Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the Valley, a crowd of Bi Fang elders watched Flamy gulp down Fire Crystal Silkworms with kind eyes.
“Eat some more, the more you eat the faster you evolve.”
“A good appetite is a blessing!”
“This child has obviously been starving, look how thin she is,” an elder female Bi Fang said gently.
“Sigh, this child has been traveling all this time, she must have endured many hardships.”
A 3-meter tall stout little Bi Fang sneaked in, its mouth watering at the sight of the mountain of Fire Crystal Silkworms. “Big sis, can you share some with me? Just a little.”
The little Bi Fang spoke softly, it was clearly a naughty little Bi Fang.
“You naughty kid, you’re not getting any! All you do is eat, can’t you see how fat you are? Go train!”
“Have you finished your assigned training today?” An old Bi Fang asked coldly.
A large Bi Fang brushed its wing, sweeping the little Bi Fang tens of meters to the side like a piece of trash.
The naughty Bi Fang stood up perplexed, looking down at its slightly round stomach before glancing at Flamy’s bulging stomach. “Why are you so biased?”
“Little one, try spitting a flame at us with all your might,” a Bi Fang elder said.
Flamy was hesitant, not wanting to hurt him.
“Don’t worry, a baby like you can’t hurt me.” The Bi Fang elder laughed, “Come, no need to hold back. Let me see where you’re at now.”
Flamy nodded. She took a deep breath and flapped her wings. A mass of purple flames floated in midair.
A fire dragon charged out with a growl. The center of the red flame was green, followed by a layer of blue. The outermost layer was purple.
A flood of purple engulfed this Bi Fang elder.
The flame suddenly diminished, clustering towards a single point. Finally, it turned into a green-centered purple glass marble. The Bi Fang elder swallowed the glass marble. A while later, he opened his beak to puff out a cloud of green smoke.
Burrrp~
“Li?” Flamy was baffled, she was a Quasi God.
Is my flame this weak? He just casually swallowed it.
For a second, Flamy doubted her life.
“This old goat is a God Tier.” Another Bi Fang elder couldn’t watch it anymore, revealing the true nature of the old goat.
Flamy’s mouth was open wide, her eyes round from staring.
“Not bad, average Quasi Gods wouldn’t dare to catch your flames. You’re 30% of the way there.” The Bi Fang elder nodded approvingly, “But you still need to improve.”
“You’re a God Tier, of course I can’t compare.” Flamy said, feeling hurt.
“When I say 30%, I mean compared to those in your tier,” the Bi Fang elder said.
“How can that be?” Flamy flapped her wings. She felt super strong now. In the stories that Goldie tells, I would be a saintess, the kind that’s unmatched in the younger generation.
Flamy tried hard to suck in her stomach, attempting to make it appear less round.
“Let’s pick a close example. Just a few days ago, the World Vortex Battlefield witnessed a brilliant battle, and it has to do with your Monster Trainer.” The Bi Fang elder said. Ever since finding out Gao Peng and Flamy’s relationship, the Bi Fang Clan didn’t publicly express anything, but secretly sent people to inquire about Gao Peng.
“Gao Peng? What happened to them?” Flamy suddenly grew nervous.
The Bi Fang elder told Flamy about what happened during that battle.
Flamy was entranced.
“Your abilities are stronger than average Quasi Gods, but there’s still a gap between you and the three of them,” the Bi Fang elder said. “They’re at the peak of Quasi God. You’re still somewhat incompetent compared to them.”
Flamy was discontent. She thought she would emerge with some magical power, and become the big boss of Gao Peng’s crew.
“We’ve created an agenda for you. If you can achieve all the goals listed on the agenda, your combat capacity will definitely overtake them,” the largest Bi Fang elder said, seeming to have noticed Flamy’s anxiety.
Flamy was suspicious.
“Why would we lie to a little carrot like you?” The Bi Fang grandpa rolled his eyes, “You weigh barely anything…. Well, actually….”
….
It’s been an entire half year since Gao Peng arrived at the World Vortex Battlefield. During this time, all the people and monsters there heard about the gang of odd entities at the western end of the Battlefield.
This gang doesn’t like to live in the gathering sect. One of them has the ability to summon ghosts; it can revive corpses into ghouls.
But the problem is these people make the ghouls mine.
That made everyone’s jaws drop, it was absurd.
The mining ghouls have a bald duck headman. There’s also a super scary monster the size of a mountain. It knows when others approach even from underground or the sky.
There are also many other Quai God Tier Familiars.
Due to Gao Peng’s demand, Goldie et al. all act very mean and vicious. As time passed, no monsters were willing to approach that area.
“Time to divide the spoils, bring your bowls over,” Gao Peng called.
Gao Peng hollered, then howls came from all directions.
In a blink, Gao Peng was surrounded by a pack of Familiars.
Because this is the time Gao Peng set to divide the spoils–oh, the rewards.
Once a month.
The prepared Familiars each took out their own food bowls.
Goldie took out a washbasin, setting it on the ground with a clang.
“Gao Yue Yue, my appetite has grown recently.”
Goldie scratched its armpit, looking more and more like a dirty old creep.
“Goldie, why have you become so wretched?” Da Zi asked with disgust.
“None of your business, not like Flamy can see me.” Goldie, a man straight as a rocket’s alloy board, scoffed, “This is me enjoying myself. My Flamy’s not by my side, so why should I dress up? To seduce other female ducks?”
Liuguang was in thought, Goldie sounded reasonable.
Desolion slapped the back of Liuguang’s head with its paw, “Don’t listen to like him.”
Then Desolion saw Liuguang taking out a tumbler, and sighed. Liuguang is still too naive.
Desolion took out a pressure pot and slammed it on the ground. The heavy pressure pot rolled around on the floor.
Liuguang looked at the tumbler in its hands, then at the pressure pot, washbasin, large dustpan, and bathtub on the ground, sinking into thought….
“Where did you guys get those things?” Gao Peng was bewildered.
Those things shouldn’t appear here.
Gao Peng suddenly remembered something. His face fell, walking to the back of the house. A jellyfish was stealthily drinking juice by the wall.
Silly put the empty bottle into its space, then took out a freight container from its space and slammed it into the dirt.
“Silly is so exhausted.” Silly exhaled, growing excited as it looked at the freight container on the ground, then raised its head to catch Gao Peng’s overcast expression.
“…”
