Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1354 - 1404 Worm King

Na Yi helped Li Yifei stand up. The two turned around and saw something like a silk cocoon resting on the smooth jade stone. It was about the size of an ordinary silkworm cocoon, but its color was different—ordinary cocoons are usually milky white, while this one was a kaleidoscope of colors, like it had been artificially dyed. The colors were vibrant and similar to the colors of Xiaowu’s wings from before, with similar patterns too.

"Be careful!" Li Yifei saw Na Yi extend her hand to grab the cocoon that Xiaowu had transformed into and quickly warned her. But Na Yi just turned back, shook her head slightly, and her hand had already touched the cocoon.

The jade stone did not reveal any runes again. Na Yi’s small hand grasped the cocoon and lifted it up. As she picked it up, the entire block of jade, which seemed quite valuable, unexpectedly crumbled instantly, its dark green color turning to gray-white, shattering into pieces and falling to the ground.

It finally turned into a pile of white ash, with no piece left intact.

And those luminous runes had completely vanished.

Li Yifei watched the scene before him with some astonishment. Na Yi, on the other hand, was very calm, holding the cocoon in her hands solemnly and with exceptional care, suddenly chanting a rapid string of syllables.

As the syllables were spoken, the cocoon also pulsated, evidently indicating that Xiaowu inside was still alive.

Li Yifei had seen moths emerge from cocoons before, but had never seen a moth spin silk to become a cocoon again, because that doesn’t align with the biological state of such creatures. In biological metamorphosis, which includes butterflies, from the birth of the egg larva, to the larval stage as a silkworm, then spinning silk to form a cocoon, wrap themselves, and finally emerge as a butterfly, this is the natural biological progression.

But for a butterfly to turn back into a cocoon is somewhat magical, completely defying the laws of nature.

However, Na Yi seemed to think it was normal. Carefully supporting the cocoon with both hands, she spoke to it, and received responses from the cocoon. A look of happiness soon appeared on Na Yi’s little face, showing her immense joy. She raised her face, beaming at Li Yifei, and said, "Thank you, Yifei!"

Li Yifei felt it was all worth it and slightly shook his head, saying, "It’s nothing, let’s go; it’s getting late, we should head back!"

Na Yi carefully packed the cocoon into a beautifully crafted cloth pouch slung over her side, took Li Yifei’s arm, and walked with him happily.

The journey was free of danger. In the realm of the White Miao, worms were very rare, and those that did exist were not incredibly toxic, making it safe to travel here. Upon returning to the Miao Village and seeing Bunong, Na Yi excitedly ran up to him with the cocoon in her hands, babbling something and talking to him.

Uncle Bunong initially wanted to ask where the two had gone, but upon seeing the cocoon and listening to Na Yi’s words, his eyes slowly widened, becoming dazed. Finally, he exclaimed, received the cocoon with trembling hands, and unexpectedly knelt on the ground with a thud, chanting loudly.

Li Yifei discreetly moved aside because Uncle Bunong was kneeling in his direction, and Li Yifei didn’t want to be thought of as taking advantage. He was also puzzled by Uncle Bunong’s reaction.

The old man was excited for a while, then carefully returned the cocoon to Na Yi, wiped away the tears on his face, but couldn’t stop his excitement.

Li Yifei was concerned that the old man’s excitement might affect his heart, so he spoke up, "Uncle Bunong, what’s going on? Is the cocoon special?"

Upon hearing this, Bunong clapped his hands and said, "Haha, Yifei, you really are a blessed person. Since you appeared in our village, good things have been happening nonstop. Do you know what this cocoon is?" freewebnøvel.coɱ

Li Yifei, of course, shook his head and listened to Bunong say, "This is the Worm King, hahaha, it’s been so many years; I haven’t seen a Worm King. The last time I saw one was when I was not even ten years old, and I saw it from my grandfather. All these years, although we’ve been breeding insects, we haven’t seen another Worm King!"

The Worm King? Li Yifei had learned a bit about this these days. The Worm King is the highest level among the worms of the Miao people and is the hardest to breed. To give a comparison, with worms, it seems especially the Outer Worm is the hardest to cultivate. A worm from its initial egg form has to go through countless life-and-death struggles and battles to finally become a real worm, and becoming a worm is just the first step. There are still countless battles after that to gradually ascend. The ones he encountered in the Black Miao forest were of relatively high level, but still some distance from becoming a Worm King. This illustrates the strict level hierarchy among worms, where the higher level ones can eat the lower-level worms at will, and even same-level encounters involve constant fighting.

Na Yi recounted the events to Bunong, but the old man didn’t rush to express his feelings and instead looked at Li Yifei to ask if he was alright.

This made Li Yifei feel very comfortable. He shook his head and said, "It’s nothing, just my hand feels a little uncomfortable, but it’ll be fine after some rest."

Uncle Bunong nodded and then sighed, "That’s good. Thanks to you this time. The Worm King was at its last, most crucial step. If that black beetle had successfully sneaked in, it would have become the Worm King. Fortunately, you blocked the black beetle, allowing the butterfly to successfully cocoon."

Understanding the intricacies, Li Yifei suddenly realized and said, "So that’s how it is. No wonder that black beetle charged as if its life depended on it. Luckily, it was blocked."

"Exactly, it was fortunate you were there. No one else could have stopped that black beetle. According to Na Yi’s description, the black beetle was also at the final step of becoming the Worm King; it only needed to consume the small butterfly and lie on the jade stone for a moment to become the Worm King. The black beetle differs from other worms; its poison isn’t strong, but its strength lies in its body and speed. So even if we were there, we couldn’t stop it."

Li Yifei understood, raised an eyebrow, and joyously said, "It was lucky indeed. Today Na Yi happened to lead me there; otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to help. By the way, Uncle Bunong, I want to say, that black beetle, I encountered it before, only at that time it didn’t attack me. When I went to save you in the Black Miao Forest, I felt its presence!"

Uncle Bunong heard this connection, paused, and sighed, "Your Huaxia Tribe has a saying, ’A cup of water, a peck of grain, all predestined.’ It seems this Worm King is fated to be with you, so I’ve decided to gift the Worm King to you!"

Li Yifei shook his head and said, "I can’t accept it. I wouldn’t use it anyway. Besides, this Worm King and Na Yi are friends, have been companions for many years. It’s better to give the butterfly to Na Yi!"

"No greed, no fight, haha, truly worthy of being my son-in-law. Fine, whether it’s for you or Na Yi, it’s the same. Besides, this Worm King hasn’t finally broken out of its cocoon. In essence, it’s not yet a Worm King. Only when it emerges, can it truly become the Worm King! Hahaha, my White Miao Village finally has a Worm King. It’s truly satisfying."

Na Yi didn’t quite understand their words. Holding the cocoon, her eyes sparkling, she watched Li Yifei. After her father translated the conversation, Na Yi’s eyes shone brighter, with moist eyes, feeling touched. Li Yifei giving her the Worm King made her feel greatly valued.

In ancient times, the Miao People reared worms, and during marriage, the groom would give worms as betrothal gifts. The better the worm, the more the groom valued the bride. Aside from the original legends, later no one was heard of gifting a Worm King to the bride. Li Yifei with a wave of his hand directly gave her the Worm King, making Na Yi feel surrounded by happiness, completely enchanted. Her gaze at Li Yifei was increasingly tender, and now no matter if the whole tribe opposed, she would be unwaveringly with Li Yifei.

Coming before Li Yifei, Na Yi hummed softly, swaying gracefully. Li Yifei squinted his eyes to admire the dance, and when Na Yi finished, she tiptoed to plant a kiss on his lips. Beside them, Uncle Bunong laughed heartily and strode out, leaving space for them.

This... Li Yifei touched his moist lips, chuckled, and watched Na Yi dancing joyously, feeling that the earlier battle was worth it.

Tomorrow is the Day of the Worm Fight, and the entire Miao Village’s atmosphere is different. Li Yifei learned from Uncle Bunong that the bamboo forest he previously visited with Na Yi was actually part of the Holy Land, exclusive to the Holy Land for producing a Worm King. That jade stone platform Uncle Bunong hadn’t seen before, yet said it might be the last Worm Stone in Miao Village.

It seems it confirms the saying, all things in heaven and earth possess spirituality and can be cultivated. A butterfly, after decades of cultivation, ultimately transformed into the Worm King; as for the Worm King’s abilities... each one is different. Uncle Bunong doesn’t know what capabilities this Xiaowu has, and only after Xiaowu breaks out of the cocoon can its abilities be revealed.

But this emergence time is uncertain. Uncle Bunong specifically checked some records and reported back to Li Yifei and Na Yi that some Worm Kings take decades to form, some may advance to Worm King the next day. Thus the answer is, he doesn’t know. Only when the Worm King becomes the Worm King, Xiaowu will naturally emerge.

Regardless, acquiring a Worm King made everyone quite happy, even lightening the atmosphere of tomorrow’s big battle significantly.

Na Yi placed the Worm King in an exquisite wooden box, which originally housed her Passion Worm, now used for Xiaowu. Before placing it in, Na Yi communicated with Xiaowu a bit. Xiaowu seemed to understand, or perhaps it was just a natural reaction, anyway, Li Yifei saw the cocoon tremble slightly before Na Yi placed it inside.

At this moment, Na Yi was giving him a massage, from chest to hands, even removing Li Yifei’s upper garment, insisting on checking his injuries. Her hands were slightly cold, not too light or heavy, pressing comfortably, and Li Yifei let her continue.

Closing his eyes on the bed, he comfortably hummed softly.

Seeing him comfortable, Na Yi exerted more effort in massaging, happy to serve her beloved.

Occasionally passing by the bamboo building, Uncle Bunong heard his daughter’s bell-like laughter inside, smiled back, plodded on with hands behind his back, and hummed an unknown mountain song, strolling away.

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