Peerless Beauty: Picking Up a Beast as My Husband

Afterwards, Ye Huasheng wandered around the city for a long time. Yanze City has a lot of red copper mines, so there are low-level weapon refiners in the city. The spiritual weapons they refine are sent to the army in the palace and various families in exchange for generous rewards. Of course, they can also take out a few of their own satisfactory works to sell.

Therefore, besides the many vendors selling spirit herbs, the most common items on the street were low-level spirit artifacts. Unfortunately, after looking for a long time, none of them caught Ye Huasheng's eye.

Seeing that it was getting late, it was time to go back to find Yun Che. But where was Yun Che at this moment?

"It's getting dark, why hasn't Feng Hua come back yet? Is she lost?" Yun Che waited outside with a concerned expression.

Standing to his left and right were two people: his second maternal uncle, Yun Churong, and his eldest maternal uncle, Yun Chuzhen, the city lord of Yanze City.

“Xiao Che, as cultivators, we shouldn’t get lost, right? Besides, the City Lord’s Mansion is so big, he can easily find out the way by asking anyone.” Yun Chuzhen scratched his head and said seriously.

“Uncle, do you think Feng Hua looks as fierce as you? He looks like a young boy. There are all kinds of people in the city these days. Won’t others take advantage of his youth?” Yun Che said sincerely.

Yun Chuzhen: What? Me? His face was fierce. "Xiao Che, you didn't used to talk to me like that. You've changed." Of course, this was only what Yun Chuzhen truly thought.

"It's all Second Uncle's fault. He's so old and still so rude. He must have made Feng Hua angry. I hope Feng Hua won't not come back."

Yun Churong: "??? Why is he being criticized even though he's just waiting here obediently for his older brother?"

The guards beside them were all bewildered as to who these three people were, that someone of the level of the city lord of Yanze City would personally come to greet them!

"Xiao Che, why are you waiting here? I wandered around a bit longer and came back late." A male voice was heard from afar, and then a young man appeared in front of them in an instant. It was Ye Huasheng, who had been using his spiritual power because he was tired from walking around.

The guards were alarmed. This young man was incredibly fast; he must be quite strong!

A look of joy appeared in Yun Che's eyes:

"Feng Hua, you're back!" Ye Huasheng didn't even have time to reply.

Then he saw the man next to Yun Che, who had a fierce look on his face, looking at him excitedly.

"Kid, your cultivation is not low. Take my move." Then, a powerful fist struck Ye Huasheng. At such close range, Ye Huasheng did not even retreat. He instantly gathered his spiritual power in his hand and met the opponent's fist. However, his attack was sudden, and Ye Huasheng did not have time to use his full strength.

With a bang, the spiritual energy dissipated instantly after the collision. Ye Huasheng took two steps back, and Yun Chuzhen also took one step back.

Then, a look of surprise flashed in Yun Chuzhen's eyes. People who cultivate spiritual power have fragile bodies, while the Yun family cultivates both internal and external strength. So don't underestimate his small punch. Even if he suppresses his strength to the level of a Saint Spirit cultivator, this strike is still mixed with physical power.

"Good lad, you're in good shape. But Xiao Che said you're at the Saint Spirit level, it seems you're more than that now." Yun Chuzhen's tone was full of praise. Yun Che only remembered that Ye Huasheng had broken through to the Saint Spirit level before he fainted, and he didn't know what happened afterward.

However, Ye Huasheng was also puzzled. She had clearly summoned the Nine Spirits when she returned earlier. Since she had used spiritual power, how could Yun Che not see it?

Ye Huasheng naturally realized that Yun Chuzhen simply wanted to spar with her, and his praise was genuine. This now confirmed one thing: the Yun family's genes were indeed like this. However, she still asked some questions:

"Senior, you flatter me. It was just a fluke. But, senior, can't you tell my level now?" Calling Yun Chuzhen "senior" is not an exaggeration. He had just revealed his strength as a third-level Spirit Master.

"Are you carrying some kind of magical artifact to conceal your cultivation level? Also, was my attack too fast and you didn't use your full strength? If it's a good magical artifact, I wouldn't be able to tell your level unless you use your full power."

"A magical artifact?" Ye Huasheng murmured to herself. She hadn't gained anything extra after leaving the ruins, so she couldn't think of anything. But this was a good thing; it would make it easier for her to play dumb and outsmart others in the future.

Seeing that the two were still talking, Yun Che stepped forward:

"Uncle, Feng Hua hasn't eaten yet. As for what level Feng Hua is, she will become the most powerful person on this continent sooner or later."

"Nephew, how did you know?"

"I just knew it," Yun Che said proudly, as if he himself had become the number one person on this continent. Ye Huasheng would never know that when Yun Che's words came true today, she would lose him. No, perhaps it wasn't losing him; he would just continue to accompany her in a different way. And all they could do now was cherish the present.

After dinner, Ye Huasheng sat alone in the pavilion outside to rest.

With no one around, she muttered to herself: "After leaving the ruins, I only gained one more thing."

"Mu Feng, is that you?" As she spoke, she remembered Mu Feng's human form from the daytime.

“You only took human form for a short while before disappearing. Did the contract fail to heal your injuries? Your injuries were so severe. Do you still feel pain? If you need any spiritual objects to help heal, you must tell me so we can go find them. If you are injured for too long, it will leave a hidden ailment that won't heal easily.”

As Mu Feng listened to Ye Huasheng's concerned words in the pet space, he felt a mix of emotions. He had carved out his own territory through ruthless battles. People in the upper realm only knew him as cruel, bloodthirsty, ruthless, and uncompromising. But they didn't know that if he showed weakness, he would be the one to die. When he finally became the fearsome Wind Venerable, who would dare to ask him if he was in pain?

When asked this question today, he suddenly felt a dull ache in the places where he had been injured before.

Then, the woman said:

“Signing a contract with a spirit beast is ultimately a matter of mutual consent. You were seriously injured that day, and I couldn’t bear to see you fall into the hands of bad people, so I signed a contract with you. You could be considered someone I picked up. If you really don’t want to be bound, the Nine Spirits’ inheritance records that an equal contract can be dissolved. When it grows up a bit more, it will know how to dissolve it, and then I will set you free.”

Mu Feng: "??? What the hell is this damned woman saying? You should be praying to the gods for being able to form a contract with me, and now! She actually wants to throw me away!!"

"I, the esteemed Lord of the Abyss of Asura, have no need for your charity!"

Mu Fengqi instantly transformed into human form and stood in front of Ye Huasheng.

"Mumu Feng, you can turn into a human again."

"Little thing, now that you've signed a contract with me, you're mine from now on." So stop thinking about all that nonsense.

Ye Huasheng's eyes widened as she listened to his domineering declaration.

"What! Yours! I should be the master, okay? This stray beast is really troublesome!" Can I return it...?

"With me here, let alone a mere third-level Spirit Sect Master, even Spirit Kings and Spirit Venerables wouldn't be able to discern your cultivation level unless you unleash your full power," Mu Feng said to himself.

Seeing his arrogant demeanor, Ye Huasheng's words of gratitude, which were on the tip of her tongue, turned into something meaningless.

"Thank you."

Upon hearing this, Mu Feng stepped forward, pinched Ye Huasheng's face, and then suddenly leaned close, saying before Ye Huasheng could react:

"Little thing, cultivate diligently." Then he disappeared again.

"Why do I feel like you're the master???" Where is my authority?! Ye Huasheng didn't realize that her way of interacting with Mu Feng wasn't like that of a master and a spirit beast, but rather like that of a human interacting with another human.