Chapter 321: White Dew

Chapter 321: White Dew

“White Dew?” Gao Yang said tentatively.

“It seems that Fresh Snow has told you about me.” White Dew’s voice was gentle, but there was a cold hostility to it; the contrast gave Gao Yang a curious feeling.

Head lowered, White Dew glanced at Fresh Snow, who had fallen asleep in her arms, her eyes brimming with a loving ache for her younger sister.

When she looked up at Gao Yang a few seconds later, there was only an icy killing intent in her eyes. “I should’ve had Snow eat you back then. And things wouldn’t have gotten to this point.”

Gao Yang felt a conflicted betterness in his heart.

When Gao Yang was still weak, he might not be nutritious enough to sustain Fresh Snow for long, but at least she would get something out of eating him.

Now that he had become her good friend, though, Fresh Snow would never willingly eat him.

“What the hell are you looking at?!”

Gao Yang was shocked to hear Wang Zikia’s voice.

A wooden frame sofa floated on the sea, standing on which was Wang Zikai, entirely drenched by seawater and struggling to maintain balance. He wiped his face and declared, “I’m your opponent, you damn witch! I haven’t had enough yet!”

“You’re still alive?” Surprise flashed through White Dew’s eyes. “Interesting.”

“Hahaha! That was as good as a jacuzzi for me! Let Fresh Snow go, and I’ll consider letting you live!”

“You? Letting me live?” White Dew scoffed.

Swish!

Wang Zikai clenched his fists, three bone claws extending from the back of each of his hands.

Thud.

With a powerful stomp, the sofa underneath him sank three to four meters underwater, while he propelled himself toward the woman hovering midair. Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

White Dew already had her right hand aimed at him, and she splayed her fingers wide.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

Countless rays of water shot out from the surface of the sea, aiming at Wang Zikai from all directions. Under the moonlight, they looked like translucent wires.

Although the jets couldn’t penetrate Wang Zikai’s body, they were strong enough to pin him in place.

“Again? Is this all you can do?” Wang Zikai was irritated to find himself restrained midair. He couldn’t break free no matter how he struggled. “Are you such a coward that you don’t dare come at me in person, you damn woman?”

White Dew clenched her right hand in lieu of a response.

All at once, the streams of water turned into sharp, violet ice cones, closing in on Wang Zikai.

Then one after another, violet ice crystals bloomed all over him.

White Dew was shocked. She couldn’t believe that her sister would go so far as to use her curse power to stop her from killing Gao Yang.

After the bite, Fresh Snow lost consciousness completely.

White Dew was heartbroken and furious, but even more overpowering was her resignation and a melancholy sense of loss.

Her sister had grown up, and she no longer hung on her every word.

With a thought, White Dew concentrated her energy to stop Fresh Snow’s curse power from spreading.

Soon, the red pattern on her fair skin contracted to the bitten part until finally, even the bite mark was gone.

During the process, the violet water droplets around Gao Yang turned translucent again, and they fell like regular water to form a pool on the ground.

Without delay, Gao Yang seized the opening to teleport three times to Wang Zikai, who was trapped in the violet ice crystal and floating on the sea like a large jelly.

Gao Yang landed on the crystal and placed his hands on it.

He immediately sensed a strange, deep chillingness, which attempted to burrow through his skin and into his flesh and bones like countless worms.

That was the curse power inherent to Spectres!

“Fire!” There was no time for Gao Yang to dwell on it. Exhausting his power, he tried to melt the violet crystal with high heat.

It’s working!

The ice crystal began to melt, exuding a thick, faintly-fragrant violet fog, spreading and permeating the air like a smokescreen.

When White Dew looked down after concentrating on dealing with Fresh Snow’s curse, Gao Yang had already disappeared from the island.

On her nine, violet fog obscured the view above the sea. She could vaguely make out the flickering red light at the center of it.

It didn’t take more than a split second for her to put two and two together.

She raised her right hand at the violet fog.

“Water snakes!”

Swoosh!

Three white snakes of water shot out, hissing with dark violet tongues. They slithered into the fog and ran amok.

Instantly, the fog dispersed, yet White Dew didn’t see Gao Yang and Wang Zikai.

She felt something grasping her ankle all of a sudden.

To her shock, Wang Zikai had gotten close to her without her noticing, his right hand clamping down on her fair ankle.

On his back, there was Gao Yang.