Chapter 1632 - 692: Shishen Refining

Chapter 1632: Chapter 692: Shishen Refining

Until the Qian Cauldron transformed back into a Cauldron Seal and burrowed into Ye Lingyue’s palm, she finally came to her senses.

What is this?

Ye Lingyue paused in a daze, instinctively swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Just now, seeing Little Zhiyo in danger, Ye Lingyue was frantic with desperation.

The Nine Dragon Chant burst forth from her hand, that golden Thunderflash was exceptionally fierce.

Upon seeing the unendingly bleeding Little Zhiyo, Ye Lingyue had only one thought—to save Little Zhiyo at all costs, not to let anything happen to it.

Was that Shishen Refining just now?

Ling Yue’s mind was muddled; she took a deep breath to calm herself and quickly walked to Little Zhiyo’s side.

Little Zhiyo lay in a pool of blood, having reverted to its original form as a Little Fox Dog, its big blue eyes tightly shut, the bloody hole in its body looked terrifying.

The mutated Ghost Beast Power was lethal to Little Zhiyo.

"Little Zhiyo, please be alright."

A mist of warmth filled Ye Lingyue’s eyes, dampening her eyelashes.

She suppressed the grief in her heart, attempting to use Cauldron Breath to stop Little Zhiyo’s bleeding.

Under the effect of the white Cauldron Breath, Little Zhiyo’s bleeding stopped.

But it still hadn’t opened its eyes; furthermore, its heartbeat and breathing were becoming fainter, as if it could disappear at any moment.

"How could this be? Little Zhiyo, you must hold on."

Holding Little Zhiyo’s tiny body, Ye Lingyue’s voice was desperate and bewildered.

With Cauldron Breath unable to fully restore Little Zhiyo, she truly didn’t know what to do.

In her anxiety, Ye Lingyue’s gaze fixed not far away.

That Senluo Ghost Fruit King, exuding a bloody aroma, had fully matured.

Ye Lingyue grabbed the Senluo Ghost Fruit King, which jumped like a flea, not wanting to be held by Ye Lingyue.

But Ye Lingyue held it firmly, knowing that the Senluo Ghost Fruit King might be Little Zhiyo’s only salvation.

The shell of the matured Senluo Ghost Fruit King was very hard, like a walnut.

Little Zhiyo remained unmoving, and Ye Lingyue didn’t know how to feed it, so she thought for a moment and used the "Ten Layers of Heaven" Prohibition to smash the Senluo Ghost Fruit King with a punch.

Upon breaking open the Ghost Fruit King, some amber-colored pulp flowed out.

Ye Lingyue did not dare delay, and leaned to Little Zhiyo’s mouth, feeding every drop to it.

Yet Little Zhiyo remained unresponsive.

Disregarding the blood covering Little Zhiyo, Ye Lingyue held it tightly to her heart, whispering softly.

"Little Zhiyo, you must survive. We still have to find Little Wuya and the Demon Road together. We... can’t be without you."

Emotions and memories surged like a tide, flooding in.

Since acquiring Hong Meng Heaven, where she discovered Little Zhiyo.

The person and creature depended on each other for survival; to Ye Lingyue, Little Zhiyo was even closer than her mother Ye Huangyu.

It was incredibly reliant on her, liked to be lazy, loved eating and causing trouble, like her child.

Unknowingly, it grew up, got Little Wuya, and day by day grew stronger, Ye Lingyue also had other small beasts and adorable companions, yet in Ye Lingyue’s heart, Little Zhiyo was unique.

Just as Ye Lingyue was unique in Little Zhiyo’s heart.

Therefore, despite being most afraid of pain and death, when it saw Ye Lingyue in danger, it would charge forward without hesitation.

Ye Lingyue’s eyes were wet, her vision gradually blurred.

At this moment, her eyes felt itchy.

She blinked, only to see a pair of big blue eyes staring at her.

Little Zhiyo licked the tears from Ye Lingyue’s eye corner, weakly moving its mouth.

"Boss, don’t cry, I’m alright."

Speaking, the little creature tried to get up strong-willed, yet its body hadn’t fully recovered, its short legs trembled, and with a thud, fell out of Ye Lingyue’s arms.

At that moment, a quick hand caught Little Zhiyo’s tail, preventing it from falling and landing awkwardly on the ground.

Ye Lingyue wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, finally seeing a man standing in the dawn.

"Silly dog, how many times have I said, don’t take advantage of my wife when I’m not here."

The man’s voice was deep, carrying dissatisfaction.

"Don’t call me a silly dog, I am the unparalleled Emperor Gui Tie!"

Little Zhiyo had already caught the scent driving it crazy.

Why did this man come back!

Fusion or whatever, it’s the most hated, the gentle Miss Feng from before was much better!

"Ghost your head, looking like this, making my wife sad, do you believe I can make you a ghost right now."

The man swung Little Zhiyo’s tail like a swing, dizzying and sickening it.

Little Zhiyo scratched with its claws, trying to claw, while the man deftly dodged; one person and one beast, bantering merrily.

Seeing Di Shen and Little Zhiyo bickering, Ye Lingyue broke into laughter, her eyes filled with tears, crescent-shaped like the moon.

She couldn’t help but think in her heart, how nice it would be if things could always stay like this.

Unknowingly, daylight had fully broken, brightening this section of dense forest.

At the forest’s edge, a pair of eagle-like eyes slightly squinted, watching the diverse expressions of the two adults and one child in the forest, finally focusing on the girl’s face.

She still had tears at the corner of her eye, but her lips unknowingly curved upwards.

Clearly so plain-looking, yet at this moment, vivid and hard to look away from.

This is the real her.

Only in front of that man, could she show such an expression, as bright as the best sunshine in spring.

This picture was too glaring, stinging Xi Jiuye’s eyes painfully.

Xi Jiuye grunted, forcibly suppressing the indescribable discomfort in his heart.

Sunshine or smiles, he... doesn’t care.

Xi Jiuye, you should never care about a woman unrelated to yourself.

He turned around and left without hesitation.

Over there, Ye Lingyue rescued the dizzy Little Zhiyo from Di Shen’s hand, protecting her little chick like a mother hen.

"Di Shen, don’t bully Little Zhiyo, it’s injured."

Di Shen’s gaze quickly swept in a certain direction of the dense forest, confirming the hateful aura had disappeared, then drew his long arm, enveloping his wife in his embrace.

"Wife, you only care about Little Silly Dog. I almost got bitten by a vicious dog too in my search for you."

Ye Lingyue nearly believed it, wanting to check his wounds, but realized Di Shen was lying, punched him, though Di Shen seized her hand, refusing to let go.

"Wife, I didn’t lie to you, truly a vicious dog. But worry not, next time we’ll be together and won’t separate. No one will hurt you... oh, and your Little Silly Dog."