Douluo Continent: Phoenix Plays with Two Dragons, Reincarnated as Ye Xishui at the Start

Upon hearing Electrolux's words, Ye Xishui nodded slightly, indicating that she had no objection.

Seeing this, Electrolux said no more.

He slowly raised his illusory right hand, and the gray light at his fingertips continuously gathered and compressed, eventually condensing into an ancient and mysterious gray rune mark.

"This is the key to my undead demiplane, which I entrust to you for safekeeping."

After steadily pushing the gray spatial imprint into Ye Xishui's palm, the figure of the Necromancer Saint began to fade.

With a faint gray light flashing, he didn't hesitate at all, transforming into a ray of light and disappearing back into the merit tower surrounded by black mist.

After putting away the Merit Pagoda, Ye Xishui played with the gray spatial rune in her hand, and couldn't help but become a little interested.

Since she had nothing else to do, as her soul power slowly surged in her palm, the gray rune instantly emitted a dark light, like ripples on water, silently tearing open a spatial rift leading to an unknown dimension in mid-air.

Without hesitation, Ye Xishui stepped out and entered this independent little world.

The moment you step inside, an intense, tangible aura of death and the undead hits you.

Upon entering, Ye Xishui looked around and couldn't help but sigh, "To have single-handedly created an independent space with its own set of laws, that old guy Electrolux is indeed something else."

What came into view was a vast, boundless expanse of gray and gloomy world.

There were no sun, moon, or stars in the sky, only a perpetual haze and leaden-gray clouds.

Beneath our feet lies cracked, black, scorched earth, with stark white skeletons and weathered rocks half-buried in the mud and sand.

On the distant, hazy horizon, a few low-level skeletons and zombies could be faintly seen wandering aimlessly.

However, upon sensing the aura of the dimensional key on Ye Xishui's body, these mindless undead creatures, suppressed by the laws, instinctively knelt on the scorched earth, trembling in fear.

Ye Xishui stepped onto the dry, scorched earth, her blood-red skirt contrasting sharply with the gray world.

"It's a good place, but in my opinion, it's a bit too monotonous and lifeless."

Ye Xishui stopped in her tracks, and as her eyes darted around, a compassionate smile appeared on her lips. "Such a large piece of land with such good feng shui is a waste to leave empty. We need to find some 'free labor' to do some infrastructure work."

As Ye Xishui finished speaking, this originally lifeless demiplane of the dead seemed to suddenly "come alive".

Seemingly having precisely captured the hint of elation in the new plane's ruler's emotions, the low-ranking skeleton soldiers on the distant wasteland all straightened up in unison, their upper and lower jaws clapping wildly, making a dense, crisp "click-clack" sound, as if they were enthusiastically applauding their leader's brilliant suggestion.

Immediately afterwards, from the distant black mist, came the dull sound of horses' hooves.

Several terrifying knights riding nightmare steeds raised their rusty greatswords high, letting out low, excited roars, seemingly celebrating the arrival of their "new colleagues."

"roar--!"

Just then, a powerful dragon roar that pierced the clouds suddenly resounded.

A massive bone dragon, its empty eye sockets burning with eerie blue soul fire, suddenly swooped down from the dark clouds.

The undead behemoth, exuding an aura comparable to that of a titled Douluo, landed heavily dozens of meters away from Ye Xishui. Then, like a giant dog eager to please its master, it obediently lowered its hideous white skeletal skull.

Looking at the group of undead creatures frantically echoing and dancing wildly before her, Ye Xishui's smile grew even more blatant.

"What? You all feel that my idea is quite correct, don't you?"

She walked slowly forward, extended her fair, jade-like hand, and gently patted the cold skull of the dragon skull, her tone full of undisguised anticipation.

"Rest assured, I always keep my word."

"Once we've rounded up and brought in all those sanctimonious elders and other Shrek Celestial Dragons from the Shrek Sea God Pavilion, I'll have them work as assistants to you old natives."

"During the day, let them clear land, mine, and build infrastructure; at night, they'll serve as your sparring partners. If they dare to slack off, drain their soul power to irrigate this dead land, ensuring that their proud 'eternal glory' is completely squeezed dry here!"

Hearing Ye Xishui's beautiful blueprint, which was full of capitalist style, the creatures of the entire undead demiplane once again erupted in a deafening roar of celebration.

Clearly, these undead natives, who have been waiting for countless years, are already impatient for the arrival of this group of high-quality Shrek laborers.

...

After exiting the undead demiplane, Ye Xishui's figure swayed slightly and then disappeared silently from the room.

On the other side, Ye Guyi was meditating cross-legged in the secret room when she suddenly saw a red shadow flash before her eyes.

Seeing the teacher suddenly appear in front of her, the girl was clearly a little stunned, and subconsciously widened her clear eyes.

"Originally, I planned to set off immediately to arrange your enrollment at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy."

Ye Xishui walked up to her and explained gently, "But then I thought, Xiaoyao is going to the Heavenly Soul Empire and will bring back another girl from the Angel lineage in a few days. So let's just wait until they arrive and then take care of your identities and enrollment procedures at the same time, which will save us a lot of trouble."

After hearing the explanation, Ye Guyi nodded obediently.

Looking at the adorable blonde girl in front of her, Ye Xishui felt more and more pleased, and smiled as she looked at her somewhat reserved little apprentice.

Before she could make a move, a dark red phantom had already closed in on her in the next instant.

Ye Guyi felt a fragrant breeze on her face. Before her clear eyes could catch a glimpse of her teacher, she was instantly enveloped by an irresistible yet exceptionally gentle force.

"oops!"

With a shy exclamation, Ye Guyi's petite body was pulled into Ye Xishui's arms, her fair face crashing solidly into an amazingly warm and soft embrace.

The teacher's cool yet subtly fragrant scent filled the air, and this sudden sense of pressure made the little angel blush instantly.

She froze completely, unable to move, and could only utter a few hesitant, embarrassed sounds.

Feeling her disciple stiff as a little quail in her arms, Ye Xishui chuckled softly, then gently ruffled her dazzling golden hair before leisurely saying:

"Since we have nothing to do right now, let's take advantage of this free time. Girl, pack your things and come with me to the place where a god fell ten thousand years ago—Jialing Pass."

Having finally managed to free half her head from that suffocating sense of oppression, Ye Guyi gasped for breath, her face flushed, and stammered in response,

"Okay...okay, teacher..."