Chapter 99 - A Contract between Master and Servant (1/2)

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Shen Ying’s eyes sparkled. She walked toward the shore and picked up the fish tail, which was as long as half a human’s body. Out of habit, she turned and asked, “Director, do you know to… Nevermind,” she swallowed her words. “I can eat seafood raw.”

She raised the sword she received from Yi Feng and sliced the fish’s tail into sashimi.

Yi Feng’s were already wide, but at that moment they widened further. What is she doing? Is she really going to eat it?

Holy shit!

She’s really going to eat it!

“Come, join me,” Shen Ying waved at him.

“…” I’m not going to eat that with you! So you were really thinking of eating the beasts when you asked if they could be eaten earlier?

Wait a moment!

Spirit Master, what are you doing? Where did that plate come from?

Why are you plating the sashimi for her? Don’t forget that you’re a beast yourself!

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Yi Feng had regained his composure after much difficulty, but he lost it once again.

Everything that happened in the last minute was a dream. Yes! This must be a dream! No cultivator would treat spirit beasts as food. Even if they did, they would not come all the way to Mirage Sea to look for them!

“Thank you, Furball,” Shen Ying patted the man in front of her, who was plating her sashimi and arranging them nicely so they looked more appetizing.

Bai Ze hesitated. Out of habit, he turned his back toward her, but did not brush her hand away. He lowered his head and allowed the redness of his face to spread to the roots of his hair.

Shen Ying was full. She turned and scanned the seafood on the shore, then exclaimed, “It’s such a waste to leave all of this here. Director, do you have those bags that can store many things and keep food fresh?”

Yi Feng stared back at her blankly. He forced himself to think. What bag? A storage bag?

You’re not just going to eat the beast – you want to keep the flesh for later?

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“There’s so much seafood. It’ll be great if I can bring some back so that Chef can cook for me,” she muttered to herself.

As soon as she finished speaking, a blue bag appeared before her eyes.

Shen Ying’s eyes sparkled once again. She grabbed the bag and faced the man who had his head lowered, “Thanks, Furball.”

She walked toward the seafood and grabbed handfuls of meat, chucking them into the storage bag. What a catch!

Bai Ze stood still with his head lowered.

A moment later, a low voice drifted toward her.

“You’re… welcome.”

Shen Ying thought the storage bag was the world’s greatest invention. It had so much space and it could keep food fresh. Anything she put in would still be in its original state when she took it out later. It was a must-have for family vacations. She must have stuffed hundreds of handfuls of seafood into the bag before it became full. She patted the bag contently and turned to make her way back. She made a mental note to ask for a similar storage bag from Father Niu.

By the time she had finished packing her seafood, Yi Feng had been sitting on a rock, staring blankly into space for over an hour. He glanced at her and subconsciously took a step back.

“Sect… Sect Master Shen,” he suddenly understood the fear that the Xuan Yuan Family and Yin Family felt when they saw her. Now, his legs were jelly as well. That move was… too scary!

“Director, thank you for your sword,” Shen Ying handed the sword in her hands back to Yi Feng.

Yi Feng’s heart pounded, “Don’t… don’t mention it.” The sword suddenly felt extremely heavy. If it weren’t his intrinsic dharmic artifact, he would throw it out.

“Where should we go next?” Shen Ying asked.