I Married A Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating - Chapter 175

“There are not enough demonic cores, you guys make up just the right number!” A dense demonic aura enveloped him as he transformed into a half-decayed demonic bird. A powerful force emanated from him, instantly entwining the other four demonic birds. “Die for me.”

Blood-curling cries rang out; the four Rank 4 demonic birds that were in the formation were no match for their “Eldest Brother”—there was an explosion of blood, showering the surroundings with tainted blood filled with demonic energy.

The world before her eyes turned crimson, and Mu Wanwan saw her little dragon gradually growing larger.

This was the first time she clearly saw his true form—a body even larger than the demonic birds, scales of gold and white, a powerful fifth claw coiled at his abdomen, a strong dragon tail, fierce and powerful dragon horns, and those furry ears that were now many times their usual size.

He soared past her, creating a whirlwind of blood rain, seeming to occupy her entire world.

She was blown about by the wind and the impact, the sound of rolling rocks was loud, and scales and feathers pierced through her body, blurring her vision.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Wanwan felt a sharp pain in her legs and the sound of something large landing on the ground echoed in her ears. Struggling to open her eyes, she found herself half-floating in the air. In the blood rain, she heard a low and long howl, and countless cages shattered, killing a bunch of fragile individuals in the aftermath.

Amidst the blood rain, he slowly transformed back into the indifferent youth. He wiped away the blood on his face, eyes gleaming with golden light as he glanced coldly at the slaves who had never cared about him, then flew away.

The memory gradually faded, and Mu Wanwan saw Tie’s legs getting hit by flying rocks in the aftermath. Recalling his heavily padded beast-skin pants and the dark scars covering his body, she vaguely understood that Tie’s memories had reached their end.

She was left in place, watching Little Mister Long’s figure gradually flying far away, almost disappearing from her sight.

Don’t go.

Don’t leave.

Don’t abandon me. 

Mu Wanwan struggled, trying to chase after his figure. But in the next moment, her head suddenly spun, and the world in front of her changed instantly, as if she had fallen from the sky in the blink of an eye.

Mu Wanwan abruptly opened her eyes to the bright daylight.

She looked at her empty hand, the crystal ball nowhere in sight. She could hear Mengmeng’s anxious chirping and the sound of Hong Ye knocking on the door. “Madam, are you not going to go out today?”

Mu Wanwan was stunned. Was today already the day she was allowed to go out?

She got dressed, wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes, glanced at the empty bed, and forced a somewhat awkward smile.

“Chirp chirp,” Mengmeng was scared silly. Seeing her wake up now, it rubbed her face with its head desperately.

“I’m fine.” Mu Wanwan rubbed Mengmeng’s head. “Be good, wait for me to come back.”

She left some spirit stones and fruits for Mengmeng, hastily packed her things, then put on her veiled hat before heading out.

Upon seeing her, Hong Ye sighed in relief. “Madam, why didn’t you come out today? I’ve been waiting for you for more than two hours. It’s almost noon.”

“I overslept.” Mu Wanwan didn’t feel like talking much, and Hong Ye didn’t press further either.

This time, Mu Wanwan was heading out purely to complete some tasks. She went rather mechanically to the Leisure Pavilion to meet Jiu Qing.

Jiu Qing looked a bit more beautiful than before. She quickly mentioned that would be able to take care of Bai Shuiyao soon, and even gave Mu Wanwan a beautiful hairpin, forcing her to put it on. Uncle Zong and Auntie Yun’s conditions had also improved a lot. The elixirs Mu Wanwan brought this time earned her one top-grade spirit stone and five medium-grade spirit stones.

Mu Wanwan also learned from Uncle Zong that Uncle Tie had gone out on a journey.

Worried that the dragon would return while she was away, Mu Wanwan left after completing her tasks, barely being at the marketplace for a few hours. When she returned home, everything was as she left it.

She took off her veiled hat, put down her back basket, and took out the note that Mister Long left before leaving. Not bearing to tear it up, she threw it angrily on the ground. She left some food for the spirit chicks and went to the study with Mengmeng.

She no longer wanted to think about that awful dragon. She wouldn’t bother herself with him anymore. She was going to refine many, many elixirs and keep herself busy.

The fat chirp was very obedient, unlike the dragon.

Mu Wanwan locked herself in the study and attempted to forget that irritating dragon by refining elixirs.

She piled the spirit stones beside her, then planted seeds continuously. Not having the patience to wait for the spirit plants to mature, she forcefully accelerated the process, then refined elixirs. She repeated these actions mechanically, as if she could numb herself this way.

In fact, she succeeded. Outside, days passed; the sunrises, sunsets, clear days, and rainy ones, all had nothing to do with her.

What dragon? Who was going to return in three to five days? She no longer expected anything.

When she exhausted her spiritual energy, she absorbed spirit stones. She cultivated plants and refined elixirs non-stop, making the originally lengthy waiting time seem to pass quickly.

However, why did her chest feel so uncomfortable today?

Mu Wanwan rubbed her tired forehead. An undeniable tearing sensation and fatigue came from the depths of her soul. Why was the elixir furnace in front of her getting closer and closer?

Why did she feel so awful?

“Chirp!!”

“Chirp, chirp!!!”

The world in front of her seemed to spin. Mu Wanwan’s forehead hit the scorching elixir furnace, and everything turned crimson.

Mengmeng was frantic. It didn’t know what had happened. It looked at the burning flames, recalled the information that had surfaced in its mind over the past few days, opened its tender yellow beak, and sucked all the elixir fire into its tiny mouth. Then it burped and fell dizzily to the ground.

“Mengmeng!”

Mu Wanwan reached out to catch the suddenly falling Mengmeng. With half-opened eyes, she caught a glimpse of the tightly closed door being opened. Blood flowed down from torn and blood-stained robes, staining the ground with scattered red spots.

Her eyelashes trembled, tears welled up, and she suddenly felt all the exhaustion and pain she had been ignoring surge up.

She was in so much pain, so much pain.

She couldn’t even see if it was him who had returned.

She could only hear footsteps draw close and smell the scent of blood, not knowing if it was hers or his.

“Mister Long,” Mu Wanwan’s cracked lips moved, emitting a faint sound. “It hurts.”

A pair of cold hands, stained with blood, gently stroked her face. She heard his hoarse voice say, “I’m back.”

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