NABC Chapter 243 Don't you know that the older you get, the more mature you become?
Chapter 243 Don't you know that the older you get, the more mature you become?
Chapter 243 Don't they know that the older one gets, the more mature one becomes?
Hearing Liya's explanation, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but say somewhat awkwardly, "Even so, it's still very necessary to check you out. After all, Bajiao just said that you weren't in very good condition."
Moreover, this undead demiplane was left to me by Elder Yi, and many of its systems and structures are different from our Douluo Continent. If you encounter any problems because of this, I will feel very... guilty.
Seeing Huo Yuhao's genuine concern for her, Liya's heart began to pound wildly again.
The exceptionally beautiful, golden fish tail gently wrapped around Huo Yuhao's waist, and the tail fin seemed to have its own consciousness, rhythmically and intentionally patting his lower back.
Liya rubbed her cheek against Huo Yuhao's chest and whispered in a voice barely above a whisper, "Yuhao, you don't need to be so formal with me."
You saved my life and gave me a new life. Like I've always said, I have nothing to repay you with; just being by your side like this is enough for me.
Standing on the branches of the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass, Tianmeng saw this scene and quietly nudged the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass beneath her with her little elbow, whispering:
"Hey, Octagon. If I remember correctly, isn't Lia's gesture a courtship ritual passed down through the merfolk?"
The white flower of the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass swayed subconsciously, responding somewhat uncertainly, "I... I guess so?"
Having spent most of its life living within the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, the Eight-Cornered Mystic Ice Grass really doesn't understand these things.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been so easily fooled by Tianmeng's few words and made that "evil" deal.
Tianmeng clicked her tongue inwardly, thinking to herself that it was fortunate they weren't in the sea, and Huo Yuhao didn't have a fishtail, otherwise they would have witnessed the rather suggestive scene of two fishtails intertwined and playing together.
She quickly tried to banish the inappropriate images that popped into her mind and forced herself to become serious.
As the oldest person present, it was essential to steer the conversation back on track before the atmosphere veered into an even more awkward and unpleasant state.
It's definitely not because, among the girls present, only Liya, with her unique half-human, half-fish form, is capable of having some kind of intimate contact with Yuhao.
After all, Tianmeng's actions were as clear as a mirror, and everything she did was for the greater good!
"Cough cough..."
Tianmeng coughed heavily twice, deliberately breaking the sticky atmosphere.
With her hands on her hips, she angrily scolded, "You two, watch your behavior! Bajiao and I are still here. We have plenty of time for each other to be affectionate."
At this point, she changed the subject, her tone becoming somewhat urgent: "Speaking of which, besides the two of you, where are the other spirits?"
Especially where is the "me" in this world? I must let him know who Yuhao's most caring, capable, and irreplaceable silkworm is!
This series of self-praises completely dispelled the previously ambiguous atmosphere.
Upon hearing Tianmeng mention what concerned him most, Huo Yuhao's expression turned serious, and he asked, "Liya, Bajiao, aren't Xue Di and the others with you?"
This question also brought Liya back to her senses from her earlier shyness and excitement.
She gently placed her hands on Huo Yuhao's chest, pushing her slightly feverish body away a little to cool down the heat that had risen due to their intimacy, and to allow them to see each other's expressions more clearly.
Then, she flipped her hand over again.
A uniquely shaped object, resembling a crown, floated up and hovered in her palm.
The crown's base was woven from two wondrous crystals, ice blue and fiery red, perfectly embodying the coexistence of ice and fire.
Extending upwards are colorful spires representing different emotions, and at the very top of the crown, an indescribable rainbow of colors slowly swirls.
The divine status of the god of emotions.
The moment it appeared, an invisible force spread out, and the emotions of everyone present were completely stirred by this force, with all sorts of feelings churning within them.
Especially Huo Yuhao, when he sensed the few familiar yet extremely faint primal auras attached to the divine spark, his nose tingled and his eyes involuntarily reddened.
Seeing his excited expression, Liya's voice became exceptionally gentle as she explained, "In the beginning, I was the first to awaken in the undead demiplane."
Because the Eight-Cornered Star is a plant-type soul beast, it can be replanted on the spot and slowly recover. However, the essence of the Snow Empress and the others was too weak, so they could only rely on the divine core and fall into a deep sleep to maintain their last bit of life.
"Our original plan with Bajiao was to use the demon seed to deduce the spatial coordinates of the demon plane once I was in better condition and able to stay conscious for a longer period of time."
Then we'll find a way to let the undead demiplane devour them, using the energy of a complete plane to restore Snow Empress and the others to their original state.
At this point, a genuine smile of relief appeared on Liya's face, and she said softly, "But now that Yuhao, you're back, everything is alright. It's time to return this divine spark of the God of Emotions to its rightful owner."
As she spoke, Liya carefully picked up the crown with both hands, her expression extremely solemn as she prepared to place it back on Huo Yuhao's head.
"Wait, Liya."
Huo Yuhao immediately stopped Liya's actions, shook his head, and explained with an extremely serious expression:
"My current situation is very special. I already possess the Destruction Godhead transformed from the Golden Dragon King's origin, so I'm afraid I won't be able to accommodate the Godhead of Emotions again."
Just like Tang San, although he is known as a dual-god king, in reality, if Xiao Wu hadn't taken over the other godhood for him...
The two completely different divine powers of the Asura God and the Sea God would have long been clashing within Tang San's body, and might even have caused him serious injury.
But as soon as Huo Yuhao finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.
The crown formed from the divine essence of the God of Emotions suddenly burst forth with seven-colored light, as if drawn by something intense.
In the blink of an eye, seven elements—blue, red, cyan, yellow, silver, black, and gold—and seven emotions, transformed into seven dazzling streams of light, continuously merging into Huo Yuhao's body.
Huo Yuhao groaned, and the light representing seven emotions flickered alternately in his blue-gold eyes, while a layer of lustrous, divine jade-like luster appeared on his body.
Liya, who was closest to Huo Yuhao, could naturally sense that Huo Yuhao's current state was extremely unusual.
Especially since Huo Yuhao had just said that he couldn't accept it, yet this divine spark so willingly merged into his body.
Overwhelmed with worry, Liya looked anxiously at Tianmeng, her voice filled with urgency.
"Tianmeng, is Yuhao alright? When we merged with the God of Emotions, weren't we each responsible for inheriting seven different emotions? How could he...?"
Just like Rong Nianbing, who fused with the position of the God of Emotions, he also relied on seven divine swords with different attributes to share the seven emotions.
Now, Huo Yuhao is carrying the complete seven emotional origins in his own body. What kind of direct impact those seven extreme emotions will have on Huo Yuhao is something that probably no one can predict.
As Huo Yuhao's soul spirit, Tianmeng is naturally able to perceive his current state most directly.
After carefully sensing for a moment, she gently comforted Liya, who was on the verge of tears:
"Don't worry, Yuhao is currently in a deep meditation. The divine spark isn't harming him; it's merging with another power within him. He should wake up in a few days."
Seven days later.
As the last dazzling golden light slowly receded from Huo Yuhao's body and finally disappeared completely into his brow, his tightly closed eyes finally opened.
Those eyes seemed to hold an endless starry sky, deep and vast.
If one could see through his fair skin, one could even see the bones within him, which were now radiating a rich, restrained nine-colored light, their texture resembling that of genuine glass and jade.
Before Huo Yuhao could fully experience the changes after the fusion of the Destruction Godhood and the Emotion Godhood, he felt a fragrant breeze wafting towards him.
The next moment, her soft, warm body crashed solidly into his arms.
The golden fish tail wrapped tightly around his lower back, and her arms also clung tightly to his back, as if she wanted to embed herself into his body.
Tears flowed again as if they were free, turning into glistening pearls the moment they touched the ground, scattering everywhere with a tinkling sound.
"Yuhao...you're alright...that's so good...sob sob..."
Liya buried her face in Huo Yuhao's chest, her voice muffled and nasal, her words somewhat incoherent.
Feeling the mermaid girl trembling slightly in his arms, Huo Yuhao could only gently comfort her once again.
Gently patting Liya's smooth back, he teased, "Why are you crying again? If you keep crying like this, you'll have to pick up all these fallen pearls one by one and eat them back yourself."
Mermaid tears contain their purest spiritual essence, which can not only awaken the intelligence of uncivilized creatures, but also nourish the sea of their spirit.
If they are in seawater, these energy-containing teardrops can naturally dissipate and return to the mermaid's body.
But now, on this land of the undead demiplane, if we don't want to waste this source, the only option is for Liya to consume it herself.
"Pfft—"
Hearing this comforting remark, which was delivered in a joking manner, Liya stopped crying and started laughing.
She slightly lifted her head from Huo Yuhao's embrace, her pretty face streaked with tears, her small lips pouting as she retorted with a hint of defiance:
"I'm not afraid at all. These are tears of joy. Even if I eat them back, I'll still find them sweet."
At this point, Liya's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she was carefully organizing her words.
After a while, she pressed her cheek against Huo Yuhao's chest again, feeling his strong heartbeat, and whispered:
"I don't know why, but the moment I saw you wake up, I couldn't help myself! It's like every move you make is captivating my heart."
Before Huo Yuhao could ponder the reason, a clear, melodious voice with a touch of coquettishness came from the direction of the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass.
"If Heaven hadn't given birth to Sister Tianmeng, our path would have been shrouded in eternal darkness! Little Yuhao, you'd better open your eyes wide and watch my magnificent transformation."
As soon as the words were spoken, the golden ball of light that had been floating beside the octagonal ice grass suddenly shone brightly, then exploded, turning into a sky full of dazzling golden light spots, like the grandest fireworks during a festival.
Within that dazzling golden core, an exceptionally delicate and graceful figure was faintly visible.
When the golden light completely dissipated, what came into view was a figure that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
Tianmeng was wearing her signature ice silk bodysuit, her long, lustrous golden hair flowing smoothly down to her waist.
Her once slightly chubby, childlike face has become more defined, exuding the charm and allure of a mature woman.
Even more exaggeratedly, the originally very loose pajamas were now stretched high by her amazingly full breasts, outlining a round and perky curve.
It seems to have been intentional, or perhaps the pajamas really didn't fit properly anymore.
The trousers that used to cover most of the legs now only cover the upper thighs, leaving those two straight, shapely, and plump legs completely exposed to the air.
Especially her beautiful feet, clad in snow-white stockings, exuded a sweet and alluring aroma, like ice cream.
Tianmeng looked down at her perfect form after consuming the Frost Dew and replenishing her essence. Her golden eyes, with brown rings, were filled with pride and satisfaction.
She even deliberately spun around in place, striking a few poses that she thought were extremely attractive and alluring.
"How's it going, Xiao Yuhao? Are your eyes glued to the screen?"
Tianmeng puffed out her chest, gave Huo Yuhao a flirtatious wink, and said with a tone full of boasting, "Let me tell you, if I hadn't had so much of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth absorbed by those hateful beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest..."
After my first transformation, I grew into this plump and beautiful woman, not the skinny little bean sprout I used to be.
Lying in Huo Yuhao's arms, Liya looked at Tianmeng's stunning figure and then subconsciously looked down at her own small, white breasts. A strange feeling of jealousy and resentment welled up inside her.
Liya subconsciously pursed her lips and muttered under her breath, "Hmph, I don't believe you can look like this. It looks fake. You must have sculpted it yourself. It must be fake."
"Fake? Ha..."
Hearing Liya's mutterings, Tianmeng raised her eyebrows and said, "What do you know, you little brat with only a few hundred thousand years of cultivation?"
As a genuine million-year-old soul beast, I'm many generations older than you. Don't you know that soul beasts only become more mature with age?
(End of this chapter)