Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife-Chapter 2040 - 521: Swearing Allegiance, Xuandu City (Second Update)
Hmph! Can such a small thing really satisfy it?
An Yiqing sighed helplessly at the sight. In these days, it’s tough being a human; spirit beasts are haughty, spirit grasses are haughty, even the little red snake by her side, originally, is a haughty creature.
While lamenting the hardships of life, An Yiqing once again took out a large pile of good stuff. At this point, the Soul Severing Grass couldn’t sit still and kept glancing over.
An Yiqing was planning to take out a bottle of Spirit Spring when suddenly, with a flash of gold, Old Jin furiously rolled out of the Ancient Space.
"You wasteful master! Are you planning to empty out the entire Ancient Space?"
Meanwhile, Xiao Hei also jumped out pitifully from the space. Damn, it was just about to eat those herbs, and who would have thought that as it opened its mouth, the herbs in front disappeared in a flash...
An Yiqing coughed sheepishly, "Isn’t there still a lot in the herb field... besides..." new ones can grow after a while...
She didn’t dare say the last part because Xiao Hei’s resentment was too overwhelming.
Old Jin went on endlessly criticizing An Yiqing, expressing great disdain for the kind of wasteful actions practiced by an unscrupulous master. An Yiqing, feeling helpless, could only explain the whole situation in detail.
Old Jin was stunned after hearing it, his pair of golden cat eyes coldly stared at the somewhat dazed Soul Severing Grass. This thing? How fast can it really move?
"Hey, up there! Listen, are these things worth a bit of your juice? Being a grass, don’t be too greedy. Saving a life is more meritorious than building a Seven-Tiered Pagoda, you know?"
The Soul Severing Grass shook its head dazedly, surprisingly nodding for the first time.
"You, you agreed?!" An Yiqing almost dropped her jaw.
The Soul Severing Grass jumped down, took a small step, and walked in front of An Yiqing. The flower on its head pointed at Old Jin and Xiao Hei, then at An Yiqing, and finally at itself.
What does this mean? Both humans and beasts were completely baffled.
The Soul Severing Grass stomped its foot human-like, once again pointing at An Yiqing, then at the pile of terrifyingly precious herbs, and finally at Xiao Hei’s mouth.
An Yiqing blinked, forgiving her inadequate intelligence, she really couldn’t understand the thought process of a plant that became sentient.
Seeing the confused humans and animals, the Soul Severing Grass frustratedly knocked its three little flowers on top against the ground a few times, indicating a desire to spit blood.
At this moment, a delicate voice sounded at An Yiqing’s feet.
"It wants to acknowledge you as master, enter the Ancient Space, and be able to eat those treasures like Xiao Hei." Fatty Mao Er had appeared at some point, shaking its snowy fur, it circled around the Soul Severing Grass, "You aren’t so dumb after all, recognizing that the boss has treasures."
If the Soul Severing Grass had eyes, it would definitely roll them at Fatty Mao Er. Nonsense! It had lived for tens of thousands of years as an old monster, what wouldn’t it know?!
An Yiqing suddenly realized, she smiled as she looked at the Soul Severing Grass and asked, "You want to enter my space?"
The Soul Severing Grass nodded.
An Yiqing’s eyes turned, showing a foxy look, "You can acknowledge me as master, and you can enter the Ancient Space. But there are two conditions: first, after acknowledging me as master, do not betray me. Second, in the future, you can’t just up and leave, you have to listen to me." The Soul Severing Grass was too fast, and without some restrictions, if it got full and decided to bolt one day, wouldn’t she be left with nothing?
The Soul Severing Grass nodded and gestured a lot again.
"What does it mean?" An Yiqing asked Fatty Mao Er.
Fatty Mao Er rolled its eyes, touching the lock of red hair on its head, "It means that after acknowledging you as its master, your two essences will be linked. As long as the other party isn’t dead, as long as you’re on this planet, even if you’re on another plane, you can find each other’s location. Moreover, the Soul Severing Grass only acknowledges one master in its lifetime. If the master dies, the Soul Severing Grass can’t live either."
An Yiqing nodded in realization, this was somewhat like forging a contract in a fantasy novel.
"Since that’s the case, it’s settled."
The process of acknowledging the master was very quick. An Yiqing dropped a drop of blood on the Soul Severing Grass, and the ritual was complete. After receiving An Yiqing’s blood essence, the Soul Severing Grass suddenly trembled, instantly growing a lot larger.
It blinked, looked at its whole body, incredulously bouncing up high. For thousands of years, it hadn’t grown at all, and never expected a drop of blood essence from this cheap master would make it grow so quickly today!
Actually, this had a lot to do with the Ancient Space on An Yiqing and the Shennong Nine Style cultivation technique she practiced. The Ancient Space was a place of vitality, everything inside was a source of life. The Shennong Nine Style was a cultivation technique created by the Ancient Great God Shennong, which also contained the power of life. The Soul Severing Grass was a treasure absorbing the Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth, and An Yiqing’s attributes were just the right tonic to nourish it.
Now, the Soul Severing Grass was instantly loyal to An Yiqing, even the Monarch himself couldn’t drive it away.
Originally thinking there would be a major battle today, it ended with such an outcome instead. Before leaving, to cover tracks, the Soul Severing Grass specifically set up an illusion on the high platform, as long as Xuan Mo didn’t try to touch it, he wouldn’t notice anything different.
Using the same method they came in with, An Yiqing and Long Zixuan floated out of the Sky Punishment Pavilion. Staring at the rolling mountains under the night sky, An Yiqing squinted slightly, thoughtful.
"Sister An, what’s the matter?" Long Zixuan asked, puzzled.
An Yiqing’s lips pursed slightly, her eyes carrying a hint of coldness, "Zixuan, do you think Xuan Mo goes to the back mountain every night really just to cultivate?"
Long Zixuan’s dark eyes were sombre, saying nothing.
Why can’t he cultivate anywhere else? There’s no feng shui treasure in the back mountain, why insist on going there? Unless there’s some shameful secret...
A cool breeze blew through, rustling the leaves and branches on the mountain. In the deep night, it added an eerie and ghastly atmosphere.
"Let’s go, let’s first lift your restriction, then we’ll study the matter of the Sky Punishment Pavilion."
After going back that night, An Yiqing once again took Yin Xilin and Long Zixuan into the laboratory. It wasn’t until the next evening that the three of them walked out looking exhausted.
"Girl, how was it? Did it succeed?" The Old Clan Chief hadn’t slept at all, he sat in the room next to the laboratory, waiting silently.
An Yiqing was taken aback, seeing the dark circles under the Old Clan Chief’s eyes, deeply touched by his grandparent’s affection for Long Zixuan.
"Grandpa Long, as hoped, Zixuan’s body is completely fine now. Moreover, with the juice of the Soul Severing Grass as support, Zixuan’s cultivation will progress rapidly, he may even become a second miracle of the Dragon Clan, besides the Ancestor of Dragon Clan."
The Old Clan Chief looked shocked, then overjoyed to tears.
"Good! Good! As long as the body is fine! It’s fine as long as he’s well!" He never hoped for his grandson to bring honour to the family, just that he would be healthy!
Long Zixuan was moved by the Old Clan Chief’s emotions, feeling a pang of sourness, and tightly hugged the Old Clan Chief, "Grandpa, it’s been hard for you all these years. From now on, leave things to me, and enjoy a good life!"
The Old Clan Chief wept with joy. His son and daughter-in-law might be disappointing, but he had a good grandson! Heaven had not treated him poorly!
The Clan Leader’s Residence came alive once again, with the Old Clan Chief giving orders on the spot for a delicious meal to celebrate this grand occasion. Although the people in the Clan Leader’s Residence didn’t know why the Old Clan Chief was so happy, they were infected by the joyful atmosphere, even walking felt easier.
That night, the Clan Leader’s Residence was filled with clinking glasses, laughter, and joy. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
The next day, Long Zixuan flew An Yiqing and Yin Xilin away from the Dragon Clan.
They flew over Langgesanu Peak, landing in a small town at the foot of the mountain at a hotel with a nice environment.
Having left Xuandu City for half a month, An Yiqing needed to come out to assure her family of her safety.
As soon as the phone turned on, a series of vibrations numbed her hand. There were messages from the An Family, from Zhang Yusheng and Liao Jinglin, from the Thirteen Blood Generals, and the most from Gu Yelin.
Gu Yelin called once every morning, noon, and night, and countless text and multimedia messages. Every message was brief, but An Yiqing could feel the man’s deep longing.
First, she sent a group message to friends and family for peace of mind. Next, An Yiqing sent a video call request to the An Family.
In less than a second, the video was connected, and Old Master An’s kind face appeared on the screen.
"Grandpa!" An Yiqing’s nose tingled, a surge of longing flooded her heart.
