Chapter 65: Want to Claim This Sweetness for Himself

Ning Shengsheng swam to the deepest part on one breath.

Her eyes lit up as she grabbed the Earth Core Fire Essence.

“Got it!”

“It hurts…”

She looked down and saw her palm was scorched black.

Enduring the heart-wrenching pain, she struggled to put the Fire Essence into the Cold Jade Box.

From behind her came Ning Xuan’s even more heart-wrenching roar.

“An’an! Watch out!!”

Ning Shengsheng turned around and saw a pair of lantern-sized scarlet vertical pupils staring dead at her.

It didn’t kill her immediately.

The two eyes sized up her head.

I’m done for.

Subconsciously, she hugged the Cold Jade Box tighter and said with trembling teeth, “The Earth Core Fire Essence will be back in ten years.”

“Big Brother Fire Flood Dragon, I’ll trade you countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures for the Fire Essence, okay?”

“Roar—”

The Fire Flood Dragon shook its head, its eyes looking smug.

It enjoyed the fear of humans.

Ning Shengsheng swallowed nervously, catching a glimpse of Xue Chen approaching the Fire Flood Dragon’s neck with his sword out of the corner of her eye.

What is he doing?

He’s not thinking of sneak-attacking the Fire Flood Dragon to save her, is he?

Ning Shengsheng silently winked at Xue Chen, pointing at the Cold Jade Box in her arms, signaling him to take the Fire Essence and leave.

Don’t worry about her for now.

Xue Chen pressed his lips together tightly, unmoved.

His dark pupils stared fixedly at a certain scale on the Fire Flood Dragon.

Meng Jingyang and Ning Xuan caught up but dared not act rashly. It would be easier for the Fire Flood Dragon to kill Ning Shengsheng than to crush an ant.

The two sides were in a stalemate.

After a moment.

The Fire Flood Dragon impatiently breathed out a mouthful of fire.

It didn’t want to play with these ants anymore.

Slowly opening its giant mouth, revealing its fangs, it bit towards Ning Shengsheng’s head.

“Mommy~”

She threw the Cold Jade Box to Xue Chen.

Using all her strength to mobilize the spiritual power of the Frost Scale Armor, she ran in the opposite direction.

Ning Xuan was burning with anxiety and chased after the Fire Flood Dragon to attack.

The Fire Flood Dragon got annoyed.

With a swing of its tail, it sent Ning Xuan and Meng Jingyang flying several zhang away.

It narrowed its eyes and chased after Ning Shengsheng, opening its mouth to enjoy its meal.

Suddenly!

A sharp pain came from its neck.

“Roar—” It flew into a rage, glaring covetously at the other ant, and spat out a huge fireball.

The Fire Flood Dragon was enraged by Xue Chen and attacked him frantically.

Xue Chen struggled to dodge, telling Ning Shengsheng to run.

However, the Fire Flood Dragon didn’t fall for it.

After spraying a few streams of fire at Xue Chen, it continued to attack Ning Shengsheng.

The situation was extremely tense and chaotic.

No one noticed.

The spirit beast egg in Ning Shengsheng’s arms cracked open.

The Fire Flood Dragon gathered its strength violently, pouncing at Ning Shengsheng with both claws. How could this situation be resolved?

In my next life, please don’t let me transmigrate into a book.

Just when she thought she was dead meat.

Several rays of purple light shot out from her arms!

The Huan Li egg flew out, the shell cracking in response.

The light was intense.

The dazzling purple light blinded everyone’s eyes.

Including the Fire Flood Dragon.

“Wua-ao—”

A short bark came from the center of the light source.

It sounded milky.

Ning Shengsheng reacted quickly and shouted anxiously, “Little Huan Li, run quickly, don’t worry about me.”

“A child can’t lose its life as soon as it’s born!”

The purple light faded.

A cute creature appeared in their field of vision.

The purple spirit fox tilted its head, whimpered twice, found Ning Shengsheng, and ran towards her.

Its smooth fur felt excellent to the touch.

Its round pupils looked like amethysts.

The star pattern on its forehead shone brightly, flickering with a light color, and two tufts of pale purple fur clustered on the tips of its ears.

“I told you to run, not run towards me.”

“Woo~?”

This little guy was still rubbing against her with its furry head.

Ning Shengsheng wanted to cry. What kind of situation is this? Is this the time for motherly kindness and filial piety?

The Fire Flood Dragon was completely enraged and activated its berserk mode.

Its tail grew spikes and whipped ruthlessly towards Ning Shengsheng.

She pushed the Huan Li away. “Run!”

The Huan Li was stunned for a moment, blinked in confusion, came back, and hugged Ning Shengsheng’s neck, refusing to let go.

Ning Shengsheng: …

In that moment, she thought the person and the fox were not long for this world.

Until the danger arrived.

The Huan Li extended its small furry paw, scratched a few lines in the air, and instantly formed a formation.

With a slap of its small paw.

The formation flew out and looped around the Fire Flood Dragon.

The Fire Flood Dragon scurried around inside, unable to find north or south. After a while, it fell asleep peacefully.

Slept?

It fell asleep…?

“Ying…”

The Huan Li leaned close to Ning Shengsheng’s cheek and sniffed.

It had just been born and liked to stick with its owner.

Ning Shengsheng hadn’t yet recovered from her own spirit beast’s series of awesome operations.

She heard Xue Chen speak.

“It’s actually a Purple Huan Li.”

“This is the purest bloodline of spirit foxes. It is born with the ability to create illusion formations.”

Meng Jingyang swam over, looking at the Huan Li curiously. “Little An’an, your luck is extraordinarily good.”

“Great fortune follows great disaster.”

Ning Xuan touched the top of Ning Shengsheng’s head. “Good job!”

Ning Shengsheng happily lifted the Huan Li and spun around.

Xue Chen picked up the Cold Jade Box and took out spiritual medicine from his storage pouch. “Don’t be busy being happy, apply the medicine.”

“Xue Wuyin, thank you!”

Meng Jingyang pinched his voice at the side, mimicking Ning Shengsheng, “Thank~ you~”

“I don’t sound that squeaky!”

Ning Shengsheng rolled her eyes at him.

After she applied the medicine, the group prepared to swim up.

The Fire Flood Dragon slept even sounder, not only snoring but also blowing bubbles from its nose from time to time.

“You’re awesome~” She praised the little Huan Li.

The Huan Li wiggled its butt and hugged her shyly.

Ning Xuan: “We have to go back as soon as possible. The Frost Scale Armor consumed too much spiritual power during the fight just now.”

“It might not last until we get out.”

They looked down to check.

The spiritual power crystal core powering Meng Jingyang’s formation had cracked.

“Don’t worry about me. I’ll use my own spiritual power to get up.” He smiled, speaking nonchalantly, “It’s just a bit more trouble.”

“It’s fine, I’ll help you.” Ning Xuan said in a deep voice.

Just as they planned to tough it out through the magma sea.

A voice came from above.

“Ah Xuan, I’m here to help you~”

Behind Yun Huaiyue were Ling Hegui and Lu Youxin, the three of them holding a set of Frost Scale Armor.

“Senior Sister Yun!”

Ning Shengsheng waved excitedly. “You came just in time, saving our dog lives.”

“Of course!”

“How could I rest assured letting Ah Xuan take risks by himself~”

Yun Huaiyue blinked, her enchanting eyes discharging electricity at Ning Xuan, stuffing the Frost Scale Armor into his arms.

Ning Xuan’s face flushed. “How improper.”

Meng Jingyang took the Frost Scale Armor sent by Ling Hegui and mimicked Ning Xuan’s speech in a pinched voice.

“Yo yo yo, how improper~ I’m just saying, you Ning family people, your mouths are the hardest.”

Ning Xuan glanced coldly at Meng Jingyang.

“You’re not much better.”

Lu Youxin hugged his sword and circled the Fire Flood Dragon. “This is the legendary Fire Flood Dragon? It looks majestic, but its snoring is worse than my master, that little old man.”

“Junior Brother!” Ling Hegui’s gaze sank.

Lu Youxin made a zipping motion over his mouth.

The group successfully swam out of the magma sea and returned to the flying ship.

Yun Huaiyue was cleaning Ning Xuan’s wounds. Meng Jingyang and Ling Hegui asked about the recent situation of the Qingling Sect.

Lu Youxin teased the little Huan Li.

Ning Shengsheng leaned against the side of the ship to get some air.

Xue Chen came over. “Hand.”

Her eyes darted around; it was a good time to pretend to be pitiful. “Xue Wuyin, my hand still hurts~”

She pitifully raised her right hand.

The flesh on her fair and tender palm was scorched, and dark red blood oozed from the cracks.

The young man’s pupils trembled. He raised his hand silently, spiritual power coating his fingertips as he caressed her wound.

“Hiss…”

Ning Shengsheng really felt the pain this time.

“Now you know it hurts. What were you thinking when you were trying to be brave?” There was anger in Xue Chen’s voice.

As for where this anger came from.

He actually found it hard to distinguish.

He spoke angrily, but the force of his fingertips lightened.

Ning Shengsheng cowardly leaned closer to Xue Chen, her voice softening. “Then I won’t do it next time?”

He looked up, meeting her smiling eyes.

Her voice just now was like the rock candy he had secretly fished out of the honey pot when he was young.

Sticky and wrapping around him.

The sweet taste drilled into his heart through his mouth.

Xue Chen suddenly clenched his left hand, his fingernails digging into his palm. When the pain spread…

He was startled to find a ridiculous thought rising in his heart just now.

He wanted to claim this sweetness for himself.

If he couldn’t, destroying it wouldn’t be a bad idea.