The goofy junior sister is the most eccentric person in the entire cultivation world.

Chapter 165 The Primordial Divine Beast, the Eight-Clawed Fire Dragon

"Why did Ruge go straight downstairs and even run to the backyard?"

"Did she discover some treasure?"

As Qinghe Daoist savored the dishes and drank his wine, he quickly sent a divine thought to follow Shen Rugo after she left, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

Then, he saw the five large wolfhounds inexplicably kneel down to Shen Rugo with extremely respectful attitude.

This made Qinghe Daoist even more puzzled.

"What is this little devil up to now?"

Then, Shen Rugo quickly jumped down into a hole. The moment Shen Rugo entered the hole, Qinghe Daoist's divine sense could no longer detect her.

"Is there another world beneath that cave entrance, and is there a barrier set up to block divine senses?"

Qinghe Daoist was even more surprised.

Just then, Wu Xuemei from the next table stood up and walked straight out.

"Is Wu Xuemei trying to stalk that child, Ruge?"

"No matter what kind of top-grade water spiritual root you have, no matter if you are a disciple of the Qingyuan Sect Master, if you dare to touch my precious Ruge, I will definitely take your life."

Qinghe Daoren sneered inwardly.

Since he couldn't see Shen Rugo with his divine sense, he stared at Wu Xuemei.

This stare surprised him even more.

Wu Xuemei quickly followed the path Shen Rugo had taken, walked out of the third floor, went downstairs, and then went to the backyard.

"How could Wu Xuemei know the path Ruge has taken?"

"Oh no, it must be Wu Yuanshan who used tracking techniques."

Qinghe Daoren now not only suspects Wu Yuanshan and his daughter, but also despises them.

At this moment, he finally understood Shen Rugo's worries.

It turned out that Shen Rugo had already sensed that the father and daughter had come with ill intentions, and that they were after Xiao Changkong, Lu Haoran, and the other three disciples personally taught by the sect leader.

"How did they know about Xiao Changkong and his friends?"

"Or have they discovered the secrets of the Star Palace? Are they plotting against our Star Palace?"

The Taoist priest of Qinghe became increasingly frightened.

"Dragon? Your Highness, what are you thinking about?"

Upon seeing the spirit beast, Shen Rugo covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise, while Zhao Cai made a sarcastic remark.

"If this isn't a dragon, then what is it?!"

"This is certainly not a dragon, but an eight-clawed fire dragon."

"This is actually an eight-clawed fire dragon, a legendary ferocious beast from the primordial era?"

"This is not a genuine eight-clawed fire dragon. If it were a genuine eight-clawed fire dragon, the cultivators here would not be able to catch it at all."

This is merely a variant of the Eight-Clawed Fire Dragon, possessing only five percent of its bloodline.

"Only five percent of the bloodline? That's far too little!"

"Your Highness, now is not the time to discuss this. We should finish this quickly and leave as soon as possible to avoid being discovered."

"A quick and decisive battle? Do you really intend to swallow it whole?"

Shen Rugo looked at the eight-clawed fire dragon in the cage made of black iron with anticipation.

It was clear that the spirit beast was severely injured and on the verge of death.

Even so, its aura was still sealed by powerful magic, clearly to prevent it from escaping.

It's obvious that this ferocious beast was captured by Wangji Hotel to be used as food and served on their dining table.

Of course, this eight-clawed fire dragon being served on the table is definitely not something that can be obtained for ten or twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Even one-tenth of that would cost 500,000 low-grade spirit stones.

Level 5 spirit beasts are very beneficial to cultivators, especially those with fire attributes.

"Your Highness, you'll know once you put me in the iron cage."

As Zhao Cai spoke, drool dripped from the corner of his mouth.

This kid is drooling! Is it that greedy?

Shen Rugo found it very amusing.

However, after looking at the eight-clawed fire dragon, I was still a little worried.

"Zhao Cai, this eight-clawed fire dragon's saliva could drown you. Do you really want me to put you in its iron cage?"

"Your Highness, stop arguing and just let me in quickly, lest something unexpected happens."

Zhao Cai urged him on repeatedly.

"Alright, Zhao Cai, but you'd better be quick-witted. If things go wrong, make me pull you out immediately."

Shen Rugo looked at Zhao Cai's tiny body, which was barely bigger than her thumb, and then at the enormous eight-clawed fire dragon. It was like an ant compared to an elephant—the difference was too great.

This eight-clawed fire dragon is as thick as a water bucket, twenty meters long, and weighs at least five thousand jin (2,500 kg) if not ten thousand.

Shen Rugo carefully slipped the fortune into the iron cage through the gap.

As Zhao Cai entered the iron cage, Shen Rugo was surprised to see that the previously dozing octopus fire dragon suddenly opened its huge, bell-like eyes, radiating a terrifying light.

Could it be that this eight-clawed fire dragon is really afraid of bringing wealth to my house?

Before the thought could even form, the eight-clawed fire dragon struggled desperately, its mouth agape as it roared. However, due to being sealed, it couldn't utter a sound.

Zhaocai opened its mouth and tried to swallow the enormous eight-clawed fire dragon.

Visibly, the mouth of the Wealth-Bringing creature suddenly grew larger, resembling an endless maw.

In an instant, the enormous eight-clawed fire dragon was swallowed up and disappeared.

"Haha, it tastes so delicious! Your Highness, mission accomplished, take me away now."

Before Shen Rugo could react, she heard a loud shout of "Lucky Charm!" coming from her mind.

"Zhao Cai, you really swallowed that big guy?"

Shen Rugo hurriedly pulled Zhaocai out of the iron cage, turned it over in her palm, and examined its belly.

"Your Highness, men and women should not touch each other. You mustn't do this!"

"You little rascal, you think I'm afraid to look at you? You're so tiny, not even as big as a pinhead, what's there to see?"

Shen Rugo glanced at Zhao Cai's lower body, pursed her lips, and rubbed her fingers on Zhao Cai's belly.

"Your Highness, how dare you look down on me!"

Hehehe, hahaha, Your Highness, stop rubbing me, I, I…

Zhao Cai protested, then burst into laughter.

It is most afraid of people rubbing its belly.

"Is that big thing really inside your little belly?"

Shen Rugo didn't sense anything special about Zhao Cai's belly, and then looked at the empty iron cage.

"Of course it's in my belly, Your Highness. Let's go quickly."

"Don't rush to leave, Zhao Cai. Let's set a trap and let that vixen Wu Xuemei fall into it and take the blame for us."

Shen Rugo suddenly had an idea and said.

"Your Highness, I don't understand what you mean."

"Didn't you just say that someone had placed a tracking aura on me? It must have been done by that vixen Wu Xuemei and her father, who wanted to harm me."

I said I was going to wash my hands and relieve myself, but I ran down from the third floor. Do you think that might attract the attention of that witch and her father? What if they secretly follow me based on my scent?

"That seems quite possible. However, if it's that old guy who comes, we're in big trouble."

"That old guy definitely won't come; it'll be that little vixen who comes. He's too shameless to follow a little girl like me."

"Your Highness is right, that must be it. I wonder how Your Highness plans to harm that witch?"

"Just wait and see."

Shen Rugo gave a mysterious smile, then found a secluded spot to hide.