The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 210 Shut up, take your medicine first.
Su Xiyue's expression was complicated as she stared at the video of Ye Ling being crashed into the rocks by a giant wave.

The python coiled around the unconscious Xuanming, using its body as a cushion.

Qingzhu wasn't much better off; she looked as disheveled as a husky.

"Have they gone mad? The Endless Sea even has ninth-tier orcs."

Her throat suddenly felt like it was blocked by something; she wanted to say something, but couldn't get the words out.

"Don't worry, host. They all have good fortune in their bodies. At most, they'll suffer a little, but they'll be fine."

The system's voice suddenly became excited as it spoke, "It has been detected that Xuan Yuanming's favorability has automatically reached its maximum value of 100 [Unwavering until death]. Do you wish to bind him as a target for your conquest? If you bind Xuan Yuanming, you will automatically receive the ultimate gift pack reward."

Bound to Xuanyuan Ming?
Su Xiyue forced a bitter smile.

The mad dragon loved the original owner of the body, the little girl who had once saved him, not this transmigrator who had usurped his place.

Who is she?
It's just a lonely ghost in the body of the original owner.

The image of Xuan Yuanming's scarlet vertical pupils flashed through his mind, along with the way he said in a hoarse voice, "Yue'er... my medicine."

If that mad dragon knew the truth...

She had no doubt that he would be the first to tear her apart.

The system's rewards are incredibly tempting—an ultimate gift pack and maxed-out favorability points are yours for the taking...

Her fingers unconsciously rubbed against her palm, her eyes filled with struggle.

I'm really torn.

"Host, don't hesitate!"

The system cheekily urged, "Maximum favorability is so rare! Bind yourself to him, and you'll immediately receive the ultimate gift pack. None of your five beast husbands have reached maximum favorability yet. Don't miss out on such a great man!"

"Shut up."

She coldly interrupted the system, took a deep breath, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "Bind."

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully bound yourself to Xuan Yuanming and made him the sixth male lead to conquer. The favorability of the sixth male lead has been automatically maxed out at 100 [Unwavering until death]. The ultimate gift pack is now being distributed. Please choose one of the following three treasure chests."

Before she could finish speaking, three gilded treasure chests slammed onto the virtual interface with a "bang," nearly blinding her.

Su Xiyue stared at the three dazzling gilded treasure chests, her fingertips hovering in mid-air, hesitant to fall.

She suddenly scoffed, "You damn system, trying to trick me again?"

These three treasure chests look quite beautiful and very high-end.

But they were all tightly closed, and you couldn't see anything inside at all.

This is basically a lottery, who knows what you'll get?
The system immediately protested, "How could I cheat you? This time it's definitely the real deal! The host who chose the middle one is guaranteed to get a god-tier item."

"Ah…"

Su Xiyue sneered repeatedly, completely ignoring the noisy dog ​​system, and instead of choosing the middle one, she poked her fingertip at the treasure chest on the far right.

There was a "click".

The treasure chest exploded, releasing a shower of fireworks.

Then, a simple bronze ring suddenly appeared in her palm.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the ancient artifact [Sumeru Ring], which contains ten thousand acres of spiritual fields, spiritual springs and waterfalls, and cultivation caves."

The system audio suddenly stopped, emitting a crackling noise.

Then it returned to normal.

"Xuanyuan Ming's health has plummeted to 20, and his mad blood has fully erupted. Please go to save him immediately, otherwise the ultimate gift pack reward will be invalid."

"Is this madman trying to kill himself?"

Su Xiyue slipped the bronze ring onto the middle finger of her right hand and took out the invisibility cloak again to wrap herself in it.

He immediately opened the system map, located Xuan Yuanming, and ran wildly towards the red dot on the map, completely unaware that his ankles were scratched and bleeding from thorns.

She darted rapidly through the dense forest.

The flashing red dot on the system map drew closer, and a strong stench of blood filled the air.

"boom--"

Suddenly, a mountain valley in the distance exploded, sending debris flying everywhere. A hundred-meter-long black dragon soared into the air and then crashed down heavily.

The dragon's body severed an entire cedar forest, and black blood mixed with scales fell in a rustling sound.

Xuanyuan Ming's humanoid upper body struggled to emerge from the dragon's neck, his dark golden vertical pupils bulging with blood vessels: "Get out here!"

Her heart skipped a beat; she almost thought her invisibility had failed.

But then three candle dragons burst forth from the clouds, and the silver-haired old man at the head held a dragon-binding rope: "Young master, please forgive me!"

"Roar--"

Xuanyuan Minglong swept his tail, severing two mountain ridges, and suddenly turned his head to look at where she was hiding.

Those scarlet vertical pupils pierced straight through the invisibility cloak, sending a chill down her spine.

"Moon."

A hoarse call, mixed with blood and froth, escaped his throat, as if he had noticed her, yet also as if he hadn't.

The dragon elites seized the opportunity to throw out the Dragon Binding Rope.

The Phoenix Clan's orcs were caught in a dilemma: whether to intervene or not.

Feng Qiwu stared intently at the crazed Xuanyuan Ming, feeling both anxious and heartbroken.

She suddenly lashed out with her long whip, wrapping it around the silver-haired elder's wrist: "Stop! You'll hurt him if you do this."

The silver-haired elder looked at Feng Qiwu with a helpless expression: "Miss Feng, the Dragon Binding Rope can calm the young master down and will not hurt him. We need to take him back to the Dragon Clan's Sacred Pool immediately for treatment, to detoxify and purify his mad blood."

Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Yuanming suddenly sprang to his feet.

The dragon's claws tore through the two chains, and black blood rained down.

"Die, all of you!" Xuan Yuanming's enormous dragon body rose up, and with a fierce flick of his tail, three dragon warriors were instantly sent flying.

Su Xiyue, wrapped in an invisibility cloak, took the opportunity to crouch down and flicked a healing aura at Xuan Yuanming's dragon head.

I want to bring him to his senses.

The moment the green light entered the dragon's horn, Xuanyuan Ming suddenly froze.

Although he couldn't see where the moon was hiding, he recognized the green light.

The dragon's tail swept halfway and abruptly veered off course, blasting a huge crater into the cliff.

Feng Qiwu, the silver-haired elder of the Dragon Clan, and the Dragon and Phoenix Clan beastmen present all realized that there were other people present.

Although the figure could not be seen, the green light that appeared out of nowhere was the best proof.

"Wood-based superpowers? Or healing-based?"

The silver-haired elder of the dragon clan paused, his dark golden pupils shrinking sharply.

Although they didn't know who the person was, they also didn't find where the person was hiding.

But a hunch in my heart is that it must be the female from the lower realm that the young master can't forget.

Knowing that it wouldn't harm the young master, they didn't interfere.

If this female can truly heal the young master with her wood-based abilities, that would be a good thing.

The silver-haired elder could think of it, and so could Feng Qiwu. He lashed his whip, unleashing flames that instantly ignited the entire thicket: "You wretched she-woman, I know you're hiding here. Get out here..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was violently whipped away by Xuanyuan Minglong's tail.

Feng Qiwu's body flew backward uncontrollably, and was caught by a fire phoenix when it landed.

Even so, the lash from the tail caused her to spit out blood, her face turned pale and ugly, and she was very sad.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, staring incredulously at the berserk black dragon in mid-air. Her expression was a mixture of anger and sorrow, and through tear-filled eyes she accused, "Brother Ming, I've loved you since I was little, and you actually did this for a lower realm female..."

Su Xiyue realized that she had been discovered, and there was no point in hiding anymore.

She simply lifted the invisibility cloak, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.

The moment the cloak was lifted, the entire valley fell silent.

That face, concealed by witchcraft for many years, was now as white as jade, and the crimson at the corner of her eyes burned in Xuan Yuanming's heart.

The dragon's tail crashed into the mud with a "thud," and the splashed blood only made Su Xiyue look like a flower emerging from the snow.

"It's really you!"

Feng Qiwu's face twisted with jealousy, her fingertips clenched until they turned white. "I never imagined you could break the witch's curse of death..."

The Curse of Fading Faces can only be broken with the heart's blood of Brother Ming.

The thought that her brother Ming had used his heart's blood to break the curse on this lowly woman from the lower realm fueled her jealousy, and her voice became extremely shrill: "Back then, the witch should have completely ruined your face—"

"A witch?"

Su Xiyue's eyes turned slightly cold as she memorized the name.

It turns out this person was the one who harmed the original owner of the body, and also harmed himself...

"Miss Feng, please watch your words!"

When the silver-haired elder saw Feng Qiwu mention the witch, his eyes instantly turned sharp, and his voice carried a hint of displeasure.

The witch is a high-ranking shaman of the dragon race, so she wouldn't be afraid of a female from the lower realm.

But the young master is indeed present at this moment.

He didn't want the witch to be resented by the young master.

Xuanyuan Ming's dragon eyes suddenly contracted, and his mad blood boiled in his veins.

He remembered the sight of Yue'er's face covered in pustules, and how she trembled in pain when he ripped blood from her heart.
"Witch Princess—"

The dragon's roar shattered the clouds within a ten-mile radius. Xuanyuan Ming suddenly turned the dragon's head and charged towards the dragon clan, his black blood spilling along the way like a long river.

"Stop him!"

The silver-haired elder's expression changed drastically, and he instantly transformed into a hundred-meter-long black dragon to intercept him.

The remaining dragon elites also transformed into Zhulong to intercept them.

Dragon blood poured down on Su Xiyue like rain, and she suddenly took off running, shouting, "Xuanyuan Ming, stop right there!"

Taking advantage of the moment, Feng Qiwu lashed out with his whip, sparks flying: "You bitch, you still want to chase me?"

Suddenly, the emerald green vines in Su Xiyue's palm grew rapidly, wrapping around Feng Qiwu's body and hanging her up to an ancient tree.

She then flung out a vine that hooked onto Xuanyuan Minglong's body, and to everyone's astonishment, she pulled hard and used the momentum to leap onto the dragon's back.

"Xuanyuan Ming, calm down."

She clung tightly to the dragon's horns; the dragon scales were so hot they made her buttocks sizzle, and she felt like her bottom was on fire, but she showed no intention of getting off.

The healing aura hit him directly in the head.

"Moon, I'm going to skin that old hag and use her skin as a blanket for you."

Xuanyuan Ming's enormous dragon body, hundreds of meters long, tumbled in the air, roaring angrily to the sky.

Su Xiyue was speechless. Taking the opportunity, she took out an antidote pill and flicked it into the dragon's mouth: "Shut up, take your medicine first!"

The healing aura and antidote pills took effect instantly.

The three deadly poisons in Xuanyuan Ming's body suddenly stopped eroding and began to disintegrate little by little.

He turned his head and stared blankly at the female who dared to ride on the back of the mad dragon, then suddenly turned his head and rubbed his face against her blood-stained cheek.

His originally scarlet dark gold eyes gradually softened and became clear.

(End of this chapter)