Douluo: Reborn as a Dragon Egg, Personally Hatched by the Silver Dragon King

Though he was domineering, he would not wipe out an entire family over a single remark.

The grandfather and granddaughter had both knelt and kowtowed, while Sword Douluo had been beaten into a psychological shadow, his sword heart nearly shattered. Ye Feng truly could not bring himself to be too ruthless...

If he killed Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would certainly be dragged down with them. If things escalated, it would become an all-out war between soul beasts and humans.

Humans were far from being a match for soul beasts now. If they fought, at least ninety-nine percent of humanity would die. How was that supposed to work...

Ye Feng's original plan had only been to use Bi Ji and Zi Ji to put a little pressure on Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo. He had not expected Di Tian to suddenly appear and force Sword Douluo to kneel and beg for mercy with a single burst of pressure.

This had completely exceeded Ye Feng's expectations.

Still, the intimidation had worked exceptionally well.

"Thank you, sir, for sparing our lives!"

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo immediately felt as though he had been pardoned. He fiercely wiped away his cold sweat before pulling Ning Rongrong to her feet.

The last time he had experienced such a life-or-death crisis had been more than thirty years ago.

He had thought that, with his level 96 strength, he was practically invincible beneath the heavens. Yet he had never expected such terrifying beings to exist in this world.

"However, my Star Sect is not one to be trifled with either. The death penalty may be spared, but punishment is unavoidable..."

Ye Feng changed his tone, his voice turning cold again. "My Star Sect is short on menial disciples. Let her atone for her sins by serving as one for a year."

Ye Feng glanced at the teary-eyed Ning Rongrong and continued.

After Di Tian's intimidation, Ye Feng felt that Ning Rongrong had been sufficiently taught a lesson and should have learned her place.

The Star Sect needed people, and a properly trained Ning Rongrong would still be quite suitable.

"Ah? A menial disciple... I... I don't know how..."

Ning Rongrong was immediately dumbfounded...

She had always been high and mighty, accustomed to being a little princess. How could she possibly know how to do that kind of rough work...

"Thank you, sir!"

Sword Douluo reacted quickly and hurriedly looked at Ning Rongrong. "Rongrong, hurry up and thank this lord!"

Sword Douluo was old and shrewd. He knew this was the condition for the other party to spare them, so naturally, he agreed at once.

Moreover, he had not sensed any killing intent from the other party. The menial work was probably just a pretext to teach Ning Rongrong a lesson.

This time, Ning Rongrong had truly dragged him into disaster. Even his sword heart had developed cracks.

He did not resent Ning Rongrong. He simply felt that she truly needed to suffer a little and could not continue being spoiled so excessively.

Entering the Star Sect as a menial disciple would also allow Ning Rongrong to temper herself properly.

Besides, he could tell that the other party did not seem to harbor any ill intent. Ning Rongrong might be a little tired working as a menial disciple in the Star Sect, but she most likely would not be bullied or harmed.

A Taste, Just One Taste

"Ah... thank you..."

Ning Rongrong's mind was still muddled.

But Di Tian's overwhelming pressure still weighed upon her like a demon, leaving her no time to think too much.

"Alright, go in. From now on, you are a menial disciple of our Star Sect. If you perform well, you can be promoted to an ordinary disciple."

"Zhu Zhuqing is also in the sect. You can go find her."

Ye Feng waved his hand and gave a simple order, having someone bring Ning Rongrong into the sect.

To Ye Feng, the Silver Dragon King was still more important than training Ning Rongrong.

As for Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing could comfort her first.

After all, she had just been scared into wetting herself.

Though it had only been a tiny bit, Ye Feng's senses were sharp. He saw Ning Rongrong squeezing her legs together and took another look, accidentally discovering it...

As for the menial disciple business, it was merely an excuse to frighten Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong's support abilities were still somewhat useful. If she could be cultivated, Ye Feng would not begrudge her resources.

After all, he possessed an Immortal Herb capable of evolving the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.

If Ning Rongrong could become one of his people, Ye Feng could help her evolve as well.

If she could not be properly trained, then so be it. Ye Feng did not actually lack one more person.

"Young Master, let's go. I will take you back."

Seeing this, Di Tian smiled faintly, greatly gratified.

At first, he had been somewhat bothered by Ye Feng's human identity.

But after witnessing Ye Feng's talent, he had completely cast aside that concern.

With Ye Feng's talent, once he grew up, he would definitely be able to become a god—perhaps even surpass his father, the Dragon God!

At that time, he might even be able to break the "curse" preventing soul beasts from becoming gods.

Crack, crack, crack—

Soon, a spatial rift suddenly appeared beside Di Tian.

"Young Master, stay close to me. Do not run around."

Di Tian spoke in a low voice. His dragon wings slowly spread and wrapped around Ye Feng before he stepped into the spatial rift.

The instant he entered the rift, Ye Feng's vision went dark, and he felt endless pressure descend upon him.

The air around him became incomparably thin, making it impossible to breathe.

Fortunately, Ye Feng's body was powerful, and he only felt slightly uncomfortable.

However, the discomfort lasted only a dozen breaths before Ye Feng felt his entire body lighten.

Then, his surroundings suddenly brightened, and a familiar fragrance reached his nose...

It was the scent of the Star Dou Forest.

Though he had only been away for a few months, Ye Feng had gone through many things. Returning here again, he still felt as though everything had changed.

"Coming home really doesn't feel bad."

Ye Feng took a deep breath. After living in the city for so long, he found himself strangely nostalgic for this primitive way of life.

"Young Master, the Lord is waiting for you. Whenever you wish to return, I will come take you back." Ye Feng pointed toward the distant Lake of Life as he spoke.

"Mm."

Ye Feng nodded, then arrived beneath the Lake of Life and plunged straight in.

Following the familiar path, Ye Feng arrived outside the Silver Dragon King's "bedchamber" and charged right inside.

The scene shifted, and Ye Feng entered successfully.

"Huh? I got in just like that?" Ye Feng was slightly stunned.

After he had been "kicked out" last time, the Silver Dragon King had revoked his access. Ye Feng had thought he would be bounced away, but he had entered directly instead.

Ye Feng came back to his senses and looked ahead. That graceful figure was still there.

Her long silver-white hair drifted gently. The Silver Dragon King wore a purple long dress, its hem short enough to reveal a large stretch of her slender, well-proportioned, snow-white legs, instantly drawing Ye Feng's gaze.

"Big Sister~"

Ye Feng hurriedly called out and jogged over, intending to give the Silver Dragon King a fierce hug.

However, when Ye Feng embraced the "Silver Dragon King," she slowly dissipated.

Clearly, it was merely an illusion. Ye Feng had been too eager to notice.

"Hmph, was the human world fun? You still remembered to come back?"

The Silver Dragon King's faintly dissatisfied snort echoed through the space.

Clearly, she was a little angry that Ye Feng had not come to see her for so long.

Though for the Silver Dragon King, a few months were really no more than an instant.

But ever since Ye Feng had left, she had missed him every day. She had worried whether he would be bullied in the human world, and she could even dream of Ye Feng while sleeping...

Every day had felt incomparably long to her. Who could endure that?

"It... it was alright, but the Star Dou Forest is still better~"

Ye Feng scratched his head. Hearing that something was off in the Silver Dragon King's tone, he hurriedly replied.

It was not that he did not want to return. The distance was simply too great. Since he had finally made a trip out, he had to stay at least half a year before returning...

Who could have expected this...

"Hm? What is going on with the power of those two Dragon Souls within your body? Did you encounter the inheritances of the Ice Dragon King and Fire Dragon King?"

"And your bloodline has grown so quickly. It seems you encountered quite a few opportunities..."

At that moment, the Silver Dragon King's graceful figure slowly appeared behind Ye Feng. She pressed a hand onto his shoulder, her tone filled with surprise and delight.

Clearly, the Silver Dragon King had noticed Ye Feng's improvement.

At the very least, it meant Ye Feng had not been fooling around in the human world, but had been diligently cultivating.

At that thought, much of the Silver Dragon King's resentment toward Ye Feng immediately faded.

"Thanks to your blessings, Big Sister, I encountered a few opportunities~"

Ye Feng chuckled, then told the Silver Dragon King about the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well without concealing anything.

"Hmph hmph~ Not bad, not bad. This was your opportunity to begin with, and you've grown quite a bit too. I won't hold it against you this time~"

After hearing of Ye Feng's adventures in the human world, the Silver Dragon King was happy for him as well.

With her hands clasped behind her back, she circled Ye Feng and inspected him carefully. Her eyes curved into crescents, and her bright pale-purple eyes were full of amusement.

As Ye Feng's bloodline improved, the Silver Dragon King only found him increasingly charming, and his scent increasingly fragrant.

"Hehe..." Ye Feng felt a little uncomfortable under her scrutiny, but he still obediently remained still, only able to give an awkward laugh. He was clearly somewhat guilty.

The Silver Dragon King continued staring at Ye Feng without blinking, even gently twitching her delicate pink nose...

Mm, he smelled so good.

I really want to take a bite.

Forget it, I'll just give him a lick.

As if possessed, the Silver Dragon King suddenly came behind Ye Feng, gently pressed herself against his back, and leaned her head closer...

Hiss—

"Big Sister, what are you doing..."

Feeling an inexplicable sensation on his earlobe, Ye Feng shuddered violently and immediately felt a headache coming on.

"Nothing. There was something dirty there, so Big Sister helped you clean it off~"

The Silver Dragon King's face flushed slightly as she licked her lips, savoring the taste.

Yet her body remained pressed against Ye Feng's.

Ye Feng's warmth, the ancestral dragon aura within him, and the scorching heat of the Extreme Fire in his body all made her deeply intoxicated.

The Silver Dragon King felt as though her entire body was burning up.

It was not that she lacked restraint. Ye Feng's scent was simply far too fragrant, countless times more fragrant than when he had been young.

Merely pressing herself against Ye Feng made her bloodline boil and rejoice. She did not want to leave at all.

"Oh, right, Big Sister. My bloodline has improved greatly too, so the effect of treating your injuries will definitely be better. Do you want to try?"

As though he had thought of something, Ye Feng hurriedly spoke.

Winning Over the Silver Dragon King