The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 468 - 349: Peeping on Bathing (Part 2)

He exaggeratedly circled around the few potion cauldrons, purposefully moving closer to Luna Sutton and, with a glance from his charming eyes, spotted The Golden Silkworm King.

Soren Phoenix raised an eyebrow with a dangerous air, "Wow, where did this golden-feathered chicken come from? Quite good-looking too."

He wore a smile, but there wasn’t a trace of warmth in his eyes.

The Golden Silkworm King’s face turned dark, his hair standing on end, "You’re the chicken! Your whole family are chickens, flamboyant turkeys at that. I’m a holy object, a holy object, understand?"

Soren, hearing the words "flamboyant turkey," twitched at the corner of his mouth and deliberately hid behind Luna Sutton, "Luna, this golden feathered chicken is so aggressive～"

"You..."

The Golden Silkworm King was so angry his fingertips trembled, a thread of golden silk flickered, ready to strike out.

"Enough!"

Luna Sutton pressed her temples in frustration, "Why are you still fighting? Are we going to make the epidemic cure or not?"

She turned to The Golden Silkworm King, softening her tone, "Goldie, the potion is nearly ready, what’s the next step?"

The Golden Silkworm King glared fiercely at Soren Phoenix, barely suppressing his anger, "Let the potion boil three times, mix in my ’Holy Water’ thoroughly, cool it to a warm temperature, and then it’s ready to drink."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, his golden eyes flickering as he pointed at Corbin Crowley, "Earlier, he was sneaky and only dropped a few drops in, so stingy. Add some more; the effect will be better."

"Swish!"

Swoosh! Several gazes instantly turned towards Corbin Crowley, with enigmatic expressions.

Corbin Crowley looked dangerously at The Golden Silkworm King, cold energy surging around him, "Are you seeking death?"

"Oh my, upset because you were exposed?"

The Golden Silkworm King scooted closer to Luna Sutton, looking innocent, "Luna, look at him, unwilling to shed a bit of blood for the tribe’s sake～"

"You..."

Corbin Crowley’s knuckles cracked.

"Alright."

Luna Sutton quickly stepped between them, fearing they’d start fighting again, "Corbin’s blood does indeed have special effects, but it’s like a drop in the ocean. Goldie, you just spit more saliva."

She could tell; The Golden Silkworm King held grudges, always seizing opportunities to trip up Corbin.

The Golden Silkworm King pouted reluctantly, spitting several more times into the cauldron, muttering, "My saliva is also very precious, okay..."

Soren Phoenix pinched his nose as he leaned closer to the cauldron, peering at the boiling black potion, his nose wrinkling in disgust, "Can this stuff really be drunk? Won’t it just poison someone directly?"

The Old Shaman also nervously moved closer, his muddy old eyes fixed on the cauldron, "Master Golden Silkworm King, won’t the potion be too strong? Should we add more licorice to balance it?"

The Golden Silkworm King had yet to speak.

Soren Phoenix looked at The Golden Silkworm King in disbelief, his voice rising several pitches, "What did you say? He’s The Golden Silkworm King? The fat worm that Luna raises in a space, only eating mulberry leaves and spinning silk all day?"

The Golden Silkworm King’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, gnashing his teeth, "I’ll say it again, I’m not a worm, I’m a holy object."

Soren Phoenix exaggeratedly took two steps back, clutching his chest as if scared, "Oh my god, Luna, you actually keep such a shape-shifting creature by your side? Doesn’t he peek at you bathing every day?"

This remark was like a bomb, instantly igniting the already tense atmosphere in the courtyard.

"Boom."

Corbin Crowley’s cold aura exploded around him, his silver eyes flashing dangerously, like sharp swords aimed at The Golden Silkworm King.

If looks could kill, The Golden Silkworm King would probably be riddled with holes by now.

Rhys Blackwood’s eyes narrowed to slits, his aura of malice almost tangible.

Mael Valerius’s medicine bowl cracked in his hand, his dark golden eyes narrowing dangerously.

Several terrifying auras simultaneously targeted The Golden Silkworm King, and the air seemed to freeze.

The Golden Silkworm King shivered in fright, his golden hair standing on end, quickly waving his hands in explanation, "No, absolutely not, I swear, I’ve never peeked at Luna bathing."

Even if he had, he wouldn’t admit it; that’d be a death sentence.

To avoid a wrongful death, he quickly explained, "Most of the time, I’m asleep or meditating. Even when I’m awake, I’m eating mulberry leaves or spinning silk, or facing away from her, too distracted to watch her bathe."

Even Luna, he dared not call her ’Luna’ now, fearing his head might be separated from his body at any moment.

Luna Sutton held her forehead, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.

What a mess.

She quickly changed the subject, "The potion is almost done, let’s test the effects first."

Saying this, she took a wooden spoon and stirred the potion in the cauldron, the dark brown liquid bubbling with a pungent smell.

The Old Shaman nervously moved closer, "This...this smell is too strong, can patients even drink it?"

The Golden Silkworm King seized the opportunity for a reprieve, quickly chiming in, "Good medicine tastes bitter; the worse it tastes, the better the effect."

He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, sneaking a glance at the still menacing beast husbands, his heart pounding.

If he knew this would happen, he wouldn’t have changed form. Now, they’re all staring him down, and life’s going to be tough from now on...

But Soren Phoenix was relentless, his charming eyes narrowing dangerously, "Little Gold Worm, you’d better be telling the truth. If our Clan Leader finds out you peeked at Luna..."

He made a throat-slashing gesture, smiling in a spine-chilling way.

The Golden Silkworm King swallowed hard, feigning calm, "I conduct myself righteously and would never do such a vile thing."

In fact, he had peeked, more than once indeed.

Otherwise, he would never have entertained the thought of becoming the eighth beast husband.

Corbin Crowley coldly snorted, the chill in his silver eyes undiminished, "You’d better be."

Rhys Blackwood moved directly to Luna Sutton’s side, possessively wrapping her waist, his icy gaze fixed on The Golden Silkworm King, "Luna, since he can change form, it’s naturally inappropriate for him to enter the space again."

Luna Sutton naturally knew that since The Golden Silkworm King could change form, entering the space again would indeed be inappropriate.

It could no longer be kept as a pet either.

"I know."

She nodded slightly, agreeing quite readily.

The Golden Silkworm King’s eyes dimmed, increasingly regretting changing form, but he said nothing.

Mael Valerius timely spoke, "The potion is finished simmering, let’s find someone to test it."

Despite his madness, flaring up now and then, he was the calmest and most rational.