Chapter 207: Surging Luck (1)

The Fierce Leopard finally managed to stand up, but even standing, its massive body trembled before Su Luo—no, specifically, before the Little Cute Dragon. Its two front legs knelt on the ground, adopting a posture of humble, respectful submission and worship.

This… this is simply… a disgrace! Su Qing stared at the Fierce Leopard, her eyes practically spitting fire.

She had gone through untold hardships, spent countless manpower and resources, and finally even asked her Master for help just to tame this Fierce Leopard. Who knew it would turn out to be such a stupid leopard!

What is that? A puppy! A common Little Puppy whose teeth haven't even fully grown! What is it afraid of? Why is it trembling all over? Does it think that's a Dragon? Is it a Golden Divine Dragon?

Su Qing was truly angered to death by this stupid leopard. She couldn't understand why the situation had taken such a reversal.

However, there was someone beside her who was twisting the knife.

Su Xi stepped closer, holding Su Qing's sleeve, and asked with a puzzled expression, “Sis? This Fierce Leopard of yours… it's not stupid, is it?”

Stupid? A Fierce Leopard that can Cultivate to the Fourth Rank among Demonic Beasts—would it be a stupid Fierce Leopard?

“Shut up!” Su Qing was clearly in a terrible mood. Her pair of bright, beautiful eyes focused on the Fierce Leopard, gathering all her Spiritual Power. She pointed at Su Luo and commanded in a faint but authoritative voice: “Go, tear her apart!”

Even the spoiled and willful Su Xi wouldn't dare do anything to her publicly, yet Su Qing directly ordered the Fierce Leopard to tear her apart?

Heh heh, Su Qing is Su Qing. I didn't expect that when it came to ruthlessness, you would be the number one among your siblings.

Su Luo looked indifferently at the Fierce Leopard. She believed that without her needing to counterattack, the Fierce Leopard would definitely help her take revenge.

Sure enough, the Fierce Leopard did not disappoint Su Luo.

It looked back at Su Qing with hazy eyes, a look of confusion flashing within them, seemingly not understanding her command.

“I said—bite her to death!” Su Qing, furious and embarrassed, pointed at Su Luo, enunciating every word through gritted teeth.

Whether Su Luo lived or died was unimportant to her; in her view, Su Luo was merely an ant, not worth worrying about.

However, the problem was with the Fierce Leopard she had spent countless efforts to tame, and this was the reason for her intense frustration and gloomy expression.

Although the Little Cute Dragon was still a baby Dragon, even though its speech was unclear, the language of the Human Race was its innate talent, so it naturally understood.

When Su Qing pointed at Su Luo, commanding the Fierce Leopard to bite Su Luo to death again and again, the Little Cute Dragon, as Su Luo's spirit pet, became very angry.

And making a Golden Divine Dragon angry, even a baby Dragon, still has very serious consequences.

The Little Cute Dragon climbed onto Su Luo's shoulder, its tiny face taut, its small claw pointing at Su Qing, and let out a furious roar at the Fierce Leopard: “Aowu! Aowu! Aowu aowu!!!”

No one understood what this Little Thing was yelling, but clearly, the Fierce Leopard understood.

Meanwhile, Su Qing was still constantly scolding the Fierce Leopard, commanding it to stand up, pounce, and chew Su Luo until nothing but bones remained.

The commands of the Little Divine Dragon and Su Qing were issued simultaneously, intertwining and mixing in the Fierce Leopard's mind.

The Fierce Leopard's expression gradually became agitated, its breathing grew heavier, and its demeanor turned savage and ferocious. The dangerous aura around it grew thicker and more terrifying… “Roar—” A deep, resonant Dragon Roar erupted from the Little Divine Dragon's mouth. Its tiny body swayed, and then it collapsed entirely into Su Luo's embrace.