WTYTIAAN Chapter 91

Yan Yunqing was truly stunned this time.

He had imagined the delayed reunion, with hisjuànshǔ – dependents/subordinates questioning his disappearance, some choosing to betray him and turn their blades against him, and others rationally waiting for an explanation…

But none of that happened with Divick. He simply, silently and solemnly, renewed his loyalty, just like the dragons had originally pledged allegiance to the Demon King.

Time seemed to freeze, and the silence was terrifying.

Whether it was Yan Yunqing’s illusion or not, he vaguely felt a damp sensation on the back of his hand where Divick was holding it tightly. He subtly withdrew his hand, pinched Divick’s chin, and lifted it upwards.

Divick was very compliant, raising his chin following his force, tilting his head back to expose his entire face to Yan Yunqing’s view, continuing to gaze greedily at his king.

His eye sockets had a clear red tinge, and there was a hint of crystal shimmer in his vertical pupils. Yan Yunqing rubbed his thumb across the corner of Divick’s eye, and discovered that this guy was crying…

…Crying?!

No, is he really crying?

Yan Yunqing was a little taken aback, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Divick remained in a kneeling position, back straight, cooperating with Yan Yunqing’s movements by raising his neck. Because of this action, the already form-fitting clothes stretched out the shape of his tight muscles, making Yan Yunqing look away involuntarily.

…Damn it, a little envious.

He released his hand that was pinching Divick’s chin. Having confirmed Divick’s loyalty, Yan Yunqing wasn’t as wary. The dragon race revered strength, without so many twists and turns. When they lowered their heads to show loyalty, it meant they were truly surrendering.

At least he didn’t have to worry about Divick suddenly erupting and killing him.

As soon as Yan Yunqing let go, Divick subconsciously reached out and grabbed his hand, holding it tightly and refusing to let go.

Divick murmured, “King…”

Yan Yunqing clicked his tongue inwardly, envisioning the pitiful appearance of his own dog-zǎi – cub after not being fed for three days. He couldn’t help but soften.

He casually ruffled Divick’s flame-like hair. The texture was a little hard, like the muscles all over his body, not as soft as a real puppy’s fur.

“Alright, get up. I didn’t say I was leaving.”

This time, Yan Yunqing really steeled himself and struggled to break free from Divick’s hand. If they didn’t let go, who knew how long they would be holding hands like this? It was too gay, and Yan Yunqing wasn’t used to it.

He stepped sideways past Divick, who was kneeling in place, and walked towards the sofa. He casually took out a small red bottle and a small blue bottle from his backpack. The [Contraindicated therapy] (jìnliáo – healing prohibited) debuff had disappeared, and he had to quickly raise his health points, otherwise he wouldn’t feel at ease constantly being in a state of low health that could be shattered with a single touch.

Divick felt the warmth in his hand disappear. He couldn’t help but reach out, realizing that Yan Yunqing didn’t want to continue holding hands, so he restrained his desire to keep clinging, and simply didn’t stand up. Instead, he scooted two steps on his knees, getting close to Yan Yunqing’s feet.

Continuing to kneel.

Yan Yunqing sat down on the sofa, noticing Divick kneeling at his feet. Even the action of drinking the small red bottle paused. He averted his gaze, unable to look directly, and continued to raise his health points.

Did he really treat himself as a dog?

Yan Yunqing had a bit of a headache. He raised his health to 70%, leaving the remaining 30% to slowly increase with the healing buff. After organizing his thoughts, he asked Divick, “How did you end up here?”

Divick was still trying to smell the scent of his master. The master’s new scent was a little unfamiliar, but it didn’t matter, he would remember it soon, and be able to accurately recognize the master in the future.

Hearing this, Divick was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied, “Because Isabel is investigating the Mantipeer.”

Yan Yunqing raised his eyebrows. That’s right, Isabel also appeared in Freedom City. The siblings appearing here at the same time must have a reason.

Investigating the Mantipeer…

He thought for a moment and thought of the chī gǔ jiàn – Chi Bone Sword, a sword made from Bright Dragon bones that was awarded to the winner of the ‘Golden Touch’ competition by Mantipeer.

Bright Dragons were considered the royal bloodline of the dragon race, and almost every dragon king came from them. Isabel and her brother were also from the Bright Dragon race.

The dragon race had a long lifespan, but at the same time, breeding was extremely difficult, so every dragon, while revering the strong, was also extremely protective.

The sudden appearance of a Chi Bone Sword made from Bright Dragon bones seemed like a perfectly normal reason for Isabel and her brother to be attracted to this news?

Divick stared intently at Yan Yunqing. Seeing him fall into deep thought, he couldn’t help but speak up to attract his attention. Not knowing what to say, he simply poured out the reason why he and Isabel were here.

“In recent decades, the dragon race has suddenly encountered large-scale encirclement and suppression. Many of our clansmen have lost contact. Isabel, as the Dragon King, is investigating this matter. Recently, she heard that a Chi Bone Sword has appeared here. Coincidentally, a cub of the Bright Dragon race went missing some time ago, so Isabel and I came to investigate the source of the Chi Bone Sword’s dragon bones.”

Yan Yunqing looked at Divick, listening carefully to his narration. Divick, seeing that Yan Yunqing’s attention was back on him, was overjoyed and poured out Isabel’s plan like beans.

“Isabel suspects that the person behind Mantipeer is related to the dragons that have gone missing in recent years. Perhaps they are one of the members of the large-scale encirclement and suppression of the dragon race. She wants me to confirm the source of the Chi Bone Sword’s dragon bones, and also find out the origin of the person behind Mantipeer.”

Divick said, “Isabel said that she hasn’t found many clues about the missing clansmen for so many years, so the sudden appearance of this person definitely has problems. So we can’t alert the enemy, we have to participate in the competition according to the other party’s purpose, and then take action after finding more clues.”

Yan Yunqing understood. He didn’t expect that the dragon race was also involved in this matter. This made things complicated, but fortunately, Divick wouldn’t become a stumbling block on his mission, and could even become one of his helpers.

After all, Divick’s level wasn’t low now. A powerhouse of level 150 could basically walk sideways on the Ermann Continent. As long as he didn’t run into the Demon King’s other juànshǔ – dependents/subordinates, Divick was basically invincible.

Plus, there was Isabel outside, whose level was no lower than Divick’s, and the legendary magician Merlin. Yan Yunqing didn’t know how his little life could die.

Hiss—hadn’t his plug-in gotten stronger again? In addition to the blood-locking plug-in, he had another invincible second-kill plug-in!

Yan Yunqing was very satisfied with the current situation, and even found Divick more pleasing to the eye.

“Then have you confirmed it? The source of the Chi Bone Sword’s dragon bones?”

Divick shook his head. “These few days, I have been trying to get close to the Chi Bone Sword in the top-tier field, but there’s no opportunity. The glass display case holding the Chi Bone Sword seems to be a special alchemical item, isolating all aura. I can’t feel whether the dragon bones are from the cub that went missing some time ago.”

Yan Yunqing caught the key point. “So you’ve already confirmed that it is indeed a sword made from Bright Dragon bones?”

This time, Divick was sure. He recognized at a glance that it was indeed made from Bright Dragon bones. As a member of the same race and having personally extracted his own bones to make weapons, Divick was very familiar with weapons made from Bright Dragon bones.

“So you need to get close to that Chi Bone Sword… You participated in the Golden Touch competition?”

“Yes.” Divick continued to nod. “To win the final victory and get that Chi Bone Sword, that is the simplest way.”

Yan Yunqing was a little curious. He had learned various skills from Ino’s cheat and was able to quickly become a Golden Touch and had the confidence to win the final victory, but what confidence did Divick have?

Was it based on their luck when they played 21 points on the march, where Divick always lost with a face full of paper strips?

“What if you can’t win?” Yan Yunqing asked.

Divick answered without hesitation, “Then I’ll kill the person who wins and snatch the sword over to take a look.”

Yan Yunqing: …

Very good, this guy was still as straightforward as ever.

He thought that after the dragon race produced ayìlèi – outlier like Isabel, who was good with her brain, she would have brought her younger brother to learn to be roundabout and scheming. Now it seemed that he was still a dragon prince with a brain full of muscles.

Forget it, if this guy’s brain were even a little useful, he wouldn’t have made the move to extract his own bones, peel off his own tendons, and make leather armor weapons for the Demon King.

Yan Yunqing rubbed the corners of his forehead, thought about it, and said, “Actually, my purpose in coming here is also for the final victory.”

Divick blinked, quickly doing an equation in his brain.

The King appeared in Mantipeer = the King wants to win = the King wants that Chi Bone Sword = the King is dissatisfied that he didn’t make a dragon bone sword for the King back then!

Divick trembled all over, grabbed Yan Yunqing’s hand, and eagerly opened his mouth to express his sincerity: “King, don’t want that sword! I’ll make a new one for you! With mine!”

Divick was afraid of being disliked by the King. Grabbing Yan Yunqing’s hand, he pressed it directly against his chest. The temperature that was transmitted to Yan Yunqing’s fingertips through the thin fabric made him shiver.

He looked at Yan Yunqing eagerly, as if as soon as Yan Yunqing gave the order, he could immediately tear open his chest, take out a bone, and make a brand new weapon for his supreme king.

Yan Yunqing’s pupils shook, watching Divick really want to give him a live performance of digging his heart out, and almost knelt down to him, and quickly shouted to stop.

“I don’t want your bones!”

Yan Yunqing was at a loss for words. If the dragon race wasn’t some kind of intelligent race, but just ordinary beasts, he might still be able to use this so-called long sword made of dragon bones.

But this was atè miāo – special meow, slang sword made by Divick himself peeling off his own bones. He would have a psychological shadow when he used it, okay?!

Every time he held the sword, he would have to recall the image of Divick peeling off his own bones with blood dripping. Yan Yunqing said that he couldn’t accept it.

Divick heard Yan Yunqing’s rejection, and the entire dragon dimmed down. “You…you want that Chi Bone Sword more?”

Divick began to think, would it be useful to rush over now and destroy Mantipeer’s Chi Bone Sword? Would the king blame him for this? It didn’t matter if he was blamed, as long as the king didn’t disappear again, he could peel off a few more bones to make the most beautiful sword for the king.

Compared to the king not wanting the sword made of his bones, Divick couldn’t accept the king wanting the bones of another dragon!

Fortunately, before Divick could take any action, he first heard Yan Yunqing’s denial.

“No, I didn’t come for that Chi Bone Sword.” Yan Yunqing refused with a headache, subconsciously wanting to pinch his eyebrows, but felt something Q-QQ-Q tán tán – bouncy/springy, like mochi, delicate and warm to the touch under his hand.

…Damn, his hand was still on Divick’s chest!!

Yan Yunqing looked at his hand in a daze, uncontrollably squeezing it twice again. Eeh, so big and soft—no, no, it wasn’t him moving!

It was Divick’s hand moving his hand! Yan Yunqing was actually forced to squeeze Divick’s chest twice!!!

Yan Yunqing retracted his hand like he had been electrocuted, the roots of his ears turning red, “You, you you! What are you doing!”

Divick tilted his head strangely, seeming not to understand why the king’s reaction was so big, but he felt much safer when he heard the king’s explanation. “I thought you liked to pinch me? Like before.”

Like before what?!

Yan Yunqing subconsciously wanted to refute, but suddenly remembered that he did seem to often pinch Divick before.

At that time, the Demon King had just picked up the little wolf cub Beros, and held him in his arms every day, stroking his head. Divick was unhappy, and also turned into a dragon form, and specially drank the shrinking potion, turning into a cub to get into the Demon King’s arms, letting the Demon King pinch the base of his tail.