220: Chapter 220 The Silent Tyrannosaurus Rex! The Sorrowful Shame of the Succubus!

Su Feng and Ying Yue'e arrived side by side at Shen Youchu's territory.

As soon as he stepped inside, Su Feng was somewhat surprised.

Two years ago, this place had been reduced to ruins by the purple-gold thunder and fire triggered during Shen Youchu's Breakthrough.

But now, everywhere he looked were small bridges, flowing water, and dancing spiritual cranes—it was completely a secluded paradise for cultivation.

What surprised Su Feng most was that after looking around for a long time, he couldn't find the iconic massive martial arts field or those Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Iron Posts that Shen Youchu used to pummel into craters.

“Eh? Why has that girl Youchu stopped hitting the posts?” Su Feng asked in confusion.

One must know that the Battle Saint Physique is born for combat. If the Battle Intent within the body is not vented through intense physical exertion, it is extremely easy to suffer Qi Deviation.

Hearing this, Ying Yue'e covered her mouth and chuckled softly. “Husband, there is something you don't know. Ever since Youchu comprehended the Nine-Character Mantra two years ago, she has completely abandoned her previous cultivation method.”

“Why?”

“According to what Miss Jiuyou said, this Great Dao of True Mantras has a hidden characteristic—Mantra Power Accumulation.”

Ying Yue'e explained patiently, “Simply put, as long as Youchu keeps silent and doesn't even use Divine Sense transmission, the Battle Saint Intent in her body will continuously merge into this Silent Zen.”

“The longer she keeps her mouth shut, the more massive the power of the Law she accumulates. The next time she truly speaks, the stacked attack power will be absolutely terrifying!”

After hearing this, Su Feng sucked in a breath of cold air.

Physical silence turning into a magic critical hit?

This was essentially forcing a chatterbox to become a mute assassin.

While talking, the two had already walked deep into the courtyard.

On the former site of the martial arts field, a pond was now filled with holy, seven-colored red lotuses.

At the center of the largest red lotus, Shen Youchu sat cross-legged in silence with her eyes slightly closed.

At this moment, where was there any trace of the female tyrannosaur from the past who carried a Purple-Gold Giant Hammer and cursed the Yuchuan Realm with every breath?

She wore an elegant immortal dress, and her iconic twin tails hung obediently over her shoulders.

Her exquisite, flawless little face radiated a solemn, sacred aura, and a soft layer of golden Buddha light rippled faintly around her, making her look like a little Bodhisattva.

Even more eye-catching was that on her petite body, her lower abdomen already had a very noticeable bulge.

Looking at this scene of extreme contrast, Su Feng couldn't help but step forward and reach out to ruffle Shen Youchu's fluffy head.

“Smack!”

Shen Youchu snapped her eyes open, her eyes blazing with fire as she skillfully slapped away Su Feng's hand.

“Mmm...”

She habitually wanted to burst out in a curse, but as a result, her right hand turned into an afterimage and firmly covered her own mouth!

Because she used too much force, she even rolled her eyes.

Currently, she not only couldn't speak, but to prevent the leakage of the Mantra Law, even her Divine Sense transmission was sealed tight!

“Wooo wooo wooo!”

Shen Youchu glared at Su Feng indignantly, looking like a little hamster protecting its food.

Seeing that Su Feng was still laughing, she simply pulled out a spiritual brush from her Storage Pouch and wrote a line of large characters in the air with a flourish:

[YOU FINALLY REMEMBERED TO VISIT ME!!!]

After writing, Shen Youchu forcefully poked the words floating in the air, then pointed aggrievedly at her slightly bulging belly.

The meaning couldn't be clearer: I'm carrying your seed and haven't spoken a word for two whole years, and you, this dead scumbag, only come to see me now?!

Looking at this line of text, Su Feng didn't get angry; instead, he found this forced-to-be-muted female tyrannosaur extremely cute.

“Ahem.” Su Feng suppressed his laughter and glanced at her belly with a gentle gaze.

The Battle Saint Physique already had Heaven-Defying Aptitude, and combined with his Pure Yang Bloodline, the talent of the offspring in this belly was absolutely terrifying.

The Heavenly Dao emphasizes balance; the more Heaven-Defying a life is, the longer its gestation period.

For this little fellow to be born, it would take at least thirty years.

However, Shen Youchu herself was actually enjoying it.

Because she discovered that the little fellow she was carrying was born with the embryonic form of a Mantra Divine Body, spontaneously absorbing and exhaling the Law inside her belly every day.

If it weren't for this unborn little fellow helping her organize her insights, it would have been impossible for her to comprehend a second Great Dao of True Mantras in just two short years!

“Not bad! The Nine-Character Mantra is great! You should study hard and keep it up!” Su Feng praised her in a punchable way, like an unscrupulous boss.

“Boom~~~!”

Hearing this sarcastic remark, Shen Youchu completely blew her top!

A blast of scorching purple-gold flames instantly erupted from her body.

However, although the flames were violent, the moment they touched the corner of Su Feng's clothes, they docilely swerved around, unable to harm him in the slightest.

“Alright, calm down.”

Su Feng laughed and pressed down Shen Youchu's wildly waving little hands.

Looking at her bouncing twin tails, Su Feng's heart stirred. Scenes from two years ago suddenly flashed in his mind, and he actually felt a hint of an urge to 'toss the wok' again.

Ying Yue'e, standing aside, noticed the strange look in Su Feng's eyes. She coughed lightly and stepped forward to smooth things over, beginning to explain the matter of the Battle of Ten Thousand Races to Shen Youchu.

As soon as she heard there was a fight to be had, the grievance in Shen Youchu's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by feverish excitement!

Although the Nine-Character Mantra restricted her speaking, the violent Battle Intent of the Battle Saint Physique in her bones was like an active volcano about to erupt after two years of suppression, desperately needing a release!

[I'M GOING TO CRUSH THEM ALL!!!]

Shen Youchu immediately wrote a line of blood-red characters in the air, her Battle Intent soaring to the heavens.

“Good, prepare yourself well.” Seeing that the business was settled, Su Feng tactfully stopped teasing her. He gave Ying Yue'e a look, and his figure slowly vanished.

...

At the same time.

Inside a dark Demon Palace isolated from the world by a Formation.

The Demon Clan Goddess Yunas, who once commanded the wind and clouds in the Demon Realm, was currently huddled ungracefully on a wide divan made of magic dragon skin.

Her smooth, dark purple long hair was ruffled like a bird's nest, and her proud peaks heaved violently with her heavy breathing.

“Two years...”

“It's been two whole years!!!”

Yunas tightly gripped the Telepathic Divine Talisman left by Su Feng, her eyes red and tears welling up.

Ever since she was captured by that terrifying Human Race Old Ancestor two years ago... and threatened...

That man had never spared her another glance!

Seven hundred and thirty whole days!

Yunas gripped this talisman neurotically every day, wanting to contact Su Feng countless times, only to withdraw in fear at the last moment.

Her persecution complex, which could be called terminal, had developed to an extremely twisted degree during these two years of loneliness.

“Could it be... that I really didn't perform well enough that day, and Master is disgusted with me?”

“Or is it... that he's already completely tired of this demon body of mine?”

The more Yunas thought, the more desperate she became. The heart-shaped tail behind her lashed the air frantically and uneasily.

“He hasn't paid attention to me for so long. Is he planning to treat me as cheap spoils of war and reward me to his subordinates at will?”

“Or... is he waiting for me to get a bit fatter, and then, like it says in the picture books, reward me to the three armies and let me... let me serve three generations?!”

“No!!!”

Yunas was so scared she hugged her head and cried loudly...

As a succubus goddess born with seductive bones and hailed as a rare masterpiece of the Demon Race in a hundred years, she had already made the mental preparation to sacrifice herself for favor after being forcibly snatched away to be a bandit's wife.

In the end, she was left here to keep an empty room for two whole years!

“Wooo wooo wooo~~~ I really am the disgrace of the succubi!”

“I've lived for nearly a thousand years, and I've been snatched away for two years! I'm actually... actually still a virgin!?!?”

“Wooo wooo wooo... I can't even seduce a single man. When I go to the underworld in the future, what face will I have to meet the ancestors of my Succubus Clan...”