Chapter 26: The Soft Feathered Chicken
The fluffy sensation—was heaven!
Smoke Snow Weasel stood up on its hind legs, arms outstretched, and embraced the neck of the Soft Feathered Chicken, reveling in the softness that gave way under pressure while the surrounding downy feathers enveloped it in sheer bliss.
And the Soft Feathered Chicken obediently rubbed its head against Smoke Snow Weasel’s chest, sniffing his unique scent.
This Soft Feathered Chicken should be the first friend he’d made since arriving on this continent.
After a long moment of tender affection, Jié Jié finally released the Soft Feathered Chicken. Their black-pearl-like eyes met briefly before the chicken cooed and burrowed back into his embrace.
“Alright, alright.”
Smoke Snow Weasel “chirped” softly, then nudged the Soft Feathered Chicken with his head before gently pushing it away, leaping off the tree.
When he landed on the ground, he had already transformed into a monstrous creature covered in dark-purple carapace.
Looking back, he saw the Soft Feathered Chicken startled, standing upright on its long legs, ready to flee.
“Quack, quack.”
Jié Jié tried to soften the fierce cry of the Black Wolf Bird, attempting to communicate with the Soft Feathered Chicken.
But as soon as the sound escaped him, he felt foolish.
This was indeed an unrealistic fantasy…
But given all the fantastical events that had transpired, indulging in one more fantasy seemed harmless?
The Soft Feathered Chicken remained standing, tilting its head to meet Jié Jié’s gaze. Finally, it extended its wings and flapped onto the back of the Black Wolf Bird.
How could such a small body confine an interesting and brave soul?
“Quack!”
Jié Jié turned his head and watched as the Soft Feathered Chicken hopped around on his back, pecking at tiny pits and seams on the carapace, seemingly searching for seeds or fruits?
Jié Jié took a step forward, preparing to run for takeoff, glancing over his shoulder to observe the Soft Feathered Chicken’s reaction.
It appeared to have grabbed hold of the gaps between the carapaces, flapping its wings in sync with Jié Jié’s movement.
But Jié Jié, distracted, accidentally collided with a tree, unharmed thanks to his tough hide but thoroughly embarrassed.
Meanwhile, the Soft Feathered Chicken swayed on its long legs like a dandelion ball in the wind, making one worry its fluffiness might be scattered by the breeze.
After several checks, when the little one stopped searching for food and instead stared straight at him, Jié Jié decided to spread his wings and take flight.
He kept his head tilted, still mindful of the passenger behind.
The Soft Feathered Chicken clung tightly to his carapace, spreading its small wings and flapping as if flying itself atop him.
Jié Jié chose low-altitude flight, occasionally hearing the menacing roars of ground lords below.
But they were often powerless against him in the air; ranged attacks were rare among creatures of the natural wilderness.
Jié Jié landed midway, realizing he hadn’t yet tried transforming into a Female Fire Dragon.
Green spread across the dark-purple carapace, smooth areas resembling undulating mountain ranges.
Emerald flames licked the Black Wolf Bird’s ears, leaving flame-shaped head armor as his emaciated frame swelled with fullness.
The Soft Feathered Chicken had long since jumped off, retreating to observe his transformation from afar.
Jié Jié glanced at the Soft Feathered Chicken before immediately studying his reproductive tract.
Hmm…?
There really wasn’t anything to show off!
Apparently, regular transformations favored the male form, so for species with distinct gender differences, a gender shift would occur.
After all, Male and Female Fire Dragons are represented by two separate totems.
Jié Jié sighed wistfully, thinking how amusing it would be to transform into a masculine Female Fire Dragon!
However, unlike humans, smell is always the most important factor for animals and even monsters to distinguish each other. Transforming into a Female Fire Dragon meant any plans relying on scent anomalies would fail.
As for those common notions from his past life about “adorable soft little girls”?
Jié Jié didn’t believe it; he hadn’t held one after all!
The Female Fire Dragon form vanished quickly, and Jié Jié returned to being the Black Wolf Bird, looking toward the Soft Feathered Chicken.
A familiar patch of white objects near the Soft Feathered Chicken caught his attention.
On closer inspection, these were fragments of Terror Tyrant teeth.
Was it that same Terror Tyrant?
Thinking of that Terror Tyrant reminded him of the Thief Dragon society he left behind on the coast.
Shaking his wings indifferently, he planned to investigate the territory of the broken-winged Fire Dragon nearby.
Before departing, he looked at the hopping Soft Feathered Chicken.
“Quack!”
The Soft Feathered Chicken merely tilted its head watching him, not coming closer again.
The Black Wolf Bird shook himself once more, craning his neck to observe its reaction.
The Soft Feathered Chicken grew bored and began paying attention to other things around it.
Hmm.
Jié Jié’s mind raced with thoughts. What kind of feeling was this?
It was like encountering a kitten on the side of the road during maturity, teasing it for a while, then watching as the kitten lost interest and wandered away.
If he were human, grabbing the kitten and taking it home wouldn’t be difficult, and treating it well could lead to a pleasant experience.
But he wasn’t human anymore, and fights awaited him every day.
Even when he was human, he lacked the energy and time to responsibly care for a cat, so he always let them go, even when faced with a kitten eager to follow him.
Encountering a cat without even producing a sausage to offer, only saying it was cute, petting and teasing it before rushing off.
When he returned, that place had become a demolished wasteland.
Looking at the lively-eyed Soft Feathered Chicken, physical forms couldn’t bind fascinating and courageous spirits, so what could he do?
In both this life and the last, letting go was always the norm.
The adorable fluffiness hopped away bit by bit, while the foreign soul soared high with the Black Wolf Bird’s wings.
Freedom!
For some reason, Jié Jié felt he was flying better than ever.
Maybe it was due to the Female Fire Dragon’s gemstone? Even though Female Fire Dragons usually moved on land, they were proper flying dragons with legitimate aerial capabilities.
From above, Jié Jié surveyed the ground below. Many trees along this path had been violently snapped, and there were plenty of broken trunks with tooth marks remaining.
He seemed to be flying over the trail of that Terror Tyrant.
His goal was the Broken-winged Fire Dragon. The Terror Tyrant’s route was similar to his own, so they might encounter the Broken-winged Fire Dragon together.
With that thought, Jié Jié flapped his wings to gain speed, the ferocity suppressed by the Soft Feathered Chicken doubling in his pupils.
P.S.: Seduction does not equal losing oneself! Relax and enjoy the story!
Imagine Zhu Bajie lifting the red veil only to see a hairy face and a thunderous mouth—what a priceless expression!
The conclusion of the Soft Feathered Chicken chapter came naturally, inspired by the moment.
