Ye Qingyu did not move and conserved his energy as he waited.

Little Nine jumped from his shoulder and retreated a few steps until it was right beside the corpse of the retired emperor of the Dragon Human Race. Its gaze roved around and it barked out, "Woof. Master, you must put up a good fight. I will guard this body on your behalf, don't you worry…"

"If you dare to eat his body, I'll make sure that you go hungry for a year." Ye Qingyu replied without even sparing him a glance.

Little Nine was stunned, then he exclaimed in annoyance, "Master, is this what you think of me? Woof. What about the loyalty of a dog to its master?" It lay down on its stomach, a picture of distress. In reality, it was weighing the pros and cons of eating this half-step to a Quasi-emperor corpse against having to starve for an entire...