The wild instincts of the magical beasts sensed the aura of death from this blood-soaked boy.
That was not prey.
That was a predator even more terrifying than them!
In just a few dozen breaths, more than twenty magical wolf corpses already lay on the ground.
The remaining wolves’ attacks clearly became hesitant.
They began circling at the edge, not daring to charge forward easily.
Long Xuanye supported himself with the broken dagger.
His chest rose and fell violently as he gasped for breath.
Excessive blood loss made his vision turn black in waves.
But he still revealed a faint smile.
Then he stepped toward the beast pack.
The wolves stirred and retreated step by step.
…
Puchi!
Long Xuanye used his left arm to send the broken dagger into the throat of the last magical wolf that pounced at him.
Warm wolf blood splashed across his face.
He did not wipe it away.
He only grinned, showing teeth stained red with blood.
Then he laughed.
That laugh was hoarse and mad, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
There was almost no intact skin left on his body.
He looked like a torn sack soaked in blood, only staying upright because of the half-broken weapon in his hand.
But his eyes were frighteningly bright.
The dozen or so remaining wolves froze.
For the first time, emotion called fear appeared in their dark green pupils.
The human boy before them was not prey.
He was a monster!
A madman!
They hunted to fill their stomachs and survive.
But this boy seemed to be enjoying the battle.
Enjoying the bloodshed of trading life for life.
“Awooo…”
The alpha wolf let out a low whimper, tucked its tail, and was the first to retreat.
Once there was a leader, the remaining magical wolves seemed to receive mercy.
They turned one after another, dragging away the corpses of their injured companions, and fled into the depths of the forest in panic.
They did not dare look back.
The beast pack had retreated.
Long Xuanye’s tense nerves finally loosened.
Intense pain swept through his entire body like a tide.
[Detected that the host is near his limit and has completed the choice.
Do you wish to receive the reward and awaken immediately?]
A line of pale golden words appeared in his mind.
[Warning: The host’s current condition is extremely poor.
Forced awakening may damage the foundation.
It is recommended to choose a better opportunity.] This chapter was copied from g.com without permission.
Long Xuanye’s consciousness swept over the warning line.
Without any hesitation, he chose no.
Thus, the Innate Internal Spiritual Power that represented his talent still remained at the number “99.”
He slowly turned around and looked at the small figure curled under the tree not far away.
Sheng Cai’er was using all her strength to drag her weak body toward him bit by bit.
Her knees and palms had long been scraped bloody by the rough ground, but she seemed completely unaware.
Those gray eyes locked tightly onto him.
Tears fell like broken beads, madly sliding down her dusty little face and carving two clear trails through the dirt.
At last, she crawled to him.
Her small hand trembled as she raised it, wanting to touch his bloodstained cheek, yet afraid of hurting him.
Long Xuanye looked at her.
His body’s weakness had already reached its limit.
The world before his eyes was spinning.
But a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.
I fought this hard.
If I just weakly say “I can’t go on” at the end, wouldn’t that be stupid?
Where’s the effect of acting cool?
He forcefully suppressed the blood rising in his throat and squeezed out a gentle smile.
He reached out with his relatively intact hand and gently rubbed Sheng Cai’er’s head.
“It’s over.”
“I’m here.”
Those six short words struck Sheng Cai’er’s heart.
Her whole body stiffened.
She wanted to cry, but her tears had already dried up.
She could only open her small mouth and let out two dry, hoarse cries.
Not a single tear came out.
She desperately scratched at her own throat, wanting to say something.
Even one word.
But the curse of muteness was like an invisible shackle, strangling her voice tightly.
Before awakening her Internal Spiritual Power, her life had been happy and complete.
She was the pearl in everyone’s palm.
After awakening, she lost everything.
She was abandoned.
Exiled.
The world became only gray.
But today…
Through the mottled tree shadows, she saw a boy.
A boy covered in blood, just as miserable as she was.
Yet he smiled and gave her an embrace.
He pierced through her gray world.
Long Xuanye could no longer hold on.
His vision went black, and his body fell straight backward.
Sheng Cai’er instinctively lunged forward and used her thin body as a cushion.
She held the unconscious boy in her arms with the last bit of her strength.
But the boy’s face was reflected in her gray eyes, carrying a fragile kind of beauty.
She could only hold him and cry silently.
Just then.
A faint sigh sounded in the forest.
The white-robed man’s figure silently landed beside them like a ghost.
The white-robed man lowered his eyes and looked at the boy in the pool of blood.
His expression was complicated.
At his feet were dozens of magical wolf corpses.
Every fatal wound was terrifyingly precise.
How was this a battle?
This was clearly a slaughter carried out by gambling his life.
That combat skill.
That fearless madness.
That firm mind that could still maintain combat strength at the edge of death…
The white-robed man had lived for decades, but he had never seen such a terrifying seedling.
This boy had not even awakened his Internal Spiritual Power yet.
As long as his talent was not too poor, in the future, he would become the sharpest sword in humanity’s counterattack against the demons.
Just as thoughts surged in his mind, a pure and vast aura suddenly erupted beside him without warning.
He suddenly turned his head.
He saw Sheng Cai’er’s body releasing a faint silver radiance.
A sacred and majestic aura soared into the sky.
Holding Long Xuanye in her arms, with tears and gratitude intertwined, she had unconsciously formed a deeper resonance with the legendary Samsara Holy Sword.
“This… this is…”
The white-robed man’s breath caught.
Ecstatic light burst from his eyes.
“Your Highness!
You…”
He stepped forward excitedly and bowed.
“Your Highness, please put this boy down first.
You carry a heavy responsibility.
This subordinate must treat you first.”
When Sheng Cai’er heard this, her thin body trembled violently.
She hugged Long Xuanye even tighter.
She raised her head.
In those gray eyes, something was breaking.
And something else was forming.
A layer of gray mist quietly covered her pupils.
The world before her eyes was rapidly losing color and light.
She opened her mouth.
A painful grinding sound came from her throat, like sandpaper scraping her vocal cords.
But she still used all her strength to squeeze three words from her cursed throat.
“Don’t… touch… him.”
The white-robed man froze.
Immediately after, Sheng Cai’er’s eyes completely turned into lifeless gray.
She stared fixedly at the white-robed man and spoke word by word.
“You are not allowed to touch him!”