After Transmigrating as a Wealthy Woman: Don’t You Dare Touch My Baby! [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 93

All three reached the Monkey King at the same time. Pressed by their combined killing intent, the monkey panicked and shrieked, “Lion King! Save me!”

With a thunderous tremor, the Flying Lion finally revealed itself. Its body was several times larger than the giant eagle; standing fully upright, it towered over the entire forest.

“What is the meaning of this?!” the Flying Lion roared. “Humans, do you dare slaughter the spirit beasts of my forest before my eyes?” It was annoyed—it had expected them to come seeking its favor, not chasing a monkey.

Zhong Ying ignored the Lion. She leapt off the eagle’s back, her eyes locked onto the bird in the monkey’s grip. “Give me back my bird.”

The Monkey King, trembling with fear, squeezed his palms tight. The chubby bird’s face began to turn a sickly shade.

“GIVE HER BACK!”

“Human!” the Flying Lion started to intervene, but Zhong Ying had already lunged. Her sword unsheathed in a blur of light—shred! The monkey’s arms flew into the air.

The monkey’s scream echoed through the mountains. The chubby bird was tossed into the sky, only to be caught gently by Zhong Ying and tucked against her chest.

Thank god… she’s safe.

“Zhu Xiaobao…” Zhong Ying whispered, looking down at the bird with eyes full of tenderness. Now that the “wife filter” was active, the chubby bird looked exceptionally beautiful to her. Even that single rainbow feather on her head looked majestic.

“Chirp chirp!” You big stinky demon cub!

Hearing the angry chirp and seeing those familiar glaring eyes, Zhong Ying felt a wave of warmth. She should have known earlier—every movement, every glare, was exactly like her Zhu Xiaobao.

“Are you hurt?”

“Chirp.”

Behind them, the monkey, now a stump-armed beast, roared in fury. Its body swelled five or six times its original size, transforming into a massive, red-eyed gorilla. It raised a mountain-sized foot to crush the “tiny” human.

The giant eagle swooped in, grabbing Zhong Ying to pull her out of harm’s way. “Master, the monkey has gone berserk! He won’t stop until you’re dead!”

“We’ll see who dies,” Zhong Ying said, patting the eagle’s talon. “Put me down.”

The eagle obeyed. He had forgotten for a moment that his Master was the kind of person who could beat a Golden Core beast into submission with her bare hands.

Zhong Ying charged. There were no flashy spells, just glowing fists. Each strike landed with a sickening thud. The gorilla, despite its massive defense, felt its internal organs shift with every blow.

The Flying Lion, watching the “Monkey King” being pulverized, couldn’t take it anymore. “Human! He only stole your pet, is death truly necessary?”

Zhong Ying looked up, her gaze predatory. “What does it matter to you? Who are you? Did you send him to steal my bird?”

The Flying Lion’s golden pupils narrowed. “Human, you are arrogant. Do you think taming an eagle gives you the right to challenge me? I did not send him, but your attitude makes me very uncomfortable.” It stomped, shaking the entire forest.

“You want to fight?” Zhong Ying squinted.

For a month, she had thought she was alone in this world, preparing herself for a life of cold, lonely cultivation. Now, her wife was here. But someone had tried to steal her. Her heart was a cauldron of possessive rage and long-overdue emotion. She needed an outlet.

Plus, a Lion King’s beast core probably had excellent nutritional value for a phoenix.

She tossed the half-dead monkey aside like a rag and faced the Lion. “Let’s go.”

“Master, don’t! The Lion King is a Nascent Soul powerhouse!” the eagle cried, trying to pull her back.

祝星彤 (Zhu Xingtong) was also worried. She remembered the plot: this Lion was the protagonist’s future mount! But the plot was already a mess—all because of her.

“Don’t worry,” Zhong Ying whispered, hugging the bird. “I can win.”

“Chirp chirp chirp!” Cub, it’s not about winning! If you kill him, we won’t have a cool ride later!

Actually, Xingtong wasn’t worried about the cub losing. She knew Zhong Ying’s strength—the woman never picked a fight she couldn’t finish.

“Wait… if you eat its core, will you grow?” Zhong Ying asked softly. “I’m tired of having the eagle translate for you.”

The bird: “…”

Zhong Ying turned and handed the phoenix to Immortal Venerable Beimeng. “Venerable, please protect her for a moment.”

Beimeng blinked, holding the bird. She reached out a finger to poke the bird’s forehead, but Zhong Ying snapped her head back, eyes flashing with jealousy. “Venerable, don’t get ‘handsy’ with her!”

Beimeng: “…” (I’m just holding a bird!)

The battle erupted. Elder Chilian joined in, wanting to give Zhong Ying the beast core as a “gift” in exchange for more time to “pet the bird.” Then Beimeng joined to help Chilian.

While the two legends fought the Lion, Zhong Ying didn’t stay idle. She pulled out the pile of Golden Spirit Stones and started “snacking.”

Crunch. Crunch. Crunch.

Golden light pulsed from her body. Middle-stage Golden Core. Late-stage Golden Core. She was one step away from the Nascent Soul stage.

Suddenly, the forest fell silent. A high-pitched, crystalline cry pierced the sky—sharper than the Lion’s roar, carrying a weight of ancient divinity.

“Chirp—!”

In Zhong Ying’s hands, the chubby bird began to stretch. Her stubby legs grew long and elegant; her round belly tucked into a sleek, graceful form. Her neck lengthened, and the single “ahoge” feather on her head split into three brilliant plumes.

The palm-sized fluffball had evolved into a majestic young bird. Golden-red light exploded from her as she took flight.

Divine Phoenix spreads her wings; all beasts must bow!

The surrounding monsters, from the smallest rabbit to the largest predator, fell to their knees in instinctive worship. This was the daughter of the Four Directions, the blood of the Beast God.

“CUB—!”

The phoenix finally spoke in a human voice. She dived straight into Zhong Ying’s open arms.

“Zhu Xiaobao!” Zhong Ying laughed, hugging her tight.

“Waaaaah! I missed you so much!” The phoenix rubbed her face against Zhong Ying’s cheek.

Zhong Ying’s cold mask shattered into a genuine, beautiful smile. “I missed you too.”

[Warning! Super Boss ‘Juvenile Phoenix Zhu Jiu-Jiu’ detected. System has automatically updated the binding target.] [Target Favorability: 100 (MAX). Mission One: Complete.]

Suddenly, the phoenix pulled back, hovering in the air with a huff.

“What’s wrong?” Zhong Ying asked.

Zhu Xingtong glared with her beady eyes. “Just because I missed you doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven you for scamming my Spirit Stones! And you bullied me! And you threatened to beat me!”

Zhong Ying: “…”

“Come here. We’ll talk about it when we get back.”

“No! We decide the punishment now!” Xingtong circled her. “Hmm… what would be the worst for you? I know! No cuddles in bed!”

She looked down at her feathered wings and laughed. Hehehe, I’m a bird now. We can’t do “that” anyway! Perfect punishment!