Chapter 219: Xiao Wu, Are You This Impatient Even in a Primeval Forest?
Chapter 219: Xiao Wu, Are You This Impatient Even in a Primeval Forest?
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were still pleasantly surprised by the improvement in their physical fitness.
The tent door was suddenly burst open!
Xiao Wu rushed in like a gust of wind and lunged straight into Lin Qingmo’s arms.
Before Lin Qingmo could react, she stood on her tiptoes and took the initiative to kiss him.
"Hmm?"
Lin Qingmo was stunned.
Xiao Wu’s cheeks were flushed red; she hugged his neck and mumbled dizzily.
"A-Qing, I want..."
Standing to the side, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing both had their eyes wide open.
Watching the scene before them, both of their faces quickly turned as red as ripe apples.
The two exchanged a look, both seeing shock and shyness in the other’s eyes.
Then, the two of them practically scrambled out of the tent with clumsy, synchronized steps.
They even conveniently pulled the tent door shut behind them.
They certainly didn’t want to be third wheels!
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Xiao Wu was startled in his arms.
She turned her head, saw the two people who had run out, and was instantly dumbfounded.
It’s over.
I was seen.
Immediately, her face turned so red it looked like it could drip blood.
Shamed, she buried her head directly into Lin Qingmo’s chest, not daring to look anyone in the eye.
The entire tent fell silent.
Only the crackling of the flickering candlelight and Xiao Wu’s rapid heartbeat remained.
Lin Qingmo looked down at the soft Xiao Wu in his arms, who was burying herself like an ostrich, and felt both amused and exasperated.
Is this girl really this impatient even in a primeval forest like this?
...
The wind of the Sunset Forest carried the scent of vegetation and earth, sweeping through layers of treetops and casting swaying, fragmented shadows in the woods.
This was the third day since Lin Qingmo’s group had entered the forest.
The fallen leaves beneath their feet made subtle crunching sounds as they were stepped on.
Liu Erlong walked at the very front of the team.
Lin Qingmo was at the very back, his fingertips occasionally brushing against the grass and leaves at his side.
Pale blue spirit power emanated from his fingertips, forming a subtle resonance with the ubiquitous Blue Silver Grass in the forest.
Every movement within a thousand-meter radius was clearly transmitted to his perception through those slender vines.
"A-Qing, how much longer do we have to walk?"
Ning Rongrong carried a small spirit tool bag, skipping along beside him with half a wild fruit still bulging in her cheek.
"It’s already the third day, and we still haven’t found a suitable Spirit Beast for Zhuqing."
Lin Qingmo’s gaze fell on the girl beside him, his lips curling slightly: "Don’t be anxious. There are many thousand-year Spirit Beasts in the Sunset Forest; they are just very alert and won’t show themselves easily."
"If you’re bored, why not pay more attention to the spirit power fluctuations around us? It’s a good way to practice your perception."
"I don’t want to."
Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue and ran to Zhu Zhuqing’s side, hooking her arm.
"With A-Qing here, why should I bother? Zhuqing, don’t you agree?"
Zhu Zhuqing’s footsteps paused slightly as her gaze swept over Lin Qingmo’s back ahead, and she nodded gently.
Her voice was clear and calm: "He’s right. Practicing your perception more won’t hurt you."
Ning Rongrong curled her lip and was about to say something more when Yu Feng, at the end of the line, suddenly shouted: "Wait! There’s movement!"
Dugu Yan immediately stopped in her tracks, her brow furrowed: "Where? What is it?"
Ye Lingling also stopped walking.
The Nine Heart BegoniaSpirit quietly lit up with a pale pink glow, ready to provide healing at any moment.
Liu Erlong took two steps forward to stand at the side of the group, crimson spirit power surging around her as her sharp gaze scanned the dense forest.
Only Lin Qingmo remained standing where he was, without even moving a step.
His fingertips twitched slightly; he had already perceived the rapidly approaching dark shadow through the Blue Silver Grass spread throughout the forest.
It was a feline Spirit Beast, agile and strong, with spirit power fluctuations stable at the thirty-five-hundred-year level.
A dark shadow was using the cover of the treetops to silently pounce toward the group, its target being Yu Feng.
"It’s here."
Lin Qingmo only uttered two words.
As soon as he finished speaking.
A pitch-black shadow suddenly pounced down from the treetops.
With a sharp sound of breaking wind and cold, soul-hooking claws, it struck directly at Yu Feng’s back.
It was a cat-shaped Spirit Beast that was entirely pitch black.
Its body was several times larger than an ordinary lynx.
Its fur seemed to blend into the shadows, and its vertical pupils glinted with a bloodthirsty red light.
It was a Shadow Cat Beast of approximately thirty-five hundred years.
"The target is actually me!"
Yu Feng’s face darkened, and he was just about to release his Spirit.
But he saw countless pale blue Blue Silver Grass suddenly burst out from the ground, transforming into an airtight net that precisely captured the Shadow Cat Beast mid-air.
The Blue Silver Grass vines bore faint golden patterns, and their toughness was astonishing.
"Meow!!!"
The Shadow Cat Beast let out a shrill scream.
It twisted its body frantically, its sharp claws tearing at the vines, but it couldn’t leave even a single mark.
In just a few breaths, it was tied up tightly by the Blue Silver Grass and slammed heavily onto the ground, only able to let out helpless whimpers.
The entire process was incredibly fast.
From the moment the Shadow Cat Beast pounced to the moment it was completely bound, it took only the blink of an eye.
Yu Feng stood frozen on the spot, unable to snap out of it for a long time, his back already drenched in a cold sweat.
He hadn’t even had time to release a Spirit Ability just now.
If it hadn’t been for Lin Qingmo’s Blue Silver Grass, he might have been disemboweled by that thousand-year Spirit Beast.
"Th-thank you, Brother Qingmo!"
Yu Feng swallowed hard, still shaken.
Dugu Yan walked forward, looking at the bound Shadow Cat Beast on the ground, a flash of coldness in her eyes.
"To dare to ambush us, leaving it alive is just asking for trouble. It’s better to just kill it."
She raised her hand, venom condensing at her fingertips, about to strike at the Shadow Cat Beast’s head.
"Wait."
Lin Qingmo’s voice rang out, stopping her actions.
Dugu Yan paused, turned her head to look at him, her eyebrows raised, her tone carrying a hint of confusion:
"This thing ambushed us; are we supposed to just let it go?"
The venom was still condensed at her fingertips, the jade-green light dancing on her fair fingers with a deadly danger.
Lin Qingmo’s gaze fell on the Shadow Cat Beast on the ground.
He crooked his finger slightly.
The Blue Silver Grass binding the Spirit Beast tightened slightly, rendering it completely immobile.
Although the age of this Shadow Cat Beast far exceeded the theoretical limit for a third spirit ring,
Its attributes had an extremely high compatibility with Zhu Zhuqing’s Hell CivetSpirit.
"This Spirit Beast is useful to keep."
"Useful?"
Dugu Yan withdrew her hand, crossing her arms as she looked at him, her eyes full of curiosity.
Lin Qingmo turned around to look at Zhu Zhuqing beside him.
Zhu Zhuqing was also looking at him, her cat-like eyes, which always held a hint of coolness, reflecting his figure.
She seemed to have guessed something; her fingertips curled slightly, and her heart rate inexplicably quickened.
"Zhuqing."
Lin Qingmo looked at her, his tone serious: "You will absorb the spirit ring of this thirty-five-hundred-year Shadow Cat Beast."
As those words fell, the surroundings instantly became silent.
The sound of the wind blowing through the leaves became exceptionally clear.
Everyone stood frozen on the spot, as if they had heard something unbelievable.
The first to react was Yu Feng; he practically jumped up and rushed in front of Lin Qingmo, his face full of anxiety and disbelief.
"Brother Qingmo! Are you crazy?!"
"The theoretical limit for a third spirit ring is one thousand seven hundred and sixty years!"
"This Shadow Cat Beast is over thirty-five hundred years old. If Zhuqing absorbs this spirit ring, her Meridians will be crushed by the violent energy, and she’ll explode and die!"
His voice was trembling; he was clearly genuinely worried.
(End of Chapter)
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