Chapter 123: Yang Wei and Big-Butt Beauty; Brother to Sister Romance. Attack of the Two-Headed Beast Eagle!

Liu Yan gulped nervously as Yang Wei approached her. "I know there's a chance you might not feel the same way, or maybe you're already attracted to another man, but something just isn't right," he began, his expression faltering slightly.

A small frown creased Yang Wei's face as he adjusted his hair bangs, trying to look more appealing. The typically composed Liu Yan was taken aback by this vulnerable side of him. While she usually remained unfazed by such displays, there was something about Yang Wei's nonchalant demeanor that piqued her interest.

It weighed heavily on her chest, making her heart beat slower but louder, like the powerful strikes of a drummer growing tired.

"Wh... What has you feeling so down?" Liu Yan asked, surprised at her own stammering.

No... No, no, no. There's no way I just...

As the granddaughter of Lin Feng, she and her relatives were trained to be bold and unyielding. But being born during Lin Feng's stricter era, she couldn't fathom herself stumbling over words because of a man.

It felt out of character for her.

Yang Wei closed the very minute distance until his nose was almost touching hers. "It's the way you've been distant lately. The Big Sister I met that day when Wang Zhang attacked me is the one I love," he confessed.

Liu Yan's cheeks and nose flushed red with embarrassment, but she didn't hide her face. Instead, her eyes widened in surprise. "You're in love with me?" she repeated, her voice sounding more concerned than her usual impassive tone.

"Of course, but in a brother-sister sort of way. Isn't that the kind of relationship you wanted?" Yang Wei clarified.

The blush quickly faded from Liu Yan's face as his words deflated her romantic expectations. Her knees no longer felt weak, and her heartbeat returned to normal. "Oh, I see," she responded.

Wait, why do I feel so... disappointed...

After her short thought, she then added, "Could we, uh, get out of this somewhat romantic position? Since we're like brother and sister."

Yang Wei leaned in closer, his tone earnest. "What if I wanted us to be more than just brother and sister? Would that really be okay?" he asked.

Once more, Liu Yan's usual composed demeanor faltered as Yang Wei broached the same topic yet again. It baffled her whether he found some twisted pleasure in emotionally tormenting her like this. The urge to slap him boiled within her, but she restrained herself.

"What did you say?" Liu Yan asked with her usual soft and gentle voice.

But before Yang Wei could respond, Bai Suzhen slipped out of his storage pouch and chimed in, "Oooo~ a lover's quarrel?"

Liu Yan's eyebrows shot up in surprise at Bai Suzhen's words. "What?!" she exclaimed.

Liu Yan leaped forward, unleashing a martial arts stance that culminated in her thrusting her left palm forward like a fist.

BOOOM!

A tempest erupted from her palm, filled with tiny dragon vein Qi particles that swiftly atomized the boulders and sharp tree spikes hurtling toward them. Her wave palm attack even collided with the eagle's destructive sonic wave, obliterating both and neutralizing the threat.

After, Liu Yan concernedly looked back at Yang Wei. "Are you okay?" she asked him.

Yang Wei nodded as he told her, "Uh, yes." But of course, he looked a bit confused.

Her Dragon's Breath Palm is way stronger than mine, he thought.

Back to Bai Suzhen...

She soared high above her target, the colossal eagle. In an instant, she transformed into a massive white snake and dove straight down like a spear, wrapping her body tightly around the eagle.

"KRrrREEeeE!"

"KRREeeEeEE!!"

"KRRREEEEEEE!!"

Despite its attempts to screech and resist, the grip of the White Serpent proved too formidable.

"Now!" the White Serpent hissed.

Almost as if everything had been planned or scripted in advance, Yang Wei stood just a short three meters away from the restrained monster eagle.

Alright, time to test how far my blood refinement has gone!

Squatting down, his right fist poised at his side, while his left hand covered it, Yang Wei amassed immense amounts of blood Qi, causing the ground beneath him to crack gradually. In a flash, Yang Wei's Blood Spirit, or more simply, a blood avatar, materialized behind him briefly before dissolving and being absorbed into his fist.

Locking eyes with the monster eagle, which already quivered with fear, Yang Wei shouted, "Blood Fist!" His fist shot forward, unleashing a demonic fist entirely composed of blood that dwarfed both the monster eagle and the White Serpent. At the last moment, the White Serpent released its tight coil around the monster eagle, leaving it vulnerable to the full force of this devastating blow.

BOOOOOM!!

Upon impact, the Blood Fist shook the very foundation of the Red Snake Mountains, causing the landscape to tremble as mountains, hills, trees, and clouds quivered in response. The monster eagle was propelled backward like a rocket, crashing through more than twenty trees before finally planting into the foot of a hill.