Chapter 8: This Is Bad, She's Been Controlled!
He knew all too well that this was not merely a natural requirement for physical growth but also a silent trial of inner resilience and steadfastness.
As he immersed himself in these profound thoughts, a gentle yet urgent voice quietly echoed within his heart.
“Right, Little Li is still hungry!”
This realization struck him like a sudden summer thunderclap, instantly pulling him back from his reverie to the present moment.
Yun Yi’s compound eyes swiftly scanned the surroundings. Though his vision was expansive, capturing far more detail than ordinary creatures, finding suitable blood sustenance in this vast world remained a daunting task.
Each gaze carried his care and responsibility for Little Li, yet a trace of uncertainty lingered.
“Wait, I’m a demon, aren’t I?” A flash of insight lit up Yun Yi’s mind, as brilliant as the brightest star in the night sky.
He realized that as a mosquito demon endowed with extraordinary powers, he need not be confined to mere eyesight but should employ the unique talent of a demon cultivator—perception.
Thus, he began to release his perceptive abilities, a wondrous power transcending sight, hearing, and even touch, capable of sensing the subtlest vibrations of all living things.
Remarkably, as a demon cultivator, Yun Yi intuitively mastered this innate gift, yielding unexpected rewards.
With his perception gradually unfurling, Yun Yi seemed to transform into a gentle breeze, gliding lightly among the grass and trees, delicately feeling every pulse of life.
His consciousness no longer shackled by his physical form, it expanded from his immediate vicinity to every inch of the land around him—ten feet away, even further—like the vast constellations illuminating the unknown world.
Amid this boundless awareness, Yun Yi’s heart resonated with all things; he could hear the babbling of a distant brook, feel the soft caress of a breeze on leaves, and detect the secret breath of tiny lifeforms.
His perception was like an invisible net cast slowly in every direction, seeking every possible source of life.
Suddenly, amid this endless search, his senses, sharp as the keenest star in the sky, detected an unusual ripple far off.
That ripple carried a wild power intertwined with a faint warmth of life, stirring something deep within Yun Yi. He immediately realized: “A lizard.”
This was precisely the creature he had long sought—a being both strong and capable of providing abundant blood for him and Little Li.
This unexpected discovery quickened Yun Yi’s heartbeat, as though a surge of passionate blood boiled within his chest.
Carefully, he refined his sensing ability, like a meticulous hunter aiming to pinpoint the lizard’s exact location.
As his perception deepened, Yun Yi vividly envisioned the small lizard, no larger than a child’s palm, crawling slowly through the grass, each breath subtly shifting the surrounding air.
Upon nearing the lizard, Yun Yi chose a high vantage point, standing silently with piercing gaze fixed on its every move.
His mind began to strategize: “What should I do? Kill it outright for a swift end, or knock it unconscious and carefully bring it back to Little Li?”
Yet, upon closer inspection, he noticed the lizard bore no signs of cultivation—just an ordinary creature.
This realization somewhat softened his intent to kill, stirring an inexplicable pang of pity.
“Forget it. Since it has no cultivation, you’ll live,” Yun Yi decided silently, though he still needed the lizard’s blood to nourish himself and Little Li.
Resolute, he resolved to employ a method both efficient and discreet to subdue the lizard.
He understood that while direct confrontation could showcase strength, for a mosquito demon whose strengths lay in agility and cunning, a stealthy back attack was undoubtedly wiser.
This approach aligned with his usual style and minimized unnecessary risks.
Yun Yi fluttered his transparent wings gently, like a feather swaying in the breeze, silently approaching the unsuspecting lizard.
Every movement was so light that even the air seemed undisturbed.
Patiently, he awaited the perfect moment to strike, like an experienced hunter waiting for the prey to relax.
Suddenly, the lizard seemed to sense something; its body shivered slightly as it cautiously scanned its surroundings. But it was already too late.
Like a bolt of lightning, Yun Yi struck from the lizard’s blind spot with a speed as swift as a gale and power as fierce as a tiger.
His slender yet strong hand struck the back of the lizard’s neck with precision, and in an instant, the lizard collapsed limp to the ground, unconscious.
In the moment before losing consciousness, the lizard’s eyes widened in shock, as if witnessing something unbelievable.
Indeed, it saw the “assailant” that had felled it—a mere mosquito.
This mosquito possessed such formidable strength to strike it down with one blow, a reality far beyond the lizard’s comprehension.
Its gaze brimmed with disbelief and astonishment; after all, in the lizard’s world, mosquitoes were little more than food, never imagined as potential conquerors.
Yet, this was the truth.
Yun Yi stood beside the unconscious lizard, watching its incredulous eyes, a faint smile curling his lips, a subtle sense of pride and satisfaction swelling within him.
“All right, now to take you back to Little Li,” he murmured softly, lifting the palm-sized lizard with ease, his transparent wings fluttering lightly as he flew toward Little Li’s location.
As he drew closer, his mood grew lighter, already envisioning Little Li’s delighted expression.
But then, an inexplicable chill suddenly crept into his heart, making him shiver.
He stopped abruptly and scanned the surroundings, seeking the source of this unease.
At that moment, a familiar figure appeared in his sight—Little Li.
She flew swiftly toward him, her wings beating at an unusually rapid pace, carrying an urgent and anxious energy.
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