Chapter 210 - Arc 13: Wild Beast Plains | Chapter 210: Who?
Translator: Lynn
The moon exuded a serene glow, and mist gently curled in the air.
Seated cross-legged in front of a large rock, Xu Ziqing grilled a piece of wild animal meat over the fire. The meat’s oil dripped slowly onto the flames, filling the air with the enticing aroma of roasting meat.
Beside him, an eagle spread its wings, shielding him from the wind.
On the ground, several vines extended and coiled into a circle, seemingly harmless but actually controlling the area, preventing intruders. Rongjin, having consumed much flesh and blood, temporarily separated from the main body’s branch that still needed to warm the seed in its “mother’s” dantian.
Once the meat was cooked, Xu Ziqing threw it up with a smile. Chonghua swiftly swallowed it, and the cycle continued, embodying a wild and carefree spirit.
After several days, this was the first time Xu Ziqing had such a leisurely moment.
In the distance, the cries of beasts echoed, but Xu Ziqing seemed oblivious. He had implemented sufficient restraints and protections in the area, preventing intruders and potential disasters.
After feeding Chonghua, Xu Ziqing indulged in a piece of animal meat to sate his hunger. Leaning against the boulder, he closed his eyes for a brief rest, refraining from entering meditation at this time.
After over an hour of tranquility, the night deepened.
A faint scent of blood wafted through the wind, causing Rongjin to tilt its body, expressing greed.
Suddenly, Xu Ziqing’s eyes shot open, and a slight frown appeared on his face.
The source of the bloody smell was within three to five miles, approaching rapidly. This raised his concern. Swiftly, he extinguished the fire with a wave of his hand and placed Chonghua into the beast card.
Obediently, Rongjin retracted its body, climbing onto Xu Ziqing.
Soon, the scent of blood intensified, and it seemed to be growing.
Xu Ziqing ascended, leaping onto the boulder. He suppressed his aura entirely and widened his eyes in astonishment.
A white figure moved swiftly through the wind, akin to light smoke, untouched by dust.
With Xu Ziqing’s keen eyesight, he discerned it was a woman—beautiful and graceful, unlike those traversing the wild beast plain. Her snow-white skin, almond eyes, peachy cheeks, and allure between her brows surpassed the Sunu girls he had encountered practicing the method of obsession. Her irresistible charm emitted an indescribable allure.
A natural beauty.
These thoughts flashed in Xu Ziqing’s mind, but the next moment, vigilance overtook him.
Something was amiss.
He extended his divine sense swiftly, scanning the woman. As expected, this woman... was not human.
A thick and vibrant flame surged forward rapidly, transforming the night into a crimson hue. The scorching and formidable power swept across in an instant, resembling a fire dragon that set ablaze a torrent of flames! Within moments, the sea of fire condensed into an extremely thin line, skillfully entwining around the triangular beast’s neck!
In the next moment, the fierce animal’s head tumbled, and the blazing flames consumed it, turning it into ashes in the blink of an eye!
The three-horned beast had no time to react; it toppled sideways. No blood adorned its neck; it was completely charred by the fire, its entire body blackened.
The intense heat of the flames shocked the fox-shaped woman, who had bent her knees and fallen to the ground.
In just a few breaths, the once-powerful three-horned beast lay dead, and the fox girl, overwhelmed, struggled to maintain her semi-simulated form, eventually transforming into a large green fox lying on the ground.
It kicked its legs repeatedly, crawling to the cub’s side and sheltering it beneath its belly.
Xu Ziqing marveled at the sight, having never witnessed such a pure flame—so immaculate and flawless.
Moreover, he had no idea about the cultivation level of the person who unleashed the flames, as he had been completely unaware of their existence!
Soon after, a slightly cold voice resonated, “What a useless cultivator; you need to think carefully when killing a beast.” The tone was indescribably casual and indifferent.
However, as the voice faded, a figure suddenly materialized beneath the moon, moving step by step without making contact with the ground. The man swayed gracefully and was already close, standing right in front of Xu Ziqing.
His appearance was exceptionally handsome, not purely beautiful because the beauty was subtle, yet not clearly handsome because the attractiveness was profound. There was a certain dignity in his demeanor that commanded admiration, and because of this, people naturally avoided his gaze. His black hair cascaded like a waterfall, loosely tied behind his back, and his fair skin contrasted with the silver threads in his white clothes, creating a clean and extraordinary aura.
On this particular night, the impeccably clean individual had not a trace of blood on his attire. He exuded the aura of a powerful and solitary figure, much like Yun Lie. Despite being alone, he appeared impervious to the cold. A dense flame surrounded his body, almost forming a torrent that completely enveloped him. It gave the impression of intense coldness, yet simultaneously, it seemed as if he were cloaked in a raging fire.
Xu Ziqing had encountered numerous fire cultivators, even recognizing a close friend, Su Xin, who possessed a single fire root. However, even Su Xin’s aura was not as pure as the one emanating from this young man.
It was this purity of flame that instilled fear in Xu Ziqing, who had previously consumed the essence of Ethereal Wood. He couldn’t help but wonder if this young cultivator, too, had absorbed the essence of fire.
Before he could dwell on this thought, the young cultivator casually raised his hand and swept it through the air.
Instantaneously, a bright red flame shot from his fingertips, swiftly landing on the three–horned beast and erupting into a fierce fire.
Under the intense heat, the animal carcass rapidly disintegrated into dust, leaving only the three horns and a core the size of a baby’s fist.
Subsequently, the young man gracefully bent his fingers, and the core and animal horn levitated, landing seamlessly in his robe sleeve.
Xu Ziqing was nearly astonished by the precision with which he controlled the flames...
Who was this young cultivator?
He heard the young man chuckle and remark, “This beast had excellent fur, but it’s a shame its cultivation base was too shallow. Even if you skin it, it’s useless.” In his words, he showed no concern for the demise of the fox girl, treating her no differently from the previously mentioned beast. There seemed to be no emotion in his eyes—only utility or uselessness mattered to him, and he wouldn’t bother with things unrelated to him.
As a follower of the way of heaven and a wood cultivator, Xu Ziqing held compassion for many living beings. Normally, a person with such a temperament should be kept at a respectful distance from this person.
However, for some inexplicable reason, he felt an undeniable sense of closeness to this enigmatic figure.
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