Chapter 2392: Rescue

Chapter 2392: Rescue



Crackle!

Arcs of purple lightning danced around Linlin, a testament to her divine lineage. Each crackle of electricity sent shivers down the spines of her pursuers, a reminder of the devastating power she wielded. But they were ten, and she was one, exhausted and wounded from days of relentless pursuit.

"Stubborn girl," the blood-soaked elder sneered, his eyes gleaming with avarice. "Do you truly believe you can escape us? Your bloodline is a treasure, a gift to us from the heavens. We will have it, one way or another."

He lunged, his hand outstretched, claws tipped with a sickly green energy.

Linlin reacted instantly, her petite frame a blur of motion. She weaved through the incoming attacks, her agility defying the limitations of her human form. A bolt of lightning erupted from her fingertips, striking the elder's chest and sending him reeling back with a pained grunt.

The others pressed their attack, a cacophony of clashing weapons and guttural shouts. Linlin fought with the ferocity of a trapped beast, her lightning a weapon of both offense and defense. She struck with the speed and precision of a seasoned warrior, her every move imbued with the raw power of her divine bloodline.

But the relentless assault was taking its toll. Her movements grew sluggish, her breaths ragged. The chaotic energy of the battlefield, instead of replenishing her strength, seemed to drain her, weighing her down like an invisible burden.

A cultivator, seizing an opportunity, slashed at her back, leaving a deep gash that oozed golden blood.

"Ah!" Linlin cried out, stumbling forward. Pain flared through her, but she gritted her teeth, refusing to fall. She wouldn't give them the satisfaction.

"It's over, girl," another cultivator cackled, his sword dripping with her blood. "Accept your fate."

Linlin's vision blurred, her body swaying. She felt the cold grip of despair closing in, threatening to extinguish her fighting spirit. But then, a memory flashed through her mind, a vision of Yun Lintian, his gentle smile.

No, she thought, her spirit reigniting. I can't die here.

"Go to hell!!"

The elder's eyes widened in horror, his attack dissolving into nothingness. He tried to resist, to summon his own power, but it was futile.

With a casual flick of his wrist, Yun Lintian blasted the elder into oblivion. The old man's body disintegrated, his screams swallowed by the overwhelming power of the Tree of Life. Not even a speck of dust remained.

Yun Lintian reached Linlin's side in an instant, his eyes filled with concern.

"Linlin, are you alright?" he asked, his voice laced with worry.

Linlin, still reeling from the sudden turn of events, stared at him with wide eyes. She had never seen him like this, his aura radiating power and anger. It was both terrifying and

exhilarating.

"Big Brother Yun..." she whispered, her voice trembling.

It was then that Yun Lintian truly registered her appearance. He had only ever seen Linlin in her adorable white tiger form.

Now, standing before him was a young girl, no older than fourteen, with white hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall and eyes that shimmered like amethysts. Her features were delicate, almost ethereal, framed by a face that held both the innocence of youth and the strength of a warrior.

He was stunned. She was... breathtaking.

A faint blush crept onto Linlin's cheeks as she noticed his gaze. She lowered her head, suddenly self-conscious. "Big Brother Yun... is something wrong?"

Yun Lintian shook his head, snapping out of his momentary daze. "No, nothing's wrong. It's just... I've never seen you in this form before."

He gently lifted her chin, his eyes filled with warmth and concern. "You're hurt." Linlin winced as he touched the gash on her back. "It's nothing, Big Brother Yun. I can heal

it."

"Don't be stubborn," Yun Lintian chided gently. He channeled the life-giving energy of the Tree of Life into her wounds, the warm green light soothing her pain and accelerating the healing process...