Warden of the Beast World: Everyone is a Hakimi

After downing a bottle of Spirit-Crossing Dew, Chi Heng felt warm all over, as if he were soaking in magma at the perfect temperature, and his limbs were groaning comfortably.

But before he could even boast to Ye Tang about how comfortable he felt, Ye Tang suddenly covered her nose and took several steps back. "Little Firebird, you stink!"

Chi Heng lowered his head and sniffed his arm. A sour, foul smell entered his nostrils, making him frown.

The dew of the spirit was purifying the last trace of impurities remaining in his body; it was the smell of metabolic waste that had accumulated over many years being forcibly expelled from his body.

When his beloved complained that he smelled bad, his bird-like face turned bright red, and his wings popped out as he instinctively tried to cover himself.

"I...I'm going to the volcano!" The Vermilion Bird Clan bathes in lava; ordinary hot water simply won't get them clean. Afraid that Ye Tang would find him disgusting, he left these words and transformed into a streak of crimson light, disappearing into the horizon.

"Little Qi Xuan, you stink too." Ye Tang turned to look at the little dragon perched on her shoulder. Qi Xuan raised his little paw and sniffed himself. Indeed, a thin layer of gray impurities had seeped out from his frost-white scales, and the original fresh scent of the spiritual spring water had been replaced by a sour and rotten smell.

He pouted, his little corners drooping. "Ugh... Stinky, Qi Xuan." Ye Tang took out the animal shampoo she had never understood the purpose of from the spatial item shop, and also found a brand new bath sponge. She was very open-minded; since the shampoo was labeled for animals, it should be suitable for reptiles as well.

"bath."

"Mmm." Qi Xuan nodded obediently, his four little paws gripping Ye Tang's collar as she led him into the bathroom.

Ling Shou sat alone on the stone bench in the courtyard, his heart churning with turmoil. He could accept the Spirit-Crossing Dew, but if he wasn't mistaken, the bottle of shower gel that Ye Tang had just taken out was clearly the Bone-Healing Elixir.

The Skyfeather Falcon Clan searched the entire empire for years before finally acquiring a small bottle, which was diluted. It took them almost half a year to see results in treating their father's old injuries. The female, however, had just pulled out a whole bottle, undiluted, which she intended to use as bath gel for the dragon.

Wasn't she an orphan thrown out by the Ye family? Wasn't she a double F-level mental power? What kind of bottomless pit is her storage ring? The things this little sprout pulls out are more and more outrageous than the last. He wouldn't be surprised if she pulled out an entire ancient tree of the Beast God now.

Ling Shou stood at the bathroom door, watching Ye Tang pump the Guiyuan Healing Essence onto the bath sponge, the white foam piling up like a small mountain on Qi Xuan Shuang's white scales.

The bubbles kept piling up, and she added two more pumps, not satisfied. The little dragon in the bathtub was submerged in the foam, with only its head showing. Its icy blue vertical pupils were squinting contentedly, and its tail was splashing happily in the water. Ling Shou's heart ached with each click of the pump.

"Little Sprout, you're such a spendthrift!" He couldn't take it anymore. A whole bottle of undiluted Guiyuan Healing Essence could be exchanged for an entire mountain of the Tianling Falcon Clan at an auction, and this spendthrift female was using it to scrub the dragon's back.

"What is it now?" Ye Tang didn't even look up, her hands were rubbing Qi Xuan's back back and forth—this little dragon wasn't big, but it was incredibly dirty. The impurities it had just expelled were stuck in the gaps between its scales, and it was impossible to clean it without some effort.

The little gecko is very obedient. It raises its tail when told to and rolls over belly when told to, much better than some free-range chickens that stand at the door pointing and gesturing. "It's not like I'm ruining your business."

Ling Shou was speechless. It wasn't that he was squandering his family's wealth; he didn't even have a proper title, he hadn't given away all his assets, and he hadn't even earned the right to be the one having his family squandered.

It took more than an hour to clean Qi Xuan from head to toe. When the last round of foam was rinsed off, the scales, which were a gradient of frost white and ice blue, finally regained their original luster. Under the warm yellow light of the bathroom, they shimmered and shone, as if they were inlaid piece by piece with the finest jade.

Qi Xuan raised his front paws and carefully inspected the area, nodding in satisfaction. He then turned to look at his newly refurbished tail. Suddenly, he paused, whipped his tail up to cover his belly, and his little horn drooped shyly: "Sister, if you see everything, Qi Xuan will take responsibility."

"Little brat, you still know how to be shy." Ye Tang poked his bulging belly. A war god who was hundreds of years old, he shrank and even his mind shrank. He's supposed to take responsibility? What makes him responsible? Besides, what hasn't she seen of him? He's just a gecko.

"Use Guiyuan Healing Liquid to bathe him." Ling Shou leaned against the door frame, his gaze fixed on the half-empty bottle of shower gel in Ye Tang's hand. He knew it was too late to say this now, the bath was already over, but he just couldn't control his mouth.

"Look closely, it's shower gel." Ye Tang held the bottle up to Ling Shou, and the Chinese characters on the bottle clearly stated that it was for animal use.

"This young master has seen countless treasures, I can't be mistaken." Ling Shou took it and examined it carefully. He didn't recognize either the animal product or the shower gel on the label, but he would never mistake the liquid in the bottle.

Guiyuan Healing Fluid is a healing elixir coveted by all high-level combat orcs. Whether it's broken bones, damaged meridians, or old wounds, just a drop of the diluted solution can regenerate damaged tissue.

His father had suffered a spinal injury from a fallen beast on the battlefield. The Skyfeather Falcon Clan searched everywhere with all their might, spending several years to finally acquire a small bottle of diluted solution, which took almost half a year to barely recover. The solution Ye Tang was using for Qi Xuan's bath gel was a concentrated one, many times more potent than that diluted solution.

"Tell me, what's the price range?" Ye Tang was too lazy to estimate it herself.

"One pump, eighty million." Ling Shou's voice was hoarse with a hint of weakness.

"Oh, well, that's alright." One bottle requires dozens of pumps, and it's only 80 million per pump. Wait a minute, the milk Chi Heng drank was worth 1 billion per drop! The milk she fed these three furry creatures today alone could buy the entire empire. Forget it, money is just a number to her. Anyway, the item shop automatically restocks, and it's all good stuff.

"It's priceless. When my father was injured, the Skyfeather Falcon Clan searched for several years with all their resources before finally acquiring a small bottle of diluted solution. If you were to put this bottle up for auction, all the ancient families in the empire would be fighting tooth and nail for it."

"Then the rest is for you." Ye Tang stuffed the half-empty bottle of shower gel into Ling Shou's arms. The chicken who had been visiting recently, though complaining, had been giving her a lot of money and gifts. Ling Shou had bought her jewelry and a sword at the mall entrance, and she hadn't reciprocated, considering it a way of returning the favor.

"For me?" Ling Shou took the bottle, slightly taken aback. Returning the favor with Guiyuan Healing Essence—this little sprout either had absolutely no concept of money, or she spoiled him too much. Either way, it made his heart skip a beat.

"Don't bother calculating it."

"Yes! There's no reason to give something away and then take it back!" Ling Shou quickly put the shower gel into his storage ring, his movements so fast it was as if he was afraid Ye Tang would change his mind.

"Little sprout, the Empire stipulates that a female must have at least three beast husbands," Ling Shou cleared his throat, trying to make his tone sound like he was stating an insignificant imperial law, "This young master will reluctantly marry you."

"Don't force yourself, I don't want you." Ye Tang refused without even thinking.

Before Ling Shou could retort, an icy blue shadow flew out of the bathtub. Qi Xuan's scales weren't completely dried, and water droplets glistened under the light.

He landed precisely on Ling Shou's head, his two front paws grabbing the pitiful tuft of silver-gray hair and pulling it out with all his might, his icy blue vertical pupils burning with flames of anger.

"Ugh, Flat-feathered bird, get lost!" This flat-feathered bird actually dared to propose to his sister while he was taking a bath. Did it think he was dead? Protecting his sister from being snatched away by that wicked male beast was his instinct.