Chapter 1632: Chapter 1632: How Many Years Have You Been Calling Husband? Chapter 1632: Chapter 1632: How Many Years Have You Been Calling Husband? Beiting Huang couldn’t pretend not to hear anymore, as her body moved, attempting to get down from Yan Ye’s embrace. Yet Yan Ye held onto her without letting go, laughing heartily as he took the cultivation technique and said to Beiting Huang, “Beiting Huang, let’s send off their wedding gifts ahead of ti too!”
After Yan Ye finished speaking, he reached out to Beiting Huang, “Take out that Fla Pill I refined!”
The Fla Pill refined from the Fire Flower!
As Beiting Huang was about to take it out, Yan Ye telepathically instructed, “Mix the Chaos Divine Source into the Fla Pill.”
Beiting Huang naturally did as told, and when Yan Ye handed the Fla Pill to Xu Muyu, Xu Muyu’s hand trembled slightly upon receiving it. He hadn’t expected the two of them to give him such a precious item. Unlike others, who would greatly benefit from having the Chaos Divine Source within them, just a bit of it inside Xu Muyu would, over ti, allow him to condense vast amounts of Chaos Divine Source within his body.
The reason he hadn’t managed to do so far was that he lacked the seed inside of him, and to condense such a seed required the strength of creating heavens and earth.
The fact that Beiting Huang and Yan Ye gave him the Chaos Divine Source ant the benefits Xu Muyu gained from it were even greater than those Beiting Huang would have received from having the Chaos Divine Source.
Xu Muyu knew there was no need for words of thanks. He said his goodbyes to Yan Ye and Beiting Huang, seemingly calm, yet only when he had flown far away was he unable to calm his emotions. Naturally, he didn’t hesitate to swallow the Fla Pill; after absorbing the Chaos Divine Source, he suppressed the effects of the Fla Pill until he left Mandala Land, then absorbed the energy contained within the pill, and his strength instantly soared to that of a Nine-Colored Great Sovereign.
“Chi’er, let’s go to Tiancang Continent, to Crimson Mist Valley, where you’ll receive the Royal Family’s inheritance and be able to shapeshift.” Xu Muyu couldn’t suppress the anticipation in his heart. For many years, he had traversed many planes, seeking a complete inheritance for the Red Sable to shapeshift, forever without a clue, yet unexpectedly, he received a pleasant surprise from Yan Ye.
Even if Yan Ye and Beiting Huang had not given him the Fla Pill, just this piece of news alone was enough for Xu Muyu to feel grateful.
“We certainly can’t let down their expectations, especially since they’ve even sent a wedding gift,” Xu Muyu said with a smile.
The Red Sable had long since moved from Xu Muyu’s shoulder to inside his sleeve. Usually, Red Sable would have joked, “This wedding gift is sothing only you enjoyed.” But at that mont, Red Sable couldn’t utter a word; tears welled up in its gem-like eyes, and it timidly asked, “Husband, are you really prepared to marry ? I am but a magical beast.”
Xu Muyu shook his head helplessly, “What do you think? You’ve been calling ‘husband’ for how many years now? You started when I was only seven. I have no choice but to marry you—if I dare not marry you and marry soone else, wouldn’t you scratch to death!”
“Exactly, you try marrying soone else and see what happens!” Red Sable wiped its tears with a paw, rolled over inside Xu Muyu’s sleeve, wrapped around his arm, and began to foolishly laugh.
She was sowhat looking forward to it—would she look ugly if she shapeshifted? Would Xu Muyu despise her?
Back with Yan Ye, Beiting Huang was still being held like a child in his arms. After Xu Muyu left, Beiting Huang rembered to ask him about China, only to realize she had missed the chance. Beiting Huang made a fuss with him, and if it weren’t for Nine-Colored Great Sovereign and Xuli trying to escape, drawing their attention, who knows how she would have continued to make a fuss.
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