20: Yu Xiaogang Becomes Yu Xiaogang
There is a tiger in my heart, yet it only yearns for the Blue Silver Empress.
Each morning, Fu Ye awoke feeling revitalized. Though he spent his nights tangled with Ah Yin in endless passion, not once did he feel fatigue.
He no longer required sleep in the traditional sense. It was merely a habit now. A short nap was enough to keep his spirit sharp and energy overflowing.
He gently inhaled the subtle, natural fragrance lingering on Ah Yin's skin. His heart stirred with a warmth that was hard to put into words.
After dressing, Fu Ye opened the System Mall.
> [Congratulations, host. You have successfully purchased the immortal herb: Yin Yang Fortune Grass ×1. (Effects: Reverses the fate of heaven and earth. After ingestion, bottlenecks are eliminated, and the martial spirit undergoes guaranteed positive mutation.)]
[Congratulations, host. You have successfully purchased the immortal herb: Demon Nightmare Flower ×1. (Exclusive to the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger martial spirit. Greatly enhances all six attributes, purifies the Evil God bloodline, and eliminates future bottlenecks.)]
Sweeping the Juxiang Pavilion with his divine sense, Fu Ye located the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger dozing in a pool of shadows.
"Come here, mutt. I've got something for you."
—Food?
The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's ears twitched. Despite his laziness, he dragged himself to the rooftop suite. The moment his gaze landed on the Demon Nightmare Flower in Fu Ye's hand, a gleam lit up his dark pupils.
That herb looked delicious!
"Eat. At your current strength—50,000 years—you're barely qualified to sweep the floors."
The tiger's bloodline came from an evil god. With this herb, he could undergo yet another terrifying evolution.
"Awooo~ Thank you, Master!"
Without hesitation, the tiger devoured the fairy herb. Instantly, his body burst into a soft, eerie violet glow.
Sensing the power within the herb surging wildly, Fu Ye quickly raised both a barrier and a visual concealment shield.
He couldn't risk alerting the gods—especially not over his 'dog'.
As for the Yin Yang Fortune Grass, it was meant for Ah Yin. Seeing her still peacefully asleep, Fu Ye leaned in and gently placed the herb near her lips.
"Nom… nom…"
Almost instinctively, Ah Yin took the fragrant herb into her mouth. As the embodiment of the Blue Silver Emperor, she absorbed immortal herbs far more efficiently than any human.
"Mmm… my body feels hot..."
Half-asleep, she whispered as the power of the immortal herb surged through her veins.
Time passed quietly. A full month went by.
Ah Yin fully refined the herb's power within a day, stabilizing at Soul Saint—level 70. With the divine soul ring Fu Ye gifted her, her cultivation rose further to level 73.
Fu Ye wasn't idle, either. During this period, he completely integrated the full set of Dragon God's million-year soul bones. Though his cultivation was still restricted by the system, his aura became even more terrifying—just shy of breaking into divine territory.
As for the stupid mutt—the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger—Fu Ye generously let him gnaw on several 100,000-year-old soul bones as chew toys.
After fully digesting the Demon Nightmare Flower, the tiger evolved into a 150,000-year-old soul beast. Its strength now equaled a peak Super Douluo—level 98. When unleashing his bloodline, he could temporarily rise to the level of an Extreme Douluo—level 99.
Now, that was a proper watchdog.
Over the month, Fu Ye also made a few trips to Yuexuan to tease Tang Yuehua, the spoiled little sister. He even took Ah Yin to the Star Dou Great Forest for a stroll or two. There, Ah Yin and Ah Wu—who truly seemed like long-lost sisters—reunited.
Xiao Wu, that big-eared bunny, always followed Fu Ye around, begging for carrots. He didn't mind. The system refreshed every few minutes anyway. He had endless supply. The thousands of carrots he gave away last time had all been eaten by Xiao Wu and the Titan Giant Ape.
Carrots weren't valuable cultivation resources. They just tasted good. As long as they didn't interfere with the plot—such as Xiao Wu transforming too early—it was fine.
Fu Ye also returned to Spirit Hall in search of that scumbag, Yu Xiaogang, but the bastard was nowhere to be found. He waited for days, but not even a trace.
Even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan yielded nothing.
That was strange. But he didn't worry. With a tracking talisman in his System Mall, all he had to do was picture the man's face, and he'd find him.
Let the bastard enjoy his freedom for a few more days. His reckoning was coming.
—
Meanwhile… In Spirit Hall's underground interrogation chamber—
Squeak—
The heavy iron door groaned open. Bibi Dong stepped inside.
As always, five healing soul masters waited inside.
Yu Xiaogang's body had long been broken—covered in bruises and welts. His flesh was cracked inch by inch from the iron whips.
Yet today, Bibi Dong planned something new.
"You venomous woman! You'll die a wretched death!" Yu Xiaogang roared through cracked lips, hatred flaring in his dull eyes.
But Bibi Dong ignored him.
"Yu Xiaogang, Yu Xiaogang…" she chuckled softly. "You think I'll let you die so easily? Your sect has already been dealt with. No one will be asking about you anytime soon."
She waved her hand.
Six burly men entered.
"Saintess!"
They bowed respectfully.
She turned to the five healers. "You five are no longer needed. I'll double the cultivation resources I promised. I trust you understand why."
A glint flickered in their eyes.
"Understood."
"We were never here."
"We saw nothing."
Satisfied, Bibi Dong nodded. "If I hear a word about this leaving this room, none of you will escape."
"Yes, Saintess!"
Once they left, Bibi Dong approached Yu Xiaogang—stopping just three meters away.
"Enjoy your stay, Yu Xiaogang. For the next six months, these six men will be your companions."
His anger vanished. Panic dawned in his eyes.
"He is the young patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect," Bibi Dong said calmly. "After six months, you each get 5,000 gold soul coins. All your needs will be provided. Neither of you may leave. I want him alive… but never at peace. Understood?"
Five thousand coins?! The six men looked at each other. Their eyes gleamed as they turned toward Yu Xiaogang.
"Yes, Your Holiness!"
As Bibi Dong exited, the heavy door closed behind her.
And then…
"A pretty boy, huh? Let me have first go, big bro!"
"Charge!"
"AHHHHHH! You monsters! No—!"