327: Chapter 327 Beast Husband is acceptable, but ugly is unacceptable.

"Little Twelve..."

Before Feng Yange could finish her sentence, Qing Teng's figure had already vanished from the space.

Is this still her Little Twelve?

Didn't he say he didn't want to take in more husbands before? Why is he acting so strangely this time when he returned?

Feng Yange came out of the Immortal Abode, and Dragon Eagle and Yun Lin greeted her.

"Mistress, Qing Teng has gone out. He said to let you prepare."

"Prepare for what?"

Feng Yange looked at Yun Lin, thinking of what Qing Teng said when he left, "He wouldn't be asking me to receive that person from Death Valley, would he?"

Yun Lin raised his eyes, looking shocked.

"Mistress, Qing Teng wants to bring that person from Death Valley here? He only said to let Mistress leave the space because a male beast is coming, and instructed me to prepare some food."

Feng Yange replied, looking at Dragon Eagle who was watching her from the side, "You stay in the space to recover from your injuries, and help me keep an eye on Underworld Phoenix."

Dragon Eagle felt dejected. In his current state, he wouldn't be of much help outside, so it was better to focus on recovery.

"When I find the millennium dragon blood grass you wanted, I will send it to you."

Feng Yange left the space, and Xuan Li immediately came up to greet her, "Mistress, you're out. Little Twelve is back."

Feng Yange acknowledged this. Could she not know?

She had been spending all her time with him for the past two days.

"Qing Teng said that person from Death Valley is coming to the house. You all should tidy up; just treat him as a guest."

Feng Yange briefly told them about Qing Teng's matter. After hearing it, their expressions darkened slightly. This meant expanding the Mistress's backyard. Since the Mistress didn't object, it seemed she had accepted it.

"Ling Feng, prepare two roasted whole lambs. Since they are guests, we shouldn't be negligent."

Regardless of whether that guy stays or not, she wanted to get the dragon blood grass from him.

Moreover, the Interlayer Secret Realm was about to open. If she could be on good terms with that person, it would be beneficial for entering the Secret Realm.

Feng Yange also taught them how to make roasted whole lamb and taught them a few new dishes.

After finishing these, it was evening again.

"Mistress!"

Feng Yange looked at Jun Chen and Mo Yuan who walked over and sat beside her. There was a hint of inquiry in their eyes.

"Mistress, I sensed signs of Fusion in the Spiritual Qi within your body. Is it related to us?"

Jun Chen held the jinge pearl in his hand. With these two jinge pearls, his strength could recover a bit more.

"These past few days, I felt signs of Fusion in my Spiritual Qi. It's because of the Soul Fusion after being with you all. However, to achieve complete Spiritual Qi Fusion, we still have to wait for A-Ye to finish his Beastification."

"Mistress, actually, Mo Bai can do it too."

Jun Chen reminded her, "You don't have to worry about Little Six."

Feng Yange glanced at Mo Bai, who was busy eating, and felt like laughing. That guy probably had no other thoughts besides eating. However, having a husband at the Spirit God Realm as a fighter was excellent, even if he didn't have those intentions.

"I know, but A-Ye's Beastification is imminent, so let's wait."

She felt that the Fusion with Li Mingye would be very important, and she didn't want to waste it.

"Then we will follow the Mistress's arrangements." Mo Yuan patted Jun Chen's shoulder, "You accompany the Mistress tonight; it will be good for your Spirit-Binding Soul-Locking Seal."

"Then I will trouble you, Mistress."

Feng Yange was used to it, but she was vaguely worried about tomorrow.

That person from Death Valley—Qing Teng said to let him be her husband. Would he really be willing?

When Feng Yange woke up, Qing Teng had already returned, but he hadn't brought that person from Death Valley with him.

"Mistress, he said he wanted to bring some gifts and will come over later to have lunch together."

Qing Teng looked at the prepared food, "Double the portion; I'm afraid he won't have enough to eat."

Xuan Li immediately stepped forward, "Little Twelve, what kind of beast is he? Is he easy to get along with?"

Qing Teng pictured that guy's true form in his mind. Under their expectant gazes, he said calmly, "You'll know when he arrives."

How was he supposed to say it?

"Is he ugly?"

Feng Yange felt a tremor in her heart. Even though... she still cared about appearance.

Qing Teng's gaze instantly softened, "Not ugly, but not exactly good-looking either."

"It's over. Mistress is a lookist; she's probably going to be really upset."

Xuan Li spread his hands and looked at Qing Teng, "Does he have fur or not?"

"Wait until he arrives and see for yourself."

Qing Teng really didn't know how to describe it; better to let them judge for themselves.

"Mistress, if he's ugly, can you accept it?"

Bai Jiuxiao asked in a low voice. After all, the Mistress was a lookist, and he was a bit of one too. If he was too ugly, the Mistress wouldn't like him, and he wouldn't like him either.

Feng Yange held her teacup and drank water. Could she refuse and say no?

"Mistress, it's about the same when the lights are off, as long as his human form isn't ugly."

Mo Yuan smiled wickedly. Actually, he was quite looking forward to seeing the Mistress's expression when she saw someone ugly. The Mistress didn't even mind his true form.

"Wait until he comes. No talking nonsense."

Feng Yange chanted in her heart, "Ugly ones stay away."

She was truly picky.

Beast husband is fine, but ugly is not.

A powerful aura rushed towards them, and Death Valley was shrouded in a murderous aura.

"He's here."

Qing Teng walked to the edge of the cliff, staring in the direction of Death Valley. Feng Yange stared ahead. Such a powerful murderous aura—could that guy be some Vicious Beast from the ancient era?

She had searched her brain, but she still couldn't guess which one it was.

After waiting anxiously for a while, Feng Yange's anticipation turned into confusion.

"Little Twelve, where is the guest you mentioned?"

With such a big build-up, where is the beast?

Thinking of what was about to happen, the corners of Qing Teng's mouth couldn't stop curling upwards.

"Wait a little longer, he should be here soon."

Feng Yange looked at the men behind her who were full of anticipation, "Treat him well when he arrives. Don't be negligent, and try not to make enemies."

Counting the days, they would be entering the Interlayer Secret Realm in the next day or two.

No matter how ugly, she had to endure it.

"Humans!"

A childish and domineering voice came. Feng Yange looked around, thinking she had auditory hallucinations.

But soon, a short, chubby, cat-tiger-like gray-blue animal appeared in Feng Yange's line of sight. It had deep eyes, and it walked toward her with short legs, looking arrogant.

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Feng Yange thought her eyes were playing tricks on her.

"Qing Teng!"

Feng Yange's face darkened as she looked at Qing Teng, whose mouth was uncontrollably curling up at the side, "What exactly is going on? Is this the guest from Death Valley you were talking about?"

"It is him, the ancient Vicious Beast Qiongqi."

Qing Teng could barely hold it in. Sensing that the Mistress was angry, he quickly apologized, "Mistress, it's a long story, and I was quite surprised too."

"I'll settle the score with you later."

Feng Yange looked at the arrogant Qiongqi. This was the pair of eyes from the depths of Death Valley. This guy was at the Spirit God Realm; she really hadn't expected that.

Qiongqi sniffed, and its eyes lit up instantly.

"Humans, I'm here to eat."

Qiongqi didn't know where it pulled a sack from and threw it directly in front of Feng Yange. A pile of rare treasures spilled out, but its eyes were fixed on the roasted lamb on the barbecue rack.

Was that the food that made it drool?

It smelled so good, it could eat ten of them!

Feng Yange regained her composure. Just as she was about to greet it, Qiongqi leaped, opened its mouth wide, bit into the roasted lamb, and started gnawing on it in big mouthfuls.