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**Chapter 151: Swallowing the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower**

The next afternoon, Zhao Ling walked out of his room, stretching with satisfaction.

On the bed, Bo Saixi and Ah Yin exchanged helpless glances.

Their exhaustion was evident; their husband had been staying in Liu Erlong's room for two days straight. Even with the two of them joining forces, they had failed to match his seemingly boundless energy.

Ah Yin, too tired to keep her eyes open, yawned softly before falling asleep. Bo Saixi, hearing her companion's gentle snores, also succumbed to the irresistible pull of slumber.

As a Level 99 Extreme Douluo, Bo Saixi rarely experienced fatigue, but even she found herself too weary to lift her eyelids. Resting was the only option.

Zhao Ling, meanwhile, was feeling the toll of nearly four days of relentless effort. His legs felt weak, but he was now keenly aware of the incredible power of his enhanced physique.

The system had granted him the Intermediate Wild Combat Body, and the results were extraordinary—almost terrifying in their effectiveness.

Despite its claim to seriousness, Zhao Ling couldn't help but feel the system's rewards bordered on absurdity.

He glanced at the two women sleeping soundly, smiled, and carefully closed the door to avoid disturbing them.

As he walked toward the courtyard, he encountered Butler Qian in the corridor.

Seeing Zhao Ling finally emerge, Butler Qian asked tentatively, "Master, will you and the ladies be dining tonight?"

Zhao Ling pondered briefly before nodding.

"Yes, ask the kitchen to prepare a meal. By the way, has Long'er been eating in the main hall over the past two days?"

Butler Qian paused, then shook his head.

"No, it seems she hasn't eaten in nearly four days."

"What?" Zhao Ling exclaimed, startled. "Four days without eating? Won't she starve to death?"

However, he quickly dismissed the thought. Even an ordinary person could survive three or four days without food, albeit with some fainting from hunger. For someone of Liu Erlong's stature, she was unlikely to be in serious danger.

Still, he hurried to her room, unwilling to take any chances.

When he opened the door with a soft creak, Zhao Ling found Liu Erlong lounging lazily on the bed, humming a cheerful tune.

It was clear she had gotten plenty of rest and was in high spirits, though it appeared she was too sore to leave the bed.

The reason was obvious—after two days of his "attention," it was a miracle she could even sit up.

Upon seeing Zhao Ling, Liu Erlong called out playfully, her tone unusually coquettish.

"Husband..."

Her uncharacteristic sweetness sent a shiver down Zhao Ling's spine, and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

Suppressing his doubts, he walked over to her and gently stroked her hair.

"Long'er, I heard you haven't eaten for two days. You silly girl—no matter how tired you are, you should've asked the servants to bring food to your room."

To his surprise, Liu Erlong shook her head nonchalantly, a smile playing on her lips.

"Actually, I feel fine. I don't feel hungry at all. And after waking up today, I noticed that my physical condition and strength have improved. It's a slight improvement, but I'm certain it's real."

"Improved strength and physique?" Zhao Ling paused, puzzled.

"That's normal," he reasoned aloud. "The immortal herb you consumed not only enhances soul power and aptitude but also boosts physical strength and constitution. It's to be expected."

Liu Erlong, however, shook her head again and retrieved the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower from her storage soul guide.

"But I haven't eaten the herb you gave me yet."

"What?" Zhao Ling was stunned. "You haven't eaten it? Then why has your physique and strength improved?"

He fell into deep thought. If the improvement wasn't from the herb, then it must be a secondary effect of their dual cultivation, amplified by his Intermediate Barbaric Combat Body.

Unable to confirm his theory, Zhao Ling decided to wait until Bo Saixi and Ah Yin awoke to ask if they had experienced similar changes.

For now, he smiled and gently ruffled Liu Erlong's hair.

"Put the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower away for now. Since it's inconvenient for you to move, your husband will help you dress, carry you to wash up, and then take you to the dining hall for a meal."

"Hmm..." Liu Erlong nodded obediently, her docile demeanor starkly contrasting her usual fiery temperament.

Even as Zhao Ling carried her to the bathroom and helped her wash, she remained uncharacteristically meek, filling him with a sense of accomplishment.

Afterward, Zhao Ling carried her to the dining hall, carefully setting her down on a seat. He then instructed Butler Qian and the servants to bring the dishes.

Liu Erlong watched Zhao Ling with eyes full of tenderness, her gaze so soft it left him slightly flustered.

Soon, Butler Qian and the servants arrived, carrying an array of dishes—over a dozen in total, featuring chicken, duck, fish, and other delicacies.

Zhao Ling pulled out a chair beside Liu Erlong, serving her a bowl of tea tree mushroom and duck soup and a piece of soy-braised pork elbow. He gently tapped her nose.

"Stop staring and eat. After dinner, I'll carry you back to your room. Don't forget to take the herb this time."

"Yes, husband, Long'er will listen to you," she replied sweetly before beginning her meal.

Zhao Ling joined her, picking up a chicken leg as they dined together.

After they finished, Zhao Ling carried Liu Erlong back to her room and retrieved the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower from her storage soul guide.

Liu Erlong hesitated briefly, reluctant to consume the thoughtful gift from Zhao Ling. But remembering how both Zhao Ling and Ah Yin had stressed its benefits, she resolved not to let them down.

She placed the herb into her mouth, chewing slowly before swallowing. Then, sitting cross-legged on the floor, she closed her eyes to absorb the medicinal power.

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