Chapter 130: Bloody Romance
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Chapter 130: Bloody Romance
In the expansive night sky, the creature's rapid flight echoed with the howling wind. Its formidable body, spanning over three meters without counting its wings, bore an intimidating presence. The distinct scent of blood emanating from it hinted at the previous night's carnage.
Wang Xuan quickly surmised that the creature's prowess was beyond most Masters' capabilities.
He initially aimed to tear away Zhao Qinghan's protective layers and allow them both to fall to the ground. But the beast's swift ascent disrupted his plan. Fearing a lethal drop, Wang Xuan hesitated.
With powerful wingbeats, the creature pierced through the forest's hovering mist, heading into an enigmatic domain.
Zhao Qinghan's face was drained of color. Her initial despondence, however, was replaced with deep appreciation upon witnessing Wang Xuan's audacious leap into the unknown.
She had felt utterly forsaken moments before. The revered master she had enlisted retreated, and no one dared to follow. Accepting her grim fate, she remained silent, realizing that if even the renowned masters were reluctant, others would be rendered helpless.
Zheng Rui, who had once subtly expressed his feelings for her, was conspicuously absent. Similarly, the quasi-Master from her family's old art realm had also paused. But, to her astonishment, Wang Xuan, almost unnoticed until the final moment, heroically lunged into the air, seizing her ankle.
In that fleeting moment, she was overwhelmed with emotion, teetering on the brink of tears. It was as if she had been brought back from the edge, finding her place in the world once again.
Amidst the vast expanse of the night, Wang Xuan acted decisively. Letting go of his alloyed knife, he quickly scaled Zhao Qinghan's delicate frame, latching onto the creature's robust hind leg. As they ascended, the earth receded beneath them; even mountains seemed like mere hillocks from this vantage.
Pale with fear, Zhao Qinghan tried to communicate over the whipping wind. "You shouldn't have come. It might cost you your life too." Her voice, at first a whisper, became a shout to pierce the gusty air.
"Stay calm!" Wang Xuan responded, his voice firm. He briefly entertained the idea of grounding the creature, but the grave risk of both of them crashing deterred him. Ñøv€l--ß1n hosted the premiere release of this chapter.
"Hug me tight," he urged, anticipating the creature's move. "If it lets go, we'll fall!"
Reading the urgency in his voice, Zhao Qinghan tightened her embrace.
Soon enough, the creature tried to shake them off. It sought to free itself from the persistent man clinging to its leg.
Zhao Qinghan's earlier warmth towards him momentarily dissipated, replaced by mild irritation. She shot back, "What's running through your mind then?" Under the moon's gentle glow, her visage radiated a captivating beauty, her cheeks flushed, and her hair billowed with the breeze.
Realization dawned on Wang Xuan. "It's a steel plate, for added protection," he quickly explained.
With a mixture of curiosity and relief, Zhao Qinghan gave a gentle tap against his waist, feeling the unmistakable hardness of the steel plate that was impressively thick.
In this Hidden Land, Wang Xuan was not just relying on his protective clothing; he had fortified himself further with steel. It spoke volumes about his caution.
As they soared through the night, the creature's passage startled a number of nocturnal avians.
"This creature is in a league of its own, far surpassing its counterparts," Wang Xuan mused. "It has likely consumed something unique that caused it to transform. We might find rare medicinal herbs near its lair."
Zhao Qinghan's face clouded with concern. The beast's prowess was akin to that of martial arts grandmasters. She feared that once they touched down, they might be torn asunder. An unsettling thought gnawed at her - were they being taken to feed its young?
She leaned in, whispering with urgency, "If it descends, we must separate immediately. This time, prioritize your own safety over mine. If even one of us escapes, it's a victory. Don't look back."
Zhao Qinghan sighed softly. Although Wang Xuan was formidable and fearless, she doubted if he could hold his own against a creature of the Grandmaster caliber. Her unfamiliarity with arcane arts and mystical elixirs prevented her from accurately gauging his true prowess.
Holding his short sword, Wang Xuan confidently said, "This blade was crafted by a renowned master. Its edge is incomparable. Before we touch the ground, I'll strike the beast's vital points. We'll carve out a chance for survival; we're not dying tonight."
She had already noticed the peculiar design of his weapon, and now, curiosity compelled her to ask, "Doesn't it bear a resemblance to the ancient Fish Intestine Sword?"
With a nonchalant demeanor, Wang Xuan replied, "It's a replica crafted by a master from the Old World. It's undoubtedly sharper than the original, made of a unique alloy rather than bronze."
In the distance, another beastly roar sounded. A second creature, on par with the first, was fast approaching. The two monsters, likely a male and a female, were about to unite.
With a rueful smile, Wang Xuan remarked, "It seems a battle is inevitable tonight. Touring the moonlit wilderness, painting it with the blood of beasts, it's a crimson romance of its own." He had a feeling that he'd have to reveal the full extent of his Master-level abilities.
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Chapter 130: Bloody Romance
In the expansive night sky, the creature's rapid flight echoed with the howling wind. Its formidable body, spanning over three meters without counting its wings, bore an intimidating presence. The distinct scent of blood emanating from it hinted at the previous night's carnage.
Wang Xuan quickly surmised that the creature's prowess was beyond most Masters' capabilities.
He initially aimed to tear away Zhao Qinghan's protective layers and allow them both to fall to the ground. But the beast's swift ascent disrupted his plan. Fearing a lethal drop, Wang Xuan hesitated.
With powerful wingbeats, the creature pierced through the forest's hovering mist, heading into an enigmatic domain.
Zhao Qinghan's face was drained of color. Her initial despondence, however, was replaced with deep appreciation upon witnessing Wang Xuan's audacious leap into the unknown.
She had felt utterly forsaken moments before. The revered master she had enlisted retreated, and no one dared to follow. Accepting her grim fate, she remained silent, realizing that if even the renowned masters were reluctant, others would be rendered helpless.
Zheng Rui, who had once subtly expressed his feelings for her, was conspicuously absent. Similarly, the quasi-Master from her family's old art realm had also paused. But, to her astonishment, Wang Xuan, almost unnoticed until the final moment, heroically lunged into the air, seizing her ankle.
In that fleeting moment, she was overwhelmed with emotion, teetering on the brink of tears. It was as if she had been brought back from the edge, finding her place in the world once again.
Amidst the vast expanse of the night, Wang Xuan acted decisively. Letting go of his alloyed knife, he quickly scaled Zhao Qinghan's delicate frame, latching onto the creature's robust hind leg. As they ascended, the earth receded beneath them; even mountains seemed like mere hillocks from this vantage.
Pale with fear, Zhao Qinghan tried to communicate over the whipping wind. "You shouldn't have come. It might cost you your life too." Her voice, at first a whisper, became a shout to pierce the gusty air.
"Stay calm!" Wang Xuan responded, his voice firm. He briefly entertained the idea of grounding the creature, but the grave risk of both of them crashing deterred him. Ñøv€l--ß1n hosted the premiere release of this chapter.
"Hug me tight," he urged, anticipating the creature's move. "If it lets go, we'll fall!"
Reading the urgency in his voice, Zhao Qinghan tightened her embrace.
Soon enough, the creature tried to shake them off. It sought to free itself from the persistent man clinging to its leg.
Zhao Qinghan's earlier warmth towards him momentarily dissipated, replaced by mild irritation. She shot back, "What's running through your mind then?" Under the moon's gentle glow, her visage radiated a captivating beauty, her cheeks flushed, and her hair billowed with the breeze.
Realization dawned on Wang Xuan. "It's a steel plate, for added protection," he quickly explained.
With a mixture of curiosity and relief, Zhao Qinghan gave a gentle tap against his waist, feeling the unmistakable hardness of the steel plate that was impressively thick.
In this Hidden Land, Wang Xuan was not just relying on his protective clothing; he had fortified himself further with steel. It spoke volumes about his caution.
As they soared through the night, the creature's passage startled a number of nocturnal avians.
"This creature is in a league of its own, far surpassing its counterparts," Wang Xuan mused. "It has likely consumed something unique that caused it to transform. We might find rare medicinal herbs near its lair."
Zhao Qinghan's face clouded with concern. The beast's prowess was akin to that of martial arts grandmasters. She feared that once they touched down, they might be torn asunder. An unsettling thought gnawed at her - were they being taken to feed its young?
She leaned in, whispering with urgency, "If it descends, we must separate immediately. This time, prioritize your own safety over mine. If even one of us escapes, it's a victory. Don't look back."
Zhao Qinghan sighed softly. Although Wang Xuan was formidable and fearless, she doubted if he could hold his own against a creature of the Grandmaster caliber. Her unfamiliarity with arcane arts and mystical elixirs prevented her from accurately gauging his true prowess.
Holding his short sword, Wang Xuan confidently said, "This blade was crafted by a renowned master. Its edge is incomparable. Before we touch the ground, I'll strike the beast's vital points. We'll carve out a chance for survival; we're not dying tonight."
She had already noticed the peculiar design of his weapon, and now, curiosity compelled her to ask, "Doesn't it bear a resemblance to the ancient Fish Intestine Sword?"
With a nonchalant demeanor, Wang Xuan replied, "It's a replica crafted by a master from the Old World. It's undoubtedly sharper than the original, made of a unique alloy rather than bronze."
In the distance, another beastly roar sounded. A second creature, on par with the first, was fast approaching. The two monsters, likely a male and a female, were about to unite.
With a rueful smile, Wang Xuan remarked, "It seems a battle is inevitable tonight. Touring the moonlit wilderness, painting it with the blood of beasts, it's a crimson romance of its own." He had a feeling that he'd have to reveal the full extent of his Master-level abilities.
Chapter 130: Bloody RomanceIn the expansive night sky, the creature's rapid flight echoed with the howling wind. Its formidable body, spanning over three meters without counting its wings, bore an intimidating presence. The distinct scent of blood emanating from it hinted at the previous night's carnage.Wang Xuan quickly surmised that the creature's prowess was beyond most Masters' capabilities. He initially aimed to tear away Zhao Qinghan's protective layers and allow them both to fall to the ground. But the beast's swift ascent disrupted his plan. Fearing a lethal drop, Wang Xuan hesitated. With powerful wingbeats, the creature pierced through the forest's hovering mist, heading into an enigmatic domain. Zhao Qinghan's face was drained of color. Her initial despondence, however, was replaced with deep appreciation upon witnessing Wang Xuan's audacious leap into the unknown. She had felt utterly forsaken moments before. The revered master she had enlisted retreated, and no one dared to follow. Accepting her grim fate, she remained silent, realizing that if even the renowned masters were reluctant, others would be rendered helpless. Zheng Rui, who had once subtly expressed his feelings for her, was conspicuously absent. Similarly, the quasi-Master from her family's old art realm had also paused. But, to her astonishment, Wang Xuan, almost unnoticed until the final moment, heroically lunged into the air, seizing her ankle. In that fleeting moment, she was overwhelmed with emotion, teetering on the brink of tears. It was as if she had been brought back from the edge, finding her place in the world once again. Amidst the vast expanse of the night, Wang Xuan acted decisively. Letting go of his alloyed knife, he quickly scaled Zhao Qinghan's delicate frame, latching onto the creature's robust hind leg. As they ascended, the earth receded beneath them; even mountains seemed like mere hillocks from this vantage. Pale with fear, Zhao Qinghan tried to communicate over the whipping wind. "You shouldn't have come. It might cost you your life too." Her voice, at first a whisper, became a shout to pierce the gusty air. "Stay calm!" Wang Xuan responded, his voice firm. He briefly entertained the idea of grounding the creature, but the grave risk of both of them crashing deterred him. Nvl--1n hosted the premiere release of this chapter."Hug me tight," he urged, anticipating the creature's move. "If it lets go, we'll fall!" Reading the urgency in his voice, Zhao Qinghan tightened her embrace. Soon enough, the creature tried to shake them off. It sought to free itself from the persistent man clinging to its leg. Zhao Qinghan's earlier warmth towards him momentarily dissipated, replaced by mild irritation. She shot back, "What's running through your mind then?" Under the moon's gentle glow, her visage radiated a captivating beauty, her cheeks flushed, and her hair billowed with the breeze. Realization dawned on Wang Xuan. "It's a steel plate, for added protection," he quickly explained. With a mixture of curiosity and relief, Zhao Qinghan gave a gentle tap against his waist, feeling the unmistakable hardness of the steel plate that was impressively thick. In this Hidden Land, Wang Xuan was not just relying on his protective clothing; he had fortified himself further with steel. It spoke volumes about his caution. As they soared through the night, the creature's passage startled a number of nocturnal avians. "This creature is in a league of its own, far surpassing its counterparts," Wang Xuan mused. "It has likely consumed something unique that caused it to transform. We might find rare medicinal herbs near its lair." Zhao Qinghan's face clouded with concern. The beast's prowess was akin to that of martial arts grandmasters. She feared that once they touched down, they might be torn asunder. An unsettling thought gnawed at her - were they being taken to feed its young? She leaned in, whispering with urgency, "If it descends, we must separate immediately. This time, prioritize your own safety over mine. If even one of us escapes, it's a victory. Don't look back." Zhao Qinghan sighed softly. Although Wang Xuan was formidable and fearless, she doubted if he could hold his own against a creature of the Grandmaster caliber. Her unfamiliarity with arcane arts and mystical elixirs prevented her from accurately gauging his true prowess. Holding his short sword, Wang Xuan confidently said, "This blade was crafted by a renowned master. Its edge is incomparable. Before we touch the ground, I'll strike the beast's vital points. We'll carve out a chance for survival; we're not dying tonight." She had already noticed the peculiar design of his weapon, and now, curiosity compelled her to ask, "Doesn't it bear a resemblance to the ancient Fish Intestine Sword?" With a nonchalant demeanor, Wang Xuan replied, "It's a replica crafted by a master from the Old World. It's undoubtedly sharper than the original, made of a unique alloy rather than bronze." In the distance, another beastly roar sounded. A second creature, on par with the first, was fast approaching. The two monsters, likely a male and a female, were about to unite. With a rueful smile, Wang Xuan remarked, "It seems a battle is inevitable tonight. Touring the moonlit wilderness, painting it with the blood of beasts, it's a crimson romance of its own." He had a feeling that he'd have to reveal the full extent of his Master-level abilities.
