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"Don't you ever look in the mirror? Look at yourself, you're about the size of a small steamed bun, or maybe a Want Want brand one, you're just plain ugly!"

Qin Yu continued to relentlessly attack Zhuge Chuchu.

Compared to the voluptuous figures of Liu Xiaoxiao and Xiao Zhenzhen, her figure is indeed quite different. Even Ye Qingxue, the flower fairy, is more voluptuous than her.

It's highly likely that she put all her attribute points into intelligence.

Anyone who dares to use Zhuge as their surname is probably not too stupid.

"you you"

Zhuge Chuchu was trembling with anger, but she dared not fight Qin Yu to the death, because they were hundreds of meters in the air, and neither her intelligence nor her proud divine vision technique could be of any use.

As for combat strength, like her physique, it has never been her forte.

"What do you mean, 'you'? At such a young age, instead of learning good things, you're out here robbing and plundering. Since you dared to do this, you should be prepared to be robbed in return."

"Hurry up and hand over the storage ring, or I'll rape you!"

Qin Yu reprimanded him with a stern face.

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you."

Zhuge Chuchu's eyes flickered slightly, and her expression calmed down a bit, because Lei Long had arrived and was rushing towards Ye Qingxue.

They planned to capture the flower demon and exchange it for hostages with Qin Yu.

Otherwise, if he chooses to launch a direct attack, Zhuge Chuchu will be in Qin Yu's hands, making him hesitant to act rashly.

Qin Yu also noticed something was wrong. Zhuge Chuchu wasn't as panicked as she had been at the beginning, so it was likely that help had arrived.

However, Qin Yu only looked at Zhuge Chuchu with a half-smile, and it seemed that her wishful thinking was about to fall through.

If she had a backup plan, didn't I have one too?

At this moment, on the ground.

Lei Long jumped off a "spirit boat".

As mentioned earlier, when members of the Martial Emperor City sect travel, they usually choose a flying magical artifact, such as a "spirit boat".

The smaller ones can only accommodate two or three people, while the larger ones can accommodate thousands, all powered by arrays and spirit crystals.

The spirit boat that Lei Long rode on was his own. It was very small and could only seat two or three people. When not in use, it was stored in a storage ring.

Otherwise, even if he were a martial god, his true energy wouldn't be able to keep up if he wanted to travel long distances.

This kind of spirit boat doesn't consume a lot of energy; even traveling continuously for a week, it only costs about one spirit crystal.

The consumption of spirit ships that can accommodate thousands of people is terrifying; when fully loaded, they consume dozens of spirit crystals every day.

Unless it's something extremely urgent or part of a grand event, no sect would travel on such a large spirit boat.

It's cool, but the spirit crystals are burning through the sect leader's pockets.

It's like the mundane journey of life. You could easily take the high-speed train to your destination by yourself, but instead you charter a Boeing plane. You might save face, but your wallet can't handle it.

As an elder of the Thunder God Sect, Lei Long's annual "salary" is only fifty spirit crystals, so he naturally has to be careful with his money when using spirit boats and chooses this kind of small spirit boat.

The Thunder Dragon was quite tall and wore a red suit of armor with two dragon heads adorning its shoulders, making it look majestic.

He gives the impression of being around fifty years old, but no one knows his actual age.

To cultivate to the level of a Martial God, one must be quite old.

The claw-like weapon on the back of his hand is his ultimate weapon, the "Heavenly Demon Claw," which allows him to unleash combat power comparable to that of a Martial Emperor.

Seeing Ye Qingxue sitting cross-legged on the ground healing her injuries, Lei Long was overjoyed. It really was a flower fairy. He had made a huge profit this time. Flower fairies were not only expensive, but also top-quality cultivation furnaces and mobile supply stations.

I'll definitely keep this flower fairy for myself after taking it back. I could smell its faint fragrance from at least ten meters away.

It's unimaginable how beautiful the flower fairy would be in a moment of fragrant sweat. Seeing that Ye Qingxue's cultivation was only at the second rank, Lei Long was even more relaxed. In front of a Martial God, a second-rank flower fairy was like a little white rabbit, utterly harmless.

"Don't come any closer."

Ye Qingxue also noticed Lei Long and sensed his unfathomable aura, making her extremely nervous.

This was the first time she had ever encountered a human with such a high level of cultivation.

In her eyes, the Thunder Dragon was like an insurmountable mountain.

A Martial God is equivalent to a ninth-rank Great Demon.

"Little beauty, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. Be obedient, and stay by my side from now on, accompany me in dual cultivation, and provide me with supplies."

After Lei Long finished speaking, he naturally reached out his hand, wanting to pull Ye Qingxue up from the ground.

However, the space behind Ye Qingxue rippled slightly, and a crack appeared out of nowhere.

A chibi-style divine pet, over a meter tall, with a dragon head on its head and the body of a child, stood behind Ye Qingxue.

Two golden vertical pupils looked at the Thunder Dragon with a hint of mockery.

Although the name Leilong contains the word "dragon," Xiaolong is the real five-clawed golden dragon that has lived for thousands of years.

At least, there are currently no divine pets in Wudi City.

The little dragon suddenly emerged from the spatial rift, its strange appearance quite frightening the Thunder Dragon.

It looks like a demon, but its aura is far more sacred than that of demons, lacking the chaos and evil of demons.

"Old man, trying to take advantage of my misfortune, huh? Let's see how your grandpa, Little Dragon, deals with you!"

Xiao Long's voice was very young, but his fighting prowess was by no means lacking.

With a light leap, the little tail behind it lashed out at the Thunder Dragon.

Snapped.
Lei Long's vision went black, and he felt as if he had been struck by a steel plate. His body flew backward for dozens of meters, and when he hit the ground, he smashed a large crater in the ground.

"What is that little brat with a human body and a dragon's head that sent the Thunder Dragon flying?"

Zhuge Chuchu's mouth gaped open, utterly shocked.

"I don't know. I didn't expect there to be such a magical existence in Martial Emperor City."

At this point, Qin Yu would certainly not admit that Xiaolong was his divine pet.

"Damn it, you monster!"

Thunder Dragon was, after all, a martial god, with a body strength comparable to granite. Even though he was sent flying by Little Dragon's tail, he only felt a buzzing in his head.

With a slap on the ground, his body flew into the air, channeling his true energy into the Heavenly Demon Claw on the back of his hand.

In this situation, he had no choice but to use a weapon.

Suddenly, a pair of phantom wings appeared behind the Thunder Dragon, and its arms turned into jet black scales, making its combat power comparable to that of a Martial Emperor.

It transformed into a black shadow and charged towards the little dragon.

He simply couldn't believe that there was any powerful being in Martial Emperor City that transcended this plane.

I must have been careless just now, which gave this brat an opportunity.

Qin Yu held onto Zhuge Chuchu's arm, not in a hurry, and just floated in mid-air to watch the show.

Xiao Long's maximum combat power is unknown to him, but in his current form, he is just playing around.

If Little Dragon reverts to its golden dragon form, then it will start to get serious. (End of Chapter)