"There is a fierce tiger in my heart, sniffing the Blue Silver Emperor."
Fu Ye woke up feeling exceptionally refreshed these days. Though he and Ah Yin often stayed up late into the night, his energy never waned.
Sleep had become optional for him—merely a habit. A short nap was all he needed to recharge fully.
As he gently inhaled the sweet fragrance of Ah Yin nestled in his arms, his heart itched with affection.
After changing his clothes, Fu Ye opened the System Mall.
[Congratulations, Host! You have successfully purchased the immortal herb: Yin Yang Fortune Grass × 1!]
[Effect: Reverses the fortunes of heaven and earth. Upon consumption, eliminates all bottleneck periods and induces a 100% benign mutation in the martial soul.]
[Congratulations, Host! You have successfully purchased the immortal herb: Nightmare Flower × 1!]
[Effect: Exclusive to the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger martial soul. Greatly enhances the six attributes, purifies the Evil God's bloodline, and removes future bottlenecks.]
With a sweep of his mental power, Fu Ye located the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger dozing in the shadows of Juxiang Pavilion.
"Come here, you mutt. I've got something for you."
'Hmm? Food?'
The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger lazily staggered to Fu Ye's rooftop suite. But the moment it spotted the Nightmare Flower in his hand, a fierce gleam ignited in its dark eyes!
'This thing looks delicious!'
"Eat up. With your measly 50,000-year cultivation, you're barely fit to be a doorkeeper."
As a descendant of the Evil God, consuming this herb would trigger another evolution.
"Awooo~ Thank you, Master!"
It gulped down the Nightmare Flower in one bite, and a faint purple light erupted from its body.
Sensing the disturbance, Fu Ye swiftly cast an isolation barrier—just in case the gods took notice and descended to claim his "dog."
As for the ''Yin-Yang Fortune Grass'' it was meant for Ah Yin. Seeing her still deep in slumber, Fu Ye placed the herb near her lips.
"Munch."
Almost instinctively, Ah Yin nibbled on the fragrant grass. Being the Blue Silver Emperor's incarnation, she absorbed its essence far more efficiently than any human.
"My body… feels so warm…"
Half-asleep, she murmured as the herb's power surged through her.
…
One Month Later
Ah Yin spent an entire day fully absorbing the Yin-Yang Fortune Grass. By the end, her cultivation stabilized at Soul Saint (Level 70).
After absorbing the divine soul ring Fu Ye gifted her, she soared to Level 73.
Fu Ye hadn't been idle either. During this time, he fused a full set of ''Million-Year Dragon God Soul Bones''. However, due to the system's restrictions, his aura—though overwhelming—remained just below divine detection.
As for the "stupid dog," the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, Fu Ye didn't skimp.
He tossed it a few Hundred-Thousand-Year Evil God Tiger Soul Bones as chew toys.
Now, at 150,000 years, its strength rivaled a Peak Level 98 Super Douluo. When unleashing its bloodline, it could temporarily reach Level 99 Ultimate Douluo—finally qualifying as a proper watchdog.
Meanwhile…
Between flirting with Tang Yuehua at Moon Pavilion and accompanying Ah Yin on strolls through the Star Dou Forest, Fu Ye kept busy.
Ah Yin and Xiao Wu (the giant white rabbit) quickly bonded like sisters.
Xiao Wu constantly pestered Fu Ye for carrots—of which he had an endless supply, thanks to the system's restocking every three minutes.
"Crunch, crunch."
Even the Titan Giant Ape joined the feast. But Fu Ye didn't mind—these carrots, while delicious, had minimal cultivation benefits.
He made sure Xiao Wu didn't evolve prematurely, though; disrupting the future plot would be disastrous.
Fu Ye had returned to the Spirit Hall and even checked the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, but Yu Xiaogang was nowhere to be found.
'Hmph. Let him hide.'
The system's tracking talismans could locate anyone with just a mental image. Yu Xiaogang's days of freedom were numbered.
…
Pope's Palace – Underground Interrogation Room
"Creak."
The door swung open as Bibi Dong strode in, her usual cold grace intact. Five healing-type soul masters stood ready.
After a month of torture, Yu Xiaogang's body was a ruined mess—bruised, broken, and barely held together. But today, Bibi Dong had something special planned.
"Bibi Dong! You vicious witch! You'll die a wretched death!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice was hoarse with hatred, but Bibi Dong ignored him, her lips curling slightly.
"Oh, Yu Xiaogang… Did you really think I'd let you die so easily?" She waved a hand. "I've already settled matters with your sect. They won't come looking for you."
Six hulking men entered the room, bowing deeply.
"Saintess."
Bibi Dong dismissed the healers with a flick of her wrist. "You're no longer needed. Your cultivation resources for the next three years will be doubled—provided you forget everything here."
The women's eyes gleamed. "Thank you, Saintess!"
Once they left, Bibi Dong stepped closer to Yu Xiaogang, her smile chilling.
"For the next six months, you'll be… entertaining these gentlemen."
Yu Xiaogang's face paled. "W-What?!"
"Each of them earns 5,000 gold soul coins. They'll ensure you survive… but not comfortably."
As Bibi Dong exited, the door slammed shut behind her.
"Ahhh! NO—!!"
The agonized screams that followed were music to her ears.
…
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