Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Rumbleâ
Intense sounds came from the valley, startling countless flocks of birds.
Waiting until all the dust had settled, the valley returned to silence, as if nothing had happened.
Shashashaâ
The falling vines were picked open and Ming Shu came out.
That was the underground palace.
Right underneath this valley.
When they entered the underground palace, the fog must have played a confusing role. It was the magic array that transported them down.
As for those white bones, they should be some kind of magic.
âYouâre so evil!â The young manâs weak voice rang out.
Only then did Ming Shu recall that she was still holding a fruit demon in her hand.
She lowered her head and saw that the fruit was actually stained with blood.
Her fingers had been cut somehow and a lot of blood had seeped out.
âHow am I evil?â Ming Shu found a place to sit down and put the fruit aside to treat the wounds on her fingers.
âYou... you just are!â The young manâs voice was filled with anger.
The jade-green fruit was stained with blood and looked like it had turned red from anger.
Earlier, Elder Jun and Elder Zhong worked together to open the magic array and sent the juniors out first.
Jun Yinyin wanted to kill her, but Ming Shu only returned the favor and beat her up.
Then it was Jiuyou who suddenly launched an attack. Elder Jun and the others wanted to use Ming Shu to stop Jiuyou so that they could escape, so they attacked her at the same time.
She was forced to fight back. As a result, the magic array collapsed and the entire underground palace also collapsed.
I was defending myself!
How come Iâm evil?
Ming Shu was too lazy to refute it.
Whatever it wants to call me.
Later Iâll just feed it to Little Beastie.
Ming Shu wiped off the blood and suddenly felt that something was wrong. She turned around and asked the fruit, âHow did you talk to me?â
The young man said, âJust like that.â
The voice came from her mind...
Ming Shu felt fucked up.
She looked at the blood on the fruit and fell into a long silence.
The fairy contract was not troublesome, it only required the other party to take the initiative to receive the blood.
Her blood was stained on the fruit, and she didnât know if the fairy inside was stupid or if it didnât know, because it just accepted her blood directly.
So...
If sorcerers could contract with a fairy, it would definitely be a joyous occasion.
For Ming Shu, however, this was a problem.
It canât be eaten...
The most terrifying thing was that once human and fairy reached a contract, it could not be removed. Otherwise, the fairy would die.
The young man didnât seem to have noticed that he had already been contracted.
âWhy donât you talk?â
Ming Shu picked up the fruit and said, âYou said you are a fairy?â
âHumph, of course.â
âThen what are you doing in there? Pretending to be a fruit?â
The young man murmured, âItâs not what I want.â
âSomeone forced you?â
The young man was silent, and the fruit then had no reaction at all.
âHello?â
Ming Shu poked it.
No reaction.
Ming Shu raised her hand and threw it. The fruit was submerged in the grass. Ming Shu stood up and ran.
Iâd rather get rid of this thing.
Little Beastieâs snack is gone, but thatâs no big deal.
...
Ming Shu ran a distance and turned around to find that the fruit was quietly floating in the air, one meter away from her.
Ming Shu: â???â
âWhat are you running for!?â the young manâs furious voice cried.
Ming Shu was speechless. âWhat are you following me for?â
âI donât know...â The young man felt wronged. âAs soon as you run, Iâll follow you.â
Fairies were a very delicate species.
They needed to be fed by their owner at all times.
This knowledge came to Ming Shuâs mind automatically.
Screw you!
Whatâs there to feed a fruit!
The young man asked again, âWhy did you throw me away?â
Ming Shu said with an unkind tone, âDidnât you say I was evil? Why would I need a reason to throw you away?â
The young man: â...â
As Ming Shu walked forward, sure enough, the fruit automatically followed up.
I want to curse!
âWhatâs your name?â Ming Shu asked.
The young man mumbled something.
Ming Shu did not hear him clearly and shouted, âLouder.â
The fruit trembled and then exploded, âLian Sui. My name is Lian Sui, why are you so mean!â
Ming Shu: â...â
How come Iâm being mean?
Ming Shu was so angry that her stomach ached. She took out some snacks to eat so as to get over the shock.
She walked through a forest where countless vines hung around and above, and daylight could barely penetrate.
Shashashaâ
There was a noise coming from above her head.
A colorful dumpling fell from the sky.
Ming Shu reached out and the dumpling fell just right into her hand.
Little Beastie hugged Ming Shuâs fingers, and its dark jewel-like eyes circled around twice.
Its gaze suddenly landed on the dark green fruit.
âPoop-picker, whatâs this? What have you got behind my back again?â
Donât you want the ugly two-legged beast?
âItâs a fairy. Itâs said to be delicious.â
Little Beastie released Ming Shuâs finger and jumped toward the fruit.
Little Beastie pounced on the fruit and made it fall to the ground.
The young man shouted in panic, âLet go of me, donât touch me!â
Ming Shu seemed to be able to sense the disgust and fear of the fairy.
She looked down for a while, then suddenly bent down and lifted Little Beastie away. The fruit flew into Ming Shuâs arms, its entire fruit body trembling.
Ming Shu didnât know if he was angry or afraid.
Fairies were very dependent on their owners.
Ming Shu frowned and wanted to throw the fruit away again.
âIt hurts.â
The young manâs angry voice rang out in her mind.
Ming Shu lowered her head and looked at the fruit. Its surface had been scratched by Little Beastieâs claws, now sporting a small wound.
Ming Shuâs expression was a little strange.
Eh...
Seriously?
Little Beastie scampered on the ground. âPoop-picker, how dare you help it. You already helped that ugly beast, I didnât dispute it with you, now you are helping this thing! Iâm going to break off relations with you.â
âLetâs break off for five minutes,â Ming Shu replied.
Little Beastie glared at her.
Ming Shu said, âTen minutes, no more.â
Little Beastie: â...â
Ahh!
Poop-picker!
You bastard!!
Iâm running away from home!
Little Beastie turned around and went into the bushes.
I mean what I say!
Iâll never be a coward!
Iâm a trustworthy beast, unlike poop-picker! Humph!
Ming Shu just let it go.
It went to eat alone and didnât share, now it dares to blame me. I wonât go coax it.
Ming Shu pinched the fruit and felt a little complicated in her heart.
Now she was really holding it in her palm.
Sigh, little goblin...
âDid you raise that? Why did it attack me? It hurt me!â The young man was still complaining.
âShall I kiss the wound for you?â Ming Shu said.
âWho... who wants you to kiss!â The young man was furious, and the fruitâs dark green color turned slightly pink. âYou are shameless!â
Ming Shu: â???â
How am I shameless to kiss the wound for you?
The young man rolled around in Ming Shuâs hand to cover the wound. Then he said, âUse magic to treat me.â
âI canât.â
âArenât you a sorcerer?â The young man snorted. âDo you not want to treat me? Why are you so evil...â
The corner of Ming Shuâs mouth twitched. âIâm a dark sorcerer. I donât have healing magic.â
â...Is... is that so? I... Well...â The young man felt embarrassed and stuttered for a long time. âWell... Iâll teach you! You should study hard!â
Ming Shu: â...â
As a dark sorcerer, I usually take the elite path and win using martial power, why should I learn healing magic?
The young man cleared his throat and began to chant a healing spell.
His voice was very pleasant to hear. It was clean and clear, and very consistent with his identity as a fairy.