OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess

Zhi’er stormed towards the Dragon Nest entrance.

Little White Dragon originally wanted to hold her back.

"Don’t go! Stay safe inside the Dragon Nest!"

However, it wasn’t as strong as Zhi’er in the slightest, watching as she strode out without turning back.

Little White Dragon sighed helplessly and hurriedly followed her.

If she died, Yue Hui would surely be heartbroken.

These Flying Snakes have a painful bite.

Zhi’er reached the entrance of the Dragon Nest and, as expected, saw glowing red serpent eyes amidst the darkness outside.

The group of Flying Snakes were fierce and intimidating, their mouths wide open and hissing at the sight of Zhi’er.

Zhi’er had caught one of their kind last time, and they were here for revenge.

She showed no fear, raising the fish spear in her hand.

"Are you here to find your companion? Unfortunately, it’s already dead."

"Anyone disagree? Come and try! The fish spear in my hand is the first to object!"

The group of Flying Snakes understood the human words.

Upon knowing their kin was killed, they roared angrily.

The entire sea roared and splashed.

Zhi’er’s slim figure blocked the entrance, not moving an inch, showing not a hint of fear.

In contrast, Little White Dragon stood a bit further behind her, very alert.

It occasionally let out dragon roars, trying to scare away these uninvited guests.

However, the Flying Snakes were determined to avenge, stubbornly refusing to leave.

Zhi’er noticed that despite their anger, none rashly came forward to risk their lives.

She swung the fish spear and scolded, "Since you are here, why don’t you dare come over?"

"If you don’t come, I will go to you!"

Saying so, she proactively swung the fish spear forward.

The group of Flying Snakes retreated as if flying away.

Zhi’er advanced, they retreated.

Zhi’er retreated, they swarmed closer.

Blocking the entrance tightly.

Little White Dragon was surprised at the sight.

Because, Flying Snakes bore grudges the most, not to mention the sound just heard, the Snake King should have arrived.

Why do they not dare to move forward?

Just then, a familiar voice reached Zhi’er’s ears—

"Miss...?"

She was momentarily stunned and frowned, looking behind.

"Little White Dragon, did you call me?"

Little White Dragon immediately shook its head: "It wasn’t me speaking!"

Zhi’er looked towards the group of Flying Snakes.

Only to see them part, each retreating to the sides, leaving a path open in the middle.

Little White Dragon sensed the odd aura, instantly alert.

"The Snake King is here!"

Zhi’er quickly gripped her fish spear.

Indeed, a pair of crimson eyes first appeared from the darkness.

A single serpent eye was as big as a human head.

One could imagine how large this serpent must be.

Zhi’er couldn’t help but prepare herself.

She had no spell now, had to be cautious.

However, as the Snake King came closer until the entrance light revealed it clearly.

Zhi’er was first stunned.

"Xiao Li?!" she exclaimed.

This Snake King, entirely black, after undergoing Heavenly Tribulation, had long transformed into a flood dragon.

It was more apt to call it a dragon now rather than a snake.

On its jet-black dragon head, two dragon horns were visible.

Seeing Zhi’er, it too became excited: "Miss! It’s truly you!"

Zhi’er was surprised: "You can speak now."

Previously, her communication with Xiao Li was all through telekinesis.

Xiao Li swayed its tail, made a turn, and suddenly transformed into a young man with dark attire and fair skin.

No accessories adorned his hair, which lay freely against his cheeks.

Making him appear extraordinarily charming.

He stepped into the cave, rushing towards Zhi’er, embraced her, and swiftly lifted her in circles.

"I can’t believe you’re here! I’m utterly thrilled."