Master of the Demon Emperor

Chapter 4 11 Dragon's Strength

Nan Xiaopao walked out of the bathroom, changed into a set of sportswear, wearing a long-sleeve white shirt similar to Su Yie's on the top, and black sports pants on the bottom.

"This outfit is much easier to move in. I almost killed myself running in a cheongsam earlier—you should be glad that cute and youthful me is still alive to continue acting adorable for you."

As she combed her hair, Nan Xiaopao walked towards Su Yie.

Throughout it all, she never asked Su Yie how he had managed to slay the giant python earlier.

After taking a deep breath, Su Yie quietly placed the Demon Emperor's Divine Skill into the Repository of the Dao. He stood up and said, "We are no longer on Earth, but in the Ancient Wilderness. I need to cultivate. Watch over me and don't allow anyone through the door."

He still trusted Nan Xiaopao.

Nan Xiaopao had almost no reservations about him. She would call and chat with him every day, complaining about everything she encountered. Most of the time, she talked, and Su Yie listened. This girl deliberately kept mentioning how she rejected all her suitors, intending to provoke Su Yie. Unfortunately, he remained unmoved.

"Wow, you can cultivate? Are you an immortal? I knew there was something special about you—you really were fooling me!"

With a look of amazement, Nan Xiaopao said without giving Su Yie a chance to reply, then waved her hand," Go on then, when you get strong, you have to protect me well!"

"If I stay alive, you might end up with another wife in the future!"

Startled, Su Yie shook his head with a smile, and then he walked towards the balcony.

The Demon Emperor's Divine Skill required the absorption of the Essence of the Moon and Sun to cultivate, and since it was daytime, he had to practice on the balcony.

He sat cross-legged in the middle of the balcony and began to breathe according to the mental method, inhaling three breaths and exhaling one in a continuous cycle.

Cultivation was initially very dull, and many people would spend days, even longer, before they could feel the Spiritual Energy.

Luckily, Su Yie had a stable temperament and patience, so he wasn't in a hurry.

Nan Xiaopao sat on the bed, leaning against the bedside table, with her hands propping up her cheeks, gazing at Su Yie's back and giggling foolishly.

"Oh my, I knew the man I took a fancy to wouldn't be ordinary! Teehee!"

After giggling for a while, she took out her phone, tried calling her parents, and couldn't get through. There wasn't even a signal to access the internet.

Now she had completely given up hope. It looked like what that mysterious Xuanyuan Human Emperor said was true—they had come to the Ancient Wilderness.

After all, such a huge python couldn't possibly exist on Earth.

Ten minutes later.

Su Yie miraculously felt a warm current entering through all the pores of his body, flowing into his blood and muscles, incredibly warm—a sensation so comfortable that he almost cried out loud.

"Is this what cultivation is?"

Nan Xiaopao had been watching his state all this time, feeling as if Su Yie had become a different person. She could tell he was enduring tremendous pain, but he didn't cry out, which made her feel very heartbroken. She knew that maintaining silence was the biggest help she could offer to Su Yie.

Night fell.

The campus became deathly quiet, to the point where Nan Xiaopao felt a chilling sensation as if everyone else had perished.

Su Yie began to absorb the Essence of the Moon, which was incomparably cold compared to the Essence of the Sun during the day and perfectly counteracted the fiery heat of the Dragon Strength Pill, alleviating Su Yie's discomfort and making him feel quite refreshed instead.

With renewed vigor!

Su Yie planned to practice cultivation throughout the night and to fully digest the Dragon Strength Pill.

Nan Xiaopao didn't disturb him at all. When she got hungry, she would rummage through the cabinets for snacks and did so with utmost care to avoid making any noise; she was quite adorable.

As the night grew deeper, Nan Xiaopao went to sleep on a bed near the balcony, feeling safer the closer she was to Su Yie.

In the dead of night, there were occasional terrifying roars from outside, and sometimes gusts of wind howled past, as if colossal creatures were sweeping through the skies.

The scene was just like something out of a horror film.

Nan Xiaopao, however, slept soundly, occasionally murmuring Su Yie's name in her sleep.

The night passed.

The first ray of sunlight streaked across the sky, heralding the sunrise.

Su Yie opened his eyes and rolled his neck, which emitted a series of crackling sounds like frying beans, accompanied by a faint echo of a dragon's roar.

He had ingested a total of eleven Dragon Strength Pills.

Now, he possessed the force of eleven dragons!

A single punch could blast a mountain to pieces!

The Dragon's Strength was incomparable to that of tigers and elephants!

His white shirt was caked with grime on his skin, outlining his muscular contours.

He had completely transformed!

Even his facial features had become more handsome, especially his eyes, which sparkled with brilliance.

"From now on, I am no longer a mere mortal!"

Su Yie stood up, clenched his fists, and could clearly feel the surging power within him. It was a sensation of unprecedented strength that felt incredibly wonderful.