The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast

This time Little Taotie learned his lesson, and the barrier didn’t trouble her.

The surroundings returned to calm, and Mysterious Lady and Qing Luan thought that the Great Being had left or had shielded the domain.

Mysterious Lady lowered her voice: ”Let’s get out of here quickly.”

The domain of this Great Being was so strong that she couldn’t probe it at all.

Qing Luan shivered, and the feathers on her body kept falling, almost going bald.

Little Taotie sat down right there, using the barrier as if it was a TV screen. She stared at Mysterious Lady pretending to be the War God, her little face very serious.

She saw Mysterious Lady turn Qing Luan into the weapon in the War God’s hand, leaving no flaws.

Little Taotie puffed up her face and muttered, ”Pretending to be the War God must mean they’re up to no good. The one with Qing Luan is surely Mysterious Lady, hmph, they’re bad people!”

No matter how great the Mysterious Lady of the Ninth Heaven was in legends, at this moment in Little Taotie’s heart, she was already labeled a bad person, indeed a bad person.

The barrier rippled, and the scene changed. Mysterious Lady appeared in a sea of flowers, guided by the sword that Qing Luan had turned into.

Little Taotie rested her chin on her hand, thinking the scene looked familiar. It seemed like the place where Little Beast Bai Bai changed into a pretty young lady. Sure enough, in the flower sea, a little girl in a Glazed Skirt was picking flowers, with a pin made of green feathers on her chest.

Little Taotie admired the beauty of the little girl in the Glazed Skirt, softly saying, ”I look like her, but... I don’t seem as beautiful as she is.”

Little Taotie stood up, spun around in place, pinched her ”life buoy” on her belly, pinched the chubby cheeks, and sighed, her little voice full of melancholy, ”I’m too fat...”

”War God?” The little girl in the Glazed Skirt looked toward the sword-bearer coming from a distance, cupped her hands by her mouth like a megaphone, and shouted loudly, ”War God, War God, I’m here!”

The Mysterious Lady pretending to be the War God stood still, staring suspiciously at the sword in her hand.

Qing Luan immediately transmitted, ”Master, she really turned into a girl’s appearance earlier, I swear I’m not lying!”

”War God” nodded slightly without speaking, seemingly responding to the little girl in the Glazed Skirt in the distance, or perhaps responding to the sword in her hand.

Little Taotie clenched her small fists like an overly engrossed audience, extremely excited, ”Don’t believe her! She’s fake! She’s not the War God! Open your eyes wide and look carefully, she’s not the War God, she’s a bad person!”

Unfortunately, her voice was isolated and couldn’t reach the other side.

The little girl in the Glazed Skirt, seeing the War God standing still, could only put down her flower basket and run toward the War God. But the human shoes were cumbersome, making her run slow, so she tried to change back to Little Beast Bai Bai’s form for happy, free, four-legged running.

In her run, she didn’t turn into Little Beast Bai Bai, but her form gradually elongated, her limbs becoming slender.

Having previously fallen from flowers, this time there were no petals to cover her. She transformed a longer Glazed Skirt for herself, the glazed light shimmering, highlighting her snow-white skin.

”War God” saw this scene, her pupils slightly contracted, a chill spreading in her eyes before quickly retracting and hiding away.

Qing Luan transmitted, ”Master, see, she turned into a Fox Spirit! I wasn’t lying to you, was I?”

Mysterious Lady transmitted, ”Indeed.”

It’s unclear whether she was acknowledging that Qing Luan indeed hadn’t lied to her or acknowledging that she indeed was a Fox Spirit.