Mythical Beasts

"Ryuseki!" Ryuu Mufei rushed over to help Ryuseki, who had collapsed on the ground. Even before he got close, he could feel the intense steam radiating from Ryuseki's body. He used his psychokinesis to block the invading steam. Ryuseki's face had lost all color.

Lin Yingbin, however, stepped forward as if enraged, blocking the path between Slumber and the two of them. "Who exactly are you? Why did Ryuseki say he was Zhi's subordinate?"

"Didn't I tell you? My name is Slumber, and I'm a bounty hunter," Slumber said, deliberately pulling his hood lower.

Lin Yingbin's expression darkened. He didn't understand why Ryuseki hated him to this extent, but seeing Ryuseki lying on the ground like this, he couldn't forgive the bounty hunter before him. "Since you're a bounty hunter, your goal should be to complete missions and collect bounties, right? Why do you always have to interfere in our affairs?"

Regardless of whether Ryuseki's actions were right or wrong, seeing him lying there in his current state, Lin Yingbin no longer cared about assigning blame.

Although he had fallen, Ryuseki hadn't lost consciousness. He struggled to move his body, appearing as though he still wanted to defeat Slumber.

"Damn it!" Ryuseki yelled hysterically, even though his body could no longer support him. If not for Ryuu Mufei's psychokinetic protection, his heart might have burst from this roar.

"You no longer have the physical or mental strength to act recklessly like that again. Give up!" Slumber stood in front of Ryuseki, looking down at him in Ryuu Mufei's arms and said coldly, "I won't attack you in your current state either."

Ryuu Mufei, who was supporting Ryuseki, looked at the man who had saved him once before with confusion. He wanted to say something, but swallowed his words. Then, he looked at Ryuseki in his arms with concern.

Although Ryuseki no longer had the strength to resist, the anxiety within him had not disappeared. Like a dying, ferocious beast, he mustered his last bit of strength and shouted at Slumber, "Give up, don't even think about it. Don't you get any ideas..."

As he spoke, Ryuseki tried to get up to punch Slumber, but the moment he moved, his pupils rapidly constricted. He instantly felt as if his heart had been squeezed, and a wave of pain swept through his entire body. Ryuseki turned his head and spat out a mouthful of dark, clotted blood. His condition looked very grim.

This sudden turn of events startled Ryuu Mufei greatly. He quickly asked, "Hey, Ryuseki? Ryuseki? What's wrong?" while simultaneously increasing the psychokinesis protecting his heart.

"You guy, what if he dies?" Lin Yingbin glanced at Ryuseki before glaring at the bounty hunter in front of him.

Slumber shook his head and replied, "He won't die. If you don't believe me, you can ask that psychokinetic kid!"

Hearing this, Lin Yingbin turned to look at Ryuu Mufei, seeking confirmation.

Ryuu Mufei nodded at Lin Yingbin and replied, "His body is automatically repairing itself, and it's happening very quickly."

Slumber looked at them, pondered for a moment, and prepared to leave, but was predictably stopped by Lin Yingbin.

"Wait, how do you know he won't die?"

"Because there's a monster hidden inside his body, and that monster wants to replace him. What just happened was probably the monster interfering with his thoughts. Tch, heh~" A cunning smile played on Slumber's lips, and his blood-red pupils flashed with an eerie glint.

"Are you referring to the Full Moon Dragon?" Ryuu Mufei asked.

Slumber didn't answer, merely waved goodbye to them and left. Lin Yingbin was still contemplating what that monster he mentioned was, and when he snapped back to reality, he found that the guy had already disappeared.

"Full Moon Dragon?" Lin Yingbin walked over and helped up Meisha, whom he had knocked out.

"The Full Moon Dragon is one of the legendary Eight Mythical Beasts. I don't know if you've heard of it, but as a member of the Five Great Clans, specifically the Psychokinetic Clan, I've heard stories about them since I was young. The Five Great Clans emerged to balance the power of the Eight Mythical Beasts. In this world, there are many mythical beasts, and among them, eight possess the power to destroy the world. These eight are known as the Eight Mythical Beasts. Legend has it that they are guardian beasts who guard the gates connecting this world to eight other worlds. They have always been worshipped, and the Full Moon Dragon is one of them."

Lin Yingbin frowned as he listened to Ryuu Mufei's narration.

"However, I never believed it before. After all, these were just stories from the elders, things I thought they told to fool children, much like the legends of 'Teacher Doransa' that circulate in our clan. But after I left the Psychokinetic Clan, I discovered more and more signs related to mythical beasts and encountered many people cursed by them. That's when I started to take it seriously. Among them, I discovered the uniqueness originating from Ryuseki, which is also the purpose of my journey."

"So, if what you're saying is true, then Zhi's goal is the power of the Eight Mythical Beasts?" Lin Yingbin suddenly blurted out as he thought about it.

"It's not impossible that's his goal! But if he were to make a move, there's no reason to wait until now!"

The two of them helped Meisha and Ryuseki, walking in the direction of home while chatting. However, they didn't notice a thin, slightly hunched figure watching them from not too far away. The figure's mouth curved into a slight smile, revealing a row of yellowish-brown teeth as he chuckled, "Hee hee hee! I found you! We still have some personal business to settle between us!"

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Evening, at Lin Yingbin's home.

Lin Yingbin stood alone in the hallway, pain etched on his face. His back was pressed tightly against the wall. The room was dark, making it impossible to see anything clearly. Only a hand could be seen tightly gripping Lin Yingbin's neck. Lin Yingbin felt suffocated, struggling to breathe, his eyes fixed on the presence before him. The hand tightened its grip, and Lin Yingbin found it increasingly difficult to breathe.

Suddenly, a smile spread across Lin Yingbin's face. His expression was somewhat sinister as he spoke in a slightly wicked tone, "Don't put on that pitiful act in front of me!"