Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 501 - 108: Absolutely Terrifying Estimate_3

Chapter 501: Chapter 108: Absolutely Terrifying Estimate_3

In their hearts, Daisy and Ruona certainly hoped that their protector, Old Liu, could become stronger, since the Seven-Colored Dragon was even more difficult to deal with than the Hydra and Tide Lord. However, for some reason, they often found themselves reminiscing about the scene of Lord Piegel cutting off his own arm. A baseless tremor of fear in their hearts made the two Fairy Dragons more anxious for Old Liu to make a leap in strength.

"I used to chase power for power’s sake, but that was the old me." Old Liu said with a slight smile, "I didn’t consider myself a Beamon back then, but now I am a true Beamon. The suffering of my Worm People brethren is something no true Beamon with a sense of honor can swallow. Xu Dela’s fate of the Hydra can be described with one phrase--serves him right!"

"You’re talking nonsense again, you don’t consider yourself a Beamon? Then what do you consider yourself? A handsome Elf?" Daisy and Ruona laughed and cuddled together, "Don’t make us laugh, though you seem to have become a little better looking... let’s see where ... oh, your nostrils... have become a tad more attractive."

"Really?" Ning Yu moved closer to take a careful look at Old Liu from head to toe:"Indeed, you seem to be a tad more handsome..."

Old Liu’s face suddenly changed color.

If Fei Wenli’s Python Bile really worked and his severed hand could regenerate, the nose that had been badly damaged when he first arrived here could regenerate as well. It was entirely possible that his nose had regenerated even before his hand. Without Piegel’s distinctive nose, the consequences...

Ning Yu, realizing this, suddenly stopped laughing, her face changing color as well.

Old Liu noticed with sadness that every time good luck came his way, it was always inevitably accompanied by bad luck. It hadn’t been any different any of the times before.

Just as he was lamenting the unfairness of his fate, a soft, white figure wrapped in a pleasant floral scent rushed into the dejected Old Liu’s embrace.

Old Liu was slightly taken aback. He looked down and gave a start.

"Avril..."

Ning Yu was stunned for a moment, then quickly took off her cape and tightly wrapped it around the body of the girl in whom Avril’s soul resided.

"Be gentle. Wait for her wings to droop before you fold them, don’t hurt her wings." Old Liu said tenderly.

The two Fairy Dragons, who were standing next to Old Liu, were stunned. They had gotten a clear look at the girl’s face and were completely dumbstruck by her beauty.

The girl had a rare head of black hair. Her face was as pure and beautiful as a flawless crystal. Her skin was smooth, snowy white, and lustrous. Most notably, her large black eyes were always watery, as though she were about to cry.

Daisy and Ruona were consumed by envy, about to go mad. Not only did this girl have an enviable figure, her pure but tempting face was too much, wasn’t it?

"Oh my god! Aren’t girls from the Butterfly Clan normally thin? This girl’s figure is way over the top!" Ruona whispered to Daisy.

"Only the dead know! It might be a Beamon tradition?" Daisy whispered back.

"Dragon God above!" Ruona gasped.

"Ning Yu’s only eighteen, damn it. Each and every one of them is a natural beauty!" Daisy grumbled jealously.

Ruona mumbled, "We’ve both lived for hundreds of years, but our figures barely match theirs."

The little piglet Katusha woke up. She tightly bit onto the girl’s cape, humming in her mouth. Apparently, Katusha had found a new target, which caused Ning Yu to hastily go find some coconut juice to feed her.

"Master, I am Moer." The girl glanced at Old Liu with sparkling eyes. Her beautiful gaze seemed to contain the vastness of the cosmos.

"The Spiritmother won’t be able to speak until daylight." Moer’s words were like a song. Despite always maintaining the insect state, they were still capable of learning like ordinary children.

"You already knew?" Old Liu suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.

"Although I can’t speak during the day, I know everything." Moer crinkled her nose: "I can communicate mentally with the Spiritmother. That Tide lord was found out by me. I possess the ’Eye of Truth’. His ’Obscure Technique’ could not deceive me."

There was no doubt that the ’Spiritmother’ Moer was referring to was Avril.

"Moer, the Master is still a little confused. Even though you became my disciple through ’Wisdom Enlightenment’, the first stage of being a sacrifice is to be a Wind Whisperer. By rights, only a Soul Whisperer who is at the second stage can use the ’Spirit Communion Song’ to summon their guardian beast. Even though you have the Singing Crystal, at best you should have only grasped half of the ’Spirit Communion Song’. You summoned the Tide Lord with just that half of the ’Spirit Communion Song’? The probability of that is just too crazy! " Old Liu looked back at the lonely figure of Gerein, then looked back at Moer: "Have you undergone ’Natural Evolution’?"

"Obischillaci~The war songs that Moer knows aren’t just one! Capturing that Tide Lord was done under the guidance of the Spiritmother. I did it because Gerein has bullied our Butterfly Clan and Cicada Clan for so long, it was time he learned his lesson." The little missy flickered her eyelashes at Old Liu while speaking in pure Tiandu Language.

Tiandu Language was Old Liu’s hometown language, which was the most standard Mandarin.

The people beside them didn’t understand the language that Moer suddenly switched to and looked at her with puzzled faces.