Chapter 61: Xingmu's Berserk Beastification

Evening fell.

Xing Miao did not return, perhaps feeling too embarrassed after running into Ye Moxi that morning.

After dinner, Feng Yanling handled official business while Ye Moxi snuggled in his arms, browsing gossip on the interstellar network.

Ye Moxi had also caught wind of the rumors that Leng Baihe demanded a lavish wedding before she would register her marriage with the head of that branch family of the Feng clan.

After all her twists and turns, she had truly managed to snare a Major General of the Feng family! Though not as young and promising as Feng Yanling, Sentinels enjoyed exceptionally long lifespans. Perhaps by the time Leng Baihe grew old and lost her looks, he would still be in his prime.

Right now, the interstellar network was flooded with adoring praises for Leng Baihe.

Interstellar humans did not place much emphasis on wedding ceremonies. Generally, after the couple completed their registration, their families would host a grand banquet to announce the good news. Feng Yanling and Ye Moxi were in no rush to hold theirs; after all, Ye Moxi was not yet of age, and Feng Yanling wanted everything he gave her to be absolutely perfect. Therefore, after discussing it, they decided to wait until Ye Moxi reached adulthood before holding the ceremony.

In the past, Leng Baihe had always viewed Ye Moxi as her imaginary rival, and ever since she discovered that Ye Moxi was also a transmigrator, she felt compelled to compete with her at every turn.

Especially after Feng Yanling was snatched away by Ye Moxi (though that wasn't strictly true), Leng Baihe held an even deeper grudge.

That day, aided by her system, she had tumbled into the arms of Major General Feng Yang in a state of disarray, having already resolved to make Ye Moxi pay dearly!

Previously, due to her low spiritual power rank, she had only ever attracted low-ranking, impoverished Sentinels. Now that she had finally managed to grab hold of one whose rank and wealth were actually respectable, Leng Baihe pulled out all the stops. She utterly bewitched this self-important head of the branch family, making him obey her every whim. Of course, Leng Baihe wasn't foolish either; you had to risk a sheep to catch a hawk!

Yet things did not go as she wished, and reality fell far short of her expectations!

She brought out delicacies like hot pot, spicy hot pot, and oden, only to find they had all already been patented!

It was then that she learned of a food blogger named "Chubby Little Fish," who frequently shared various culinary recipes.

Leng Baihe could not help but suspect that this "Chubby Little Fish" might be Ye Moxi's alter ego, especially since the broadcast room seemed to have undergone voice modulation, and the blogger never showed her face.

However, Leng Baihe was not easily discouraged. Fried chicken, french fries, hamburgers, cola...

"Why is there only cola?"

She wanted McCafé even more!

Ye Moxi sighed inwardly. As expected of a transmigrator with a system—she had actually managed to acquire the recipe for cola. Meanwhile, though she had followed food trends to learn many dishes in her past life, there were always some she failed to master. In truth, it was largely a matter of cost-effectiveness; items that weren't frequently consumed and were always stocked to the brim on supermarket shelves were things she simply skipped over.

Leng Baihe proved even more adept at hunger marketing than Ye Moxi, permitting cola to be consumed only on the premises with no takeout allowed...

Her new shop drew long queues every single day.

"What are you thinking about?"

Feng Yanling finally finished all his work, wrapped his arms around Ye Moxi's soft waist, and lowered his head to kiss her cheek.

"I'm just a bit relieved that I listened to Luxue and Xing Miao back then and created that food account..."

Otherwise, the ownership rights to hot pot and spicy hot pot really would have become a major issue.

"Do you need me to have someone keep an eye on her?"

His scorching lips slowly traveled downward.

Ye Moxi answered offhandedly.

"No need! As long as she doesn't come here to steal you from me..."

"She can't steal me. No one could ever take me away..."

His thin lips slowly pressed one burning kiss after another against her collarbone.

Ye Moxi's eyes grew hazy, her cherry lips slightly parted, her fingers intertwining with Feng Yanling's.

Her clothes gradually slipped down.

Feng Yanling pulled off her half-removed top with one hand and leaned over her.

"Ah... slower..." a shy, timid voice whimpered.

"Mh... you bad man! Don't... don't..."

...

"Will you come back to the First Legion with me?"

Not only did Ye Moxi not want to part with Feng Yanling, but he had no desire to be separated from her either.

"If you spirit away your own uncle's student, won't you get chewed out until you're soaked in dog's blood?"

Ye Moxi had never skipped class before, and the mere thought of it filled her with excitement. She even wondered how her mentor would nag her if she asked for leave, but surely it was entirely reasonable for young lovers deeply in love to want to cling to each other every single moment?

Besides, didn't people go on honeymoons after getting married?

"Let them chew me out! It's not like I'll lose a chunk of flesh..."

With those words, Feng Yanling began packing Ye Moxi's luggage while she orbited around him.

"Heh... I remember when I first saw you on the interstellar network, you seemed like a noble flower on a snowy peak, utterly untouchable..."

Feng Yanling pulled her into his arms and kissed her fiercely. Sensing that his hands were starting to wander, Ye Moxi hastily called a halt.

"Although our First Strike Team isn't participating in patrol duties lately, our training tasks are very heavy. I might not have much time to accompany you. If you get bored, would you like to team up with the other dependents? They sometimes group up to go out and gather ingredients..."

That sounded fun! In her past life, she had once been intensely fond of listening to the grandpas and grandmas in her residential complex gossip about everyone's household affairs.

Her proficiency with sticks and whips had even inherited the true teachings of the old men in the neighborhood!

Still, she wasn't familiar with the people in the dependents' quarters, and if she rushed over uninvited, they might not be willing to chat with her. Besides, there was plenty of time ahead.

After spending about half a month of honeymoon bliss with Feng Yanling in the First Legion, Ye Moxi finally returned to the Academy of Talents under the relentless pressure of her mentor's endless string of comm-calls.

Since Feng Yanling was away on patrol duty, she returned alone.

By mid-morning, Luxue and Xing Miao should both be attending classes.

"Ding-dong."

"Mentor... I'm back! I'm really back, check the access logs if you don't believe me! I'm heading back to the dorm now. Oh dear, let's start classes tomorrow, I'm dizzy from riding the warship..."

Ye Moxi hung up the communication, humming a cheerful tune as she unlocked the door. Just as she passed through the living room, a towering figure suddenly lunged straight at her.

"Whoa!"

It was a male whose upper body was entirely covered in thick fur, sporting a pair of crimson eyes and a head that had completely transformed into that of a beast!

Another beastification?

Ye Moxi swung her stick and struck him directly.

The man—or rather, the half-man-half-beast—thrown his head back and crashed backward to the floor.

With a heavy "thud," he lay motionless.

Surely a Sentinel's physical resilience shouldn't be this fragile?

Frowning, Ye Moxi stepped forward to inspect him.

As a result, the man (or beast) sprang up in a sudden bound and lunged at her once more. This time, he (or it) even flung open his arms, revealing long, prominent claws protruding from his fur-covered limbs.

If she got scratched by those, wouldn't her face be completely ruined?

The vengeance for facial disfigurement was irreconcilable!

The stick in Ye Moxi's hand instantly glowed with intertwining green and red energies, crackling with a "bzz-bzz" sound. This time, sensing its master's emotions, the red energy took the dominant role.

"Thud!" Another blow landed.

The red energy aggressively battered into the spiritual sea of the man on the ground. Her current spiritual power seemed to have developed a will of its own, flying straight into his spiritual sea and unleashing a frantic flurry of beatings...

Ye Moxi could even see his body twitching while white foam suspiciously dribbled from the corners of his mouth...

Now she really might have committed manslaughter!