Xue Qiu opened its mouth and swallowed the Wolf Bead whole.
The Wolf Bead was too large, while Xue Qiu's mouth was too small. Its chubby cheeks bulged high, like two lumps of dough.
It swallowed with great effort. Then, with a loud glug, its belly suddenly expanded several hundred times over.
Xue Qiu was made of jellyfish. Its body could grow or shrink and could be stretched and kneaded into any shape. Holding a Wolf Bead inside was no difficult task for it.
Xue Qiu let out a satisfied belch, reached out with its little paws to rub its belly—which had grown countless times larger—and then covered its mouth as it giggled.
Li Mu Yang felt an urge to beat Xue Qiu to a pulp.
That was the Wolf Bead! It was the Wolf King's Primordial Spirit, refined over ten thousand years—the essence and accumulation of all its cultivation.
It was the root of its life, a hundred million times more important than its life itself.
Yet now Xue Qiu had swallowed it in one bite. What was Li Mu Yang supposed to take back and return to its owner?
The last time the Wolf King had been deceived by the Dragon King, it had already lost its trust in the dragon clan. This time, not only could he not lend it the Heart of Weak Water for three years, he had even lost its Wolf Bead.
Forget it. It was already deeply disappointed in the dragon clan. A little more disappointment should be something it could accept. After this lesson, it probably would not trust any member of the dragon clan again, right?
That way, it would not be deceived again. It could even be considered for its own good.
With that thought, Li Mu Yang felt much