Although their bodies had not grown larger and had actually shrunk considerably, their scales had become even prettier. Two tiny bumps had also appeared on their heads, so small they were impossible to notice without looking closely.
Xue Fuyao gently rested her fingers on the bumps. They were hard, as though something was about to grow out from inside.
"Could they be growing horns?"
Xue Fuyao stroked Golden Pupil's and Purple Pupil's heads. They felt wonderful to the touch.
Just then, her master's voice suddenly sounded in her ears.
"Fuyao, come here."
Xue Fuyao paused, picked up Golden Pupil and Purple Pupil, and wound them around her wrist before turning to leave.
"Master, you wanted to see me?"
Xie Yichu was not in the room specially prepared for him. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the deck at the bow, and the area around him had been cleared.
"There's something I need you to do," Xie Yichu said.
"What is it?"
"You know the two boys from the Jimo Household, don't you?"
Hearing this, Xue Fuyao nodded and said honestly, "We've met a few times."
"The Jimo Household is based very close to the Demon Race and has been a main force in holding them back for generations. But a traitor recently emerged over there, causing the Jimo Household to suffer repeated defeats against the Demon Race. Several cities have already fallen."
Hearing her master say this, Xue Fuyao said gravely, "You want me to go support the Jimo Household."
"With just you alone, that wouldn't be providing support. That would be going to your death. I've prepared something. All you need to do is deliver it into Jimo Yunqi's hands."
"Why Jimo Yunqi? Shouldn't it be the head of the Jimo Household?" Xue Fuyao asked in confusion.
At this, Xie