After staying at Lin Family Fortress for a few days, Xu Long left with Ling'er.
His goal was the Five Spirit Pearls; he cared about nothing else.
Hiking in the wild is arduous, but it's clear that Xu Long is not a pedantic person.
He got a carriage and lined it with thick cushions.
As for the driver, he's undoubtedly the most useless Rice Bucket.
It has to be said that, apart from being terrible at fighting, this Rice Bucket -nothing is truly top- First-rate.
She excels at everything: laundry, cooking, housework, driving around, and gathering intelligence.
Inside the carriage, Xu Long parted Ling'er's lips and put a lollipop into her pink little mouth.
"My husband, you're so good to me!"
Ling'er held Xu Long's hand, her eyes filled with love.
"You're my wife, if I don't treat you well, who will I treat well?"
Xu Long smiled and said.
"Um."
Ling'er nodded, enjoying Xu Long's tenderness.
However, at that moment, a strange fluctuation appeared out of nowhere.
Ling'er's long, fair legs came together and began to stretch rapidly.
In less than three seconds, Zhao Ling'er transformed into a half-human, half-snake form.
No! Not half-human, half-snake! But half-human, half-dragon!
Xu Long felt a tremor in his blood, like a child seeing an adult.
(The dragon's appearance underwent a long evolutionary process. In the Yanhuang era, it was basically the same as a snake, so the tails of Fuxi and Nüwa looked like snake tails. This work is based on the story of the Dragon God of Leize and Huaxu, and sets Fuxi and Nüwa as hybrids of humans and dragons.)
Human bloodlines have degenerated beyond recognition since ancient times.
Not only is its strength weak, but its senses are also extremely dull.
It was also thanks to Xu Long's bloodline having undergone multiple evolutions that he was able to sense that slight tremor.
"What's going on? What's going on? Why did it come out again? Why?"
Upon seeing her own tail, Ling'er burst into tears.
In its excitement, it lashed its tail wildly, lashing it hard against the wooden planks surrounding the carriage.
In any other place, even a meter-thick wall would crumble, but Xu Long had already reinforced the carriage when Zhao Ling'er's body began to change.
" Ling'er, don't be afraid! Your husband is here!"
Xu Long held Zhao Ling'er in his arms and gently comforted her.
"My lord, Ling'er has turned into a monster, waaaaah..."
Zhao Ling'er cried feeling very wronged, but Xu Long's embrace made her feel much more at ease.
"You are not a monster, you are a descendant of Nüwa. Because of the power of the fetus within you, the characteristics of a descendant of Nüwa are uncontrollably manifesting."
Xu Long reached out and pressed his hand on Zhao Ling'er's tail, trying to suppress the restless power of her bloodline.
"A descendant of Nüwa? A fetus? I'm pregnant? I'm going to be a mother?"
Women's attention is indeed drawn to novelty; they immediately forgot about the tail and excitedly rubbed against Xu Long's waist.
Outside the carriage, Rice Bucket heard the "bang bang bang" sounds coming from inside and sighed silently.
The owner really knows how to have fun! It's nowhere near as good!
After much Kung Fu Hustle, Zhao Ling'er suppressed Nüwa's bloodline and her tail was replaced with legs.
This force was so powerful that it almost instantly propelled Zhao Ling'er from C-rank to nearly S-rank.
This power, however, was not violent at all; it was profound and gentle, slowly changing Ling'er's constitution.
"Husband, is our child a boy or a girl? What should we name him?"
Zhao Ling'er gently stroked her belly, already imagining life after her child was born.
"It should be a girl."
Xu Long sighed. The bloodline of the Nüwa clan was strange; they only had one child each time, and it was always a daughter.
Whether it's Li Xiaoyao, Xu Long, or anyone else, the result will be the same.
To put it bluntly, Xu Long is just a breeding machine; his only use is to sow seeds.
Once that's done, he's no longer of any use.
However, Xu Long clearly didn't believe in such superstitions. He had finally found someone who could withstand the power of his bloodline, so how could he not have at least ten or eight offspring?
"Ah... husband... no... be careful of the baby... um..."
The carriage started shaking again, causing the Rice Bucket outside to sigh once more.
It misses Little Yellow very much, and wonders if Little Yellow misses it too.
In the Nanzhao Kingdom, Anu, who was fast asleep among the flowers, suddenly opened her eyes.
One of her fingers was trembling uncontrollably, as if it were having a spasm, so frequently that it left a blurry afterimage.
"Princess! I've found the princess!"
Anu cried out in surprise and immediately decided to go and search for it.
She's simple-minded and doesn't have many thoughts; to put it simply, she's a bit dim-witted.
He didn't take any luggage, nor any gold or silver; he simply told the Southern Barbarian Mama and ran off.
Whoosh!
Not long after leaving the Nanzhao Kingdom, Anu saw a streak of light flash across the sky, resembling a large red gourd.
"Huh? Anu must be seeing things. How could a gourd fly? It must be a roast chicken!"
Anu smacked her lips and skipped and hopped towards the Central Plains.
The Rice Bucket drove the carriage, and Xu Long and Ling'er, whispering sweet nothings, soon arrived at a small town.
The air was thick with resentment and filled with the stench of death; it had clearly become a desolate wasteland.
Not far from this town is a General's Tomb. After the Red Ghost King occupied that place, he began to control the Skeleton General to spread corpse poison and absorb the human essence for cultivation.
The Red Ghost King is very strong, only slightly weaker than the Wine Sword Immortal.
Normally, Xu Long wouldn't actively seek out trouble with these monsters, but unfortunately, the Red Ghost King possessed an Earth Spirit Pearl, leaving him no choice.
A dog driving a car? It must be a monster!
The carriage was spotted as soon as it approached; this group of people, having been attacked by zombies, immediately surrounded it like frightened birds.
"Kill it! Don't let it into the city!"
Someone shouted, and everyone immediately became excited.
But just as they approached within ten meters of the carriage, a voice came from inside.
"Disperse!"
The voice seemed to possess a magical power, instantly silencing the agitated crowd.
"My lord, it seems a disaster has struck this place; I can hear countless wronged souls weeping."
Zhao Ling'er had a somber expression, while Xu Long remained indifferent.
The best way to solve a disaster is to eradicate its root cause.
No matter how well you remedy the situation, if the root cause isn't addressed, it's all for naught.
Upon entering the city, Xu Long saw several people tied to wooden stakes and locked in cages.
Its canine teeth bared, its face contorted in a ferocious grimace, as it struggled frantically.
The people around him remained expressionless, seemingly used to such scenes.
These people were all infected with corpse poison and are already dead.
"My lord, can you save them?"
Zhao Ling'er grabbed Xu Long's hand and asked.
"It's best not to do that. You might save one, or ten, but you can't save a hundred, or a thousand. When you're exhausted, those who had high hopes for you but received no treatment will hate you."
Xu Long sighed. That's how people are; a small favor fosters gratitude, but a large favor breeds resentment.
"We'll save as many as we can."
Zhao Ling'er nodded, deciding to take action after all.