Yet, she did not know what her master was busy with these days, after placing down the formation for her, he released her to grow on her own. It’s been two to three days since she last saw him, and she did not have the opportunity to seek comfort from him at all.
He could not have went to see that new disciple of his, right? When she thought of this, Zhu Yao felt uncomfortable throughout her entire body.
This could not do. She had to hurry and restore her human form. Wasn’t there this saying? ‘Strike the metal while it’s hot.’ She had to take the opportunity while her master, this piece of meat, was still warm and hot, and gobble him back into her mouth while she still can.
On the sixth day, Zhu Yao realized her body had once again grown by a single fold. This time, not just her master’s small house, even the courtyard could no longer hold her body. In the early morning, she felt her neck itching, and she really wished to roar out a few times to clear her throat.
She endured, controlling the voice that was trying to escape her throat. However, the longer she endured, the more unbearable her body felt.
Sweeping her divine sense across, she was still unable to find her master’s figure. Zhu Yao instantly felt depressed. Could he have went to where that little disciple was again?