Chapter 146: Acquired Humanoid Pet * 1

Sitting in the corner of the room, Liu Ping took out all the pills he could possibly consume. There were large and small bottles and jars, numbering thirty or forty varieties in total—every single one of them a supreme medicine for healing wounds.

A small fraction of these had been given to him by his Senior Sister, but the vast majority were spoils of war seized from the dragon race back in the Ancient Primordial Divine Realm.

At this moment, his complexion had improved considerably. He could no longer afford to worry about the side effects of medicinal buildup caused by taking too many pills at once, so he had swallowed four or five bottles in a single breath not long ago. Although it felt somewhat wasteful, the effects were immediate, and over half of his injuries were now healed.

"Still... that was extraordinarily close this time," Liu Ping muttered slightly, shaking his head. He retrieved an exquisite small bottle carved from red jade, removed the stopper, poured out a crimson pill, tossed it into his mouth, and continued talking to himself, "I thought victory was already in the bag, but the reality turned out to be so ironic. If Yining hadn't fought back at that moment, I'm afraid my life would have been forfeit."

Eight hours had passed since the battle at the Wu Residence. At that time, Liu Ping had nearly passed out, and his condition could only be described as utterly disastrous. Fortunately, he managed to hold his breath and push through, subsequently finding an inn on the spot to stay in. After that, he began non-stop self-healing, which was why he had recovered so much.

However, up until now, Yining still had not woken up. This made Liu Ping somewhat worried, yet no matter how he probed, he could not detect any injuries. He could only let her sleep on the bed and quietly wait for her to regain consciousness.

He took out another emerald-green bottle and removed the stopper. Inside was a clear, water-like liquid that emitted a faint, refreshing fragrance. As he drank, Liu Ping walked over to the bed and looked at her sleeping peacefully. A strange stirring arose in his heart, and he absurdly wondered if he needed to give her a kiss for her to wake up.

"She's not Sleeping Beauty," Liu Ping shook his head, casting the absurd thought out of his mind. Gradually, his expression turned serious. "There is also another very important matter, and that is Bai Zhi... Has Bai Zhi been branded with a control talisman by that so-called Grandmother Hu San? This matter must be thoroughly investigated. I will ask her properly once she wakes up. Regardless of whether Grandmother Hu San placed a mark on her or not, I am going to cause some trouble for that old woman on account of Yining."

"Before that, however, I should finish recovering from my injuries." Liu Ping shook his head slightly. Having mastered two divine- demon avatars, he was no longer comparable to ordinary earth immortals. He could easily kill that Dust Fiend, and naturally, he could easily kill Grandmother Hu San as well.

Turning around, he sat back down in the chair to continue regulating his breathing. In the blink of an eye, three hours passed. Dusk fell once more; Liu Ping opened his eyes and let out a long breath. "Hah, my injuries are finally healed, and the feeling of physical exhaustion has also vanished... Excellent. As for spiritual power... well, it is quite abundant. Although I have just recovered from heavy injuries and my combat power is somewhat affected, it is not a major problem."

Next, Liu Ping turned and walked to the bed, lifting the bed curtains. At once, he saw Yining still fast asleep and could not help feeling speechless. "She's still sleeping? Could it be... that she actually suffered severe injuries, and my cultivation is simply too weak to detect them?"

"Surely not..." Liu Ping's expression grew somewhat solemn. He reached out and touched Yining's warm, smooth forehead... It felt completely normal.

At that very moment, a knock sounded at the door, and the voice of the inn waiter came from outside: "Esteemed guest! Your food has arrived!"

"Coming." Liu Ping dropped the bed curtains, walked over to the door, and opened it. The waiter deftly placed the dishes on the table, bowed, and said, "Please enjoy your meal." With that, he turned and left, carefully closing the door behind him.

Having not eaten all day, Liu Ping was indeed feeling rather hungry. Although he possessed some cultivation now, he had not yet reached the level of complete penance where he could completely forgo food.

The meal was very simple: a whole roasted chicken, ten baked sesame flatbreads, and a large bowl of meat porridge.

"Let's eat something first," Liu Ping muttered. He directly tore off a chicken leg with his hands and took a bite. The taste was neither particularly good nor particularly bad—truly a subtle middle ground.

Suddenly, his ears twitched as if he had heard something.

Liu Ping walked back to the bed and pulled open the curtains. To his surprise, Yining had already opened her eyes and was looking around her. Her gaze abruptly landed on Liu Ping—and on the chicken leg in his hand with a bite taken out of it.

"You're finally awake. I thought you had some serious injury that I hadn't noticed," Liu Ping said with a relieved, faint smile. "How do you feel?"

Yining did not answer. Instead, she stared straight at the chicken leg in his hand.

Liu Ping was taken aback, then asked, "Want some?"

Yining still did not reply. After a moment, she nodded.

"There's more on the table. Come over and have some if you want," Liu Ping said casually. At this point, he had not yet noticed anything unusual about the newly awakened Yining, but the next second, he realized it.

Yining actually crawled out of the bed. Like a little puppy, she stood on all fours, pressed her alluring face close to Liu Ping, and bit down on the chicken leg in his hand.

"What kind of shameful play are you running here?" Liu Ping froze for a long time, looking at her in sheer disbelief as he asked the question.

Yining paid him no heed, focusing entirely on eating the chicken leg as if she were savoring the greatest delicacy, swallowing even the bones without spitting them out.

Soon, Yining finished the entire chicken leg. As if still unsatisfied, she stuck out her flexible tongue and licked Liu Ping's fingers, relishing the roasted chicken juices staining them, darting her tongue rapidly across his fingertips.

The sensation was tickling and tingling. From a certain perspective, it felt exceptionally good, but Liu Ping was in no mood to enjoy it. His brows furrowed tightly as he finally realized what part of Yining had been injured.

It was likely her soul.

"A-wuwu." After his fingers were licked entirely clean of flavor, Yining finally pulled back her tongue. She raised her head pitifully, opened her mouth to plead, and let out some completely incomprehensible sounds.

Liu Ping was jolted back to his senses by the noise. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Do you still want to eat?"

Nod, nod.

"Then you must listen to me from now on."

Nod, nod.

"Sit down."

Yining's entire body immediately sprawled flat onto the bed.

"Wag your tail."

Although she had no tail, Yining still shook her perky backside, her seductive posture undeniably on full display. Coupled with her alluring face, it was enough to make anyone's heart flutter. Yet, faced with the current situation, Liu Ping could only offer a bitter, helpless smile. "She really has turned into a pet... Did her soul injury erase her human memories, leaving behind only some strange beastly instincts?"

"Soul injuries are notoriously difficult to heal. No matter how many spiritual herbs one has, there is no way to treat them..." Liu Ping felt a headache coming on, his brows furrowed deeply. "It seems I'll have to ask my Senior Sister and see if she knows any way to resolve this."

Listening to Liu Ping's mumbling, Yining raised her head and let out a slightly puzzled cry, completely unaware of what he was talking about.

Seeing Yining like this, Liu Ping thought to himself that she seemed to understand simple commands, but failed to grasp complex statements.

He reached out and stroked Yining's head. Like a little kitten, she squinted her eyes, thoroughly enjoying the petting, and even proactively nudged her head against his hand to demand more affection.

After a moment, her stomach let out another disobedient rumble.

"Let's eat first."

Nod, nod.

Yining devoured the food like a whirlwind. Her speed was comparable to Bai Zhi's, and within moments, every single scrap of food was gone.

Liu Ping thought for a moment and said, "Stand up."

Yining wiped her mouth with her elbow and asked with some confusion, "Wu-wu?"

"I told you to stand up. Stand up like me," Liu Ping said helplessly. He couldn't very well take her out in such a pet-like state.

Yining shook her head in bewilderment.

Liu Ping sighed, placed his hands under her arms, and lifted her up.

However, Yining's entire body remained curled up. Taking advantage of the situation, she wrapped her thighs around Liu Ping's waist. Pushing her advantage further, she pressed her whole body forward, clinging to Liu Ping like a koala. Her face kept rubbing against his cheek, and her cascading dark hair emitted a faint, bewitching fragrance that was simultaneously tickling.

"Good grief..."

Liu Ping gave her a light knock on the head. "Be good!"

"A-wu!" Yining clutched her head, pulled away from Liu Ping's body, and curled up on the floor, looking on the verge of tears and deeply aggrieved.

"How am I supposed to take her out like this... It looks like I'll have to wait until dark to make a move."

Liu Ping let out a helpless, bitter smile.