Dragon Girl Wanted to Write a Book

To Ma Feifei's dismay, Yun Qingyang glared at Ma Feifei after hearing this and said, "I know! You're the one who wrote that bald monk's favorite phrase, 'beast!' Ma Feifei, so you've always looked down on us spirit beasts!"

Yun Qingyang spoke, her face suddenly turned aggrieved, and her eyes reddened.

"No... no..." Seeing that Yun Qingyang was about to cry, Ma Feifei was completely at a loss and panicked. "Oh dear, that's not what I meant, I meant... hey, don't cry..."

But Yun Qingyang wouldn't listen to Ma Feifei; large tears were welling up under her eyelids, ready to fall with a blink.

"Qingyang, I really didn't mean that. Okay, I just bragged. I didn't write that 'The Legend of the Righteous Demon,' and I don't have the ability to kill that bald monk." Ma Feifei helplessly spread his hands. It was really unpleasant to have his boast exposed and then immediately slapped in the face.

However, it was still no use; Yun Qingyang maintained the same expression.

Ma Feifei's eyes darted around, and he took out a spatial bag from his ring, saying, "One million as an apology, okay?"

"Whoosh~"

Ma Feifei felt a gust of wind, and the spatial bag in his hand flew out and appeared in Yun Qingyang's hand in the next second. Looking at Yun Qingyang's face, there was no trace of the aggrieved look she had just had, and the tears in her eyes had disappeared.

"Ha, woman." Ma Feifei sneered.

"Hehehe," Yun Qingyang didn't argue with Ma Feifei. She glanced at the Spirit Crystal in her spatial bag, put them away, and sat down again. This time, she didn't take out her spatial ring, but instead took out paper and pen.

"What are you trying to do?" Ma Feifei couldn't help but lean closer and ask.

"I want to write a book," Yun Qingyang said seriously.

"Huh? Write a book?" Ma Feifei was a little confused.

Yun Qingyang nodded and said, "Yes, didn't you hold some kind of original works competition? I'm planning to participate and write a Legendary-grade- quality book."

"..." Ma Feifei looked at Yun Qingyang speechlessly. A Legendary-grade quality book? He must still be dreaming. With Yun Qingyang's IQ, let alone Legendary-grade, it would be a problem if he could even write a book. Of course, Ma Feifei didn't dare to say this out loud.

Ma Feifei squatted down in front of Yun Qingyang, glanced at Yun Qingyang's brush and paper, and asked in a low voice, "Qingyang, what story are you planning to write?"

Yun Qingyang tilted his head and thought for a moment, then replied uncertainly, "I'm not really sure either, but we'll put the bald monk in and then write him to death."

"Cough cough..." Ma Feifei almost choked to death by Yun Qingyang's words. It turns out this girl only thought of writing a book because of Fahai!

"Have you thought of a title yet?" Ma Feifei continued to ask. He didn't intend to stop Yun Qingyang from writing the book; after all, it was just a story, and she could write it however she wanted.

"No." Yun Qingyang shook her head. Then, Yun Qingyang frowned, looking at the papers spread out on her lap, and said, "Ma Feifei, what if this book I write becomes Legendary-grade book? Do you think the world within the book will appear?"

"Uh..." Upon hearing this, Ma Feifei hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "If you can truly create a Legendary-grade- quality book, the world within that book will definitely appear."

"Can I go in then?" Yun Qingyang suddenly looked at Ma Feifei and asked seriously.

Ma Feifei had originally intended to tease Yun Qingyang, but upon seeing Yun Qingyang's expression, she immediately abandoned her teasing idea and replied just as seriously, "Of course you can. Maybe because you're the author, you won't even need to comprehend it; you can go in whenever you want."

After listening to Ma Feifei's words, Yun Qingyang looked down at the papers on her lap and fell into deep thought.

The atmosphere in the backyard suddenly became somewhat heavy for some reason, making Ma Feifei feel uncomfortable all over. He could tell that Yun Qingyang's mood seemed to have dropped, but Ma Feifei thought about it carefully and couldn't find anything wrong with the conversation just now.

"What's wrong?" Ma Feifei asked softly.

Ma Feifei has known Yun Qingyang for almost a year. In her eyes, Yun Qingyang is a girl who appears aloof but is actually innocent. Apart from being cold and angry, Ma Feifei has never sensed any other side of Yun Qingyang. Her current depressed state even makes Ma Feifei wonder if the person in front of her is a fake Yun Qingyang.

Yun Qingyang shook his head, tapped the paper with his pen, and immediately smeared some ink on it. "I've made up my mind, I must write a book that contains the world within the book."

This time, Yun Qingyang didn't mention Legendary-grade quality again, clearly knowing that such a high-quality book couldn't be written casually.

"Why?" This time it was Ma Feifei's turn to ask. If he had thought that Yun Qingyang's purpose in writing the book was to include Fahai, then even if Ma Feifei was stupid, he would understand now that there must be other reasons.

"Because I miss them..." Yun Qingyang murmured softly, her voice filled with longing.

Ma Feifei was stunned for a moment before realizing who the 'they' Yun Qingyang was referring to were. They were Yun Qingyang's parents, relatives she had never seen since the moment Yun Qingyang was born.

Ma Feifei finally understood why Yun Qingyang wanted to write a book with a world within it. If Yun Qingyang's book could have a world within it, then she could meet her parents in that world and make up for the regret of never having met her biological parents in her life.

And the content of this book must be related to Yun Qingyang's parents.

"Okay, I'll write with you." For some reason, Ma Feifei suddenly thought of her own fate, and a strange sadness welled up in her heart. She subconsciously grabbed Yun Qingyang's hand and said firmly.

It's impossible for Yun Qingyang to write a book with a world within it, as that requires Yellow Quality" (a high-level literary quality). But that doesn't matter. Ma Feifei decided to help Yun Qingyang fulfill her wish. Ma Feifei was confident in her writing skills; she could write not only "Yellow Quality books, but also Epic-grade, Legendary-grade, and even Mythic-grade quality books.

"Smack!" The crisp sound brought Ma Feifei back to reality. Ma Feifei pulled his hand back in pain and said angrily, "Why did you hit me?"

"Heh!" Yun Qingyang looked at Ma Feifei and sneered, "You're going to write with me? You mean you're planning to help me write?"

"Is there a problem? Don't worry, I won't charge you this time. I believe that with my help, you can definitely write a book with a world within it to meet your parents," Ma Feifei said, patting his chest.

Yun Qingyang, however, didn't react. He just stared at Ma Feifei a little flustered. He couldn't help but ask, "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you believe I have this ability? Are you kidding me! I'm the owner of the Mysterious Bookstore. All the books in the Mysterious Bookstore are mine. How could I not write a Yellow Quality book..."

"Clatter~" Before Ma Feifei could finish speaking, Yun Qingyang's spatial ring flashed with light, and all the white-covered books fell down.

"You think I wouldn't know you secretly threw away these white papers?"

"..."