My Evil Imperial Wife is Too Arrogant

Early the next morning, the sun shone through the dense leaves and Lou Mu Yan opened her eyes slowly.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she met Ming Xiu’s deep and vast black eyes, and found that her entire person was being held in his arms. A faint blush couldn’t help but rise on her face.

“You’re awake.” Ming Xiu’s thin, light lips overflowed with a smile, “How do you feel?”

Knowing that he was asking about her injury, Lou Mu Yan replied with a smile: “I’m fine. The injury’s healed and my vitality is even stronger than before.

“Ming Xiu, thank you!” She snuggled into Ming Xiu’s arms and continued to nest there lazily.

Ming Xiu used his elemental essence to heal her injuries and suppress the mental energy storm that had gathered to prevent her from using her secret skill. He must have exhausted a huge amount, so it would be a lie to say that she wasn’t touched.

Elemental essence was the root of a cultivator. If the elemental essence that Ming Xiu used to rush here and the elemental essence he passed to her wasn’t replenished with spiritual items, then it would take a long time to replenish, and could also affect his cultivation.

She had seen too many dual cultivation partners in the Immortal Cultivation World fight over one or two magic tools or spiritual items, even to the point of killing each other. Men like Ming Xiu were indeed rare.

Every time she was in the most dangerous situation, this man would always appear. No matter how tough her heart was, she couldn’t help becoming tender in front of him.

Her lips were then heavily blocked, and she felt slight pain on her lower lip. She raised her eyes and glared at the man who was causing trouble.

Ming Xiu left Lou Mu Yan’s lips, his eyes filled with love and tenderness, “Don’t say thank you to me!”

Lou Mu Yan leaned against his shoulder and chuckled. So it turned out that this guy was biting her for that.

“Mm, I won’t say thank you to you in the future.” She raised her head, filled with tsundere, and she raised an eyebrow at him with a smile: “You’re my man, and yours will be mine in the future. I’ll never treat you like an outsider again.”

Ming Xiu loved dearly her appearance like a tsundere queen examining someone, especially when he heard the words ‘you’re my man’. His entire heart seemed to soften into a puddle of water.

“That’s right.” He lowered his head and kissed Lou Mu Yan’s tender lips again with a smile: “Mm, all that’s mine are yours, including myself.”

The two continued to be affectionate for a little longer, then Lou Mu Yan asked: “Where’s Mo Yan?”

She and Mo Yan had a natal contract, so she knew that he was fine, just weak.

“He’s being nurtured in the inner space of my natal contract beast. After he re-cultivated, there’s a layer of confinement in his body, which can only be broken when he reaches Tier 10, that’s why his current speed of cultivating in order to restore strength is so slow.”

Otherwise, with Mo Yan’s ability to have once become a King of a portion of the Demon Realm, he wouldn’t have been suppressed by a Sword Deity this time to the point of needing to use a secret skill, and almost falling into permanent sleep.

After a pause, he continued: “But stupid dragon understands the a secret skill of space, so I told him to break that layer of confinement for Mo Yan within ten days.”

Hearing Ming Xiu say ‘stupid dragon’, Lou Mu Yan remembered that handsome and cool man she had met once, and the corner of her lips couldn’t resist twitching—but that dragon’s human form looks pretty normal!

“Is your natal spirit pet from the Primordial Void Dragon Clan?” She asked while playing with a strand of Ming Xiu’s hair.

“Mm, he’s not only a Primordial Void Dragon, but also a descendant from the royal race. I only succeeded in contracting him after obtaining the unhatched dragon egg by chance.” Ming Xiu said with a smile.

Lou Mu Yan nodded: “The Primordial Void Dragon is a tyrant no matter where. It’s indeed a fortuitous opportunity that you could contract him.

“It’s not easy to break the confinement for Mo Yan right, is he willing?” Lou Mu Yan continued to ask.

Ming Xiu gave her a reassuring smile, “He’s very happy about it. Such a secret skill hasn’t been used before. Since Mo Yan needs it this time, he could try it out.”

Lou Mu Yan blinked—so this dragon was indeed quite stupid.

Long Yao, who was in his internal space staring eye-to-eye with Mo Yan sneezed. He rubbed his nose and furrowed his brows. Ming Xiu, that fellow, wasn’t saying bad things about him right?

“Just what do you want to do?” Mo Yan asked, staring at the stupid dragon with aloofness.

There was a bit of impatience on Long Yao’s cold, cool face, “Naturally to unseal the confinement in your body, otherwise what do you think I’m going to do?”

“You want to unseal the confinement in my body?” Mo Yan said in surprise: “Your spatial ability has exceeded Tier 10?”

Then he lowered his head and scoffed at himself. If this demon dragon hadn’t reached Tier 10, then how could it have been possible to extract the soul of that Sword Deity.

“If it weren’t because of that guy, Ming Xiu, who discarded his humanity for the opposite sex, as if I’d spend any of my elemental essence to help you break the confinement.” Long Yao pursed his lips and said fiercely.

Mo Yan glanced at him, “Since you don’t want to, then you don’t have to force it. After I reach Tier 10, I’ll naturally break the confinement.”

He didn’t want Lou Mu Yan to owe Ming Xiu anymore favours because of him either.

“You’re talking so much nonsense. Who knows when you’ll successfully cultivate to Tier 10.” Long Yao grabbed Mo Yan forcibly, and slivers of purple aura flowed from his fingertips into Mo Yan’s body, “There’s a ready-made resource, only an idiot wouldn’t use it.”

Mo Yan was furious, “You’re the idiot.”

Long Yao resisted the urge to hit Mo Yan violently. A purple light in his eyes flew out and disappeared into the cluster of flame marks on Mo Yan’s forehead.

Mo Yan’s indifferent eyes gradually became jaded, then they closed and he fell into a deep sleep.

Long Yao tugged at Mo Yan’s fluffy ears, thinking to himself that if he had a pet like this, it wouldn’t be so bad—soft and fleshy, it sure was comfortable to hold.

In order to complete the task given by Ming Xiu within ten days, he could only hypnotise Mo Yan. Otherwise, with the stubborn nature of this stupid thing, he wouldn’t only spend his elemental essence, but also a lot of effort to persuade him.

He didn’t like trouble the most, and he definitely didn’t want to use his head when he could directly use violence.

Ten days later, Lou Mu Yan charged to Middle-Phase Sword Venerable utilising the dense spiritual force within the Land of Inheritance and Ming Xiu’s elemental essence, and the bottleneck at the Nascent Soul Stage was also loosened.

On this day, the two were about to set off for the core area of the Land of Inheritance when Long Yao also came out of the space with a snow-white, palm-sized beast he carried in his arms.

As soon as Lou Mu Yan saw Mo Yan, her eyes were filled with joy, then she furrowed her brows slightly and looked at Long Yao, asking: “What happened to Mo Yan?”

“Nothing, he’s just sleeping. He’ll wake up on his own in two days.” Long Yao replied coolly.

Lou Mu Yan nodded and stretched out her hands to carry Mo Yan, but a certain dragon’s claws were grasping on tightly.

Ming Xiu couldn’t resist holding his forehead—stupid dragon’s pet fetish was acting up again. He forcibly snatched Mo Yan from Long Yao’s arms and stuffed him to Lou Mu Yan, saying gently: “You should put him back in the spirit pet ring to rest.”

Long Yao glared at Ming Xiu—the fluffy and chubby pet in his hand was gone. How he desperately wanted to snatch it from that woman.

Ming Xiu gave Long Yao a look of warning.

Who knew what was going on with this stupid thing—he actually had the fetish of liking fluffy, soft, and meaty demonic beasts.

It was just that the demonic beasts he had brought as pets in the past were all scared to death. After all, even if the pressure of a Primordial Void Dragon was restrained, it wasn’t something that ordinary demonic beast species could resist, especially those soft, cute demonic beasts.

With one like Mo Yan—a royal demonic beast that was palm-sized, fluffy, fleshy, and who didn’t fear the Void Dragon’s pressure—this idiot definitely wanted to keep him as a pet now.

Lou Mu Yan noticed the stupid dragon staring at Mo Yan in her arms like a tiger eyeing its prey, then immediately put him into her spirit beast ring.