novelraw Chapter 356: If He Survives, It Would Already Be a Stroke of Luck
Chapter 356: If He Survives, It Would Already Be a Stroke of Luck
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“I disagree! This method is far too risky!”
The room fell silent for a long moment before Shao Yi Man broke the quiet with her objection. She was the eldest of the Three Heroes of the Shao Family, known for her steady and cautious demeanor.
The two Shao brothers quickly echoed her sentiments.
Si Tu Jian Nan, his expression conflicted, added, “This matter should be discussed further.”
He too believed Yu Zhao’s proposal was overly audacious. After all, they were merely trapped here, not in immediate danger. There was time to deliberate for a safer solution.
Yu Zhao, despite her boldness, was not unreasonable. With half the group expressing opposition, she refrained from insisting on her plan. Stroking the sleeping White Blaze, she silently prayed, “Little one, you must hold on!”
With her plan set aside, the group fell into contemplative silence, each racking their brains for a way to resolve their predicament.
…
Meanwhile, at Spirit Mountain, Jiu Wei observed the pale and haggard Bai Ling with a soft sigh. The White Peacock clan, known for their immaculate appearance, rarely looked this disheveled.“I understand your concern for Fu Xi,” Jiu Wei gently advised, “but you must also take care of yourself.”
Bai Ling nodded slightly, though his worry remained evident.
Jiu Wei wanted to console him further, but the uncertainty surrounding Fu Xi’s whereabouts weighed on her mind as well. Fu Xi, with his Azure Dragon bloodline, faced countless challenges in his quest to become the Beast King. The first of these was the same Bloodline Trial that Quan Ye had barely survived, and only with Jiu Wei’s help.
Bai Ling, taking no chances, had prepared an additional set of treasures to aid Fu Xi in absorbing his bloodline’s power. But then Fu Xi had disappeared without warning.
Was he safe? Had his bloodline awakened?
“Jiu Wei! Bai Ling! Get out here now!” A coarse voice suddenly interrupted their thoughts.
Recognizing the familiar aura, Jiu Wei’s heart sank. She barely had time to devise a response before another howl erupted outside.
If this continued, the commotion would be audible even beyond Spirit Mountain.
Bai Ling sighed, “It seems there’s no hiding this anymore.”
Jiu Wei reassured him, “I’ve been neighbors with the Three-Eyed Leopard for years; he can be trusted.”
Bai Ling nodded and lifted the barrier.
A colossal Three-Eyed Leopard, many times larger than Hua Tu, leapt in. Waving his paw to erect another barrier, he urgently asked, “Has Fu Xi gone missing?”
“Yes,” Bai Ling confirmed solemnly, closing his eyes.
“Oh no!” Hua Guang exclaimed, frantically scraping the ground in agitation.
The peculiar behavior of the White Peacock and Nine-Tailed Fox clans in recent days had puzzled Hua Guang. Not suspecting a marital alliance, he’d sent Hua Tu to investigate. Unfortunately, Hua Tu had abandoned the task to pursue a human cultivator named Yu Zhao, wasting precious time.
Hua Guang grew angrier at the thought. How could both Bai Ling and Jiu Wei have created such a mess? This wasn’t just anyone—they had lost Fu Xi, the sole Azure Dragon of significance… Oh, except for that impure-blooded descendant, Quan Ye.
“You’ve heard, haven’t you? The Heaven-Devouring Rat and the Moonshadow Rabbit took Quan Ye back, saying they’re grooming him to compete for the Beast King title,” Hua Guang remarked, his thoughts shifting abruptly.
“The Beast King? If he survives, that would already be a stroke of luck.”
Quan Ye’s lineage, recently exposed, had caused a stir in the demon world. Many eyed him greedily but refrained from action due to the strength of the Five Elements Dao Sect. Only the combined forces of the Heaven-Devouring Rat and Moonshadow Rabbit clans had dared to take him.
As for nurturing him? Not even the youngest fox kits would believe such claims. The demonic beasts’ interest in Azure Dragon bloodline was no secret. While Fu Xi had Bai Ling’s protection, Quan Ye was not so fortunate. At best, they might spare his life out of respect for the sect. Beyond that…
Jiu Wei sneered coldly.
Hua Guang, noticing her disdain, grew curious and was about to press for more details when Bai Ling solemnly interrupted.
“Hua Guang, I need your help. Please assist me and Su Ming in locating Fu Xi. He has been missing for a month, with no leads.”
Bai Ling cared little for Quan Ye’s fate; his sole focus was on Fu Xi.
Hua Guang’s expression grew serious. “I’ll deploy the leopards to search for Fu Xi—not for you, but for the demon race!”
“Thank you.”
With that, Hua Guang departed as swiftly as he arrived. He immediately mobilized his Leopard Squad to track Fu Xi and issued an additional command: to capture Hua Tu wherever he was found, deliver a solid beating, and drag him back—legs broken if necessary.
Hua Tu, oblivious to his leader’s wrath, emerged from Heaven and Earth Cage and pieced together Yu Zhao’s likely location based on intelligence gathered by his subordinates. His deduction proved accurate: Yu Zhao was now in the Desert of Lost Souls.
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Outside the Desert of Lost Souls, a familiar small stall stood undisturbed. A distinguished young man received a package of Cooling Pearls and Sweet Rain Stones from a female cultivator before enthusiastically stepping into the desert.
Glancing at the jade token showing two approaching red dots, Si Tu Xuan couldn’t help but smile. His decision to befriend Daoist Yu had been wise indeed. Not only was she exceptionally talented, but her generosity rivaled that of a saint—she had shared the location of an Ancient Dao Field without expecting anything in return.
Even better, this time the team lacked troublesome figures like Yao Wu Ji, Zhou Jin Yue, or Mu Ye. Overjoyed, he had rushed to join them.
Based on the distance, he estimated he would reunite with her in seven days!
As he trudged through the wind and sand, the scorching desert heat failed to dampen Si Tu Xuan’s excitement.
Suddenly, his divine sense picked up a young man with tawny skin lying on a dune, exuding a wild aura. His robe hung open, revealing broad chest muscles.
“Water… water…” the stranger weakly whispered.
Si Tu Xuan scanned him cautiously before deciding to take a wide detour. There was something off about this person, and Si Tu Xuan saw no reason to involve himself in another’s misfortune. After all, it was the man’s own fault for venturing into the desert without proper preparations.
With that, he continued on his way, unmoved.
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