“Why should I treat you?” The holy terror stared at her with a puzzled expression, his guard instantly heightened. This chubby girl had boarded the ghost ship without a sound—she was formidable!
The girl was young, with a graceful and slender figure, her curves alluring beneath her fluttering black dress. Her jet-black hair danced in the wind, her forehead radiant with an almost ethereal glow. Delicate arched brows framed lively eyes, and her slightly pointed chin gave her the appearance of a moonlit sprite—so breathtakingly beautiful that she seemed otherworldly. Any other beauty would pale in comparison, as if a true celestial maiden had descended to the mortal realm.
“You’re so stingy! Meeting like this is fate—is it too much to ask for a drink? I’ve already asked so nicely, can’t you be a little more hospitable?” Despite her exquisite, almost unreal beauty, the girl seemed utterly shameless, brushing off his refusal with ease. As she spoke, she glided forward, her black dress swirling around her snow-white, crystalline skin, making her look like a blooming snow lotus.
Her beauty was transcendent, as if untouched by mortal concerns, yet her figure was undeniably alluring—a mesmerizing blend of fairy and enchantress. Her aura was unique: holy and lively when she smiled, yet irresistibly seductive with every step, as if she had stepped straight out of myth.
“If fate brought us together, why don’t you treat me to something instead?” The holy terror rolled up his sleeves and stashed the jade table behind him, signaling for her to offer him food and drink. In his mind, this was precious medicine refined from pure-blooded creatures, and the Monkey Wine was second only to divine elixirs—why should he share it with some random chubby girl?
The girl pressed a hand to her radiant forehead. “You’re hopeless.” With a wave, shimmering light rained down, and a delicate pouch appeared in her slender hand—clearly crafted from the hide of a fierce beast. She loosened the golden drawstring, and a pile of delicacies and a jar of fine wine tumbled out.
“Hey, a Qiankun Bag! And yours seems to be made from real beast hide—better than mine.” The holy terror ignored the food, his eyes locked onto the dazzling pouch.
“Exactly why I didn’t steal yours,” she replied, her sparkling eyes slanting toward him with amusement.
“You wanted to rob me?!” His eyes widened, and he hastily clutched his own Qiankun Bag, which held many treasures he couldn’t afford to lose. At the same time, he felt a strange kinship—he’d nearly tried to snatch hers too. They were cut from the same cloth.
Of course, the main reason was that he found this chubby girl dangerous. She had boarded the ghost ship so effortlessly, making him uneasy. For the first time, he couldn’t read someone, and his wariness soared.
“Thinking of stealing from me?” the black-clad girl teased, her curvaceous form trembling slightly as her snow-white skin gleamed under the hazy moonlight—was she holy or bewitching?
“Nonsense! When did I ever say that?” His eyes darted repeatedly toward her Qiankun Bag, filled with reluctance.
“Behave, or I’ll rob you blind!” She grinned, her pearly teeth gleaming. Despite her radiant beauty, there was a hint of devilish charm in her threat.
The holy terror’s eyes flashed. “Is that a challenge? Don’t blame me if I take you up on it!” With an excited roar, his ten heavenly caves merged into a dazzling divine ring, pressing down on her. At such close range, he was sure she couldn’t dodge.
Yet, her entire body dissolved into a shower of light, scattering like a gentle breeze across the night sky, accompanied by a soft laugh.
Shi Hao was stunned. How could a flesh-and-blood person turn into light? It was as if she wasn’t real at all. The light coalesced nearby, reforming into the same flawless, celestial maiden—so beautiful it stole his breath.
What kind of divine ability was this? It felt surreal, as if she wasn’t a person but a manifestation of spiritual radiance. Even Little Rascal, with his piercing golden eyes, blinked in confusion from Shi Hao’s shoulder, unable to comprehend.
“She’s strong,” the holy terror muttered, sensing he might have met his match.
“Let’s sit and share a drink. You can see I mean no harm—I just want to forge a bond,” the girl said with a smile.
“Fine, I’ll treat you,” he agreed quickly, still guarding his Qiankun Bag. Her light-dissolving trick was too unpredictable.
“Ah, Azure-Scaled Eagle! The meat is tender, and your cooking is exceptional,” she praised, lacking any maidenly restraint as she tore into the golden, glistening meat with her delicate hands, stuffing bite after bite into her rosy lips. She also didn’t hesitate to gulp down cup after cup of Monkey Wine, thoroughly enjoying herself.
The holy terror laid out the delicacies she had produced—none were ordinary. The fruits were top-tier spirit medicines, and the snacks were rare delicacies. Even her wine was exquisite, rivaling Monkey Wine, brewed from a hundred flowers and glowing faintly under the moonlight.
“A glutton!” he concluded, amazed she carried such precious food.
“Talking about yourself?” she chuckled, finally slowing down after her feast. She took a sip of wine, brushed back her hair, and smiled playfully.
“I may love food, but I gather it on the spot. You carry snacks everywhere—no wonder you’re chubby.”
Her grin faltered for a second before she burst into laughter, utterly unbothered by her image. Yet, she remained ethereal, radiating an ineffable purity and charm. “This chubby girl loves to eat. What’s the point of life if I can’t indulge? Enough talk—let’s feast! It’s been ages since I’ve had such delicious food.”
“Wow, you eat even more than me?!” he exclaimed as she polished off the entire roasted Azure-Scaled Eagle.
“Don’t worry, I’ll treat you next. We’ll roast more.” She flashed a sweet smile, snatching the last piece of meat from him without hesitation.
The holy terror gaped—no one had ever beaten him to food before.
Casually, she stood, drew a silver knife, and swiftly carved the remaining pure-blooded beast meat, placing it over the fire.
“My Azure-Scaled Eagle! My Monkey Wine!” he wailed.
By midnight, the sea shimmered under the moon. As a ghost ship, no other creatures dared approach, leaving them in undisturbed tranquility.
They feasted until the holy terror could eat no more, his belly round and glowing faintly from the energy-rich meat. The Azure-Scaled Eagle had been over ten meters long, a pure-blooded creature packed with divine essence, yet they had devoured most of it.
It was unimaginable how their stomachs could hold so much. For others, even a single piece would have them glowing and sprinting uncontrollably. But Shi Hao and this girl were even stronger than the beast itself—its flesh was merely supplemental.
Still, word of this would shock the world—eating most of an Azure-Scaled Eagle was unheard of.
The holy terror had finally met his match in appetite—and it was a girl, no less.
Monkey Wine had also flowed freely, leaving them bathed in a holy glow, their bodies fragrant with its aroma. For Shi Hao, who had recently broken through, this feast was like another baptism, fortifying him further.
Even Little Rascal had retreated, too full to continue.
The girl dabbed her lips, stretched luxuriously, and downed her last cup. “Finally full.”
“What race are you from? How can you eat so much?” he asked, unwilling to accept defeat in gluttony.
She stood, her slender waist swaying, her flawless skin glowing under the moonlight. “Why so many questions? I told you—today’s meeting is fate. When chaos comes to the Wilderness, don’t oppose me.”
Her eyes gleamed mysteriously, as if foreseeing the future. Her demeanor had shifted—now serene, now enigmatic.
Shi Hao sensed no malice, only an attempt at alliance. Perhaps she had recognized his talent.
He couldn’t fathom how a girl could out-eat him. What a terrifying chubby girl.
“Don’t overthink it. At your age, I probably couldn’t eat as much as you,” she teased, reading his mind.
Shi Hao suspected she was just freeloading.
“I won’t take your food for nothing. Come, big sister will take you pillaging.” She turned on the ghost ship, her black dress fluttering, her ivory skin gleaming.
“Who are we robbing?”
“I came to this domain for the Leviathan Roc, but that’s too difficult. Let’s start with some unsavory targets.” She spoke with solemnity, her saintly aura clashing hilariously with her bandit-like words.
Shi Hao was speechless—and shocked. She… wasn’t from the Wilderness?
After a long pause, he eagerly suggested raiding the Divine Mountain forces, the Sea God’s descendants, and the Firefin Youth.
“Good targets,” she agreed.
“Let’s go! Knock them all out!” He was thrilled—looting enemies was his favorite pastime.
“You don’t expect me to charge in headfirst, do you?” She rolled her eyes. “This place suppresses cultivation to the Transformation Realm. Those guys are no pushovers—like reborn sea gods, ancient divine birds, or revived demons. Fighting them head-on lacks finesse.”
“What’s your plan?”
“Ambush them. Take them down from behind.” She clenched her petite fist, her saintly expression at odds with her words.
Shi Hao sighed. Had he met his match?
“You eat so much, you’re chubby, and you’re shameless. Where are you even from?”
“Are you jealous or complimenting me?” She stretched lazily, unbothered, her eyes sparkling.
Her black dress fluttered in the wind, her long, jade-like legs gleaming. Against the sea, she was a breathtaking vision.
“I’ve got nothing to say.”
“Good. Then let’s go wage holy war—time to plunder!” She raised her fist triumphantly.
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