Chapter 556: Reverse Strategy 15

White Marsh Beast's paw slapped the rainbow head, speaking displeased: "They were originally partners who don't distinguish between you and me; there will always be times of sulking, yet you instead protected the short."

"I know, I know! Boss, quickly release my ears!"

0731 was pinched until it howled, the whole beast was lifted up and swayed in the air, struggling.

Although it had grown considerably compared to before, in front of the White Marsh Beast it could still be called a juvenile beast, fundamentally lacking any ability to resist.

After playing for a while, the White Marsh Beast finally set it down, then poked it again with its paw, asking, "You still can't transform into human form now?"

"Cannot."

0731 rubbed its ears and sighed, "Perhaps each time I upgrade and recover memories, I never fully receive them, always short-circuiting."

It pointed at its own head, "I have only recovered half of my memories now, and even that is in fragments; some simply cannot be connected."

"So my power hasn't fully recovered either; I don't even remember what a human form looks like…" 0731 suddenly paused, curiously flopping onto the White Marsh Beast's chest, "Boss! You can transform into human form! Let me see!"

The White Marsh Beast caught it to prevent it from falling, heard the words, thought for a moment, then asked, "You don't even remember what your own human form looks like; what necessary connection does that have with my transformation?"

"We're both white-furred! Maybe they're similar!"

0731 happily imagined, bouncing up and down on it, "Let me take a look!"

The White Marsh Beast recalled past events, then suddenly fell silent.

That's still quite a difference.

It helplessly threw the person off its body, shook its head and limbs to stand up, its smooth long fur shimmering with luster.

White light flashed; in the blink of an eye, the huge divine beast vanished from its spot, replaced by a youth clad in white-feathered long robes.

Golden hair, white pupils, a faint golden beast mark on the forehead, lively and handsome, warm and moist like jade.

"Wow..."

0731 stared dumbfounded, saliva nearly dripping from the corner of its mouth.

"So handsome, boss! Does that mean I'm also that handsome!"

The White Marsh Beast crouched, picked it up, stroked its head and denied, "The transformation of a divine beast is determined by the appearance of its contract master."

"We are completely dissimilar."

"Oh… no wonder you resemble the Main God somewhat."

0731 nodded, half-understanding, then got excited again, "If I'm similar to the Host, I'd also be very handsome!"

A fleeting, hardly noticeable smile flashed in the White Marsh Beast's eyes, without interrupting its daydream.

The Pixiu's aesthetic is extraordinary, and Jin Chen's is no less so.

Even somewhat tasteless.

"Next upgrade, I estimate I'll be able to transform."

He tapped 0731's wing, "Your human form still retains wings."

"That's so cool!"

In 0731's beast eyes shone bright anticipation, as if it could already imagine itself becoming an unparalleled handsome guy in the future!

——

Chenshu is currently very angry.

He had already woken up from a sleep, yet Jin Chen still hadn't returned to the room.

Who exactly is the sulky one! Shouldn't it be me!

After rubbing his slightly hungry stomach, he pouted, got out of bed without shoes, and headed straight to the pavilion in the east courtyard.

But just as he stepped out of the courtyard, he stopped in place, not daring to move forward.

Empty.

Nobody was there.

Jin Chen……

His wrist trembled as he turned around and looked all around, but he didn't see the man's figure.

Pinching the tiger's mouth to calm himself, Chenshu's breathing became rapid, suppressing his chaotic thoughts as he extended his divine sense to search.

Finally, he detected Jin Chen's aura at the hot springs.

His tightly clenched heart instantly relaxed, yet he was also filled with doubt.

In broad daylight, what is Jin Chen doing going to soak in the hot springs?

Chenshu glanced at the sky, then walked inside.

But upon arriving beside the hot spring pool, Chenshu merely stood in the misty haze, silent, just watching Jin Chen soaking inside.

A soaked wine jar lay haphazardly overturned at the pool's edge, while the flower petals in the hot spring swayed with the drifting crimson gauze.

Jin Chen seemed to have drunk a lot of wine; his handsome face showed a faint flush, making him appear even more bewitching and demonic, his wet sheer robe opened to reveal his full chest muscles.

A cold, gloomy feeling spread over his handsome yet dim, pallid face.

Sensing someone entering, Jin Chen abruptly opened his bewildered eyes; seeing Chenshu's somewhat at‑a‑loss expression, his arms stretched out from the water toward him.

"Come here."

Even his voice had become hoarse and low.

A flicker of pity flashed in Chenshu's eyes; he lifted his robe and hurried over, throwing himself into his embrace without hesitation.

Even though his clothes were wet and uncomfortable, even though he himself should still be in the midst of sulking.

Jin Chen tightly embraced the boy in his arms, limp as a wilted plant, speaking in a low hoarse voice, "I wronged you this morning."

As it turned out, he actually knew.

Chenshu hummed and rubbed against his neck, "I thought the Great King hadn't noticed."

Once the wound of grievance is torn open, it's hard to heal; moreover, he truly feels unhappy.

"Is the Great King…… perhaps having some reservations?"

He saw this person with a face full of worries; surely he was again thinking about some messy nonsense.

And there's that Erlang...

Chenshu's eyes narrowed slightly; he really disliked that monster.

But ultimately, being loyal to Jin Chen, there's nothing he can do.

"It's not that I'm unwilling to grant you status, but now the human–monster relations are increasingly like fire and water; I ultimately must return to the Yaogong to oversee the overall situation."

"I'm afraid that if you go to the Yaogong, you'll be bullied."

Even if I protect him as best I can, if Chenshu's human identity leaks out, there will inevitably be monsters looking for an opening to kill.

Although he is the Yao King, he cannot guarantee that in a gathering of monsters he can protect Chenshu unharmed.

"I don't want to leave the Great King… You could, like here, set up a barrier to protect me, okay?"

Chenshu's eyes glistened with tears, shoulders slightly trembling, face flushed crimson: "No one else has treated me this well; I don't want to leave you..."

"Why are you crying?"

Jin Chen wiped the tear from his eye, voice gentle: "But you can't leave the barrier; what's the difference from being here? It's too unfair to you."

"I don't want fairness..."

Chenshu sobbed, shaking his head, panicked and uneasy, wrapping his arms around the neck and kissing Jin Chen's lips affectionately: "I don't want fairness; I just want you."

He obviously had fallen into some obsessive emotion, his eyes dark and deep, his breathing hastening.

Jin Chen was startled by him like this, lightly kissing to soothe, his voice gentle beyond words.

"Shu'er, be good, listen to me; I'm not intending to separate from you, just thinking of first placing you in a safe spot, waiting for the monster clan to stabilize..."

He hadn't finished speaking when Chenshu actively leaned in and interrupted with a kiss.

"Don't abandon me, okay? I'm not afraid, as long as I can be with you."

Chenshu's pupils were misty with water vapor, pleadingly adorable; Jin Chen's throat tightened, his voice growing hoarser.

The decision he had made after so long ultimately still wavered.