An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

"Don't worry, it definitely won't be those things. You just need to try your best to get through these two weeks of special training."

Lucia chewed on her spoon and thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what it was.

Chapter 101 Dragon Knight? Ride a Dragon!

When Ya Feng returned home, he heard the sound of a movie or TV show coming from the living room.

Silver Dragon was watching a DVD in the living room, still wearing a tank top and underwear, nestled on the sofa with a bag of potato chips on his chest and several snack wrappers scattered on the floor. His big tail was lazily wagging on the sofa, looking completely decadent.

I wonder if her people will collectively commit martyrdom if they see their king like this.

"At least throw your snacks in the trash can after you finish eating them, or Ilsa will scold me again," Ya Feng said helplessly as he walked over.

"Oh," Zeshita replied lazily, still not moving.

Ya Feng had no choice but to pack everything up for her.

“Ya Feng, I’m thirsty,” Zeshita poked him with her tail.

Ya Feng got up and went to the kitchen to get her a bottle of blueberry juice.

When Zehita saw that it was blueberry juice when she returned, she frowned.

"I really wanted orange juice..." she said, but still reached out to take it.

But then Ya Feng turned around and went back.

"Then I'll go and get you orange juice instead."

Seeing his retreating figure heading towards the kitchen, Yinlong raised his eyebrows.

What's wrong with this guy today? Why is he being so obedient? Usually, if it comes to this point, he would definitely say "take it or leave it" or "take it yourself."

Silver Dragon stroked his chin, thinking carefully, and quickly understood what was going on.

Ya Feng returned with the orange juice. Zeshita took it, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at Ya Feng:

"Go and bring me that beef jerky again."

"Tsk, just explain it clearly all at once." Ya Feng frowned, but still went to the kitchen and got her a bag of beef jerky.

Taking a bite of beef jerky and a sip of orange juice, Zeshita propped her long legs up on the coffee table and said arrogantly:

"Give me another leg massage, my legs are sore from staying at home all day."

"Why are your legs sore from staying at home all the time..." Ya Feng said speechlessly.

“Walking from the living room to the kitchen is quite tiring, hurry up,” Zehita lifted her foot.

"What kind of decadent, lazy, and nerdy talk is this...?"

Ya Feng complained, but still sat down, pulled Zeshita's two thighs over and placed them on his lap, and started massaging her from her calves to her thighs.

Judging from the soft, fleshy feel of it in your hands, this dragon has definitely gotten fat.

Zeshita enjoyed drinking the orange juice and being served by Yafeng.

When it was almost time, she said:

"Tell me, is there anything you need my help with this time?"

“Who said I needed your help?” Ya Feng said.

"Come on, I've lived here for so long, I know what you're thinking even if you twitch your tail," Zeshita said, waving his hand.

"When you quote proverbs, could you please distinguish between racial differences...?"

“From the moment you entered the room until now, you’ve done whatever I say. You’re not usually this obedient. Either you’re out of your mind, or you’re asking me for a favor. I’m so smart, I saw through your intentions at a glance,” Zeshita said proudly.

"Speak, what is it?"

"Do you think all my kindness towards you is for ulterior motives? Can't I just like you?" Ya Feng shook his head in disappointment.

"Are you going to talk or not? If you don't, I won't care about you anymore," Zehita said.

"Alright, I mainly want you to help a child," Ya Feng said.

"Which one?"

"Do you remember the doll shop we went to last time?"

“That red-haired dragon descendant from the Milgonde family?” Zeshita sat up, frowning.

"What do you want me to do for her?"

“It’s very simple, just help her perform a blood-printing ritual,” Ya Feng said.

The Blood Imprinting Ritual is an ancient but very important ritual magic within the dragon race. It is a blessing for young dragons and is usually performed by the Dragon King or elders. It stimulates the bloodline of young dragons who have not yet reached adulthood, improving their physical qualities and magical talents in an all-round way, and also giving them the opportunity to awaken some hidden things in their bloodline.

Zeshita awakened extraordinary lightning power during the Blood Imprinting Ritual, which gave her the opportunity to train at the Great Ruins and ultimately led to her current status as the Dragon King.

Lucia is, after all, a mixed-race individual, and her dragon bloodline is not pure enough. It would be very difficult for her to improve herself in a short period of time. He remembered that the blood imprinting ritual could also be used on dragon descendants, so he hoped to use it to give her a boost.

Zehita narrowed his eyes.

"You mean, I, as the King of the Dragons, should perform one of the highest-level blood-binding rituals on a little girl of dragon descent?"

“I know this is against etiquette for your dragon race, so I have to ask you properly, don’t I?” Ya Feng said with a smile, squeezing her thigh even harder with his hand.

"Hmph, it's amazing you even thought of that," Zecia snorted.

"Also, what exactly is your relationship with that girl? Did she discover some shameful secret about you? Is she worth your help?"

"As I said before, I'm her teacher, and I promised to train her to become the champion of the Chasing Light Cup. Her foundation is a bit weak, so this is the only way I can think of to improve her. I said I would help her, so I have to be responsible to the end," Ya Feng said, nodding.

"Do you know how much it takes for me to preside over a blood-binding ceremony? Even with just one dragon, it takes a whole day of intense magical energy gathering, and it also consumes a lot of high-value red magic crystals," Zeshita said, glaring at him.

"So, if there's anything Lady Zeshita wants me to do, I'll do it. Consider it my reward for it," Ya Feng said earnestly.

Zeshita raised her eyebrows. "You mean anything?"

"Of course, even if you make me lick..." Ya Feng looked at her fair and tender feet.

Zehita immediately pulled her foot back and glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed.

"Don't even think about it! I won't let you do that!"

"Oh..."

Zehita snorted.

"I'll help you, but let's see how sincere you are and whether you can please me."

"So, what does Lady Zeshita want to do?" Ya Feng asked.

Zeshita thought for a moment, then picked up her Netcom device.

"If you want to eat this, let's go now." She showed Ya Feng her Huanwangtong webpage, which displayed the storefront of a nighttime grilled fish restaurant.

The photos above are all real shots, and they look quite good and appetizing.

"That's it?"

"Of course not, it's just a way to make me happy. I'll tell you the rest later when I've thought it through."

"So? Are you willing?"

"Alright! I agree!"

Ya Feng glanced at the time; it was not yet eight o'clock, there was still plenty of time.

Ilsa was still upstairs doing her homework, but she definitely didn't want to eat anything too spicy at night.

Zeshita went back to her room to change her clothes, and then went out with Ya Feng.

Upon arriving at the courtyard, Ya Feng mounted the Iron Dragon and called out to Zeshita.

"Come on up,"

"Wait a minute, I don't want to sit here."

"So, are you going to fly there yourself?" Ya Feng asked.

He saw Zehita gesture to him, waving his hand downwards, indicating that he should squat down.

What are we supposed to do?

Ya Feng squatted down in confusion. Soon, he felt a weight on his shoulders and a warm touch on the back of his head. Two soft thighs pressed against his ears.

Zehita sat directly on his shoulders.

"Alright, that's it. Carry me on your back and walk. It's quite easy for you, isn't it?" Zeshita snorted.

"Ugh... I just can't do anything with you... to come up with such a childish idea." Ya Feng shook his head, then got up and grabbed Zeshita's ankles, feeling her tail swishing back and forth on his back.

“If you need to pee, tell me beforehand. Don’t just take care of it without saying a word,” he said.

"Do you think I'm a child?!" Zehita raised her paw and tapped him on the head.

"Hurry up, let's go!" Zeshita pinched his head.

Ya Feng sighed.

I never expected that I, the dragon knight, would be ridden by a dragon before I even got to ride one.

He shrugged, urging her to sit closer.

Feeling the softness on his shoulder, he knew he was right; this dragon had definitely gotten fat!

Chapter 102 That's a place only adult dragons can go.

"Hey! Ya Feng, I want to eat that!"

"Okay, okay, stop pulling my hair!"

Speechless, Ya Feng walked to the side of the road, bought her a candy ball, and handed it to Zeshita.

"Don't let the syrup drip on me," he warned.

They are now in the kingdom's night market, surrounded by bustling vendors selling snacks, small trinkets, and various classic night market games.

Ya Feng looked around; passersby would glance at them, then display a variety of expressions.

The silver dragon was already a great beauty, not to mention she was an extremely rare dragon, and then she was sitting on a human male's neck, yelling and fussing like a child.

Such a scene is quite rare.

"Hey, where's the drink?" Zeshita pinched his head with her thigh, and Ya Feng handed him the drink she was holding.

Zeshita sat on Yafeng's shoulders, eating and drinking, looking quite comfortable.

"I now find it quite interesting to be carried, and my perspective is much higher. You have no idea how unpleasant it was to see creatures taller than me everywhere I looked after turning into a human. It's much better now."

She patted Ya Feng's head: "Why don't you become my mount from now on? If you behave well, I might even reward you."

"Don't joke around, how could I possibly do something that completely betrays my dignity?" Ya Feng snorted.

"Unless you pay more."

"Heh, stop being so stubborn. Those passersby probably all thought you were my slave mount when they looked over here," Zeshita said.

“Uh, normally when you see a man and a woman like this, you would just think they are a young couple or something…” Ya Feng said.

For example, that guy who just walked by glanced at them and then covered his mouth to chuckle.

"Alright, don't look so gloomy when you're my mount. Come on, open your mouth." Zeshita held the last sugar ball to his lips.

"I don't want anything you haven't tried," Ya Feng said.

"Huh? You dare to look down on me?" Zehita said angrily.

But then I thought about it again and it seemed a little off.

"Enough with the nonsense, feed me."

Ya Feng sighed and had no choice but to eat the remaining dumpling in one bite.

"Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

"Then shouldn't you thank me, Your Majesty?"

"Thank you, Lady Zeshita,"