The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife-Chapter 461: The Unhuman Evil Cultivator

The Nascent Soul Baby and Mu Qiuniang, having connected in spirit, upon seeing so much Spiritual Energy, sat down cross-legged without a word, meditating to assimilate it. The tiny figure was like a bottomless pit, gulping down large mouthfuls of Spiritual Energy that had been plundered from Jiang Nuo’s body.

Not all Spiritual Energy was that obedient. Mu Qiuniang discovered that there seemed to be another strand of Spiritual Energy within Jiang Nuo’s meridians. No, there were three strands; Jiang Nuo’s own was blue, one was black, and the other was black-golden.

The blue one was more compliant; whatever she instructed it to do, it would obediently follow, just like Jiang Nuo, with a gentle nature. However, the black one was unruly and aggressive, even attempting to harm her, but she suppressed it forcefully, wrapping it with Spiritual Energy to compel its obedience.

As for the third black-golden one, it was a bit peculiar, seemingly hesitating whether to cause destruction or assist in salvation.

But Mu Qiuniang didn’t care whether it was obedient or not. Seeing that this black-golden strand, which originally shouldn’t belong to Jiang Nuo, resided in his body, she decisively suppressed it and forcibly absorbed it.

After a while, Mu Qiuniang finally managed to sort out Jiang Nuo’s meridians, allowing them to flow in an orderly manner. Having found an outlet, they all surged into Mu Qiuniang’s body.

The space within Mu Qiuniang’s body was unexpectedly vast, absorbing robustly like a sea accepting a hundred rivers.

With this done, Mu Qiuniang finally had the time to enter Jiang Nuo’s Sea of Consciousness.

This time, she got startled again. Jiang Nuo’s soul had already been devoured by a third by a mass of black mist; yet, the black mist counterpart was in worse shape—clearly larger than Jiang Nuo’s, but already reduced by half, and even this half was still much larger than the remaining soul body of Jiang Nuo.

Seeing Jiang Nuo’s fragmented soul, Mu Qiuniang was immediately heartbroken, no longer hesitating, and with a flick of her hand, cast a spell to knock the black mist away.

"Boom—"

A streak of white light burned the black mist, causing it to scream incessantly and quickly retreat.

"Wife, you came?" Jiang Nuo smiled foolishly at her.

Mu Qiuniang’s eyes reddened with heartache, and she slapped the top of his head with a "smack": "You fool, something this big and you didn’t tell me? What kind of junk did you dare to eat, do you not care about your life?"

"Don’t be angry, I’ll catch a Demon Beast to make a gift for you, okay?" With a third of his soul missing, Jiang Nuo’s reactions were slightly slow, but his child-like heart was still glowing bright red.

He instinctively wanted to make her happy, wanting to tell her he did everything for her.

When her suspicions were confirmed, Mu Qiuniang’s eyes grew even redder: "What good is that? Is a gift more important than you? You fool!"

That acidic, sour feeling in her heart just wouldn’t subside.

Jiang Nuo laughed foolishly: "I’m not a fool, I’m your husband, I need to cherish you."

"You..." Just about to speak, Mu Qiuniang noticed the black mist trying to flee, but given her husband was already bitten so badly by it, would she let it escape?

Summoning the Divine Pen, she flicked a stroke of silver ink, from which a bunch of white rose flowers quickly sprouted, forming a moderately-sized floral cage.

The cage moved swiftly like an eagle in flight, pouncing suddenly to trap the black mist inside.

The black mist was very unwilling, roaring: "Roar... Let me out! Let me out!"

Mu Qiuniang turned her head and immediately recognized that this was a half-human, half-demon creature. Perhaps, once, he was a human, an Evil Cultivator. But for whatever trick he tried on himself, the Demon Beast he attempted to forcibly refine did not refine, and instead, he refined himself into a half-human, half-demon monster.

"Evil Cultivator?" Mu Qiuniang sneered, "Neither man nor demon, not even as good as a monster!"

Her words evidently angered the black mist: "Roar..." From within the mist, a fleshy black claw like a dragon claw but fleshy and dripped with a foul-smelling black liquid reached out toward Mu Qiuniang.

Mu Qiuniang’s Divine Pen tapped in the air, and a White Rose Whip grew from the floral cage, whipping that nasty Fake Dragon Claw back.

"Disgusting!"

"Roar... You’re the disgusting one! Your whole family is disgusting!"

"What are you roaring for? You wanted to devour my husband, and you think you’re in the right?" Mu Qiuniang had a look of wanting to settle accounts with it.

"Roar... Who told him to unseal it? He deserved it!"

Unfortunately, no matter how the black mist roared, Mu Qiuniang could hardly understand what it was saying. Who told him he was once a human? Out of greed, for trying to refine an unrefinable Demon Beast, he abandoned his human form.

Didn’t he know that once he abandoned his human form, he would no longer be a human?

Mu Qiuniang began to lecture Jiang Nuo: "See that disgusting thing? He’s a typical example. He was initially human, but he got too greedy, trying to refine a powerful Demon Beast when he obviously couldn’t. This sort of greed directly turned him into a monster, neither human nor demon. And so disgusting; he can’t even speak anymore... Ah Nuo, do you want to end up like that?"

Upon hearing this, ascertaining that thing was indeed a human turned so, Jiang Nuo was frightened and quickly shook his head: "No, I don’t want to become so ugly! I am handsome Jiang Nuo; if I become ugly, my wife won’t like me anymore!"

Is she that superficial? Mu Qiuniang felt somewhat helpless but knew now was not the time to argue with him. Once he healed his soul and regained his senses, she’d slowly hold him accountable.

Turning her head, she looked at the mass of black mist.

Speaking of which, when she first saw it, she thought it was strange. But her attention was mainly on Jiang Nuo, so she hadn’t paid much attention. Now scrutinizing it, she realized—it wasn’t just ordinarily powerful at all!

The most important thing is, it seemed only half refined, its intelligence was still intact, only unwilling to bother engaging with him. Or perhaps, it allowed him to drain its intelligence and Spiritual Energy, planning to use him as sustenance for future hibernation or healing.

Mu Qiuniang squinted slightly: "Truly stupid! Do you think a Black Dragon is so easy to refine? Even if it’s weak, it still bears the bloodline of the Divine Dragon Clan."

Moreover, importantly, in the legends of the Divine Dragon Clan, the Black Dragon not only symbolizes evil and disaster but also heralds an opportunity—a chance to overturn the dominance of the Divine Clan.

Hence, the Divine Dragon Clan despised the birth of a Black Dragon. Once a Black Dragon was born, it signaled disaster for the Divine Dragon. Although there was also an opportunity, just one disaster was enough to annihilate their clan. For them, any opportunity couldn’t outweigh the peace and heritage of olden times.

Consequently, upon its birth, a Black Dragon would be hunted by the whole Divine Dragon Clan. If not exterminated, it would be cursed, unable to grow.

A Black Dragon that couldn’t grow was akin to its close kin, the Black Flood Dragon of the Divine Dragon Clan, retaining merely the shape of a dragon but lacking the majesty and dominance of one, let alone its mighty power.