Chapter 19: I Also Carry the Blood of a Soul Beast
"Soul beast blood? You mean… you're mixed-blood?"
Ah Wu's expression froze in shock.
Fu Ye chuckled lightly, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes. He wasn't lying—ever since he merged with the Dragon God Martial Soul and inherited the full Dragon God bloodline, he had ceased to be purely human.
Now, like Tang San in the original tale, he was a hybrid—a being who walked the line between human and soul beast. In fact, Tang San's own children, born of such union, possessed an even greater proportion of soul beast lineage—three-quarters, at least.
Fu Ye believed this was one of the reasons Tang Wutong had managed to fuse with the auspicious beast king Qiu'er, and why Tang Wulin in the third era of Douluo was able to absorb the energy of the Golden Dragon King.
His Dragon God bloodline had transformed his once-ordinary physique. Now, with a single punch, he could move two to three hundred thousand jin without effort. Such monstrous strength—he doubted even the gods of the Divine Realm could rival him.
A light laugh escaped his lips. "So, would you be afraid of a man who can throw a punch worth two or three hundred tons?"
(Kind reminder: By the end of Douluo Dalu III, Tang Wulin's punch was nearly 150 tons.)
"But of course," Fu Ye added casually, "Whether you believe it or not is your business. No need to get so serious."
As he said that, a nine-colored aura condensed in his palm. The moment it appeared, Ah Wu's body stiffened, her hair bristling as her instincts screamed in alarm. Her pupils quivered in fear.
"This is the power of my bloodline," Fu Ye said. "Not overwhelming, but still… useful."
He walked slowly to the window, letting the colored aura disperse. Ah Wu remained frozen, unable to move under the weight of that presence.
"You're quite interesting, girl," Fu Ye said with a teasing smile. "But relax. I'm not here for your spirit ring or bones. I came to the forest to unwind. As for that dumb tiger, I took him as a mount just for fun."
Although she was Xiao Wu's mother, Ah Wu looked like a girl of eighteen or nineteen—smooth skin, youthful glow. Fu Ye gently pinched her cheek, jokingly.
"Today was a pleasant diversion," he said. "Next time, I'll bring that silly girl Ah Yin to play too."
He gave her head a gentle pat. Something in his heart stirred for a brief moment. Of course, just like with Tang Yuehua, everything needed to be taken one step at a time.
It was understandable she was wary—he had shown up unannounced, after all.
There's a saying: The first time is unfamiliar, the second time is a little better, and by the third, fourth, fifth… well, success was only a matter of time.
Fu Ye wasn't some depraved villain—he was a gentleman rogue, with standards and bottom lines.
He turned to leave. But just before exiting, he glanced back at her with a mischievous grin.
"Rabbit girl, you like carrots, don't you?"
With a wave of his hand, he conjured a small mountain of century-old spirit carrots—rare and glowing with vitality.
Unfortunately, Ah Wu didn't witness it. She still sat stunned on the bed.
Outside, Xiao Wu and the Titan Giant Ape were both dumbfounded.
Carrot mountain?
Xiao Wu: "Waaah! So many carrots! They smell so good!"
Titan Giant Ape: "Carrots? Seriously? Why not bananas?"
Azure Bull Python: "I still prefer meat…"
But by the time their dazed gazes returned from the food pile, Fu Ye had already vanished like a phantom.
As for the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, Fu Ye dragged the little beast away by the scruff of its neck like a naughty cat.
When Ah Wu finally stepped outside, her jaw dropped at the mountain of carrots before her.
"Mom, what did you say to that guy?! These are century-old spirit carrots—about to develop spiritual awareness!"
Xiao Wu practically drooled, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"These were all eaten to extinction in the Star Dou Great Forest!"
"Ow! Mom, don't pinch my ear!"
Ah Wu glared at her daughter's greedy expression.
"Er Ming, Da Ming—do you understand what happened today? If not, no food for either of you."
"Yes, Wu's mother."
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Meanwhile, Fu Ye approached the outskirts of a human town. He glanced at the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger in his arms, a look of disdain on his face.
The tiger froze, his fur bristling under Fu Ye's stare.
"Can you shrink down a bit? I can't carry you around like this."
With an understanding whimper, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger transformed—into a small black pup with golden wings.
It was oddly adorable.
"Good dog," Fu Ye praised.
"Woof!" the tiger barked.
This beast adapted way too fast.
"You'll guard my place from now on, understood?"
"Woof!"
Fu Ye sighed. "You're really getting into this dog role, huh?"
By the time Fu Ye returned home, the sun was still high. Ah Yin had just woken up from a nap.
She spotted the black puppy and reached out to pet it. But the moment Fu Ye explained it was a 50,000-year-old Dark Demon Evil God Tiger…
"Ye Ye, what do you think of this tying method?"
"…Not bad. Could still be improved."
Fu Ye never imagined he'd one day be tying up a soul beast with his wife, like a playful game.
The tiger looked utterly defeated as it lay bound like a roast, while Ah Yin giggled in delight.
While chatting, Fu Ye learned the tiger had once tried to devour Ah Yin. It failed, of course—but still, the thought made Fu Ye's eyes narrow.
"I'll teach you a more refined method of restraint."
Three minutes later—
"…Huh, not bad. Even as a dog, he's oddly coquettish."
"Ye Ye, you're terrible! But it really is!"
The bound tiger whimpered, his gaze full of despair. These two monsters! I may be your slave, but I still have dignity!
Fu Ye: ("▔□▔)
Ah Yin: (^^*)
After dinner, Fu Ye held Ah Yin in his arms, unable to hide the heat in his eyes.
But before anything happened… there was still one little third wheel to deal with.
"Bang!"
With a loud thud, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger was thrown from the top floor like trash.
"You have one job—guard the door. If you wander more than 25 meters… you die."
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End of Chapter 19
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