Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 721 Feasting on Pei Ye
The clear spring water seeped into his skin, and Pei Ye pressed down on the scaled demon's head, causing it to crash out of the water curtain.

Dozens of scaled demons were scattered and knocked away. Pei Ye grabbed one and pierced its body with his sword. The next moment, a surging black tide rushed over and engulfed him.

Even the most exquisite swordsmanship could not withstand such a covering. Pei Ye simply sheathed his sword, raised his hand and pressed down on countless slippery scales, and then countless overlapping forces slammed him against the stone wall.

Li Xizhou walked to the curtain and tilted his head: "Are you alright?"

Pei Ye was pressed against the stone wall, barely managing to turn one of his uncovered eyes to glance at her through the curtain of water.

Her tone was tinged with worry, but her face held a hint of suppressed amusement. However, she quickly concealed this when Pei Ye looked at her, and her expression transformed into genuine concern.

Pei Ye glanced at her and sent a message using the 【Zhiyi】 function: "It's alright."

A burst of intense fire erupted suddenly from the extremely compressed space.

Torrential streams of fire erupted from every tiny crevice, and after a brief accumulation of flames, the innermost layer of fire exploded with a deafening roar, transforming a dozen or so scaled demons into clear, cool spring water.

The water exploded and churned, and countless scaled demons lost their way in the turbulent currents and high-temperature steam. Pei Ye drew a zigzag line through the water, and all six scaled demons in his path were decapitated with a single sword strike.

After obtaining the true blood of the Mirage Dragon, Pei Ye truly felt a connection with the Mirage Realm.

His flowing blood visibly lured these mindless scaled demons like a bewitching poison, yet they were also clearly filled with instinctive awe.

Pei Ye could not control the water in the spiritual realm, nor did he possess the ability to control anything. However, he could personally feel that countless things were gradually becoming more intimate with him, and a certain pre-existing connection was beginning to manifest.

The scaled demons around him, the grass and trees beneath his feet, the mountains of corpses beside him, and even the endless distance and countless creatures—all these connections, whether strong or weak, gradually became intertwined with him, as if he were the center of everything.

He even began to vaguely sense the boundaries of the mirage.

Beneath all these vast and subtle sensations, all his discomfort in the water completely vanished.

The Luoshen Peach only granted him the ability to move freely in water, but with the flow of mirage blood, Pei Ye felt for the first time that he was far more at ease in the water than on land.

It wasn't an enhancement of all five senses, but rather the addition of another way of experiencing the world. Countless tiny streams of water, carrying all the intertwined information, flowed through his body, and his body instinctively recognized the source of each disturbance, clearly reflecting it in his mind.

Pei Ye adapted to this "freedom" with a sense of unfamiliarity. Gradually, when faced with the countless scaled demons' claws and fangs, he hardly needed to think much or use methods like fire streams to repel the enemies.

He moved among them more nimbly than the mermaids and understood the water better than the scaled demons. These crude attacks gradually lost their effectiveness against him, and each time he was able to break through the group at its weakest point.

He moved gracefully in the dim water, black scales gathering and dispersing around him. One moment he was swallowed up at the front, and the next he emerged unharmed at the tail.

Only when the scaled demons died one by one so quickly could they no longer inflict new wounds on him.

Only now did Pei Ye understand the feelings of a woman who had regained the blood of the mirage. In such a spiritual realm, she, as the crown prince, was indeed in her element.

A large, clear spring gushed into the body, flowing into the body's essence and repairing all the old and new, internal and external wounds. Then, the essence began to grow vigorously.

This sapling, which grows with just a little water and is the dream of every gardener, was born in the dantian of a poor boy, and it was unknown how long it would take for it to receive even a few drops of sweet dew. On the rare occasions it had a good drink, it was all used to repair its easily broken mortal body.

Ninety percent of his growth over the past six months came from his tireless absorption of the profound energy of heaven and earth. He had finally managed to rise a bit, and just when things were looking up, the young man somehow learned a technique for starting a fire. He toiled for half a month, only to be able to sustain himself for two breaths.

Pei Ye thought to himself that if he were a benefactor, he would be annoyed to death long ago.

But Binglu, unlike the black cat, lacked intelligence and was unaware that such a good thing as changing masters existed. Confined within his dantian, he believed that the dantian tree's life was like this: endlessly growing upwards, growing even without water, growing even when burned... Given enough time, it would eventually outlast this fire-playing boy.

In the few exchanges just now, all the branches on the Eight Lives were burned off. Fortunately, they stopped in time and did not fall to the Seven Lives.

It's a dreamlike scene right now.

Like a farmer harvesting autumn wheat, more than half a year of hard work has finally paid off. Large streams of sweet spring water are poured down like waterfalls, and in just a short moment, the eight branches have grown halfway.

And it continues to water it without stopping.

For the first time, Pei Ye felt like she was "interacting" with Binglu.

He poured a large amount of sweet spring water into his dantian, and within two breaths, Binglu returned a layer of abundant true energy to him, sweeping away all the fatigue in his body. The more he invested, the more Binglu supplied him. Peiye seemed to feel its swaying, and every leaf exuded a refreshing aura.

Pei Ye was almost immersed in this state. Everything in front of him—scales, fangs, the fleeting face of the scale demon—all settled into a smooth surface awaiting manipulation.

No situation could cause him any emotional fluctuation. He was so engrossed in rapidly consuming the sweet spring water that Pei Ye suddenly snapped out of his reverie a quarter of an hour later.

Binglu no longer gave him immediate feedback. It stood strong in his dantian, no longer a swaying, tender seedling. Its branches and trunk had hardened, and its 256 meridians connected to the body, all having reached their peak.

A surge of true energy filled his body.

Pei Ye stopped wielding his long sword, gently swung it backward to avoid the bites of several scaled demons, and stood in the water. He could see that the scaled demon horde had thinned out by several layers, with a large number of scaled demons having moved far away or lying on the mountain ridge.

Pei Ye glanced at them, waved his hand to deal with a few more that pounced at him, and then prepared to leave.

But the next moment he was slightly startled. The divine power within him did not quiet down. It still scanned the scaled demon that pounced on him with fervor and greed, like a fledgling bird stretching its neck for food.

"..."

Pei Ye was stunned for a moment before several scaled demons pounced on him. With a flick of his sword, Pei Ye severed their heads, and the sweet spring water flowed into his body. Bing Lu, as expected, swallowed it all again.

He suddenly recalled a scene from a distant past.

At the very beginning, in the Xincang Mountain of Fenghuai, when the Immortal Lord was still residing in my body, I knelt on the ground in three purple robes of the Zhushi Sect, offering my spiritual body to the Immortal Lord.

At that time, the divine seed had already been born eight times, and then it climbed upwards again, reaching the realm of nine births.

Pei Ye silently glanced around; the largest scaled demons had already been taken away by Yong Ji and the other two.

Pei Ye thought for a moment, then stopped chasing after the scaled demons and turned back into the water curtain.

(End of this chapter)