leonardwarren Chapter 1682 A Wish Was Made; This is the Number One Fox Pond in the Heavenly Realm.
Chapter 1682 A Wish Was Made; This is the Number One Fox Pond in the Heavenly Realm.
Qiu'er had originally planned to take advantage of these last few days of vacation to quickly prepare the things she would need when she returned to the God Realm.
The most important thing is snacks.
But in the long life of a deity, no matter how much is prepared, there will come a day when it runs out of food and supplies.
Qiu'er was initially filled with some emotion and sadness, but then, suddenly, Ye Nanxiao arrived with a pleasant surprise.
"That's good. From now on, I'll just call you down to get whatever I want to eat!"
Qiu'er no longer needed to pack, since carrying a whole bunch of storage rings would make her look like a landlady.
"Xiao Ye, Xiao Ye, I want to eat barbecue! I haven't had it in so long!"
Ye Nanxiao reached out and hugged the silly roe deer that pounced on him, and then gently rubbed her little head.
"Okay, okay, we'll eat it later, we'll have two portions."
"I also want chocolate melon flavored ice cream!"
"I'll dig one for you later."
"I want some too, may I, sir!"
A slightly playful voice rang out, making Ye Nanxiao turn around.
Feng Shiyi and Ju Zi walked in side by side, carrying a large, extra-thick and long pastry gift box.
"Old Dong Ji's mung bean cakes, didn't Qiu'er say she liked them before?"
Wow! Oranges are so good!
Qiu'er immediately released Ye Nanxiao and pounced on the orange like a happy, silly roe deer.
Feng Shiyi looked at Ye Nanxiao, a slight smile playing on her lips. "I want pork chops with iced fruit sauce, and a bottle of Xihai rice wine as well."
Ye Nanxiao was delighted. He hovered in place, making a hand seal in front of his chest.
"Come on, make a wish. This is the number one fox pool in the world."
Upon hearing this, Ju Zi and Feng Shiyi exchanged a glance, and the former smiled and walked over to give Ye Nanxiao a whack.
"Go away! Do you think you're some kind of turtle in a wishing well?"
"A turtle can't grant wishes like a fox spirit! Don't compare a turtle to me!"
"I am a fox spirit!"
Orange grabbed Ye Nanxiao's left arm and pulled him toward the private room.
"Alright, alright, my fox spirit, I'm hungry. Hurry up and eat, then go to sleep."
Ye Nanxiao always liked to lie down after eating his fill, and then slowly drift off to sleep.
I found a kitchen, showed off my grilling skills with a piece of meat, and made a few side dishes. That was it.
As the last dish was served, a small opening suddenly appeared in the space next to Ye Nanxiao.
The dimensional spirit leaped out, carrying a large wine jug.
He placed the wine pot on the table, his resentful gaze immediately locking onto Ye Nanxiao.
"No! Old Deng! I am the spirit of a plane! You have the strongest backer and support in the Douluo world! You asked me to go to the West Sea to fetch wine!"
"Want a drink? It's pretty good."
Ye Nanxiao opened the wine pot as expected, poured a cup of wine, and placed it in front of Feng Shiyi.
Feng Shiyi snorted twice, her cold and sharp features melting like ice, revealing a bright smile.
The dimensional spirit glanced at the clear wine, patted its belly. It wasn't that it couldn't eat; there were many ways to extract energy.
Without waiting for the spirit of the plane to answer, Ye Nanxiao took a small bowl, filled it, and placed it in front of the spirit of the plane.
"You're a big kid now, you need to learn to drink on your own. Go cook me a couple more dishes later."
The Spirit of the Planes immediately adopted a speechless, pursed-lip expression.
Although it hasn't been around for long, it's not stupid, old Deng.
"Do you think I'm stupid, Lao Deng? By the way, there are signs of energy gathering up there. What big job have you been up to this time?" "Up there?"
Ye Nanxiao put down the wine pot and thought for a moment, "Does the God Realm have any major plans recently?"
Could it be that the God of Destruction got too emotional and cleaved the Asura Palace in two?
That shouldn't be possible; Xiao Wu is still alive.
Although he only shares a divine position and calls himself the Asura Sword Sheath, he is still a genuine first-level peak deity, and the God of Destruction would not dare to confront him head-on.
None of the others could fight the God of Destruction.
"It's alright, it won't cause any waves. Come on, let's have a drink!"
After a satisfying meal, Ye Nanxiao hummed a tune as he returned to his office, turned on the air conditioner, pulled down the sunshade, lay down in his office chair, and folded up the blanket to cover his stomach.
"Excuse me, beautiful lady, could you please close the door for me? Thank you!"
Ye Nanxiao put on an eye mask and lay down comfortably.
The door was closed, but the next moment there was a "click" sound of it being locked.
Ye Nanxiao suddenly pushed off his blindfold to look.
Qiu'er walked over with a shy expression.
"No way! Sis! Don't you know it's halftime?!"
"Hehe! No way! Every second counts!"
Qiu'er grabbed the small blanket and covered Ye Nanxiao's head with it.
That night.
Ye Nanxiao, wrapped in a small blanket, nestled in the boss's chair with his eyes closed, seemingly asleep, but in reality, his soul had left his body.
"Xiao Deng, Xiao Deng, let's set up a spatial anchor point here in Aodu as well."
The spirit of the plane obeyed, waving its small hand and controlling the spatial power to begin converging at the fixed spatial anchor point.
Ye Nanxiao activated his Insightful Golden Eyes, carefully observing the direction of the surrounding space.
After placing the fixed spatial anchor point, Ye Nanxiao used his finger as a pen and slowly recited these strange syllables. Soul magic surged and condensed into ancient yet blurry runes.
The spirit of the plane came over and looked at it several times, but every time it tried to remember the runes that Ye Nanxiao had described, it suddenly felt that its mind was blank.
"Old Deng, Old Deng, how come I can't remember your glowing characters?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Nanxiao found it somewhat amusing, and he lightly tapped the spirit of the plane with his finger.
"This is magic, a high-level mystery from another world. If you could understand it directly, wouldn't that be incredible?"
"Tsk, teach me quickly! In the future, if I see any extraterrestrial demon I don't like, I'll just build a magical cannon and blast it away!"
The Dimensional Spirit swung its little fists twice, trying to squeeze out a fierce look on its chubby, adorable face.
"You brat, you don't even have the necessary hardware and software, yet you're trying to build a magic cannon? You don't even have a sea of consciousness!"
Ye Nanxiao stopped abruptly halfway through his speech, and the runes that had been forming at his fingertips slowly dissipated as he interrupted his thought.
The spirit of the plane was already used to Ye Nanxiao's honeyed words, but it was also taken aback when it saw Ye Nanxiao fall into deep thought halfway through his speech.
The next moment, its tiny eyes snapped open, transforming from green beans into large, bright eyes.
It was quite familiar with Ye Nanxiao, after all, in a sense, this fox was its father.
The fact that this guy fell silent meant that he was thinking, and suddenly, that meant he had really thought of a way to approach the matter!
"You really can do it, Old Deng! Teach me!"
"I am your child!"
"Blood is thicker than water!"
Ye Nanxiao was jolted out of his thoughts by the sudden roar from the dimensional spirit, and immediately gave the dimensional spirit two sharp raps on the head in anger.
"Adopted!"
"Then I'll go cry to my mother!"
"Hey! Come back!" (End of Chapter)