Peerless Beauty: Picking Up a Beast as My Husband

Ye Huasheng, however, circled around the outskirts of Yanze City and returned to it. She was very curious about the force that had caused the spirit beasts to riot. Now, the traces left by the fleeing spirit beasts were very clear. She and Jiuling followed these traces and chased after them. The further they went in, the more the sandstorm made it impossible for them to open their eyes.

Instead of lush, green trees, a thorny tree grows here, towering into the clouds, yet without a single green leaf. Although many branches sprout from its trunk, they all grow towards the sky. The trunk is covered with nests of flying spirit beasts made of piled-up grass, and large holes have been dug out on the hills behind the trees, which are the burrows of crawling spirit beasts.

Ye Huasheng continued walking forward, and more and more nests appeared in the trees, and more and more holes appeared beside him, while the wind and sand grew stronger and stronger.

It had even formed a small tornado, which rushed straight toward Ye Huasheng, but Jiu Ling nimbly jumped away to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred.

"Master, there is quicksand."

Upon hearing this, Ye Huasheng immediately looked down at Jiuling's feet. At this moment, Jiuling's four feet had already sunk in, and were slowly engulfing its legs and body. The quicksand was soft and slippery, and Jiuling's feet could not find any footing.

With a thought, Ye Huasheng produced a long whip in his hand, which instantly wrapped around the sharp tree trunk.

"Jiuling, go back."

Just as the quicksand was about to devour Jiuling, Jiuling vanished into thin air and returned to the pet space. Although Ye Huasheng had the whip for support, half of his leg still sank in.

She exerted force with her hands, just as she was about to use the force to break free, but suddenly felt something strange about the quicksand enveloping her body, and felt a subtle flow of spiritual energy between her legs.

She and Jiuling had been walking for so long without discovering any strange power. Could it be that this power came from underground?

She held her breath, pulled the whip back, and rolled into the ground along with the quicksand.

With her eyes closed and surrounded by darkness, she didn't know how much time had passed when she felt a breeze. She opened her eyes, steadied herself, and landed straight on the ground.

Apart from having sand still on my body, I felt no other discomfort.

There really is something underground!

Within this area alone, one could sense a strange and unusual power. Although it was underground, there was a wind blowing through it; although the sun was nowhere to be seen, it was eerily bright; and it was very hot underground.

Unlike before in the ruins, this time Ye Huasheng truly felt the heat—something hotter than the black flames.

Sensing the source of this power, she slowly walked forward. There were many remains of spirit beasts on the ground. It seemed that even beasts would have to think twice before obtaining this power.

It was getting hotter and hotter. Sweat beaded on Ye Huasheng's forehead, disappearing into thin air as soon as it dripped down. She felt she couldn't go any further. Just as she hesitated to leave, suddenly, a buzzing sound came from ahead, and then she saw a red flame rushing towards her like a long dragon.

Seeing this, she was about to summon the black flames when a beast appeared before them. It was Mu Feng. Mu Feng placed his broad hand on Ye Huasheng's shoulder and gently pulled her into his arms. Then, with a flick of his long sleeve, he created a gust of wind that dispersed the flames.

Then he raised his handsome eyebrows:

"presumptuous!"

After the flames were dispersed, they quieted down for a moment, then poured out again as if unwilling to give up. Ye Huasheng looked at the sudden wave of fire, instantly mobilized all her spiritual power, and then without hesitation, she pushed Mu Feng back to block him, her small body facing the raging fire.

Mu Feng looked at the woman standing in front of him, a strange emotion flashing in his eyes.

Ye Huasheng unleashed her spiritual power. Since this fire was different from the one in the ruins and did not rely on spiritual power, why couldn't she block it with her own spiritual power? She was ready. The flames roared in, seemingly about to burn her hair. At this moment, something even redder than the flames suddenly appeared before her eyes and enveloped her tightly.

With a bang, the flames collided with it, and then the scorching red receded, revealing two fiery wings. If the color of the flames was the budding flower stamen, then the fiery wings were the brilliant, deep red of full bloom.

Ye Huasheng's gaze followed the sleek lines of the fire wings to its owner—Mu Feng.

Mu Feng was dressed entirely in black, with two fiery wings sprouting from his back, making him appear both alluring and breathtakingly beautiful. The fiery wings, after colliding with the flames, did not disperse but continued to flap, creating sparks, as if preparing for the next attack. Then, his handsome lips parted slightly:

"Little thing, although this divine elixir and bright fire is a great tonic, your strength is insufficient, and my injuries have not yet healed. I'm afraid you are not fortunate enough to enjoy it today."

Mu Feng concealed the desire for the fire in his eyes. This strange fire would greatly benefit his recovery, but he was currently unable to deal with it.

However, Ye Huasheng noticed the thought in his eyes. After only a short while, Mu Feng's hands were almost transparent, and he couldn't maintain his human form for much longer.

Ye Huasheng made a decisive decision:

"Since we can't beat it, we'll let it go for now. When I'm stronger, I'll definitely get it for you to play with." After saying that, Ye Huasheng returned the way he came, and Mu Feng also disappeared instantly, returning to his spatial dimension. As for the fire, after being repelled twice, it had already run back to its lair.

Shortly after the two left, the group found this place.

"Is this the place? There's not a soul around here. What brings Your Excellency here?"

"The spirit dog has come here, so His Majesty must have been here before. But the spirit dog has stopped moving again. Could His Majesty have disappeared again?"

"Has this spirit dog lost its sense of smell in the mortal realm? It should be able to smell His Majesty's presence as soon as he appears. How come we haven't seen any trace of His Majesty along the way? His Majesty's aura is unforgettable. We've inquired all the way, but no one has seen His Majesty." The speaker looked at the listless spirit dog beside him.

The spirit dog seemed to sense something and shuddered.

“I knew it, this dog is sick.”

The other person thought for a moment, then tentatively asked:

"You said that since His Majesty is half dragon, could he have been bound by a contract, which is why the spirit dog could smell him when he came out, but disappeared when he went back?" I have to say, you're absolutely right.

"The spirit dog is sick, and so are you. What kind of person is the Venerable One? How could he be bound by a mere person from the lower realm? Even if he were bound by a contract, who could withstand the power brought by a contract with the Venerable One? They would probably have been blown away by the spiritual energy long ago."

"Hey, An Yi, don't think you can call me crazy just because you're the boss!"

"Dark Thirteen, could you please use your brain?" The speaker looked at Dark Thirteen with an expression that suggested he was beyond redemption.

I wonder what he would think if he found out one day that what An Shisan said was true.

Another search that ended inconclusively...

The Upper Realm, the territory of the Moon Clan.

"Yue Wan, do any of those Yue Clan women who were released have outstanding offspring?"

“Patriarch, those offspring have diluted bloodlines, and their talents are declining with each generation.”

"It's all Yue Qingling's fault for doing such a thing back then. Not only did it anger the lord above her and cause him to stop protecting the Yue Clan, but now we also have to send the best women of the Yue Clan to that lord's family to bear children. With such impure bloodlines, isn't there no hope for the next generation of holy maidens of the Yue Clan?"

"Did Yue Qingling still say that her daughter was dead?"

"Yes, no matter how we threaten or entice her, she always uses the same excuse. Perhaps she is telling the truth. It is normal that such a barren place in the lower realm cannot produce offspring of the Moon Clan."

"Send her more disciples to teach. Although Yue Qingling has already given birth, her cultivation is still there even though she hasn't gone through the ritual. I have to say, her talent as a saintess is truly terrifying."

The Moon Clan dared not kill Yue Qingling, because without her, the Moon Clan would truly have no Holy Maiden.