Transmigrating as a Crazy Villainess, She Becomes Invincible by Slacking Off - Chapter 60

Ruan Dongling swiftly scooped up Xiao Si, who was floating before her, and cradled him in her arms. She stroked his dragon scales.

Hmm, smooth and slippery, like touching a piece of jade. Not bad.

“How dare you! You… you demoness! How dare you disrespect this venerable one!”

A childish, high-pitched voice rang in Ruan Dongling’s ears.

The voice spoke with great authority, but its youthful tone made it sound utterly adorable, like a baby’s coo.

As Xiao Si spoke, he struggled frantically, trying to escape Ruan Dongling’s clutches.

Caught off guard, Ruan Dongling let him slip free.

Xiao Si hovered in the air, his dragon eyes glaring fiercely at her.

Ruan Dongling stared in disbelief at Xiao Si’s eyes. “Xiao Si? Is that you talking?”

“Yes! It’s me speaking! I’m not called Xiao Si—my name is Ao Cang!”

“You demoness! If you ever… if you ever disrespect this venerable one again, I will surely…”

Before Ao Cang could finish his threat, Ruan Dongling had already pulled him back into her embrace.

“Wow, Xiao Si, you’re amazing! You finally transformed into a dragon! You look so majestic now!”

“Impudence! Awooo! Release this venerable one at once!” Ao Cang roared, struggling with all his might, but he couldn’t break free.

After a long struggle, Ao Cang finally submitted, resigned to his fate as Ruan Dongling stroked him listlessly.

Ao Cang had no idea how he had ended up here. He felt as if he had simply fallen asleep.

His memories were a complete blank.

All he remembered was his name, that he was supposed to be incredibly powerful, and that he should appear dignified and imposing.

He couldn’t understand why he had fallen into the clutches of this terrifying Demoness.

Even worse, he had lost all his Divine Power, making him weaker than even a newborn dragon!

“You detestable Demoness! Once this venerable one regains his Divine Power, I will show you no mercy!” Ao Cang threatened in a childish, squeaky voice, despite being held captive in Ruan Dongling’s hands.

“Xiao Si, don’t you remember me?” Ruan Dongling asked earnestly, cradling Ao Cang in both hands and holding him up to her eyes.

“Damn Demoness! Why would this venerable one ever want to know…” Ao Cang declared with imposing grandeur, but suddenly, countless images flooded its mind.

They were memories from its time as a Four-Legged Snake.

Ao Cang’s dragon eyes widened in disbelief. How could I have such a past? What is happening?

Yet, after absorbing these memories, Ao Cang felt an overwhelming sense of familiarity toward Ruan Dongling.

Realizing how poorly it had treated her earlier, Ao Cang immediately felt guilty.

“I’m sorry… I remember now…” Ao Cang’s imposing aura faltered, and it lowered its head sheepishly. “I shouldn’t have been so harsh…”

Hearing that voice and seeing the young dragon’s demeanor, Ruan Dongling’s heart melted. It’s just too adorable!

“It’s not your fault! It’s not your fault! I’m just glad you’re awake! Now you’re a magnificent dragon, no longer just a Four-Legged Snake! Let’s see who dares to bully you now! Let’s see who dares to look down on you!” Ruan Dongling quickly reassured Ao Cang.

Ruan Dongling had been mentally prepared for Xiao Si’s transformation into a dragon.

Now that it had come true, Ruan Dongling’s heart overflowed with joy.

The Dragon Baby, soothed by Ruan Dongling, reluctantly burrowed back into her robes, its small body trembling with insecurity.

Without its Divine Power, Ao Cang felt utterly vulnerable. It was convinced that even that gaudy, ugly golden bird could easily kill it.

This world had become too terrifying; hiding was the safest option. It would challenge the world again once its Divine Power returned, especially that ugly bird that always bullied it!

Ruan Dongling’s spirits soared. After a two-hour nap, she gained twenty days of cultivation, further stabilizing her newly advanced Cultivation Realm.

Just then, movement stirred in the forest below.

Ruan Dongling cautiously peered down and saw a white streak flash across the ground, moving so fast she couldn’t make out what it was.

Moments later, a Little Monk in saffron robes, his body stained with bl00d, staggered past the tree.

“A Little Monk from the Zen Sect!” Ruan Dongling’s heart jolted with surprise, and she immediately tensed.

No sooner had the Little Monk passed than three green-robed Cultivators with swords in hand gave chase.

Cultivators from another state again!

Ruan Dongling leaped down from the tree and quietly followed the three cultivators.

As they chased the Little Monk into a wide clearing, the cultivators finally caught sight of him.

The green-robed cultivator leading the group sneered, “The little bald donkey thinks he can escape!”

The three cultivators simultaneously swung their arms, and several emerald-green shadows shot forth from their narrow sleeves.

These shadows moved with incredible speed, overtaking the Little Monk in the blink of an eye.

The green light enveloped him, binding him tightly.

The Little Monk stumbled forward a few more steps before collapsing to the ground, exhausted.

The three green-robed cultivators approached him with sinister grins.

“Run! Why aren’t you running now, bald donkey?”

One of the cultivators kicked the Little Monk.

Realizing escape was impossible, the Little Monk ignored his bound arms and upper body. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.

Despite facing imminent death, his face remained serene, as if life and death were mere dust—he showed no fear whatsoever.

“Little bald donkey, stop pretending! Tell us, where did that Hundred Immortals Silver Treasure Fox run off to?”

One of the cultivators drew his sword and pressed it against the Little Monk’s neck.

The Little Monk remained silent, sitting on the ground and softly chanting scriptures.

Hundred Immortals Silver Treasure Fox?

Ruan Dongling’s heart stirred as she recalled the flash of white light that had streaked past the Little Monk earlier.

Could that have been the Hundred Immortals Silver Treasure Fox?

The eyes of the Hundred Immortals Silver Treasure Fox possessed the power to dispel baleful auras and shatter illusions, making them invaluable materials for crafting Magic Artifacts.

Defensive Magic Artifacts made from the fox’s fur were not only aesthetically pleasing but also water-resistant and poison-repelling, making them highly sought after by women.

Any item crafted from the Hundred Immortals Silver Treasure Fox’s fur could fetch astronomical prices at auctions!

The fox’s meat, when consumed, could grant mortals approximately ten years of additional lifespan, making it a priceless treasure in the mortal realm.

Many wealthy mortals would bankrupt themselves just to obtain a single piece of the fox’s meat.

In short, every part of the Silver Treasure Fox was a treasure!

It was perfectly understandable why these cultivators were risking their lives for this creature.

Seeing the Little Monk’s silence, the green-robed cultivator sneered and pressed his sword harder against the monk’s neck.

Bl00d instantly flowed down the blade onto the cultivator’s hand.

The sword had already broken the Little Monk’s skin.

“You bald-headed donkey! Speak! If you don’t, I’ll slice the flesh off your body, piece by piece!”

The cultivator’s ferocity intensified. Seeing the Little Monk’s unwavering silence, he swung his sword, aiming to slash the monk’s shoulder.

Ruan Dongling was about to intervene when a flash of white light moved even faster than she could, darting directly toward the sword-wielding cultivator!