After Transmigrating as a Wealthy Woman: Don’t You Dare Touch My Baby! [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 91

Zhu Xingtong sprinted back as fast as her little legs could carry her, but she was too late. Even Immortal Venerable Beimeng and her group hadn’t arrived in time to witness the climax of the battle.

The female cultivator facing the giant eagle had a few bloodstains on her robes, but overall, she wasn’t badly hurt. The giant eagle, on the other hand, was a different story.

Despite having lived for thousands of years, it had been utterly suppressed by a human girl! Its cultivation was equivalent to a Nascent Soul stage human, yet it couldn’t understand why it couldn’t win. Her fists looked soft, yet each strike broke through its defenses with terrifying force. Now, the eagle was pinned to the ground by its wings, its eyes shifting from disdain to pure terror in the span of a few breaths.

“Shall we form a contract?” the girl asked calmly.

“You loathsome human… I will never—”

She placed her hand over its abdomen. “I wonder if a thousand-year-old beast core could help me break through to the Nascent Soul stage right now?”

“It… it won’t!” the eagle blurted out, instantly surrendering. A streak of purple light rose from its forehead and drifted toward Zhong Ying.

This was the Contract Ritual. Zhong Ying caught the purple wisp in her palm. With a faint click in her mind, an invisible spiritual thread connected her to the eagle.

“A wise bird submits to fate,” the eagle muttered, sounding a bit dejected. “I knew you were a woman of your word—you really would have taken my core. Since I’ve recognized you as Master, I hope you treat me well. I will protect you.”

The eagle felt a bit wronged. Usually, people get spirit beasts to be bodyguards, but did this woman really need protection?

In the distance, the Changtian Sect group watched in stunned silence. Who was this powerhouse who had tamed the King of the Forest?

Immortal Venerable Beimeng was more shocked than anyone. She recognized the girl. This was the mortal from the lower realm—the one she had wanted to take as a disciple because of her incredible talent.

“Zhong Lanqing…” Beimeng stepped forward first. “You… a person truly changes after three days of absence. Your talent is indeed remarkable.”

But deep down, Beimeng was horrified. How long has she been practicing? One month? One month to grow strong enough to beat a Golden Core beast?

Zhong Ying turned and nodded politely. “Venerable Beimeng.”

“I didn’t expect to run into you here. Where is your Master?” Beimeng looked around, but there was no sign of that “madwoman” Chilian.

“We were separated during teleportation. I’m not sure where she is.”

Beimeng nodded. Honestly, she didn’t want to see Chilian either. “I am leading my disciples to find spirit beasts for contracts. You are injured; you may travel with us for safety.”

Beimeng genuinely valued talent. If Chilian hadn’t interfered, this girl would be her student.

Zhong Ying shook her head. “Thank you, but I’ve lost a spirit pet. I need to find her. Have you seen a palm-sized bird? She has a rainbow feather on her head, and her wing feathers aren’t fully grown yet.”

Beimeng paused. “I saw her on the road. But… as far as I know, only the phoenix lineage possesses rainbow feathers. Your pet…”

Zhong Ying knew she couldn’t fool Beimeng as easily as she fooled Chilian. She improvised quickly: “She’s a Bluebird. That rainbow feather is just something I dyed for her. The little thing is vain; please don’t laugh at us.”

Beimeng blinked. Being an upright person who didn’t know Zhong Ying well, she didn’t suspect a lie. “Your pet seems very timid. She was running around the forest earlier.”

“Then I shall take my leave.”

Zhong Ying soon found the lost chubby bird. But the bird hadn’t noticed her yet. Standing on a tree branch, Zhong Ying watched the frantic bird running. This stupid bird… she doesn’t realize she’s running back to the battlefield?

“Master, is she really a phoenix?” The eagle, now shrunk in size and perched on Zhong Ying’s shoulder, asked with its sharp eyes fixed on the bird below.

“Yes.”

“Where did you get a phoenix?! They are like gods to us beasts!”

Zhong Ying shook her head. “I don’t know where she came from…” She paused, thinking of the fires outside the realm. Of course. Zhou Chen’s disaster, the heavenly fire… and then I found her on the back mountain. The little bird was the “culprit” of the heavenly fire.

She didn’t know how a Divine Phoenix ended up in the lower realms, but it didn’t matter. The bird couldn’t breathe fire but could spit spirit stones. For that alone, she would form a contract. At any cost.

Zhong Ying floated down from the tree. Her voice was calm but held a hint of a dark chill. “What are you looking for? Looking for me?”

The phoenix froze and turned around. But her eyes weren’t filled with anger or the usual glares.

Wait… what is that look?

Before Zhong Ying could analyze it, the bird turned into a tiny feathery rocket and charged at her.

THUD! The fat bird slammed into Zhong Ying’s shin. The impact was so great that the phoenix bounced back and landed on her bottom with a splat.

Did she finally lose it? Zhong Ying wondered. Is she trying to commit suicide out of protest? She dismissed the thought. This bird was too smart for that.

Zhong Ying knelt and scooped her up. “I thought you ran away. Why come back?”

“CHIRP CHIRP CHIRP!!” You big demon cub!!

Zhu Xingtong was sweating with anxiety. Put me down! I need to write! I’m Zhu Xiaobao! You idiot cub, let me go!

“I guess you got lost? Are you panicked? Don’t worry, I won’t eat you,” Zhong Ying said, stroking the bird’s head. “I’ll give you two choices: 1. Voluntarily sign a contract with me, or 2. I’ll beat you until you’re half-dead and force the contract. Pick one.”

“CHIRP CHIRP CHIRP!!”

The phoenix chose “None of the Above.” She slapped Zhong Ying’s hand with her wings, gesturing to be let go. Zhong Ying raised an eyebrow but complied.

As soon as she was free, Zhu Xingtong opened her beak and—clink—spit out a Golden Spirit Stone.

Zhong Ying: “…”

This little thing is surprisingly cooperative today.

But it didn’t change her mind. She still wanted the contract. Zhu Xingtong saw her lack of reaction and spit out another. And another. Soon, a pile of gold stones filled Zhong Ying’s palm.

“You really were hiding a lot,” Zhong Ying noted.

The bird let out a haughty chirp and waved a wing. Take them all, Cub! Just use them!

Zhong Ying: “Even with the stones, you still have to sign the contract.”

“CHIRP!”

“You have to.”

“CHIRP CHIRP CHIRP!”

“I don’t understand bird,” Zhong Ying said. She tossed the phoenix to the eagle to hold.

“Master! I don’t want to babysit this thing!” the eagle complained, its bird-face turning slightly red. A Divine Phoenix… who could refuse?

“I want you to listen to what she’s saying,” Zhong Ying snapped.

“CHIRP CHIRP CHIRP!” The bird struggled as the eagle held her by the scruff.

The eagle listened carefully, then stammered: “Master… she… she’s swearing at you…”

Zhong Ying laughed. “What is she saying?”

“She’s calling you a ‘Big Demon King,’ saying you’re bad, and that you’re ‘dead meat’ for treating her like this.”

Zhong Ying lowered her eyes. “Let her talk. Words can’t hurt me.”

“CHIRP CHIRP CHIRP!” The phoenix got desperate and slapped the eagle’s face with her wing. The eagle flinched, loosened its beak, and the phoenix tumbled back into Zhong Ying’s arms.

The bird looked up at Zhong Ying, teary-eyed. She pointed at her back, where the eagle had accidentally plucked a few feathers.

Zhong Ying realized something was wrong. This wasn’t how the bird usually acted. Before, she “hated” her. Now, she was giving her all her stones and seemed incredibly urgent.

“What do you want to say? Write it,” Zhong Ying said, putting her down. “Don’t try to run.”

Zhu Xingtong prepared herself. She scratched the dirt with her claws. When she recognizes me, I’m going to be so mad! I won’t forgive her for at least five minutes!

Stroke by stroke, she wrote the word: “BAO” (Treasure/Bao)

Zhong Ying raised an eyebrow. “You found a treasure in this realm?”

The phoenix nearly choked with rage. Treasures?! Do you even want your ‘Zhu Xiaobao’ anymore?! She continued to scratch:

“CUB”

She wrote it shakily. If the cub didn’t recognize this, she was going to bite her!

But because the bird was so small and the dirt was loose, the characters looked like a mess of lines. Zhong Ying squinted at the scribbles. “Mountain? Field? Heart?”

As she was pondering the “riddle,” a blue shadow suddenly flashed past, scooped up the phoenix, and vanished into the trees.

Zhong Ying: “…”

“Master! Someone stole the bird!” the eagle cried.

“No rush,” Zhong Ying said, still staring at the dirt. She was putting the “Mountain, Field, Heart” characters together in her head.

“CHIRP CHIRP CHIRP—” The phoenix’s scream faded into the distance.

The eagle sighed. “Master, have you figured it out yet? The phoenix is gone.”

Zhong Ying stood up slowly. Her face went pale. “I’ve figured it out.”

“What did she write?”

Zhong Ying looked at the two messy words: “CUB” and “BAO.”

She spoke with a completely expressionless face: “She wrote ‘There is going to be a problem.'”

“Who has a problem?” the eagle asked.

Zhong Ying wiped her face, her voice trembling slightly. “I have a problem. A big one.”

“Are you okay, Master?”

“Go,” Zhong Ying commanded, her eyes flashing with a mix of terror and protectiveness. “Get the bird back. Now.”

As for her punishment later? She’d kneel on whatever the phoenix wanted.