds are like this. They have evolved the most "timid" ability - magic tentacles. Any aggressive magic will be sensed by them remotely, and they will prepare in advance and hide.

Fortunately, Ajin found the most suitable helper.

Under the shadow of the trees, pale-colored light slowly swirled around Miaomiao's body, forming circles of tangible sound waves that drifted outward. It was a gentle call, carrying the soothing and gentle breath of spring.

"Come out, come out, he won't hurt them" - this is what the breath that came from them said.

The owner of the aura was incredibly patient. Even without receiving an immediate response, he remained unhurried. He simply radiated that special magic over and over again. Over and over, he lured her again and again. Finally, in the empty space that had once seemed empty except for the large trees, a silver light suddenly flickered. Like stars dotting the deep night sky, a palm-sized flower appeared out of thin air.

Its entire body is a mysterious silver-gray, each part shimmering with a shimmering light upon closer inspection. Its flower, shaped like a delicate wine glass with a slightly outward-curling rim, exudes a delicate fragrance. Its stem is slender and tough, a deep green color covered in fine hairs. Its leaves are long and narrow, with slightly serrated edges and a similarly light silvery fuzz.

As soon as it appeared, Jin felt the magic power emanating from his body calm down a bit. Although it was very slight, it was real!

A Jinhu's face suddenly showed joy. It really was Marigold! And it really worked!

It suddenly turned around, wanting to tell Miaomiao, who still had her eyes closed, that it had succeeded, but its peripheral vision suddenly became bright.

Ajin looked up and his breath suddenly trembled.

Behind the first silver marigold, clusters and puffs of silver light lit up one after another! The dark forest instantly merged into a sea of ​​stars, illuminating Ah Jinhu's face with confusion.

Hundreds? Thousands? Tens of thousands?

It is innumerable.

A breeze blew, and countless silver flowers swayed gently like small wine glasses filled with light. Miaomiao opened her eyes and sensed their joyful and lively emotions from the wind.

Even though they are afraid of anything that might harm them from the outside world, they still appear in response to the call.

"I like—I like—I like you—"

Silver light poured down like rain, and the flowers that suddenly appeared in groups rushed forward with a liveliness that was inconsistent with their racial characteristics. They crowded around the child and even ignored his mount, Ajin.

Although I had expected the silver marigolds to get close to Miaomiao before coming here, the reality was far more shocking than I had imagined - this group of flowers almost snatched Miaomiao away from Ajin's back!

Ah Jin: “?”

The initial joy quickly faded, and it was now a little annoyed.

It was true that it really needed the marigolds, but it was obvious that Ajin did not take the wishes of these plants, which were much more fragile than it, seriously. What it cared about more at the moment was that they actually wanted to snatch Miaomiao away, and they wanted to snatch her away in front of it?

None of the mythical beasts that occupy a part of the Lost Forest can tolerate such provocation.

It narrowed its eyes slightly, and as its agitation grew, golden flashes gradually appeared around its body. Terrifying energy was contained within it, emitting a destructive might.

But before the flash of light condensed into shape, Miaomiao, feeling something was wrong, opened her eyes first and patted it gently on the back.

No magic was used, and no words were spoken.

Just with this simple soothing touch, the restless tiger gradually calmed down.

It felt the soothing breath that belonged only to Miaomiao, which continuously flowed into its body through his palm. The restless emotions were almost instantly eliminated, and its heart was so peaceful that it seemed as if it could enter a state of meditation at any time.

The giant tiger gradually relaxed its muscles and slowly crouched down.

Miaomiao sat up straight on its back.

The flowers pressed close to him, their uniquely refreshing scent permeating the air, as if to infuse him completely. He stroked a few blossoms that had struggled to squeeze past their companions and bloomed in front of him, whispering, "Hello."

The flowers swayed before him, and the wine glasses jingled like bells.

Miaomiao felt their love and curiosity towards her.

Who are you? Where are you from? Why are you here? Can you stay forever?

He chuckled and pointed at Ajin beneath him: "This is my friend. I came to you for him. He needs help. If you can help him heal his leaked magic power, we can exchange it for this piece of raw wood crystal."

He stretched out his hand and opened his palm, revealing a hexagonal crystal block that was green and seemed to have light flowing inside.

This is one of Ajin's collection. It is incompatible with his own lightning attributes, so it has been kept until now.

When Miaomiao heard it was asking for help from the silver marigolds, she suggested using this as a bargaining chip. Compared to common crystal ores like fire and water, the mildest and most suitable for absorption, the original wood crystal, was much rarer, and high-purity original wood crystal was even more precious. The silver marigolds weren't stupid and understood the value of this ore.

After showing her sincerity, Miaomiao waited patiently for Yinzhanhua's response.

Large clusters of flowers on the ground collided with each other. There were so many of them that they had piled up in the air. Illuminated by the sunlight filtering through the shade of the trees, they refracted countless rays of light outward like crystal lamps.

The soft petals rub against each other, making a rustling sound, as if they were whispering and talking.

Soon, they reached a consensus.

The few silver marigolds in front of Miaomiao seemed to have received some signal and made a human-like "nod" gesture to Miaomiao in a humane way.

Then, the blooming sea of ​​flowers split into two halves. One part of the flowers gently rolled up Miaomiao, carried him to the side and put him away, while the other part gathered around Ajin's body not too far away, as if they were willing to help but ready to escape at any time.

It turns out that she is not afraid. Miaomiao curled her eyes.

But Ajin, who was surrounded, had a different feeling at this moment.

Soothed by Miaomiao's miraculous, tranquilizing aura, it lay motionless on the ground. Now, it was enveloped by the smoke-like wisps of white vapor rising from the slender, curling silver petals of the silver marigold. Because of its sheer volume, the vapor gradually coalesced into a thick cloud, rising from the ground and completely engulfing Ajin's towering form.

It felt as if it had fallen into a tranquil stream, and the chaotic magic was being pulled back to its correct position one by one.

The harmonizing effect released by such a vast amount of Marigolds far surpassed the effect of simply finding a few and consuming them, or rather, it was something that others could not even imagine. Marigolds, which were difficult to find even just one or two, now provided a continuous supply of soothing relief in their vast quantities.

The huge number of them bridged the gap between the levels, and Ajin's originally very long period of magic confusion during his promotion was shortened rapidly under their influence... After an unknown amount of time, it suddenly stood up straight, with dazzling golden flashes crackling all over its body, and roared to the sky.

The sky shook.

The weak animals were stimulated and fled in panic, and the birds on the treetops fluttered into the sky.

Miaomiao sat in the sea of ​​flowers and looked over, but Ajin was no longer on the ground.

A large and terrifying golden flash of light swirled around the giant tiger like a vortex, gradually forming a thin film-like protective shield. It actually began to practice on the spot.

The nearby light magic element became extremely dense, likely due to the influence of Ajin's aura. Once it completely harnessed the magic power for its own benefit, it would become a true eleventh-level mythical beast, capable of roaming freely even in the Lost Forest.

Miaomiao couldn't help but smile happily. Ajin had always had a deep obsession with becoming stronger, and today he finally got what he wanted.

However, before the smile could last long, the expression on the child's face suddenly froze.

His body was stiff and tense, as if he had transformed from a soft cotton doll into a stiff puppet.

He slowly lowered his head. The slender shadows of the trees fell at his feet, but they hadn't yet transformed into something much wider. A deep, dark shadow gradually emerged, like a vast swamp, completely enveloping his own shadow.

Someone was standing behind him.