Chapter 1402: The Behavioral Logic of the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly

The Hell Blood Vine Flower slowly appeared beneath Su Yang's feet.

A flash of blood-light, and Sister Xue Li appeared beside Su Yang.

"Master!"

"How have things been lately?"

"The number of Hell Blood Vine Flower offshoots has already exceeded two million, with no small number of Imperial-grade and Emperor-grade offshoots," Sister Xue Li replied. "However, the expansion of the offshoots should be about to draw the attention of several cities in the Qingluan Kingdom."

Once the Hell Blood Vine Flower expands wildly, it will bring devastating blows to the surrounding fierce beasts.

Those fierce beasts either flee or die!

Even in the Beast-Tamer Great World, an Emperor-grade Hell Blood Vine Flower counts as top-tier.

Above that is a Divine Beast!

But Divine Beasts aren't common vegetables—you can't just bump into them anywhere.

Su Yang glanced at Sister Xue Li's attribute panel. There was still a long way to go before reaching Divine Beast.

If he wanted to level up quickly, he needed a great battle!

No great battle? Then manufacture one!

The Qingluan Kingdom was Su Yang's best opponent.

It could both help the Huaxia Federation eliminate a lingering threat and help the Hell Blood Vine Flower level up.

The best of both worlds.

As for whether the war would involve the civilians of the Qingluan Kingdom—

That was certain!

War is inherently that cruel!

As a soldier, Su Yang had long since cast aside any excess mercy.

If blame is to be assigned, it can only fall on the Qingluan Kingdom for sending troops to the Water-Blue Planet.

Su Yang had not failed to consider negotiating with the Qingluan Kingdom.

But the premise of negotiation would certainly be him becoming a Divine-grade Beast Tamer, certainly him after he had dealt the Qingluan Kingdom a heavy blow!

Without sufficient strength, he couldn't even get to the negotiating table.

"Just go all-out and develop!" Su Yang said. "Don't worry about the Qingluan Kingdom. If you have an interest in their cities or armies, feel free to go kill—strive to become a Divine Beast as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

Su Yang did not order the Hell Blood Vine Flower to attack the cities of the Qingluan Kingdom.

As the Hell Blood Vine Flower continued to develop, it would sooner or later draw the Qingluan Kingdom's attention.

The Hell Blood Vine Flower's "paraquat" plus "viral-spread" characteristics meant that once the Qingluan Kingdom discovered them, they would absolutely designate it as the primary target for elimination.

"Go!"

"I won't let Master down!"

"Mm!"

Su Yang returned to Black Moon Town in Xiong Cheng. The moment he got back to Black Moon Town, he received a telepathic message from the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly.

The Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly wanted to come out.

Su Yang lay back on the sofa he had brought from the Huaxia Federation and released the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly.

Generally speaking, when Su Yang rested, as long as there was a sofa or a bed, sitting was out of the question—only lying down was the most relaxed and comfortable.

The moment the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly came out, it snuggled up beside him lying down, wrapped its arms around his waist, stared into his eyes, and said nothing.

Even though the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly said nothing, those big, glistening beautiful eyes of hers seemed as if they could speak.

Su Yang could clearly feel that kind of message.

Taking a deep breath, Su Yang felt he was undergoing a test.

The eyes of the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly could shake the will of even an old cadre.

Every part of her was just right.

She could let Su Yang feel her ardent heart, yet never make him feel annoyed.

It was a kind of original affection—simple yet ardent, brimming with anticipation.

One could only say, as expected of a pet beast that had followed Su Yang for many years!

She knew Su Yang's temperament inside and out.

She gauged the measure down to the finest detail.

The Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly's face gradually flushed, and she shyly buried her head into Su Yang's chest.

Unbearable!

Su Yang lay limply on the bed, not daring to look at her again.

"Master, you still haven't given me a name!" the Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly said. "The Hell Blood Vine Flower and the Twin Sons both have names, but I don't."

"Let's call you Xiao Die, then!"

"Xiao Die—that's a pretty nice name. Thank you, Master!"

The Seven-Colored Illusion Butterfly's tone suggested that even if Su Yang had called her Little Pig, she would have said it sounded nice.

Su Yang felt his stomach itch. He reached down to touch it and happened to feel Sister Xiao Die's little hand, along with the unbuttoned shirt buttons.

"Don't move around!"

"Okay!"

"What exactly are you thinking?"

Sister Xiao Die asked, puzzled: "What do you mean, what am I thinking?"